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Chapter 6: a game of Tug-of-War I was losing myself in Jason's kiss. His strong arms holding in place as his tongue danced along the roof of my mouth and I sucked it like I had sucked his cock earlier. My lust and chem scrambled mind pulling my attention back to my son's 9 inches still buried in my stretched and cum-slicked hole. I began to try to gyrate my ass around his beautiful pierced cock, causing him to break our kiss as let out a slow moan before moving back to begin licking and kissing my ear as he softly whispered to me, “damn Dad, you really love that poison cock in your slut-hole, don't you?” “Oh yeah baby, I want you to breed me and stay here forever” I replied as I began to change my movements to slowly increase the length of his dick I was fucking myself on, trying to start another round before Jason pulled me against him so tightly I couldn't move and softly whispered the order into my ear, “Hold still a second daddy”. I thought he might still be to sensitive from just cumming again, but as his muscles began to flex around me and I felt the “fullness” of my hole begin to increase as he began to unload his slampiss into my hole. I felt the fullness in my ass increase as he began to fill my hole with his slam piss. As his stream was letting up and his muscles began to relax around me, my chest grew tight as my pulse rapidly pulsed in my ears. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck...” I began to mumble in between a few light coughs as my vision blurred and I began to try to scratch the itch in my hole against the large cock barely keeping his secondhand chems in my stretched out ass. I felt like my body was just there as a “support system” for my hole and my only purpose was to fuck myself on my son's cock. “Mmmm, hold up dad, I want you to keep that in you longer” Jason said as he held me in place against his muscle god frame again. I held for a second, before my ass resumed control of my brain, forcing me to try to slide against his rippling muscles and try to suck him into me through my ass. “Not yet” he barked, before flexing his muscles around me again and drupping his entire weight onto me, pinning me into the wet bed. The chems from his last slam still adding to my buzz through his chempiss as it radiated heat through my body from the point where we were “fused” into one. The heat from is body radiating through me as his ripped arms held my body tight against his, and his muscular legs pinned mine under him. His thighs pressing my ass cheeks together, trying to hold more of his chem piss in my hole. The mix of sensations from my muscle god son dominating my body with his strength as his toxic fluids burned their way through my soul was too much and I began to convulse against him as wave after orgasmic wave washed over me. My shriveled party dick momentarily stopped leaking precum to shoot round after round of Matt & Jason's little brothers into the mattress and I let out a crude symphony of grunts and lustful cries as the ability to make words escaped me. “Its so hot that you are getting off from my piss dad” Jason said without easing his full body grip of me. I tried to reply but all that came out was whorish whimpers in between breaths as my limbs slowly began to stop twitching from my full body orgasm. Between the T rush from Jason's “secondhand slam” and the post orgasm waves of bliss, I was panting and lost in the feelings as I tried babbling, “thank you, I love you” again and again, but all I managed was a jumbled mess of grunts and at best, half the words barely understandable as I tried to squirm to press myself harder against Jason's body above me. “Fuck Dad, you are such a cockhungry slut, guess I know where I get it” Jason said before letting out a loud and low moan, the vibrations of which I could feel through his massive chest pressed tightly against my back. “I wanna try something” Jason said, finally releasing his grip to reach over and grab one of my larger plugs. “Raise your ass!” he said as he began lifting my ass up from the fuck-swamp we had created and pulling me back to all fours. “Face down and try to raise your ass more, I don't want any more to leak out than necessary when I pull out” Jason ordered, but I was still lost in the feeling, so he kindly but firmly began pushing and pulling my body around like a rag doll, until he eventually maneuvered us to the end of the bed. As he lowered my face against the refreshingly cool floor with my legs still on the bed and my hole pointed to the ceiling, he finally pulled out and shoved the fat butt-plug into my hole to keep his chempiss doing its thing in my hole. “I am going to grab something, be right back” Jason said before walking back towards the living room where this had all began and while I partially heard him moving around and looking for something, I was lost in the new sensations of the cold air as it rushed across my sweat drenched skin. The cold felt amazing and I lost track of time before Jason eventually returned to find me in the same spot and basic position he had left me in ,only now I was also pinching my nipples and moaning again as my swollen ass lips puckered in and out around the massive plug stretching my still chempiss filled hole. “Damn dad, you must have NO tolerance to be this much of a spun out meth slut already” Jason said before I heard him drop a heavy bag onto the bed before I felt his strong hands on my ass cheeks. He played with the plug in my hole for a few seconds before he stopped to pick me up and throw me back onto the mattress in front of him. He rolled me onto my back and lifted my legs to give him access to my hole again. My slut brain instinctively grabbing my legs to pull them towards my chest as Jason plucked the plug from my ass and dove his face into my ass to begin hungrily sucking and chugging the poz cum, blood, and chempiss from my battered hole while he eagerly moaned in satisfaction. “Fuck yeah