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Chapter 5: Dibs on Dad's Ass (Sorry, this is a short chapter as it is kind of a wrap up for the end of chapter 4) Matt and I lay on our backs, still connected by the rubber monster-cock double header, Jason still impaled on his brothers massive dick. All three of us slick with sweat and chempiss and breathing heavily as Matt started to slowly gyrate his hips again, using his ass to fuck me while his thick cock began to slowly move in and out of Jason's hot ass again. It doesn't take long for him to pick up his pace as he puts a hand on each of Jason's hips as he begins to thrust harder and bounce his older “little” brother off hips, and while I am fucking LOVING the sight, my eyes keep rolling back in my head as the dildo I am sharing with Matt is REALLY grinding against my prostate. “FUCK YES, FUCK ME BRO” Jason yells as he raises on arm and does an impression of riding an electric bull. Loud wet sounds of skin slapping skin echo in the room as Jason bounces back to meet Matt's thrusts into his slick wet hole. Small amounts of Matt's piss leak out when he pulls back and it splashes over the rest of us as he drives back into Jason's eager man-cunt. The smells of our wet sex filling the air only adding to the buzz from all the chems my boys have fucked into me. I am swimming in sensation overload as Matt grunts, “god damn, I'm getting close bro... Hop off, I wanna bust in Dad” Jason's face flashed a wicked smile as he slowly stood up, His brothers hard cock slowly inching out of his hole until it came out with a wet plop and slapped against Matt's washboard abs and the remaining chempiss poured out over the two of us still on our backs. As the hot wet torrent let up, he finished standing, and turned around, squatting over my face and eager tongue. Jason's ass was fully gaped, the red and swollen lips futility trying to close as I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him down to my eager mouth. I was eagerly eating his Jason's hole as Matt pulled away from me. No idea who the dildo came out of first or last, but I was only just feeling the “cool” air breezing into my gaping fuck hole before I felt my youngest son's massive cock head pressing against my hole. Fortunately both it and I were still fully lubed as Matt quickly drove his dick into me. He only paused to enjoy the warmth for a second before he began to fuck me with a pace similar to what he had been using on Jason. I tried to let out loud moans of Ecstasy, but I was fully muffled by Jason's perfect muscle ass straddling my face. “AW FUCK YEAH, breed him bro!” Jason yelled as he held my legs up to make it easier for his Matt to plow into me at full force. The room filled with a mix of grunts, squishing, sloshing, and slapping sounds as Matt jackhammered into me. Any pretense of “form” was missing as he was gripping onto me and thrusting with animalistic need as his guttural breathing picked up to a crescendo which he punctuated with primal scream before he collapsed forward against me face planting against his brothers crotch as his entire body seized and convulsed with each volley of toxic cum that his massive cock spit into the torn and stretched deep inner walls of my anal cavity. As Matt's breathing returned to normal, he softly said, “I love pozzing your hole dad” before pulling his somewhat deflated but still half hard cock from my abused ass. The air rushing into the vacancy his cock left in me causing me to let out a longing whimper into Jason's rock hard ass, before Jason jokingly said “Dibs on Dad's ass!” as he stood up, allowing me to begin to catch my ass for a second, before Jason grabbed one of my arms and legs and proceeded to flip me like a pancake (I love how strong he is) before driving his rock hard cock balls deep in a single thrust. “Damn Matt, you destroyed this hole, see if Dad has any normal guy dick sized dildos” Jason said as he ling dicked my hole...”Duffel bag under the coffee table” I blurt out between whimpering pleas to “please fuck me son” Matt quickly leaves and comes back carrying his phone and my literal bag of dicks. He digs around in the bag quickly before handing a 8x6 dildo with balls to his brother as he sits on the edge of the bed and begins mindlessly worshiping the screen of his phone. Jason takes the dildo from his brother and pulls out of me far enough the he is able to get it between us and press it against my hole. “OK, fuck that's a lot” I say as I wince because he pushes the toy into me alongside his already thick cock, “Yeah it is” Jason happily says, as he begins to push both his and the fake dick into me. The sensation overload sending me flying as Jason slowly double fucks his brothers highly toxic load into my torn up hole.. “You called dibs, and here you are riding shotgun” Matt laughed as he continued fingering his screen Matt's comment was lost on Jason and I as we were lost in the sensation of him slowly double fucking me, the moisture coating us both lubing him up as his rippling muscles slid against my soft flesh. The two of us moving in blind unison as waves of blinding pleasure washed over me. “Damn” Matt eventually exclaimed, breaking the pig trance Jason and I found ourselves in. “I gotta gotta go make some deliveries” Matt said while fumbling with his phone. “I'll be back tonight” Matt said before leaning in to plant a deep sensual kiss on his brother Jason. “Make sure dad eats and drinks something that didn't come out of you, and don't fully destroy Dad's pussy until I get back” he said as he gave Jason's ass a loud slap. “Love you dad” Matt said before giving me a quick kiss and beginning to get dressed, still wet with sweat and our pig sex. “Just you and me for a while” Jason said as he resumed slowly double fucking me, and followed up with the command“Look at me and Open you mouth” I did as he ordered, twisted partly to my side which allowed me to look up into his devious smile as he cleared his throat, let lose a cough, and proceeded to let a thick loogie begin to drip out of his puckered lips, slowly lowering down into my open pig mouth... clearly at this point, I was down for whatever my boys wanted if it meant more of their dicks in me. His pace slowed as he leaned in and held my head back so he could begin kissing me. The mix of flavors and feelings causing us both to moan as he continued slowly fucking his brothers Poz+ cum out of my ass and into the mix of sweat and chempiss that had soaked my bed below us. He broke our kiss and began pinching my nipple “We are gonna have a lot of fun, I fucking love you Dad” We heard the front door slam, letting us know that Matt had left as Jason said “mmmm, All mine now” Jason said as he pushed my face down into the wet mattress “I am gonna FUCKING FILL this pussy!” Jason said as he began thrusting with purpose. “Aw fuck yeah Jason, breed my ass with your poz cum” I yelled “fucking knock up your old man” “FUUUUCK YES” Jason yelled as he began full on hate fucking my ass. Loudly slapping an ass cheek in between every few lunges before he began letting out guttural yells to punctuate each thrust. “Take it slut! FUCK, I Love you dad!!!” he cried out before pouncing forward and wrapping me in his arms, pulling me tight against him in a bear hug to meet his abrupt strokes as he empties shot after shot of his toxic venom in to mix with the remnants of his little brothers load. “Now, how are we gonna spend our day” he said as he pulled my head back to resume kissing me as I let out a long moan of satisfaction.

