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Hello gentlemen, I know it takes me some time to get chapters out, and I have multiple stories going on at once, but I have so much twisted shit in my head, that I just want to get it out there for you to enjoy! Plus, I don't have a computer, so I do this all on my phone. It takes about 3 hours or more to write a chapter this way. If I had a laptop, I could pound it out (ha-ha, I said pound it out) in probably an hour, so there's that. I do want to take a moment and thank everyone who enjoys my stories. I'm not a social media whore, (I don't have a single social media account, not even facebook) so I don't live to get likes. That being said, I do appreciate those of you who like or comment. It makes me feel warm and fuzzy. Now on to the next chapter, enjoy. Part 3 Colt collapsed on top of me, our bodies drenched in sweat and smelling like a couple of Broncos that had been ridden hard, which I guess we were. I was starting to come down from the sex high and thought I would feel shame about what had just happened. But I didn't. I felt wonderful. Being here with Colt like this felt like the most natural thing ever. I couldn't believe it, I was fucking gay too! I had never thought about men sexually before, and now here I was, underneath my best friend, his cock still buried in my cum filled ass. I continued to cling to him tightly as he started kissing me again. I just gave myself over to him. Eventually he pulled out of my ass, and I felt empty. He rolled over and grabbed the bong, drawing a big hit before he passed it to me. "How do you feel?" He asked me. "Any regrets?" "No." I replied as I exhaled the weed. "I honestly feel really good about what just happened. I can't believe it. I never thought I was gay." "Good." He replied as he pulled me under his arm. "Cause I want to do this lots with you." He said as he kissed me. "I want to explore everything with you." "So, are we like boyfriends now?" I asked as I snuggled into him. God, I can't believe what a girl I just sounded like. "We can be whatever we want." He replied, nuzzling my neck. "We don't have to be anyone's idea of what we should be. We can make our own rules." I thought about this for a second before I asked him, "What does that mean exactly? Our own rules?" "Look baby." He started, looking into my eyes. "I love you. I mean that, I do. But I have to be totally honest here. I can't do the monogamy thing." "So, I have to share you?" I asked. "Don't be a little bitch." He said as he kissed me. He took my hand and placed it on his chest as he looked into my eyes. "You have my heart, you always will. But I'm not going to pretend to be someone I'm not anymore. It wouldn't be fair to either of us." I pondered this as I hit the bong again. "Besides," he continued as he nibbled my ear, "Didn't you find it hot when you were watching me? Admit it, you did. You liked watching me get fucked." I didn't respond right away and Colt started fingering my cum filled hole. I moaned as he pulled his cum covered finger out of me and licked it. "Yea you did." He continued as he put his finger back in me. "You liked watching. Come on baby, tell me you did. Tell me you liked to watch me take cock." I moaned as he put a second finger in me. "Yes Colt." I finally admitted as I fell further under his spell. "I loved watching you get fucked." "See, I knew it." He said, moving his head between my legs. He pushed my knees back, exposing my hairless pink asshole. "Mmmm. Your pussy is so pretty." He said as he licked it. A new jolt of electricity flew through my body at this new sensation, and I groaned. "We're gonna have so much fun together baby." He moaned as he licked my hole. I gripped the sheets in my fist as he planted his lips on my asshole and started sucking on it. "Do you wanna be my little slut?" He panted in between sucking and tounging my hole. "Do you wanna take cock for me? Do you wanna make your brother very happy?" "Oh god yes Colt." I moaned, lost in the intense erotic feeling of having my ass eaten for the first time. "I'll do anything for you." Colt crawled up to my face and kissed me. I could taste the muskiness of my ass on his lips, and it made my dick throb. "Good boy. That's what I want to hear. Now, suck my cock." Colt rolled on his back and I moved down to his hard dick. I took ahold of it in my hands for the first time and marveled at how I couldn't get my hand all the way around it. I couldn't believe I had taken that whole thing in my ass on the first try. In fact, there was slime on it, but I didn't care. Colt wanted me to suck his dick, and that's what I was going to do. I would do anything to make him happy. I stretched my mouth open as wide as I could and slid it over his head. I lightly sucked it at first, enjoying the spongeness of his fat mushroom head. I took more of it into my mouth, gagging when I got to about 4 inches. "Here, hit this." He said holding the bottle under my nose. I took a few hits as the rush went through my body. He placed his hands on my head and pushed it down a little. "Relax your throat." He told me as he pushed more. I did and a little more cock slid into me before I started gagging again. I pulled off and gasped for some air. "You're doing good." He encouraged me. "I don't expect you to take it all on your first try. We'll train your throat to take my monster." I smiled at him as I took him back in mouth. I worked his cock in my mouth as good as I could while he fed me hits and continued to encourage me. Soon, I was able to get his fat head just past my tonsils, but that was as far as I was able to go. "Yea baby, you look so good with my dick in your mouth." He growled. "You got your brothers big dick in your cocksucking mouth and it's so hot! Come on, show me what a cocksucker you are. Oh yea, we're gonna get you to take cock all the way in both your holes. You're gonna be my little cock slut. Taking cock to make me happy." I don't exactly know why, but the degrading way he was talking to me was turning me on more. I started sucking his dick harder as I also jerked on it with my hand. "Oh fuck yea. Show me what a little cum slut you are. Suck your brother's cock. You want my cum baby, huh? Do you want me to cum in your mouth? Come on, tell me you wanna eat my cum. Tell me you want to swallow your brother's load!" I pulled off his cock and looked him in the eyes, his beautiful green eyes. "Yea I want your cum." I panted as I continued to jerk his fat cock. "I wanna eat your load bro. Give it to me." "Then get your slutty little mouth back on my cock, bitch!" He ordered me. I dove back on it as he placed his hands on my head. He started thrusting up with his hips as he held my head. "Oh fuck yea! Suck my cock you fucking slut! I'm getting close baby. I'm gonna shoot in your mouth! Are you gonna eat your brother's cum? Are you ready bitch? Cause here's it comes! Eat my fucking load you cocksucker!" Then he shot off. The first shot hit me right in the back of the throat and I choked on it. I pulled back a little bit as shot after shot filled up my mouth. Soon it was full of his big load. I had no choice but to pull off his cock and swallow before I drowned. As his big load slid down my throat, I dove back on his cock as it was still cumming and I wanted every drop of him inside me. "Oh yea. Eat all my cum, bitch. I knew you were cock and cum hungry slut! Aren't you?" "Uh-huh." I nodded and mumbled around his cock. "Come on, look at me and say it. Say you're a cock and cum hungry slut! Say you're MY cock and cum hungry slut!" I pulled off of his dick and looked him in the eyes. "Yes Colt! I'm your cock and cum hungry slut!" He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to his mouth. He kissed me as my hard cock pressed against him. "Oh god your mouth tastes so good when it's had my cum in it!" He whispered. "Fuck me Austin. Fuck your brother! I need your cock in me!" I grabbed the lube and slicked up my cock. Now it was my turn! "Look at me!" I ordered him. He looked at me with pure lust in his eyes. I lined up my cock and slammed it into his hole. Colt's eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a, "Fuuuuuuuuccccckkk yeeeeeaaaahhhhhh!" Without even pausing, I started to fuck Colt hard, slamming myself into him. His ass was like no pussy I had ever felt. It was so hot and tight. "Now whose the slut?" I barked at him. "Huh? Whose the little bitch now? Whose the little cock slut?" "I am baby! Oh yea, I'm a fucking cock slut bitch! Give it to me! Fuck me Austin, FUCK ME!" "That's right bitch!" I said. "Open your mouth!" And he did. I spit in it a couple of times. "Now swallow that, slut!" I ordered him. He did, and as he did I grabbed one of his big ole size 14 feet and pressed it into my face without even thinking about it. I started licking his foot as I pounded his ass. I licked his sole and bit his arch as he moaned beneath me. I stuck his toes in my mouth and sucked on them and his eyes rolled back in his head again. "You're a little whore, aren't you?" I hissed. "You're a little cock loving faggot whore! Tell me that! Tell me your MY little cock loving faggot whore!" "Oh my god yes! I'm your cock loving faggot whore. Oh god, fuck me Austin! Fuck me, fuck me FUCK ME! I'm your whore!" When he said that, I threw my head back and buried myself into him as I flooded his guts with my cum. "Oh yea you little cumdump whore. Take my load in your slutty pussy!" I groaned as my body shook in orgasmic ecstasy. When I had deposited the last of my load into him, I collapsed onto his chest, his beautiful, rock hard sweaty chest. He grabbed my head and started kissing me. This time, it was his legs that wrapped around me, holding me tight into him. "I love you so much, Austin." He whispered. "I love you too, you little slut." I whispered back.

