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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.

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.

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.”

So I did my first motel load taking gig a couple nites ago. I only took 6 loads, small potatoes by some standards, but it was fun. All the guys were from Grindr. I set up a separate account. First guy came by about 4:30pm after I checked in. I was on all fours in a darkened room. He pumped in me for a couple of minutes then left a huge load. he told me that he had big loads. I never looked back to see him, so his load was pretty anonymous. When he left I wanted to see if he was right. His load was enormous, I couldn't believe how much cum he pumped in me. Next guy came and dumped a load, then a bit of time and a cute 22yo walked in and within about a minute dropped a load in me. He had a great ass which i had to play with a bit. Two more guys came over at the same time, one watched while the other fucked and bred me. The second one said he wanted to fuck a newly bred hole so he jumped right in and unloaded in a couple of minutes. A few more and the evening was over, but it was a great experience for a first time trying it.

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

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

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

Yesterday I went to my favorite ABS in Waikkki to get fuck. It’s pretty strict abs you can’t just hang out check out the booths anymore, so it’s a hit and. Is and expensive! The parking at least is better and cheaper. When I pulled into the new public parking, I saw I black guy in his car snd tried to make eyes contact but no luck. Shucks... I go into the ABS snd it’s dead or just cock suckers. I go back to chill in my car snd see if the ambiance and rotation of guys change. The black guy was not at his car. Bummers. I wait five minutes and go back to the glory hole. BINGO bbc 8” around my age in his fifties, married ring on his finger coming through the hole. I let it fuck me. No lube just a little spit. He pulls out and his seed is spilling on the ground. I look through the hole and a handsome face appears. I tell him why didn’t he cum in my ass. He reaches closer and we start making out between the glory hole. (Ironic that kissing is more dangerous these days than getting a raw load up the ass.) He says he has another load snd we should go to my place. I rarely do this but he was handsome and I had good vibes plus my pussy was just itching for more cock and he had a great girth. He spent 30 minutes stretching my hole in every direction before pumping my fertile Asian pussy. I’m still tired today from it. Hopefully I can get more bbc seed from him. After him a young Asian boy who reached out to me on sniffles was aggressively trying to hook up. He was on his way to “beat up my Asians daddy fuck hole.”

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Performer and member of Actor's Equity Union for 33 years (obviously not much of that happening during the pandemic), licensed residential Realtor specializing in Historic Homes, Co-ops and Condos. (During the housing crash of 2005-2010 I also was a property manager for Co-op buildings in Manhattan and Riverdale)

last night at a fuck group at my buddy's place. There was me, my buddy, 2 bears and a boy about 19. I got in the sling and my ankles were chained to the frame and raised up so my hole was on show. 2 of the men got hold of the boy and forced his face into my ass crack and ordered him to eat me out. That felt great. When I was wet my buddy and the bears started fucking me. They were also fucking the boys mouth after being inside me. I took a big load of each of the men so I was full of seed. Then they invited to boy - well kinda coerced him into fucking me. That was hot. He shoved his cock deep in me and fucked his load up my ass. I was stinking of sweat n sperm.

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

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.

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.

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

About two years ago, my (now ex) husband and I had a dude over one Sunday morning. He was ~ 50 and in PERFECT condition. Do you know the type I mean? Sometimes there are older ‘straight’ guys who seem like a classic car which has always been garaged. That is, they are perfectly well kept, but hardly used at all. I see guys like this every so often, and consider it a ‘type’ . . . a married dude in great shape but for no one but his wife, and as years pass that lack of use really seems really apparent (to me at least). Still fresh. Still naive. So wasted. Anyway this dude comes over one Sunday morning because ”that’s when my wife is at church, and I can get away.” And he’s in amazing shape. I fuck his ass. Cum there. My husband fucks his full-of-my-cum ass and cums there too. FUCK YES dirty bottom two raw loads in him! Me (without my now ex) would have fucked him again. HOT HOT HOT cum loving married dude cheating on his wife while she is at church!!! The kicker? (My stories often have a punch line) After we’ve fucked he points at me and my husband in succession. . . . ”Four . . .Five” he says. We’re both like “?” He says “You are the fourth and fifth guys to ever fuck me.” !!!!!!!!!!!!And we’d both just shot our raw cum in his ‘straight’ married ass!!!!! Cheating on his wife while she prayed at church. GOD yes.

Why do I get these doe-eyed innocent married guys? One of my last hook ups before the covid was a ~30 yo dude who’s been wanting to come over and fuck around literally years. He wants ‘safe’. I’ve always said no, I am into bare. He says great how about bj’s? I say no, I do not cum that way. For me, sucking leads to fucking. So we never got together. He’s asked many times. Said he lives with his family. I think I live close to him out here in the ex-burbs, and must be his easiest, closest opportunity. I’ve always been matter-of-fact. No, I like bb. Until it works out he says he HAS to come over one evening just after dark. Big dude. He’s in my bedroom pants down, bent over, ass out. He’s got my bf’s ud poz dick in his mouth like he’s starving for dick. I LOVE a dick filled, distracted bottom, so I am in him raw in no time (despite his lack of proper preparation) stroking my big dick in and out of his hairy bear ass. And yeah, pretty soon I am cumming there hard and deep . . .putting my d.n.a. deep in his guts before he changes his mind. . . FUCK yes it makes him another one of my ‘boys’ with all my swimmers looking for a home inside him. He blows his load with barely a stroke, he is so worked up. Nice. Zipping it all up, he says something about his wife and kids, which he’d never mentioned before! When he said he lived with his family, idk why I thought something different, but I did. Wife? I just blew my load in his ass! He never asked/negotiated/ anything about my bf’s status. So horny he was! Love it. But here’s the kicker- he writes me wanting to get together again saying HE HAS NEVER BEEN FUCKED ON HIS BACK, so he is hoping I will put him on his back and fuck him like that! So big cubby bear boy is not only married . . . like-will-die-if-he-gets-caught married, but also pretty damn inexperienced. I really get boned thinking of putting my big, raw cock back in him while I watch him squirm taking dick like that the first time. And he’s had at least one load (mine) so I expect he’ll be wanting more more more cum in him. Cheating on his wife!

I love fucking married men. They always ask for a condom initially, but after eating their hole they seem unable to say no. My thick cock head rubbing the entrance to their slim hole. I always promise I will only put my tip in, it will be safe 😀. Before too long I am ploughing their arse Raw balls deep as they are milking my thick hard daddy dick. I always whisper to them do they want me to cum deep inside their now owned hole but i can honestly say no one has ever refused as I unload deep in their guts. Now they are daddy’s boys who can’t get enough raw dick.

Hot story...I had a bi Marine I used to breed almost daily before he went home to his wife...Enjoy and keep posting the stories!!

WOW... After my last topic here, i am now more confident to aproach guys... i used to fear rejection, but i realized that most guy dont reject me 😮 at last night i went to a bath house and sucked 11 different guys, my favorite was one guy that seemed to be married, i love married men, those with dad body and lots of hair... some of them wanted to fuck me but im not confident enough to let them breed me, i need to create the strength to let it happen and be a total slut. My goal is to reach 1000 loads in my hole... so far, none 😄

The problem - as I keep pointing out, and people keep ignoring in their zest to promote kids having sex, is that it's easy to talk a curious kid into "consenting" to try and do all sorts of things. As for the "shouldn't be kept from enjoying...." line: that's just an apology for pedophilia. We've come to understand, as a society, that people under the age of 18 are not mature enough to understand consequences for capital crimes and thus cannot face capital punishment. Yet you're arguing that kids far younger are mature enough to make informed decisions about sex. That's horseshit.

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Yes actually I can , I do get hard when I am thinking about sex or watching porn

So I get on a couple hookup site and get a few promising potentials to come fuck me. It took a while may flakes but just as I was about to give up guy that’s been messaging for few days finally comes through. I tell him door will be unlocked come in and find me ass up face down. As soon as he came in he pulls his dick in my face and makes me suck on it. I get hard and lubed for my ass to do the rest. He gets behind me and just rams it in. Felt amazing after the initial sting. Thank god it wasn’t big about 5-6 inch with a nice upward curve. He must of fucked me for about 7 minutes and move to the floor and makes me suck him off again. I don’t normally suck a guy after he’s penetrated my ass , but it was so hot. So I suck him for another 3 min and gets behind me again and plows me. Fuck it felt so good hitting all the right places. I really wanted him to shoot his load inside me but his phone kept going off and said hi had to get going. So I suck him off and made him cum in my mouth and just had to swallow his huge load. Kept him in my mouth as he maintained his erection making him unload a second time. Damn I’m still horny as fuck and need a load in my ass.