Part 23 - The Hooded Figure Returning home Conrad went straight to his house where his parents, grandparents and Charlie had all arrived. Despite throwing up again when they landed at the manor he shut down the queasiness happy to see his parents and unable to control his tears. What had only been a few months felt like years and once Conrad and his mother had stopped crying he told them that Simon was hosting a dinner for them all at the manor. Harry stood at the bottom of the path nervous as hell and his feet stuck to the pavement unable to carry him forward. He could do with his parents and brother being here right now for support, his attention was drawn to the front door opening and Charlie standing there looking at him. A huge sigh of relief appeared on his face seeing a familiar face, Charlie walked along the path to Harry and picked him up swinging him around in his arms happy to see him. His worry was unfounded and he charmed the pants off Conrad's parents, despite his father being a little cautious at first until he saw how much Charlie liked Harry and acted like they had been brothers for years. The grandparents still somewhat perplexed by it all took longer to come around and still looked on it as unnatural, they couldn't deny how happy Harry made Conrad. Adam and Jamal were staying clean of the manor tonight and helping Dexter move in. At precisely 6pm Harry's parents and brother arrived at the manor and escorted in to the lounge where cocktails were being served hosted by Simon, Conrad and his family arrived at a few minutes. The uneasiness of the meeting soon vanished with the cocktails helping to pave the way and a more relaxed atmosphere developed before dinner. Simon as always keen to catch up with Charlie and his exploits since leaving were talking loudly and laughing, Harry's brother Alfie spent most of the evening with his brother and Conrad whilst the parents and grandparents took to sitting outside in the warm evening chatting away like old friends. As the evening drew to a close Conrad's parents insisted Harry's family stay with them the Saturday night to save them having to drive back to London. Conrad flopped on to the sofa next to Harry clearly shattered from his wild day, he knew Harry still had a bone of contention he was holding on to about him visiting Joshua. Conrad glanced at him "How long are you going to hold on to this?" he asked. Harry grinned "As long as I need to" he replied, "Are you going to tell me?" he asked. "Nothing to tell Harry" Conrad replied kissing him, "I saw him for a few seconds then left". Harry looked at him "Did you talk to him?". "Nope, he didn't even know I was there, saw him and then we left" Conrad replied. "So is he being held prisoner?" Harry asked wanting to know more. "Not sure, the guy who has him is a therapist of some sort" Conrad replied. Harry put his arm around Conrad "Well I hope he can therapise him, make him normal". Conrad laughed and looked at Harry "Bed time and I need to sex you" he said standing up. Harry stood "You think everything will be alright this weekend with Carrington being here?". Conrad took Harry's hand "Ah you mean with Charlie?" he asked. Harry nodded. Conrad shrugged his shoulders "Charlie doesn't know he is coming". "Awkward" Harry replied slipping his hand down Conrad's shorts and fingering his hole. Conrad slapped his hand "Wait, god you are so inpatient" he said giggling. Harry pulled him around shoving his tongue deep in to Conrad's mouth kissing him "Love you". Conrad pushed him away and ran off "Show me you do" he said laughing and running up the stairs. At Heathrow Sean's flight arrived a few minutes before Carrington's, Sean was through straight away with only carry on bag and met by Felix who was holding a sign up with his name on. When asked where they were off to Felix informed him they would be heading to Hampshire then waved seeing Carrington come through the doors. A brief recollection took place between Sean and Carrington having seen each other at the manor. This gave Sean some idea of where they were heading for the weekend. Settling in the back of the limo they chatted a little with Carrington being evasive of any probing questions. Simon greeted them both at the door and Carrington went up to shower whilst Sean stood there looking at him. "What the fuck Simon?" Sean said looking shocked and angry, "You own this place?" he asked. Simon nodded "Let's walk in the garden" he suggested. Sean grabbed Simon's hand abruptly "You have a lot of explaining to do" he said. "Don't take this the wrong way Sean, I protect my privacy as much as possible" Simon informed him. Sean looked at him "Okay, but why?" he asked, "So you have a bit of money?". Simon smiled "That is one way of looking at it, although I am not hung up over it". "So let me guess, this is about my porn career?" Sean asked stopping by the pool. Simon nodded "It is, that is if you are serious about me" he said trying to assess any response. "I am serious about us" Sean replied, "You know I can't do anything about the films out there". "I know" Simon replied walking off again, "Would you be happy giving it up though?" he asked. "Of course, I want out of it but the money is easy and the sex is good, sometimes" Sean replied chuckling. Simon smiled. "Figured the Arab guy must be rolling in it having a suite at that hotel" Sean said. "What about all the cute guys that hang around here?" Sean asked catching up to Simon. "Conrad is like a son to me, I guess I have sort of adopted him by default" Simon said laughing. Sean chuckled "So the other one that is always rushing around is his boyfriend?" he asked. "Yes, they are getting married this weekend. And Carrington works with me" Simon informed him. Simon stopped and looked at Sean "You know Dexter is moving here after the wedding". "What?" Sean asked looking shocked. "He has a job in Alton and is going to lodge with Adam and Jamal" Simon said trying to explain. Sean stood there shaking his head "This is so much to keep track of" he replied laughing. Simon turned to look at the manor. "Did I hit the jackpot with you?" Sean asked looking at him. Simon laughed "Kind of" he replied, "I won't give you money or expensive things" he warned. "Scrooge" Sean said chuckling, "I don't care Simon, just want you" he replied kissing him. "There is just one other thing" Simon started saying. "Is this the bombshell?" Sean asked interrupting him. Simon smiled "No, just don't be surprised if Conrad or Harry pounce on you" he said. Sean raised an eyebrow "And if they do?" he asked. "Tread carefully they are both ruthless sex machines, ask Carrington" he replied laughing. Sean nervously laughed "Are you serious, I mean it is not going to affect us?" he asked. "God no, Conrad still creeps in to bed with me every now and then" Simon replied casually. Sean smiled "I quite fancy banging Carrington" he confessed making Simon laugh. "Good luck there" Simon replied patting his hand, "Carrington likes young tender meat". Sean laughed and took Simon's hand walking back up to the manor for breakfast. Conrad and Harry bolted down the stairs bursting in to the dining room and smothering Carrington hearing he had arrived. Harry still getting dressed for his first proper day in the office with Adam was buzzing with excitement and too busy to think about eating so grabbed a coffee. Simon entered the dining room with Sean and Conrad looked over at them and nodded with the biggest grin on his face. Before Conrad had time to speak Harry and Carrington both kissed him then left to meet Adam and head off. Jamal walked across to the manor and into the dining room seeing Sean sat there he nodded and said morning then grabbed a coffee sitting down next to Conrad. "No change?" Simon asked looking at Jamal's fed up expression. Jamal looked up "Father doesn't want me in the house. Apparently I disgrace the family". Simon looked at him carefully "And you, how are you feeling Jam?" he asked. "Yeah I am alright, I have Adam and he is keeping me sane" he replied smiling. Conrad sat there watching him "You have us Jam, anything you need just ask" he offered. Sean watched Jamal knowingly "I went through a similar thing, my father only nods to me" he said. "It is even worse because of my career" Sean added, "Just be patient with him". Jamal knew the words were heart felt and meaningful from Conrad and Sean, he was glad that he had this group of seemingly growing friends who would be there to support him. After breakfast Jamal was going to help with the marquee that was being set up for the wedding down by the makeshift helipad leaving Conrad to spend the day with his family. They decided to head out to Alton as Conrad's parents wanted to buy some things that were not readily available in Australia. Conrad and Charlie having a lot of fun when their mother picked something up and grandmother was over her shoulder telling her she couldn't import that into Australia. They quickly got bored and said they would meet them outside by the car and walked out of the supermarket. "Charlie" Conrad said catching his brother up, "I need to tell you Carrington is here". Charlie looked at him "So" he replied finding his heart beating faster. Conrad shrugged "Thought you should know" he replied, "Asks after you every time he is here". Charlie smirked "He will get over me" he said leaning back against the car expressionless. The news had strangely excited him and his mind started imagining Carrington running over and hugging him pouring his emotions and expressing his love for Charlie. He blinked hearing the noise from the rest of the family returning, shaking thoughts of Carrington out of his head he got in to the SUV. Returning home everyone except Conrad and Charlie went to bed sleeping off the jetlag, the boys headed over to the manor for a swim and see how Jamal was doing. By some miracle Charlie didn't see Carrington that Friday, instead he had to sit with his parents explaining what had happened with Serena. The more he talked about her the more his mind wandered over to the manor where Carrington was. Conrad arrived with Harry and they set off for dinner at the local pub where they had enjoyed many joyous family meals growing up. Eddie and Jody complaining that Conrad and Harry had refused any wedding presents since they had no idea what they wanted. Harry continued charming the pants off the grandparents and it was having results since they started to take an interest in his life, family and job. The late June sunshine bathed the gardens as all the guests assembled, Carrington was already in the marquee with Jamal and Adam grabbing a sneaky glass of wine before the wedding commenced. The whole thing was kept very simple, Conrad and Harry would walk down together behind their families and their brothers at their side. Opting to start at midday to get it over with and let their hair down, the guests all stood as the Flower Waltz from the Nutcracker played, it was Jack's favourite piece of classical music and Conrad had to stop himself from trying to ballet dance down the aisle. He loved this piece of music and would often twirl around the greenhouse when Jack played it, Jack would go in to hysterics before composing himself then calling Conrad a poofter and raping him. Conrad had an overwhelming feeling that Jack was here watching over him again. He felt Harry squeeze his hand tighter, he glanced at Harry who looked up and smiled like he was feeling it as well. Charlie confused watching them had no idea what they were thinking and shook his head smiling over at Alfie. Charlies face forwards again and his eye caught a glimpse of Carrington who was watching Conrad and Harry standing next to Simon and Moham. He felt a streak of sadness or anger, he couldn't be sure, the American did not even look or acknowledge him and turned away when Conrad and Harry reached the official. All through the quick ceremony he kept taking quick glances at Carrington, nothing, not even a sneaky glance from him. Charlie couldn't explain what was going on in his head, there was frustration definitely and it was getting to him. Instead Charlie focused back to his brother and handed over the ring the an applause rang out. Charlie had be so consumed by Carrington that he missed most the ceremony and everyone was coming up congratulating them, champagned corks popped and the caterers began circulating with drinks. Charlie looked around but Carrington was out of view. A glass popped in front of him "How are you Charlie?" Carrington asked. Charlie took the glass "Fine" he replied trying to hide his annoyance, "Thanks". He turned to face Carrington. "And how is the navy thing?" Carrington asked. "Fine" Charlie replied being cool and distant not wanting to arouse any suspicion. Carrington looked at his glass "Sorry I must go an talk to Moham" he said excusing himself. Charlie sipped his champagne watching Carrington and unable to make him out or what just happened, underneath he knew he was to blame with his lame conversation tactics. Why oh why did it hurt him so much to be treated like this by him?. Charlie looked around the room and found Simon standing by Moham and Carrington, he was looking directly at Charlie drinking champagne with a school teacher look like he was telling Charlie off without words at his behaviour. Charlie had to look away and saw Alfie trying to get his attention, he smiled and walked over joining him. Carrington watched him for most of the day, one part of him could see Charlie was trying to be normal around his family, the other saw the unmistakable glances he would sneakily take. It left Carrington with an empty feeling and that he needed to move on and forget about him. The rest of the day was a celebration with just the right amount of people and Simon spared no expense as his wedding present to Conrad and Harry providing amazing food and champagne. With the evening drawing on Conrad and Harry were a little drunk and laid on the grass together giggling having a few minutes alone staring up at the sky and the reddish tinge from the setting sun. "He was watching" Harry mumbled. Conrad let a tear trickle down from the corner of his eye. "I know" Conrad replied sniffing. "Watching over us Harry" he said fighting tears of happiness. Harry pulled Conrad in to a hug holding him tight "He made it happen. I love you Con". "Love you Harry" Conrad replied, Harry wiped the tears from Conrad's cheek and kissed him. "Jack loves a good party" Adam said sitting down beside them. Harry and Conrad looked at him, "You feel him here?" Conrad asked. Adam nodded "God yes, I think he has achieved what he needed to" he said smiling. "And here is someone fighting against all odds" Adam said nodding at Charlie approaching them. Adam chuckled "Drunk but open like a book" he said. Charlie plonked himself down clearly drowning his sorrows "I got you brother drunk" he said. Harry giggled "Is he dancing naked yet, he usually does when he is drunk". Adam slipped a piece of paper in to Charlie's pocket "Oi" Charlie slapped his hand. "Get over yourself" Adam replied laughing, "It is just a bit of paper". Charlie waved his hand in the air "Whatever" he said laughing. Charlie sat up "I wanted to kiss the bride but I don't know who it is" he said then laughed. Conrad and Harry pounced on Charlie fighting with him as whistles echoed from the marquee and Harry heard his mother shouting at Alfie, laughing he grabbed Conrad and Charlie telling them to get a move on as Alfie must be at the naked dance stage. Entering the tent sure enough Alfie had his underwear on but was dancing on a table evading his mother who was trying to get him down. Simon and Carrington had grabbed chairs and were sat at the front enjoying the show and throwing money at him. Harry walked up to his mother 'chill out' he said kissing her on the cheek and grabbing a chair and watching the show. Charlie managed to get the video on his phone and filmed him. Jamal stood by Charlie giggling "Don't forget I still have the one of you and Carrington". Charlie grinned and leaned in to whisper "Fuck off, I will kill you if you show it" he said. Almost by accident or was it, Charlie kissed Jamal on the cheek "Slut" Jamal said grinning. Charlie laughed "You love it" he replied turning back to Alfie who was thrusting his hips. "Is he gay?" Jamal asked looking at Charlie. Charlie shrugged "How the fuck would I know" he replied, "Good dancer though". Harry's father put his arm on Charlie's shoulder "I know it was you" he said chuckling. "Sorry" Charlie replied, "I didn't know he would end up doing this" he explained. Harry's father laughed "I should get him dance lessons" he said. Alfie was eventually persuaded by Charlie to get down to the boos of the crowd. With his arm around Charlie they walked over to the bar to get him some water, with Alfie exclaiming to anyone who would listen that he loved his new brother of his brother-in-law. Guests were departing and Charlie almost carrying Alfie to the house were last to leave, he had a look around but Carrington had gone already. Conrad and Harry flopped on to the bed sobered up and exhausted, everyone had stayed at the party for nearly 10 hours, even all the guests were exhausted as they left. Conrad looked at Harry and they both sprang off the bed running down the hallway and bursting in to the bedroom. The figure in the bed sat up not quite having got to sleep. "What do you want?" Carrington asked, "I have an early flight". "Our wedding present" Harry replied closing the door. "Oh fuck" Carrington complained laying back down grinning, "Get in bed then". Conrad knelt on the bed "What happened between you and Charlie?" he asked. "Absolutely nothing" Carrington replied, "There is nothing there" his voice echoing how he felt. "Rubbish" Conrad replied, "You two are nuts for each other, Charlie just needs pushing over the fence". Carrington looked at Conrad "Are you getting in to bed then?" he asked. Conrad laid in bed watching the the incredible scene of Carrington's muscled body moving with elegance and ease as he slowly fucked Harry, a sight he never got bored of seeing. Only lasting 20 minutes before he pulled out and roughly pulled Conrad on to his back, legs quickly up over his shoulders driving his cock in. His eyes fixed on Conrad's face watching his changing expressions, deliberately taking his time and getting deep in to Conrad's arse, the erotic moans hitting his ears. Carrington smiled, his mind playing tricks and he could only see Charlie's face pinned under him. It triggered his orgasm delivering rapid thrusts 'Oh Charlie' he mumbled stretching his body upwards to get maximum penetration, his balls squashing against Conrad's arse. Electrical jolts of pleasure pushing deeper and deeper until he felt tapping on his arse bringing him back down. Looking down he saw a strange expression on Conrad's face and pulled back slightly. Glancing to his left he saw the same confused expression on Harry's face. "What's the matter?" Carrington asked catching his breath. Harry looked at Conrad. Conrad stroked Carrington's face "You called me Charlie" he said staring up at him. "Did I?" Carrington replied, "Sorry slip of the tongue". Conrad didn't know what to say. "You really fancy him don't you?" Harry asked after a silence. Carrington gently pulled his cock out kneeling on the bed "Yes. I know it will never happen". Conrad knelt up and kissed him "I wish we could make him see that" he said affectionately. Carrington smiled "He knows, suppose a man is not what he is after. Fact!" he said. Conrad pulled Carrington down and lifted the duvet over them. Carrington smiled, the best part of having sex with these two was sleeping with afterwards, one either side of him and he soon fell asleep. By 7am Carrington kissed Conrad and Harry and left for the airport. Charlie was using the bathroom and returned to his bedroom seeing the limousine coming out of the gates, he put a hand on the window pane and watched it passing beneath him, following it down the drive to the gates then turning on to the main road. Charlie picked up his trousers off the bedroom floor and diligently went through the pockets before putting them in the laundry basket. His fingers touching the small piece of paper that he pulled out and opened. The slip of paper just contained one line '3785 N Stratford Road, Buckhead, Atlanta' it took a moment to realise he had been slipped Carrington's address by Adam. He folded the piece of paper and put it on the bedside table thinking nothing more of it. He was still angry at Carrington, for what though he was unsure now. Quietly he showered and dressed sneaking out to the manor before anyone else got up, the house was busy with all his and Harry's family staying over. Walking up the pavement his head muddled with thoughts around Carrington and how 3 months ago the guy had so nearly seduced him, so lost in those strange memories he wore a wide grin on his face walking in to the kitchen just before 8am. Beth greeted him and poured him a coffee and Charlie sat down chatting away to her, mostly about Alfie's dancing what other guests got up to. Charlie cleverly swerved the conversation "Nice of Carrington to come over for the wedding". Beth stopped laying bacon on a baking tray to look at him "Yes, he has left already". "What?" Charlie asked then corrected himself, "Oh he has left already?". "Yes, Felix drove him at 7am to the airport" Beth replied, "Did you manage to catch up with him?". Charlie looked at his coffee "Not really it was way to busy". Beth nodded "Definitely wasn't himself when the wedding started" she informed him. "Oh, in what way?" Charlie asked trying to keep the conversation light. "Not sure" Beth said holding a sausage, "Something put him on edge for the rest of the day". Charlie nodded slowly. "You staying for breakfast?" Beth asked. "Hmm?" Charlie looked up miles away in thought, "Oh yes thank you". "Half an hour before it is ready Charlie" Beth said putting the tray in the oven. Charlie smiled "I will go and annoy the newly weds" he said jumping up. Charlie opened the door to the bedroom to find them fast asleep, he crept in and laid on the bed causing Harry to stir and wake up. Raising his head he smiled and patted the bed next to him. Charlie crawled up and laid next to Harry. "Did you sleep well?" Charlie asked. "Just got back to our room about an hour a go" Harry said sleepily. Charlie looked at him "Where have you been then?" he asked curiously. Harry smiled "Getting our wedding present from Carrington" he said, Conrad let out a loud snore. Charlie was quite amused at this "I guess it was a good present then" he remarked. Harry turned on his side moving closer to Charlie "Yes but he still has eyes for one person". Charlie turned his head towards Harry "Fuck off" he said quietly. Harry shrugged "Face it Charlie, you are a heart breaker" he said quietly giggling. Harry rolled on to his back "I thought you and Alfie were going to get it on" he said grinning. Charlie leaned over Harry "What gave you that impression?" he asked looking worried. "You were inseparable yesterday, Alfie really likes you" Harry said teasingly. "Your crackers but then I always knew you were from when you accosted me in London" he replied. Harry smiled "Yeah, but I got the best outcome from it, anyway Alfie is straight". Charlie smirked "I don't care, he is much nicer than you and fun to hang about with". "Yeah, yeah" Harry replied looking at Charlie, "So how about it then?" he said grinning. Charlie looked at him confused. "I want to kiss my brother-in-law" Harry said looking serious. Charlie chuckled putting his hand over his mouth "See, you are crackers". Harry smiled licking his lips then puckered up. Charlie just looked at him and found his lips touching Harry's sharing a brief but very nice kiss before he pulled away. "Dirty fuckers" Conrad said turning over, "Hands off my husband Charlie" he said rubbing his eyes. Harry chuckled "Tastes the same as you" he said to Conrad. Conrad smiled "Of course he does we are identical" he replied pinching Harry's nipple. "You okay Chaz?" Conrad asked. Charlie nodded then Harry rolled on top of him. "Get off you pervert" Charlie said laughing. Harry smiled and looked at Conrad "Imagine a foursome with Charlie and Alfie" he said. Conrad laughed "That is sick Harry" he replied, "But yeah I could go for that!". "Would love to see your twin fuck you" Harry said receiving a slap from Charlie. "I can't believe you two" Charlie said pushing Harry off him and unable to stop laughing. Harry kneeled up on the bed "Carrington is the only one who can tame you" he said to Charlie. "Give it up Harry" Charlie said feeling himself blush a little, "I'm going for breakfast". Charlie hopped off the bed and left the room and Harry's giggling, it did nothing to help Charlie and his now ever impending predicament and doubt. Sunday lunchtime they spent as a family having lunch, Harry's family left for London then early evening Conrad, Charlie and Harry all went up to the airport to see off the last few family members who were flying back to Australia. Conrad and Harry promising they would fly over later in the year to see them. Charlie was looking at the flight information screens and saw several flight flashing red with final boarding, one a flight to Atlanta. Was it in his head that everything just kept reminding him of Carrington today? Back home and alone in the house he fired up his laptop spending an hour browsing before closing it and going to bed. He had received an email from Dave telling him that repairs were going to take 2 weeks and given a date when to report back for duty. All night long Charlie kept waking up and at 5am he got up and opened the laptop again. He checked the weather forecast and it showed heavy rain and storms forecasted, definitely waterproof weather he said to himself. Unsure even why he was thinking this way, his email pinged receiving his confirmation. By mid morning he was on the train heading to London, frightened about what could happen later that day it was one the craziest things he had ever got himself in to. Charlie woke confused and trying to compute that it was only 4pm in the afternoon, fastening his seat belt he looked out of the window at the dark clouds shrouding them, jerking side to side until the aircraft escaped the last dark cloud and the rumbling of the landing gear being extended vibrated up through his feet. By the time he arrived at the address it was already 6.30pm, nervously he walked in to the reception and was pointed to an elevator up to the eighth floor. Brightly illuminated against the dark clouds and slightly wet, Charlie went to the the reception desk on this floor. "Hi, can I see Carrington please?" Charlie asked nervously. Evelina looked at him "I am sorry he is not around" she replied. Jose walked behind the desk handing Evelina envelopes looking at Charlie "Signed" he said. Charlie distracted by the way Jose was looking at him, "Where can I find him?" Charlie asked. "I am sorry unless you have an appointment Carrington won't be returning" Evelina informed him. "Sorry" Jose said still looking at Charlie, "Are you after Carrington?" he asked. Charlie looked at the strange way he was looking at him "Yes, I just arrived from the UK" Charlie replied. Jose tapped his chin staring at him "Are you Charlie?" he asked. Charlie looked surprised. "Yes" he finally managed to reply. "Come and dry off" Jose said coming round and escorting Charlie to his office. Jose took his coat and hung it up "You want a coffee or something?" he asked. "Coffee would be nice, thanks" Charlie said. Jose smiled "You came all the way from England to find Carrington?" he asked pouring coffee. Charlie nodded. "You are the reason Carrington has been so moody" Jose said handing him a mug. "Me?" Charlie asked. "Yes" Jose replied sitting down, "He came back to work today even worse". Charlie looked at Jose "I wasn't exactly friendly to him at the weekend". "So what has changed?" Jose asked studying him carefully, "I mean you came all this way". Charlie shrugged "I have no idea what I am doing or why I am here" he confessed confusing himself. "Carrington has gone to the gym in Buckhead then he will be going home" Jose informed him. "Listen" Jose said, "I will take you to his home but call me if you need somewhere to stay". Jose gave Charlie his mobile number and waited until he was dry then drove him to Buckhead and the address that was on the slip of paper Adam had put in his pocket. Jose could tell Charlie was a wreck when the car pulled up the long swerving driveway up to the house. He checked his watch "He should be finished and will be here shortly" Jose said. "Thanks" Charlie said unbuckling the seat belt, "Appreciate what you have done". "Hey, call if things don't go well and you need somewhere to stay" Jose reminded him. Charlie nervously smiled "I will, thank you" he replied getting out of the car. Charlie pulled the hood up of his coat and stood under the small overlap by the front door feeling nauseous and tired form his journey, the rain splattering against him from the gusts of wind. Jose drove out on to the road then stopped and sent a message to Carrington 'Dropped a package off at your front door, it is fragile and needs your attention, get home quickly'. Carrington looked at the message thinking Jose had lost the plot and got in to his car to head home. The intensity of the rain increased and a flash of lightning burnt through the sky followed by the low rumbling of thunder. 10 minutes later Carrington turned on to the driveway, the storm had moved in quickly settling over Buckhead the lashing rain illuminated by lightning then drowned out by the thunder. Taking the long curve up the gentle slope he saw a dark hooded figure briefly illuminated by lightning waiting at his front door.

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.

Well I have been cruising for a long time and have not found too many situations where I didn’t know what the guy wanted. My favorite are the so called straight guys. They pull up in a minivan or in a car with a car seat in the back. They usually get down to business quick. They always always always want their dick sucked. You may get lucky and they want to breed you but it’s hot or miss. You have to be careful and watch for cops. Not too long ago I was bent over getting bred and I looked over my shoulder to see a cop standing behind the guy fucking me. Long story short. It was a 500.00 fine and vehicle impoundment. I still hook up but you have to be cautious where you suck or get fucked.

One thing this site has taught me is that there’s someone for everyone, and age isn’t necessarily a determining factor when it comes to how much sex you’re getting. Mainstream gay culture will have you believe that getting sex isn’t that easy unless you’re a twink bottom aged 18-23, or a hung muscular top aged 25-32. Real life just isn’t like that. I’m a bottom approaching my half century, and get more sex now than I ever did in my 20’s and 30’s (or at least I did, till COVID showed up).

I posted an ad for raw tops this morning. High af and will take any loads. 10 inch bbc. Cock pic only. He asked me if I was sure I didn't want him to wear a condom. I said absolutely not. He only used spit and tore my hole up before flooding my gut with his seed. On to the next

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.

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.