son, eat my ass” I managed to say as he continued to suck and slurp away between my ample ass cheeks. His stubble scratching against the tender flesh around my hole as he ground his face in to try to get more. When he was satisfied he had gotten as much as he could, he pulled his head away, gave my ass a loud hard slap, and then let out an even louder belch before giggling and flopping down next to me. I turned to look at him and he was staring at me with eyes so dilated that I could only see black, and a big dopey smile. “I love you dad” he said before leaning in to give me a kiss on the cheek, and leaving a wet spot from the coat of my ass slime that was still coating his face. He rolled over and grabbed some things from his bag... A loaded pipe, a torch, some rope, a disposable catheter, and a double dildo somehow even bigger than the one I had been sharing with his brother earlier. As Jason noticed me staring at the giant rubber dong, he said “We vac-pumped Matt's cock to get it even fatter, then used it to make a mold of his dick we used to make this” he said before handing it to me. As I held the wighty massive dong(s) in my hand, and looked over the bumps and veins in the rubber reproduction of my youngest son's massive cock, Jason fired up the torch and began to suck thick white smoke from his pipe. Every few hits, he would lean forward and kiss me to exhale his thick white clouds into me, further giving me the most intense second hand high of my life. During this, he had moved the massive cock towards my hole.. With all of the attention he had been paying to my ass, there was surprisingly little resistance as the rubber head slowly worked into the first few inches of my hole, stretching me even further as before as I writhed in enjoyment like the filthy slut I had become. Instead of fucking me with the dildo again, he moved my leg to pin the toy down, preventing it from moving in or out as he said “told that there” before he reached over to pick up the catheter. I tried to watch as best as I could as he began to snake inch after into past his piercing and down the inner length of his shaft. When he was satisfied with the amount he had inserted into himself, he took the other end of the tube and began to insert it into MY DICK! I laid there panting, as Jason slowly worked the second end of the catheter into my dick, until he was again satisfied before he pushed my leg aside and resumed pushing the monstrously thick toy into my hole. Before he had worked half of it into me, the pressure on my bladder forced me to start to piss. As the flow left my dick, it ran through the catheter and strait into Jason, who let out a “FUCK YEAH DAD”, only slightly slowing the rate he was pushing into my hole. I continued to lay there, helplessly dominated by wave after wave of sensation keeping me in a constant near orgasmic state, I could barely focus on Jason's movements as he positioned himself to take the other and of the double header just as his “little” brother had done with me earlier. This time though, when we had both reached the point where our fully stretched ass lips began to kiss, with the catheter still connecting us, dick to (Much larger) dick; he grabbed my balls and his and used the piece of rope to tie both of our sacks together, so that we couldn't pull away from each other more than a few inches at most. “OK Dad, Push and pull tug of war!” Jason Playfully said as he pulled his body away, giving our nuts an equally sharp tug before I he flexed his muscles and used his ass to push out the dildo into mine as I felt heat radiate from the catheter tube in my dick and pressure increase in my bladder as he that back into me as well. He relaxed and pushed back against me as the pressure inside me was slightly let up, but still raging, “Now your turn” Jason ordered as I pushed out and felt that incredible relief from easing the pressure as I pushed the majority of chempiss and double header back into my oldest son. We continued this process for at least the next hour. Swinging back and forth between pressure and release as we pushed back and forth into each other. Sometimes we were bouncing back and forth against each other, giving our nuts a sharp painful tug before rushing back in to impale ourselves on the massive toy, with the wet sloppy sounds of our bodies only drowned out by our random moans and whimpers. Other times, we were both pulling away from each other as hard as we could, each trying to get the other to admit defeat in the twisted little game we had found ourselves playing. As we continued to fuck ourselves against each other in our wet bed like the pigs selves we were, The amount of piss slowly becoming too much for us to pass back and forth, Jason used his muscular legs to push his body again and give me another sharp tug, as he used a free hand to grab the catheter tube and gave it a quick tug to pull it out of both of us. Since it didn't have anything to keep it in other than us holding it in place, it freely came out of both of us, somewhat propelled by the chaotic fountain of piss that began to shower over both of us as we both uncontrollably pissed over us. I felt his stream moving towards my face as I leaned forward to see him trying to aim his piss arc towards my mouth. I open up and manage to catch the end of his flow, which I eagerly gulped down before we both collapsed back onto our backs, and stared at the ceiling, still connected via our sacks and asses. Jason continued playing with his hard dick and using the latest round of hot piss to add to the slickness coating his uncut meat, as he began working it back to it's fully rock hard state. “Guess that was kind of a draw” he said, “We are gonna have to come up with something else for a tie-breaker” The playfulness in his voice showing his competitive streak I knew to well (and was at least partially responsible for). I wasn't sure what he had in mind, but I knew that when he used that tone, he had something “naughty” planned.