3. Sling Sex "Now," Jon said, taking the glasses from each of us, "What were you thinking?" he asked Seth. "He's so cute and boyish," Seth said. Jon had dealt with the glasses, and was now right in front of me. I looked up at him. With the beard and eyeliner, he looked like a kindly old devil with seductive, dangerous ideas. I kissed Jon. Seth continued. "I knew the moment I saw him." "I think I know," Jon said, breaking off the kiss. "What?" I asked. I had know idea what they had planned for me. "Peter Pan," Seth said. I blushed. It wasn't the first time I had been accused of not quite growing up. I was about to protest, but Seth reached down, and pulled down my sweat pants. "Nice underwear," Jon said. "The blue looks good on you." "Too bad it has to come off," Seth said. He pushed it down, and my dick sprang free. "Hard already, huh?" I was staring at Jon, and he was smiling, waiting for my answer. "Yeah," I said, nodding. "Me too," Jon said. He reached down and pulled his sweats open. I looked down. His dick was as hard as mine was, but was nearly twice as big: both in length and girth. "It's going to be a fun night." Seth had disappeared for a moment, and I could feel the cool air against my ass. Jon reached down and grabbed my ass cheeks, before leaning in and kissing me again. "One more lost boy, needing a daddy?" he whispered in my ear. His breath was warm, yet I still shivered in excitement. "Please," I said. "Let's not rush it," he said. I heard Seth re-appear. "And I'm sure Seth wants to get you in costume first." I turned; he had random bits of fabric and leather draped over his arms, and was holding a pair of dark green suede boots. "Although you're plenty fine naked, let's get you dressed again," Seth said. He handed me a jock strap, and then a pair of green knee-high socks. After the socks, he helped me into the green boots. They fit surprisingly well, although I hadn't realized just how much of a heel they had. "Look," Seth said, as I stumbled slightly trying to walk in them. He pointed at a large mirror against one wall. In just a pair of green boots and a green jockstrap, I looked less like Peter Pan and more like a horny boy. "The boots make your ass look amazing." I turned slightly and looked. I had a small, but muscular ass. Framed by the jock, I hoped it made Jon and Seth want to fuck me. "One more thing," Jon said, as he came up behind me. "Hand above your head," he said. I put my hands above my head, and he worked a leather harness over them. The straps were warm against my skin, although the hardware was still a bit cold. I loved feeling Jon's fingers against my skin as he adjusted the straps, tightening the leather around my body. "That's perfect," he finally said. I looked again. The leather was deep hunter green, with black accents. It perfectly complimented the jockstrap and boots. "Yeah. That's really good," Seth said. "I'll say," Jon said. He looked at his watch. "Fuck," he said. "I've got to deal with my costume now." He turned back to me, grabbed the harness strap across my chest, and yanked me to him. He gave me a long kiss. "Don't worry. I've already got plans for you later." As soon as Jon released me, Seth grabbed the back of the harness, and pulled me back to him. He wrapped an arm around me, and I could feel his dick pressing against my exposed ass. Jon turned around at the door. He smiled. "Be good, boys," he said. "I'm sure Kenta is very good," Seth said. He rubbed his bulge against my ass. "Very good indeed," he whispered in to my ear, before turning me around. "We'll have plenty of time," Seth said. "And I've been looking forward to this for the entire week." We kissed again. Somehow, Seth seemed to take off his tank top without breaking our kiss. His sweats were the next thing to come off. Underneath, he had a black jockstrap, and his cock was straining against the pouch. We kissed again, as Seth rubbed his dick against me. I kept on trying to find reasons to be nervous or scared, but I couldn't. We were all adults, and we were all men. We were horny, but that was completely natural. Seth finally broke off the kiss. "How do you like it? The leather?" "It feels good. Warm. Strong." "You look good in it," Seth said. He stepped away, and took another look, carefully checking me out. I felt self-conscious, but I also loved being the object of his attention. "Very good," he said. He motioned me to follow him as he headed to the sling. "You ever been in a sling before?" he asked. "No," I said. "Want to try it?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. I felt warm, comfortable, and safe. There was no reason not to try it. "How do I do it?" "Just lean back, and sort of fall in," Seth said. He was standing in front of me, and as I tipped back, he grabbed my legs, spreading them wide. The leather was a bit cold at first, but it quickly warmed up next to my body. Seth put my legs into stirrups, so that my ass was spread open and completely exposed. "This feels good," I said. It did. I was on display, and I wanted Seth to take advantage of it. "Really good." "This is just the start." Seth knelt down, and pressed his face into my ass. He ran his tongue around the edge of my hole, and I thought I was going to die of pleasure. I tried not to squirm as he rimmed me, but the sensory overload was intense. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," I moaned, not really able to say much else. Seth seemed oblivious to my enjoyment, but just continued to eat me out. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I continued. After only a minute of rimming, I realized that I had never been really fucked before. Everything else had just been practice, and this was the real thing. It was time to lose my virginity once more. Seth tortured me with his rimming for several more minutes. I was all but begging him to fuck me, but he kept on saying it would happen soon enough. Finally, he stood up. His dick was sticking straight up as well. It seemed impossibly big, yet I still needed it inside me. If it didn't destroy me, it was going to feel amazing. "I know what you want," he said. "You said you're on Prep?" he asked, once more even though we had texted about it. "Yeah." "Awesome," he said. He had found a tub of vaseline, and spread some over his cock. Another dab went into my hole. My ass clenched at that first penetration. But it was very easy to relax. It was like I was stoned, only better. "Yeah," he said. "That's the G. Feels good, doesn't it?" "Yeah," I said. "It does." "I love it." He slid a second finger into me. "I love having sex when I'm tripping on G." "It feels so good," I said. Between the drugs, the leather, and the fingers, my head was spinning. It could have been scary. But there was something about Seth and Jon that had made me feel safe. As Seth had told me in a message, with me taking prep, the worst would that I didn't have a good time. "Fuck me." "Hungry boy," Seth said. "That's fucking hot. Don't worry. You'll get what you need." He put a bit more of the vaseline on his fingers, and a pressed a three fingers into me. He rubbed my hole, trying to get me to relax. "So fucking turned on," I said. "I can tell. But it makes you so tight." He handed me a bottle of poppers. I had seen them online, but had never done it before. "You never done it?" he asked. "Just seen it online." "Hold it under your nose. Pinch the other nostril closed, and inhale. Just two or three seconds, then hold it for a bit." I did what he told me to do. The fumes from the bottle were chemical, but not scary. At first, I didn't think they had done anything. But then, the rush hit me. First, my head pounded a bit, but it wasn't at all unpleasant. Then the warmth went down my body, and I felt my asshole suddenly relax. "That's it boy. Let me in." His three fingers slid in all the way to the base, and they felt amazing. Yet, I was craving more. "Just right. Tight and hot and wet." He played with my ass as I got lost in the poppers headspace. I wanted him to fuck me, and I really wanted him to cum in me. Barebacking had seemed so dirty and dangerous when I had been in high school. But now, in college, as an adult, it was such a different thing. It was how Seth and I were always supposed to fuck. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Yeah. I think so," Seth said. He pulled his fingers out of me. My hole was twitching, hungry for something to fill it up. He lined his cock up with my hole, but then took the poppers from me, and did a long hit from it. "I'm used to them," he said, before taking an equally long drag through his other nostril. "Here," he said, and handed me the bottle and cap. His dickhead was hard and it felt like he was already dribbling pre-cum onto my hole. "Please," I muttered, before taking another hit from the brown bottle. This time, I took a few seconds, and did another hit in quick succession. Seth smiled at me, and as I screwed the cap back on, he pushed his dickhead into me. "Fuuuuck," he moaned, as he slowly slid his shaft into me. "Daaaaaamn," I grunted. His dick was filling me up. It had been a while since I had gotten fucked and he was just as big as he looked. But going slow wasn't an option for either of us. We needed both needed his cock deep in my guts. It was primal urge, and one that we were powerless against. "All the way," "Hell yeah," Seth said. The urge was irresistible, but that was the entire point. I wanted to get fucked, and Seth wanted to fuck me. It was the perfect alignment of our natural desires. "Almost all in," he grunted. "Sweet hole," he said as he started to thrust back and forth, opening me up and edging himself closer to orgasm. "Hot dick," I replied. He leaned in, pressing himself against me, and forcing his cock deep in my hole. He kissed me. "Fuck me," I said when he finally let me catch my breath. "Please." He kissed me again. It was long and deep, and I got lost. It was the sex that mattered, not the time. I wasn't sure if the kiss was just a few seconds, a few minutes, or maybe even an hour. "You're going to get a lot of dick tonight," Seth said. "And a lot of sperm. Enjoy it." We kissed again, as Seth slid his dick in and out of me. He wasn't the biggest cock I had taken, but I had never felt quite so open as when he was fucking me. The drugs were helping, but the lack of any barrier between Seth and myself was the biggest factor. I had heard bareback was amazing, but the stories didn't do it justice. "Don't stop," I said, clenching my ass around Seth's tool, trying to keep it inside me. "That's it," Seth said. "Milk my cock. Get me off." We kissed again. It was a long one, interrupted by only by one of us grunting in pleasure. I tried to keep up, but it was hard to think. All the sensations were overwhelming me: the sound of Seth grunting, the feel of Seth's dick in my ass, the scent of the leather and sweat in the room. It all screamed sex, and was driving me wild. "You want my load?" Seth finally moaned. "Fuck man. Please. Give it to me." I didn't have to worry about anything. I could take Seth's load. He could breed me, like a man should. "Cum in me." "Oh FUUUUUCK," Seth moaned, slamming his cock hard into my ass. Deep in my guts, practically in my stomach, I felt his dickhead flare, and a sudden jet of warmth into my body. "I'm CUUUUUMING," he moaned again, as his whole body shook, and there was another warm jet of sperm landing inside me. "CUUUUUUUMING," he moaned again. "Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me," I repeated, as he unloaded into my ass. It was hard to believe that something so sleazy and dirty felt so natural. "Fill me up." "YEEEEEAAAHH," Seth grunted again, as his body continued to shake. It took several more spurts before his balls were sufficiently drained. "Hell yeah," he finally said, as his mind cleared from the ecstatic fog of orgasm. "Fuck yes. I had been looking forward to that. And you do not disappoint." He leaned in and kissed me once more. His dick was still hard, nestled deep inside me. He was gently rocking me back and forth on the sling, using the motion to slowly fuck me against his dick. "That felt amazing," I finally said. "You cumming in me." "First time being bred?" he asked. He was still on top of me. He was warm and sweaty, and I felt safe underneath him. I nodded. "Glad it was me," he said. "Me too." We kissed again. There was no rush now. We could enjoy ourselves. "You feel so good." "That's bareback," Seth said. He slid his cock nearly out. He was impressively hard, and he then slid right back into me. "Nothing like a raw hole." Before he could really start fucking me, the door opened and Jon walked back in. He paused, staring at the tableau. "Fuck. That's what I like to see. My boys taking care of each other." "Hey," Seth said. He stood up, but managed to keep his cock in my ass. "What's up?" "Leo's here. Hoping you can take care of that?" "Yeah. Bring Kenta?" "Yeah. It'll be educational." "Very much," Seth said. He turned back to me. "You're gonna enjoy this."

If you’ve had the chance to read my other post, you know that I’m a bisexual man, married to a woman. We’ve recently moved interstate, I was offered a promotion, but it came with relocation. Since we moved in August, between the stress of Moving and starting a new position and all the Covid nonsense, I had let my PrEP prescription pass. It wasn’t too much of a problem, as I haven’t really had any time to spare. However, today was an exception. I had a meeting in the city today with a new supplier. Our meeting was it short. So here I am, with most of a day to myself. I thought I may as well head to the local adult store that had a back room. I had a change of clothes in the car, I always carry my gym bag with me. I got changed And headed to the Den. I bought a bottle of poppers on the way in. Once I found my way around, I headed up to the gloryholes, there was 2 guys up there already with their asses pressed up against the holes, waiting and hoping for tops. I got my own room and took my clothes off and got on my knees. It wasn’t long before I had a well built man, come in and pull his cock out. He was maybe 7 inches, uncut and quite thin. I took a hit of poppers and sucked him for only about 2 minutes and he shot a massive load in my mouth, naturally, I Swallowed the lot. After about 10 minutes, a guy came in, I didn’t even get a chance to get a look at him. He came in with some porn playing on his phone and slid his soft cock through the Hole. It was really thick, but really small, until I started sucking! This man is the definition of a grower, by the time he was fully erect, he would have been a good 8 inch long and about as thick as a coke can. I’ve never had such a great cock to play with. I took hit after hit of my poppers and worked his cock and best I could. He pulled his cock out of the hole and told me he needed a minute to relax, he didn’t want to blow yet. He pulled back and stroked his cock gently I certainly a glimpse of his wedding ring. After a minute or two, he stuck his cock back through and I went to town. I was in a trance, I was loving his massive cock. After a few More minutes, he pulled back again, this time he told me, to bend over As he lubed his cock Up, from the dispenser on the wall. I had no intention of being fucked today, I’m off my PrEP and this guy wanted me to bend over?! I don’t know why I did it, but I stood up, ripped my pants off, grabbed some lube and lubed up my hole. I pushed my ass through the hole( the holes in the wall are huge) I felt him run his hands over my ass and slide his lubed finger in my hole. He took his cock and started to guide it towards my hole, I took a deep hit just as I felt him start to tear his way into me. I have never had such a thick cock inside me before. It hurt so bad for the first couple of thrusts, but after a minute or two, the pain subsided and I was in pure bliss. I was letting a complete anonymous man, fuck my hole bareback and completely unprotected. He started to build up a good pace. With each hard thrust I was wanting him to breed me more and more. I couldn’t hold myself back, I had a pure anal orgasm, with the excitement of my first anon breeding. As I came I felt him start to harden as he pumped his load inside me. As he pulled out, I felt a massive glob of cum run out of my hole and drip down my balls. He buttoned up, turned away and left. I never saw him, I don’t know his status. All I know is that I just had what may be the best orgasm and fuck of my life.