Well, who else misses his gloryhole and the feeling of being used as a cumdump by anonymous guys

Pete had always loved his uncle Rob. Of course, now that he was a man grown, and their relationship had… changed... he'd taken to calling him Uncle Rub. The older man would use every opportunity to touch him. A firm hand on the shoulder. A soft, playful pat on the cheek, often in response to some smart ass comment. Pressing his crotch against his pert, twenty year old ass when trying to pass each other in the cramped hallway at the packing plant. Pete, of course, didn't mind. It drove him wild. Keeping himself from tearing the man's pants open to get at the giant sized tool the outwardly benign affections were secretly promising. As soon as they were alone, probably in Rob's run down house on the other side of the county, clothes would get strewn everywhere and Pete’s ass would be taken quickly and with whatever lube was handy. After Rob came deep up his nephew’s guts, only then would they take things more slowly. Leftovers would get eaten, reruns would be watched, as they languidly embraced and played with each other. A familiar alert noise sounded from his uncle's phone, and Petes curiosity was titillated. His uncle smiled as he tapped out a response. The phone went back on the bedside table, and his uncle rose and rummaged around in his closet. “Who was that?” Pete asked, lazily jerking his cock. Rob turned back to him, holding several lengths of nylon rope, and a shoebox. “Do you trust me?” “Sure, I do, Uncle Rub.” Pete smiled, “I like it when you tie me up.” “I know you do, boy.” Rob came back to the bed and took out a blindfold, “but tonight, I'm getting some help from friends.” “Who?”. Rob smiled warmly at the young man he'd grown to cherish, “That isn't for you to know.” the blindfold slid over his head, and all was darkness. Pete could feel rope being tied at his ankles, then his legs being raised and secured, his hole spread wide. Then his hands were cuffed together and secured above his head to the head board. The bed in front of him sagged. He heard his uncle spit then felt the cock head re-enter him. The dick sank into him all the way, making him moan. He felt his uncle’s strong body lowering onto him, making him feel complete. “You know I'd never let you be hurt, right son?. “I know that pretty damn well, sir.” “And you know I've always done right by you since your daddy left?” rob gently withdrew. “Yes, sir.” “Good. So right now, who's your daddy?” Rob thrust in slowly but steadily. “Oh god, you are, sir.” “That's right.” thrust. “You're a good boy, Pete.” His uncle proceeded to throw a pretty rough fuck into him. Pete was moaning and the creaking of the bed was particularly loud such that he did not hear the front door open. “Wow.” A husky voice said from the doorway. “Hey!” Rob greeted the newcomer, “Go ahead and get nekkid. I'll be done with the little bitch soon.” Hearing his uncle refer to him as a bitch made Pete’s dick grow even harder. Knowing he was about to be fucked by a complete stranger that he'd never see was also driving him wild. He couldn't help but moan. Rob was also going wild on his hole and was soon delivering the second load of the night. The bed shifted as his uncle disengaged and left the bed, only for a new weight to make it sag. “Fuck, look at that wet pussy.” the strange man said. Pete felt a cock at his hole, and it was thick. He felt a finger get placed over his left nostril and the familiar smell of poppers. He huffed deeply on the bottle his uncle was holding to his nose. Right as the rush hit, the dick entered him. He heard the screen door open again. But his mind was filled with the wide cock that was filling his asshole. “Hey gents!” His uncle greeted, loudly so that Pete could hear. “Come on in, get comfy. Here are the rules. Don't hurt my boy. There aren't any condoms in this house so don't ask. Feel free to fuck his face, but all loads go up his ass. Call whoever you think would like to use Michael Miller's only son as a cumdump. I'll be nearby. I got a cute piece of tail I'm gonna be using in the next room. Have fun.” This information hit Pete like a semi truck. His dad was the most hated man in Armstrong County. And his Uncle just invited whoever wanted to use him. “Oh, and make sure he takes some poppers on occasion, and let him out of the restraints every hour or so. Don't want him hurt, just used.” Over the next six hours Pete’s cute little ass was gangbred. After the first hour his hands were freed so that his throat could be fucked as well. Two hours in, and he had nine more loads up his cunt. But the men showed no signs of stopping. The screen door opened frequently, and Pete could hear his Uncle having sex with a woman in the room down the hall. When his legs were freed and he was allowed to stand Pete could feel a trickle of semen down both his legs. He was bent over the dresser and fucked up against it for a short while, but ultimately placed on all fours on the bed so he could be spit roasted. Eventually the blindfold came off and light momentarily blinded him. “How are you doing, son?” his uncle asked. Men, some strange, some familiar, all naked, filled the room, along with the haze of pot and cigar smoke. “I’m doing great, daddy.” His uncle smiled and nodded, “Yes, you are, son!” A gentle hand pushed Pete onto his back. “Where’s your woman?” Pete asked, already having an inkling of an answer. “She bugged out when she got hers. But I’m still raring to go boy.” With that his Uncle Rub guided his hard cock into his dripping hole. Pete moaned around the familiar stiffness and clamped his pussy muscles down around it. Seed squelched out along the shaft as it drove in and out, and Rob moaned his own pleasure as he blasted his second load of the night. When Rob got off of his nephew, the nice man who owned the Flying J down the road got on top and slid his cock inside. Pete diligently wrapped his arms and legs around the new man, and silenced the man’s cry of passion with his lips. The man fucked him briefly, came, and then left. Rob watched as the rest of the men all fucked his boy, put their clothes on, and wished them a good night. When it was over the boy’s bed was soaked with sweat and spilled seed. Not exactly fit for sleeping on. Pete was too exhausted to stand, and like a good dad, Rob picked the young man up and carried him down the hall.

I find the older I get, the more sex I have. So for me age is in your mind. I play with guys from 20’s to 80’s. Being so open presents many opportunities.

CHAPTER 2 I tasted the gooey clear liquid seeping out of his piss slit knowing that more of it would soon be coating my inside and eventually delivering a full load of his cum. He stood steady and almost imperceptibly began fucking my face as I continued to lavish attention to his cut dick. I began playing with his balls which now had dropped revealing that he had a bag that dropped real low allowing his almost egg-sized balls to drop low as well. I could only imagine them slapping my ass cheeks. I looked up at him just as he came out of what must have been a sucking trance and looked down at me. He reached down. I disengaged my mouth from his dick and rose. We kissed deeply once more. He pulled away and led me to some sort of a long pipe attached to the wall. I grabbed the pipe, moved backwards as I bent over, and finally stopped when Phil put his hand on my ass. My dick was leaking like a sieve and about three quarters hard. Phil knelt behind me pulling my cheeks wide. He drove his tongue in deep lavishing the area with his spit. He did this for several seconds and then began licking all around my hole. He stood quickly, put the head of his dick at my hole causing me to reposition myself for his access, and then proceeded to push himself inside me. It was very slow going as there wasn’t all that much lube and it gave me a good tingling of hurt and pain but there was no way I was going to stop him. I’m not sure he would have stopped anyway. “I’ve got some lube in my shorts if you want to use it. I’d prefer to try without but it’s an option,” I offered. “No way am I going to use synthetic. Nature’s own is best: Spit for the first time, and cum after that,” he replied. Phil pushed harder as I braced myself more and pushed back. His hands pulled my hips toward him as he pushed more and more with his dick. The erotic pain being shot through my body from this almost nothing lubed slide in was wonderful. He was stretching my inside nicely. I could actually feel that upward curved dick of his sliding further and further into me using only spit and whatever fluid I had in my ass. I was feeling every inch of my inside being spread wide open to accept him. His pubic hair began mashing down on my ass and was finally totally flattened when his dick could no longer make any forward movement. He was now in me all the way and the best was yet to come. “Oh, fuck, yeah! ASS! This is what I’ve needed all day LONG! Your ass and my dick are going to have a great time together, Bill,” Phil said and chuckled. He had no sooner finished his words than he began pulling out but only to the point of his head being inside me. Then, WHAM! Back inside he went and faster than the speed of light. I was jolted. Never, but never had a man hit my ass like that. Yes, sharp but quick shot of pain raced through me. WHAM! Another jolt. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! If this was just a warm up, I now began to wonder what the finale would be like. Soreness spread throughout my gut as this thick dick repeatedly spread open wide my intestine in less than a nanosecond. My prostate began feeling as if it had been turned into a punching bag. Stars raged in front of me. Screams of exotic agony welled up in my throat cut off by my own deeper determination to withstand this onslaught of delightful agonizing pain coursing throughout my entire body ending in my brain where the sounds remain muted but heard within. I was entering a euphoric haze and loving it. Phil began to hammer my ass true to his word. He most definitely enjoyed hard deep fucking and wasn’t afraid of giving it to me. I was just as adamant that I was going to take whatever kind of fucking he dished out. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! He continued to fuck me as I kept making small adjustments in my stance to keep from being knocked off my feet or into the wall. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! The man was relentless in his pursuit of ass to fuck. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! “OH, FUCKING DAMN!” WHAM! And, with that final thrust of his dick fully into my ass, I heard him begin to pant and felt his hands pulling my hips hard into his body putting a death-like grip holding me to him. I felt his cock swell up and spit out round after round of his cum load. I knew his dick was filling me deeply with his cum. I was in pig heaven. I felt his dick slowing in its spitting as it also slowly began deflating. I stayed bent over holding the pipe. Phil leaned over me putting his hands on mine. “Damn, that was good and just what I needed. How you doing?” “I’m okay. Not hurt, so, good to go,” I said. “It’s going to be awhile before I can go again. But, if you’re willing to wait, I can give you another load,” Phil offered. “I have nowhere to be any time soon. You sure this is okay like this here?” I asked. “Real safe. I’ve been using it for years. You know, too bad we don’t have a tv and some porn to watch. That would get me up a lot faster. Seeing guys fucking always is a turn on. You like porn?” Phil asked. Phil wrapped his arms around my chest pulling me upwards but left his dick in my ass. He bent his lips down to my ear and began to lick and nibble on it. “What pervert doesn’t like porn? Yeah, watching some would be hot. Maybe next time we can sneak a tv and DVD player in here for you to watch some while we fuck. Well, that is if you want to fuck me some other time,” I replied. “I’ll fuck you anytime you’ll let me. We’re a match; you know how to take my kind of fucking. You ever do two guys at once? You know, three-way?” Phil almost whispered into my ear as he continued to nibble and lick and now lightly biting my neck. “I’m a pervert for real. I’ve been in three-ways, four-ways, and more ways. I’m a sex addict. I don’t care what man it is or what his dick looks like as long as he will fuck me and shoot his load of cum in my ass. I’m a voyeur and an exhibitionist, too,” I stated. Phil now reached way down and began licking up my neck and behind my ear to the top of it then back down until he slowly pushed his tongue into my ear as far as possible. Oh, damn! That just so turns me on! Phil slowly withdrew his tongue from my ear and whispered, “Well, since we don’t have a tv for porn and you like more than one guy at a time, what if an opportunity came up now to take on a couple more guys? You think you’d be up to that?” I came to my senses and double thought about what Phil had just said. I realized that was why he had separated from me on entering the building. But who were these other guys? I didn’t know them. When and how had he contacted them? Was this a set up after all? I had only seconds to weigh these words. “Well, I suppose the next option is that you’ll tell me we’re being videotaped,” I said. Phil laughed. “Well, no. But maybe if you want to next time we can do that.” “I suppose your question about a couple of more guys was more than just rhetorical. And, that they are on their way here as you were fucking me,” I said. It was Phil’s turn now for a slow response. “Well, yeah, it was more than rhetorical. And, they are already here. They were upstairs and should be outside in the hall waiting for your answer.” This nice-looking hot man had the gall to think he could give me a hard fucking which I would thoroughly enjoy especially since I would get his cum load and that he could invite a couple of guys he knew to join in. I knew he and I had never fucked before so it wasn’t like he knew me. Damn. Three men with one giving an INCREDIBLE fuck. “Well, since you showed me this safe place and gave me one helluva fucking and cum load, and you were at least considerate enough to ask before they actually joined us, how could I turn down two more dicks to ride,” I said with renewed interest and excitement at the prospect. With that, Phil slowly licked my ear again, “You fucking won’t regret it. I promise. If you hold up, you’ll get fucked at least twice by each of us. Just think about another fuck with me. All that hard ass slamming. You really like that, don’t you?” I shook my head yes.

Catching Up It was another Thursday night and Tim and I were walking over to Carlos' building. Tim had been eager to let me know about his dad pozzing up a guy recently, but had stayed quiet about any of his activities. I was curious so I figured if I could get him talking then I could press him on it. "Who'd your dad do?" I asked as soon as we were outside our building. "Some guy he shoots hoops with. The guy just broke up with his boyfriend and dad jumped on him as soon as he found out. I guess dad had been wanting him for a while and they were banging almost every night. Now the guy's got dad's bug forever" Collegeboy said with a chuckle. I laughed quietly and said "Nice job. I guess it went over better than your dad's last experience." "Oh, yeah. The guy was really into it. I heard him begging for it a few nights" Tim replied. We both laughed and I responded "Cool. How about you? Have you gotten your first yet?" There was a several second pause and he finally said "Workin' on number four." "Fuck yeah, that's my boy. Anyone I know?" I asked. Tim looked over at me and smiled "No fuckin' clue. I nailed a guy in the building next door. He's about your age and cheatin on his boyfriend. He was fun, really tight since he mostly tops. He seemed surprised that it happened so fast, I hope he passes it along to a lot of guys" he said. We stopped at the light and he looked around to make sure we were alone. "Did a guy in 19J and then another in 7E" Tim then said. One sounded familiar and it took a minute before I remembered why. "You did the dad in 19J?" I asked. "What?" Tim exclaimed. "No fuckin way. That dude is straight as an arrow. Totally pussy whipped but straight. I did the son. I went to high school with him. He's a year behind me in school and just turned 18. He's been beggin for me to fuck him since my senior year but I wouldn't until he was old enough" he added. "He know how potent you are?" I asked as we started across the intersection. "I tried to tell him but he was so eager to feel my dick in him he wouldn't let me finish a sentence. He thought it was so cool that I wanted to fuck him raw since all of his other tops want it wrapped. I did tell him once my dick was deep inside him and he just said 'I don't care'. Did him five days in a row and then he said he was too sore and needed a break. Did him a few more times and by then he was begging for my poz load. Then he got sick" Tim said, slowing our pace a little. "I should check on his dad and see if he now has something else in common with his son" I replied with a grin. "You didn't. Really? You fucked him?" Tim asked. I nodded and then asked "That leaves 7E. Who's that?" "I caught him checking me out at the store a few times and I finally busted him on it. He thought that since he was older and... uh... 'manlier' that he was gonna fuck me" Collegeboy said. "Manlier? How? It's not like you're flaming or even a little bit femme. You got long hair, but that's it and that doesn't make you a total bottom" I said as I stopped in the middle of the sidewalk. "He thinks you have to be covered in hair to be a top man. I'm smooth, my dad's smooth, my granddad is smooth, we're just more evolved than him I guess" Tim said sarcastically. I cleared my throat and looked at him sternly. "Body hair is cool dude, you prove that. God, you're sexy as fuck. But fur doesn't make you a top. I've fucked a bunch of hairy bottoms" Tim said. We started walking again and were getting close to Carlos' place when he continued, saying "Anyway, we wrestled for position and I had him pinned on his back in under a minute. He was on the wrestling team in high school, but so was I - just twenty years apart. He figured that since I was young, there wasn't a need for rubbers. I bred him that first time in his condo and then he wanted a rematch. It was a repeat. Third time too. He never asked status. Hell, he didn't even have lube. I used spit and shoved, really tore him up each time. The fourth and last time we met, he left the door open and was just sitting on the bed on all fours, waiting for me to fuck him. He knew by then he was my bitch. He just didn't know how much I owned him by then" Tim said, grinning from ear to ear. We were one door down from Carlos' building and I stopped again. "How do you know you tagged him?" I asked. "He told me he was sick and wanted to know if I had covid. I said no and then a couple weeks later he sent me a message, telling me he got tested and it wasn't covid but was HIV positive and I should get tested. He said he hoped he didn't give it to me" College boy said, chuckling. I shook my head, knowing that Tim hadn't told him that he was poz. We walked the extra 50 feet and I pushed the button at Carlos' place. We walked in and just like last time, Carlos was naked except for a different harness and the same black boots. "Glad you could make it. You're a little late" Carlos said, sounding a little upset. "Sorry, we were talking on the way over and it slowed us down" I said apologetically. "Ain't that sweet. Hope it wasn't a lover's quarrel" Carlos said snidely as we headed down to the basement. In the open area next to the bed was a fuck bench with Juan firmly attached. His wrists and ankles had heavy leather cuffs on which were connected to the padded horse. His ass was on display as we walked in and hung off the back, his head was off the front and had the bit that Carlos had used on Tim the last time in his mouth and attached to the back of his head. When I got closer, there was a long red mark across Juan's back with blood seeping out of the broken skin and two smaller fresh marks. "Uh... What happened here?" I asked. Carlos looked back at me with the most evil of grins. "One needs to obey their master, otherwise there is punishment. Do you know how fast the end of a whip can get up to?" he asked coldly. I decided not to push for more info and just approached Juan. The instant that my hand touched his ass Juan jumped, obviously still on edge from his earlier treatment. My finger slid along the crevice and it felt quite wet. I brought my finger to my nose, sniffing and licking my fingertip before turning to Carlos. "Did you whore him out before I got here?" I asked. He shook his head before saying "You don't remember what my cum smells and tastes like? You got filled with a few loads of it as I recall." I chuckled and replied "It was neg back then, before I charged you up." Before he could respond, I said "Nice of you to lube him up for me. Too bad most of it will end up on the floor before long. I'll be sure to replace it with something much more effective in changing Juan's status" I said. "Well, then, get to it. I'm getting impatient" was his reply. Tim had stayed quiet and that was probably a smart move on his part. My cock was partially stiff just looking at Juan's ass and while I stroked it to full rigidity, Carlos was moving Tim to the foot of the bed. "Bend over and brace yourself on the footboard" Carlos barked at Tim as my cock drove into Juan's cummy hole. Juan may have been lubed with his master's cum, but I drove in hard with one continuous stroke just to make it sting. He yelled out around the bit that was keeping his mouth partially open. I pulled back slowly and shoved in twice as fast the second time and he writhed in his bonds. It felt good, though. The cum, the tight cocksleeve, the movement around my cock as he hopelessly wiggled trying to escape another fucking - they all enhanced the fuck and added to my pleasure. I had never considered myself sadistic before, but my fucks with Juan always leaned that way. I used him as rough as I wanted, or more accurately, as Carlos wanted. He didn't want to be poz but that was a destiny chosen for him and I was just the delivery guy. A half dozen strokes later and I was pounding his doomed hole. The bench was nice and heavy and didn't move across the floor as I thrust in until my hips smacked his ass. I looked down and saw a padlock holding each ankle to the horse. A further look saw another pair of locks holding his wrists to the front legs of the horse. "Locks, Carlos? Do you think he's going to run away?" I asked, watching him drill into Tim's ass. "Not him. You. I choose how you fuck my property. After you untied him the last two weeks, I want to make sure he gets bred like I want him to" Carlos replied sternly while pounding Collegeboy. I obviously wasn't going to be dragging Juan anywhere else today and this was our sole position to fuck. At least he didn't bind MY hands to prevent me from moving Juan this time. I had a few options and I made use of them to get my cock digging into Juan's well used hole. I put my left foot up on the padded ledge that Juan's lower leg was resting on and plowed into the right side of his chute. Minutes later, I was back with both feet on the floor. I reached up and dragged my finger along the freshly broken skin on his back, collecting the undried blood on my fingertip and making Juan scream loudly. Both Carlos and Tim looked over to see what I did and they had completely opposite expressions on their face. Tim's was horror and Carlos was pleasure. I ignored Juan's protests and drilled harder. My hands gripped his shoulders, allowing me to slam harder into him. Without warning. I stopped and pulled my cock out of his battered hole. I let go of him and then reached under to feel his cock. It was still caged and limp. I squeezed his balls against the cage and got him to cry out again. "Remember the last few times, Juan. You need to beg for what you need" I said as I released his balls. My cock was now resting on his hole and I gave him another few seconds. Juan grunted "Poz me, SIR" around the bit in his mouth and I was happy that he now understood his future. I slammed in as hard as I could. The horse moved a couple inches but I didn't care. Pulling back, I heard him say quieter "Please poz me" and maybe a sob or two afterwards. My cock slammed in again and he cried out "YES!" I began to pump my cock in and out, taking myself to the edge and just as I was about to shoot, I heard Carlos growl over my shoulder. Tim must have gotten bred again and now it was my turn to inseminate Juan and hopefully give him the load he needed. Two more thrusts and my cock started to spew it's special brew. I kept fucking as each rope of cum shot out until I slammed in and let the last couple spurts fill him deep. Juan was moaning "Oh fuck" over and over and I wondered if he knew this might be the one that does it. Once my cock started to soften, I pulled it out and looked around the room for a plug. I heard a loud slap and realized Carlos had just hit Tim's ass. "Your turn, boy. Three good fucks earned you a reward" Carlos said to Tim. It was only a couple seconds later and Collegeboy was pushing me out of the way and his hard cock was heading right into Juan's battered hole. Juan let out a yelp as Tim drove all of his cock into Juan's cum filled chute. Tim slapped each butt cheek, right then left and began to pummel Juan's ass. I watched Carlos' cum drip off of Tim's balls and create a puddle next to the one below Juan's ass on the cold concrete floor. Collegeboy was holding on to Juan's shoulders, near his neck, using them for leverage to drive into Juan's hole. "Come on, poz boy. Take that dick like a good slut" Tim yelled out. Juan whimpered and I figured that wouldn't be the last time someone called him "poz boy." I stepped back and watched Collegeboy fuck Juan, noticing how good of a top he was. He had confidence and mixed up his strokes to keep the fuck interesting. As much as he wanted to breed right away, he kept drilling him and only slowing down to avert a premature shot. Carlos came close and whispered in my ear "He really toxic? He's so young." "Almost 19 and he's already pozzed a few guys. He might be even more toxic than me since he's never been on meds" I replied. We watched him fuck for a few more minutes and then I noticed his thrusts start to get erratic. I heard Juan scream out from behind the bit in his mouth "Poz Me SIR!" There wasn't a bit of hesitation in his voice this time and it seemed to urge Tim on. He growled as he thrust in, his body shaking in an intense orgasm. I saw Tim had both hands wrapped around Juan's throat as his hip bucked and his cock fired off his viral cum. "Take my fuckin charged seed you poz pig. Welcome to the club" Tim growled out. I thought it was curious that Tim was already talking in past tense, but it was hot watching him verbally breed Juan. "Nice" Carlos said as he tossed me a towel. I wiped the sweat off my body and then cum and ass juice off my dick. Collegeboy pulled out of Juan and stepped away. Carlos roughly inserted a steel plug in Juan's ass before slapping his back over the most recent wound. I tossed the dirty towel to Tim who found a clean section on it and used that to wipe his cock off. Not much more was said as we headed upstairs, leaving Juan locked to the horse. Tim and I dressed and Carlos said "That was a good fuck. I hope he's close." I nodded back and Tim said "He probably is. He's got a sweet ass, I hope I get to fuck him some more." We walked back to our building quietly, unlike our walk over to Carlos' place. With about a block to go, I asked "Why did you call him poz boy? He hasn't converted yet." "I think he's starting. His glands were hard as fuck which is how I started and how Cole in 19J was. The rash came next along with the night sweats" Tim replied. Walking into the building, we said 'Hi' to the doorman and then got into the elevator. We got to my floor and as I started to walk off Tim said "I hope we get to tag team another guy some time. That was fun." I nodded and said "Yeah, it was. Night."