Then the family can be indicted/convicted....purging the stench

Some of you may have seen a post in the forum I put up in frustration about guys not playing at sex clubs and dark rooms- always standing and stroking but never actually getting it on with anyone, in spite of many available men standing in arms reach. Well, I went back to the local sex club here in Ft Lauderdale last week on a Thursday- the "leather night" >My 3 month membership had expired, and my bottle of rum was almost expired, so I bought a new bottle and renewed my membership. Inside, I killed the dregs of the old bottle and set out to see who was playing- the parking lot had been full, so I had high hopes. Well, there were no men in the dark room, the BJ ramps were bare, and not a single sling in use. I did see a few guys roaming endlessly, but no action. After a few hours, I did manage to get a guy to feed me a load in my throat- but I think it was a case of him not able to stop the orgasm before he could hustle off to cool down. I went home frustrated, my ass not even slightly violated. I had Saturday off ,a rare treat. So after a non event afternoon at the local leather inn, hanging naked by the pool and not as much as one hard cock in either end, I decided to hit the sex club and see how Saturdays played out. I arrived, getting the last parking spot in the main parking lot, and discovered the bottle of J Lube mix I had put in my pocket had leaked half the contents out into my pocket and down the side of the car seat. Fuck! Sure hope that wasn't an indication of the night ahead. Got inside, and there were a good mix of guys, some dressed, some naked, some somewhere in between. My cocktail served, I was ready to play. Stripping to just my leather jock, I began the hunt. Sucked a few cock on the BJ platform for a while as a warm up- none would cum that early, but indeed were nice and hard. I headed into the dark room, and there were 2 men bent over waiting, so I moved on and checked out the bigger play areas- also men around, and some were playing. WOW- what a nice change!! I headed backto the dark room, and put a small dose of J Lube on my ass as I entered. Working thru the room, I got to a squeeze point where I couldn't get any further due to a guy fucking one of the bent over guys. Standing there, I felt a grope on my ass, then a finger. I pushed back onto the finger, and it was replaced by 3. I shifted a bit so I could take advantage of a small open spot on the fuck table, and pulled the J Lube out and put a big shot of it on my ass and the mans hand behind me. With that as incentive, he rubbed his whole hand up and down my crack, spreading lube on it and coating his hand. Then the entry began, and he had his fist in my hole quickly. The fucking next to me ended and the fisting to my hole took on a new intensity, as he punched in and out of my hole. I had a cock presented to my face, which I immediately sucked in and serviced. The fisting was really getting my hole open, and the slurping sound had a small audience gathering. My fist top began using an alternating fisting, first the right fist, then as it pulled out the left punched back in- the left was a slight bit larger. We played for another 5 or 10 minutes, until his arms got tired and needed a break. So we headed out together, and into a smaller room, where he face fucked a load into my mouth. I had lube dripping with each step, so I hit the bathroom and gave the legs and ass cheeks a fast wipe to mop some of the glop up. I wandered, had another cocktail, and sucked a few more guys on the BJ platform. As I went back into the patio area, one of the guys from the bar - latino with a shaved head- brushed by, and I gave him a feel. I stood inside a small room equipped with a OB Gyn type chair, and he came in. He quickly pushed me onto his cock, and as I went down on him, he began playing with my ass. I had very little time on his cock , as he pulled and pushed me back into the chair, and with a quick squirt of lube went into my ass full fist, pushing in deeper than I have taken in a long while. He really seemed a bit out of it, but was very much into it- and was pushing me down with one arm as he tried to get deeper and deeper with the other. In spite of all his pushing and effort, he couldn't break down the 2nd sphincter, and soon headed out of the room. I got up, and back in the patio ran into the 1st fister- telling him what had just gone down. He felt my ass, then he pushed his fist up int me as I stood there. I edged towards the round padded center unit, and knelt on it as he punched my ass into a bigger bloom. Someone fed me a cock from the side, and I sucked on it as my ass opened wider and wider. He pulled out and fucked my very loose ass a few minutes, maybe cumming. As he pulled out, another guy took my hole and fucked, then would stop and hold still for a minute- I assume he was trying to piss feed me- then would fuck more, then hold still and more piss. With all the J Lube and the addition of piss, my ass was very slick now. A big bull pushed his paw in- def a large to ex large fist- and it was a struggle, so I suggested we do a sling. Off to the lockable room , and into the sling. He fisted and raped out my hole for about 20 minutes, but by that point I was beginning to cramp up and was ready for a break. The rest of the evening was short lived, and I was sated, leaving about 30 minutes later -- but not before being there for almost 7 hours !

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

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Top here in Inland Empire, looking for a willing cum dump that wants to be bred on video

Last hook up of my long road trip. Met a beefy white Hispanic daddy who worked in wild life preserved in his hotel room. He shared the room with his friend , whom past out from Halloween partying . I slowly sucked his cock as he moved his hands all over me, pinching my nipples and squeezing my butt cheek. He insisted on a condom , while asking if I were disease free . I told him yes as I started riding him, I could tell his subconscious wanted it bare. I gradually moved the condom back a little once in a while, ultimately removing it. Daddy obviously enjoyed the sensation much more as he moaned louder, then pushed me down on the bed and got on top of me. We switched between missionary and doggy. My new bottle of Double Scorpio allowed me to be very flexible, so daddy fucked me very brutally. He came after half an hour of intense fucking. i was going to get dressed and leave, but he held me and wanted to cuddle. To my surprise, he got hard again in a minute or two. This time, he demanded me to ride his cock reversely, kept pushing me to do it harder and faster. I was in fuck haven, riding his hard 7 inch daddy cock. I laid down as some point, still keeping the penis inside me. I held my leg as daddy slide his dick in and out intensely as we laid on the side. “I like fucking slutty pussy like yours,” He kept calling me names until he came. My hole was dripping wet with two huge loads from him. He offered to walk me out the hotel as he was going to get coffee . Before we left, his “sleeping “friend asked him to get coffee for him as well. The friend was awake by our moans at some point, as he giggled and said it sounds like daddy had a great fun time. I’m glad that I made a real top man very happy.

Got to raw fuck a fellow party goer last night😃 He was friend of friend, ended up in spare bedroom. He waited until his buddy left him alone before he got slutty, and I took full advantage. Used some spit as lube and slid in rough, fucked him for like 4 minutes, and nutted hard. He grunted and seemed uncomfortable, but I didn't care much. I didn't even give him a reach around. Lol We were back down at party before anyone missed us. Hoping he enjoys my Halloween gift the rest of his life.

I love ass to mouth during and after I have been bred.. It is my duty to serve tops and ass to mouth is part of that.

Depends. Fantasy V Reality. Of course 18+. Not worth risking jail. In fantasy the age basis is from the scenario im thinking about.

Two weeks ago, I was horned up from filthy-talking on BBRTS and found a guy on DL who wanted some early AM public action at a rest stop in a small county off 84. So I show up, no cars, wait, in pulls this cowboy, rubs his wrangler bulge on the way in. Mormon, wife and babies at home, I’m sure. Large hit of poppers. Go in and knelt right down next to him at the urinal. Maybe 7 inches. Wrap my lips around his cock and push down into his dill-pickle smelling pubes and whip out his horned-up nuggets to squeeze and lick. I’m a filthy fucker, so I’m pulling him back and forth down my throat by his ass cheeks, Denim-covered chew can in my left hand. Most horned up straight guys cum quick and I could tell his wife never sucked his dick after he put a ring on it. He’s getting there and my hungry hole wants that breeders load. I back off his cock and put my hands to work as he’s about to get his rocks off. I stand up in front of him, slicked up prick in my right hand as I slowly bend over and reveal my hole, held open with a steel tunnel plug. I stroke and squeeze a few more times as he starts to shutter, grunt and I push that warmed up metal insert right up against the tip of his bucking cock I’m pulling in. I feel his baby batter nut hit four or more inches inside my hungry anus. I keep him held against that fuck hole plug for four or five more spurts as my hole felt warm and his throbbing stopped. Like all married guys, he pulled up his pants and dashed in a flash but I think he enjoyed it as he tipped his Cowboy hat to me as he drove away in his truck.

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

On my last day in Denver, a white tattooed cub who was less than a hundred feet away messaged me on Grindr . Turns out he’s the director of the hotel I’m staying at. After exchanging details, he blocked a room next to mine and said meet there in 5 minutes .After I sucked his cock hard, he tried to put on a condom, but his cock got soft whenever he got the condom on. I told him that I’m on prep and ready to fuck bare. Got him hard again in seconds and shoved the bare cub meat right into my pussy. I remained on all four for him to penetrate, all the way until he shot his load. “ Thanks for being my first fuck on this job ,” he said. “You’re welcome. I do this all the time :)” I said before sneaking back into my room.

