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Part 10 I made TJ stay in that position as I went to get the plug, the fat one. I wanted him to watch his friends as my cum dripped out of his just fucked hole. I shoved the crystal covered plug into his hole fast and hard, enjoying his groans and whimpers of pain as the T did it's job burning his tender hole. There was a knock on the door. I made TJ kneel in the middle of the living room with his legs spread, his arms behind his back and his head bowed. I grabbed a blindfold and put it on him before I answered the door. I already knew who it was before I even answered. It was a guy from down the hall that I sold weed to. He stopped by every other Friday when he got paid for a sack and a little extra. He was cool with me being gay and having subs. In fact, the little extra he came for was a blowjob from whatever whore I currently had. His fat bitch of a wife wouldn't put out any more, so he got some relief at my place. After we did our deal, I walked him over to my newest whore. Juan dropped his pants and grabbed TJ's head and yanked it back. He opened his mouth in surprise and Juan put his fat Mexican cock into his mouth. My slave instantly closed his mouth and started sucking. He raised his hands and tried to put his hands on the cock he was sucking, but Carlos pulled out and slapped him hard across his face. TJ cried out in pain and surprise! "Keep your hands behind your back gringo faggot!" He ordered my whore in his thick Mexican accent. "I'm sorry." TJ replied in a scared voice. Carlos just grabbed his hair and stuck his cock back in. He held a fistful of TJ's hair as skull fucked the kid. I just stood back and hit the pipe, enjoying the show. I didn't know what I liked more....watching my straight skaterboy take cock his mouth or his ass! They BOTH were hot. I handed Carlos some poppers and he held them under TJ's nose, making the boy take several hits in each nostril. "Oh yeah..........breathe in you faggot whore!" Juan demanded. TJ breathed in the fumes until I could see he was a little wobbly. Then Juan really went to town on the teenager. He pounded TJ's face as the kid choked and gagged, coughing up spit whenever Juan pulled his cock out long enough for TJ to breath. Juan kept up the brutal face fuck until he smashed TJ's face into his pubes and held him there tight as he pumped his pent up load into the teenage whore. TJ just struggled and flailed as he was drowned in cum. After Juan left I got TJ dressed to go out. Well, dressed consisted of just his leather items and a pair of ripped up jeans. He looked so hot and dirty as I led him on a leash, barefoot to the car, like a good slave. And like a slave, I was really going to put him through the wringer tonight. Our first stop was the bookstore. It was the perfect time, Friday night at 5. There would be lots of available cocks to suck. Married guys loved to stop by on their way home to their bitch wives for a quick blowjob. And sure enough, there were quite a few cars there. We paid and luckily my favourite booth was open. And there was an extra treat waiting. Someone had jizzed on the dirty floor, and I used the opportunity to further degrade TJ. I mixed a little T into the cum and pushed TJ's face toward it. He tried to avoid doing what he knew I wanted him to do, but I quickly backhanded him and grabbed his hair. "You will lick that up you filthy little whore!" I said as I pushed his face into it. "Or you will never get another thing from me!" TJ hesitantly stuck his tongue out and I pushed him down into it. "Lick it whore!" I demanded him again. He lapped it up as I held his head down. Soon it was all gone. "Now, start sucking!" TJ crawled to a hole, and soon a cock was poking through and he took it into his mouth. I smiled as I watched him swallow the strangers cum that was soon pumped into his straight boy teenage mouth. After I had watched him suck off 4 more cocks, I went on a little mission. I searched the empty rooms and the various garbages and soon had found 5 used condoms with loads still in them. I went back to the booth to find TJ exactly where he should be. On his hands and knees with a cock in his mouth. I undid his jeans and pulled them down exposing his hairy ass. I grabbed the plug and pulled it out as TJ groaned with the cock in his mouth. I stuck my finger in him, enjoying how loose his hole was becoming. I carefully emptied all the cum into one condom, then stuffed that condom into TJ's hole. With a little dexterity, I squeezed out the contents into my little skater whore. Then I took a nice sized shard and pushed it into his cummy hole. I made sure to rub the shard into his intestine walls while I enjoyed the wetness I felt. TJ whined a bit as his insides started burning again, and grunted in pain as I shoved the plug back into him. I left his jeans down, enjoying how slutty he looked giving head like that with his ass exposed. After a couple of hours and 12 loads in TJ's stomach, I decided it was time to move to the next stop on our little journey. There was an area of the city that had a large homeless population. It also happened to be in a couple of abandoned buildings. The cops didn't really patrol the area. I know this because I frequently would take my whores there to service the homeless guys. Tonight it was TJ's turn. I gave him some laced Gatorade to drink on our drive over there, and I let him hit the pipe a few times as well. By the time we got there, he was visibly fucked up. I led his barefoot ass into one of the buildings and through a little maze. We passed many homeless guys on the way, and most of them knew what was up. A couple of them started following us. The place stunk. It reeked like piss and body odor, and that actually aroused me a bit knowing TJ was about to be debased like he had never been before. We reached a room that had some exposed pipes, and I attached TJ's leash to one, locking it so he couldn't go anywhere. Then I stripped him of his jeans, totally exposing him. He looked frightened as he saw people moving in the shadows. Even in his fucked up state, he knew what was up. I didn't say anything as I produced a syringe and quickly stuck TJ. Then I pulled the plug out of his ass and retreated to the shadows to stand back and watch. The first guy that approached TJ pushed him to his knees before fishing out a soft cock. TJ was so fucked up that he didn't even hesitate. He just opened his mouth and the homeless guy stuck his cock right in. I could see him gag from the smell of the dirty cock he was sucking, and that made my dick twitch. The homeless guy just held TJ's head as his hips pounded his average size cock into the warm, wet hole. A couple more guys were standing around, rubbing their cocks through their pants, waiting for their turn. The guy fucking TJ's mouth didn't last very long, and was soon pumping his load into my straight skater whore. As soon as he stepped away, another guy took his place. He grabbed TJ's hair and slammed what had to be an 8 inch cock all the way down TJ's throat. TJ gagged as the man held him there. Meanwhile, another man had come up behind TJ. He just dropped his pants and rammed a nice thick cock balls deep in TJ's ass. TJ let out a muffled scream as his hole was suddenly stretched open. The guy in TJ's throat pulled out and TJ coughed out some phlegm. The guy in TJ's pussy grabbed his skinny waist and pounded away. The other guy rammed his cock back down TJ's throat. I just stood back and enjoyed the show, rubbing my hard cock through my pants. This is what I love about the homeless guys. They don't make gentle love, they are rough and brutal. It's probably been months for them without a hole to cum in, so when they finally get one, they pound it for all its worth. Even the straight guys will partake because for them it's not a gay thing. It's just a warm, wet hole to dump in. Like in prison. I smiled as I watched the men dump their loads in my drugged up teenage whore. This was a place I would bring TJ to many times in the future. In all, I watched 10 guys dump into TJ's pussy, and another 14 down his throat. By the time they were finished, TJ was a mess lying in the dirt, where the little piece of trash belonged. But his night was far from over, and we had one more stop to make.

My palms were sweaty as I sat in my car. I had driven 8 hours to get there, but it wasn't too late to turn back. It wasn't too late to stop myself from doing something incredibly stupid and dangerous. It wasn't too late. But while my head was telling me the smart thing to do, my cock, that had been locked up for a month, and my ass, that had a plug up it, were telling me otherwise. Before common sense took over, I grabbed my bag and opened the car door. I had met him two months ago, online. I say him, because I didn't even know his name. This was the first of several stupid decisions. But that was part of the fantasy, anonymity. Not only did I not know his name, but I didn't know what he looked like, how old he was, or anything a sane person would know about someone they were going to relinquish every ounce of control to. And that made my dick hard. We had met in a fetish chatroom, and all I knew about him was his screen name, ControlingTop10. I had seen him in this room multiple times, but it wasn't until I said my darkest fantasy out loud that he sent me a message. "Are you serious boy?" I knew the game. Chat rooms are mostly there for people to jerk off. So I messaged him back. "Yes Sir, I am." "I can make it happen. How old?" "35 Sir." "Pics?" I sent him two pics. One of my torso, and one of my ass. I looked pretty good for 35. I wasn't a gym bunny, but I liked to run and bike, so my body was lean and tight. I had a nice lite covering of brown chest hair, but my ass was nice and smooth. "Looks good boy, Face?" Now, I don't normally send out face pics, but I was feeling frisky, so I sent him one. I'm not bad to look at. I have nice brown eyes and a beard that I keep trimmed short and brown hair that I also keep short. "Very nice. I have to go but I will Message you soon." And he was gone. I didn't think too much more about him, and didn't see him in the chat for a few days, so I figured he was a game player. Then I got another message. "You got a cam, boy?" "Yes Sir." "Turn it on and jerk off for me." We got connected and I stripped off my clothes. I was already hard. I liked to show off for guys. I had a pretty 6 inch cock, not that big, but on my 5' 9" frame it looked just right. I jerked myself while he watched. At least I think he was watching, he didn't say a word. I liked that. It felt like he was using me. After I shot a healthy load all over my chest and stomach he finally messaged. "Good boy. Be here same time next week, and wear a jockstrap." "Yes Sir." I thought about him all week, even though he was probably just someone getting his rocks off. But there I was, one week later in my jockstrap. "Good boy. You poz?" "No Sir, neg." "Does it matter?" "I won't have a choice, will I Sir?" "No, you won't." As he said those words, my hard cock throbbed and leaked precum. "Good boy. So, are you still serious?" "100% Sir." "Good boy. If this happens, you will come down here on Friday, so I can make sure you're here, and real, and it will take place Saturday night, but you won't leave until Monday morning. Can you do that?" "Yes Sir." "Good boy. Once you get here, you will stay in a cage until it's time. And you will be hooded and blindfolded. Do you agree to that?" I could very well be handing myself over to a murderer. But the danger of the unknown was part of the fantasy. "Yes Sir." My hard dick was soaking my jock in precum. "Good boy, now jerk off. And make it good." I put on a good show, playing with my nips, sucking on the wet jock, and shooting a bigger load than last time. "Good boy. Same time next week. Wear your jock and have a dildo." And he was gone. All week long my thoughts were about this man, this stranger I knew nothing about that I was going to give myself over to. And I jerked off every night, imagining what was going to happen to me and shooting huge loads. The next week, there I was in my jockstrap, dildo in hand. "Good boy. Now, give me your address. I am going to send you a package with instructions. You will follow these instructions, and if you fail, it's over. Do you agree to this?" I hesitated for a moment before I typed, "Yes Sir." "Good boy. Now, give me your address and give me a show." My heart was pounding in my chest as I gave this stranger my address, but my dick was drooling. Then I put on a show. I fucked myself with the dildo, on my back, facing the camera so that he could watch my face as I pounded my hole. I shot a load that hit me in the face. "Good boy. You will get a package tomorrow from FedEx. Be here next week." My mind was a blur the next day and I eagerly opened the package as soon as it arrived. Inside it were three dildos, each one increasing in size with various textures, a fat butt plug, three bottles of poppers, and a plastic cock cage. I grabbed the enclosed letter and read it. "Hello boy. First you will shave your cock and balls, then put on the cock cage and lock it with the plastic lock. Next you will send me two pics of it clearly showing the lock number. I had better recieve the pics before 8:00. If at any time over the next month you try to remove it, it will be over. When you meet me on the camera next, you will have taken your phone and set the alarm so that it goes off every five minutes in the infinity mode. The alarm will go off exactly five minutes after you appear on the cam, which will be 8:00 sharp. The reason for this is, you will hit a fresh bottle of poppers twice in each nostril, deep and long every time the alarm goes off. I will know it's a fresh bottle, because I sent three different kinds, and you will open them on cam. After you show me your locked up cock, so I know it wasn't tampered with, you will take the smallest of the three dildos and insert it in your ass. How long it takes is up to you. If you want to stretch yourself before hand, that's your choice, but the next part won't begin until the dildo is fully in you. So how many hits you've taken before its buried in you will be entirely in your hands. Once it is buried in you, you will face the camera and the next timer will start. For 30 minutes, you will ride the dildo. And by ride it I mean I want to see at least 4 inches of it come out of your ass before you slam yourself back down on it. Any time you stop riding it, even for a second, it's over. And you will be facing the camera so that I can be assured you're hitting the poppers as instructed. After 30 minutes, you will remove the dildo and display your hole for me. As far as the plug goes, you can wear it as much as you want, and I would suggest you do, but you WILL wear it on the entire ride down here. I will know you have it in because you will send me a short video every hour, on the hour. This video will pan from your plugged hole to the odometer in your car as proof. Oh, and I've marked it so I'll know it's the correct one the entire time. If you fail at anything, then it's over and your darkest fantasy will never come true. Sir" I looked at the dildos. The first one was probably 8 inches long and made to look like a man's cock, with thick veins running up and down it. The second one was probably 10 inches long with fat little nubs all over it. The third one scared me. It was at least 12 inches long, fat, and had a thick line that wrapped around it like a corkscrew. As much as could stretch my hole, I knew I would be having to stretch it out extra good in preparation for that. But that's what I wanted, to have my hole wrecked. My hands were trembling as I locked the cage.

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.