The young sub bottom is Back yet again for another weekend of long deep breeding. Yes he is still locked in chastity and has been for almost 2 months. He has also been sick with high fever and chills. I think the last 3 breeding sessions might have taken. But I will ensure he is toxic before being unlocked. I hope to give this boy a ruined orgasm over and over this weekend bringing him to the edge only to stop before he can blast his load.

On election night eve, a handsome black top messaged me on Grindr at 11.30pm. He is turning 32 , asked me if I want to be his birthday fuck. i said yes, walked over immediately. He sucked my nipples as we made out. His beautiful 7.5 inch bbc was rock hard before I sucked it. Without wasting much time, I turned my back around and got on all four. He was gentle and went slowly in at first, but I was hungry and grind my hole hard on his penis. He quickly realized what a slut I am, held my butt with his strong hands and pounded it mercilessly. He asked me to turn around , saying he liked to look at his bottoms. I took some deep popper sniffs and opened up my legs widely. He ramped up his speed , we fucked for twenty minutes before he seeded my hole. He let out a soft moan as he cum, collapsed on top of me . ”Happy birthday!” I said, with his penis in my pussy.

@daemien – thanks for bringing that up. I've had a watersports section here for a long time, but I was missing sections for all the other fetishes. I've just created a Fetish Forum which I've broken down into… Hardcore Fetish (watersports, fisting, BDSM and other topics with an "ick factor" like large gauge and temporary piercings) Mainstream Fetish (things with no "ick factor" like foot fetish and sports gear fetish) Poz Fetish should continue to go in the Backroom. Fem-oriented fetishes should go in the Trans Fem & Cross-Dressing section.

CHAPTER 4 Damon released his hold on my shoulders as he once more held my hips as he slid his now deflated dick from my ass. As he stepped away, I began to rise up so that I could turn and kneel for Todd’s big black dick to go in my mouth for sucking. This was not to be. In mid-rise, I felt a firm hand pushing me back around. “No need. My dick is hard from watchin’, and you got an ass load of cum to lube it on the way in, bitch. You just need to hold on good,” I heard a new voice say. I grabbed the pipe once more firmly. No ceremony; no attempt at niceties; pure animal lust; brutal offensive onslaught; one-sided pleasure; this would be a different fuck just as the other two had been. It was going to be wonderfully vicious. The onslaught was swift just as I had been turned back to face the wall and grab the pipe. A dick head quickly was shoved into my ass followed immediately by the entire length of this new dick which I knew belonged to Todd. He had no civil manners which made this fuck so memorable and wonderful. Just as soon as Todd had rammed his veined thick black engorged dick into my ass and had reached the innermost point he could invade me, he began his withdrawal. He, too, held my hips but his grip was masterful, controlling, demanding that dared me to challenge him. I wouldn’t of course. Todd’s style of fucking was direct and primal. Though he pounded similarly as Phil, his strokes were not measured by the hard depth that drove Phil. Todd had one thing on his mind: fuck me just enough so that he could nut in my ass. That single animalistic procreative drive of his sent him into overdrive that got his juices going. Having watched Damon and I fuck had done its job as well. Todd rammed and jammed his dick in and out of my ass; he was on a mission for his pleasure. In a few minutes of fucking he was already pounding me hard and was going to be a quick deliverer. I hoped Phil was right about at least a couple of loads from each. “Fuckin’ white trash no count bitch’s kunt is on fire with my dick in it,” Todd said in a jarring voice as he pounded in and out of my ass. He continued his pitched fucking as well as his verbal, “You the kind can get fucked a lot an' want more. Nothing but no good hole for fuckin’ is all you are. You need a real man’s dick in your kunt. An', you gettin’ it today, bitch. You gettin’ it good.” With each word jarred from his mouth only adding to his pleasure just as surely as he had gotten from hearing Phil fuck me and then seeing Damon fuck me, Todd continued his journey down the road to completion directing himself on to finish by verbalizing what turned him on about the scene in this rest room where the door did not lock securely. “You fuckin’ white KUNT!” Todd said as he rammed his now fully swollen black dick which was leaking pre-cum in amounts almost as much as if he were pissing. He rammed as far into my ass and as hard as he could. “You cum lovin’ crazed BITCH!” he said as once more he rammed as far into my ass and as hard as he could. “You ain’t aLIVE without a real man’s DICK in your fuckin’ HOLE, you BITCH!” he spit from his mouth for me to hear and feel as he rammed his fully erect dick into my now loosening ass with each word yelled having him to shake me to the core as he time and time again rammed me fully inside as far and as hard as possible. “YOU FUCKIN’ TRASH KUNT FEEL MY DICK FILL YOUR WORTHLESS ASS!” Todd yelled as he one final time shoved his now grossly inflated dick into my ass fully and as hard as possible as he pulled back on my hips so as not to allow any possibility of escaping from his grip not that I entertained any such thought. No way would I pull of this man’s dick just as I was receiving my payment for providing him a means of nutting. I was a paid prostitute. There was no doubt of it. To engage in sex with any man, I was guilty of prostitution because the value that I received from every man was a load of his cum. It matters not to me how much I receive. It is the fact that I get a cum load in my ass. That for me is much more valuable than money. It is priceless, and I not only crave it but have to have it. I hung on to the pipe as Todd’s breathing began finally to return to normal. I continued to feel his dick to pay me my prostitute’s wage. This payment was just as much as the previous two had been. I was going to go home very rich indeed today. And, if Phil was right, I would be double paid by each of them. “Damn, man, just like I lik’em, Phil. You sure can pick’em for us. Glad we found you to do our huntin’ on campus,” Todd said as he slid his now spent and slowly softening veined thick dick from my ass. He laughed a little as he stepped back from my ass slapping it gently. “No hard feelin’s, dude.” “Only thing hard I take is dick,” I said back to him. “You can say whatever you want as long as your dick is hard, and you shove it in my ass like you three have done and leave me that gooey hot white cream to keep. Who’s next, now? I was told I could get a double payment from each of you. I’ve been counting on it.” Phil stepped forward with his dick jutting out and upward at me. “I told you watching porn affected me. And, watching you with Damon and Todd definitely affected me. You sure you’re up for it?” Phil said as he continued approaching me. I turned around and positioned myself once more grabbing the pipe on the wall. Phil stepped up behind me put his piss slit on my bull’s eye, took hold of my hips, and WHAM! Once more he was full force all the way inside me. He needed no foreplay this time. Damon and Todd had provided that for him. I could only imagine such a visual. I concentrated on how his fucking so very differed from Damon and Todd and how I so much enjoyed each of them in their own right. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Phil was almost insistent this time as if it was a desperate fuck he was in need of getting after years of having had no sex. I knew better though. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Each time he slammed his once more blood filled upward curved big dick into my ass I felt him drill the furthest point inside me. He was able to go the deepest that any man had fucked me in a very long time. It was erotic. My prostate I wondered if it would be blunted. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! With that last slam into me with his dick, I felt my own dick instead of the constant leaking of pre-cum from it now rose up high filling with blood. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! My ass was in ecstasy at this now fourth super fucking I was getting. I was beginning to be aroused fully. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! My prostate was screaming its feelings of joy at such a massage of energy. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! With no further need, my balls pulled up as tight as possible to my body. I shivered deeply tightening my hold on this man’s dick. I now put a death grip on his dick as a paroxysm of joy overloaded my own system causing the contents of my balls to come flooding out flowing through the tubes and into my dick which it raced through spewing from my piss slit and out onto the floor below me. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Phil recognized the symptom of what was happening. He, Damon, Todd, and now he again had worked me to a point that Phil was luckily the man in my ass when my overloaded system exploded releasing my own cum load without ever having touched my dick. Phil felt my own squeezing and pushing out all this pent up cum load of mine as his dick was milked and squeezed with as much might as I could muster. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Phil continued to fuck my ass intending to fuck out of me every drop that he could. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! He continued to slam full force into me as he had before driving from me the last vestiges of my ball’s contents. I gave a fleeting thought to the possibility of damage being done to my prostate. If there were, I didn't care. I had to have this man's dick fucking me just as he was doing with the ultimate knowledge that once more he would flood my gut with his load of cum. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! Just as my own cum shot subsided leaving me almost dazed and helpless, I felt on either side of me hands that had grabbed me holding me in place as my grasp began to slip from the pipe. WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! “FUCKIN’, YEAH! BITCHIN’ MAN! TAKIN’ A FUCKIN’ HARD DRIVE. FUCK YEAH! YOU ARE A FUCKIN’ BITCH’S KUNT!” I heard Phil yelling at me as he began to once more fill my ass with his second load of hot gooey white cream that was all mine. Again and again and again repeatedly his fully blood engorged dick swelled up and spit his baby making man juices into my ass. Most men say it is impossible to actually feel that gob of cum passing into an ass: I respectfully disagree. Not every time but most certainly this time I could feel it.

I'm married and breed two guys at least twice a week. One white, one black. I noticed the other day that the black guy already had a load in him. I bred him extra hard. Took a Levitra and then went home and fucked the wife hard. She never knew my unprotected thick cock she loves so much was in a raw cumdumps ass.

One thing embrace getting older. Nothing worse than a LGBTQX individual trying to hold on to the vestiges of their youth. If you eat well and stay active. You can be still fucking in your 60's 70's. Their are younger Dom's that like older well behaved sub's and sissy. Confidence is sexy

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.

This happened just a few moments ago. I am bisexual. In a long term relationship with a woman. She doesn’t know that I’m bi. I’ve conned her into pegging me a few times, but nothing as satisfying as real cock. She went to bed at about 845 tonight. I’ve been incredibly horny lately, so I jumped online to see what’s out there. After about 30 seconds, I get a chat from a guy I used to fuck semi-regularly. Saying he would love to catch up again. I told him that I’m keen to, we just need to find a time when one of us can host (he’s married too). He said he can get out whenever, he’s got an on call job now, so can sneak out whenever. I told him that my wife had just gone to sleep and I was just browsing. I got a message. “ I can be there in 10”. I thought, I can’t do this, my front door is right next to the master bedroom... at the same time, the idea of being fucked, had me hard as a rock. I replied to him, “I can leave the front door open, but be quiet. We can play in the lounge”. We have always played safe, so I told him to bring a condom. I snuck out to my car to get my poppers and a bottle of lube, that I keep for when I travel for work. 😉 I sit on the couch waiting to hear the front door click open. My heart is racing, as another man walks past my marital bedroom, to come fuck me in my house while my wife is home! He comes into the living area and wastes no time in stripping down to nothing. He sits on the couch and I drop down between his legs. I hadn’t seen him in a long time. I forgot how great his cock is. 7 inch, super thick and uncut. I suck him, only for a few minutes until he pulls me aside and stands up, he pushes me into the couch, leaning over the back with my asshole in the air for him. He runs his tongue up and down, getting my hole ready for his cock. As he is rimming me, I hear him open the condom and slide it on. He pulls away, puts a tiny drop of lube on my hole and presses his head against it. He slowly eases himself into me. He knows he’s got a thick cock and takes the first couple of strokes slow. Once I had adjusted to him inside me, he pulls out and sits back down on the couch. He asked me to ride him and kiss him passionately. I sat on his lap and slowly eased down onto his cock. I lean into him and he starts nibbling on my neck. He knows it’s one of my most erogenous zones. As I’m riding him, he pulls out and rips the condom off, grabs the poppers and shoved them under my nose. As I took a big huff, he pulled me back, so his cock was just pressing against my hole. He pulled me straight back onto his cock. For the first time, after dozens of fucks, he was inside me, bareback. I leaned in to kiss him as I was loving his raw cock inside me. As I did, he slapped my ass and told me that I’m going to take his load deep tonight. I rode him for what felt like forever, until he pushed my off and laid me on my back on the chaise. He put my legs over his shoulders and slid his raw pre cum covered cock back inside me. I couldn’t take much more. After just a few thrusts, I started to cum. This is where it gets really hot! I’ve never had this happen before, but after I had cum, I had a huge load too, he pulled out, scooped up every drop he could and coated his cock with it. He started to fuck me with my own cum as lube. After a few minutes, got as deep as he could and I felt him unload a huge load deep inside me. As he got re dressed, he told me that next time, there won’t be any condoms or lube just real raw fucking. It’s long, I know, I’m sorry. But, I think that was one of the best fucks I’ve ever had!