definitely. I'm the ultimate gloryhole pig. when the counselor at the clinic grilled me for the names of my sex partners, I had to tell her, "ma'am, I have no idea"

SeeBefore I knew it a year had gone by. We buried my wife settled her estate. It turned out to be more sizable than I knew. Turns out she was a trust fund baby which I knew. But what I didn't know was how big the trust fund was. I was left with the ability to live modestly without ever having to work again. My younger son never came back home. He couldn't stand to be around family, his brother and i, without getting really depressed. He stayed with my in-laws. We had a good relationship but he wouldn't live with me anymore. He decided to go to England to private school and the grandparents foot the bill. My older son went off to college. The last couple of weeks my older son and I spent together before he went off to college we slept in the same bed every night. We made love most every night. I came to really enjoy my own son's beautiful body. Leaving my seed in him. Taking his seed into me. His first night in his dorm room his roommate hadn't showed up, so I stayed that night and christened his dorm room. I fucked him in his bed then we flipped and he fucked me in his roommate's bed. The next day his roommate showed up. He was a hot Hispanic boy. Nice brown skin, jet black hair. Totally white smile. Awesome personality. And fit as fuck. The two of them hit off right away. I was glad to see that. I was hoping they would get to have the kind of roommate relationship where they would satisfy each other. I took them both to dinner that night and as we were getting ready to go the roommate stripped off his shirt to put on a clean one. There over his left peck was a nice simple black, jet black biohazard tattoo. My cock immediately got hard and my son gave me a side long look. The roommate's name was Mario. when Mario stepped out to hit the john before we left my son and I talked about how hot he was and how hot it is that he has to biohazard tat. We were both hard and dripping by this time . We both wanted a piece of Mario. Mario came back and we headed out the door. I would swear he was checking out our crotches as we left. We had a great dinner together. Mario is a great guy and he and my son got along really well. As a matter of fact there seem to be quite a spark there. I couldn't stay another night so I dropped them off at the dorm. when I left them in front of the building I had little doubt that they would be sucking and fucking before the night was done. My son had gone back on prep so that meant there would be some bareback fun happening in the dorm tonight. I got back home and fell into a routine. I had built a new house out on the lake. It was a sleek modern house with a deck that went out into the water. I loved sitting out on the deck at night sometimes sleeping under the stars. I hadn't thought again about bug chasing. Life had been too strange. But now alone in the house the thought of it popped back up. I thought about my son and Mario fucking. I thought about Mario's poz seed filling up my son's body. I fantasized about my son throwing away his prep and letting Mario infect his hole. Letting Mario give him his virus. I had, oddly enough returned to church work. It's what I knew. it was familiar. And I was good at it. My sex life stayed pretty much in the closet for a while. I wasn't going to the porno stores very much. Even then I was just mostly sucking dick. I had not been back to the park where I first got poz fucked. But that desire started growing in me again. Mario and my son came home for Thanksgiving. By then it was obvious they were a couple. The last morning they were there, when they were scheduled to leave, I came down to make breakfast early. Mario was in the kitchen already making coffee. He was wearing some tight shorts and no shirt. His ass was perfectly round and looked hard and utterly edible. I the stood in the doorway and watched him. The way he moved was graceful and masculine. He said good morning and I good morninged back. He turn around to face me and we chatted for a couple of minutes as we chatted he came closer to me. I reached up and touched the biohazard tattoo. I told him it was hot. That I found poz guys to be a total turn on. I asked him how long he had been HIV positive. He told me his story. He was 16 and had just started experimenting. He went to a local cruise spot and started sucking cock. Soon things got out of hand and three guys dragged him off into the woods. By the time they were done he had three loads of his ass and two down his throat. He got sick a couple weeks later and about a year later had tested; he was positive. He said for a while he was really angry and would go around to the cruise spots and fuck unsuspecting guys. He got off on giving them the virus. Especially the married guys. He would seduce other boys and make them positive. He had a boyfriend for a while and that calmed him down. He was only slutty when he was single. He also told me he really loved my son and was committed to him. That he wasn't fucking around anymore. I asked Mario if he was planning on converting my son. If he planned on giving my son HIV and aids. Mario blushed and said that my son had been begging him to go off his meds. My son had thrown away his prep. He wanted to be fully connected to Mario that included carrying his virus. By now my cock was full hard. It was obvious. Mario was hard too. I reached down and grabbed the outline of his cock. And told him it was too bad he wasn't fucking around. Because I would love to leave my seed in his ass. I'd love to have him leave his seed in my ass. Mario glanced back down the hallway where my son's room was. Without a word he spun me around and pushed me up against the counter. With one hand he pushed my head down and bent me over. With the other hand he started stripping down my shorts. The next thing I knew his tongue was buried up in my hole. I was moaning like a whore. I couldn't believe this hot guy was about to fuck me. This hot poz guy was about to load my hole. My son' s boyfriend was gonna breed me. "Wait," I said to him."I thought you weren't going to fuck around on my son. I thought you were monogamous." He stopped tonguing my hole long enough to tell me that it was all in the family. That my son had told him all about our sexual adventures. That he thought it was so hot that my son and I fucked each other. And that he wanted to be a part of that. He went right back to eating my ass. I couldn't believe how good his tongue felt flicking around my hole. Pushing up into my body. Getting me wet and slick with this spit. I pushed back onto him. Grinding my ass against his face. I reached back and held his head in place, helping him push his tongue further up into me. Prepping my hole. Loosening it for his cock. I started moaning and begging for him to fuck me. "Fuck me mario. Fuck me now. Slide that cock up into me. Give me that seed. Give me that seed that's been in my son. Make us all a family. Give me your AIDS babies." Mario kissed his way up my back and as he reached my neck I felt the tip of his cock slide up between my ass cheeks. His aim was perfect. His cock hit my hole and started pushing in. I pushed out against him. That cock parted my hole so smoothly. I moaned loud and he clamped his hand over my mouth. "Shut up" he whispered,"this one is just between you and me. Keep quiet." I pushed back against him harder. The length of his cock slid up in me. I felt his balls against my ass cheeks. I started moving my hips in rhythm. Moaning. Begging him to breed me. He started pulling all the way out pushing back in, all the way out pushing back in. Pounding my hole really hard. His breathing got ragged. We both knew he wouldn't last long. My cock was rock hard and every time he pounded his cock deep into my hole my cock throbbed. Pre cum was gushing out of the tip. Mario was moaning. "fuck. fuck. Fuck. Feels so good. Just like your son." He picked up the pace. He was pounding my ass hard with long strokes. Fast strokes. It didn't take long before my gut knotted up. I started having that beautiful internal orgasm that guys have when they're getting fucked. My prostate spasmed, my cock spasmed. I began shooting rope after rope of cum onto the front of the counter. Moaning loud like a whore. Mario put his hand over my mouth again and told me to shut up. And as he did he pushed deep into my hole and held it there panting moaning to himself. I felt his cock expanding pulsing. I felt him shooting his cum deep into my body. I felt him unloading his toxic seed deep into my body. We stayed locked like that for a couple of minutes. Then his cock softened and slid out of my hole. I clinched up really fast to hold all his seed inside me. I turned around went to my knees. Cleaned up his dick. His cum was sweet. I stood back up and we kissed. A Long deep kiss. Nothing more was said between us. He pulled up his shorts and grabbed a couple of cups of coffee for he and my son. I just stood there and slowly reached down pulled my shorts back up. I turned around and licked my own come from the front of the counters. I stood and took a deep breath. My whole felt slick. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I grabbed my own cup of coffee and went back to my bedroom. I was still horny as fuck. I laid back on my bed and fingered my hole. I licked his cum off my fingers. And jerked myself slowly. I climaxed again. Shooting a ton of jizz all over my abdomen. I had not come like that in years. I dozed off for a few minutes. Next thing I knew my son was knocking on my bedroom door. "Hey Dad," he said "it's late. We've got to head out to get back to campus on time." I jumped out of bed threw on my shorts and t-shirt. I hugged my son. I apologized for not having breakfast for them. My son smiled at me a weird kind of knowing smile. "I understand dad" he said. "We'll get breakfast on the way." We walked out to the car together. Mario was there waiting. I hugged my son and gave him a kiss. A real kiss. Since Mario knew about us I didn't figure it would be a problem. My son got into the car. I walked around and gave Mario a hug and told him I look forward to christmas. Mario hugged me back. He leaned in and whispered, "I went off my meds two weeks ago. I could be toxic now." He stepped back and winked at me, "Christmas will definitely be a lot of fun." He smiled and jumped in the car. They drove off. And I went in the house, put on some running clothes, and headed off to the cruise park.