Dean and Carl make their way around Jasons wrists and ankles, tying them in place. Jason is giddily smiling at me. I kiss him and tell him quietly “Let’s take it slow and keep it light; from Deans story I assume he’s also HIV positive.” He response “For sure. I love you.” I look down and his dick is already hard and poking out of the top of his jock. My dick is the same, straining against the leg of my pants. Carl pulls out a strange looking helmet out of his backpack. Dean explains “this is for sensory deprivation. Jason won’t be able to hear or see anything but his nose and mouth are exposed. It will enhance his sense feel, smell, and taste. Jason, although you won’t be able to make out what we’re saying, we’ll still be able to hear you. If you want us to stop, tell us. Otherwise, I will take good care of you.” Carl works the helmet onto Jasons head and pulls some straps on the sides so it’s snug. Carls asks “can u hear me?” A few times and Jason doesn’t respond. It’s so warm and humid that we’ve all started to sweat. Jasons beefy body and thick furry legs glisten. Dean is even more sweaty and I watch beads rolling down his chest and into his stomach fur as he positions himself in between Jasons legs. I’m on the side of Jason, and Carl is right next to me. Dean starts teaching “Tom, I’ll make sure he knows where I am at all times with my hands and body. Although I’m in control, the key is to play off of his reactions to maximize pleasure. First I’m going to warm him up.” He lightly grips Jasons ankles and slowly and sensually massages up his legs, to his crotch, up the sides of his body, into his pits. No ones touches Jason this intimately except me, and although it’s making a pit in my stomach, my dick keeps flexing and my mouth water while I watch Dean seemingly enjoy just rubbing Jason so much. I notice Deans own crotch is sporting a massive bulge under his jeans. As he leans forward it presses up against Jasons bare ass. Carl notices my concerned face and rubs my lower back comfortingly with one hand. I look back at Dean make his way up Jasons arms and back down his chest. Jason flinches, as his nipples are extremely sensitive. Dean continues down his stomach, bushes over Jasons exposed hard dick head and covered shaft and balls. Then he spits a large string of saliva on a few of his fingers and lightly massages the outside of Jasons hole. He presses in and one finger pushes knuckle-deep. Jason squirms, moans, and his dick flexes. Dean drips another large string of saliva onto his still-inserted finger and works a second finger in. Strangely my dick flexes almost in sync with Jasons as I think of Deans sweet spit entering inside Jason. I glance to my right and Carl is now stroking himself. He has a solid 6” dick with large balls. He grabs my hand and places it on his dick. It’s already slick with lube. I’ve never really gripped anyone else’s dick besides mine and Jasons. I grip Carls dick a few times, to feel all of his veins, shaft, and balls. He spits on his own hand and fishes out my dick. It aches with pleasure. Normally I would protest but it seems fair and fine in the current situation. We look back at Dean. He’s using one hand to hold Jasons dick and the other to twirl around Jasons precum-slick dick head. Jason tugs on all the restraints and moans as Dean twirls harder for an extended moment. Shadowy figures surround us, jerking themselves as they watch. Dean trails his fingers up Jasons furry stomach to his nipples and then teases them the same way. Jason moans louder, tugs, and involuntarily flexes his dick which is now oozing a steady stream of precum on his stomach. “Bingo” Dean says under his breath. As Dean teases his nipples, I see him grinding his tented crotch on Jasons hole. My heart thumps but for some reason I am transfixed watching Jasons lust. All the while my own dick already feels like it could cum any moment as Carl barely strokes it. I grab his wrist to slow him down. Random hands appear around Deans waist and unbutton and unzipped his jeans. Dean seems unfazed and continues to tease Jasons nipples while his rock hard dick springs free. He has no underwear on. HIs dick is about 7”, uncut, curved upward, its head is poking out of its taut foreskin and is wet with precum. I spot a tattoo on his lower waist, to the side of his pubes.. a black scorpion. FUCK. I figured he was positive but now I KNOW! And Jason has no idea! Dean leans forward farther and his shiny wet helmet rubs up against Jasons balls and taint. I think to myself “not much more.” and then feel my dick get enveloped in a warm mouth. It feels so good I grab onto his head to keep balance. I look down and it’s Carl. He’s squat down, jacking himself while working my dick like I've never felt ever before - swallowing my entire shaft and nearly my balls. Dean leans back, pinches poz precum off his dick, leans forward again and dips his slimy fingers into Jasons mouth. Jason sucks on them like he’s in heat. I feel my balls starting to tingle.. this is all going south. I barely muster up the courage to mutter to Dean “He’s not on prep so please keep it light.” Dean looks at me like an animal distracted from a feast and also like he didn’t hear me and responds “huh? Sure, my guy.” and then pinches off more of his precum and jams his fingers deep into MY mouth! It’s so viscus and salty. With my tongue I feel how thick and rough his fingers are. I’m completely lost in the moment and also suck on them. I feel a random hand go down the back of my pants and straight for my hole. My pants drop to the floor. The fingers feel great and I let them massage their way in. I look back at Dean grab Jasons neck with one hand while working his nipple with the other and rocking forward. Jasen is moaning and seemingly trying to push his ass against Dean. I notice Deans dick is no longer visible. My left hand jets to it and I can feel it resting and barely poking into Jasons hole, which is now slick POZ precum! Just as I opened my mouth to tell him to stop, a hand grabs the back of my head and another holds poppers under my nose. Startled, I inhale hard. They keep them at my nose. I feel Dean slowly push forward and his foreskin roll back against my hand as his hard spongy dick slowly sinks inside Jasons stretched, hairy hole. I get light-headed and move my hand to the chain while the others on and Carls head (which is still sucking me down to my nuts). My heart is pounding. I feel my dick head jam down Carls silky throat and my cum starts to well up in my balls. He must sense im close because he fucks his own throat harder. I can barely see that Dean is now choking Jason with both hands and is pressed all the way up against him. I know he’s now balls deep and leaking his poisonous positive precum inside Jason. Jason moans loudly like he does when he’s about to cum. Dean pulls Jason down onto his dick harder and then starts to hammer into him while growling “that’s it, welcome to the family you stud.. take my AIDS babies you stud.. FUCKKK!!” Dean pulls him down one last time and remains balls deep while shaking. I know he’s flooding Jasons ass with torrents of his AIDS cum. Jason pushes his ass harder onto Dean and groans louder than I’ve ever heard while he spurts volley after volley of cum onto his chest. I can’t help but grab the sides of Carls head and impale deeper while exploding down his throat. Carl moans while guzzling my cum. Deans twitches while remaining pressed balls-deep inside Jason and looks over at me “Good start to the night.”

My boyfriend and I have been together and monogamous for about three years and live in Manhattan. I’m Tom, 33, a middle-America white-boy, 6’, 200 lbs, muscular, moderate body hair, scruffy facial hair, equip with dick larger than most - thick 7” and heavy hairy balls that produce way too much cum, cum that found out preferred to be dumped into a mans hairy ass opposed to a women when I met my now boyfriend, Jason. Jason is 36, 5”10, Italian, also muscular, not quite as hairy as me up top, but his lower-body hair is spot-on - he naturally has trunk legs and a plump muscular ass with thick coarse fur that starts right at his waist it and gets thicker right down the crack. It’s like his ass was made for my pleasure. He came out in his 20’s but has always lived a sexually conservative life. We met (I think he stalked me) at the gym, started lifting together, steaming together, eventually having drinks together, then he crashing at my place one night after having too much to drink and I woke up to him blowing me in the morning. Although it freaked me out at first, I came so almost painfully hard down his masculine throat, it changed me right then. We’re both pretty conscious about what we put in our body and are not on prep. I like the idea of my healthy non-prep sperms coating his fertile insides. After three years, we still have strong sexual chemistry. I like to save my nut up for 1-2 days, then pounding a round or two in him before work, sending him off full of my babies, and then I’ll usually be ready for another round after work. I love nothing more than the moment when he’s about to cum - watching his handsome face become flush, dark red lips wet with my spit, hearing breath get heavier and groans, and then feeling his furry hole clamp down on my dick as he spurts. If I hadn’t flooded him by the time he cums, it always sets me over the edge. That being said, I’m the top. Although we’re satisfied the majority of the time, in the last year he’s wanted me to fuck him in front of strangers. So occasionally we’ll venture to a bath house where I can pound him while randoms watch. A few hands on him are fine, but we don’t let anyone do much other than that. Between you and I, occasionally I let a randoms finger or two in my ass while fucking him. Nothing risky, but it can induce a hard nut. That’s been our spice for the last year, but earlier this week he asked about trying restraints and a blindfold. I enjoy making him happy and mixing it up but don’t know the first thing about bondage, so tonight we’ve decided to visit a fetish club not far from our place to possibly learn something. Because he wanted tonight to be extra hot, we’ve saved our loads for three days (one longer than usual) and I’m about to rape him. I know he’s hornier than usual also just by the way his clammy hand has been tightly holding mine. Whether we learn something or not, I’m fucking his brains out.

Moved to NYC in August but between moving, the pandemic, etc. I just haven’t gotten fucked. I also went off Prep for a while and had to find a new provider here. And I have a roommate now due to NYC being so expensive, so no more just leaving the door unlocked and laying out for dick. Am finally back on Prep and needing to be a cumdump again. Just hit a boiling point today and couldn’t take it anymore and got back on the apps. Started talking to a heavyset daddy on Growlr. Told him how horny I am and he says he hasn’t cum in a few days. He says I’m cute and that I should come over. So I go to his place, we go to his bedroom and get naked, and immediately start kissing. We kiss for 5 mins or so until it reaches its end. I lay out on the bed on my stomach and he gets on top and starts pounding away. I’m moaning, he’s moaning. His thick dick feels so good. I keep saying “yeah” over and over again. It’s been too long. Soon enough he’s breeding me and from his grunting I can tell he really hadn’t cum in days. He gets up and sits back in the chair that’s in his room. I ask him if he thinks he can go again, and he says he can. I tell him “well this is all yours when your ready”. I just lay there and don’t bother getting up. When he’s ready he gets up and back on top of me. He’s owning my hole again. I think I’m moaning even louder this time. He lasts longer this time too. That thick raw dick feels so good inside. He’s picking up the pace and blasts another load in me. And we were done after that. Need to end the year on a high note and start taking dick regularly again. Find guys who can host (hard in NYC), check out the bookstores, etc. Even thought of taking a quick trip to Philly or another close by big city and getting a hotel. And I have to say that Growlr is a great resource for finding thick dick, which I prefer. What older guy wouldn't want to fill a smaller younger bottom. I wish it wasn't a pandemic and the NYC bear party was running right now, totally up my alley. Could really use a gangbang.

Most of Hitler & Mussolini's commandeering of private enterprise came as part of the war effort. In that respect, the US, UK, etc. were no different during the war. It's what nations at war DO. No reputable historian classifies Hitler as a "socialist", least of all because of his appropriation of the term "socialist", any more than East Germany or North Korea were/are classified as democracies simply because one was the "German Democratic Republic" and the other is the "Democratic People's Republic of Korea". One could cite approximately a hundred examples of regulations and executive orders of his being struck down on both statutory and constitutional grounds. One could cite the myriad court cases he's lost trying to keep records of his administration hidden. Those are hallmarks of dictatorship, as are his incessant demands for personal loyalty. Even now, as a lame duck president, he's firing officials who he perceived as "insufficiently loyal" during the election, even though they will all be out of a job soon along with him. And he tried, though too late, to shift a huge portion of the classified civil service - the permanent workforce of subject-matter experts who serve EVERY administration - into the category of "fire at will" - again, so he could purge anyone he suspected of disloyalty. Most of his net worth is a mirage. As a private company, he doesn't have to disclose audited financial statements to the public like a public corporation would. But whenever the press gets hold of documentation as to his income, expenses, and assets and liabilities, they show he's worth far less, and makes far less, than he pretends. That's been his MO his entire life, from when he used to claim to own all the apartment buildings his dad actually held, in order to appear to be a billionaire long before he was worth that, if ever. Then you're simply not paying attention. Odd how even the Trump Justice Dept. keeps bringing charges against Trump-supporting "Proud Boys" and "Boogaloo Boys" and other groups for inciting riots at what had been peaceful BLM protests - riots they try to pin on the BLM supporters. As for hysteria, call it whatever you want, but they're still rejecting all sorts of scientific and physical evidence.

Political and economic systems are not entirely overlapping. One can be a fascist capitalist, one can be a fascist socialist. One can be a democratic capitalist or a democratic socialist. Trump is simply a con man and a tax cheat.

The Slut (Part 2 - in progress) Mitch was sitting in the living room, waiting for one of his Dad’s mates from work. He was told, today would be the day to make a new cock ejaculate into his young body. Just the thought of it made him sick. His step-dad expected him to give the guy a great time, like any other good whore would do. He twitched, every time he heard steps at the front door. The red transparent cropped shirt was giving a hint of the two small nipples. His pale ass cheeks were clearly visible, since he wore only small red jocks. On the waistband was the word ‘Slut’ printed over and over again. Suddenly there was the shrilling noise of the doorbell. Mitch almost fell off the couch and started to hyperventilate. He remembered the advices his dad had given him this morning. ‘Stay focused on the cock’ ‘Get into contact with the cock’ ‘Milk the cock’ He got up slowly and walked towards the door, pinching his nipples slightly to get them erected. His heart was beating like a drum. He looked through the spyhole and saw Uncle Brian preparing to ring the bell again, while adjusting his junk in his pants with his other hand. The sharp sound of the bell echoed in Mitch’s head, while he took a last deep breath before opening the door. He didn’t dare to look at Brian’s eyes and heard his deep voice saying ‘Oh – that’s nice…’ “Hello Uncle Brian… please come in?” he invited the man in, who wasn’t related to him by blood, but has been there for him, almost his entire life. Brian stepped inside and turned around to get a better look at Mitch’s backside. The boy slowly closed the door. “Don’t call me Uncle anymore… it doesn’t seem to be appropriate…” he told Mitch. Mitch simply nodded, without raising his glance. He looked instead at the prominent bulge before him and tried to find out, whether his uncle wore his cock to the left or to the right side. He licked his upper lip subconsciously, as he often did, being concentrated at one thing. “My oh my… you really look the part, like a cheap boy whore… very good. Your dad wasn’t lying about that…” Brian mumbled and scanned Mitch’s slim body. Mitch stepped slowly forward and touched Brian’s bump sensitively. He started rubbing the cock through the guys pants, paying attention to the hidden glans. “Losing no time, eh? Good whore…” Brian enjoyed the boy’s slutty behavior. The lad felt the hot, pulsating piece of meat hardening under his touch. Both stood there, not saying a word. Mitch hoped he would wake up and find this was only a bad dream, or that Brian would get a bad conscience and withdraw from his plans. “Oh yeah… get me hard, faggot….” Brian moaned. Every word, was like a slap into the young guys face. “Do you want to come into my room? You can… fuck me there?” Mitch asked sadly. “Sure… go ahead. Lead me into your love cave” Brian answered with a mocking voice. Slowly the boy moved to the stairs. “Pull your ass cheeks apart… I want to see your cunt…” Brian growled in his deep voice. Mitch took a deep breath and reached behind, to pry his ass cheeks apart. Slowly he moved upstairs, when he heard a clinging sound behind him. He turned his head around and saw Brian opening up his belt and pants already, while staring at Mitch’s asshole, following the teenager. “Fuck… such a tight faggot hole... I will rip you apart…” the male behind him moaned. “I will shred you to pieces… Bitch!” he kept on threatening and insulting the poor kid.