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

Gapping hole today...

Biden’s votes for DOMA and DADT (and lots of other reasonably progressive Democrats as well) are regrettable. But both these laws were passed as compromise measures with the GOP. The Democrats agreed to them because the GOP agreed to not pursue even more anti-LGBTQ+ Laws in return for their support.

CHAPTER 6 We lay there many minutes in a heap and recouped together. He placed his hands finally on the floor on either side of me pushing himself up off and finally slowly pulled his dick out of my ass. He stood up. I continued for a few more seconds to lay there but finally rose also standing before the three of them. I felt very wet from sweat and at least some of the cum and fuck juices that had spilled out of my ass. Phil came first and hugged me kissing me lightly. Damon followed suit only lingered a bit with his kiss. Todd was the last and hesitated as he initially took me in his arms. We looked straight at each other and smiled. He hugged me hard and gave me a very deep kiss slapping my ass as he finished it. I stood looking at them. “Gentlemen, it has been a very deep honor for me to have served you. I hope we can do it again sometime. And, several times. Perhaps, we could make it a bit more comfortable though. I’ll not forget this place, but maybe at my apartment would make it more inviting if any of you are a mind to,” I offered. They looked at each other and smiled. Phil said, “That might just be a possibility. And, maybe videotape it, too.” Damon said, “You wouldn’t mind that would you?” I shook my head no slowly but with great conviction. “I have no problem with that at all as long as I get a copy of the tape.” Phil went over to his shorts and pulled out a pad and pen. He began to write on it. He handed it to Damon who wrote and passed it on to Todd who wrote. Todd handed it to me. I found their names and phone numbers. I carefully removed the page and stuffed it in my wallet. I then wrote my name, address, and phone number three times tearing out two of the sheets. I handed them to Damon and Todd and the pad and ink pen back to Phil. “I’ll be more than willing to welcome each of you individually, in pairs, or all three at any time. Just give me a call so I can be sure to be ready. And, if anyone else you know might be interested in a slut white whore bitch kunt to fuck, bring them along or pass my name and number to them.” We dressed slowly. Damon reminded the other two and me for the first time that this room was “safe” in some ways but that we needed to be careful. He and Phil would leave together taking the elevator to upper floors. Todd would take another staircase to the first floor, and I was to return the way I had come in. Damon and Phil left as Todd and I waited a few minutes to hear that they had gotten onto the elevator. We heard the elevator door close and before we stepped out into the hall, Todd turned to me wrapping his arms around me and driving his tongue deeply into my mouth where I accepted but was surprised at his action. As he withdrew his tongue from me, he looked at me and said, “I don’t know what your plans are for tonight but cancel them. You an I have some unfinished business. I’m gettin’ some more of that kunt of yours, an I mean to have it one way or ‘nother.” I considered his demeanor and words looking at him in a somewhat surprised manner squinting my eyes slightly. I began reeling in what he had said when it suddenly dawned on me. “I’ve got other things planned for tonight. We’ll have to make it another night, Todd,” I returned. I stepped out of his arms waiting and looking at him. “Cancel your plans. I’m goin’ to fuck my new white kunt some more, an I’m doin’ it tonight, bitch,” he said raising his voice. Without warning, his right hand crossed his body and was brought upwards striking me on my right cheek. I spun away from him but stayed on my feet. It had not been a hard hit. “In fact, I’m stayin’ the night to fuck you. An if you’re good enough, I might even turn you over to some of my other buddies who know how to fuck a kunt like you.” We understood each other completely . . . and our roles. We both knew Todd would spend the night at my apartment fucking me. We knew he was going to show me a different side to him and possibly one that Phil and Damon did not know. We knew that Todd was going to be in my life for as long as he wanted and that I had no say. Last, we knew that Todd would be true to his word about turning me over to some of his other buddies whom he would get to watch fucking me so that once more he would fill my ass with his black gargantuan cock and fuck me so that he could flood my insides with his white gooey baby making mixture making claim to my ass as being his to do with what he wanted. No matter who or how many other men fucked me Todd would always be there to once more claim my ass as his by planting his Man seed in me on top to replace all other cum that had been deposited. I was a claimed prize now to be used and to be shared. All this we both knew from that backhand. All was right with the world.

I got cut as an adult too. Foreskin was so tight it was almost impossible to push back all the way, and when it did go back, the head of my dick was overly sensitive, like touching it was like touching my eyeball. I’d had sex with enough guys that I knew I didn’t want it too tight, I just wanted a trim more than a cut. So now when I’m soft there’s still skin covering the ridge of the head and I don’t need to use lube to jerk off. I don’t like lube on my dick anyway so it works. My dick is still really sensitive, but now if guys try and play with it, the feeling is just uncomfortable instead of painful. That probably sounds weird but for me it was a big improvement. I still don’t like guys touching it but that’s ok, I’m just wired different and prefer to have a men playing with my butthole anyway. Recovery took about a length took like month total. I got boxers made out of t-shirt material that were great for the recovery. Totally happy with the results and very glad I did it.

Hey man, I was cut last year and it was the best thing I’ve ever done. Recovery was probably around 3 months, but continually gets better over time. Of course it’s difficult if you loved your foreskin, I didn’t personally. If I’m topping I find it’s much better without my foreskin and I now use lube to masturbate which I absolutely love. I would say my bating sessions are so much better. Cosmetically I think my cock looks much better and while there will inevitably be a change in sensitivity, it hasn’t really affect me.

On Monday I had a day-long unofficial date with the poz pup from the fisting party I posted about. We walked his dog, talked a great deal, and he eventually invited me back to his place for food. I went, we smoked some greenz, and ate. And then he bred me. THICK DICK, and surprisingly cut for a Latino boy. We connected, and I decided to be bold and ask him for an actual date. He said yes! I stayed overnight since my roommate is a piece of shit (and the ceiling caved in while I was away), and got a great night's sleep. We fucked again in the morning. I gave him a damn waterfall of semen after. Sweet guy. We're going for sushi this weekend. I really like him. And before you ask, he's medicated. But I'm not after him for that.

CHAPTER 3 “Good. Cause that’s the only way I really get off and guys like you are so few and far between. With no strings on you, I really hope we can become good fuck buddies. You think about that one though. For now, last chance; you sure you’re willing for Damon and Todd to join us? They got bigger dicks than me but deliver a hot big load and can go at least twice,” Phil said. “I’m good with it. Just as long as they don’t want to use a condom. I don’t let a condom in my ass. And, they have to shoot their load in my ass, too,” I clarified. “It’s all bare and delivery in your ass is a given. I didn’t have a lot of time to talk but gave it straight up to them. They know the score and are cool with it. Just one more thing though. Damon and Todd are both Black,” Phil said. “Any man, any dick, any cum, anytime, anywhere, no questions is my motto. Go get them. I’ll be ready,” I said. Phil rose up off me and slowly pulled his dick the last couple of inches out of my ass as it had by now been slowly retreating. I stood up and turned around. He grinned, reached over, and tapped on the door quietly a few times. I heard the door handle jiggling and finally turn. The door pushed open and in walked two Black men shutting the door behind them. The door lock doesn’t work. How clever. “He’s cool and is willing. And, he took my fucking and load; you probably heard. He’s primed for you,” Phil said. It turned out both were about the same height and weight. They had on service jumper uniforms from the university, so, they worked here. Todd had a shaved head and was clean shaven. He had a chest full of hair and a cut dick that was beautifully veined on top just the way I love to see dicks. (It’s a visual overload thing for me.) Damon had short hair and was also clean shaven. He had just a little sprouting of chest hair and a cut dick that wasn’t as veined as Todd’s but still beautiful. Both of their dicks I later found would inflate to a nice 8 to 9 inches and about 6 to 7 inches around. There was nothing gargantuan about them but definitely hot dicks in their own right. As they slipped out of their service jumpers, I watched intently. This was going to be a first for me, and I had to memorize it all. Damon walked up to me first. I knelt down and sucked in his dick the entire length. I slathered it with my spit tasting this wonderful dick that was going to fuck me and fill me with his cum load. I had to make sure he was ready. Damon put his hands on my head and began to fuck my skull. The “customer” is always right. Damon skull fucked me slowly making sure that my mouth stimulated his big dick as it was moistened as well. He knew Phil and obviously knew how Phil fucked and what a cum load he would leave. It would all be enough in Damon’s mind for him to invade my ass with his big dick and indeed he would invade it. Meanwhile, as I concentrated on Damon, Phil and Todd had watched me intently. They saw how quickly I had sunk to the floor and taken in Damon’s dick sucking on it but more than merely sucking on it—I had knelt and adored and worshipped it giving it that special warm feeling of acceptance. Todd moved quietly behind me to watch as Phil held his place his eyes widened enthralled at the live porno playing out in front of him. Slight movement behind me was heard but I kept my focus on Damon and his now ever rising big dick that had begun to stretch my mouth and fill me so fully. More and more Damon pushed his dick into and pulled out of my mouth as the time approached for his further invasion of me. I felt my ass being probed; I shifted so as not to interrupt Damon but to make my ass available to Todd. I felt a finger slowly slide inside me with uninterrupted insistence. Once fully inserted, I heard a voice say, “Nice and gooey.” Todd began exploring deeper my inside feeling the heat awaiting him and Damon as well as the soggy overload of the huge load of cum that Phil had deposited there. Satisfied that indeed Phil had arranged for another man to be shared among the three of them, Todd withdrew his finger from my ass standing, and then moved off to the side. Damon removed his hands from my head and pulled his dick from my mouth. I looked up as he did so accepting his hands now positioned to assist me in standing. Damon turned me around immediately, and I grabbed the pipe on the wall once more, bent over, and waited. I sensed Damon stepping close behind me proven by the head of his now slick black dick bouncing gently near my ass hole. I felt his left hand as it grasped my left hip as the bouncing ceased feeling a decided adjustment so that the tip of his dick now directly came in contact with the inner most point of the bull’s eye. I felt his right hand as it grasped my right hip. I waited and wondered what this glorious fuck would be like. The inward pressure on my bull’s eye increased as my hips were gently but firmly pulled backwards. The pressure increased more and then more again as I felt my bull’s eye slowly being pried open allowing Damon’s big dick at moderate speed slide inside me stretching my sphincter wide open creating an occasional shooting pain. With my sphincter spread wide, Damon continued his inward slide as I dipped my knees slightly allowing for easier access and acceptance. Further and further, Damon pushed his veined black dick into my ass as it stretched wider the insides making way for the entire length. As it slid into me, the more the spit from my mouth was consumed by mixing with the cum load and fuck juices that Phil had created coating Damon’s now fully hard dick providing the needed lube for Damon to continue uninterrupted until his pubic hairs came to rest mashed against my ass cheeks. This portion of the introduction was now complete. Damon quietly exhaled and held himself. I gently began tightening my sphincter muscle around his dick and then relaxing it. I did this several times until Damon finally began an equally uninterrupted withdrawal when I gently tightened my sphincter in a milking fashion. When this thick black dick had withdrawn until only the head remained in my ass, he stopped. I felt this same procedure of in and out for a couple of more times until Damon was satisfied as to I suppose compatibility between his dick and my ass. He began a faster in and out lubricating his dick with each entry and exit and no doubt increasing the amount of pre-cum flowing from his own piss slit adding to the gooey mixture that I knew was in my ass. His grip on my hips increased as his fucking increased in tempo and depth. I felt him in my ass and tried to envision the sight of his big, fat, veined black dick as it slid in and out of my ass. I truly wished that there were a video camera on hand. Perhaps there would be next time. Damon and I began to tune into the other more and more. I encouraged him with my sphincter gripping and milking him as he felt his balls slamming into my ass cheeks churning and building up his need to unload. I needed to feel his dick spitting out his load and to hear him make whatever audio sounds affirming that he was indeed making that deposit. I continued on matching his tempo and depth. Once more, my hips were grasped harder so as not to slip out of his possession. I again adjusted my stance for better accessibility hoping that it also provided for even a slight increase in depth of his fucking. Damon now fucked my ass hard and deep—not as Phil had done but still an excellent fucking was taking place—continuing on his path to completion which we all four knew would be soon. “You damn, mothafuckin’ bitch. You cum hungry kunt. Fuckin’ white whore. We heard you getting fucked in here. Your gut’s filled with Phil’s load, and I’m now fuckin’ it into a froth that’s leakin’ outta you. You gonna get another big load in there real soon. And, more, you fuckin’ bitch kunt,” Damon began spitting out for me and the other two to hear. The final assault on my ass began soon after his verbal announcement. He had excited me with it and my own dick had responded by issuing a long stream of pre-cum that was constantly fed with each pounding Damon gave me. My pre-cum string stretched about three quarters of the way to the floor before becoming too weighty breaking from my piss slit dropping onto the floor. “FUCKIN’ MOTHAFUCKIN’ KUNT! YOU BITCH!” Damon exclaimed as he reached over me grabbing my shoulders pulling me as tightly to him as possible as his now expansively large black dick invaded my gut and exploding the contents of his balls into me. I felt his dick swell even more and spit out its contents. He held me tightly so that his dick deposit was made as far inside me as possible. He was definitely replacing all of the cum of Phil’s that had been turned into froth. Again and again and again Damon unleashed a torrent of his DNA into my body as I stood glistening in my sweat accepting it willingly and hoping that it would never end. But, as usual, every deposit ends. As Damon and I both felt his dick slowly deflating, I once more gently squeezed on it so that once he began his withdrawal, I could coax out of his beautiful black dick any remaining cum making it the property of my ass. Damon leaned over placing his lips on my back and kissed it. “Hot ass, bitch; good fuck.” I accepted that as a sincere high compliment from this man.