Chapter Thirteen Logan woke up to a hand over his mouth. His eyes got wide and he started to scream when Jack held a finger up, “Shut. Up.” He instantly calmed down as he realized hit was his brother. “You're going to stand up, quietly. And march into my room. You got that?” He nodded. “One peep and you're going to wake your friends up, and if you do that you're going to be the only one who regrets it.” He slowly lifted his hand and Logan whispered, “What's going on?” Jack just pointed to the door. The young jock knew better than to argue with his older brother, he just got up and walked out into the hall. Once Jack had closed the door behind him he asked, “What's going on?” Jack pushed him into his bedroom as way of an answer. I was sitting on Jack's bed, waiting. “You owe someone an apology,” Jack said. Logan looked at him for a moment and then to me, “Sorry Ev.” “Not even close to good enough,” Jack insisted. “What do you want me to say?” he asked his older brother. Jack pushed him towards me, “Make it up to him.” Logan stumbled closer to me, his eyes wide with apprehension. “Get down on your knees,” Jack ordered. I would have felt sorry for the guy if his cock wasn't fucking rock hard in his soccer shorts. He knelt down in front of me, looking up at me with those wide eyes. “Now try it again,” Jack said. “I'm sorry Everett,” his voice was low and had a little pout in it, “Please forgive me.” “How are you going to make it up to him?” Logan looked down at my cock, it was still soft but chubbing up some. He gulped and asked “Can I please suck your cock?” The way his voice cracked turned me on and I just nodded as my cock began to lengthen. He leaned in and took hold of it, his eyes glued to it as he licked up the shaft and to the head. He closed his eyes like he was french kissing it for a moment before shoving it into his mouth. I felt his tongue swirl around me and I left out a small moan in appreciation. The sound must have been a cue because he stopped just playing with it and started to service me seriously. I fell back onto Jack's bed as his little brother traced his tongue over the entire length of my cock. I looked up and say Jack looking down smiling at me, and I felt my mind start to fuzz up. I was getting turned on. Logan was good at this, I mean surprisingly good. I wondered how many cocks he had sucked before and who they had belonged to. Once my member was slathered in his spit he moved to my balls and under them. He sucked one into his mouth and rolled it around, making me call out in pleasure. Again my noises seemed to egg him on as he took the other one in his mouth and made me start to really lose it. He moved down to my taint and I spread my legs willingly, I was too far gone to care what was happening anymore. Which was when his tongue stopped and I heard Logan gasp. I sat up and saw his shorts were off now and Jack was behind him, rimming his ass. I sat there stunned as I watched Jack tongue his little brother's jock ass for all it was worth. Logan's eyes were closed and he was pressing back even as he said, “Come on Jack...please don't....” But I knew better than most, when Jack wanted something he got it. Instead of answering he smacked his brother's ass and spread his legs father apart, making Logan's face fall into my groin. This was fucking weird and super erotic at the same time. I lifted his head up and pulled it towards my meat, his mouth opened and accepted it willingly as he went back to serving me. I could tell when Jack hit his spot because he would gasp around my dick and shudder a little every time. When Jack came up for air he shoved a finger up the spit soaked hole and leaned in close to his little brother's ear. “Come on Logan, work that cock. Show me how much you are obsessed with Ev's cock.” Logan groaned as he worked up and down my cock faster, Jack looked up at me and winked as he shoved a second finger into him. Again he groaned around my cock which made me call out as the vibrations felt amazing. This went on for a few minutes, Logan blowing me, Jack finger fucking him, both of us in a state of horniness that was building faster and faster. Finally Jack had three fingers into his little jock brother and Logan was slapping his ass back as hard as he could, riding those fingers. Finally Jack pulled his hand out and slapped his brother's pert ass, “Ok, get up.” My cock popped out of Logan's mouth, his cheeks were red and his cock was leaking as he stood up. Jack grabbed a little brown bottle off his nightstand and shoved it under his little brother's nose, “Breathe in.” Logan looked like he was going to struggle but Jack grabbed the back his his head and held him to the bottle. “Jack no...” his brother protested but Jack held the bottle to his nose and kept his mouth closed this his thumb. Logan had no choice than to take a deep hit in one nostril. He continued to fight with Jack until it took hold and he slumped into his brother's arms. “Take another hit,” he said and this time Logan willingly inhaled. Jack put the bottle down and them moved his brother over towards me. “What are we doing?” Jack moved his brother over my lap, “Teaching him a lesson, grab your cock.” I took hold of my cock and it wasn't until Logan's ass touched the head did I realize what he was doing. “Wait are you...” I began to say. Then Jack pushed Logan down onto my cock. The younger jock was so out of it he just mumbled something as my head forced it's way into his tight hole. He seemed confused for a moment until my cock breached his ass and he let out a loud moan and slowly began to sink down my shaft. He was like a ragdoll, I held him upright as I felt inch after inch shove it's way into the high schooler's tight hole. He was babbling something but as I impaled him, his head thrashed from side to side and I heard, “noo.....” as the walls of his ass fluttered around my cock. Jack spread his legs over mine and he sank even further, a whimper escaped his mouth as he took the last two inches of my cock. His ass was so tight, hours and hours of soccer practice, squats, and probably being straight had made him so fucking tight it was amazing. His ass spasmed as he sat there, trying to accommodate my cock, which was as thick a a fucking beer can. He laid back against my chest as he slowly started to come to, his ass had not stopped quivering for a second. Jack slapped his little brother's cheek lightly, “Wakey wakey.” Logan's head dipped as he slowly started to come back to reality. “Wha...nononono...” he called out as his ass tightened up, “FUCK....” he screamed as he felt nearly ten inches of cock throb in his hole. “You like getting people high and fucking them?” Jack mocked. “Jack please....please....oh god...please...” “You think it's funny to just shove your cock into people?” “He liked it!” Logan cried, as he tried to pull himself off of my dick and failed, sliding back down it, “SSHIIITTT!!” “Well when we're done,” Jack said grabbing the bottle again, “So will you.” He held his little brother's mouth shut and plugged a nostril and watched as Logan inhaled empty once and then again. “Oh...please...of...” and then his voice trailed off to mumbles. Jack looked me in the eyes. “Fuck this cunt.” I pulled Logan up a few inches and again he half moaned and protested and then pushed him back down causing him to moan deeply. I waited a second and then repeated it, this time with less complaining. “Jesus Christ you're such a pussy,” Jack said taking my hands off of his brother's hips and taking hold of them himself. He pulled Logan halfway off my cock and then slammed him down hard. Logan's eyes flew open and his mouth opened for a silent scream that didn't come. His ass rippled around my dick as his ass muscles screamed. Jack didn't wait to give him any time to adjust, he pulled him back up and did it again and again and again. Each time Logan made a squeaking noise and his ass went nuts trying to clamp down on my dick. It felt amazing and at the speed Jack was shoving him down on me I wasn't going to last long. “S-slow down...” I warned and Jack let Logan go. The high school jock sank down my cock slowly, Logan moaning the whole time. “Dude maybe..” I began to say and then felt something... Logan trying to pull himself up off my cock. Jack just smiled at me as he watched his little brother try to fuck himself on my cock. His ass wasn't clenching any more and I had to assume my cock had just destroyed it completely. Logan was too out of it at the moment but he was moving his ass back and forth, trying to fuck himself as best he could. I grabbed his hips again and whispered in his ear, “You like this Logan?” and thrust my cock up. He grunted and then whimpered as I went up and down. “Come on Logan, you want more?” I pumped him again and another whimper and then a low, “ffuuuccc.....” “You want this Logan?” I did it again and again and again. Jack held his hand for me to stop after the fifth one so I did, and saw Logan move his legs around mine and shove himself back onto my dick. Jack leaned in, “You want that cock?” Logan nodded but refused to say anything. “Come on Logan...you want Ev to fuck you?” No comment, but his ass was still grinding against me. “Ok Everett, pull out. Guess he is straight.” I started to pull him off and his hands gripped mine, “Wait...” “Say it,” Jack ordered. Logan said nothing. Jack slammed him back down onto mu dick, “Say it!” Logan hissed a mournful, “Yeess.....” Jack grabbed his chin and forced him to look at him, “Admit it.” “Yes...please...” “Please what?” Jack asked. “Please fuck me...” I got right next to the cocky jock's ear and whispered, “Hold on.” I shoved my hips up, driving all ten inches of thick, fucking cock into him and he cried out in ecstasy. His hands braced themselves on my thighs as he steadied himself from my anal assault over and over again. His head was thrown back and he was crying out, “Fuck me, fuck me....fuck Everett.....fuck me....” I told you my cock had that effect on people. He was pushing back onto me, trying to drive even more of my horse cock into his stomach at this point. His meaty cock was flapping free, precum flying everywhere as he rode his first cock to an orgasm. I grabbed a chunk of hair and pulled his head back, “You like that? You like that cock?” “Fuck Ev, fuck...you're so....fuckkkk.....” “Feel that? That's a real cock, doesn't matter who fucks you now, all you'll crave is my cock. My fucking bull cock splitting you apart.” “Fuck..fuck....please Ev....wreck me...” “You got a pussy Logan? You got a little high school pussy?” “Fuck me, fuck my pussy...please Ev...please...” “You gonna crave this dick, dream about it. You're gonna be in the showering fingering your hole crying for this cock. Aren't you?” “Fuck yeah, fuck me...oh god Ev...your cock....” “You gonna have my babies Logan? You want me to shoot into you jock pussy?” “Breed me Ev...please....I need to be bred....” He could have been begging me to stop and I wouldn't have cared, I was too far gone and I need to blow a load into his little soccer jock so he would walk with a limp for the next week. I wanted this kid to get a doctor's note from school because I fucked him so hard. I wanted this brat to call me up in the middle of the night, and beg me to come over to fuck him, to breed him, to destroy his little hole with all the force my cock can bring. I grabbed his arms and pulled them back, and shoved into him as hard as I could, jackhammering up into him, trying to rearrange his guts. He was just squealing now, a sound I knew well from when I made it and knew he was about to blow. “Take my fucking load,” I roared and began to shoot into him. “oh, oh, oh...I can feel it I can feeel your cock....oh god it's warmm.....” His cock began to shoot everywhere, his ass clamping down on my dick as he came. Cum flew all over the place, on Jack, in the carpet on his two friends standing in the doorway jerking off to him getting fucked. He started to cum harder realizing they had been watching, a moan of shame escaped his lips as he fell of my cock and onto the floor. Jack and them huddled around them, “Look up,” Jack ordered as he stroked his cock, “Look up at us.” Logan looked up and saw the three cocks being stroked above his head. “Close,” one of the guys said. “Same...” another cried out. “Here it comes...” Jack said, his hand a blur. Logan, on his knees, my cum dripping out his ass, opened his mouth and closed his eyes as his friend and older brother shot their loads all over him. He moaned as the warm splashes fell onto his face, his tongue, everywhere. We had just witnessed the birth of a jock pussy in all it's glory.

Chapter 4: Share your toys After finally finishing up in the shower and washing off the mix of sweat, spit, piss, cum, and lube off of each of us, We agreed to move back to my room. Jason was able to walk on his own, but after all of the crystal my boys had fucked into me, and getting fully gaped my Matt's monster cock (as well as both boy's hands), my legs were like rubber and I was stumbling, so Matt wrapped his arm around me to pull me close to his heavily tattoo'ed, tall muscular frame; helping me walk to my bed. As Jason walked in first, he flopped onto my bed and Matt taunted him playfully, “UMMMM, you aren't supposed to be naked in daddy's bed, you are gonna get in trouble!” Jason replied, “I Hope I get a spanking” as the both let out naughty chuckles. Matt released his grip around me and helped me crawl into bed, climbing up Jason's ripped body, kissing and licking my way across his muscular thighs first towards his rapidly hardening cock. I worked my way towards the tip, and pulled back his foreskin to allow my tongue to run around his pricing and tease his piss slit while I used one of my hands to massage his balls. Not content to be left out, Matt had positioned himself beside me hand pulled me ass cheeks open before diving face first into my crevice and began to lick and suck at my battered hole. He reached a hand forward to grab my balls, grasping both nuts firmly in his large hands before frightening his grip and giving a quick firm tug. The sensation of this causing my hole to twitch, trying futilely to close, but making it much easier to reward his continued oral attentions with the full rosebud he was after. As I pushed my prolapse out into his hungrily sucking mouth, he began moaning lustfully and pushing his face into my ass with enough force that I let Jason's cock slip from my mouth as Matt continued to push my loudly moaning self up his sweaty older brother's frame. By the time I was face to face with Jason, he wrapped his arms around me to keep me from moving further as he began kissing me deeply. His rock hard cock grinding between our sweaty bodies as Matt continued to lick and suck the folds of the prolapse he had created. Jason's moaning soon picked up as well when Matt slid his hand back into his older brothers hole. The attention on his fuckhole caused Jason's grip to loosen enough that Matt was able to push me forward enough to position his older brother's poz cock against my hole. Realizing his intentions, I pushed back and my ass eagerly swallowed his cock as Matt brother continued to Jason's his hole. Matt's tongue dancing along his older brother's shaft as it slid in and out of my mancunt. Soon Jason began to try to buck his hips against his brothers wrist while his toxic cock began to thrust harder into my stretched hole. Within a few thrusts we are all in a good rhythm and it isn't long before the pounding on his prostate causes Jason to yell out, “FUCK YEAH! Take my load Dad! TAKE... MY... VENOM!” he yelled, punctuating each volley of cum into my ass with another obscenity before his body stopped shaking under me and he breathed heavily in post orgasmic relief. During Jason's last orgasm, Matt had removed his hand from his brothers stretched out ass and stood up to enjoy the view. As Jason and I laid there, limbs fully entwined and slowly kissing, he let out a short cough and said “Let's re-up Bro” before stepping out into the hall to get his supplies. He returned shortly later holding his black hand bag in one hand, and the largest of my double headed dildos in the other. The toy in his hands was given to me as a “gag gift” and I had never used it. 22 inches long and 8.5 around... Not sure what kind of cock it was designed to imitate, but it definitely wasn't human shaped. “Damn Jason! Look at the kinds of Toys Dad has been holding out on us... and after always making us share our toys...” he said with a sadistic tone before SLAP He brought his open hand down against my ass cheek and I let out a little moan, pushing my ass back slightly in approval, but not moving enough to cause his older brothers cock to slide from my hole. SLAP, SLAP the sound echoed in the room as he took more swings, these two much more forcefully, clearly leaving hand prints with each strike “And here you are riding your sons cock like a faggot whore!” SLAP “Taking your boys dirty loads!” SLAP “and taking our chempiss” SLAP “and being a junkie slut just (SLAP) LIKE (SLAP) US!!!” SLAP My ass was on fire. The last swing had been right against where his brother's cock was still anchored in me by his heavy piercing, but the force of Matt's blow caused Jason's dick to pop out, leaving a stream of his poz cum trickling from my ass. Jason yelled out at his brother, “Fuck dude!” before Matt replied, “Now that I have your attention, Ski Time” he said as he began producing loaded rigs from his bag. Jason slid out from under me an joined his brother as they proceeded to tie off and slam each other. Each coughing as their waves hit them. They turned and looked at my hungrily. Jason was the first climbing back to bed next to me, grabbing and holding my head in one hand to resume tongue dueling me while holding my leg up to give his little brother better access to my hole. I soon felt Matt's hand against my slick, gaping hole, his fingers entering with little resistance, but I still felt scratching, only to realize he was fingering more shards against the lining of my hole as my vision blurred and I began breathing very heavily, fighting the urge, but still letting out the occasional cough as he worked more and more into my hole before slipping out his hand. I could only let out a few grunts of protest as I pushed my ass back towards nothing, all I could think of was the empty feeling he had left, before I felt his attentions return to my hungry rosebud This time though, instead of his mouth, hands, or dick, Matt began to press the monster double header against my stretched hole. The cold rubber causing me to pull back slightly, but he patiently slid it in while carefully lubing it to ease it's entry. By the time it was about halfway in, I was feeling amazing, By now I was again on my back and fighting off continuing waves of near orgasm causing me to helplessly quiver between my two naked sons. I felt the pushing on the double header resume slightly, but when I looked down, I saw that now Matt was on his back like me, legs in the air as he pushed himself down on the other side of the monstrous rubber cock Between the slam he had just done and the amount he and his brother spent with their hands in each other, he was taking his half easier than I did, and in very little time he had pushed himself towards me to the point that our torn up ass lips were brushing against each other as we straddled the giant double header. Matt was clearly loving having his hole filled as his mammoth cock stood rock hard, pouring his diseased precum like a faucet. As Matt and I locked hands to continue pulling against each other, Jason stepped over us pointed his dick down before he began to let lose a stream of piss over both of us. His hot nectar splashing us both as he moved his aim back and forth across us before finishing his stream aiming at where our chemwhore holes were dueling over the double header before positioning himself over his brothers monster schlong and slowly lowering himself down, impaling himself on Matt's tree trunk. As Jason's ass reached the base of Matt's cock, Matt began using his ass muscles to push the double header out of his hole and deeper into mine. After a few inches though, he relaxes and allows me to push it back into him. We continue slowly pushing the 22 inches of rubber back and forth as Jason continues to grind down against his stretched ass pussy around his brothers toxic fuck stick, all while seductively gyrating his muscular body in front of me. I run my hands across he sweaty, perfectly defined pecs and begin to play with his nipples. They stand up eagerly as I gently pinch them and he moans in delight. The pressure in my hole too much though, and I soon find my shriveled party dick is unleashing a few sprays of my hot acrid piss, which Jason aimed at his dick which he was now jerking furiously. Apparently it was having similar effects on Matt, as he soon exclaimed, “Take my chempiss you dirty whore” before unloading his bladder in his older brothers stretched out hole.

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.

If you ever holiday here in London UK, let me know your hotel room and i'd happily give you a load or two as well.