Part 9 Chris's immediate physical response was a loss of breath. The rush of the slam made him cough uncontrollably. He thought this was probably the last moments of his life. Dying naked in a sling with drugs in his system. God would punish him and send him to a hell that he only began to imagine in that moment. That thought of death was surprisingly not met with fear because this wasnt a time for emotion. Gregs massive cock was in him and the way he plunged it into Chris without mercy also simultaneously caused the boy to take a quick intake of breath. Only he didnt have the ability to take it. The coughing fit and the sharp pain of the raw cock stretching him were all too much. Meanwhile the video hadnt stopped. The screams by the men and the top to "poz the boy" were relentless as the top bred the bottom. Thoughts of his demise turned out to be far too premature. Suddenly he felt Hunters hand on his chest again. What he didnt realize was Hunters hand was there from the moment he pulled the band off Chris's arm. The shock was wearing off and feeling was returning to Chris. Hunters touch felt electric. His coughing stopped and a heat permeated his body. Hunters touch made the heat more intense and yet it wasnt enough. He needed more. And the pain of his hole being stretched became something different. Need. Greg was deep but Chris wanted him deeper. The need for more prompted him to raise his arms toward Greg as if to beckon him. Greg obliged and bent down again laying on top of the boy and making out again. "Fuck boy. You feeling good huh?" Chris just moaned into Gregs mouth and pushed his tongue deeper into the kiss. Greg responded with a moan of his own and accepted as much of Chris's tongue as he could get. Meanwhile he stayed balls deep in the boy and rocked inside him, flexing his cock and trying to press against the boys prostate. Chris still wasnt down from that initial highest of highs enough to figure out what to make of all that was happening. What he did know was that his life was now divided into two: before slam and after slam. Before this slam he knew he had parts of his body that would arouse him when they were touched. But now every inch of his body was a pleasure center, outside and inside. He could suddenly feel every ridge and vein of Gregs throbbing cock. He felt how deep inside him he was. He felt Gregs chest pressed on top of his as he pushed himself up against the man to somehow get even closer. Their making out became breathless just as Chris had regained his breathing. There was no chance to think. He wanted to feel this way forever. Feeling the need to be touched like this and having that need met by a man as gorgeous as Greg. Greg pulled himself up having to fight the pull of Chris's arms. He wanted to see this boy he was fucking and get a look at his raw cock fucking in and out of him. Chris was looking up at him so intently like he was trying to memorize every detail of Gregs face. Greg noticed how Chris's face had changed with the high running through him. He was more animal, acting on instinct instead of thought, taking what he wanted and not thinking about consequences. He loved his boys like this. But looking at how changed the boy was reminded him that the high from the slam he did when he first got to Hunters place had mostly worn off. He looked at Hunter who was still at Chris's side now stroking his own dripping cock. "You dont wanna feed that to him?" Greg asked Hunter. "Later. I see where his focus is for now. Hes in love." Greg chuckled knowing thats exactly the look Chris had on his face as he looked up at the man who was fucking him. Whether or not Chris heard any of this wasnt clear to either man standing since the boys gaze never wavered. "You look like you could use...a pick me up." Greg smiled at Hunter. "You read my mind." Hunter turned his attention to his kit to get one of the prepared rigs for Greg. Greg leaned back down to kiss Chris softly. He looked into the boys eyes and asked "Feeling good boy?" Chris just nodded. It was as if he was in a trance. "I'm gonna stay deep in you like this but I cant promise that Ill have much control once Hunter gives me what he gave you. Your hole feels so good around my cock I might just cum as soon as he slams me. You ok with that?" It didnt matter how Chris answered. Greg was going to breed this boy. But he wanted to hear Chris say that he wanted Gregs cum in this intimate moment when they were as closely connected as they could be. "Yeah." Chris's first word since his slam. "Yeah what boy? Tell me." "I...I..I want you to cum." Damn, Greg thought. This high and still had some inhibitions. Those religious boys from conservative families were hard to break and he was working on one such boy now. That only pushed Greg closer to the edge of his cum. "Yeah? Where do you want me to cum boy?" "I...I....cum in me." "Whats that? Say that again boy. With conviction. Like you really want it. I don't believe you." "Cum inside me. Please. Gimme that cum." "Fuck. Yeah? You sure?" Greg could see that his promptings were pushing Chris to open his mind to what he really wanted. He watched as Chris's face became more resolute and assured. "Fuck yes. Shoot those fucking poz ropes of cum in me." The sudden outburst almost shook Chris lucid. Had he just asked Greg to cum in him and poz him? He had never once considered that. But he knew what he said and what he said was what he wanted. This was after slam Chris and after slam Chris craved poz cum. "Fucking flood me with your poz cum." "Oh fuck," Greg lifted himself up again as Hunter came close with the band and rig. "Looks like he put it all together. Our boy wants to get pozzed up." Hunter looked at Chris who finally turned from Greg and looked back at him as if noticing for the first time that he was even in the room. "Yeah boy? You wanna get pozzed?" Chris nodded. "Fuck yeah. But Chris?" He gave Chris a look now as if to say listen closely. "Chris? How do you know you werent pozzed before today?" Chris's eyes grew wide as the realization hit him. And then the smile. Chris smiled at Hunter as the look on his face transformed from shock to pure lust. As the realization hit Chris, he looked back and forth to the two men and as he tilted his head back in ecstasy, moaned out "Fuuuuuuuuck." Both men noticed that Chris's cock was as hard as it had been the whole day and it was leaking precum all over his abs. Greg was also benefiting from Chris's pleasure as he felt the boys hole squeeze his cock gripping it and milking it and trying to pull it in deeper. Greg smiled in response as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Yeah boy. Thats what youre about to get. Im gonna fucking breed you with my poz cum so deep." He was balls deep in Chris and tried to focus so he could hold his position as Hunter tied the band around his arm and found a vein. When Hunter pulled away after finishing the slam, Greg raised his arm and coughed through that initial impact. He loved getting slammed while he was inside a bottom but this hole was so tight and knowing that it was a neg boy who wanted to get pozzed up made him wild. As he rode the high he pushed his weight against Chris's hole trying to get even deeper than was possible. Chris could feel the change in Greg just in the way the cock inside him felt. Almost like it was growing fatter. It felt like it was stretching him even more. But there was no pain. This was all pleasure. He looked back up to Greg and saw the change in his face. It looked like lust on the verge of violence. Chris braced himself. "Oh fuck boy. You feel that cock?" Gregs breathing was heavy from the coughing but also as he got closer to cumming. His fucking became more frantic pulling almost completely out before slamming his cock deep into the boy at an increasing speed. The two were moaning loudly now unable to form words. Greg reached down and held Chris's shoulders to get deeper with each stroke. He looked deep into Chris and found some words but not sentences. "Cumming....pozzing....boy.....fuck..." and then the slamming strokes that would tell any observer that Gregs ropes of poz cum were being shot into Chris. The spasms, the shaking, all told Hunter that this was a huge load. But what made this easily one of the hottest things Hunter had ever witnessed was that as Greg began to shoot his load Chris also was on the verge of cumming. He never found his words so it came out in a long moan that was broken up by each rope that he shot. Hunter saw cum shooting up onto Chris's chest and face and more than one rope that hit Gregs neck and chin. As he came Chris's legs moved off the sling and tightened around Greg but in constant movement as if unable to maintain control. Hunter couldnt tell if one was shaking the other or if both were shaking together as if they were a single unit. As Greg slowed himself down he wrapped his arms around Chris and they kissed deep. Both still shivered with periodic tremors as they made out from the intense cum they had both experienced. As Greg pulled himself from the kiss he looked into Chris's eyes again. The boy was still very high. "Fuck youre hot boy. That might have been the most cum I have ever shot at once." Chris just smiled. "You are so adorable." Greg turned to Hunter as if to seek his agreement. What he saw was cum all over the floor. Hunter had cum with the boys and shot all around him like he was trying to paint the floor with his cum. "Guess you enjoyed watching that." Hunter laughed. "That was fucking hot boys. Two boys fucking is hot. A top pozzing a neg bottom is fucking hot. But you two got me at that next level. Fuck." Greg turned to look at Chris again but was still talking to Hunter. "How did you find the hottest boy on campus? If there are anymore like him at that school...fuck youre hot." He pressed his mouth against Chris's again and their passion was just as deep as before they came. When the kiss broke, Chris spoke his first words since he came. "You would like Tyler." Greg cocked his head slightly at the statement and turned to Hunter though it wasnt clear who he was talking to. Maybe both of them. "Who's Tyler?"