CHAPTER 4 A few more shower-toilet trips completed my cleaning ritual. Ian and I showered then dried off and walked down the hall reaching my room first. I unlocked the door, and we both entered. "Bill, understand that you have the right to say 'no' to anyone. I'm sure you know how to politely tell a man to piss off." He laughed as I did while I shook my head. "I've been thinking and looking at you, Bill. I have this strange feeling that you're holding out on me about something." Ian said as he casually moved further into my room. "For me, it doesn't matter. But, for some it will and if I'm right, you're going to need to be very discreet about this. How old are you?" Ian's question caught me off guard. I rapidly considered my options. I knew I had a 'deer-in-headlights' look on my face. I opened and closed my mouth a couple of times finally saying in a hushed whisper, "I'm eighteen." I hadn't really thought about a minimum age for staying at the Y but after being asked about my age I very quickly thought about me barely being an adult and the very real legal issues here whatever they might be. Ian didn't bat an eye but looked straight at me. "Well, as long as you are at the Y, you've got to be eighteen at least on the residence floors. These rooms aren't Waldorf-Astoria material but they serve a purpose. They are all alike: early dump." Ian laughed. Ian then gave me a run down on protocol and what all went on: sex with men all night long. It all started about 10:00 at night. If you wanted to host someone in your room, leave your door open. If you chose to cruise the hall, lock your door and walk from one end to the other of the hall shopping along the way. Strike up a conversation with any man you wanted. You'd know if he was receptive. The last choice for the residence floor was to leave my room naked and walk to the shower room. Have as much fun as I wanted or as little, he told me. It was all up to me. I then asked Ian about the gym and facilities. He told me that for those who had rented rooms had access and full use. (I didn’t need to use my uncles’ membership then.) He told me that there was a stairway at the end of the hall that went down to the basement where the pool was located. I need only walk around the pool and back up the stairs at the far end. I had to go to the check-in window on the inside by the lockers. Show the clerk my room key the first few times until they recognised me then just tell them my room number. The clerk would provide towels and a lock for my locker. I was set now to find out what I had heard. Ian then said he was going to his room and good luck to me. It was 1:00 when I had left home and close to 2:00 when I had finally entered my room on the fifth floor. It was now about 5:00. I had a quick thought of what Ian had told me, grabbed a dry towel, went to the shower, and made a quick final use of Ian's hose in my ass. The results were as before: crystal clear water. I was ready for a trip to the steam room. What I didn’t know was what if anything would happen.