Chapter Seven My dreams were insane. I kept having these images, these moments... Like I was being fucked by Blackthorn, me on the edge of his bed screaming for more. A flash of Jack hammering me in the shower, I had a memory of looking down at my hard cock as I came against the shower wall. So many flashes, it was just weird. I came to and I was in bed, it was dark, and I was so fucking warm. I was bundled in a huge comforter and someone was spooning me from behind. I just laid there in bliss for a moment, those few moments before you come to and there is nothing wrong in the world. As I woke up more I could tell I was dying of thirst and it was a guy behind me from the way his hard cock was jutting between my ass cheeks. I could feel myself still a little loopy, still fuzzy but more happy than horny. I needed water badly and I could feel the start of a headache, but it felt so safe where I was I didn't move. I snuggled in deeper, just wanting to stay here forever and whoever it was stirred slightly. His cock slid up my crack and I felt my whole body shudder for a moment. What the fuck? Why was I reacting so gay? I tried to move away from it but the guy's grip around me tightened and pulled me close, his dick was nestled between the muscle of my asscheeks perfectly. One more move of my part and I heard Jack's voice, “Shhh, it's ok bud.” Knowing it was Jack behind me changed things and I relaxed, “Where are we?” “You passed out, we're in Blackthorn's spare bedroom.” I passed out? A flash of memories went through my brain but none of them made sense. “Yeah I was tired...” I said, trying to cover. He moved in tighter, his breath at my ear, “How ya feeling big guy?” His voice made my body tingle. One arm slipped down and gripped my waist, the other was around my chest pulling me close, “You feeling good?” His tongue slipped around the edge of my ear and my ass instinctively backed up towards him. “Hmmm....”I moaned, for the moment not caring he was licking my ear. I wasn't as fuzzy as I normally was but I was feeling no pain that was for sure. “You were having fun earlier,” he whispered, sliding his cock the entire length of my ass. Another flash of images and my ass spasmed all by itself. “You wanna go again?” “What?” I asked, now starting to feel weird about him being so close. “You my jock pussy?” The words sparked something in my mind and all of a sudden I remembered him fucking me, and me...asking for it. My ass relaxed again and I felt myself push back just barely. “Yeah, you remember, you wanna give me your pussy Ev?” The impulse to scream for him to get off of me was beaten down by the tingle in my body as I pushed back on him for real. “Come on bud, you want it?” he was sliding his cock up and down my asscrack now, my hips were moving on their own, very part of my relishing the contact. “You remember begging?” he whispered, pulling his dick back and then sliding it forward, “You remember crying for my cock?” My mind was in shambles as I remembered and felt the shame and horror of what I had done countered by the echoes of pleasure I had felt and my body wanting more...so much more. “Yeah grind that ass,” he whispered again, his arm moving down, his hand gripping my now hard cock, “Come on Ev, grind on me.” Every movement I made either pushed my ass against his dick or forced my cock through his fist. He had stopped moving and I was just rocking back and forth, sliding his dick the whole length while his hand jacked me off. Normally I would have been screaming that this was to gay and that I wanted him to stop. But he wasn't doing a thing, this was all me. We were both sweating hard now and he started to pump forwards as I pushed back. His fist loosened and I was desperate to get myself off. The fog began to descend on my mind and I knew I was about to stop caring about what was gay or not. “Yeah you want this,” Jack whispered, his hand letting go of my dick altogether. “Noo....”I whined as I pushed back, “Please Jack...get me off.” “Come on Ev, push back, show me how bad you want it.” I wanted it bad, so fucking bad. My ass kept sliding up and down and Jack was moving his own dick in the opposite way. I stopped paying attention and just slid my ass back as hard and as fast as I could. Both of his hands gripped my hips now and he was guiding my me back into him. It was stifling hot under the covers now and we were both sweaty and worked up. “You ready stud? You ready to give up your pussy?” “Come on Jack...come on...” I moaned, not sure what I was asking for. He moved my hips slightly and the next time he moved forward the head of his cock pushed into my hole. We both froze as his dick slid a quarter way into my ass. “Jack!” I gasped, my ass automatically relaxing at the intruder. “Shhh....you want this Ev, you need your pussy fucked.” “What?” I asked, more confused than ever, “Dude get your dick out of me!” “You sure?” he asked, sliding into me another inch. My ass clenched down on him as I tried to push him out. “Jack, don't...” but I didn't dare move or I would slide down more on it. “Don't want? Don't stop?” another half inch as I clenched my teeth and tried to held my ass shut. “Jack, this isn't funny man!” “I know, it's not funny Everett, it;s what you want. What you need?” “No I don't....” “Give me your pussy Ev.” His words hit something deep in my mind and my ass relaxed for a moment, another quarter inch of his dick pushed in. “NO!” I protested, clamping down again, “Jaack, I'm not gay...please....” “You need this bitch, you pussy aches for it...” He moved in and nibbled on my neck and I felt my ass slip for a moment as I closed my eyes in pleasure. “Open up for me stud, come on and give me your jock pussy...” He kept nibbling on my neck as I tried to push off of him. He stopped holding my hips and his hands moved up to my chest, and grabbed my nipples. “You like your titties played with?” The shock of his fingers made me gasp and I felt my ass open and another inch slid in. “Yeah Everett, stop fighting. Come on, let me fuck your pussy. Your pussy is so hungry...” I was trying to stop him but he had more than half his dick in my, there was no pushing it out now. “It doesn't hurt does it?” He whispered, as he licked the edge of my ear, “You want this man...you need it.” The shock of the truth did hit me, he was halfway in my ass and it didn't hurt at all. If anything my ass was...liking it? “Relax...” he said softly, “Let it happen...” He pushed in again and I felt the last shreds of my will fading. “If you're good...I'll let daddy come in and fuck you.” Another flash of Blackthorn's cock in me and my ass relaxed. Jack bottomed out in my and I whimpered as I felt his pubes press up against my ass. “Yeah, see...that's where it belongs, you like that cock in your pussy don't you?” “Why..are...you...doing this?” I asked, as he began to jack my still hard cock. “Because I want to give you what you need bud,” he pulled out slightly and I heard myself moan, “What your pussy aches for.” “Not...a...pussy...” I said as he thrust quickly into me. “Oh but it is,” Jack said letting go of my dick and reaching over me to the small table next to the bed. He grabbed his phone and unlocked it, with a few button pushes he pulled up his photos and then videos. “Fuck me...fuck my pussy please...” I heard myself say. I watched as I rode Jack's cock, my hands on his shoulders forced myself down on him. “Fuck my pussy...fill my jock pussy.” “Fuck him harder,” Blackthorn's voice said from off camera and Jack complied. His hips thrust up and the me on the camera threw his head back and cried out, I could feel my own ass react from the memory and Jack began to slowly fuck me as I watched myself be fucked. “This is what you want Everett,” he said, slowing pulling back and then sliding into me with deliberate slowness, “This is what you always needed.” I watched myself get fucked and I felt myself push back onto Jack. “That's it, that's it big guy. Watch and show me what you want.” The video went to the next one and it was me being fucked on my back by Blackthorn. “Fuck me harder daddy, harder!!” “You gonna be a good boy from now on!” he asked. “I'll be a good boy, I'll be a good boy...fuck me, fuck me...”I panted. I pushed back on Jack again. “Yeah watch it Ev, watch what you did last night.” The images with my memories were slowing driving me crazy and I felt my ass relaxing as I rocked back and forth on Jack's cock. “Yeah, that's it. You aren't fucked up now Ev, this is you. This is just you...what do you want?” I heard myself moan and beg to be fucked as I automatically fucked myself on Jack's dick. “What do you want Everett?” My cries echoed in my ears as I remembered screaming them and I pushed harder. “Gay or not Everett, tell me, tell me now what do you want?” I say myself cum all over myself, my mouth greedy to eat my own cum. Jack started to slip dis dick out of me, “Ok I'll stop...” “Fuck me Jack...”I said, ignoring the phone and pushing back onto Jack, “Please...I need to be fucked.” I could practically see Jack's grin in the darkness. He pulled out of me and rolled me over on my back, “Present your pussy to me.” I was confused for a moment but my body responded as my legs spread for him. He gave me a wolf's grin as he moved between them and slid his cock into me, “That's my jock bitch.” I groaned as he entered me and the last of my ego died as I realized, this was what I wanted, what I needed. “Fuck my pussy Jack, fuck my jock pussy hard...” “Since you asked so nicely...” He began slamming into me, and I felt myself just give into it and take it. This was what I wanted, what I needed. More, more and more cock.

I've said it quite recently to someone, but I have better sex now in my 40's than I did in my 20's. Also to echo previous posts, there are definitely guys (of all ages!) out there who will be into guys your age and body type. Just recognise that you aren't everyone's flavour, and similarly to keep an open mind on the different varieties of men out there.

You can't really tell whether a guy wants to suck or get sucked. He may want both or he may be looking to fuck and breed a hole. My strategy is to present myself as a slutty bottom ready for anything. I bring with me a small stool so I can station myself wherever I want and don't have to rely on rocks or logs along the paths. I wear slutty shorts with a hole in the back that shows a bit when I'm sitting on the stool. Next to me on the ground I place a sign that says "Breed my Hole" that guys usually see when they approach me. No need to talk or discuss anything. Sitting on the stool puts my mouth at crotch level which is all I need to say because if the guy going by is a cocksucker, he'll get the message and continue on.

There's a subset of furries who are "plushophiles" and even go so far as to create plush toys with "specially placed holes" (SPH) as masturbation sleeves. There aren't a lot of rules in the fur fandom but yeah I'm the only top fox I know of. But yeah if you're at a con I'm at I'd love to breed your ass. The key is to do it in parts. Get the head first, then the paws, then the top of the suit, then the bottom of the suit. It becomes much more doable and also now you have a modular fursuit so you can swap parts out as they wear.

Will call this fiction. I can't post it on your last load section. Back at the park and ride. Checked in bareback RT for hookups and watching porn. Guy visiting from LA hits me up and asks if there's a place to hook up. I tell him to come to the park and ride. He's a hot Hispanic guy middle-aged. Slim smooth brown skinned nice narrow 7-in cock. hot as fuck. we go back into the woods. We start out he's fingering my ass. I'm hitting the poppers. Then this daddy shows up. Masculine Butch. bald head. Nice looking guy. He and the Hispanic dude play for a while and I watch. I kind of thought I was going to lose out. But the daddy dude did his business and left. He thanked me on the way out for letting him interrupt. Was fucking hot. The hispanic guy sucked his dick and ate his ass. After the daddy left. The hispanic guy and I started playing again. I sucked his cock and he told me to get it wet so he could fuck me. I got it really wet and then bent over. hit the poppers. He worked that 7-in cock up into me and started pounding my hole. He pulled out and asked if I wanted to fuck him. I did but for some reason I couldn't get it up. The thing about this guy is that his profile said he was undetectable. I asked him if he really was undetectable he didn't answer the question. we went back to fucking. His cock sliding in and out of my hole. It was amazing. Loved feeling his cock banging on my prostate. Then he started talking dirty. ask me if I wanted his poz load. I asked if he was undetectable. He kind of sort of answered. But I just decided to take it. I told him to breed me. Cum in me. Poz my hole. And he did. He shoved his cock deep in me and just unloaded his jizz deep in my body. After a minute he pulled out and I clenched up to keep his cum. He was a happy camper I was a happy camper. I stuck two fingers into my hole and pulled out some cum and licked it. told him I like the taste of ass cum He agreed. He went his way and I went mine. Now I have a poz load in my neg hole.

Top just walked out. He was a younger, beefy guy, smooth, average cock. I was naked, on my knees, and blindfolded when he walked in. I sucked is dick, licked his balls, ate his ass. He put me on my back, sucked my dick, and ate my ass good. Then he flipped me over, ass up, face down and gave me a good 5 minute pounding. He had a big load, still in me. I could feel the fullness as he unloaded in me. I don't need much more than that. Love to be a hole for use.

We arrive at the club. All the walls are black and seemingly coated in decades of who-knows-what, it’s dimly lit, the air is palpable with smells leather, BO, and poppers, there are a few darkrooms with tables, benches, and ties on the walls, a bunch of shadowy figures milling around, and deep house lightly thumping. We hold hands tightly as we make our way around, so not to lose each other. We pass by a few guys tied up on different contraptions but there are such dense crowds surrounding them, jerking off and or waiting to fuck that it’s too much work to watch. It must be obvious we’re a bit lost because a guy stops us and asks if we’re looking for anything specific. He's very handsome compared to most of the guys here. He also looks like he might be Italian and has dark brown eyes, a little stubble, is probably in his late 40’s, 5’11, 210 lbs, a muscular dad-bod, straight-guy-style jeans on, his shirt’s off and tucked into his front pocket, and he has fur that starts right around his belly button and goes down into his jeans. Standing with him is a similar looking and styled guy but a little shorter, about 5’9, also no shirt, a backward hat, a backpack, and furrier (full stomach and chest). I tell them “We’re here hoping to pick a few pointers on bondage.” and the taller of the two lights up, “Oh nice! I’m Dean and this is Carl. We work here part-time, mainly because we enjoy showing young studs like you how to have a good time with fetish play.” Jason squeezes my hand to tell me he’s likes what he hears. We all chat for a few minutes and Dean explains he got into this scene around our age, when he became a sub for an older Dom POZ daddy. His partner passed away from AIDS and now Dean has become the Dom with Carl. As we talk, the crowd bumps us all closer until we have our hands around each other’s shoulders and or waists in a friendly huddle-of-sorts. Dean and Carl are a little handsy, massaging and rubbing our shoulders and waists as they talk. It makes me a bit uneasy but as Dean talks I can feel warm breath my face, smell his bo from his exposed pit right next to my face, and I don’t want any of it to stop. I’m so horny, I can’t help but imagine what Deans dark olive dick and ass hole look like. I glance at Jason and he seems to be on the same page I am, encouraging Dean to continue talking. We agree that Dean will teach us the basics of sensory deprivation on a sling “a little step up from a blindfold.” He says. I can tell Jason is trying to hide is excitement. As we break the huddle, Carl pulls two gel packets our of his pocket, rips the tops off and tells us to open our mouths. A bit lost in the moment, we do and he squeezes the contents into our mouths and swallow. The gel is a nasty tinny grape flavor. He says with a smile “It’s like viagra but faster acting and stronger.” Jason and I are already horny af and never take ed meds, but we are familiar. Both of us look at each other with a “too late now” look. Nearly right away I feel my dick twitching, my balls feeling like they’re in overdrive to produce spunk, and my face become warmer. We find a sling in one of the corners of a room and Jason nearly jumps out of his cloths, now only sporting a slightly stained (from our cum) white jock. As he gets settled in the sling, I’m glad to see there’s a dim red spotlight shining on his lower body, so I can see what Dean is doing.

Even with the problems it is a shame it is going away. So many things are not surviving the pandemic.

I have been fortunate to act out many fantasies. A good example is double penetratration. It seems like it would be a lot of fun but for me it was not comfortable and seemes like a waste of time. Lol. I would just prefer they fist me. If I still had a fantasy that I wanted to act on I would not obsess over it. Sometimes the reality is a let down.

Over the years I have cycled through many toys but dildos and butt plugs are my most used. I like to have a plug in most of the time when not being bred. It’s like a pacifier for my pussy.

Love this story, it’s not only just great sex but also a beautiful emotional relationship. Thanks for writing this, can’t wait for more chapters.

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

So let's be honest men....who actually called the phone number listed?

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.

I just got fucked in an alley right downtown off Yonge Street during the middle of a sunny weekday. met the guy at the corner and followed him to the alley. he took me behind a dumpster and told me to pull down my shorts and bend over. I took them right off. he pulled my shirt up to may neck and slid right in meant started fucking (I was pre-lubed with another guys load. nice cock, nice fuck. got seen by a couple guys but he didn't even stop railing me until he shot his load in me then pulled out and walked away without saying a word to me. I put my shorts back on and left.

Was feeling extra horny on Saturday and just couldn't deal with another night of disappointing flakes on Grindr so I looked online and to my surprise found out that my favorite bathhouse had reopened, albeit with mask rules and limited hours...5 pm to 1 am. Fuck, it was already past 7. Cleaned out, took a quick shower, threw my stuff in my bag and made the 20 minute drive over the bridge from NJ. When I got there and asked for a room, the prices were cheaper than pre-covid, I guess because of the limited hours. My room was on the 4th floor, which usually means they are pretty busy since they fill the 2nd and 3rd floor rooms before starting on the 4th. Stripped down to my black leather lace up jock, lubed my hole, grabbed my poppers and went looking for some cock. I decided to start in the basement and work my way up, so took the walk down 4 flights of stairs. There was no one in the first basement room with the slings and fuck benches and no one in the shower. It looked like the sauna was turned off and the lights were on in the steam room. The 2 level glory hole room was hopping, though. Everyone had masks on like they were supposed to except the guys who were sucking cocks. I went to the lower level and managed to get a place at one of the holes. I sucked on 2 medium sized white cocks and a fairly large black one, but it was early and seemed like no one wanted to cum yet. Despite me sticking my bare, lubed ass into the aisle, all I got was a couple of gropes, so after the 3rd cock, I made my way upstairs. 1st floor never has any play, it's a common area, so went up another flight to the 2nd floor. There were a couple short hispanic guys in the movie area just sitting and stroking and looking half out of it so I kept going. Saw a couple promising cocks in open rooms that I might have to come back to. Made my way up to the 3rd floor and the dark maze. It was wall to wall people, just flesh everywhere. I started working my way into the maze, getting groped on the way and doing some groping. Finally found a cock that felt like fun. It wasn't really long, but pretty thick. I slipped in front of him and felt his hands reach up and start working my nipples as his cock rubbed through my crack. I took a big hit of poppers and grabbed his cock and started slowly working the fat head into my hole. Goddamn it felt good and he was so patient while I worked my hole open on his cock. Once I felt loose enough, I let go of his cock and braced my hands against the wall in front of me and took another hit of poppers. He took hold of my hips and started giving it to me good. There was a guy on either side of us and one was rubbing my balls and the other was working my nipples. The ball rubbing guy fed me some poppers a few times over the next 10 minutes while I got fucked so good. He grabbed me by the shoulders, pulled me up to his chest and said his first words, "I'm gonna breed your slutty little hole." He pounded me for another half a minute and I literally felt his cock throb as he shot inside me. I stayed there until he softened up and slipped out. I started moving towards the light at one end of the maze, but I didn't get past the next little cubby when I felt hands pull me in...very strong, very dark hands. I am such a sub bottom bitch for a strong black man that I didn't resist in the slightest. He pushed me into the cubby and got behind me and bent me over and told me he wanted some of my sloppy white hole. So I took another big hit of poppers and reached back and spread it open for him. He rubbed what felt like a pretty fat cock up and down my crack, using the cum dripping out of me from the last guy to lube himself, the he started pushing it into me. It wasn't as thick as the last guy but it never seemed to end. It had to be 10" long and there was a little resistance when he hit my inner ring, but he pushed through it, but not forcefully. I thought to myself, thank god, a guy with a big cock who knows how to use it. For the next 20 minutes, he gave me one of the best fucks I have had in a long time. His hands were rubbing all over me, talking nasty to me, varying his speed and rhythm, gyrating to hit all my spots, would go gentler when he felt me moving to take a hit of poppers so I didn't spill them...fuck, this guy was amazing. Finally he told me I was a good white bitch and I had earned his load and to get ready for it. He grabbed me by the hair and throat and pulled me back hard into him and held me there while he shot his cum into me. After 5 or 6 little spasms as he finished cumming, he pulled his cock out and told me to clean it. I crouched down to suck my juices off it and my hole was so gaped I could feel a breeze in it as I sucked him clean and his cum dripped out of me. When he thought it was clean enough, he pulled it out of my mouth, smacked my face with it, and walked away, leaving me crouched on the floor.