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)

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.

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.

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."

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

Not XTube, yet a HOT vid with internal cumshot: [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/25081/the-19-year-old-hairy-virgin/

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.

Does it really matter if we're hard while getting fucked? I think our sense as bottoms of having to be hard comes from porn. For me, as long as the one fucking and the one fucked are enjoying themselves -- that's what is important!

While away for a wrestle comp/ training camp our Coach & team Captain invite me to coach's room as rest of team sleep, we all have a couple of beers. I notice a slightly odd taste but shrug it off happy to be invited to chill out with Couch & stud Captain. We are talking about training & fitness regimes & Coach suggests that he wants to introduce the team to a new vitamin shot & ask if we two boys will have a practice shot now with him so we can explain it to our team mates & reassure them if they are hesitant. I say to the Captain that we owe it to coach after all he's done for us, taking us to championship, we only want whole wrestle team to do well. He agrees, & Coach pulls out prepared points explaining to both of us the process we'll feel a warm rush, cough hard a couple of times , then melt a bit into bed, then will feel really amazing & prob a bit horny. We boys giggle slightly at horny, & I notice my cock & Captains twitches & fills out a bit in his wrestle kit. Coach swap glances with me & suggest I go first. "Sure coach- no probs." I say slightly apprehensive but confident coach is looking after us. Coach puts an elastic fastener around my bulging boy bicep & tightens it, asks me to extend my arm & clench my fist, finds a a vein easily, I clench my teeth as the needle pricks my arm. Coach explains he draws a little blood out to make sure he has hit vein then he pushes down on the plunger, efficiently removes needle tip & puts a swab over spot on my arm. Asks me if I'm ready & he releases elastic fastener & says for me to hold my arm over my head. WOW I feel this massive warm wave immediately rush up my body, 5 or 6 hard coughs, then BAM... the most amazing all body ecstatic feeling, I feel small awesome feeling tingles, then collapse back on the bed, then I'm so incredibly Horny, my cock is hard a leaking precum through my wrestle kit & I have touch it, stroke my cock. Even more surprising is that I want Coach. I want my wrestle Captain. I want to kiss them, feel their stud hard muscled bodies, feel their hard 9" cocks, taste them. While I'm enjoying this amazing feeling & stoking my cock having found a bottle of lube on the bed which I didn't notice earlier I watch Coach perform same procedure on my mate the stud Team Captain while he smiles @ me. The fastener is released from his arm he coughs 5 times hard & he collapses next to me with his arm over his head. I wrap my arm around him, feeling his chest as he puts a leg over mine. He starts to explore me as we touch & feel each other. Both our cocks are hard & massive amount of precum leaks through our wrestle kits. Coach turns on his laptop & & a porn of bi nude oiled wrestling starts. On his iPad he has a porn of six hot young footballers with their Coach & a stud Dad. Coach explains that the oil wrestle porn was filmed at the last wrestle team Dad & Son bonding camp we had for a week. Being new I don't know the guys in vid, but says "I'm so horny & feel awesome coach. I've always wondered & wanted to join u & capt & guys from team when u hold your small feedback sessions in your office. I wondered if guys from team would worship & suck your stud cock I always sneak glances of when u join team in showers after game". Coach remarks that we are enjoying the results of being slammed. In unison we reply "Yes Sir!" Coach says he gave us 1.5 Tina slam & we'll feel incredibly Horny for next couple hours & shouldn't hold back exploring every fantasy we've had & each other. Then Coach gives himself a 2.0 slam. He coughs 3 times & has the most wicked Lear on his face as he joins his two boys on bed, we are feeling & teasing each other as u start to suck our hard cocks through our kits & lick our thick sticky boy precum loads. I moan & says this is amazing, finally getting to do what he's always wanted: be introduced to hot man on boy sex by his awesome furry stud coach & team captain. He trusts us, he's so horned up & feeling so amazing, & wants us to teach him everything guys do for each other. I leanforward as slowly press my lips against his introducing my tongue to his mouth. Coach says he thought i'd enjoy getting trained in filthy faggot sex. When i ask why the answer comes on the screen. Im amazed to see my muscle stud Dad & Uncle who were on Coach's college team, Coach, Captain, & his two stud bros are naked on wrestle mat. Coach & dad & uncle are pouring oil all over boys, tonguing our mouths while u explore our fit ripped bodies, hardhung cocks, sliding fingers up our hard bubble butts & teasing & oiling our tight boy holes. Then Coach & Dad's blast boys & Captain & themselves & we all explore & fuck raw for hours. Coach says I can join Dad & uncle & team mates with at next camp if i learn everything that Coach & Captain want to teach me. He also has to help win over, seduce & teach the new twin blonde ripped tanned surfer boys that just joined team. U suggest that captain & I suggest that we all join coach in his room to have a few sneaky beers & chill in the hot tub on the deck in coach's room. He says absolutely coach, I've seen their cocks in locker room. Both boys are hung: 9.5cut & thick. Coach orders captain & I to lift our knees up to our chests & we lock our legs so Coach can taste our boy cunts, his for first time, tonguing our holes deep. As we both moan, kiss, stroke each other's hard cocks as u enjoy our hard cocks, I say that confirms it.

So here's a new story I'm starting. For you fans of my Prince Eric story, don't worry, I'm still working on that too. I just have soooooo many perverted stories going on in my head I get side tracked and want to get them all out. _________________________________________ Part 1 So I guess it's fair to say I definitely have a type. Young and trashy is what gets my dick hard. You can keep your pretty boy jock types. Give me a scruffy, tattooed, pierced,18, 19, 20 year old piece of skinny white trash any day. If they're straight, even better. There's nothing like getting my 11 inch pierced cock buried in a trashy straight boys hole and breeding him over and over until his stretched out pussy is leaking cum. Especially when I can share him with my buddies. And I've broken in my share of boys over the years, seducing them, corrupting them, destroying them. This is a story about one such boy. My favorite boy. I was very lucky and had an apartment that overlooked a skate park in the seedy part of town. I can't tell you how many hours I spent looking out my window, binoculars in one hand, my big leaking cock in the other, masturbating while I spied on the young men as they did their tricks and stunts. On a good day, some of them would remove their shirts, and I could ogle their thin, pale bodies as I would ejaculate into a glass so I could collect and freeze my loads for future use. One day, in late spring, a new boy started showing up. Sometimes with his girlfriend, sometimes alone. When his girlfriend was there, they'd make out and sometimes disappear into the thick bushes for a while, doing what I could only imagine was sexual. This boy was perfect. He stood probably 6 ft tall and weighed maybe 140 soaking wet. His dirty blond hair was long and hung down over his face. When the wind blew it out of his face, I could see his lower lip had three piercings, one in the middle and one on each corner. Both his eyebrows were pierced as was his septum with a ring that sported a big ball hanging down and his ears were gauged out with large plugs. He also sported some chin scruff that hung down a few inches. His body was a joy to behold. His skinny arms both sported colorful full sleeves with sculls and flames and demons and the like. Above his flat pecs in gothic script was the word respect. A tuft of brown hair sat in the middle of his chest and his nipples sported thick bars in them. His furry belly button was pierced and tatooed with red lips and an arrow that followed his treasure trail pointing to his crotch. His legs were very hairy which almost guaranteed that his ass crack and butthole would be as well. Yummy. And to top it off, he had a huge pair of wings tattooed on his back. He was the perfect piece of filthy white trash and I wanted him desperately. I wasted no time implementing my plan shortly after he started hanging out at the skate park. I started by nonchalantly hanging around on a nearby bench, "reading." I would casually light a joint and smoke it while I watched the boy. He would glance my way frequently with that look in his eye like he wanted to smoke, and after only a week of this, he finally approached me. A shadow fell across me and I looked up to see the shirtless boy standing in front of me with his board under his arm. "Hey man, can you share a couple of puffs?" He asked me, flicking the hair from out of his face. "I don't know kid." I answered. "How old are you?" "19." He replied. "Well, I always believe in sharing." I said as I motioned for him to sit down. He sat next to me, his shorts sagging down revealing black boxer briefs. I got a whiff of his slight body odor and my cock stirred a little. We passed the joint back and forth and I found out a little about my intended conquest. His name was TJ, Theodore James exactly, and he lived a couple of blocks away with four other guys in a two bedroom apartment. I could only imagine the squalor they lived in. He worked as a tattooist and piercer, which explained why he already had so much work done at such a young age. He was a product of the foster system and his old man was in jail and he had no idea where his mother was. Ahhhhhh, a broken home, how perfect. He had even spent a couple of years in juvie for stealing a car and dealing drugs. I was amazed at how open this kid was to a stranger, but then, he was stoned. After about an hour I told him I needed to take off, but not before I slipped him a little bud. He was extremely grateful, which is exactly what I wanted. Got to make him trust me before I wreck him. This went on for a week. Everyday we would chill and smoke while I tried not to come across as creepy. Not that I appeared creepy. I was a nice looking 35 year old, maybe a little on the chunky side, but not fat. I stood just a little taller than TJ at 6 ft 1. And everyday when I left, I slipped TJ a little bud. So after a week, I decided it was time to up the ante. I told TJ I had some really killer bud back at my place, which I did, and that he should come over so we could smoke it out of a bong. He happily followed me back to my apartment and in half an hour we were both ripped out of our minds and I made my move. Looking him directly in his slanted eyes, I began. "So, TJ, I've been hooking you up all week and I have a favour. I want to suck your dick." "Dude, what the fuck?" He said in a very stoned voice. "I'm not a fag! Are you a fag?" "Yes, I'm gay, and I want to blow you. I think it's the least you could do." "No way man! I'm not going to let you swing on my dick!" At this point, I doubled down as TJ was not moving away from me. I placed my hand on his thigh and said, " I can suck your dick better than your girlfriend. No one will know, and I'll make it worth your while." I pulled out an 8th of my killer weed and dangled it in front of him. His eyes lit up and I could see the wheels turning in his head. After a minute of silence he said, "All you want to do is suck my dick? Nothing else? And you'll give me that sack and no one will know?" "No one." I promised. TJ looked at me for a few more seconds before snatching the baggie out of my hand. "Fine, but it's our secret." I handed him the bong as I crawled between his legs. My hands shook as I reached up and pulled down his shorts and underwear, rubbing his hairy thighs. His cock was nestled in his very bushy brown pubic hair and was surprisingly big, 6 inches soft. He had a magic cross piercing, where two bars crossed each other through the head of his dick, and a lorum, which is the base of the dick right above the balls. I tenderly put it in my mouth as he took another big bong hit. My nostrils were hit with the smell of his sweaty balls mixed with stale piss and my own cock sprang to life in my shorts. My warm wet mouth soon had TJ to his full rock hard nine inches. He started moaning as I went to town on his cock, giving him the best blowjob of his young life. I deep throated him and massaged him with my throat muscles. He moaned as I massaged his balls and rubbed his guiche piercing. He was totally into the blowjob as he put his hands on the back of my head and started fucking my face. "Oh fuck dude! That feels so good! No bitch has ever sucked my cock this good! Take it you fag! Suck that big dick! Oh fuck, I'm cumming!" TJ started shooting off into my mouth, filling it up with the sweetest white trash load I had ever tasted. Spurt after giant spurt filled me up and I swallowed it all down. TJ collapsed back onto the couch as sweat poured off of him. "Oh, we're going to be doing that again dude!" He panted as the last of his load dribbled into my mouth. I smiled to myself knowing this was only the beginning for his skinny white trash ass.