When I got home, Grandad was in the kitchen watching my mother prepare dinner. He was sat on a kitchen chair wearing an old, stained bathrobe which was open at the front. He was stroking his cock as she prepared the food at the counter. "Hi Timmy" She said as I came in. "You're a little late." "Yeah, just kicked around with Peter on the way home." Grandad grinned, and continued to stroke his cock which was now rigid against his hairy belly. "Bet you got up to no good," He winked at my mother. " A friend saw you go in the toilet earlier." I blushed and nodded. "Naughty boy." Said Mom casually, " You never know what you might catch." Grandad laughed. "Too late for that! Show us your arse, Timmy. I bet its dripping!" Mom wiped her hands on a towel and raised an eyebrow. "Well?" She said. I undid my belt and pushed my trousers and pants down. They ignored my stiffening cock as grandad pulled me face down over the table. He pulled my cheeks apart and said "Thought so! Look how wet it is!" Mom laughed and slapped my arse. "Bad boy! Guess you'd better atone and do your grandad a favour." She returned to the counter as grandad got to his feet, dropped the robe and got behind me. I grunted as his shaft slid easliy up me through the lube and spunk and he began to thrust happily in and out. "N..nice.." He gasped. "...what time...oof...what time is dinner?" She turned and checked the clock. "About twenty minutes, I guess. Now hurry up 'cos I need to lay the table." "Yes, mam!" He laughed and began to seriously fuck me, working himeslf up to a climax. She came and stood beside us, stroking my hair and tweaking his nipples. "Gonna cum....aaah!" He cried as his cock throbbed and throbbed and spurted in me. Eventually, he stood back and his softening cock plopped out of my hole which dripped onto the floor "Right," my mother said, slapping my bum again. "Get that mess on the floor cleaned up then the pair of you clear off whilst I finish dinner."

Yesterday... was ghosted by an impromptu play date in the am. After cleaning out. I was ticked off, and very horny, and cruised grindr pretty aggressively - and apparently Pan Priapus heard my prayers! Messaged a pair of sexy hairy legs, and he was down to come visit me in the early afternoon. Not my usual - very much the otter type, tall and slender, with treasure trail style belly fur. Not hung, but hard as steel. Passionate and skilled in the sack. We flip fucked (he surprised me by enthusiastically taking my monster) for at least an hour, and my hole was delightfully pummeled. He pulled out and came on me (his choice) at the same time as I sprayed like a firehose (he commented on that). So, technically not breeding, but a VERY satisfactory play date nonetheless. Fuck, I needed that!

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."

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.

I like it best when I can tell the guys fucking me really want to hurt me and they really think I'm cheap, disgusting, used pozzed up trash. I love it when men strangle me so hard that they bruise my neck and make me lose consciousness. specially if when I wake up some new guy fucking me and that guy is long gone. or the guy has his forearm shoved up my ass. I had a regular anon top who would fuck me blindfolded in his apt. sometimes alone, sometimes with one or two other guys and he would get me on my back and strangle the fuck out of me while he drilled my ass and he would tell me how much he wanted to "snuff"me and get me to beg him to. he said he would rather snuff me with his aids cum. no idea what he looked like but he was a hot fuck everytime

There is literally NO evidence, whatsoever, that Biden is a pedophile, nor is he a member of the KKK, devoted or otherwise. That's a nasty rumor being circulated by people out to wreck our country by discouraging people from voting at all. However, it's documented fact that Trump's father, Fred, was arrested as a young man at a KKK rally in New York, which is in keeping with what we know of his racially discriminatory rental practices and which attitudes he's passed on to his son. That said, if you're that ill-informed, and given that you live in a solidly blue state, I'm glad you are passing on voting - we don't need more uninformed people polluting the ballot box.

It would be nice to start all of this to say I had no idea when I entered the Bathhouse what Bug chasing and Neg/Poz sex was about. That would make all of this look innocent.That I had no idea what might happen and that I was forced into this against my will, almost. That would be a total lie though. Do you notice how many stories and porn stories with pozzing as it’s main subject , always have a guy slightly unwilling, naive or duped into becoming a poz slut? That was not me . I was no victim. I wanted that poz cum in me when I went into the bathhouse. I selected that bathhouse because the reviews had mentioned lots of shady men and bareback sex. More than one review mentioned guys with veins popping out and breeding going on. It was a magnet to me. The moment I saw a comment, that some guy had got pozzed there, I knew I had to go. Like a moth to the fucking flame, I was at the door of the bathhouse to get fucked poz This night I walked into the small bathhouse with purpose. I had seen an ad , an ad for a guy to be pozzed and like the voyeur and slut I was, I had to see, I had to go .I barely noticed the guy who smiled as I gave him my money , when I walked in. I asked where the Steamroom was , he replied . I walked to the lockers and I quickly undressed and wrapped a towel around me. The Steamroom was downstairs. I ignored everything else and tried to find it That is where the young guy in the Bareback Ad online had said he would be. He wanted to be Poz. The ad had 14 replies. At least 5 fully poz guys with no medication answered. The bottom was 19 and you could tell many guys would go just because he was young. I went because I knew one of the guys going. He wasn’t poz and he had fucked me before, but he was hot and so the young guy had readily accepted the request and told him when and where it was happening . The same bathhouse , with the same reputation and here I was outside the Steamroom. I put my towel on the hook outside the room. There were only about 4 other towels on hooks. I walked in. The first thing I noticed was not being able to see .It took a moment for my eyes to adjust and even then all I could see was shadows . What was surprising or really not ,was how few shadows there were and how none of the shadows seemed to be engaged in anything resembling sex. Before I could sit down on a bench, I saw a shadow lurch towards me. It was my fuckbud . In an angry whisper he said to me “ I knew it was you. That fucking stuck up slut never came. He bailed. They nearly always do. “ with that he walked out. Silence, darkness and heat and what was I clutching, oh yeah the poppers. I sat down. Part of me knew he wouldn’t turn up. It was all too much of a fantasy and what was I hoping anyway? To watch him be pozzed . Why never me ? I was thinking of all of this when I noticed a sudden movement near me. One of the shadows started moving towards another shadow and started speaking. “Well fuck it , if I am not going to gift someone I am going to the pub.” The guy he was talking to laughed. “ These fucking flakes, you know it is all just bullshit” then it happened. I don’t know if it was poppers or fear or darkness or that I was desperate ,but I heard myself speak. It was so lacking in confidence , but it was me, there was no doubt. “I am Neg. I would love to be charged Poz.” There was silence. I had no idea how many people were in the Steamroom. Including me , maybe 5? Silence . Nothing. Then one of the voices spoke. “You want my Poz seed?” “Fuck yeah “ I replied. Out of darkness I felt a hand. It lightly brushed my cock, then I felt myself being lifted up as the hand went under my balls and started to search my ass. “Fuck yeah ,Poz him “ someone said out of the darkness. I was both terrified and exhilarated. Out of the steam the shape of a fat cock came into view and my mouth opened as the hand beneath my balls started to lift me up, still searching my ass. I knew i was about to be lost . I grabbed the poppers and held it against my nose and sniffed hard. At that moment someone grabbed me and took the poppers out of my hand and while I tried to get them back started to turn me around towards the wall. I could hear myself breathing , talking to myself “ Fuck what are you doing ? “ I said to myself . “Don’t stop relax you want this ,”the other part of me said. Then my voice came out again “Poz my Neg ass” There were groans . I could hear people jerking off and then suddenly I saw a small man with a crix belly . He had a big fat cock. He had veins out everywhere that I could see. He had the “look”. Now it was my turn to groan. He came close to my ear and loudly whispered “ I was going to ask if you were sure” He said , “ but we both know you are.. slut “ He disappeared behind . I felt someone spread my legs . I couldn’t tell who. Suddenly as out of nowhere I felt my bottle of poppers against my nose. I sniffed it in hard, as it was taken away again .I relaxed and lent back, but started to feel a dick start to probe my ass. I panicked. Had I even lube up there?. But then I could feel the cold distinct feeling of lube being rubbed in my ass. Just as I felt this I felt a guy’s cock behind push into me hard. I groaned hard. I almost panted. I could hear groans around the room and the loud sounds of wanking. I was terrified and in heat. I hoped and feared it was the crix guy behind me,but both of us were panting and the pain and the pleasure kept up . My moaning was becoming loud, like some bitch in heat I was. Someone opened the Steamroom door and closed it. The heat started become hard to bear. Still I was bent towards the wall. The shadows seemed closer, the groans and the jerking. Someone groaned loudly and came on the floor. This made everyone louder. I was lost. “Make me pregnant” I yelled. “Charge me “ The door kept opening and closing . There was a loud groan and suddenly stillness behind me. “ You got my babies mate” and he laughed. At that there was a loud groan of “Fuck yeah” . I thought it was from some other guy, but it was me. A dick left, another one replaced it . I was being converted.i loved it The guy with Crix came up beside me again. “Tonight your going to be fucked up. “Please fuck me “i yelled . “ I already made you pregnant mate. The guy fucking you now is the guy who let you in and he has never taken meds. You will be truly fucked up by the end of this.” I don’t know how long I was there. I don’t know how many loads I had. Eventually I ended up at the showers. Everyone I passed smiled. Others would smile and pat me on the butt. I was humiliated. I was in heat . I could still feel cum inside me. It was still going down my leg .I went upstairs and dressed. As I went to the front door dressed ,the guy who let me in smiled. “Do you need a water. You must be dehydrated .”He handed me a bottle. I offered to pay . “ Are you kidding , after the floor show you put on tonight. Everyone should be buying you drinks” . I looked him over. He didn’t have the look . He smiled and almost blushed. “ Hey bud don’t worry I have it and you have well and truly been infected” . It was my turn to blush. “ I um.. “ I managed to stammer. The guy had a broad smile on him. “ I may not be obvious, but you are. As soon as you walked in I thought yep he wants the bug. When your friend left he was pissed because the 19 year old wasn’t there. He told me that at least you would be pozzed tonight. I mean that is how it always happens”. I was abit confused. He looked me in the eye and said “ There is no 19 year old begging to be pozzed that has an ad out to meet at this place. I place it, every couple of weeks , a different one. Sometimes they are 25, sometimes 30. Always hot. Always desperate to be pozzed.” “But why ?“ I stammered out “ Because it drums up business. People always come. The Tuesday night used to be dead. Now we have people crawling all over the place. The 19 year old may not be here, but someone always leaves converted. Someone always leaves with the Gift. Tonight that guy is you.” My legs felt weak, but I could feel my dick get stiff. “ In a couple of weeks hopefully you will take “ he said. “ The next time I put out an ad for a hot 27 year old you can be there and help convert a newbie . Someone like you . But if you don’t convert you can be that newbie. Can I sign you up for a membership for this bathhouse?” “Sold” I yelled too quickly. “ I want to be a member “. He smiled “ This week you are the newest member”