How it happened to me, My first visit to a "Cruising Spot" was scary and exciting at the same time. It happened about 2 years ago, been having a very weird and slow time in my life. My regular buddy that I serviced had been away traveling and wound up Bored. While emailing him one day I mentioned that I was really missing him and very horny. This is how I got started in the Park. His words shocked me a little, He said he had wondered how long before I got Horny. It was now and he said that I was to find the local "Cruising Spot" and go there and meet guys. His meet guys meant, I was to offer Blow Job, (Oral Only) with his OK. That day around noon I headed to the park, and it felt weird driving in there. before long I found a spot where others were parked and sat waiting to see what went on. Not long after I parked I noticed one vehicle that guys kept walking past and looking in. Curious also, I got out and walked over as another guy came up, he looked in and just smiled. I approached and saw that the guy was actually stroking a Very Nice Look Dick. This cause me to Stop and stare, which got the guy to comment toward me, "You like what you see, your Welcome to Help." Help I somehow knew meant, actually Help him get off and that turned me ON greatly. Like the dummy I am at this, I ask how he would like me to help, and he responded, Climb in and do what feels good to you. I quickly got in and before i knew what was going on he drove away and parked in a more private spot. He quickly told me that his stroking was just an Invitation to ask someone to help him, but he wanted private to finish. Now parked and away from most, he asked me to reach over and help him Stroke. This was exactly what I needed on my first trip there, slow action with a Dom advising. 😉 I remember to this day, the feeling of the Heat and Flesh as I touched his Nice Cut Dick. I started slowly, stoking him and before long I noticed that he was Now starting to pre-cum, I knew from experience through the years, pre-cum is the best tasting part so it should never be wasted. He saw my reaction and told to me knee on the eat and lean over the console so I could use my mouth on his dick. Quickly, before I could loose any of the Pre-cum I did as instructed. Before many seconds had pasted I had licked and sucked the head clean. I then not thinking, I knew why I was there and my inner "Cock Sucker" came rushing out. His cock was deep in mu mouth and I could feel the ridge around the head using my tongue. he liked that and reacted by humping up into my mouth. Only took a few more seconds and I felt the Hot Ruck of Fresh cum hitting the roof of my mouth. I Sucked and Licked every drop of flavor I could get from him before he Stopped me, to Intense he said. Then he "Thanked" me and drove me back to my vehicle, "Thanking me again." As he drove off he yelled to another guy there, "Hey, try the New guys Mouth, he is Damn Good." I waved to him as he left and had a feeling of success, and accomplishment. There is more to that days happening, but I'll wait to tell you later if you are interested. I will tell you this, I DO Go Back as Often as I Can....

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

Chapter Nine I was in a daze for the rest of the day. My mind was telling me I was straight but Jack's cum was still in my ass and just thinking about what he did to me made my dick twitch. Nothing was as it seems and I was losing my mind. I found myself staring at guy's crotches as I passed them in the hallway. No one noticed but I knew what I was looking for. What the hell was wrong with me? After school I was on the way to practice when Cheryl stopped me. “Hey,” she said with a smile, “You coming over after...” I grabbed her and pulled her into a broom closet. The same broom closet Jack had pulled me into... NO! Fuck those thoughts. I pushed them out of the way as I undid my pants and got ready to fuck her lights out. I was straight, I liked girls and I was going to prove it here and now. Luckily Cheryl didn't have to be convinced to get fucked, she shucked her panties down and was ready. My dick was not. I stroked it some, trying to will life into it. “You ok?” she asked, looking down at my flaccid member. “Yeah, give me a sec...” I said still trying to get it hard. After about a minute she knelt down, “Here, let me help.” She swallowed my soft dick and started licking it...but the only thought I had was that Jack did it better followed by I did it better. I closed my eyes and images of me drooling over Jack's cock, licking it up and down, trying to squeeze another drop of precum out of his dick... “See? It just wanted some loving,” she said standing, ready to be mounted. I dipped my dick down to fuck her and even as I was entering her, it was beginning to soften. She didn't notice cause even semi hard my dick was bigger than a normal one. This was doing nothing for me, it was too wet, too loose...it was just... Boring. My dick was losing it's length and in a couple of seconds she would notice and that was not a conversation I wanted to have right now. I saw a push broom in the corner and decided to try something. I reached up and turned the light off, so we were in the dark. “Everett!” she said breathlessly, “You shy all of a sudden?” I reached back and moved the wooden handle down some, while moving my ass up some to line them up. The tip of it touched my hole and my cock sprang to life. She moaned as I pushed back on the handle, the feeling making my entire fucking body shiver. Pumping into her made me rock back and forth onto it, it wasn't Jack by any means, but it was something and my body was reacting. “Yeah, that's it...” I breathed as it went deeper. “Yeah, fuck me baby!” she exclaimed. “Shhh....” I said softly, “Don't talk, someone might hear us.” The truth was I couldn't stay hard with her yapping. In the silence I could imagine it was Jack making me fuck myself on the handle, it was him in front of me, commanding me to prove I wanted his cock. Forcing me to to go deeper to earn his load. I got it far enough in so that it nudged my prostate and I started to go hog wild. Cheryl let out a noise as I started to fuck myself harder, therefore fucking her harder. Usually I was pretty passive in this, she was the one riding me and dictating the pace. But once I could feel the handle fucking me right I went at it like a duck to water. “Ev!” she gasped, “Slower...Ev it hurts...” I was so close...so fucking close. “Everett you're hurting me!” she said loudly and pushed me off of her. The handle jammed deep into me and my cock exploded in reaction. She made a cry as I was sure she was covered in buckets of my cum. I slid the handle out and propped it back in the corner, just before she turned on the light. Yep, her face was drenched in cum. “What the fuck was that?” she demanded, wiping the warm liquid off her face. “I was horny,” I said with a half grin. “You're too fucking big to be that rough!” she grabbed the bottom of my shirt and dried herself off. “Well, that's how I like it,” I said tucking my dick back into my jock. “Since when?” Since Jack fucked me like that. “Since now,” I said pulling my shirt away from her and tucking it in, “Look Cheryl, I don't know if this is working out.” “What? You almost kill me with your dick and you want to break up now?” “We had fun, but I just think I need to focus on baseball more.” She glared and me and then stormed out of the closet. I checked my hair and sure enough there was a glob of cum. I grabbed it and licked it off my finger real quick before leaving to practice. When I walked in the guys said hi as I walked over to my locker. Jack was there, looking at me intently. “Why you so late?” he asked as I got naked. “Cheryl,” I said dropping my pants. “Oh, what did she want?” “For me to fuck her, so I tried in a broom closet.” His eyes got wide, “You? You took her to a broom closet to fuck her.” “I tried, but...” I glanced down at my dick, “it wasn't very interested.” He gave me an evil grin, “So what did you do?” “Took care of business and broke up with her.” I pulled on my uniform pants and grabbed my jersey. “You broke up with her? Really?” I slipped it on and looked at him. And in a whisper I said, “If you are going to...you know...I don't think it's fair for me to try to date her too.” His face lit up and I could tell his impulse was to lean in and kiss me, an impulse I shared for a microsecond. “So now you're all mine?” he asked. I nodded and closed my locker, “Every inch is yours.” He smiled and nudged me, “We're going to have some fun.” Just the way he said it made me start to chub up, I give up trying to understand this. Practice was thankfully short, we did our hustle and piled back into the locker room by 6pm. As we walked into the shower Jack whispered, “Spend the night over at my place tonight.” I nodded and went to an empty nozzle. The water felt amazing and I was starting to feel like myself again. I mean a version of myself that wanted Jack to fuck me silly, but me nonetheless. As I glanced around I took a look at a couple of the other guy's dicks and wondered how they'd feel. As soon as I thought it I felt ashamed and looked away, but my dick was already taking a look on it's own. “Shit,” I hissed, willing it to go away. “Throwing wood?” Cody Browns asked to my left. He was looking at my cock rising slowly with a big ol smile on his face. “Fucking thing has a mind of it's own.” He nodded, not taking his eyes off my member, “I bet, shit at that size it's probably has a bigger brain than both of us.” My dick was nearly fully hard and I glanced over at Cody to take a better look. He was shorter than me, not very muscular but cut as all fuck. You could trace the outline of his eight pack with your fingers...and I wanted to very badly all of a sudden. His dick was average size and his honey blond pubes were trimmed neatly as his dick stood at full mast as well. He gestured to come over to his nozzle. I looked around and saw no one was paying attention to us so I moved closer to him. He turned up the heat and steam started to billow around us as I got even closer. “You always horny?” he asked, his hand reaching out and stroking my dick. “Fuck yeah,” I said, reaching out for his. “Jesus with this monster I bet,” he started to slowly stroke my length, worshiping the size of it for some time. “It always wants more...” I said, stroking his dick as well. The whole thing fit in my grasp, it was surreal to tell the truth. I knew it was a normal dick but it felt so tiny... “You ever play with your balls while you jerk off?” he said, his other hand slipping beneath my balls. “Fuckkkk....” I whispered, trying not to make a scene. “Fuck they're like massive eggs...” he said rolling them around some. I stopped jerking him off as he pushed me back onto the shower wall. “I always wanted to see this hard,” he said stroking me off, “I'd never seen you scope out the room before.” “I what?” I asked confused. “Looking around at the other guys, I saw you. Don't worry man, everyone does. It just means we're alive.” He caught me? Fuck I was bad at this. “Lots of guys look, it's natural,” his hand was beneath my nuts now and my legs widened automatically. “You like this?” he asked, his hand slipping to my taint. I nodded, biting my bottom lip. “How about this?” His finger touched my hole and I felt my dick pulse. “Oh you do!” he said with a grin on his face. He pulled it away, put some soap on it and then slid it under me again, “Don't make any noise...” His finger slid into me and the desire to cry out was real. “Hell yeah...” he said jamming it further in, “You like this don't you?” I just nodded, my ass clenching down on his digits. He slipped two in and my ass pushed back all on it's own. “Fuck man, I didn't know you had such a hungry ass, I always thought you were super straight.” “I am,” I said automatically, but it seemed like a joke as he finger fucked me not ten feet away from the rest of my baseball team. “Yeah, yeah, so am I. But this is something only us guys understand,” he said, pushing harder and harder into me. He made it sound so casual, like it was an everyday thing to get fingered by another guy. “You...you do this a lot?” I asked, between gasps of breath. “I had a couple of fuck buddies throughout high school, we took care of each other. Hold on.” He pulled his fingers out and walked out of the steam. I was panicked for a moment, what if he said something, what if he got everyone's attention?” He walked back in and smiled, “Everyone is out, just us.” I breathed a sigh of relief at that. “Here, get down on the ground.” I went down to my knees and saw he was laying on his back, “Hop on.” His dick was sticking straight up...I couldn't do this...not here. “Come on! Before the hot water fades and the steam is gone.” I moved over him, screaming at myself not to. The moment his cock touched my hole I pressed down, the feeling was like...like coming home. “Yeah...” he hissed, grabbing my hips, “Fuck...never thought I'd fuck you.” My cock was bobbing as he pushed my down on his dick. He was...faster than Jack and a little less focused. Where Jack knew just where to fuck me, Cody was hitting my spot one out of every four thrusts. It still felt good, but after awhile I realized I was doing all the work, moving myself down on his cock to get maximum pleasure. “Yeah, ride that dick,” he said, putting his hands behind his head, “Fuck yourself on my cock.” I was, pushing down harder and harder as I found my spot and y dick started leaking. He reached up and started stroking my cock, “God, with a monster like this and you like to get fucked...there is no justice.” I would have argued with him but my mind was getting fuzzy again and I just focused on cumming. He grabbed my hips again and thrust into me as I pushed down, both of us racing towards our orgasm. “Come on stud, show me I can make you cum.” He was going to do just that as I felt my body start to tremble and my dick start to pulse. “Fucking bottom jock bitch...come on,” he said savagely, really pushing up into me. “I'm a jock bitch...fuck my pussy...fuck it...” He got super turned on by me calling it a pussy. “Yeah, jock pussy, going to breed your tight pussy, get you pregnant.” The words as much as the motion flipped my switches and I felt myself nearing the edge. “Fucking take my babies you cunt...” His dick started to pulse in me, which caused me to explode. Cum shot out all over his chest and face...he opened his mouth to catch some and I just cummed even more. “Fuck...you cum like a race horse man!” I couldn't speak, I just sat there panting. “Ok, come on bitch,” he said pushing me off him, “Get off daddy's cock.” He stood up and I looked up at him...trying to get my wits back. “Clean off your mess...” he said, grabbing the back of my head and making me suck his cummy dick. I should have been disgusted, but I licked it clean with a passion. He pulled his now soft cock out of my mouth, “Well done man, next time I'm worked up I'll find ya.” and he walked out of the shower. Leaving me on the floor, his cum still on my tongue.

Look, if you aren't into this story then just don't read it. There are plenty of other ones on the site. I have been asked by multiple people to continue the story so I will, but if it isn't your cup of tea, just ignore it. It's real simple. Chapter Six I stopped kissing Jack, I mean I stopped licking my protein out of his mouth and fell back onto the rug. My whole body was covered in sweat and I could feel Jack's cum drip out of my ass. For some reason I was still in overdrive, something I guess I should have explained earlier. See, people think it's cool and all having a big dick, but it has its downside too. When I got horny, I mean ready to just fuck, I got lightheaded and everything just got...blurry. It was a lot like being drunk except I kind went nuts to get myself off. I really wasn't aware until freshmen year, when Jack and me started to really jerk off heavily. We both didn't have girlfriends and until we got more known playing baseball, we kind of relied on ourselves to get off. We jerked off together, a lot. He loved seeing my dick erupt and I liked him watching me. But when I got into it, I mean really into it, I noticed that a lot of things came to my mind. Jack's dick looking nice, the way he leaked constantly and the curiosity of what he tasted like, a lot of gay shit. Up until now, it had just been thoughts and they passed as soon as I came. But here I was, covered in my own cum and still fucking blurry and wanting more. “How you feeling?” Mr. Blackthorn said, moving over me. I just looked up and grinned. “Here, drink this,” he said handing me a bottle of water, “That stuff can dry you out.” Didn't know or care what he was talking about, but I did down the fucking water in one go. “You still horny?” he asked as I tossed it aside. I gave him another grin and he opened my legs with his own. Again, part of my mind screamed for me to get up, to fucking get out of here as quickly as possible. But as he reached down and fingered my cummy hole, I told the voice to shut up and spread my legs even wider. “You want this?” I nodded, my dick already responding to the thought of his cock. He moved and his thick cock pushed into my hole, proving that he was indeed much bigger than Jack. Like with Jack though, the pain was pleasure into itself. The tingly feeling I was experiencing was all over my body but as his dick slid into my it was so much better than Jack's dick. It was thick, really thick, and the walls of my ass expanded to fit it, I gasped as the head popped into my super tight hole and began to push in. It was like I was outside my body, seeing my long, muscular legs being held apart by his arms, the way he grinned at me as I responded to every inch of him entering me. I relaxed myself again, realizing I was doing it automatically without a thought. “God you're tight,” he older man said as his dick went deeper and deeper. I whined as I felt him touch areas inside of me no one had before. As he slid past that spot in me I cried out, bucking my hips back onto him. “There...right there...” I gasped. He stopped, held my ankles tight and then pulled out slightly, his head moving over the spot again, making my dick burp up another glob of precum. “Is that your spot boy?” he asked stopping and pushing in again. A whimper escaped my lips as I felt my cock twitch again and my whole body want more. “Look at this cock,” he said, letting my legs rest on his shoulders and grabbing my dick with one hand, “Look at this magnificent cock...” His fingers gripped around it, not quite touching because of my girth. As he pushed into me he slowly stroked my member, making me cry out loud in fucking joy. “Sir...that's it sir....right there...” “You have to ask yourself Everett,” he said, still slowly pulling on my dick, “Why did god give you such a dick...” He let go and slammed his cock all the way into me, “When you have such a perfect pussy!” My eyes flew open and a squeak escaped my lips as I felt him bottom out in me, causing flashes of light to appear before me. “Such a fuckable little pussy...” he said pulling nearly all the way out and then slamming me again. There were no words, no fucking thought, all I knew was his cock was my world and I needed more of it, all of it. Everything. “Why boy, why do you need it?” If he was asking me I couldn't answer, I could barely catch my breath as each thrust stunned me into submission again, making me realize how badly I wanted more. “This pussy...” he said with a trust, “This perfect, tight...” thrust, “Wet little jock pussy. Right Everett, that's what you have?” My inside voice screamed no but my mouth just panted, “Yes sir, harder, harder...” “Harder what boy?” 'Fuck me sir, fuck me harder...” I honestly had no idea what I was saying any more, the words kept falling out of my drooling lips. “Fuck your what boy? Come on, what do you want me to fuck?” My pride held on as log as it could, resisting the last bit of my masculinity...and that huge cock hit me three more times and I cried out, “My pussy sir....fuck my pussy hard! Harder!!” An evil grin spread across the teacher's face as he folded me and half and just wet to down on my ass. Each push left me breathless, and another spurt of hot precum splatted on my face. Within a minute my whole face was covered in more cock snot hit my face, my tongue darting out trying to catch as much as I could. He stopped, and got off of me suddenly. My ass spasmed and I actually cried out at the feeling of emptiness. I was so close, so close to cumming again. I looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Please sir...my pussy...” I begged. He sat back and spread his legs. “Come over here and sit on my cock son.” I scrambled over and pushed myself onto his towering dick. He didn't make one move as I began to ride his cock as hard as I could. My dick spit precum over both of our abs and I looped my legs under his knees to get more traction. “What are you doing Everett?” Jack asked me, as if from far away, “Fucking myself...must fuck...” I muttered. “What are you fucking?” “My pussy...fuck my pussy...” “Look up Everett,” Jack ordered. I looked up and saw his phone pointing at me, “Smile and say it again. I gave the phone a fucking goofy ass grin, and said with a smile, “I'm fucking my pussy...fucking my tight jock pussy...” I had to stop to wipe the drool going down my chin. “Perfect.” Jack said, continuing filming. “You ready to get bred boy?” Mr. Blackthorn asked. “Fuck my pussy...” I kept muttering. “You gonna have my babies? You want my babies boy?” For some reason I just nodded and he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down as he thrust up. Without thought I screamed, “Breed me! Fucking breed my pussy!” “You like that son? You like your daddy fucking you?” Another slight pause in my head but my mouth had no hesitation, “Fuck me daddy, fuck your boy. Make me cum...” “You like your daddy up in your jock pussy?” “Breed me dad, breed me harder...” I was slamming myself down as hard as I could, I couldn't tell it if it was sweat or precum flying between us. He kept slamming me down and with a growl he said, “Here it comes son, your daddy is going to cum in your pussy!” “Daddy! Daddy! Come in your boy...cum in your boy's pussy...” I felt his head pulse and my own cock exploded. Cum hit the bottom of my chin first and then exploded over both our faces, I could feel the warmth in me as he flooded my ass....my pussy with his cum. I clenched my ass, wanting to keep as much in my as possible. As I came I just kept repeating, “Daddy, daddy...fuck me daddy...” As the last spurt left my cock I felt my head go light and my eyes rolled back into my head. I don't know what happened after that.