I just found out that a fuck bud whom I used to swap loads with in Dallas during the early years of AIDS has died. I don't know what the cause was, but it reminded me of a story I wrote about another fuck bud who died of AIDS-related pneumonia some years ago. I'm reposting here, with apologies to anyone who has already read it or a plagiarized version on other bb sites. "Obituaries" DAMN! My dick gets rock hard whenever I see a fuck bud’s face staring back at me in the obituary pages! Although I know for a fact that hundreds of pigs I’ve fucked or who fucked me over the past two decades are long gone, some have been prominent enough to merit an obit in the local paper. I always pay my respects by shooting off at least a couple of loads as I recall how hot they were. The most recent was last week. The obit said “Joe” died of pneumonia at age 51, but everyone who knew him knew that he had AIDS. He’d been full-blown for at least five years, although he managed to hang on because he had been a bodybuilder and always took great care of himself. He was a successful salesman at the company where I worked, and he retired during a period when the bug hit him really hard and he couldn’t work. Although we knew each other at work, we didn’t fuck until a couple of years ago. I’d never been interested in Joe before because breeding overly muscled guys is sometimes like trying to fuck a brick wall. But knowing Joe had AIDS flowing through his veins and muscles made him irresistible to me, and I jumped when we connected in a chat room one night and he invited me over. I was shocked to see how sunken his eyes and cheeks had become, but that only made me want to breed him more. His body still looked good (great, actually; more normal and less freakish like most bodybuilders), and I couldn’t wait to inject my death strains into his guts and boost the disease eating away at him. Like most bodybuilders I’ve fucked, he was such a hungry bottom. I’m also in great shape from regular workouts, and I easily pinned him like a slab of beef to the bed. I fucked him first on his back like a whore, ripping his muscle cunt with my fat cock and calling him my bitch while I planted my toxic loads in his decaying guts. I shoved my tongue down his throat in a deep passionate kiss, simulating the loss of breath he would feel as death finally came to take him. After a while I flipped him on to his hands and knees and fucked him like a dog, pumping my death stick past the raw, swollen lips of his rosebud and breeding him with demon seed. The bedroom was warm on a typical summer night, and the air was filled with the stench of our ripe pits as our sweat drenched his expensive satin sheets. By the time we were done, I dumped six loads of toxic juice deep inside his guts. Joe got off on being manhandled, and I got off on adding my toxic DNA to his system and feeding the AIDS that eventually would take him to the afterlife. Some of my seed began dribbling out of his ripped cunt, which I bathed and soothed with my tongue while slurping the virus infected juice to feed down his throat. His shrunken balls shot a couple of loads of his own AIDS bugs all over the bed, which I also quickly scooped up with my tongue and swallowed, savoring his diseased DNA as I added it to my own. I straddled his chest and fed my cock into his mouth, and he slobbered and licked the mixture of my hot sperm and his bloody ass juices liked the condemned man he was. To the surprise of both of us, I finally let go with a load of hot piss down his throat. At first he tried to pull away but he was hopelessly pinned like a drowning animal, and he chugged down the toxic stream until he began gagging as it leaked from his sloppy mouth. I offered my own version of last rites and baptized Joe in my evil piss from head to toe, knowing I probably would not see him again until we have both descended into the abyss of scorching lust and eternal depravity that awaits unrepentant poz pigs like us. Finally, I hugged him tightly, kissed my AIDS lover deeply and wrapped us both in the sex-soaked sheets like a shroud as we drifted off to sleep. I never saw Joe again but chatted with him online a couple of months later. He told me he’d taken another turn for the worse a little over a week after we fucked but he was feeling much better. He had more ups and downs after that, finally surrendering to the inevitability of AIDS last week. My only regret is that I wasn’t there to pump a final load into his guts as he took his last breath. I can only hope an AIDS bro will do the same for me when it’s my turn to go.

I love it. getting down on your knees and sucking your own fathers cock and swallowing his load is the holy grail for cumdumpster pussyboys. everytime I am laying blindfolded in a bathhouse sling taking load after load from a lineup of anonymous strangers I find myself wishing my father was standing there watching his faggot whore son getting gang banged like a cheap whore. I want him to watch as man after man fucks me up the ass bareback and unloads their balls into my pussy. I want him to watch them choke me, spit in my face and tell me I'm a dirty whore. I want my father to watch them unload in my ass then pull out of my gaped out hole dripping cum on the floor until the next man slides his raw cock into me

This is why I'm your daddy and your my tranny son

I was ready for sex with men in grade 8 so anywhere from 10 to 11 seems perfect

Ahh yes an ad-hominem attack, the truest hallmark of a failed argument.

You are worthless poz trash You realize you can only get fucked raw by poz men? Like negative cock shouldn't even be talking to you period

its another great way that men who fuck me show me how they have no respect for dirty faggot whores like me. even better when they also spit in my face and tell me I'm a worthless poz faggot

I just googled the title ( sometimes I put "XXX" as well but. What came up was this, using the exact same title. It's possible this is what you're needing the pin for on xtube. [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph56dc20387ad38 Not Xtube - but considering how incestuous these sites are becoming, I'm finding that missing files on one site are merely re-posted somewhere else. Probably why I won't share my own personal vids.

To quote Mark Twain "politicians are the lowest form of life" from what i recall no movement on DOMA happened until the state's passed there own version. Once more than half of the union did SCOTUS chimed in

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.

Hit my buttons bringing the toes and feet in too. Great chapter

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.”

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.

I'm am 61 and get hit up by many younger guys looking for daddy seed. I am more than willing to step up!

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

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

I would suck, lick, gobble, swallow and worship my dad's cock if I got the chance. And hopefully end up with my asshole sloppy with his cum

I left home when I was 18. I knew I was gay, and I knew my family would not accept me. I went to the Culinary Institute of America on scholarship and graduated top in my class and have been working for 8 years now for two really great famous chefs, and I love my life. I'm 6' 185 lbs, and I work out two hours 6 days a week, one hour in the morning before work and one after work. I'm also a cum slut who can give it as good as I can take it. I love dick! Enough about me. I received an invitation from an Aunt asking me to come to a family reunion this year. I was going to blow it off but my brother called and said I really should come in that my Aunts and Uncles were all getting old and it would be good for me to see them. After a lot of guilt tripping I agreed, booked my flight back to Louisville KY and rented the nicest car I could find on Turo. I drove in to my small town in Carter County and had booked a room at a bed and breakfast. I arrived the night before the reunion, and when I got up the next morning I skipped the country breakfast and went for a 2 hour run. I got back and showered and headed to Grayson Lake State Park for the reunion. The reunion was just what I expected, "You have grown up so much" "What do you do now?" "Your a cook?" "Are you married? dating?" "You know Kim who was in your class is still single you should call her" "A good looking man like you should be married, you're not one of those gays are you?" I was just about to say yes and just leave after 20 minutes, and then I looked up and saw them. Not one but two perfect specimens of manhood. They walked up to my brother and a cousin I knew and started talking so I walked over and my cousin introduced me to her son and his friend. I quickly found out her son who played football was sadly 17 and had already got his girlfriend pregnant but then I found out the other boy was 19 years old. He had graduated from high school and started college but had to drop out for some reason. His dream was to go to New York and be on Broadway. His name was Alex, he was 5'11" ish and probably 175 or so. You could just see the outline of a 6 pack through his tight polo. His blue eyes light up when he found out I lived in the big apple. My brother, cousin ,1and her son moved away to get food, and the kid and I continued talking. I told him he would have to get rid of the mullet if he came to New York, and then I heard the magic words. I would do anything to just get to go to New York and try to be on Broadway. I smiled and said, "Be careful what you say. Someone may take you up on that." He looked confused, but then my cousin's son came over and said they needed to go. I told the kid if he really wanted to go to New York to give me a call, and I would try to help him. I handed him my card and figured that was it. I went back home called my brother and told him why I had been away for so long and that I did not plan on coming back unless I had to. We agreed that was probably best, and I haven't spoken to him since. But a month to the day my phone rang, and I answered. I heard this timid voice. He said he was Alex and we had met at the family reunion in KY. I asked how he was, and he said, "Well I made it I'm in New York." I'll admit I was shocked but in the back of my mind I was really looking forward to seeing him again. I asked where in the city he was, and he said the bus station. I asked if he had any money, and he said he had all of his savings about $2300. I told him to take a cab and gave him the address to the restaurant and when he got there to ask for me, Chef Jay. About an hour later, I looked up and there stood the same hot ass blond stud minus the mullet and with a backpack. I fed him and put him in my office till my shift ended then we headed out. I told him I work out for a hour every night, and he was welcome to join me if he wanted or he could just crash at my place. He said a workout sounded great. We got to the gym and he pulled out his workout clothes, tight shorts that came about mid thigh and a wife beater. The work out was great and I really got a good chance to check him out. Great bod with a 6 pack and from the looks of things a very nice package. After we finished we went back to my place and I showed him where he could put his stuff and sleep. Apartments in New York are small but my roommate had moved out a few months back so all was well. I showed him the shower, and told him he could clean up first. Without hesitation he started taking off his clothes and before I left the room I saw his soft 6 or 7 inch cock just hanging there. It was all I could do not to drop down and start sucking him. But I reminded myself he's straight at least for now. After his shower I cleaned up, and then we sat down to discuss his plans. I told him I could get him a job at one of the restaurants I worked at. It would be long hours and hard work, but I would try to make sure he could audition for parts. After a while I went to bed, and so did he. The next morning, he was up and ready to go to the gym with me at 5:00 AM. I noticed he had the same clothes on so I asked if that was all he had, and he said yes. I took him in my room and gave him a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and before I could close the dresser he had dropped his shorts and was naked. I love free ballers and had to smile knowing I was commando too. The workout was great again. I told him I was going to shower at the gym, but he could clean up at the apartment if he wanted and asked if he remembered how to get back. He said he did, and his plan was to look for acting parts the first part of the day and then he would come to the restaurant at 2 like I told him. I made him a prep cook, and he was doing really good. This went on for a few days. On Saturday after work I asked if he remembered our conversation at the reunion. He said he did, and I said you remember how you said you would do anything? He said he did. I told him his two auditions for parts were because of a phone call from me, then I said and we need to work out some payment for the guy and food and rent. His head dropped for a second, and before I could say a word he started pulling off his shirt and when he looked at me he had this big smile. He then started taking off his jeans and asked if my tattoo of the bio-hazard sign was because I was trouble or because I was poz? I guess it was my turn to be shocked not his. I said I was poz, and then asked how he knew what it was. he reached over and started taking off my clothes and said he saw it at the gym and knew exactly how he was going to pay his rent if I was interested. I asked if he was poz and again he smiled and said, "I will be soon." For some reason I asked what his family would say and he said who gives a fuck, I came out before I left and my dad kicked me out, told me he had now place for a fag in his family and to go get sick and die. I asked if he always did what he was told and he said he didn't plan on dying anytime soon but he certainly planed on getting sick. As he said this he dropped to his knees and started sucking my dick. After sucking me for about 20 minutes we made out for a few minutes and then he said are you going to fuck me with that thing or what. I turned him around and bent him over and started to eat out his ass. I reached over and grabbed the lube and eventually started shoving it in with one finger. He looked back at me and said, "That's enough fuck me I need that dick." I told him it would hurt, and I needed to loosen him up to take my 8 inches. He looked in the mirror in front of himself and said, "I a god damn man and a dick sucking fag. Just fuck the hell out of me." I stood up behind him and aimed my cock at his hole. As I placed my head on his hole he started pushing back on me. I shoved in him all the way and stopped. He was screaming into a pillow and when he looked back up at the mirror with tears in his eyes he said, "What the fuck you waiting for? God dammit fuck me! Fuck my god dams ass and turn me in to a poz cum whore. Fuck me please!" And so I did. We fucked three times that night and two times after our work out at 5. I was late for work, but it was worth it. After a few weeks Broadway and acting no longer seemed important. After about three weeks of fucking his ass and yes him fucking me too, he got the fuck flu. I took a weeks vacation and fucked the hell out of him every chance I got. After the flu, I introduced him to the gay boys at work and told him to have fun. Not long after that he and I started a relationship fucking each other and any hot young stud who would let us fuck them or who would fuck us. Maybe I'll go back to the reunion next year with my new boy toy and see what they all say.

The new place is up and going and has been for 6 months. We have converted the third floor of the building into an apartment with three nice big bedrooms. One for Alex and I, one for Can and Max and the third a play room. We installed a floor drain in the center that drains to the bathroom and a big shower in the corner. We hung a sling in the corner, added a fuck bench and a Saint Andrews Cross. Whips, chains, ball stretchers, you name it we had it or had it ordered. We all could invite people to play with us if we found someone we thought would fit in with our group. Max turned out to be a bigger cock whore than any of us, for obvious reasons. His favorite thing to do was have something shoved in his ass. I loved watching the boys fuck. One night after work Can said he had invited someone over. Turned out to be his 20 year old cousin who was a hot sexy Italian stud nice hairy chest, not normally my type but something about him was hot. He was a fire fighter and had big beefy arms and more abs than I thought you could have. Dude was the fire. Turns out he heard that Can was gay and hit him up saying he had questions. Can invited him over and so the night started slow., but before long we had in in the party room as we called it showing him everything. He looked at Can and said doesn't it hurt. Can said yes the first couple time it hurt. But then it feel great and you cant get enough. We heard a muffled grunt and looked over to see Alex shoving his dick in Max's ass. Can cousin Leo said, I should go but can grabbed his arm and said wait. Watch, they don't mind. My boyfriend Max's loves to be watched just as much as he loves to get fucked. Your the top? Sort of. I love to get fucked too but Max has a small dick and so Chef and Alex lend a helping hand. Looks like more than a helping hand. At this point I reached out and messaged Leo's shoulders, saying relax stud you wont know till you try. Can unzipped my pants and took Leo's hand and placed in on my dick as I stood behind him. He tried to pull away but Can held it in place leaned in and kissed his cousin on the lips then whispered you know you want to fuck my ass. You wanted to for a long time. But its not right. I heard Can say why because we are related? Fuck that, if that is all that is stopping you I was disowned so that fixes that. That makes me just another whole for you big hard dick. At some point Can had pulled out Leo's dick and it was a nice one. Big around as a can of Coke and at least 8 or 9 inches and hard as a rock. Can dropped to his knees and started sucking his cousin and I started kissing him as I moved to his side. At some point I broke the kiss an pulled him over to the sling. Can climbed in and with a little guidance from my hand on his cock his cousin shoved his cock in Can's ass. His head went back as he moaned FUCK!!!!. I looked at Can who looked like he was in bliss with his eyes rolled back in his head and fluttering. Fuck me goddammit, fuck my ass. Fuck!! Leo looked down and said fuck me..... I walked around behind him and gently started playing with his ass with some lube and my middle finger. He didn't stop me and as he cam his first time in Can's ass I pushed in my finger. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!!!!!!

xxxtatic1 [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/gym-buddy-shower-buddy-29864141 Met this one at the gym, just acquaintances for a few months till we took this new turn. I found him again, this time working for the gym... Please comment and rate :) Toned/Muscular top? Hit me up.

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

[think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/guy-from-grindr-from-atlanta-dumps-a-load-08-07-2020-45269181 This guy on Grindr said he needed a hole to flood. He came over and I got in the sling. He started pounding and with in 2 minutes and 25 seconds he pulled his cock out and his cumload poured out as well since my hole didn't have time to close. He tired for a round 2 but wasn't able to cum again sadly.