(just a little something I wrote more than 10 years ago, after I discovered some boy chloroforms boy for sex pictures and liked it for reasons I didn´t understand) The last beams of sunlight faded as the sun disappeared behind the majestetic trees of the Kurell Wood. Prince Liam was late and he cursed himself for being so careless. He had dreamt about Nasira instead of hurrying to arrive at her castle. And now he had to follow the old street into the darkness. Angrily he ran his hand through his long, red hair and then covered himself with his cloak. When the sun had dissappeared, it became immediately cold. Liam´s green eyes were fixated on the ground, he feared to stumble in the dark, when he heard a noise from his right side. The young prince froze. There had been rumors about bandits the latest days, but Liam didn´t believe that any outlaw would come so close to the capital city. Now he wasn´t sure anymore. For severeral moments the prince just waited, one hand on his sword. Nothing happened and the only thing he heard was the wood itself. Just as he calmed and had taken the hand from the sword someone clamped a hand over Liam´s mouth from behind while another one had grabbed his right arm. “Mpfff.” Was the only sound he could make through the tight squeeze of this hand . Liam struggled and tried to free his hand, but a second after the attack , another person entered the fight. Liam saw a dark figure jumping in front of. For a second, he could see a slim body, clad in black leather and long blond hair. Then the new one raised his hand and Liam focused on the cloth he was holding. The hand on Liam´s mouth was taken away to grab his other arm and the other attacker immediately pressed the cloth in Liam´s face. A strange smell invaded the young mans senses and he coughed. Now Liam panically struggled to get that cloth away, but his attackers had sandwiched him between them and their bodies pressed against him. Liam tried to hold his breath, but the short fight had already weakended him and soon he had to breath. Liam felt strange, as that vapour entered his lungs. His head was suddenly empty and the prince felt dizzy and tired. His resistance weakened and his next breath was already easier. The more he inhaled that stuff, the less it burned. Suddenly Liam realized, that he had stopped struggling, his confused mind tried to remember what was going on. He felt soo tired. A hand stroked his hair, for a second Liam focused and found himself lying in his attacker's arms. Then everything went dark. Kiaro pressed the cloth firmly against the boy´s face. His friend Nish held their captive tight and save as he closed his eyes and went limp in Nish´s arms. Kiaro removed the cloth and looked at their newest victim. The boy seemed to be around twenty years old. His hair was red and his green eyes werde closed. His face was beautiful and reminded Kiaro of paintings he had seen in some nobleman's castle. At the moment this aristocratic face was dominated by an expression of peaceful sleep, the mouth opened a bit, inviting to kiss him. Kiaro gently stroked the boy´s red hair. It felt soft like silk. The boy opened his eyes for a second and looked around with a puzzled look, before falling asleep again. “Give him another dose.”, Nish demanded. Kiaro nodded and took the bottle with sleeping milk, without taking his eyes of the boy. While soaking) the cloth with more sleeping milk, Nish had a closer look at their prey. “Looks like a good catch. A good filled purse and look here: Finest silk.” Kiaro nodded and tied the soaked cloth over the boy´s face, knotting it behind his head. He wasn´t really interested in their captive´s wealth at the moment. “Now the hands.”, said Nish and they tied the boy´s hands with leather straps, then his legs. Kiaro made sure, that the bonds weren´t too tight so they wouldn´t cut off the blood circulation. “Ok, I think, you want to carry him?”, Nish asked with a smile. Kiaro´s cheeks turned red. Nish always knew what he was thinking about. “Yes, I´d appreciate that.”, Kiaro said and put one hand under the tied boy´s legs, the other oneunder his back and lifted him up. Kiaro couldn´t help but he had got a big bulge in his pants. Nish gently placed a kiss on Kiaro´s lips. “This is gonna be fun.”, he said with a grin.