The Workout, Part 2 "You're a little old to be chasing. Most guys do that when they're young and foolish" I replied. "I... I'm not really chasing. I just want to be less paranoid about it" sigmabtm said. I let his words sink in to both of us before I said "I got a good record, so if you're not ready I won't fuck you." The words astounded me and I wondered how they came out of my mouth. It didn't take long for him to respond, saying "If someone is going to do it, I want it from a guy like you." I pulled his tank over his head and then pushed down and forward on both of his shoulders. He knelt on the cushions and braced his hands on the back of the couch, like I'm sure he had done hundreds of times before. My body followed him down and I was on the floor on my knees as I looked at his ass. It was covered in the same fur as his legs and was firm from the daily workouts. I pried his ass cheeks apart and after gazing at my target for a moment, pushed my face in. There was no gasp of surprise nor a quick yelp. This was an ass that had been rimmed for decades. A seasoned pro at feeling tongues, fingers, dicks and maybe a fist or two use it for both person's pleasure. One thing I enjoy is tasting and breathing in the scent of a new guy and our workout had provided a lot of scent to take in. My tongue got to savor the salty taste of his sweat and his own unique pheromone smell. Sigmabtm's hole relaxed as my tongue explored and then gave a quick squeeze when it poked inside. He seemed eager to be penetrated and the more I rimmed him the more I wanted my cock to feel him wrapped around it. I feasted for almost fifteen minutes when my need to fuck started to take over. My tongue lapped up out of the crevice and along his spine until my cock was now riding the crack between each butt cheek. The shaft slid up until my balls hit his ass and then I dragged it back down. "One last chance to change your mind or the next thing you feel is my toxic cock entering you" I said softly. "Fuck me" was all he said. The spit I'd left inside his hole was not nearly enough lube and we both knew it. His ass cheeks pulled back my foreskin and seconds later my head was resting on his outer ring. I could feel it wink and after a few cycles I pushed in as he relaxed. Once past the muscle, I stopped. He let out a moan, showing me just how much he needed this. I kissed the back of his neck and then gave a firm thrust, plowing almost half of my cock inside him. "FUCK! Slow... slow... slow" he said. Most guys that I'd fucked like this just powered through, but sigmabtm wanted a more gentle fuck. He wasn't like most other guys and my gut instinct told me that he'd be a great fuck if I just followed his desires. I withdrew and added another gob of spit to my cock. My hips started to roll working my shaft in deeper with each stroke. The combination of the extra spit, my precum and his experienced hole soon got my balls to bounce off his ass. It may have taken a few extra minutes, but he felt damn good wrapped around my fuckstick. My thighs started to burn from the crouching position that I was in, drilling him with long firm strokes. I leaned forward, placing my chest on his back and fucked several more minutes before I then moved back so I was more upright. I gave a harder shove, driving from head to base in one long stroke and stood there before pulling all the way out. His groan told me that I was at the limit of how hard he wanted me to plow him. We had been fucking like this for almost a half hour and I wasn't sure how much longer I could stand in that position. Rolling him over on to his back, I adjusted him so his ass was hanging over the edge of the leather sofa. He surprised me with his flexibility and had his legs pulled back on either side of his body. The height was perfect and with me back on my knees, I easily slid back into his velvety hole. I stared back into his eyes and could see the lust in them. My strokes started out short and soon I was back to full thrusts. Sigmabtm reached up and started to play with each of my nipples. First with the left, with flicks and pinches and then he moved over to the right. This was a universal sign I had seen from bottoms my whole sex life. They wanted to feel the top's orgasm, flooding their vulnerable body with a potentially deadly load of cum. I fucked faster and faster until he said those magical words "Breed me." I planted my cock as deep as I could and I felt it throb with each shot of cum. We stared into each other's eyes, knowing I was delivering a life altering load deep inside him. I hadn't said anything during our fuck and he had only muttered a few brief phrases. All of our communication was done via gestures or facial expressions. My cock stopped pulsing and stood planted in his hole, holding in all of my viral sperm. After we both came down from our high and our breathing was back to normal, I slowly pulled my cock out. Surprisingly, not much cum came out of his gaping hole. I had planted that load deep. Sigmabtm let go of his legs and I watched as he rolled forward until we were face to face. He gave me a deep kiss that lasted for a few minutes. He pushed me backward and then pulled me to my feet as he stood. He led me over to the bedroom I saw as I had walked in and we laid down. I spooned behind him and he held my hand tightly. Both of us were drained from our double workout and we fell asleep quickly. It was almost midnight when I woke and felt his body against mine. My chest was firmly against his back and my rigid cock was cradled by his muscled ass cheeks. I began to roll my hips, humping him until I felt him start to stir. He was wide awake the instant I forced my cock back into his tight hole. sigmabtm let out a loud whimper as I pushed slowly inside him. His hole was a little slick from the earlier load but not much "Yeah, you need a thick poz dick in you" I whispered in his ear. "Fuck that feels so good. Keep fuckin' me" he replied. "Oh, I ain't stoppin until I dump some more of my charged seed in that neg cunt" I told him, getting another loud whimper and a quick dick squeeze out of him. I pumped him like that, on his side, for several minutes until I slid in all the way and then rolled him on his stomach. "Come on, tell me what you want" I goaded him as my cock started to drive in and out of his hole. "Fuck me with that big poz cock" he said as I churned up what was left of the load from earlier. It felt so good, coating my cock with each thrust. "Give me all of your dick... I need to feel it throb deep inside my cunt" he gasped and soon I was pulling out and sliding back in, making him feel every inch of my cock digging into his hole. "Mmmhmmm... not just a poz dick... a toxic dick" I growled in his ear. He replied "Oh fuck... It feels so good though" and I let out a sinister laugh. I kept long dicking him for a few more minutes. I knew his cock was rock hard and trapped between his body and the bed. My hands held him down as my cock relentlessly plowed into him. I knew from earlier that he didn't like hard fucks, so I was going to fuck until he begged me to breed him. "I'm gonna knock this pussy up" I growled out. My legs spread wider until they were on either side of his hips and gave me better leverage. The thrusts slowed but got a little harder. I played around with the strength, finding the point right below where he started to protest. A little froth from the earlier load circled around my cock and was being replaced by my constantly leaking cock. That cum had done it's job and was soon to be replaced with some fresh virus laden semen. I drove in, blasting past his inner ring and forcing a painful grunt from his mouth. My hips ground against his ass before I returned plowing his cunt. When I drilled deep another time, I'd found his breaking point. "Oh fuck... please... I can't take much more" he cried out. "I told you before, I don't pull out until after I've shot my load. You know what's gonna happen if I keep breeding this hole" I told him coldly. I'm sure he knew but he was just too scared to admit it. He whimpered again without saying it verbally. I wanted to hear him tell me he wanted my charged seed. "It might take 1 load... or two... or ten... or fifty. Everyone is different. The last guy's number was one and I've already given you that. Ready for number two?" I said breathlessly as I started to fuck faster. They were short, fast strokes and I could feel the friction warm up my thickening cock. "Oh god... no... I... I don't want to get pozzed... Please! Don't breed me. Pull out!" he gasped. His body was telling me something different though. I could feel his hole flex around my shaft, trying to coax my charged load from my balls. "Nope... not happening" I replied as my body got frantic as the impending orgasm built up. His hole gave a few hard squeezes and that spurred me on. I fell on to his back and then let the floodgates open. Pulses from my cock shot glob after glob of my sperm into his guts, each with my own primal grunt. He whimpered loudly as my cum filled up his fuck chute knowing that my virus was getting a second chance at claiming him. "Yeah... that's a good daddy. Take my buggy load and let it soak in and become part of you. The new you" I growled in his ear. I had never referred to an older guy that I fucked as a daddy, but it seemed right at that moment. His whimpers turned to moans and I felt his ass milk out a few more spurts while he shot his own load into the sheets. I chuckled and told him "See, getting poz bred turned you the fuck on, didn't it?" Both of us were covered in sweat and since we hadn't showered after our workout, we both had a glorious smell of sweat and cum wafting off our bodies. I rolled us back on our sides, my softening cock still inside his hole and we were back asleep a few minutes later. He was the one that woke first and as he pulled away from me, I opened my eyes. He was scampering out of the bedroom and I followed him. He was walking toward the toilet and as he lifted the seat I said "No. Shower." He gave me a confused look and opened the door to the shower and stepped in. I was right behind and stood in front of him in the center, grabbing my hard shaft and aimed it toward him. It was really stiff and a fountain of dark yellow morning piss started to shoot out, splashing over his tight abs. "Oh fuck!" he yelled out and his softer cock started to spray his own stream of golden piss. He hit my foot and soon started to aim higher. I saw a wicked grin on his face as his stream started coating my balls. We both marked each other with our urine and when our streams both died down, he reached over and turned the shower on. We both basked in the warm water, but my cock was not getting any softer. I turned him to the wall, raising his hands up on either side of my head and once again pressed against his back. "Oh fuck" he cried out as I pushed my cock between his ass cheeks. "It would be a shame to waste this" I whispered over the rain from the shower head. He was tight once again, but with a little spurt of piss I slipped inside. He whimpered once again, but didn't object to my bare cock inside his unprotected hole. My hips rolled and I plowed deeper into his hole. He let out a painful groan and I realized that my midnight load was now absorbed into his soft hole. I tried to push out a little more piss but that didn't seem to work. A few more strokes, though, and my lube machine was leaking once again inside him. Holding his hands against the wall and my chin on his shoulder, next to his head, my hips did most of the work. Starting slow, I built up speed and then slowed down again. I did this a few more times until my balls signaled that it was time to add another charged load to his hole. My cock started to unload as I was thrusting in, spraying my toxic spunk from just inside his outer ring all the way in until I was balls deep. Twitch after twitch from my cock signaled my balls were emptying all of their infected cream inside him. Just like the first fuck the night before, nothing was really said between us as I fucked and bred him again. I stayed planted in him for a minute after the last spurt and then slowly pulled out. We showered and playfully washed each other off, but I left him dripping my hot seed. After we dried off, I found my gym bag and dug out a clean pair of shorts and a tee. I put my sweats back on and then pulled my long sleeved tee over my head before grabbing my bag. He was standing there naked watching me, not saying a word. When I got to his front door, I said "That was a good workout. Let me know when we can do it again. Maybe Wednesday night?" He looked a little shocked and mumbled out "Uh... yeah. I'll see." The door shut behind me and I hurried back to my condo, getting in with just enough time to throw on a company polo shirt and sign in for the video conference. I'd be good as long as I didn't stand up and show off my sweatpants. About 45 minutes in and I heard my personal laptop chirp. I looked and there was a message from sigmabtm. "Booked Wed 7pm."

Jake stared hungrily into Clints eyes as he lifted the boy to his hips, driving him up and down his dripping meat as Clint moaned gently. Clint was perfect. petite, horny, and with a tight little butt that never said no to his fat fuck stick. He felt like he could fuck clint all day, and he would, but this was the boys first load after conversion and Jake aimed to make it special. "lean back on the couch baby" Jake gently pulled his slimy prick from the boys thirsty cunt. "legs up clint, spread yourself wide open. When you get fucked its always polite to show your hole. let it gape" Jake slowly jacked his cock as he watched the boy grip his cheeks and expose his oozing pink bud. Just as it slowly began to close, Jake thrust his cock inside for a few strokes, keeping it nice and open. "thats it clint keep it spread nice and wide. your hole is so beautiful. im almost there." A few strokes more was all it took to surrender his hot white cum to the sloppy pink orifice. "watch baby" Jake panted, while gently placing the glans of his poz cock at the edge of clints winking ring. "there we go" Jake moaned as he began to squirt directly into the boys guts, the gentle sound of his cream pooling inside the teen was music to jakes ears as the boys ring winked hungrily and the last few jets of poz spunk dribbled into clints body. "see how thirsty your pussy was?" Jake reached toward the counter for Seths special lube, a small tupperware container filled to the brim with poz loads. Jake gently dipped clints fingers into the cool slimy goo and returned them to his stiff little cock. "stroke" Jake whispered as he began fingering and teasing Clints puffy ring again, rubbing his semihard cockhead against the boy to tease the occasional groan and watch the glistening lips hungrily nibble his tool. "relax for me clint" Jake cooed, and as if on command, his shimmering hole gave way oncemore. Jake alternated between gaping the boy on the tip of his prick, and slowly pouring the viscous container of man cum into the boy. "There we go. nice and full." Jake remarked, as he tipped the last of the greasy loads into the boys hot hole he pressed himself fully into the teens bloated guts with a lewd slosh. Clint was panting now as he grit his teeth. "i want you to cum nice and hard clint" Jake rocked his hips to and fro, mixing the goo inside the teen as clint nodded. "Jake gently pushed against the boy and watched as clints eyes went wide, and a hot streak of newly minted poz cum splashed against his chest. "there you go, cum on the nice big cock. Get those loads nice and deep." Jake gently smeared the boys cum along his chest and abs, slowly rubbing the boys stomach as his hole gripped and sucked over and over. "one more, come on jake, give it to me" Clint began rocking his hips against Jake, grunting and grinning. Clint was greedily trying to steal another load from Jakes nuts. "oh god baby its yours" Jake groaned as he thrust hard into the bucking teen and delivered another hot load.

I used to have one, a metal spider gag that would hold my mouth open so I couldn't close it. I used to love having guys jerk off into my mouth while I was wearing it. Was so hot.

That’s awesome. I was getting fucked at my house by a guy a couple months back who was like “Oh hey, you got a new plant“ and I was looking at him with no clue but I played along and found out he’d been over and fucked me twice before. It was such a turn on that this was the third time I’d gotten naked and spread my legs for him without recognizing him from the blur of strangers I let pump raw loads in my ass. And I’ve done one and two. Two is all the time. I don’t follow up with any of them unless they make a move first. It’s just disrespectful. I just assume I was a convenient, disposable hole for them until proven otherwise.

I’m a black sub bottom and I love race play the thought of a dom white man controlling Me and marking me serve him any way he wants.turns me on

First time I ever took a cock was at a homies house. went over after school one day and swallowed two loads. Stayed sucking on him until he pushed me off. I was 15 and I was hooked. Now I swallow at least 3 times a day

19 and up. I know if the guy is in collage he is legal meat.

Legal and up for me. I might be in a minority but I really like doms that are younger than me.

Some of the most boring fucks I've had, have been from drop dead gorgeous hunks. And some of the best fucks have been from butt ugly guys. I really don't care how a top looks. It's all about his cock, his load in me and his technique. One of my all time favorite tops was a tall, skinny, butt ugly, str8, married guy that used to fuck me on a regular basis for several years, until he retired and he and his wife moved to Oregon. I still miss his fucks. About a year ago I was at an adult theater here in Vegas sucking dick. I was lucky that day that a guy wanted to fuck me right there in the theater. I was on my knees on a ratty sofa getting fucked from behind by a hot black kid in his 20's. A few guys were standing around watching and putting their cocks up to my face to suck as I got fucked by the kid. One of the guys wanting me to suck him appeared to be a homeless guy. His hair was a mess. His clothing dirty and his face was scruffy. Not attractive at all. I declined to suck his cock because it smelled like he hadn't washed his dick in days. When the kid had cum inside me and pulled out, I felt someone one behind me, spread my ass and begin to eat the kid's cum from my ass. DAMN! It felt great and was a huge turn on. I took some sniffs of my poppers. As the guy stopped eating my ass and stood up, I turned my head to see how it was that had been rimming me. It was the homeless guy. He stood and pressed his cock up to my asshole. My impulse was to stop him, but I was so fucking turned on, I let him go ahead and slide up into me. He had a long, skinny dick and he slid easily up into me, balls deep. He fucked me for close to 10 minutes before he finally unloaded his cum inside me. He was a damn good top.

Nothing better than a glory hole where my cock is getting sucked and the guy backs up on my dick. There is always a sigh of pleasure from both of us as my cock slides inside the warm wet hole. I love cummin inside and feeling the guy push back on me as I push forward to deposit deeply.

Exactly. I usually go soft when being pounded by a cock which I always think is perfect so I can concentrate on being the best slut I can for him without anyone giving a shit about my pleasure