I wake up. Martins gone. I’m still holding Ryan. The back of his neck smells like Martins spit. As I rub his stomach, his body hair and skin are sticky with drying cum. It’s all intoxicating. My phone buzzes. It’s Martin “I want to make sure I get your boy pregnant. Come to my hotel tomorrow at 8pm.” I flash back to seeing his low hangers unload into Ryan. My dick twitches. I snap back to the present moment. It takes me a minute to process. I start to feel the guilt of knowing Martins poz. If I tell Ryan, it will all be on me. He has to see Martins tattoo for himself. It’s my only choice. I reply “Sure, see you then.” The next morning I ask Ryan if he wants to hang with Martin again. He blushes, avoids eye contact, and sheepishly replies “Sure, if you want too.” “8pm tonight we’ll go to his hotel.” - “cool.” I can tell Ryan is trying to hide his excitement. The day flies by and the next thing I know we’re knocking the hotel door. My heart’s pounding. I suddenly feel being here is a massive mistake. Right as I turn to Ryan to tell him I’ve changed my mind, Martin opens the door wearing only his loose black sweat pants. The room is dimly lit with one lamp on. This lighting exposes more shadows on Martins body and face and he looks more thin, sickly, and dangerous. I wonder how high his viral load is? My dick disobeys reason and starts to inflate. He pulls both of us both in for a hug. My arms wrap around him and Ryan. Ryans left hand goes straight into the front of Martins sweats to grab his meat. Martins puts each of his hands down the back of our pants, straight for our holes. He’s doing his best to scratch his fingers in both of us. He whispers into Ryans ear “You ready for more?” Ryan flinches and gasps. Ryan whispers back “ah, yes, sir.” Martin shuffles Ryan around to enter into the room first. I trail behind Martin. His tattoo is staring at me as we make it to the bed. Ryan still has no idea. God damnit. Martin pushes Ryan onto the bed face first and immediately pulls off his pants and boxer briefs, exposing his muscular furry ass and legs. Every time I see Ryans ass it drives me nuts; his pale skin with thick dark hair always reminds me how the fur feels gripping and milking my dick. Martin steps out of his sweats to get naked. I’m standing behind them, slowly undressing. My dick is already rock hard and throbbing. Martin commands Ryan “spread ur cheeks.” Ryan is a little spooked by how forceful Martin is but is trying to play cool. He reaches back with both hands and does his best to spread them. I’m now standing right next to Martin fisting my own dick. Ryans ass is still red and sore from yesterday. Martin puts his hands on top of Ryans and spreads his cheeks further, drips a wad of spit onto the tender skin and dives in with his face. I glance back at Martin manly hairy ass and huge balls. With my left hand, I caress his balls and I feel them flex each time his tongue laps into Ryan. Ryan starts to moan and I look up, Martin is working two fingers into him. I hear a knock at the door. “Tom, go let him in.” Let him in? WTF? I hide my body behind the door as I open it a little. It’s a middle eastern guy probably in his 50s. He’s about 5’9” 180 with a handsome face, buzzed hair, and facial hair. “You must be Tom? I’m Nic. I’m just dropping something off.” What. The. Fuck. Before I can say or do anything he pushes his way through the door. Upon entering, he grabs my dick with one hand the back of my neck with the other and forces his tongue into my mouth. The door shuts. Although I’m stunned, he’s a surprisingly good kisser. His giant soft wet tongue fills and twirls in my mouth and reaches to the back of my throat. I put my hands under his shirt and feel up his back and down into his pants. He’s fit, has some back hair and a very furry ass. After a moment, we make our way into the room. Martin now has three fingers working in and out of his ass while he’s slowly jerking himself with his other hand. So much venomous precum is pooling on Martins dickhead foreskin and hand. He looks at me, takes his fingers out and smears the precum onto the tips of his fingers and jams them back in. Ryan moans loudly in pain and pleasure. Martin looks at his friend “did you remember it?” Nic pulls a small water bottle out of his back pocket. It has a little liquid in it. He shakes it a bit and hands it to Martin “8 in there.” “Mmm woof” Martin replies. Martin takes off the lid and pauses. “Tom, come help me.” I’m not sure what he means, but I crawl onto the bed. Martin pulls me by the arm onto Ryans back so we face each other and our dicks hang over Ryans beefy ass and exposed hole. I get a closer look at how tender and puffy his hole is. My stomach tells me to call this off.. but the musky smell in the room and Martins dominant grip on my arm makes my dick throb so hard. He leans forward and drips a long string of spit onto my dick and begins to softly stroke it. I feel my balls begin to boil and I grab his furry forearm to stop so I don’t cum. He pinches a pearl of my precum and tastes it. With his right hand he hands me the bottle. I look at its liquid contents - partially clear and white with a hint of yellow. It’s cum or something? On the side written in sharpie is “Unmed + only”. Martin makes eye contact with me and gives me an evil smile. It’s a bottle with 8 poz loads?! WTF. Martin notices my shock and strokes my dick again a few times with his left hand while guiding my right hand and bottle over Ryans hole. My heart is pounding. This is point of no return. What am I doing? Martin then jams and twists two fingers knuckle deep into Ryan and pulls out quickly, creating a loose hole and commands “Ryan, push out.” Ryan pushes out his stretched open sphincter to expose more of the raw inside. Martin tilts the bottle in my hand. Time slows.. a large drops of thick unmedicated poz sperm land on the exposed interior skin and start to drain into him. Ryan sighs at the feeling of the liquid and involuntarily flexes his sphincter, all of it gets pulled inside his ass. I gasp and feel my balls boiling. Martin stops stroking me and grips my dick hard to stop the cum. A few spurts come out. Martin growls “Good but don’t lose it yet.”

With three Nobel Peace Prize nominations to date, he's doing something right.