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

CHAPTER 1 A local university has a humanities building that I heard has a reputation for a certain rest room being “festive”. I found a map of the campus, located the building, and looked for parking. One of the saddest features about this university is that parking is at an extreme premium on all days at all times. Parking permits are required almost everywhere which required a little reconnoitering on my part. Luckily, I did find a handful of spaces not too far from the building for visitors. I entered the building walking around the first floor until I found a stairwell. I went up to the second floor. As I opened the door and stepped out into the hall, I glanced around and with great fortune had come out diagonally to the men’s room for which I was looking. I opened the door finding there was an inner door as well. I opened it and went in. I stood there momentarily glancing around to get my bearings. To the left were several lavatories and urinals in a room. To the right were several stalls. A couple of men were at urinals separated by the typical unused urinal between them. (Fearful heterosexuals no doubt.) I nonchalantly moved to the right. I noted that the first two stalls had feet in them and doors closed presumably locked. I moved down the line finding the remaining three stalls empty. I went in five, locked the door, unzipped my shorts, dropped them to my ankles, and took my seat. I had come prepared or at least as prepared as one can be for rest room sex. I was thoroughly cleaned out, had my bottle of lube, and had my balls strapped into my favorite leather strap pulling them down. Now, all that was missing was a pair of feet in a stall next to me. I heard the flushing of two urinals followed by water at lavatories. Paper towels dispensed, hands wiped dry, and departure of the two from the urinals. That left only stalls one and two now. As I sat there, I realized that my bladder was pressing a bit, so I drained a little into my bowl. I sat there thinking that maybe my good reference for this place had been sadly mistaken or that I had come at a decidedly off time. A few minutes more passed when I thought I heard shuffling feet. I strained to hear. Silence. More minutes passed. Then, I heard a definite sound of a metal latch. Immediately, I heard someone pull up pants and zipper, the commode was flushed, a latch unhooked, someone walking, and the inner door opening and closing, and finally the outer door opening and closing. I sat on my commode in silence. I looked down and surprisingly my dick was bobbing and leaking. What? Just hearing sounds in a public rest room that all indicated that men had completed their business? I smiled at my silly self. Then, I noticed that my last rest room companion was moving around. I tuned in. I thought I heard him quietly unlatching his door. I focused on listening but heard nothing until I heard the stall door next to me open and then close with the latch engaged. I noticed a shadow as it backed to the commode sitting down as a pair of shorts hit the floor mostly covering his feet which were in sneakers. We sat there together in silence. I knew we were both there for the same reason; he could only assume I was. Soon, I noticed his shorts bobbing as he began the foot stretching and movements of inquiring as to my intent. I returned the signal of bobbing my foot and scooting it closer to him. Now, there was no doubt as to the intent of either of us. It was now a matter of seeing if we were there for the same reason and for different roles. We sat there a bit more when suddenly a piece of paper was pushed part of the way under the wall. I took it. He asked what I was looking for? I put my hand under the stall and imitated writing. I was handed a pen. (How was I to know writing was going to be required?) I wrote back that I was looking to suck a dick and with luck to get fucked, too. Why lie or beat around the bush? I handed the pen and paper back. I got the note back as I heard my stall neighbor begin to dress. I slowly read the note and then re-read it quickly. “Not here; follow me to a safer place that is more private.” I thought quickly and decided to chance it. I had to hurry. Once away from the building, my stall neighbor stopped to let me catch up. We introduced ourselves. As we walked, he told me that he knew a rest room that was very private. I eyed him as we walked. About six feet tall, broad shoulders, hairy thick arms and legs, tanned, blond hair, hazel eyes, clean shaven, and a slight drawl in his speech. As we neared one of the older buildings on campus, we slowed. He told me we were going in the building together but that inside we would split up. Hmmm. Now, I began to wonder. He told me to slowly walk through the first floor looking at the exhibits until I reached the far side of the building. There would be a set of stairs on my left. Go down them. At the bottom, go through the door that had a pane of glass in it turning right as soon as I was through the door. I was to continue down that hall until I came to a door marked “Men” on it. Go inside and wait. He would follow shortly. We entered the building together, and he waited by the elevator as I continued down the hall looking at the exhibits along the way. I took my time not only looking at the exhibits but also thinking if this was actually a good idea. Obviously, no, it wasn’t. I became apprehensive but continued on until I came to the other end of the building. I was faced with three choices: I could return the way I came and leave campus; I could go out the door now in front of me; or I could continue down the steps on the left and follow through with this walk for a maybe fuck. I hesitated on the last exhibit making up my mind. I glanced around and down the steps I went. I found the door with the pane of glass, went through it, turned right, and found “Men” on a door. I opened it and went inside. I knew why no one came here. This rest room was down a darkened hall which was lined with obvious junk items waiting to be trashed. I wondered when the last time the rest room had been used though it seemed to be clean; well, as clean as a public rest room can be. It was the size of a large walk-in closet perhaps containing two stalls, one urinal, and a lavatory. It was isolated and my apprehension grew. The minutes ticked away. I unhooked my keys slipping the clip into my right rear pocket where I could easily reach for it. Not much but I could use a handful of keys with one as a projectile if needed. My ears perked up as I heard sneakers coming down the hall. I stepped away from the door and waited. There was a light tap and then it opened. My stall neighbor stuck his head in looked around seeing me and grinned broadly. He came in quickly quietly closing the door and locking it. He came up to me and said, “I can bet you are not sure about this, but this is a lot safer and a lot more private.” With that, he pulled his shirt up and over his head, unhooked and unzipped his shorts and stepped out of them. I hesitated but finally followed in stripping. I put my clothes on top of his on the radiator. As I turned around, he stepped up to me. I could feel his dick already hardening pushing upward into my crotch area. He pushed a bit and let it slide up between us as he wrapped his arms around my chest. I wrapped mine around his neck. Our lips met that finally led to wide mouthed spit swapping and tongue wrestling. We kissed for several minutes. He finally pulled his tongue from my mouth and said, “Feel okay now?” I shook my head yes. “Good. Now, we can get serious. I have spent most of the morning trying to find someone to fuck. All they want to do is suck. I need ass,” he said. “You don’t know how much I love to fuck. Thing is, I like it rough. Really hard slam fucking. It gets me going and turns me on hearing how hard I’m hitting a guy’s ass when I’m fucking him. And, if I can hurt a guy when I’m fucking him, that turns me on even more. I guess this might not be what you are looking for.” I looked up at him and grinned. “Well, as long as you don’t break a bone of mine or rip me so much that I need medical attention, that fits on my dance card. I love it hard, deep, and harder still. But, only if you cum in my ass. I can’t stand it when a guy pulls out and shoots on my back. That’s gross and wasteful.” Phil’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You are for real? You seriously love a rough fuck?” “Yes, as long as no hospital is needed,” I said. He laughed and stepped away from me. His dick lowered itself from my body but remained upward curved with its tanned look and now slimy pink head pointed at me. I knelt immediately consuming it almost to the shortly cut pubic hairs. The upward curve was a deterrent for sucking but would be welcomed for a standing fuck.

Nope

That's fucking hot. Has she ever caught you, Stud?