It was late and Jon had yet to cum, he just rubbed his shriveled-up dick and moaned. I text a cock sucker down the street that I use often to come and suck his dick and went in and gave Jon a shot of Trimix in his penis and soon his dick would be a full mast. Zack a cute 26 year old with sandy brown hair and a thin body and the greatest mouth let himself in and found Jon, he picked up his dick still not hard but it was leaking and he licked and sucked him and sucked on his dick and soon had Jon worked to full erection. He sucked him for ten minutes and Jon fired off a huge load down Zack’s mouth and Zach pulled off and smiled after swallowing. Zach went back to sucking and within five minutes he shot off another load. Zack slide off his short and lubed up his hole and then grabbed Jon’s dick and lubed it up and soon Zack was on the bed and sliding down on Jon’s dick and he rode him for 15 minutes and Jon shot yet another load in him. Zack leaned down and kissed Jon and then rode him some more hoping to get another load out of him but Jon was spent and after another 20 minutes Zack jacked his dick and shot all over Jon’s chest while he rode Jon till he sank all the way down on Jon’s dick as he caught his breath. Zack pulled off and went to the bathroom to clean up and then got dressed and left. I hit up Andy and asked him if he wanted Jon for the weekend or longer. I did not hear back from for an hour by that time I had Jon showed and dressed and I was going to drop him off in front of his apartment. Andy emailed back and asked if he should come pick him up? I want him for as long as I can have him, Andy wrote. He had given me his number in a previous email, so I text him and asked for his address to drop off Jon and I headed to the car with Jon. Minutes later I pulled up in front of Andy’s apartment and he came out and I helped Jon into his arms, and he walked him up the stairs and turned to me and said Thank You! I text Andy when I got back to the car that I wanted to hear all about what went on and if turned Jon into his boyfriend. I on the other hand went out in search of my next convert to turn into a pig bottom slut. The special ones like Jon do not come around every night, but I was hopeful another would this weekend. I hit my favorite bare and drank and waited for a young dude worthy to walk in. I spend a few hours playing cat and mouse with some young dudes, but they all seemed to eager and I like it a little lass ready to be a bottom. Jon was just my type. The night ended in a bust, but I did get an email from Andy. I think I love this guy, I fucked him twice already and gave him two loads and invited two more buddies over and they came inside him too. He said, by the way, until he converts, he only gets poz loads. I text him back that he was in good hands and that I hoped he would make a great boyfriend for Jon. He texts back that they are dating, he got Jon to say he loved him in his drugged-up state. Andy went on to tell me he kept him tweaked up and high since I dropped him off. He had a group of ten buddies most of whom had never been on drugs of any kind and recently pozzed up. Few older guys whose drug therapy had failed and were taking a break from meds. He said he kept a steady flow of guys in breeding him and DP his ass and a handful of them, three of the younger guys and two of the older guys loved fisting his ass. I text him back and told him thanks for the update and that I was happy for him. Hard to find a good bottom these days and you generally must train one. Glad I could help you get yours. It reminded me I needed to try to find my next lucky bottom guy so I decided I would head out to a few of my favorite spots and see if any young dumb college boys were hanging around.

People say "God bless you" incessantly in this country. One use of an Arabic (or alternatively, Farsi) word used in Islam and you shit your pants in anger. People who aren't rabid Islamophobes know that "Inshallah" literally means "if God wills it". Colloquially, in both languages, it also means "Ain't never gonna happen". I'd suggest you ask anyone who speaks Arabic or Farsi, but I'm pretty sure you don't know anyone. In this context, it's like a kid who hasn't read the class material all year, done none of the homework, and missed half the classes saying he'll pass, barely, "if God wills it" - in other words, it ain't gonna happen. Which is exactly what Biden meant. It was in response to Trump once again claiming he paid millions of dollars in taxes but he'll have to show the returns "later". Inshallah.

I gave Jon a break from the ball gag and put it back in the drawer and slide a good sized rock up inside him and fed him a straw so he could suck down some juice and the cap of g put in it and like a good boy he did. He asked if he could get up and I ran my hand through his hair and said not yet baby. Soon thought, very soon it will be over. I went back into the house and checked my email and there was one form the tall poz kid and he asked if he could come back and bring a buddy of his, also poz. I told him sure and then he said, can I fist him? Please? I wrote back absolutely; he should learn sooner than later what his ass is for. Your buddy into fisting also, he wrote back. Fuck yes! My reply was: bring your buddy and be here at 10 PM. I had several more emails and five tops arrive and fuck Jon. He had taken two BBC’s, a white cock 7” and two Big Brown Dicks probably Latin. One of the BBC’s made Jon moan really fucking loud and I almost wished his gag were in, but the black guy liked it. When the last of them left I locked the door and pulled the shade and went in and unfastened Jon and helped him to the shower. Cleaned him up and watched as cum dripped and gushed out of his hole after I spread, he checks and ass. Then I dried him off and took him back in the room and gave him some more juice and lubed up my finger and slide a rock in his hole. It was 9:50 and our friends would be there soon. He just moaned as he lay on the bed and tried to play with his shriveled-up dick. Soon after I left the tall young guy entered with a shorter model type. He was really fucking cute, 5’10 black hair and brown eyes and a dark complexion, meditation looking. They stripped as Jon kept playing with his dick and then Andy I found out later the tall average looking kid went over to him and started playing with his nipples and leaned in and kissed him as Alton the dark complected boy lifted his legs and began to eat his hole. This went on for a few minutes and then they traded places and Andy lubed up and slide his cock in Jon and fucked him while Alton fed Jon his thick dark uncut meat and Jon struggled but sucked his dick. Ten minutes later Andy shot his load in Jon and they traded places again and eight minutes later Alton shot his poz load in Jon. Andy got on the bed and rolled Jon on top of him and pulled his legs forward and slide his dick in him with Alton’s help and fucked him while Alton got some elbow grease and lubed up Jon’s hole and Andy’s dick and then his own dick and he pressed his thick dick against Jon’s hole as Andy held him to his chest and you could hear Jon say no, that is too big and then it hurts and as Alton’s dick passed through Jon’s words became inaudible and as they fucked him for five minutes before Alton and Andy shot another load inside Jon. I could hear Andy tell Jon what a good job he did and how proud he was of him and then he kissed him. Alton lubed up Jon’s hole and ass and slide a ball of elbow grease inside Jon and began to finger him and soon had all four fingers in his ass. He had small to medium hands and he twisted his fingers around and got his hand all the way to his thumb. Andy had been feeding Jon poppers and there was minimal discomfort from Jon. The thumb although proved to be difficult to get inside the boy, he struggled and Andy encouraged him and after ten minutes of trying Alton finally slide in Jon who sounded like a sea lion when Alton’s hand passed his ring and was inside Jon. He tried to pull off, but Andy kept his hips in place and slowly moved his hand around, it seemed to still hurt Jon, so he gently pulled, and his hand popped out. Andy told Jon that was amazing and how hot It was, you are the hottest bottom he said and kissed Jon. All the while Alton was playing with his hole and a few minutes later he starting pressing his fist into Andy and soon popped inside and this time with less of a reaction from Jon but Jon still struggled and Alton slowly pulled and it popped out. Two more times and Jon finally seemed to feel how amazing Alton’s fist felt inside him and Alton fisted him for a few minutes and then gave Jon a break. Andy slide out from under Jon and Alton took his place and kissed Jon as Andy lubed up his much bigger hands and began to play with Jon’s hole. He had three fingers in him and then four and twisted them around. Then tried to slide his fist inside and it was too big, and Jon said not more please. Alton grabbed the impact and a rag and sprayed it on the rag and stuck it in Jon’s mouth and told him to breath. Jon lost himself and Andy forced his hand inside and out and then inside and twisted around and out. He did that four times and then Jon started to come to and all you could hear him say was omg, omg fuck yea. Andy fisted him for ten minutes and then shot his load inside him as he slides his dick in next to his hand. Alton traded places and soon gave him another load. They fisted him for twenty more minutes and then both got cleaned up and dressed and Andy leaned down and told Jon, you know if you want a boyfriend, I am into you boy. Then Andy kissed him and left.

Part-2 Things pretty much stayed the same for the next few weeks. Every two to three days TJ was up in my apartment when he needed more weed. And I was more than happy to keep supplying him as long as I got to suck that big 19 year old cock. Maybe suck is too nice of a way to put it. TJ was very aggressive and loved the fact that I had no gag reflex as he pounded his pierced cock down my very receptive throat. He loved to bury himself balls deep and hold my head tight against his hairy crotch as he pumped his huge loads of teenage cum right down my esophagus. And I loved every second of it. And because he was young and horny, he was always good for two loads. And I always rewarded him well for his stud service. I even got him to strip naked everytime while I serviced him fully clothed by offering him more weed. He may have technically been the rough trade, swapping his body for drugs, but I was the one who felt like the dirty whore, and I loved it. So after a few weeks of this, I decided it was time to take it to the next level. I gave TJ a soda laced with G. Not enough to knock him out, (although I do enjoy playing with a unconcious boy. There's few things dirtier than fucking and breeding a passed out boy, filling him up with my babies.) but enough to have him loose and vulnerable. So after he finished his soda and we had emptied a couple of bongs, he was high as fuck as he reclined, buck naked in all his scruffy, pierced and tattooed white trash glory. I began to slowly suck his cock, taking my time with it as I massaged his balls and taint. TJ just moaned as he limply laid back on the couch. I made slow love to his cock as I slowly pulled his skinny body over the edge of the couch and started to roll him over. "Dude, what are you doing?" He slurred. "You're not going to fuck me!" "Sssshhhhhhh." I silenced him. "I'm not going to fuck you, I promise. I just want to show you a new pleasure." I reassured him as I pulled out another baggie of weed. This time it was a full 1/4 oz. TJ looked at it with glassy eyes before he reached for it with an unsteady hand, grabbing it and clutching it to his chest. "All right," he mumbled, "you can touch it, but I don't get fucked." "Not yet you whore." I thought to myself as I handed him the loaded bong. TJ took a couple of more big hits as I got a real good look at his ass. His cheeks were covered in a light brown fuzz, and his crack was filled with a dense fuzzy trail. My mouth watered as I slowly spread him open, getting a look at his asshole for the first time. A musky smell hit my nostrils as I gazed down at his hairy brown hole. My cock was rock hard as my mouth moved toward his soon to be discovered pleasure spot, knowing I was about to be the first person to touch that promised land. My tongue lightly tickled his hairy hole and he gasped in surprise. I flicked at his brown pucker and blew on his hairs as he lightly moaned. Then I started licking his hole as his moans grew louder and longer. I planted my mouth against his shitter and really went to town. I sucked and nibbled on TJ's straight boy pussy, showing him for the first time in his young life just what a pleasure center his asshole was. He totally took me by surprise when he reached back and spread his cheeks apart, giving me better access. "Oh fuck dude!" He panted. "Eat my ass you dirty faggot! Oh fuck that feels good! Eat my hole!" And eat it I did. I stuck my tongue in him, past his anal ring which brought more moans and more dirty talk from him. I ate him out for probably 15 minutes before he groaned, "Dude, I'm gonna cum!" I quickly flipped him over as I wet my index finger and jammed it right up his straight skater boy cunt, hitting his prostate. He let out a howl of ecstasy as he grabbed my head and skull fucked me before shooting another one of his big loads down my throat. TJ collapsed back onto the couch in a sheen of sweat as the last drops of his cum dribbled onto my tongue, allowing me to taste the trashy young studs semen. "Dude, I gotta piss." He announced with his dick still in my mouth. "Do it here." I mumbled around his cock. "No way dude! I ain't fuckin doing that!" I was on a pure lust high and quickly grabbed another 1/8 and held it up. "Do it!" I demanded. "Give me your piss!" TJ paused for second before snatching the weed out of my hand. "God damn you're a disgusting queer. All right faggot, get your mouth on my dick!" I trembled with excitement as I took him back into my mouth and waited. It took him a few moments, but eventually a small stream started, which quickly became a large stream. I had trouble keeping up and piss dribbled out of my mouth onto his hairy legs. "Oh fuck dude." He groaned as he experienced another new erotic sensation, that of a warm mouth around his cock as he expelled his urine. "Oh yeah you dirty fag. Drink my piss you nasty bitch. Drink it all you dirty piss drinking faggot bitch!" As TJ verbally abused me, I reached down to my rock hard cock, and in just a few strokes, I was shooting off into my shorts as the last of TJ's piss flowed into my mouth.

"fa" is not "atmospherically present." Fascism, which is what "fa" is short for, is the result of deliberate choices by those who govern and those who vote for those who govern. But in any event, the first step is calling attention to the problem. It's not going to be solved overnight. And there are changes coming - as more and more police are forced to wear body cameras, and more and more people are recording the police during arrests, it's becoming clearer that there are widespread, systemic problems in law enforcement. Knowledge of those abuses is the first step in ending them. Fascism is about power, and almost always, it's about the power of the majority to force minorities to comply with the abridgment of their rights. LGBT people are distinctly a minority in this country, with a long history of oppression. It shouldn't be hard for someone with an IQ above room temperature to realize that a fascism designed to prop up the power of straight white Christian men is going to present problems for LGBT people. It's true that lesbians and gays have, in the last decade, made significant progress towards equality under the law. We're now permitted to get married throughout the country; we can serve openly in the military (and despite the wails and whining of right-wing bigots, it hasn't presented any morale issues). And as of this summer, the Supreme Court held that the Civil Rights Act's prohibition on discrimination "on account of sex" includes gay, lesbian, and trans people; assuming the court is true to its moorings, we're likely to gain the same protections under the Fair Housing Act and other federal civil rights laws that mention sex. But we're not done yet. Under Obama, the military had moved to allow trans people to serve; Trump reversed that. Since the military is considered a special case, the Supreme Court is not likely to step in and force that to change back, so it's up to the next president and/or Congress to change that policy, hopefully on a permanent basis. But beyond those things: right now, the biggest problem American Fascism presents is in crushing dissent. Look at how Trump used federal law enforcement and tear gas to break up peaceful protests near the White House just so he could strut around outside a church, profaning it with his very presence, trying to appear tough on "law and order". LGBT protests are just as likely to be broken up violently by federal thugs if this cancer of fascism isn't eradicated.