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Sorry for posting part 5 twice, and sorry again for such a long part 6. I wrote it in 2 very separate occasions, so it came out huge. Part 6 I couldn’t believe how fast this fuck den is getting filled up. Days after Brent showed up, he had a genius idea. “Hire” escorts from advertisements to work for us full-time. Since he was working on getting Johns for Faggot, it would reduce the competition and bring the money to us. After talking to this gorgeous Latino party twink named Johnny for a few days, he decided it was a good idea to bring him over. Johnny was a 19 year-old bag-chaser and a street whore who found a different man to stay with every night if he could. He’d been on the streets for over 2 days straight now. The boy wanted $200 for his time, but of course, we had no intention of paying him. On a Tuesday night at 2 AM, Johnny showed up in ripped jeans, kicks, and a V-neck. Brent and I had ski masks on just in case. When he rang the bell, Brent opened the door, and the second he was inside, I grabbed the boy and wrestled him onto my mattress of a bed. “What the fuck! What the fuck are you guys doing?” Johnny yelled, but there was no way he could resist against my giant muscular build. I was a lot taller than his 5’8” frame and my rock-solid arms were as thick as his legs. Brent wasted no time jumping onto the bed to tie his arms and legs together while I held him down. When he was fully restrained, we gagged him with a sock. “Turn off his phone and throw it away,” I ordered. Brent pulled out the kid’s phone and did just that, but he didn’t stop there. He went through his wallet and took out all $6 of cash he had in there and flipped through the pockets for any drugs. He learned fast. Johnny kept trying to struggle, but I pinned him under my body weight even with his bonds. “Prep the point,” I instructed. Brent wasted no time. We had one ready already, a good .35 for the little guy. Enough to send him flying, not enough to kill him. I took a belt and tied it hard around Johnny’s arm, and he suddenly stopped resisting. That’s right – he knew it was Tina and he wanted it. “If you wanna live, don’t move an inch,” I growled into his ear. Brent came up next to him, found a puffy vein, and stuck the needle in. He pulled up a flash of red and then slowly, slowly, slowly… I watched my protégé drug our new property expertly. I had him practice on Faggot a couple times when we had Johns lined up. I ripped the sock from the boy’s mouth to let him cough it out as he spun into a new dimension. His eyes darted around in every direction and he trembled violently underneath me. Without giving him a chance to recover, we took him to the Cave. The two of us carried him together in our arms like a piece of furniture. Johnny’s tweaked eyes bulged even wider in surprise when he saw Faggot on his stomach with his ass in the air being plowed by a huge black guy built like a bodybuilder. He looked like he was over twice Faggot’s size, and his dick was so big it looked almost unnatural going in and out of the boy’s tiny body. Faggot was screaming through the sock in his mouth. The black man looked at us briefly as we entered and then resumed as if we weren’t even there. The mattress in the room wasn’t big enough for all of us, so Johnny was gonna get the floor. We weren’t going to risk this boy biting our dicks. I crawled underneath him and placed him on top of my dick, lining it up against his smooth hole. Brent untied his feet and opened up his ankles so that he could slide down on my dick. He took a rag, poured some poppers on it, then shoved it in Johnny’s face, holding it there for a few seconds while I lowered him all the way down. Then, without mercy, I started pumping up into him. The tweaked little whore was so fucked up he was clearly enjoying it immensely, having completely forgotten the situation he was in. The black john looked over, clearly turned on, picking up his pace as he saw how hard I was fucking the little Latino twink. Now it was Brent’s turn. I slowed down my pace as he greased up his cock and lined it up to his hole. Johnny tried to kick around in alarm, but Brent held his legs hard. More poppers to his face, then when he removed it, Brent spat hard in his face and squeezed his dick into that little hole. It was tight, but it plopped in, and fuck it felt amazing. Since he had the direct angle, I let Brent pump him hard. Johnny howled at first but it turned into pleasure so quickly. At this point, the black john was in heat and started bucking wildly in Faggot, who was howling between breaths. The room resonated with the sounds of both boys just moaning and screaming as they were getting fucked. Brent leaned in, teasing our new boy with a possible kiss before giving him a wet lick. “You like those 2 cocks in you, fucking piece of shit?” Johnny simply moaned, “Yeahh~h!” He was coming down from his slam and riding out into a smooth dizzying high from both the tina and the poppers. He must’ve been in euphoria because it seems like he even forgot what was happening to him. That’s right; he had just come to an elusive backdoor den in the poor part of Philly by himself to meet a john and ended up being kidnapped, drugged, and raped. He barely even noticed Faggot and the black hulk enjoying him just a few feet away, and they sure barely noticed us. Brent beamed. “I’m gonna take that little hole now, alright? This is gonna hurt,” he said with a sadistic smile. Johnny whimpered in acceptance. Wow. Brent and I made eye contact and I beamed with approval. Just the other day I didn’t wanna put up with another mouth to feed and here I am like a proud father with my dick squeezed next to his in the same hole. I made sure to stay still so that Brent had full range of motion and control. After giving Johnny one tender kiss to prepare him, Brent pulled his face away and started thrusting his pelvis. He climbed up into a squat position and leaned forward so he could get in at that angle while my cock was lodged below. One hand clutching Johnny’s sweat-soaked hair and the other roughly grabbing a handful of the twink’s small pec. Brent grunted once loudly as he began to buck. His cock went in directly horizontal and hard. I felt it against my cock and I know it did not curve with the shape of the boy’s insides. Instead, it just rammed against the soft flesh walls without regard, stabbing it like a knife without any regard for where the blows land. All Brent knew was that it felt good. “AHHH!!!” Johnny cried out. “AHHHHH!” His face twisted with pain and shock, which in normal circumstances would make a top hesitate. In my house, though, things work out differently. Even more aroused by Johnny’s tortured expression, Brent’s face lit up like a little boy discovering a new toy he got for Christmas. His response was to whip his hand from the boy’s chest to his throat and slapping him several times across the face. “SHUT THE FUCK UP, BITCH!” he barked, then fucked him harder and faster. He knew that thrusting in and beating up the flesh inside at that angle was what was causing the pain, but he just did it deeper, harder, and faster. He only made sure not to pull out too much in order to stay in the hole. Of course, this made it impossible for Johnny to shut up. In fact, he screamed. “SHUT UP!” we roared in unison. I jammed my fingers down Johnny’s throat from behind with one hand and just covered the lower half of my face the best I could with my other hand. His screams turned into loud but muffled gargles, which were all he could manage with my fingers down his throat and Brent’s hand around his neck. “SHUT UP! I SAID SHUT THE FUCK UP!” “IF YOU DON’T SHUT THE FUCK UP I’M GONNA BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU! JUST TAKE THOSE DICKS, THAT’S ALL YOU’RE GOOD FOR!” Brent roared. Johnny tried to quiet his gargle to a faint whimper as his hole started getting used to Brent’s pounding. He still squealed every time Brent thrust in all the way – it’s fucking impossible not to. Even if his body was learning to accept it, pain is pain, and Brent’s onslaught was like a battering ram refusing to quit. “What did I say, bitch?” he growled as Johnny winced after a particular thrust. He loosened his grip around the boy’s neck to give him breath and a moment of relief. My fingers were still jammed down his throat so he couldn’t speak. He just gargled in response, and Brent spat in his eye. “I said to SHUT UP! WHY ARE YOU STILL SQUEALING LIKE A FUCKING BITCH?” “Awww, the slut can’t help screaming because we’re hurting him. Is that right, baby?” I whispered in Johnny’s ear, hiding my sinister glee with feigned concern and affection. “Does it hurt, baby?” Johnny nodded, tears and snot down his eyes now from having gagged on my fingers for so long. His body was in overdrive from the choking, the smacking, the gagging, the hair-pulling, and the rough double fucking. The black man on the mattress had moved Faggot around and forced him to watch Johnny. Faggot was moaning loudly through his sock gag, but his eyes were glazed over and he just watched the scene with tweaked focus. Realizing that he was putting on a show, Brent decided to go all out. With both strong hands grasped around Johnny’s throat as he gasped for air, Brent lunged forward and started slobbering and nibbling all over Johnny’s face, ears, jaw, and chin. I could smell the heavy familiar scent of the Marlboro Reds Brent smoked constantly from the globs of spit now coating and dribbling on Johnny’s face. Struggling even to breathe, Johnny was completely incapable of even verbally reacting to Brent licking and slobbering over him like a wild rabid dog. After a few seconds, Brent released Johnny’s neck and he gasped one big breath of air before getting a hard slap across the face from Brent. I looked over at Faggot. My beautiful blond beach boy who not long ago was on that same mattress making out with me. Just this morning, he woke up with me alone wrapped around him, holding him in my arms. Now, it’s deep in the middle of the night and it was clear I wasn’t going to be spending the night with him tonight. We looked deep into each other’s eyes, and his gaze was full of want and jealousy. While a stranger hurt his raw pussy, I was hurting him by forcing him to watch me have amazing sex with some random slut and not even giving him the time of day while I let this thug tear his sweet little cunt with his raw BBC. I smirked and started pumping upwards and curving back into Johnny’s hole. I kept eye contact with Faggot for a while until I started getting close from all the friction my dick was getting from both Brent’s dick and Johnny’s pussy walls. Then I looked away as my eyes rolled back into my head as I was overwhelmed with pleasure. I grabbed a fistful of Johnny’s hair and pulled his head back. Suddenly all my attention went to Johnny as I neared climax. Everyone knew I was about to cum. My body couldn’t make it more obvious as I groaned loudly with pleasure all of a sudden and my face twisted in depraved pleasure. My whole body bucked and I struggled to ravage Johnny however I could. With my free hand, I clutched Johnny’s throat like it was just an inanimate object, no concern at all for his pain and ability to breathe. The boy gagged feebly, his eyes looking dead and hopeless as he realized he couldn’t avoid or resist the abuse because we weren’t hurting him to punish him; we do it to him because we enjoy it and because we can. Suddenly excited by my manic attempts to hurt the boy, Brent began slapping him in rapid succession with his right hand and grabbed Johnny’s tiny ankle with his left to pull it as wide as possible. His face winced in pain as I egged on, “SLAP HIM HARDER, COME ON! HARDER!” Brent started viciously beating Johnny’s face. I couldn’t see Johnny’s face from the thrashing; I could only see the crazed look on Brent’s face. He was grinning with his mouth because he was having the time of his life, but his eyes were cold and angry. I realized if I choked the boy any longer, he’d be in danger. Luckily for him, a burn of pleasure erupted from my dick and suddenly any moans were drowned out by my explosive, animalistic roar interrupted by my sudden bellowing of, “TAKE MY BABIES UP YOUR STUPID CUNT, FUCKING DIRTY WHORE!” After my dick finished pulsing and I felt the thick warm wetness start to flood the cavities around our dicks, I mellowed down and laid back while Brent did everything as hard as he could. “You’re not done yet, bitch,” he growled, assaulting the poor freshly bred whore who couldn’t even respond to all the roughness anymore. He slapped, he bit, he kissed, he spit, he choked, and he thrust as violently as he could. He was soaked in sweat and panting from how hard of a workout this marathon fuck was – even an athlete would be worn out. Brent refused to let his body stop him though. He was determined to go even harder, his eyes blackening with malice. He was Marino’s son alright. Hell, Marino probably was just like this when he conceived this son of a bitch. Brent’s mom was probably tossed aside like a beaten up rag after Marino was done with her, a gift forcibly deposited in her vagina that would later grow up to an eagerly violent thug. Johnny squealed like a pig at the slaughter, his face covered in red from all the smacking. Drool, snot, and tears leaked from his face everywhere, dangling from his chin. They dripped over a shiny sheen of Brent’s dried spit. He was definitely gonna have some scary-looking hickies and choke marks all over his neck. The whole time, Brent’s dick sliced and punched the boy’s now wet and loose hole, making loud squish sounds as he mashed the boy’s juicy flesh. My now soft dick slipped out, letting Brent have full reign over where his dick struck. Watching Brent has changed how I saw him completely. When he first came here, I thought of him as probably a dumb and naive fuckboy eager to do whatever to live hard and fast. He was so good-looking and still young I even considered turning him into another whore. I never would’ve thought the guy would seamlessly cooperate with the shit that I do, even enthusiastically go above and beyond in this life of sin. He fucked continuously and grunted deeply with each thrust as Johnny started to experience only pleasure in his hole. It was so wet and loose it was like just a flesh pole of pure pleasure plunging in and out of him. The boy was no longer screaming, only softly moaning while he looked lazily at Brent. I recognized this – sometimes after using Faggot too hard at first, he will sink into a state of absolute heaven when I fuck him normally. I was surprised to find I enjoyed his pleasure too. Even though I degrade him so hard, at the end of the day, making him feel good made him love sex. Made him love me. But Johnny was experiencing sex that gave him pure physical bliss without an ounce of passion or intimacy. Unceremoniously, Brent grunted under his breath that he was close. With a couple extra heavy thrusts, he dumped his nut in Johnny, who barely reacted. When he pulled out, he pulled his pants back up and we both stood up to restrain our newly Christened property together. The room was quiet now. Faggot’s john was taking a long break from fucking and now they were making out heatedly, bodies intertwined. Or, rather, it looked like the black man’s body was swallowing up the little smooth body. I casually realized that Faggot is no victim. Of course he’s completely hooked on drugs now and has had no interaction with anyone besides me and random men he will quickly forget, so it was inevitable he’d become attached to me. That, and I fucking know I’m a handsome rugged stud and sexual attraction and love can be confusing, especially for a cracked out and frequently raped little whore like him who knows very little else. I looked over at him, just kissing this man who paid for him like they were passionate lovers. I could tell he didn’t care any more about Johnny’s well-being than we did; he’s practically forgotten Johnny is still here! There wasn’t an ounce of kinship between whores, even though they were in the same situation now. That was good for me. “Nobody’s gonna come looking for you, you fucking faggot,” Brent said, addressing that exact point. “I made sure before meeting you that you haven’t been in touch with your family for a while, remember? You thought I was curious about your personal life? Nah, you chose drugs over them and you’re on your own, remember? But now you’ll have plenty of drugs, and we’re going to take care of you.” We chained him with a leash on the pole right next to Faggot’s. Johnny didn’t resist at all. He was completely limp and breathing staggered breaths, having lost all hope of mercy or rescue immediately in just one hour of sex. He watched Faggot, disinterested, and gently grazed his completely shrunken dick in arousal. It’s all he knew to do. “We gotta give the new boy a name. And a tattoo,” I said. I clapped a hand on Brent’s shoulder, and his demeanor lightened up, now finally interacting with me after having been entirely fixated on using Johnny this whole time. Back to reality, or whatever our version of reality is. “Uh…yeah. Now?” “Better now than any other time. You pick the name since you’re the one who sourced him. You did a fucking fantastic job and I’m gonna make sure I tell your dad what you’ve done.” “How about just call him Cunt?” “Alright, Cunt’s his name,” I said, smiling. Brent smiled back, and we had a brief brotherly moment borne from our promising partnership in crime. “You hear that?” he yelled at Cunt. “Your new name is Cunt and my name doesn’t fucking matter because you will only call me Master or Sir. And this guy who was also inside you just now OWNS you now, got it? You better get started on forgetting your old name, because soon you won’t remember what life was like being you were just Cunt. A worthless cunt to fuck named Cunt. What just happened to you is going to be your daily life now, only there will be other men too. If you want your drugs, you earn it with that body, got it?” Johnny looked up at Brent and spoke for the first time in a long time. “Yes.” SLAP. “YES, WHAT?” “Yes, sir,” Cunt moaned weakly. SLAP. “Good boy,” Brent said. The sun hadn’t even risen yet. While the rest of the world slept, Cunt turned from a one of the most handsome albeit weathered Colombian boys to walk the scene to the sorry unrecognizable mess he is now. A sock dangling half off of one foot, mouth hanging open, eyes vacillating between exhaustion and flashes of wired tweakiness. Fluid everywhere. His carefully gelled hair now stuck up in broken oily patches from where we grabbed it. We wouldn’t show it, but we were just as fucking exhausted as Cunt. It had been a long night of physical exertion. “Where do I sleep tonight? Floor?” Brent asked, clearly hoping it wouldn’t be the case. “We’re both really big dudes. We can’t both fit on your bed. That blond bitch is with a customer for the night, so they’ll be taking the mattress.” “Nah, take the bed. You earned it,” I said with genuine pride. “Where are you gonna sleep, boss?” he asked. “Don’t worry about me. I’ll knock out when there’s an opening somewhere. You did all the work tonight, kid. It’s like you were born for this shit. Sleep as long as you want and don’t worry about me.” Of course, I wasn’t saying all this without any motive. Brent did a quick brush of his teeth and then collapsed on the bed still dressed. He was out in seconds. The Cave was silent, but the mattress squeaking suggested that Faggot was getting fucked again. I snuck in. The two were laying next to each other, the john just casually thrusting into Faggot with his huge cock as he laid with his eyes mostly closed, relaxed. I guess he was determined enough to get his money’s worth that he was going to fuck until he fell asleep. Faggot’s eyes were open a crack, a sliver of his charming blue iris still visible but pretty much lifeless. He was also completely wiped, but he wouldn’t be able to sleep with such a big dick rubbing his insides, even if it wasn’t rough. He was still stunningly beautiful, no matter what sorry state he’s in, but the energetic innocent boy I met on the street corner was almost completely dead and replaced with a shell of a sex toy that only knew pleasure and not even who he was anymore. I wonder how much of his life before being here he’s already forgotten. All I know is this black man whose name I either forgot or never even knew is just going to be one more blurry memory for him that takes him one step farther from boyhood. Now, Cunt. Cute little smooth jaw, clear skin, those boyish eyes and lips. Mindlessly jerking his limp dick watching Faggot and his john, not even realizing that he was looking at his future. According to Brent, he hasn’t spoken to his family in 4 years after they found out about him being gay and his drug addiction. Now, he has a roof over his head at all times. In exchange… ….I ran my fingers up his inner thigh, gently caressing those used and wet red lips. My finger practically fell into his hole. It was greeted instantly by warm cream. Cunt looked up at me, his eyes almost a little hopeful. “Mmm, such a nice pussy baby,” I groaned softly, my face inching closer to his so that he could feel my hot breath against his cheek. He whimpered ever so slightly, “Yeah, Daddy?” “Yeah,” I said, evil grin stretching on my face. It was actually the first thing he said to me directly. Considering a couple hours ago, I threatened his life if he didn’t stay still and let us point him with T and then I raped him and almost choked him out, I was surprised to hear him call me Daddy, a sign that he accepted me. It seemed like he forgot all that trauma and now this tender moment was all that mattered. I gently rubbed my finger all over the insides of that pink hole, churning the cum. My fully-clothed but still overheated body pressing against his naked flesh, which was getting cold on the bare concrete. His tiny hands groped at my tattooed muscles, holding onto me like a newborn baby needing protection. I knew he was happy to have me keep him warm, and no matter how fucked up he was, he knew that it comes at a price. I gently kissed him, really tasting him and slurping him slowly with my tongue, then smooching him softly, our lips both wet and sticky. I didn’t bother to check if Faggot was looking, nor did I give a shit. Right now, I was just happy. Happy to welcome Brent into the family, happy to have an extra body to make money from, and happy that I can enjoy myself while an anonymous man pays me to use my other whore. And Cunt was going to make me happy until morning. My dick was rock hard again. “Take these poppers, baby. Huff until you don’t think you can take them anymore, alright cutie? Daddy’s gonna take care of you, but first I need you to take care of Daddy, OK?” “Yes, Daddy.” Whore. Did you already forget that just now I almost crushed your windpipe from choking you, demanded Brent smack you harder, and rammed my raw cock in you as violently as I could all at the same time? He obeyed and poppered up, 4 deep sniffs in each nostril and I had to cap it for him because he was just spinning. Head lolling side to side, eyes unable to focus on me and unfocusing into the distance, blubbering and slurring his words. “Fffr….Fuck me daddy…Please? I..I want…need dick!” he moaned, suddenly looking desperate. I pulled my finger out and glided my cock in, straight to the balls. “Unhh…. Yeah….yeah…,” he moaned, his face lighting up gently with a soft but tired joy. “You gonna be my little Cunt, baby? Let me do what I want with you baby?” I whispered, kissing the nape of his neck as I pumped him slowly but deeply. All the way out to the tip, then all the way back in to the hilt. And then pulsed and try to squeeze in even just a little more to go deeper. Again and again. And again, but this time I punched it in and he yelped with a mixture of pain, pleasure, and surprise. “Daddy..!” “Daddy’s gonna hurt you now, ok baby? Can you let daddy beat your pussy up some more?” “Yes, Daddy. Please beat up my pussy,” he moaned. He looked up at me with baby dog eyes, and fuck!! That’s how Faggot looks at me when we have sex! These dumb sluts adore me, and it’s so cute it just makes me want to rape them with as much force as I can. My dick is long, and when punch fucking, it goes really deep. I lifted his legs onto my shoulders. I’m gonna go REALLY deep. REALLY hard. I began thrusting savagely into Cunt, quickly wiping the look of adoration in his eyes and replacing it with surprised screams as I hit that painful spot all the way at the end of his canal at bullet speed. “AHH! AHH AHHHHH! Ahh—ahhhAHHH!” Each especially hard thrust elicited a cry of pain. I heard Faggot start to moan from behind me too, and the mattress springs squeaking. I guess I woke up the black man who had slowly drifted off with Faggot, and he just started fucking. Faggot had also passed out from exhaustion and suddenly was jerked awake from being penetrated. I took a peek. “FUCK that Faggot. Your time’s up with him at 8AM so hurry up and fuck the shit out of that dumb slut,” I said. Acknowledging me with a grunt, the black man flipped Faggot onto his stomach, pounced on top of him, and just rammed down into him like a pogo stick. Faggot’s blue eyes flickered with a glow of life as the sudden rough sex was euphoric for his used wet hole. After making sure that Faggot was not going to get off easy today, I turned back to Cunt and gave it my all too. The rougher I pounded, the harder he pounded. From just fast pogo stick fucking to really loud smacks as he shoved the entire thing in hard in deep forceful and almost reckless thrusts. The beautiful blond boy underneath him cried out each time the big black dick hit the end of where it could hit. Wherever it was, it hurt. He was jamming his giant tool straight into the soft walls of his rectum any way he could instead of going up inside the natural direction of his hole. Not wanting Faggot’s moans to be louder than Cunt’s, I got competitive and mean. I didn’t think about trying to give it my all, I just fucked animalistically, which is what I do better than anything else I’ve ever tried. Over 10” of hard bone, even if it’s not thick and his hole is stretched, can do a lot of damage when I just let me feral instincts take over. I don’t even realize how hard I’m going until I suddenly look down at Cunt and he has a perpetual pained look on his face and is howling at a rapid staccato in rhythm with my fucking. His noises were a little deeper than Faggot’s, who sounds exactly like a girl when he screams. Together, the room suddenly exploded in sound of boys getting impaled harder than they were ready for. “I’M GONNA CUM! I’M GONNA BREED THAT FUCKING ASS!” the black man cried behind me. He closed his eyes hard and shoved in extra hard a couple times. Faggot SCREAMED. “AHH! TOO DEEP!!! TOO HARD!” he yelled. He’s taken a lot, but I know with that angle and force, there’s no way the john wouldn’t hurt him. He was probably doing it intentionally to him because his cries of pain aroused him and brought him closer to climax. “Take it ARRRGH!” the black man groaned, thrusting it all the way in and then just throbbing in place. He shuddered on top of Faggot, who was still screaming because the hard throbbing deep in his hole was especially painful. And then the cum shot in even deeper. The man quickly got dressed and left, having already paid me when he came in. Hearing Faggot yell “too hard” for the first time in a long time brought out something in me that I didn’t even know was there. I started pounding Cunt against the wall, just slamming my dick into him so hard it hammered him into the wall behind him. Crushed between me and the wall, he just yowled as I tried to fuck him so hard that my cock would hit the wall itself from inside him. “NNNGH! AYYYYY, AGGH AHH IT HURTS!” Cunt cried. “PLEASE! GENTLER! I CAN’T TAKE ANY MORE!” I just ignored him and pretended he didn’t even say anything. I’ve already done so many bad things to this kid that this is just gonna be a drop in the ocean. “PLEASE! AHH! AHH!” he cried. But all I felt was amazing wet fleshy goodness around my dick, and I can’t feel his pain, so I plowed on without mercy. It may have only been a few minutes, but I know to Cunt it probably felt like it was never going to end. Eventually I had another orgasm that rocked my body. We screamed in unison, him from pain, both of us from pleasure. It sent waves of tingles through to my toes and all of a sudden I looked down at the trembling boy underneath me with disgust. Remembering that I kissed the boy before we fucked, I spat on him harshly. “Stupid faggot. Fucking disgusting piece of shit…,” I growled. My dick had softened enough and had lost enough sensitivity so I just ripped it out, crawled over to the mattress, grabbed Faggot and pinned him against me just to have a warm body, and fell asleep with my dick against him, still sticky from Cunt’s nasty creamy hole.