If I am not mistaken, Marriage Equality was supported by Biden before Obama...and that he even CONVINCED Obama to support it No polititian is the second coming of Christ (heck I don't personally believe in Christ's first coming)

CHAPTER 5 He moved his hands away from my hips and up alongside me under my armpits as he pushed his dick as far into me as possible. His pubic hair pushed my ass forward as the hands on either side of me raised me upwards so that I was flattened other than the pipe against the wall. It was an awkward position but I kept feeling Phil pumping more and more of his delectable cum load into my body. We were coupled together pressed against the wall until he no longer had any further deposit to make. Phil stayed where he was with me impaled on him as he regained his strength. We stayed joined each in joy for different reasons but through the same physical action. For every action there is an opposite and equal reaction. Slowly, Phil began his withdrawal as his dick deflated from inside me. He leaned forward licking on the nape of my neck sending shivers through me. His encouragement was appreciated but unnecessary. I was determined to leave this building with six loads of cum in my ass. Phil’s dick finally fell out of my ass with a loud squishing plop along with what must have been a large glob of cum the owner of which was most likely all three men. Some of the glob I felt hitting the back of my legs and some almost imperceptibly hit the floor with a quiet but decided liquid splash. I stepped back away from the wall being released by the two Black men who had helped me from falling. I carefully knelt down finding the glob of cum that had slipped out and hit the floor. I carefully scooped it up looking at it and then at my three fuckers. I smiled and said, “Waste not, want not.” Likewise, I retrieved the gob that had landed on my leg making the same deposit into my mouth. I stood slowly and wavered. “Who’s next,” I asked. “Time waits for no fucker. I need another load or two of cum in me. I’m not full just yet.” Damon walked over to where his jumpsuit was. He picked it up and moved to the middle of the room. He tossed it down and lay down on it on his back. His beautiful veined black dick beckoned me to him. I moved to him and stepped over straddling him. I lowered myself down to his waiting dick. Reaching back grasping his dick, I guided my ass to the tip placing it at my opening. I shuffled about on my feet so that I was properly positioned over Damon as he raised his knees behind me. I slid downward more so that the dick head punctured my hole. I continued sliding downward until I felt my ass coming to rest on top of his pubic hair. Without wasting a moment, Damon lowered his legs a little digging the heels of his shoes into the ankle area of his work jumpsuit. He began fucking upwards into my ass as I finished settling on the lower portion of my legs. It was uncomfortable for us both but it was how this man wanted to fuck me. I wandered about in my mind feeling each slice of his black dick sliding in and out of my ass. I relished every movement knowing what it would ultimately mean to us both. I thought back to his fucking me before. It was unrushed in relative terms. This was more of a rush now. He had seen Todd and then Phil fuck me. As we both enjoyed being the exhibitionist for the other two to watch and were enjoying our individual role that we were engaged, we continued in our new position. Shortly after having begun being fucked while astride this Black man, I felt a pressure at my mouth and opened my eyes to find Phil had offered up his dick. I opened my mouth and inhaled it tasting all the spit, fuck juices that had been created during three fuckings, and cum loads from three men. I had no need for supper this day. I fed more on this meaty dick that had been offered up. I cleaned it and worshiped it as my ass paid homage to this Black man who was now inserted in my ass again. I was in total submission to being fed through both of my orifices. I tasted this nectar in my mouth as surely as I tasted the same in my ass. Damon continued his upward fucking raising himself up off the floor for more advantage and leverage. I adjusted myself to accommodate him as I finished cleaning Phil’s dick, and he stepped away to watch with Todd. Damon began grunting more and more as he thrust harder and harder upwards into my ass to finish his now determined libido’s need. His balls racked around inside his sack jostling for position and urging to completion. They did not slap against my ass as they had done the first time he fucked me. Pity. I began gently milking his wonderful black dick that was invading my ass. “Fucking, kunt. You bitch. You cock sucking, cum crazed, white trash kunt fucking TAKE MY DAMN LOAD OF CUM UP YOUR ASS!” Damon yelled announcing once more that he had begun to unleash another torrent of cum into my ass. He fucked upwards more and more as I now settled down firmly onto his dick pushing his ass cheeks flat to the front of his work jump suit. I squeezed him solidly and milked his load into me feeling the intensity of the fuck had passed. As he lay there composing himself, Todd walked over grabbing his work jump suit spreading it out next to Damon. I watched but did not pull off Damon as he had not finished. I saw that Todd had also been affected watching Phil and then Damon. His dick once more was fully erect displaying those beautiful thick veins as his thick dick jutted straight out from his body. With no more indication from Damon’s dick, I could tell he was finished. I slowly rose up losing his dick but clamping down on it with my sphincter so as not to lose any cum. I slowly and carefully stood up and stepped to one side of him as Todd reached out to me. I followed his lead to his jump suit. Phil stepped over to my clothes taking my shorts and shirt handing them to me. Todd said, “Lay down, bitch, on your stomach. Use your clothes to give you some padding.” I rolled my clothes up and did as told. I knew what he had planned for me for his final fuck. I positioned myself on top of my clothes spreading my legs giving him access to my ass. Todd was as before already past the foreplay point for him. All the visual of watching two men fuck another man had been enough for him. He was ready to fuck again. I felt him line the head of his dick up with my ass hole and once more he made a straight in plunge full depth. He wrapped his shoes around my ankles pulling them inward as he lay down on top of me. He put his left hand on my shoulder and his right hand on my hip and began once more to fuck me as he had before. Once more he began his animalistic fucking of my ass. It was his, now, and he was going to nut in it. He pounded again and began his animalistic rutting as before. He continued on as I felt now the tell tale signs of sweat growing between us. I did not know if it was his, mine, or ours. I just knew that I was hot and was getting another hot fucking and would be rewarded with another load of cum. Sweat and its owner really mattered not but did give me a gauge of where we were on the road to completion. Though it was his second round of fucking, just like Phil and Damon, Todd had been treated to live porn. There is something more to be said about porn that is three dimensional as opposed to two dimensional. Seeing porn as it is being made even though not taped is still very stimulating. Todd continued his fucking and pounding as my hips and now my chest began to hurt from the weight on me being pressed into the concrete floor. I would not complain; that would be unforgivable. “You fuckin’, kunt, are goin’ to get it again,” Todd said. “You fuckin’ love big black dick in your ass, don’t ya? You know you do. You just a white trash whore that can’t get enough,” he continued. “You need to have a big ol’ dick in you, don’t you? You can’t live without it. You fuckin’ are nothin’ but a piece of shit that needs to be fucked until you all loose and can’t be fucked anymore. You gotta have a dick in your kunt to make you live. DON’T CHA, BITCH?” “Fuck, yeah,” I said. “I’m totally nothing without a big dick in my ass fucking me hard for a long time and then filling me to overflowing with a cum load that doesn’t stop. I can’t be fucked enough by any man or men. Fuck me, Todd; please, fuck my kunt with your big veined black dick and fill me up with your cum load. Give me your baby making juice from your balls. YEAH, THAT’S IT MAN; FUCK MY KUNT, YOU ASS FUCKIN’ CUM SHOOTIN’ BLACK MAN. GIVE ME YOUR FUCKIN’ BALL JUICES!” With that tirade from me, Todd drove his dick fully into my ass and began unleashing his second load of cum into me mixing it with all the other five loads that were in there. He ground his dick around and would spike it in occasionally giving me intense feeling from him as more and more of his ball juices drained into me. He collapsed on top of me.

That's probably the best way to use trash like you

^^What he said, akula!^^

i always knew i was a bottom from the time i knew i was gay. As a boy whenever Robin got tied up in a Batman episode i found it indescribably hot and wanted to be Robin. But when i first came out i thought i was very vanilla and wanted a hearts and flowers relationship (even as my taste in porn was getting more and more kinky). my teacher at university spotted the sub in me and told other students in my class that i was more than gay, but also a sub. When you friends told me that i pretended to be outraged. But in actual fact i found myself wondering how he knew. And wishing he’d use me. It took me another 20 years to act on my desires. People often call the act of living out Y/your kink fantasies the “second coming out.”

Flattery will get you everywhere

At 53 I get more sex then ever in my 20's or 30's, I have guys in their teens and 20's want to be my boy. I totally embrace being a Daddy I love it!!

Leaves me wanting to find a glory hole and let a dozen strangers breed my horny ass. Clean every cock with my mouth after they unload. So fuckin horny!

I love these posts. I haven’t been lucky enough to live into my fifties yet, but it’s great to know that as a bottom, life doesn’t stop then! You guys rock!

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.

Thursday night late, I got hit up on Grindr by a young black cub who only wanted head. He sent me a nice dick pic, so I decided to give him a go. He was impressed by my oral skills and appreciative, but the whole thing only lasted 15 minutes. Last night I was supposed to hook up with the young black top who a multi-cummer. He and I have been fuck buddies off and on for 2-3 years since he was a student at my university. He is coming back to town to work at a Haunted House for Halloween (it's actually a haunted forest outdoor thing, so they have been operating with limits on how many people go through). About 2:30, I got a drunk text from him explaining he had gotten too wasted at the cast party, and someone had taken away his keys. I told him I was annoyed, but he should touch base in the morning. I woke up to a string of very apologetic text messages from him that were sincere enough to earn my forgiveness. 😉 I decided to make one of his fantasies come true. He is very turned on that I was a professor at the university he attended even though we had no professional interaction while he was a student. He had allowed that he always wanted to fuck me in my office on campus, so we met in the parking lot at 10:00 this morning. I let us into the locked building, and we went up to the office. We stripped down and made out for a while. He worked my nipples until I was about to come unglued. I knelt and sucked him fully hard. He worked my nipples more and fucked my throat for a while. He's big but not huge (7" and thick), so I could take it pretty easily. He pulled me up and bent me over my desk (I had already cleared a spot and laid down a towel). He spit into his hand and fingered my ass open. I wasn't sure how well just spit/no poppers would work, but once he got it into me, I started to self lubricate. He gave me a good hard fuck for about 10-15 minutes. He asked if I wanted his load (he knows that turns me on). After I begged, he shot a big one in me and collapsed into my office chair. I knelt down and cleaned him off with my mouth. We made out and worked each other's nipples. After about 5 minutes, he was ready for round two. I did grab the poppers this time. He bent me over the desk again and immediately launched into a rough, hard fuck. It was better than the first time because it was so much smoother with his load for lube. After about 15 more minutes, he could tell my legs were giving out, so he pulled out. I turned over and lifted my legs, and he slid back in. What followed was close to a half hour of some of the most powerful and intense pounding I have ever experienced. He moved my legs to his shoulders, then spread apart, then wrapped around him. At one point he put one foot on the desk and half climbed on top of me. He was pounding me so hard that my head was banging on the desk. My hole was making wet, squelching noised as his body slammed into mine over and over. I did not care. It was brutal and erotic and amazing. He finally shot another huge load deep inside. He collapsed back into the chair, and I again cleaned him up. I had brought some small towels and wet wipes. We cleaned up and got dressed. We laughed about how loud it had gotten although I think we were the only people in the building. He said if we did again in the office he wanted to do a whole role play scene ("I really need an A, professor. I'll do anything"). I walked him down, and we agreed to do it again soon.

Fuck! I want to be part of this family1

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.

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

Where in CT? You on bbrt?

It was a recession, not a depression. Also, that was the same Ronald Reagan that denied that AIDS was an issue until his friend Rock Hudson was diagnosed. And stem cell research was evil until it held some hope of a treatment for Alzheimer's. He was the beginning of the "It's not a problem unless it affects me" Republicans. The Republicans of old (i.e. small government, fiscally responsible) are long gone - by several decades. Just look at the deficits that the Republican presidents of late have saddled us with. Ironically, the Democrats that have replaced them have generally been much more centrist and fiscally responsible.