Part 12 - The Jamal Effect Jamal turned out to be a tower of strength for Conrad over the days that followed. For March the weather was unusually warm and almost skipping spring and straight in to summer, spending the days out in the gardens working and hiding from Simon when he came out to check on them. Neither of them spoke about that Friday night afraid of what the other would think, or just pure embarrassment and a subject best left along. Jamal now thinking he was totally gay after giving up his arse, he had only done it the once in school just before leaving after attending the end of term party. Letting Conrad fuck him that night had really left him quandary, yes he sort of fancied Conrad in a way but loved how close their friendship was beginning to evolve, god knows he needed a close friend in this out of the way place. Conrad had a veil of guilt shadowing him and kept a close eye on Jamal for any sign of him falling sick, he felt some relief with each day that Jamal acted quite normally. Conrad had no way of knowing that Jamal asked Simon about the tablet bottle that Conrad had on him that Saturday morning, it was only after his persistence that Simon said he would not need to be concerned unless he had sex with Conrad. After a long conversation Simon handed Jamal a bottle of tablets he kept and told him to start taking them immediately. He never blamed Conrad but it struck home how dangerous his own actions had been getting them both high. The headache and nausea he suffered the first few days were depressing until they started easing off with his body adjusting to the potent chemicals in his blood stream. Sitting close to each other in the greenhouse it dawned on Conrad that he didn't actually know how old Jamal was, he naturally assumed from his looks he had just turned 20 and was shocked when he finally found out he was in fact 23. He loved teaching Jamal about horticulture using many of the same teachings he learnt from Jack when he started out. Often Jamal would sit there and sneakily glance at Conrad and smile, frequently he thought that moving here may not be that bad after all. The time they spent together made Jamal love him so much as a friend. When Jamal wasn't watching Conrad he would glance looking at Jamal and the fading bruise on his face that still sent a shiver up his spine, it served as a reminder that he wanted to forget. He was spurred on by the interest Jamal was showing starting to show in horticulture, the promise to show him how to take acid tests in the soil around the garden ended in one massive dirt fight with Felix having to come down and intervene. Both Conrad and Jamal stood in fits of laughter their faces and hair caked in mud, Felix giving them a good telling off finding it funny he tried not to show it, instead marching them up to the house to clean using the shower off the utility room. Beth walked in with two bathrobes and stood looking at them shaking her head, their clothes we through and dirty their hair and faces covered in mud, she had never seen such a sight. "Just make sure you clean the shower when you have finished" Beth said putting the robes down. Conrad chuckled "We will, sorry Beth" he replied as she stood there "we can manage now". Beth smiled "Clothes, take them off and I will put them in the wash" she said holding her hand out. They stripped down to their underwear "For god's sake you think I haven't seen cock before" Beth said. Covering their modesty they handed over the underwear "I will make you coffee" she said closing the door. Jamal chuckled and pushed Conrad in to the shower "You go first I will wait" he said. Conrad turned and grabbed Jamal pulling him "Don't want to waste water" he replied laughing. Jamal tired to hide his growing erection "What do you think you are doing?" he asked embarrassingly. "Showering" Conrad replied turning on the water "you got me in to this mess" he laughed. Jamal was almost afraid to touch him after the events with Joshua, his cock was thinking along different line and he didn't know how Conrad would react if he tried to fuck him. He couldn't contain the erection with his hand anymore thinking back to that Friday night in the bushes wondering if Conrad even remembered anything since neither of them spoke about it. What made things worse was Jamal actually enjoyed having sex with him, he wanted so much to feel his body. He remembered the feeling in his body from touching Conrad that night, like a sense of pure freedom and naturalness engulfed him. He tried to hold tight and not give in to temptation. "I cant' shower with you" Jamal finally said "I mean I want to but this isn't right". Conrad turned seeing his cock standing fully erect then looking him in the eye "What is that?". Jamal put his hand over his cock "Crazy isn't it" he simply said "that night I took advantage of you". "Right" Conrad replied going quiet for a second "I don't want to ruin what we have". Jamal nodded and watched Conrad pick a clump of mud out of his hair "Get cleaned up" Conrad said. They showered bumping in to each other frequently and giggling trying to get under the water, washing each others back and hair to make sure all the mud was off. Conrad now covering his modesty getting erect from Jamal's hands touching his body softly. Jamal unaware of the soft moans he was making glanced down at Conrad's arse cheek noticing just a faint red mark now where Joshua had struck him aggressively with the belt. Not one to be emotional he couldn't stop his eyes welling up and feeling so sorry for Conrad and what he had been through. Jamal had never made real friends just associates, now though he loved being around Conrad, he liked the closeness they now seemed to share. Jamal wrapped his arms around Conrad unable to fight off that little bit of pity and sorrow he felt for him. Conrad stood still feeling the arms holding him the firmness of the Jamal's cock pressed against his left arse cheek, he slowly leaned his head back against Jamal's neck and shoulder. It was a hold of comfort and healing touch assuring him he was not alone. Like a magical touch that pulled all the badness Joshua had done flowed out, clearing his head freeing him from turmoil he finally broke. Wanting to fall to his knees and sob hard but the arms held him closer, his body slowly releasing oxytocin in to his blood stream. The endorphin rushing around with every sob easing the physical and emotional pain sending his body in to a numb state. Jamal could feel every sob passing from Conrad in to his own body, the soul destroying sobs getting inside him and shedding tears of his own in sadness for him. Simon sat in his office switching through the security cameras sitting up in his chair seeing the scene in the utility shower room. He was about to go running before realising that Jamal seemed to have everything under control. He called to Felix and told Beth and him not to go in to the shower room until they came out. Simon turned the camera off leaving them with some privacy. The oxytocin moved through his body with more of the chemical being released and filling him with a sense of calm. Conrad's hands went up holding on to Jamal's arms, his body slowly easing with the sobs. Jamal held on to him and Conrad reached over and turned the shower off feeling the arms releasing around his body. Conrad said nothing and reached for a towels passing one to Jamal, he stepped out of the shower drying his face and hair watching Conrad rubbing his face and seeing his red eyes. Jamal held out his hand and helped Conrad out of the shower standing face to face he put his arms around Conrad's wet body and hugged him. Conrad smiled "You still got a hardon" he said. "Can't help it" Jamal replied stroking his back "you feel better?" he asked. Conrad nodded "Yes" he quietly replied "I needed this so much Jam, thank you for being here. It means so much to me". Jamal kissed his head "How you haven't exploded by now I don't know" he said hugging him. Conrad moved his head and looked at Jamal "Thank you" he said looking him in the eye. Jamal stared back drawing closer to Conrad he kissed him in the lips "My oik" he chuckled. Conrad kissed him on the lips back and pulled away "You haven't called me that for ages" he exclaimed. Jamal chuckled with his hand absent minded stroking Conrad's face, the friendship momentarily forgotten about. Their mouths crashing against each other kissing madly, knees buckling falling to the tiled floor clutching at each other. Conrad thinking he was going to fuck Jamal again soon found himself on his stomach against the cool tiles with Jamal on top of him kissing his back inching lower down and slipping his tongue between his arse cheeks dribbling saliva over Conrad's hole. His kisses moving up along his back then over his shoulders and neck finally finding Conrad's mouth and simultaneously moving his cock in to position and pushing gently, teasing and waiting for the hole to give. Lips locked together Jamal pushed his tongue deep in to Conrad's mouth stimulating him and teasing the muscles around his hole allowing Jamal's cock to penetrate him slowly. Deeper it sank inside and Conrad grabbed on to Jamal's arms, his hands wriggling up to the wrists then finally closing around Jamal's hands holding them tightly. The tender and slowness of his hips moving over Conrad's arse giving a pleasure neither had felt before. A force at work keeping their mouths together which had a calming effect over Conrad relaxing his body. Jamal was already close to orgasm having sustained an erection for nearly twenty minutes in the shower and now inside Conrad, he tried to retain composure moving as slow as he could, the arse lovingly holding his cock wanting more. Despite Jamal's fight to contain his cock, his hips increased in velocity slowly and Jamal couldn't even get to full on fucking before clenching his arse tight feeling the power of his seed moving. Breaking the kiss his hands tightening against Conrad's he groaned and moaned, his body shuddering feeling his cum spurting out from his cock. Conrad's arse pushed up off the tiled floor, raising his head in to the nook of Jamal's neck. The sensation of Jamal's orgasm travelled in to his own body, desperately wanting to rub his load out from his aching balls then residing to having to wait and left Jamal enjoy his moment. Their hands held firmly resting his body back on the cool tiles, Jamal's arse still clenching down and grinding his cock, slowly petering out until he stopped moving. Jamal coming back to his senses having blown his load released Conrad's hands "God I'm sorry" he said. Conrad turned his head and kissed him "Don't make a habit of it" he said smiling. Jamal smirked "You are turning me gay" he said slowly pulling his cock out. Conrad sat up "You mean your not gay?" he asked looking at him weirdly. Jamal sat down leaning against the wall "No, well I wasn't" he replied "it looks like for you I am" he chuckled. Conrad grabbed the towel and wiped his damp face "You need to stop smoking weed" he laughed. Jamal nodded "I know" he replied "got me in to all sorts of trouble in the bushes" he said. Conrad stood up "Oh, you remember?" he asked. Jamal stood up "You gave me a sore arse" he said "fuck knows how you got me to take it". "Oh" Conrad replied feeling extremely embarrassed "you were not making much sense and stoned" he said. Jamal looked at him "As long as you don't feel guilty about what you did" he exclaimed looking away. Conrad shuffled uncomfortably "I didn't mean to but the weed and all" he tried to explain. Jamal kissed him "I know, figured you didn't mean to but it's done" he replied. "Are we talking about the same thing?" Conrad nervously asked stepping back a little. Jamal nodded "I saw the tablets in your pocket Saturday, Simon explained what they were for" he said. "Oh fuck Jamal" Conrad said sitting on the floor leaning against the wall holding his knees. Jamal sat next to him "Simon gave me some blue tablets to take for a few weeks said it might stop it". "I never meant to do it" Conrad said looking even more upset. Jamal smiled and put his arm around him "I know" he confirmed "you still are my friend right?". Conrad looked at him and smiled "I suppose I have to be now". Jamal French kissed him for several minutes "Better stop or I will do you again" he said teasing him. Conrad stood up "So much for not being gay then" he chuckled putting on a robe. Jamal put his robe on "Oh I don't know, you have become a weakness in my armour" he winked. Conrad was about to the open the door then turned to Jamal "You won't go all crazy on me will you?". Jamal chuckled "No, I love being your friend" he said pulling the door open "and fucking you. Well that is a nice bonus to have". Sitting down at the table and drinking coffee that Beth had made them, Simon casually walked in and saw an immediate change in Conrad. It was like having the young lad back all over again, no demons, no dark secrets, Conrad was just himself. Jamal still had a fading bruise on his face and it was evident that the two lads looked closer than ever. Jamal gave a knowing nod to Simon that confirmed Conrad and he had spoken about the Friday night episode. He sat down at the table and joined them for coffee whilst Beth put their clothes from the washing machine in to the dryer. She returned putting a bottle of cleaning fluid and two clothes on the table. "Oops" Conrad said giggling "sorry Beth we will do it in a minute" he said. Beth stood there hands on hips "You better or there will be no lunch for you both". Simon laughed "Then after lunch you can clean your muddy prints off the terrace as well" he said. Conrad put on his puppy eyes looking at Simon "No" Simon said "both of you will have to clean it up". Jamal shook his head at Conrad "Of course we will Simon" he said. Conrad made a face "Of course we will Simon" he mocked trying to put on Jamal's voice "creep". Simon laughed so hard he nearly fell off his chair "You go and start cleaning" he said to Conrad. "Sit back down Jamal" Simon said after he stood to go and help Conrad "So he know?" he asked. "Yes" Jamal replied "he had a massive breakdown, not over that, I think it was Joshua and I mean a heart wrenching one Simon". Simon nodded "It was probably what he needed" he replied "and everything all right with you?". "Mostly" Jamal said "few days to get over the side effects. Do you think it worked?" he asked. "No telling just yet it takes a few weeks to know if your clear" Simon said patting his hand. Jamal nodded "I need to stop smoking weed" he admitted "and I'm sorry for getting Conrad high". Simon chuckled "Next time you might not be so lucky if you have dodged it this time" he said. There was a pause between them "You serious about this horticulture thing?" Simon asked. "Yeah, it is very interesting although never got around to the acid test this morning" Jamal replied smiling. Simon nodded "I wonder why..." he laughed "you want a job here helping Conrad?" he asked. Jamal looked over at him "I need someone to do maintenance things around the grounds as well" Simon added. "Sure" Jamal replied "if you stop strip searching me in mornings" he laughed. Simon grinned "Dam, best part of the day watching you strip down" he said bursting into laughter. "You can look but not touch" Jamal said grinning "thanks Simon, I would like to work here with Conrad". "Good" Simon replied "we can sort salary out later and I will back pay you a couple of weeks". Jamal looked over at Simon "Why are you doing this, I mean with the hiv thing and now a job?" he asked. Simon smiled "You protected Conrad and have been there for him. He would be lost without you". "Get a move on" Conrad shouted from the utility room "I didn't make all the mess". Jamal stood up "Better go help him clean up our mess" he said. Simon stood "Now your on the payroll yes you should" he said "have dinner with us tonight?" he asked Jamal. "Who me?" Jamal asked looking surprised, Simon nodded "cool yeah thanks" he replied darting off. Felix walked over "Soft stupid old man" he said to Simon chuckling "good move though, he is a solid rock for Conrad". Simon smiled "Jack would have been impressed with Jamal's action" he said fondly. Felix chuckled "I think Jack would have had him bent over in the greenhouse wrecking his arse all day" he said. "That as well" Simon said laughing "Jamal took quite a hammering protecting Conrad and that we should never forget". Beth stood over them watching them clean and pointing out anything they missed finding it amusing, she had also taken a big like to Conrad who brought much sparkle back to the manor since Jack. Happy with their work she left them to finish off cleaning the floor whilst she prepared their lunch, Beth had also offered to go to Conrad's house once a week to keep it clean. Simon smiled reading his message from Adam telling him he was coming down on Friday and would stay overnight with him before Conrad and he left for the villa in Sardinia. Conrad and Jamal appeared smelling like cleaning fluid and Beth fussed over them at lunch. Simon sat down on one of those rare occasions and had lunch with the lads. Clearing their plates quickly Conrad and Jamal hadn't realised how hungry they were and sat there satisfied chatting whilst Simon finished his lunch putting his fork down on the plate. "So Conrad" Simon said "Jamal is going to work with you around the gardens and grounds to help you out". Conrad nodded "Brilliant" he replied enthusiastically "I don't know how Jack managed on his own". Simon laughed "He didn't, he had you helping him all those years" he reminded him. "Oh yeah of course" Conrad chuckled "I want to go and see him" he said out of the blue. "Today?" Simon asked looking at him, Conrad nodded "Felix can take you" he said. Conrad looked at Jamal "I was hoping Jam might come with me" he said and Jamal nodded. "Of course" Simon replied "Felix will drive you both there". "We can walk it is not that far" Conrad protested. "No" Simon said abruptly "sorry, it is best if Felix goes with you" he said with adamant tone. "Felix is taking us Conrad" Jamal said putting an end to his argument. Simon stood up "Shall we go and find some flowers for him?" he suggested. Conrad stood up and hugged Simon "I know just the ones" he said putting his clean dry clothes on. They spent a few minutes picking some hibiscus flowers from the greenhouse and Felix brought the limousine round to the front of the manor. Felix walked a few steps behind Conrad and Jamal who were holding hands, Conrad took him to the grave removing the dead flowers he put the fresh ones down and stood up taking Jamal's hand again 'I brought someone to meet you Jack, this is my new friend Jam'. Conrad looked at Jamal with a tear running down his cheek 'So much happened and sadly you was right about Joshua. I don't know how you saw it but I am glad you did otherwise who knows where I would be now. Simon is looking after me in fact he won't let me out of his or Felix's sight at the moment.' Conrad looked at Jamal putting his arm around his shoulder 'I am going away with Adam for a couple of weeks to Sardinia to rest up, god knows I need get away. You didn't help by leaving me and I can't help thinking that in some way you brought Jam here in to my life.' Conrad wiped his eyes 'I am going to teach him everything you taught me and together we are going to look after the manor's gardens and drive just like always.' Jamal hugged him tighter and bent over to lay a flower next to the ones Conrad had placed 'I will come back next month Jack, I miss you so much, can't wait to see you again.' Conrad sniffed and cuddled Jamal for a moment then Felix walked up and laid a flower, he kissed his finger and placed it on the tombstone then patted it. The drive back was quiet and Jamal had seen a side to Conrad he never really imagined, understanding clearly how very close the two of them had been as friends. What he saw now was a very subdued and devastated Conrad, it was like Jack's death had ripped part of Conrad's soul out. Felix stopped the limousine outside Jamal's home so he could clean himself up properly and change for dinner, he parked up outside Conrad's home and followed him around holding clothes that Conrad felt he would need. Never loosing sight of him and constantly on alert then driving Conrad back to the manor. Jamal showered and started getting dressed, he looked in the draw at the bottle of tablets knowing it was time to take one. Tipping a tablet in to his hand he looked at the small blue tablet he was holding. Laughing in his head thinking it was a tablet to stop him being gay, he made a rash decision and replaced the tablet hiding the bottle deep in his draw. He swallowed hard realising he may regret not taking it, his hand on the draw wondering why he was screwing with himself. The forbidden fruit of male sex in his father's religion was playing on his mind, the temptation though was what made it all the more sweet. He thought of Conrad who had got to know him more than anyone else in the last few years, Charlie who he had got on so well with during their short meeting. Jamal sat on the bed doing his shirt up and looking at the draw, eventually raising his hand he slowly closed the draw. He knew the risk he was running turning his back on the one thing that could protect him, so what he thought, if Conrad did it then at least he always have a part of him. Conrad walked in to his bedroom at the manor and noticed immediately that the wardrobe was gone replaced by a more modern sleek one with sliding doors in a different position in the room. He shook his head, Simon, he thought smiling undressing and heading to the shower. By the time he was dry and half dressed there was a soft knock at the door and Jamal walked in. "So this is where you are hiding?" Jamal asked walking in seeing Conrad looking at the wardrobe half dressed. Conrad looked at Jamal's reflection in the mirror "This is where it started that Saturday" he said. Jamal stood quietly looking at him "Simon changed the wardrobe" Conrad said looking where it use to be. Jamal picked Conrad's shirt up off the bed "Do you hate me for not telling you?" Conrad asked looking ashamed. Jamal walked over and put Conrad's arms through the sleeves of the shirt then pulled it up to his neck, slowly running his hand over the bare smooth chest he brought the two sides together and slowly buttoned them up for him. Conrad watched Jamal, following his eyes as they roamed downwards with each button his hands smoothing out the shirt after doing the last button up. He pushed Conrad away looking how he looked then leaned in and French kissed him for a couple of minutes. "How could I ever hate you?" Jamal asked looking at him "Conrad you are my bestie now" he said. Conrad half smiled "Are you sure I am not just your oik?" he asked. Jamal chuckled "You will always be my oik not matter what happens" he replied "having you as a friend is the best things that happened to me". They hugged each other hard "Glad you brushed your hair" Conrad said. Jamal held Conrad at arms length "Why?" he asked curiously. Conrad grinned "So I can do this" he said rubbing his hands over his neat hair messing it up. Jamal moved his feet pushing Conrad back to the bed "Now you have annoyed me oik" he said mischievously "you know what happens to bad oiks". "No Jam we don't have time" Conrad pleaded giggling. Jamal had Conrad laying on his stomach on the bed so quickly, his hands seamlessly undoing his trousers and pulling them down. He could hear Jamal's zip on his trousers 'Oh fuck' Conrad said wriggling his arse and giggling. Jamal leaned forward giving Conrad a wet kiss before penetrating him slowly and in one movement until he was balls deep. Leaning fully over Conrad's body then engaged eye contact and kissed. Jamal using the kiss to stifle Conrad's moans, his hips rapidly bouncing up and down on the firm arse underneath him. The randy ex-public school boy wasted no time in getting to work and seeding his favourite new oik. Quickly his body tensing up making long moans and clenching his buttocks tight forcing his cock deeper. He collapsed panting on top of Conrad, both giggling and kissing him. "I like you Jam" Conrad stroking his face "I'm glad you stayed around" he said looking serious. Jamal kissed him "Same here" he replied pushing his hips down making Conrad moan and giggle. "If you two have finished" Simon said standing at the door "you are late for dinner". "Ouch" Conrad cried with Jamal lifting off quickly panicking "he keeps doing this to me Simon" he complained. Simon smirked watching Jamal tidy himself up "You shouldn't be such a cock tease" he said to Conrad. Jamal looked a little worried "Sorry Simon" he apologised. Simon shrugged his shoulders "What for?" he asked "Fucking that sweet arse?" he looked at Jamal. Jamal blushed a little "Yeah got to admit that is one fine arse to poke" he replied grinning. Conrad finished tidying himself up "Is that it, I am just a toy for you both?". "Yes" they both said in unison laughing, Conrad walked to the door "come on your late for dinner" he said. Simon put his arm around Jamal's shoulder "By the way you fuck like a naughty school boy" he laughed. Jamal laughed "Is that so!" he exclaimed "you want a go for a ride on it?" he asked looking at the shocked expression on Simon's face. "Hell no" Simon replied laughing "I am not letting you lose on me". Dinner was full of laughter and happiness around the table that had been missing for many weeks. Simon was way impressed with Jamal's impeccable table manners clearly showing off his public school upbringing. He even scoffed at Conrad when he asked for his favourite champagne with his steak instead of the beautiful claret Felix produced. He amazed Felix and Simon about his broad knowledge of wine and how to pair them with the correct foods. Conrad took the piss out of Jamal with his glass of champagne and tried swilling it before swallowing like Jamal did. It ended badly with the the fizziness shooting at the back of his throat making him splutter it out. Simon laughed and told him he would need to clean the wooden flooring in the morning. Simon dismissed Felix for the night and instead of going to the lounge they stayed at the table until gone midnight. "Guys it is getting late" Simon said looking at the clock "I have an early meeting in London". Jam stood up "I should get home then" he said. Simon stood "You can stay the night if you want Jamal" he suggested "if Conrad doesn't mind". "What about you?" Conrad asked looking at Simon. "I told you I have to be up and out early so need sleep" Simon replied. Conrad looked at Jamal "Please?" he asked. Jamal held out his hand and walked with Conrad up the stairs, they kissed Simon good night and headed down the landing and Conrad's bedroom. What started out as a fairly normal thing Jamal stood in the bedroom looking at the bed, maybe this was a step too far he thought and in the corner of his eye he noticed a sofa that faced the fireplace. "I will sleep on the sofa" Jamal said and noticing a confused look Conrad gave him undoing his shirt. Jamal looked at the bed "You understand right?" he asked "I have never slept with a man before". Conrad nodded "It is up to you Jam, I would prefer to have you next to me" he said folding his shirt. "Are you falling in love with me?" Jamal asked now wondering why that even came in to his head. Conrad chuckled "Nah I like you as a friend" he replied in a sweeping statement. Jamal liked the words he spoke and smiled "If I do are you going to go all gay on me?" he asked. "Depends if you want me to" Conrad replied smiling "May surprise you but I was straight, well so so". Jamal laughed "But you take cock so well" he said grinning. Conrad now stood naked "If you get in to bed with me I will tell you everything, and I mean everything". "Okay" Jamal said pausing "you must have figured by now I can't say no to you, fuck knows why". Jamal took all his clothes off standing naked before climbing in to the bed, his cock already singing and dancing between his legs. It was a worrying thought Jamal had, unable to explain why his cock reacted so quickly each time he was near Conrad. He snuggled down lying next to Conrad their bodies touching, he took Jamal's hand and as promised he told Jamal everything. He started from the time he first spoke to Jack, how his desperation to pay for the course lead him to sell his arse for money in one stupid moment. And then there was the whole Harry debacle, Jack's tattoo, finally ending on how he got poz from too much champagne after one of Jack's bouts of illness. Jamal laid there silently and Conrad didn't know what to make of it "Jam?" he asked. He turned his head to look at Conrad, a big grin on his face "You were a whore?" he asked laughing. "Fuck, I suppose I was, well only with one man" Conrad tried to explain himself away. "A whore?" Jamal repeated cracking up with laughter "Cheap as chips whore" he said unable to contain himself. Conrad rolled his eyes chuckling "Stop making fun of me I did it for a reason" he tried explaining again. Jamal rolled on top of Conrad laughing and before either of them knew what was happening he was laying in between Conrad's legs, their faces close feeling each other's breath tingling over their skin. Conrad's fingers lightly caressing he side of Jamal's body calming down from the fits of laughter. A cross between a moan and sigh escaped Conrad's lips, Jamal was kissing his neck with slow tender kisses. "Stop it" Conrad said with a smile on his face. Jamal looked down at him "I can't, you have some very weird hold over me Conrad". Conrad chuckled "Don't be silly Jam" he said breathing out nervously. Jamal ran his finger over Conrad's lips "Can I ask one thing?" he asked staring at him. Conrad nodded "Just tonight" Jamal started saying "can I make love to you?". He looked taken back staring up at Jamal "Is that a good idea?" he questioned. "No" Jamal replied "it is a terrible idea but I want to, just once, with you" he spoke with clear intention. "Jam" Conrad spoke softly "Jam" he said again his voice quivering "I..." he stuttered to find words. "I need to show you how much I want your friendship" he said rubbing his lips against Conrad's. Jamal took his silence as a hesitant confirmation and leaned down kissing him on the mouth slowly several times until Conrad responded locking their lips together. Their bodies felt warm almost hot from hiding under the duvet, feeling each other and locked in a time consuming French kiss, neither wanting to let the other go their tongues providing the source of their heightened sexual desire that spread through their bodies. Finally Jamal broke from Conrad's mouth and kissed down his chin and neck then across his chest, his tongue flickering over his nipple, licking then sucking and nibbling sweetly. Conrad pushed his body up arching his back driving Jamal on, kissing him all over and hastily making his way back seeking Conrad's mouth again. Rolling Jamal on to his back Conrad now took over sinking lower down the body with his kisses until he came to the rigid cock blocking his path, his tongue running up the shaft and gently enclosing the head of Jamal's cock with his mouth making it jump and bounce against his lips. The sweet salty taste of precum already dancing on his taste buds that turned Conrad on even more. He licked down the shaft and finding the sack containing the two large globes that he took in his mouth in turn. Jamal pulled Conrad's head deeper against his balls, Conrad sniffed deeply and moaning at the faint male odour of Jamal. His body on the move again finding Jamal kissing him deeper, his arms wrapping around the soft silkiness of Conrad's body, kneeling on the bed holding each other with their cocks rubbing together. Jamal's hand roamed down the inward curve of his back then finally over his arse, the other hand joined in cupping the buttocks in his hands. Slowly Conrad felt his body being pushed backwards until he once again laid on his back. Jamal kissed his feet and ankle slowly working his way along the leg, switching from one leg to the other that he held in his arms. He leaned forward placing his own legs either side of Conrad's hips keeping his arse up and hole exposed, he kissed Conrad again only now his cock was rubbing up against his exposed hole. Moving his cock down and pulling his hips back letting the head of his cock caress the hole gently and teasing it open. Conrad's shoulders moved back against the bed, he kissed Jamal harder feeling his hole opening from gentle prods that continued until the head of Jamal's cock fully entered. Jamal slipped his arm under Conrad's neck holding him closer returning the force of Conrad's kissing. The muffled moans vibrating into Jamal's mouth as he eased his cock in deeper, Conrad's fingers grabbing Jamal's back his body filling with a love only they could share in this moment. Seduced by the slow tenderness of Jamal he floated away feeling the taught skin of the compact muscular body above him and the gradual coarseness of the his pubes rubbing up against his hole. Jamal slowly rocked his hips treating Conrad with respect and adoration, holding back and edging for over an hour. The quick breaks in kissing, tongues aching from dancing together 'Your so special to me Conrad' Jamal's words soothes over his cloud lifting him higher 'Jam' Conrad squeaked through his moans closing his lips against Jamal's again. He balls tightened the feeling of an orgasm washing over him, he couldn't hold back any more then breaking the kiss he pulled Conrad in to the nook of his neck holding his head and groaning in ecstasy he pushed his hips forward and allowed his cock to take full control. Flowing ribbons of his cum released in to Conrad whose hands grabbed and held on to Jamal. Before his orgasm finished he quickly sought Conrad's mouth and kissed him. The sensation of how Jamal was holding him and kissing him still riding his orgasm proved to much for Conrad to concentrate on, his body overloaded reacted starting it's own orgasm. Conrad moaned then his body shook and Jamal felt the warm slickness of his cum being expelled between their bodies. Something inside Conrad felt incredible with Jamal's cock still hard and his kissing, there was no sign that Jamal was finished, his hips already starting over indicating he wanted it again. Jamal rolled off Conrad on to his back drenched in sweat touching his cock he rolled the foreskin forward over his semi erection, his hips aching breathing heavily. Conrad laid on his stomach unable to move, the sheet under him sticking to his body panting, his feet and toes still wriggling and curling in. His only thought was that Jamal was an arse destroyer, four times it took until Jamal collapsed unable to continue. He moaned softly feeling the hand of Jamal stroking and squeezing his arse. "Fuck, what have you done to me Con?" Jamal asked in between heavy breaths. Conrad laid with his head facing Jamal "Me?" he asked "what the hell did you just do to me!" he chuckled. "So confused Con" Jamal said looking up at the ceiling through the darkness "am I gay?" he asked. Conrad moved his hand and stroked Jamal's chest "Don't care if you are not" he replied "does it turn you on more than sex with a woman?". Jamal laid quiet hearing his own breathing "I don't know, never had a woman" he confessed. "Sorry?" Conrad raised himself up on his elbows and looked at him "how come?". Jamal shrugged his shoulders "Always been in a private schools" he replied "guys were just there on tap ready to take cock". Conrad grinned "You used them?" he asked. "Suppose so" Jamal replied turning to face Conrad "never even thought of girls when I was shagging them". Conrad laid back down "You are so fucking gay" he said giggling stroking Jamal's ear. Jamal smiled and rolled over sliding on top of Conrad "Oh god not more" Conrad said sighing. "You made me gay now you pay the consequences" Jamal said in a sadistic voice chuckling. Conrad moaned through the penetration in to his sore arse "Does it turn you on fucking me" he gasped. Jamal ground his hips kissing Conrad "It would be doing it if it didn't" he replied thrusting in hard. Conrad clasped Jamal's arms moaning louder "Come on then fuck me, fuck me until your gay!" he cried out. Simon was up and around at 7am he quietly opened the door to Conrad's bedroom and smiled shaking his head, their naked bodies lay on to top of the bed with the sheet only covering their feet. The warm smell of sex hit his nostrils, it was faint but enough to tell what had been going on. Conrad was laid flat out with Jamal laying half on top facing each other. He smiled closing the door knowing that Conrad was going to be alright.