Months into Corona my expectations were low. I arrived at my favorite gay campground. Following my usual pattern I went straight to the pool, removed all my clothes, had a nice swim,and then drank up some sun. A fuck budd⁸y from the camp arrived looking surprised, maybe even embarrassed saying "I didn't know you were going to be here this weekend ... maybe you did tell me ... I forgot. " I responded, "You can't remember everything. " I remembered he was laid off due to Covid, probably stressed, no big deal. Time came to tear myself away from the pool and set up my site. I love setting up camp naked! Other than being incredibly hot and sweaty the job went quickly and I was back naked in and around the pool. Found myself talking to two French guys, one of whom was incredibly gorgeous, short cropped grey beard and lovely hairy chest. His smile was stunning and I was pretty sure he was cruising me. However the conversation made it pretty clear they were a couple keeping me in the theme of low expectations. Back at my site I had a nice low key dinner alone, read for a bit and was so tempted to just climb in bed, drift off to sleep and skip the campfire. But I decided to push myself and suffer through my shyness with the crowd at the communal fire. I was beginning to feel awkward sitting alone off to the side of the crowd when I saw my fuck buddy arrive, so I sauntered over to chat with him. We compared notes on the hot Frenchman and my buddy lamented his lack of libido ... normally he would have gone right over to chat this hunk up in a split second and the hookup would be on. I encouraged him not to feel too bad, just accept the break his body and spirit seemed to need. He thanked me and we continued to chat. I was taken by surprise when he moved in behind me and caressed my crotch. "Being near you is turning me on after all" he said. "Well you know where I'm camped if you want to come by " I responded. This elicited ⁹a kiss and he asks if I want to play. I smile and respond "I came here to get into trouble ". And off we went into the Naughty Pines play area. I took his lovely uncut cock in my mouth and although it filled out a bit it seemed unlikely to fully engorge. He expressed fear he wouldn't get hard but his moans of pleasure egged me on. Again I encouraged him not to worry just enjoy. After a while he took my cock in his mouth and gave me a great sucking. My boy responded in kind. When he stood back up he admired my big cock and pointed out how hard he had become. I went back down on him and wouldn't have been surprised by a salty load ... but no. I raised up to kiss him and ask where he wanted to deposit his load "mouth or ass " "I'm going to fuck you " he said. Delighted I turned and offered my ass, he applied spit for lube and began to push in with his raw cock. I encouraged him to go slow as no one had been in there since a month ago when he and his partner had fucked me. I eventually settled into his 8 inch rod balls deep and gave the signal encouraging him to fuck me hard. After some good pounding I encouraged him to breed me. "I'm nowhere near close " he complains. " "No problem " says I. More fucking, more mutual sucking and he signaled for me to turn around. I removed my shoes and pants completely letting him know I'm prepared for business. It's not long before he tells me he's very close. "Go ahead, breed me deep. " He didn't need any more encouragement shooting his ropes of hot cum with a loud roar, and then collapsed with that satisfying weight on my back. We relished this moment, gathered our clothes and in relaxed delight made our way back to the campfire wondering who would notice where we were coming from. Soon we excused ourselves from the gathering and headed off for a great night's sleep in the fresh air. I relished the load up my ass all night. Before the weekend was over he would breed me again. This time his boyfriend listened with enjoyment from the next room in their trailer. I was not disappointed to have my low Covid expectations turned on their head.

Part 24 - Hopes and Fears The gusts of wind pushed the rain horizontally feeling like pin pricks constantly hitting his face, no matter how good his coat was it could not compete with the rain falling so heavily and he could feel patches of his skin getting wet. The lightning and thunder came with more frequency, the thunder loud and rumbling across the dark sky. Charlie checked his watch, it was nearly 8pm or 1am in the UK. Tiredness overtaking him he wondered what the hell he was doing here, why he even had the urge to get on a flight and travel all this way. To do what? he asked himself. His thought distracted by the headlights of a car turning in to the driveway. The water pouring down the sleeve of his coat and running off his fingertips made him feel so cold, way out of his depth and regretting his action ready to bolt out of sight. His legs would not move and at the precise moment of no return he found himself frozen to the spot, he needed to play this out once and for all. Carrington could not make out who it was, he could see they obviously had prepared for the weather wearing the dark coat. Immediately he thought it was his ex again and was going to start pleading with him to get back together. At least one thing in his life never went away, maybe he was ready to restart this relationship but on a different playing field and new rules. Inside he was not in any fit state to even contemplate anything like this, he was upset and felt depressed even moody taking some of it out on Jose. Thankfully Jose was on top of this and knew the reason so took it with a pinch of salt, not only his Executive Assistant but also a friend he