would love to breed that ass.

It's 8am on Saturday. I reply "Hey there, yep. You coming to town?" I remember the last time we fucked. He kissed passionately, throat fucked me until my throat was raw, sat of my face while edging me, slowly stretched my hole around his fat dick, and then bred me so deep I felt his jets in stomach. I didn't even shower after the last time we fucked because his sweat on me and cum in me kept me turned on throughout the day. As my thoughts raced, he replied "Arrived yesterday. Let's hang. It's been too long." We stopped hanging when I started dating Ryan about a year ago. Ryan and I are monogamous and decided to go off prep because we feel so secure. As I thought about what I should say, Ryan shifted and it snapped me back to the present moment. I replied "Although hanging like old times would be fun, I am dating someone. I'm happy to show you around and or hang if you're cool with keeping it non-sexual?" "Congrats. Sure! How about coffee this morning?" As I rolled back over and wrapped back around Ryan and can tell he's waking up. "You interested in getting a coffee with one of my friends visiting from NYC?" "Nope. Go. I'm gonna to sleep in." I respond to Martin "Coffee it is. Let meet at the MCA coffee shop in 15 min." My heart races as I quickly clean up, throw sweats on and dash out the door. As I walk I keep thinking about how his spit, uncut dick, and precum tastes and feel the blood pumping to my dick. It dawns on me that I never tasted his cum, because it was always injected so deep in my ass.. I laugh to myself and am now fully hard and tuck my dick up. He's already there when I walk in. He looks nearly the same, very muscular, but maybe lost a little weight. He still has a bushy black beard, buzzed hair, and caramel skin. He's stands up to greet me, he's wearing black sweatpants and it looks like he's sporting a little wood also. We bear hug. He grabs and rubs my muscular back as he grinds his fat bulge against my throbbing tucked hard on. I rub his back as well. Through his shirt I feel his defined back muscles covered in fur. He chuckles as we embrace and grind for an awkwardly long time. It's clear we want to fuck. His first question "Have you and your BF had a third yet?" We both laugh. I reply "It honestly hasn't come up yet. We've been fucking like rabbits.. I am all top. But I would be game to double team him if he's into it." As we make small talk, I pat his thigh when commenting on how good he looks. He quickly grabs my wrist and holds my hand there. I don't protest. My heart thumps and my dick fills with blood as I rub up into his crotch. Right before I touch his dick, he grabs my hand and guides it behind the top of his sweatpants and down past the bottom of his balls to his hole, knowing I'll take my time on the way back up. He's fully hard also. I forgot how hairy and big his balls and dick are. He guides my hand to slowly rub up and down a bit. I grip his shaft as his strong hand around mine. He squeezes it up to the top of his slick dick head. I'm melting and light-headed from my heart pounding. He guides my hand to pinch off a pool of precum and raises it up to my mouth. So much precum. I lick it off. He shoves my fingers in my mouth and I taste his sweaty man funk along with the salty fluid. My dick is now throbbing. "Good boy.. Now let's find a good place for this load."

I just got back from a mid-day sex club gathering. I went into the one dim room and started sucking some guy’s dick right away. He came in my mouth. There was action on the mattress in the center of the room - one guy bent over ass out while blowing another dude lying down. Ass is what I came there for, so I start feeling his hole assuming he wants dick in it. I start pulling a mix of saliva and the load I just got in my mouth and lubing this dude’s ass with it. I am pushing in cum and pushing in cum from my mouth to his ass. It’s a fresh load. Those swimmers must still be swimming. The guy moves so I stop. Turns out he’s a safe top. He goes to fuck someone later and pulls out a condom and puts it on first. And here I had pushed a fair amount of raw, unknown status cum up his ass!! I came shortly after raw in another dude’s ass.

Fun-Day-Job = International IT Executive. Great career. Travel the world. I see both interesting and .... disturbing things in my travels. Keeps me humble. I do my best to help. And... I am appreciative that I am Canadian (eh!!)... I live a good life. Fun "but-not-job" - Keyboard Guy (PG1961 = Piano Guy). I've heard ALL the jokes about organs (yes, I am a pipe organist and have had some VERY cool experiences in churches internationally), pianos (again - some VERY cool experiences internationally - Schipol, Rome, Nashville, Toronto, Washington etc... very cool) harmonica and sax. Play in a band that covers everything .. classic rock (think Radar Love, Supertramp, Led Z., Deep Purple) country (Lady Antebellum, Johnny Cash), Canadiana (Blue Rodeo, The Hip, Gordon Lightfoot, Ian Thomas, 54-40), Steely Dan, Blue Oyster Cult.. OMG we have fun!!! What a great question!