Dillon got back to his apartment and even though he kept telling himself that he was not going to act on any of this, he really wanted them all to want him. Once he got back he checked the first email his regular one and he had five more responses from old men. He deleted them, then he checked his new email and there were two responses. First one - Married guy coming into town with his hotel and times he would be available once he arrived. (Dillon's rock hard but did not respond right away) Second response - Glory hole guy, he gave Dillon an address and a picture of the building where the Glory Hole was located and a time. 4 PM for Dillon to arrive and told him to go into the last stall and tap his foot three times. He also said he would be wearing red converse high tops. So Dillon knew he was tapping the right guy. I will tap back and once I do pull up on the toilet paper dispenser and it will come off the wall and you will see a hole. Stick your finger up and rub it on the base of the hole and I will slowly feed my cock through. I will need to cum twice, so after you swallow my first load keep sucking. I will need a confirmation by 2 PM to make it there by 4 PM. (Dillon looked at his watch and it was 1:45 ) Dillon typed his response and waited but after five minutes he said fuck it and sent it off. He justified, it was anonymous and he could still blow the guy off and change his mind all the way till 3:45 since he was just 15 minutes from the location. His response read: Dillon - Dude, I will be there. I am wearing black kicks and so ready to suck your big dick and swallow your loads. Anonymous guy - Good, be there at 4 PM exactly. Not any earlier, my dick is dripping thinking of your work mouth on my prick. When you arrive come to the side of the building and use the second door. Ignore the signs that say no trespassing. Dillon could not stop touching his dick and had to watch several clips of Glory Hole action and he was really getting turned on. He took a break and responded to the straight guy coming into town. Dillon - Definitely want to service your big dick. love your foreskin and bush. Totally ready to drain you. Your hotel is 10 minutes from my apartment so I can get to you easily, so early morning before work, after work and lunch are the best. Otherwise we can play it by ear and hit me up and see if I can break free from my girl to drain you! Dillon grabbed one of the dildos his girl used often and began to suck it and he gagged some, although he continued and stopped gagging. He grabbed the bigger one he bought her that she never uses and tried it and gagged, He kept working it in his mouth and throat and after ten minutes he was sucking that big fat dildo without gagging. He looked at the clock and it was 3:30. Right then his Girl text him and said she had to work late again and would not be home till seven and he text her back and said no problem babe. I will grab take out tonight. Love you! Now Dillon was feeling entirely guilty and he went to shut his computer down and he thought about the straight guy saying having a guy suck your dick is not cheating. If that is true sucking a dick can't be either. He knew deep down that was bull shit but he really wanted to believe it as he started sucking on that huge dildo again. After a couple minutes he put them back in the drawer and left to go to the old building side entrance bathroom. He arrive at the parking lot at 3:55 and waited till 3:59 and walked to the door and looked and his watch said 4 PM and he entered and he went to the end stall as directed. It was clean in there and he played with the toilet paper dispense to make sure it came off as he was told and to his surprise it just lifted up. He put it back and then heard the door. He nervously sat on the toilet and waited as the stall next him opened and he saw two red converse high tops walk into the stall and tap his foot three times. (he did not even sit down) Dillon tapped his foot three times and then removed the toilet paper dispenser and he could immediately see the long uncut dick being fed through the hole. The guy had lots of skin and precum was leading out of it. Dillon began to suck on the skin and nibble on it and slide his tongue and dock his tongue and lick the guys head. Tasting that precum, Dillown was in heaven. The guy pulled back his skin a little and the rest of the precum poured into Dillon's mouth and he back to suck and swallow more and more of that beautiful uncut dick. Ten minutes in the guy shot his load in Dillon's mouth and all Dillon heard was swallow, Dillon pulled off and swallowed and the guy left his dick right there and Dillon went back to working the head and sucking his dick and it took another fifteen minutes and he shot his second load. The guy pulled his dick out slowly as Dillon swallowed the second load. He loved hot it tasted and wondered if it was just this guy or is that what guys taste like. The guy said, stay right there don't fucking move until I have done for two minutes. Dillon said okay. the guy undid the stall and headed out. Dillon stayed as instructed. Before Dillon could get up the door opened and Dillon jumped up and sat on the stall and before he could cover the hole a guy was standing in the stall. He was wearing work boots. He tapped his foot three times and Dillon did the same out of instinct. The guy unzipped his jeans and slide a fat 8" dick through the hole. It was cut, big fat head and lots of veins. Dillon got back down on his knees and licked the head and took the entire head in his mouth and sucked and he hard the guy moan a little and push his dick further through. Soon Dillon was sucking the guy deep and after 8-10 minutes of heaving sucking and licking the guy blew in Dillon's mouth. All the guy said was "Thanks, be here tomorrow at the same time." The guy left and Dillon had no idea what he looked like or anything about him but that he loves his big dick and his cum tasted even better then the first dude. Dillon put the toilet rack back on the wall and left quickly. It was almost 5 PM and he headed back to the apartment and he kept tasting the men he swallowed. All he could think about is sucking more dick. When he arrived back he had a response from Anonymous, great cock sucker. Be there tomorrow at the same time, I am off again tomorrow and definitely need to unload in that cum dump mouth of yours. Dillon loved told he had a cum dump mouth and hated it at the same time. He wondered why others did not hit him up that he sent an email to and thought I really need to hit up that bbc guy. Wonder if his cum taste different?