Something really horny and a massive turn-on, (before actually seeing a guys hole) to check out what they have on offer with a finger or fingers.......to discover a moist gaping well used gash of a mancunt with big lips, dripping and ready for use..... Its why I also understand the reaction when a top checks out my hole and his response....;)

6. Safe as Homes Fabien watched James quickly drink the contents of the juice box. He knew that there was another 1.5ml of G in each one. Unlike James, Fabien nursed his drink, suddenly having to chug it as the Uber pulled in to the curb. "Here," the driver said. "You boys have fun," he said, smiling. "Don't forget your bag," he mentioned to Fabien. "Thanks," Fabien said. He reached back into the car to grab the party bag Tiago had given him. "Gonna fuck him up?" the driver said. "Your friend?" Fabien noticed the driver for the first time. He wasn't that tall, but he had a tight, muscular body. He had dark hair, and a thick, Arab beard. He wasn't that bad looking. "Hell yeah," Fabien said. "Rape him good." "Well. If you need any help, let me know." He handed Fabien a card with a number scribbled on it. Fabien stuck it in his pocket, grabbed the bag, and closed the door. He wondered how James would look if he were impaled on Omar's thick cock. "Where are you?" he asked James. "This way," James said, and lead him through the gates to the apartment complex. "Where did the guy live?" Fabien asked. He could see James shiver. He wondered what memory the question had brought back. His dick throbbed at the possibilities. "Sorry," he said, "I mean, if it brought back anything bad." James stopped, and Fabien put his arms around him. "It's good," Fabien said. "It's hard," James said. "I just. I don't know what to do." "You don't have to do anything at all. It was something very hard for you." James was crying again. Fabien wished his cock wasn't quite so hard. "Thank you." He pointed at a corner several floors up. "There," he said. "4F. I can't forget it." "How does it make you feel? Seeing it now?" "Angry. Mad. Helpless. Scared." "Let's go," Fabien said. "Get you in your apartment. Probably don't want to meet him right now." "No. No. It's not going to happen," James said, panic in his voice, almost like he was once more face to face with Conrad. "I just can't. No." "Where are you?" Fabien asked. "Get you somewhere safe." "Yeah. Safe." James was shaking; Fabien wondered just how much G was in the juice box. Not to mention what he had taken earlier, and he couldn't forget the booty bump. "Please. Safe." "Where?" Fabien asked. Finally, James began to walk towards a distant door. It was off a hallway from the central atrium; the hallway was lit with a flickering florescent bulb. James fumbled with the key, but eventually got the door open. The apartment was spare; it was mostly filled by bed in one corner, a worn sofa in another, and the battered table and two wooden chairs by the small kitchen area. "Home," James said. "I dunno. I don't want to hurt." "Let me hold you," Fabien said. "You don't have to do anything. You can just share with me." James nodded, the tears in his eyes. Fabien took off his shoes, watch, and emptied his pockets. James did the same, leaving his phone on the floor next to the bed. The two men climbed into bed. "I can't forget his laugh." James finally said. "It's what I remember most." "His laugh?" Fabien asked. "When I told him to stop. He laughed at me. Then just said, 'But I haven't cum yet,'" "What did you do?" "I was tied up. Blindfolded." James paused; he was starting to sob. "I couldn't do anything. And he knew it." Fabien's cock was stiff. He wanted to adjust it, but he wanted to hear what James would say next. "He knew it. And he just laughed." "Did he cum in you?" Fabien asked. "After that?" "Yeah. He did. Twice I think." "You think?" Fabien asked. "I was blindfolded. And there were other guys there too. Watching me. Laughing." "How many? Guys there, I mean." "Three? Four? It was hard to keep track." "Did they all fuck you?" "I think so." He sobbed quietly, not wanting Fabien to know just how weak he was. "I don't know. I couldn't do anything to stop them." James's phone buzzed. He reached down and grabbed it. It was a message from Tim. "Tiago said you had a bad night?" "I should answer this," James managed to say. He turned back to the phone. "Yeah. Made bad choices." "There was so much cum in your hole," Fabien said. "Earlier. When Dr. T had you open." James's phone buzzed again. "We all do that. You just have to learn what you did wrong, and make better choices in the future." Tiago continued to type. "I've got a meeting. But Tiago said you have a friend there. I'll come by your place in an hour. You can tell me what happened." "Sure," James wrote back. "I guess." He wasn't sure if he wanted to tell another person about the dicks that had forced themselves into him. "Sorry," he said to Fabien. "Friend. He might come over later." "That's cool. Just a friend? Or have you guys fucked too?" James hesitated. He hated how every question Fabien asked made him seem like even more of a slut. "Don't worry," Fabien said. "I know you've done a lot. You said you liked to party. And Tiago said he fucked you. It's cool." "Yeah," James said. "He fucked me. A lot. And.." "Yeah?" "He and Tiago shared me." "Damn. That's hot. Were you high?" "Yeah." "Did the guy give you drugs too?" "He did. More than I wanted." "That's intense. Did you pass out?" "I...I..." James stammered again. "I can't really remember. There's gaps. I don't remember. And then I do." "You don't have to remember anything you don't want to," Fabien said. "Just remember the good things, right?" He was nodding, just like Tiago had taught him; James started to nod as well. "Hey. Let's smoke a bit, ok? You already got some. I need to catch up." "Yeah, I guess," James said. He was lying down, but he wanted to get up and move around. He felt warm, and happy; there was even a bead of sweat on his forehead. His hole was itching, and as much as he hated it, he wanted to get fucked. He wanted to feel Tiago hold him. He looked up at Fabien. He had found a glass pipe, and was heating up the bowl. "Do a few hits with me," Fabien said, and then started to inhale deeply. James remembered how the clouds had tasted and good he had felt when Tim had shared it with Tiago and him. But as soon as he remembered that, he remembered how Conrad had forced him to inhale the crystal clouds. James tensed, his body twitching, remembering what had happened. "You ok," Fabien asked. "You tensed up." Fabien inhaled from the glass pipe. "Just. Memories. It's hard." Fabien exhaled. "From last night?" James nodded. Fabien smiled. "What happened," he asked. "I want to hear it." Fabien inhaled again. It was a long, slow draw. "I was tied up. Blindfolded," James said. "I could hear him. Hear him hitting the pipe. He did massive hits." "Do one with me," Fabien said. He leaned in, and pressed his lips against James's mouth. Before he knew what he had done, James had opened his mouth. Fabien took immediate advantage, and exhaled his cloud directly down James's throat. "It's so good," Fabien said, kissing James. "This feels good, doesn't it?" James nodded. "Yeah," he finally said. The crystal was warm and made his mind spin. "He did massive hits?" Fabien asked, reminding James of his tale. "He forced it into me. I was too high, too tired to do anything. I had to take it." "It's better now," Fabien said. He handed James the pipe. It was warm and smoking. "You can do a hit on your own," he said. "Remember how good it can feel?" James nodded, and let himself take a slow hit from the pipe. "That's it. No worries. Enjoy it." James felt his lungs fill. His head was filling with familiar, sleazy thoughts. The memories came with them. He gasped, a bit of smoke escaping. "You ok?" Fabien asked. James paused and held the smoke in. Fabien took the pipe, and heated it up again. James exhaled. "Just. Just another memory." "I'm here," Fabien said. "Tell me what happened." Fabien inhaled again. "He put some tina on his cock," James said. "I didn't want to get fucked. I didn't want more drugs. I told him no." "But?" Fabien said, before returning to the pipe. "He did it. He fucked me. It hurt. Like my ass was on fire." "He didn't take no," Fabien said. James nodded. "Take another hit." Fabien passed the pipe to James. "Smoking will help you. Get you in a better headspace." "Yeah?" James asked. "I just want to forget." Fabien nodded, and James started to suck on the glass stem. "Just let yourself feel good for a moment," Fabien said. He watched James hit the pipe. Fabien saw how James was staring at him. Fabien smiled, but let James take a huge hit before gently nodding his head. James held the hit for nearly thirty seconds, before finally exhaling a thick cloud of smoke. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," James said. "Fuck." "Feeling it?" Fabien asked. "Yeah. I am. It's. It's" "It's good," Fabien said. "It's really good for you." He held up the torch, and lit it. "Now. Do another hit. And tell me another story about last night."

I finally got to Hampstead Heath last weekend, It was everything I'd hoped! I'd been working in London, staying in a Holiday Inn. I couldn't arrange anything there because they insisted on taking the temp of every one going in. I didn't finish work until past 7 on Friday night (bloody job that turned out more complex) so went to eat and then was feeling horny. So thought I'd go to take a look on Hampstead Heath, I'd never been before. It was getting dusk by the time I got there but I could still see some. It seemed pretty quiet until I ventured into the trees and realised there were quite a few guys there already. After few mins I came across three guys fucking a guy who was standing against a tree, then I found a clearing with prob 8 or 9 guys, a few fucking, others watching. I went across to watch. As soon as I got there a guy knelt in front of me. I only had shorts, tee shirt and trainers on, it was a really hot night. He pulled my shorts down and started to suck me. Seconds later a finger was in my hole, I'd lubed with Ky and a dollop of vaseline to stop it drying out before I got there. I was pushed over, my hands found the tree, a meaty cock head probed my arse crack, couldn't find my opening. I reached behind to pull it to my hole. He shoves, my arse bursts with pain. Fuck, hold on I cry. He ignores me, head followed by shaft drives deeper into me. No talk, no condom. I manage to open my poppers, sniff deeply. His fucking is savage, the pain fades as the poppers kick in and his cock massages my prostate. Its so hot and humid, I pull my tee off, I'm sweating as I take this strangers cock raw in my arse. Minutes later he rams deep, grunting as he cums in my bowels. I lay forward, shocked I guess at the speed of it all. The clearing seems to have filled with guys. Hands grab my hips and pull me up, another cock seeks my hole, i feel his jeans zip against me when he bottoms out, he lasts maybe a minute before a feel a rush inside me, cum dribbles down my balls when he pulls out. I shuffle to the tree, kicking my shorts off and grabbing them with my tee as I lie forward and rest my chest on the tree. What a slut I think to myself as cock no. 3 drives into me, I can't believe I'm offering my hole to all comers. This one doesn't cum, I don't think, or the next, but then three in succession sound like they do and my hole is running wet again. I stayed there until it started getting light. I guess I took 30 or 40 cocks, perhaps some fucked me twice or more, perhaps half came inside me. Very few had condoms. As it started to get light I could tell that guys were getting ready to leave and several seemed to be looking for a hole to get off in before going. These seemed the biggest loads as cum would kind of stream out when they pulled out, although maybe my hole was pretty wide and relaxed by then too. I decided I'd had enough when it became daylight. I'd hung onto my clothes throughout, but my shorts did little to hide the state I was in. My legs were sticky with cum, i was sweaty, dirty, but felt so satisfied. I had to get the carpet cleaner on my car seat the next day after driving home!

As a top I find it the most pleasurable thing ever! I recently went to a Cumunion in DC and had the pleasure of putting my cock through the glory hole. A nice wet mouth started sucking my cock hard..what a fantastic blow job! Gentle licks and flicks of the tongue to get my cock nice and hard. It was so fucking erotic to hear the moans and groans and banging bodies all around me while I was feeling his warm mouth on me. The best was yet to cum however. He slowly pulled his mouth away from my cock (and I admit I was a bit sad at first) the then I felt his warm wet hole slide down my cock head and down my shaft. I shoved my dick deeper into the glory hole and his hole was pressed back even harder against the wall that was between us. I started thrusting in and out and could hear him gasp in pleasure. I was feeling good as my dick slide deeper into his wet used man pussy. I hit some poppers and felt my balls tingle. I didn't want to cum yet because it felt so damn good. But, you know what happens next. My cock expanded, i shoved myself deeper inside and let my load fly. I was loudly moaning and groaning (maybe screaming?) with pleasure as the slut took everything I had. He squeezed my cock with his ass muscles to get every drop and then cleaned it off as it began to soften. I was sweaty and happy as I left the booth. A short time later, after I rested I was on the prowl for more ass!