could confide in without judgement. The car moved slowly and the hooded figure turned to watch him pull up to the front. Carrington looked again but could not see who it was, it definitely looked like his ex and he banged the steering wheel knowing he didn't want this right now. Or maybe he was in the right frame of mind for a good old fashioned argument, grabbing his gym bag and opening the door he quickly exited running across to the porch. The hood moved and the face looked at him, Carrington registered the familiar face but failed to untangle in his head who it was in his moody state. Putting the key in the lock "Go home I don't want to see you" he said abruptly opening the door. "Carrington" Charlie spoke managing to find his voice, his body trembling from the cold rain. Carrington stopped and turned towards him "Charlie!" his voice going up an octave in surprise. He was completely frozen and recognised the wet face looking at him. Charlie pulled the hood down nervously, his hands shaking still dripping with water. The silence interrupted by bursts of heavy rain and thunder, they stood looking at each other. Charlie completely afraid and Carrington shocked to find him standing on his doorstep unable to believe what his eyes saw. "It's wet out here" Charlie said stating the obvious and trying to judge Carrington's reaction Carrington was completely lost for words "Yeah, it's raining" he replied staring at Charlie. "What are you doing here?" Carrington asked after another awkward silence. A drop of water ran down Charlie's face "I have no idea" he replied shaking. Charlie was beginning to feel deflated after expecting Carrington to sweep him off his feet in joy, what he was getting from him was the opposite. He couldn't tell what Carrington was feeling, Charlie didn't know that Carrington was still stumped and shocked by Charlie's appearance out of the blue and he couldn't think or make any sense of it. Now it was Charlie's turn to feel the rejection, seeing the self assured Carrington lost for words stirred a feeling within Charlie. He was a man, but crazy as it was Charlie couldn't suppress the feelings that Carrington had dug up and brought to the surface. Charlie stepped back "It was a mistake, I misjudged things, you" he said turning to leave. "You expect me to embrace you with open arms Charlie?" Carrington asked finding his voice. Charlie pulled the hood up "No, wanted you to" he admitted with his voice trailing off. Charlie walked away passing the car and slowly walking down the driveway in the pouring the rain. Carrington pushed away all his confused thoughts and watched the one person he loved and wanted walking away. Impulsively he ran down the drive coming to a stop in front of Charlie. "I told you I will marry you and you doubted it" Carrington said smiling, "Now look at you". Charlie stared at him watching the rain trickling down his face "Are you in love with me?". Carrington nodded "You know I am Charlie. Why? Who knows, it happened and I want you". Carrington stepped forward and raised his hands lowering the hood, he saw a glint in Charlie's eyes and he smiled briefly. Carrington gazed at him moving his face forward until their lips touched. Carrington felt Charlie respond to his kiss, and quickly he wrapped his arms around Charlie and lifted him off the ground carrying him back to the house. Carrington put him down and closed the front door and started taking his wet clothes off. Charlie was still trembling but more from nerves and wondering what the future would now hold, right now he could only see in to the next few minutes and everything hinged on if he could do this. Carrington handed Charlie a towel "I am never going to let you go Charlie" he said undressing. Charlie dried his face "I know" he replied holding the towel against his face. Carrington smiled. "I have put everything on hold to find you" Charlie said, "Even the navy". Carrington wiped his face "You broke a bit of my heart every time I was in England" he said. Charlie ran his hand across Carrington's cheek and chin "I will fix it" he said softly. Carrington smiled and looked at Charlie's hand "Technically we are still engaged" he laughed. "Slow down" Charlie said, "I am still thrown by all this, confused but drawn here" he exclaimed. "You do know Charlie" Carrington replied, "I know you feel this between us" he said confidently. Charlie nodded causing water to trickle down his face "I had to find you, find out for real". The storm raged on shorting the power to the neighbourhood "Usually happens" Carrington said. He felt Charlie's body "You need a hot bath" Carrington said. "Carrington, I don't know how to do this with a man" Charlie spoke quiet and timidly. Carrington kissed him "One step at a time, there is no rush now I have you" he replied. Carrington took Charlie upstairs through the darkness in to the bedroom and then bathroom, he quickly found some candles and ran the bath and left Charlie to get himself warmed up. Carrington fetched a bottle of wine and two glasses along with several more candles then returned to the bathroom and sat on the floor next to the bath, lighting the candles and spreading them out then handing Charlie a glass of wine. They sat for several hours whilst Charlie soaked in the hot water, one hand on the side of the bath his fingers entwinned with Carrington's. In many ways it was the biggest decision Charlie had faced, getting Serena to be his girlfriend was easy and less daunting. This was a step in the other direction he never saw coming, but the interestingly sexy American man that sat mostly naked by his side had thrown him into chaos. In a strange turn of emotional thinking that brought