This dude was still working my dick off an on, never looking up at me or making eye contact when his girlfriend came up for air and he let go of my dick and stopped sucking and licking it but never took his eyes off of my huge thick dick. I could see he was leaking as his brown dick bobbed up and down from excitement, I though she was going to take her blindfold off so I quickly had her stand up and told her to leave her blindfold on and I moved her to my left side and started to fondle her breast and touch her as she moaned. I took my right hand I put on my new boys head and guided him back to my dick and left my hand resting on his head. giving him gentle pressure to take more of my dick in his mouth. Fuck he was a good little cock sucker, I know it was his first time since he was so awkward at it at first but he is definitely getting the hang of it and he was now swallowing more than six inches. I leaned down and kissed her while I grabbed him with more force and shoved his head down on my dick. He resisted at first but then relaxed before I forced too much in him and he choked. He seemed disturbed but I kept kissing her while he regained his composure and went back on my dick. He was really getting the hand of it, I kept looking down to see if he as looking up and finally he did, He looked so hot with my dick deep in his throat. I broke off my kiss with his girl and grabbed her with both hands and lifted her up and started to eat her pussy while he sucked big dick. She had a sweet little cunt and it was going to be full of dick soon. She was making some big noise when I pulled him off my dick and walked her to the bedroom and placed her in the center of the bed and spread her wide and told him to eat her out. He followed instructions and she made some noise but nothing like when I had my tongue deep inside her. I let my dick hit her lips and watched her grab it and start to suck me. I was fucking leaking and soon enough my new buddy got up and started to fuck her. He must have been hot because he shot quickly and then I took his place. She was tight so I knew she had not taken much dick and especially a thick dick like mine. She moaned and make a craze high picked sound and she started to say I was too big when my boy leaned down and kissed her and told her to relax between kissed. I pushed deeper and deeper in her and suddenly she arched her back and came really hard with my dick in her. Fuck that felt amazing. Her spasming all over my cock and tightening and then opening up and then tightening again. She was so wet. It took another 20 minutes for her to take me all and once she was opened up she came two more times and ten minutes later I unloaded in her but as I was shooting I pulled out to creampie her cunt and pulled out and pushed her legs back and as cum was still leaking out of my dick he came over to clean me off and swallowed my dick and her juice and my cum. I redirected him to eat her out again and he cleaned mu cum from her pussy and eat her as I got dressed and I slapped his hot ass and told him I had to go. I though that was more fun that I thought and this dude was hungry as they cum for more dick. I would be balls deep in him soon!

PART 11 　 I had no idea what had come over me, I only knew I was enjoying every second of it. Gay cancer, who cared, my ass craved cock and cum and I wanted all I could get. I had no idea of any concerns. Fuck me and fill me is all I wanted. 　 I didn't realize my wife was getting suspicious either. No idea that she had decided to follow me and see what was going on. I didn't know how detached I had become at home and she was thinking I had another woman somewhere. 　 Before she had a chance to follow me though, I came down with a fever and what seemed to be a nasty dose of the flu. She helped nurse me for the 4 or 5 days it lasted. Feeding me, bathing me and making sure I was kept well filled with fluids. When I was well again, I returned to work but then happened to open a paper and was reading about an HIV outbreak and some of the symptoms to watch for. I was immedidately concerned and called a free clinic nearby. I went, had blood drawn and a couple of days later got the news. I was Positive. Now what the hell to do? 　 What could I do, it had been a little over a week since my last load at the park. I needed some badly as my hole just felt way too empty. I knew now exactly what those guys were talking about but had only thought it would never happen to me, but did. I headed to the park to cruise it and get laid little knowing my wife was following. I got there and immediately headed to the play area. There were a couple of guys there making out, but as soon as I dropped my pants and bent over showing them my ass they stopped and both dropped their pants and headed for me. I soon had a cock in my ass and one in my mouth. 　 Just as the guy in my ass gasped and told me he was cumming, I heard a loud gasp. I let go of the cock in my mouth and turned to see my wife standing there with a look of horror on her face. It soon turned to anger and she was screaming and yelling at me. Then she turned and almost ran out of there. I was mortified but thought, well she knows now, and turned around the second guy was soon fucking my ass hard and filling me up with his toxic load. 　 When I got home my wife started screaming at me again and calling me names and saying she wanted a divorce immediately. It didn't take long to get one. My divorce was final, and I had closed on a condo and moved in. Now you know my story. I think about how it started ever so often, but hey, my as is getting filled and even once in a while I fill an ass to spread my DNA too. I am happy and everything will be ok for me.