University lecturer

Part 27 　 I had no idea what Hank was talking about, but I didn't care at this point. I was fucking his ass and it felt incredible. I know he had been fucked before, and probably many times, but his hole was still tighter and silkier than any pussy I had ever had. I could feel his hole gripping my cock on every stroke. I knew it was not going to be long. I could feel the thrill of cum starting deep within my balls. I started to feel the build up and yelled, "I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum! Going to fill your ass full of my hot cum!" He yelled, "yeah, boy, do it! Get rid of the last of your pure cum in me!" Then I felt it, the surge of my cum flowing up out of my balls and then up the shaft of my cock and spraying his insides, throbbing harder than I ever remember. It was fantastic and I thought I would never stop spewing it out. Finally it stopped and I collapsed on him. Both of us breathing hard. Then he was whispering to me, "Damn, boy, that was so good. Didn't I tell you how good cumming deep in an ass was? The best feeling there is. I want to show you, now and seed your hole like you did mine and show you what you have been missing." I was in total bliss as we lay there kissing and catching our breath. I was looking him in the eyes as he said that. I hesitated for a few seconds and then nodded. I couldn't speak or I might have said no and I wanted, at this point, to feel what he was talking about. He did not give me any time to change my mind. Hank rolled us over so I was on my back and he climbed on top of me. He was kissing me deeply and then lifted my legs up and put them over his shoulders. I was almost upside down. He did not break our kiss and I felt his hand at my hole and then his fingers entered me in one hard rough thrust. He twisted them around as he ground his lips against mine, stifling any sound I could make, and I felt his fingers ramming in and out of my hole. Then he leaned back a little and as his fingers drove in and out of me a few more times, I almost screamed as I felt his fingernails drag hard on the out stroke. It was painful as hell and the last time, I started to definitely yell, when his lips dropped onto mine stifling it and cutting me off as his fingers roughly were pulled out of my ass. It felt like he had drug my whole insides out with them. Then with hardly any time between, I felt his cock at my hole and it was driving into me. He didn't even go slow, but drove it deep into me in one hard plowing thrust. It was too much, too fast, and I gasped and froze in place. I was pinned down in this position and could do nothing but clamp my ass and groan. He let his lips come away from me then and whispered, again, "sorry about the speed and force, but I didn't want to take a chance you would change your mind. Now, your ass is going to be mine." As he said that, he started to fuck me hard, no, he started to assault my hole hard. He went from 0 to 100 in nothing flat. He was driving into me with such force I could not get a breath. He soon had me about as upside down as I could be, with my ass pointed straight up and he was basically pile driving my ass with my own cock pointed right in my face. His hands were on my shoulders, pressing down and I could not move. The pain was fading though to be replaced by pleasure. I was gasping now. He said quietly, "yeah, boy, your hole is like velvet. I love a hardly used hole. I am going to plant my seed so deep in you you will be converted for sure tonight. My HOT seed will change you forever. You will remember this night all the rest of your life." His onslaught kept on and on and soon the pleasure turned to ecstacy and I could not think of anything else but that piston driving in and out of me. He kept up a steady talk, most of which I didnt understand and the way I was feeling I didn't care about. He was saying, "your ass is so good. Gonna breed you and make you pregnant with my fertile seed. You will be one of us now." He kept this up, over and over, and I found myself almost yelling, "give it to me! fuck me! fuck me! fuck me! Blow your hot cum in me! I need it so bad! OMG, it is fantastic!" He kept it up for a good, I am sure, 20 minutes or more. Then he was saying something quietly and I almost couldn't hear it, "your hole is so good. I can feel it starting to pull the cum out of me. It is going to blow soon. You are going to get every drop of my toxic load in you. I can tell this will be a big load and I am going to grind into the walls of your ass so it takes hold." Another 5 or 6 minutes later and he looked me in the eyes telling me, "look into my eyes deep. I want to see how much you love this when I charge you up with my 'viral? load. I wasn't understanding, but I wanted him to fill me, I needed it so bad now. Then his movements started to become jerky and I knew he was ready to cum. All at once, he drove into me one last time, hard and grinding and yelled, "I'm cumming now. Giving you my hot hot hot AIDS cum now!" Before I had time to actually digest what he had said, I felt his cock throbbing in me and his cum spraying my insides. My own cock started to spray at the same time and being right over my face, I without realizing it, opened my mouth and took my load down my own throat. Hank ground and ground into me and I didn't think either of us was going to stop cumming. Then it was over and as I was coming down from that high, it hit me what he had said. My eyes popped wide open and I was stunned speechless. Did he say what I thought he had said? He was looking me right in the eyes as that dawned on me. He kind of nodded and said, "you heard what I said didn't you? Now you really know what a conversion party is. You are going to convert all right, to having HIV. I could only lay there shocked beyond belief at what I had let happen. Before I could get my mind wrapped around that, Hank was slowly fucking my ass again as his cock was still hard. I could not move. I was frozen in place as he again, started a good pace and he said, "you are so hot, I will not last any time at all this time." With that he drove into me one last time hard and I could feel his cock throb again as he unloaded another load of his HIV cum into me. It hit me then and I found myself sobbing. What the hell had I done? What do I do now? Hank rolled us to our sides and held me close trying to soothe me, kissing my tears away and crooning softly to me, "you will be ok. I think I love you and want you with me forever." I had no answer as my mind was completely blank and then I fell asleep in his arms.

Part III My new buddy and I had a good laugh about his joke. Those two may have put on a show for me but they didn't know I was straight so their show was for mostly nothing. Not that I hadn't enjoyed the show but it was just mainly curiosity to me. We then went over and grabbed another couple of chairs near the coolers and got another rum and coke. Was about 1:30 in the afternoon by now and the heat was really climbing. Had to be a good 90 degrees or more already and going up. As we were drinking and talking it all at once dawned on me that I was still running around in my jockstrap only. I told my bud I had forgotten my clothes on the float. He said oh hell and jumped up and said he would be back soon as the float had headed out. All I could think was crap, how can I walk through town now with only my jock on and my butt hanging out. Plus it wouldn't do me much good to get to my car as my keys were in my shorts pocket. I had nothing to do but wait now and see what happened. Being inside this 'tarp' room was relaxing though. I got up and decided to hobble around a little and went out to look at the tables. I kind of limped around looking at things I really had no idea about. Ran into a couple of the guys my bud had introduced me to and talked to them for a bit. While talking to them another guy I hadn't met before came up behind me and all at once I felt a hand grab my ass and rub up and down my crack as he came around me. I nearly jumped over the table. The guys I was talking to about laughed their heads off. The new guy wanted to know what was so funny. One of the guys told him he had just grabbed a handful of STRAIGHT ass. "Holy shit" he remarked, adding "sorry! I thought you were the new guy who was there to convert." He also complemented my ass, saying it looked mighty inviting. I told him "No big deal. Nothing's hurt" and he joined us in a bit of a talk. I asked if I could help and one of the guys said hold still and wrapped one of those lumberyard nail apron around my waist. He said there is change in there and prices were marked on everything. I dug in and soon was fairly busy with customers. This went on for a good half hour. While selling t-shirt with a big rainbow on it to a customer I was leaning over the table quite a ways to help. The guy who had grabbed me earlier was right beside me and as I stood back up he was smiling. I asked what was up and he said if I kept bending over the table like that with that nice ass you aren't going to straight much longer and laughed. I told him I didn't have much choice at the moment as this was all the clothes I had and told him about leaving my stuff on the float and my buddy had went to try and get it back. It kind of dried up a bit at that table for a bit so I wondered around a little and soon settled into another table selling sex toys. I recognized the vibrators and dildos but some of the stuff there I had no idea of and was glad the prices were already marked. I was going a fairly brisk business when a guy walked up and asked about the difference between two similar but slightly different items. I told him I had no idea about them. I said hang on a sec and I will try to get someone to help explain. I turned and saw the guy who had grabbed my ass just finishing with a customer at another table. He turned my direction and I waved him over. He asked "What's up?" I answered my customer was asking questions about a couple of products about which I had no idea how to answer. He turned to the customer and then started to explain them. I was listening too so I would learn. I found out the products were two butt plugs, a type of sex toy of which I had never heard. I learned quite a bit in a hurry. One was designed pretty much simply to be stuck in one's ass, but the other butt plug had two features: it could be inflated to a larger size and also could vibrate. I had no idea there were toys of this sort, but again, it's always good to learn. After a bit I decided to take a break again and went inside the tarps again to see if my drink was still there. It was right where I had left it and I picked it up and sat down to enjoy it. The swing, which I had found out was called portable sling, and both tables were busy again I noticed. I didn't have much interest but nothing else to do decided to see what they were up to. The one table had a guy on all fours with another behind him doing a hell of a pounding into him doggie style. The second table had a guy on his back and they were fucking missionary style and the top guy was munching the hell out of the bottom guy's nipples. The guy in the sling was something else, with a guy really driving hard into his ass and three others waiting in line for a turn. I thought that was a lot. I got up to go take a closer look having never seen a sling before. As I got closer I noticed the guy in it had his arms and legs apparently locked in it so he could not get out. I said something about it to the guy I was standing next to and he said sometimes guys want it but want to be restrained so they don't back out and get a full dose for sure. I watched for a bit and then went back to my seat as the second guy was stepping up to the sling for his turn. I just shook my head thinking that I had been in on a couple of gangbangs with women, but this was wild for sure. I finished my drink and made another one. By now it was about 3:00 PM and that damn temperature was really up there. Had to be a good 95 or more now so this cold drink was really good. Between the heat and being on my third 151 Rum & Coke I was starting to get a little tired. I kept catching myself nodding but managed to stay mostly awake. Then about a half hour later my buddy finally got back with a big smile. We were both wearing only our jockstrap, but he had two handfuls of clothes. He had found my short, shirt and hallelujah, my shoes. He told me he was sorry it took so long but didn't catch up to the float until it had got clear back to the farm they made it at. I told him I didn't care as he had got them though. "I see you've been helping out," as he gestured to the money apron I was still wearing. I removed it, gave it to him and he walked over and put it in another cooler where they kind of stored that stuff. He came back and soon had us both fixed up with another drink. It was definitely more relaxing now that I knew I had my clothes though. We talked for a while and then he said I will be back in a bit and went out. I leaned back in the chair and finished my drink and was soon nodding off again. I kept telling myself to get up and head for the car but it felt too nice just sitting relaxing and soon I had nodded off to sleep.