clarity was Conrad, he knew what his twin would do in this situation, in fact he had done. Thinking about Conrad lifted his spirits and confidence and in a way he was able to see Carrington in a different light, as sure as the rain was wet an instinct in his head and heart told him it has always been there, his ability to love a man. It wasn't going to be any man just this one. Carrington topped Charlie's glass up and smiled at the young man who had stopped trembling. "I can't believe you flew all the way here" Carrington said softly leaving back against the wall. Charlie rolled his head to face Carrington "I felt so guilty" he said. Carrington cock his head to one side "About what?" he asked rubbing Charlie's fingers. "The way I behaved to you at the wedding" Charlie replied, "I'm sorry, I freaked out". Carrington smiled "Figured it was having your family around" he suggested. Charlie nodded "That and I was unsure what you would do in public to me" he confessed. "You are going to have to face up to me showering you with love in public" Carrington said. Charlie rested his head back against the towel cushioning his head "I might let you". Carrington laughed "Cocky little thing aren't you" he said, "Dam I love you Charlie". Carrington sat there and watched Charlie who kept nodding off, the power was returned and he helped Charlie dry off and put him to bed. Feeling lightheaded Carrington realised the whole turn of events this evening meant he had forgotten to eat and had been drinking wine. He climbed in to bed turning the light off laying next to Charlie he refrained from touching him for the moment understanding that he was probably emotionally wrecked and shattered. He turned to look at Charlie and smiled knowing if one person could make him happy he was lying in bed with him right now. Carrington picked up his phone and sent a brief text to Simon telling him Charlie was in Atlanta with him and okay. He guessed that Charlie probably hadn't told anyone what he was doing and they might panic come morning. Carrington laid in bed watching the lightning still streaking through the sky, the rain had all but stopped. Charlie mumbled turning over to face Carrington cuddling up to him, his hand running softly up along Carrington's chest coming to a stop by his neck. Carrington slipped an arm under Charlie's neck cradling his head, he snuggled closer to Carrington, his breathing steady and hypnotically calm easing Carrington in to a deep sleep. Simon walked down the stairs reading the text from Sean the Carrington's, he stopped halfway down the stairs scratching his head and smiling unable to believe what he was reading. Crafty bugger he thought to himself. Walking in to the dining room Conrad and Harry were there having an early breakfast before they left for Sardinia and their honeymoon. "Morning" Conrad called out, "Have you seen Charlie thought he would have been here" he said. "Morning and no" Simon replied sitting down, "He is not in the country" he said. Conrad sat up "What?" he said sounding shocked. Simon smiled "He went to find his true love" he replied chuckling. Conrad looked confused then gradually smiled "He went to Atlanta didn't he?" he asked. Simon nodded "I had a message from Carrington, everything appears to be fine". "More than fine I think Simon" Conrad said staring off, "In fact I know he is". Harry poked Conrad in the side "Come on psychic husband we got two weeks of sex to get done". Felix stood at the dining room door tapping his watch, they said good bye to Simon and headed off with Felix to the airport. Simon finished his breakfast then went up to change for his 10am meeting, Moham was flying in with Simon's solicitors. It was time to change his will that he hadn't been able to face since Jack's passing. The complexity and nature of it meant a drawn out meeting and Moham as usual co-signing it as his executor and power of attorney until it was read in the event of anything happening. Despite his conversation with Sean over his wealth he intended on leaving something to Sean only if he stayed with him for five or more years from the date of writing the new will. Simon was still making notes when the troop of solicitors and Moham arrived at the manor. The sight was enough to stir Jamal from his weeding the front courtyard of the manor, chuckling he thought it looked very dubious all these suited men exiting their posh cars. Simon looked over and Jamal smiling and waving to him then made a mental note to remember him as well. Carrington walked in to the bedroom and placed a mug of coffee down on the table by Charlie, he stood looking at him unable to believe he was here laying in his bed miles from home. He smiled knowing the courage and fight Charlie must have gone through to make this decision, then spending eight hours on a plane with no idea what was going to happen. Charlie stirred and the smell of the pillow under his nose was somehow different, not like home. Rolling on to his back pulling the sheet with him and finding himself looking up at Carrington, slipping his hand under the sheet discovering he was naked and growing. Standing there in his briefs Carrington looked more sexy than ever in his eyes. The feeling of a switch being moved in to the right place washed through his body. The nervousness showing in his eyes was clear to Carrington, the look of someone who wanted love without a clue of what to do with another man. Carrington smiled and sat on the bed close to Charlie. "Did you sleep alright?" Carrington asked handing him the cup of coffee. Charlie nodded and took the mug "Thanks" he said in a sweet soft tone. He took a sip of coffee, "I really made a mess of things" Charlie said, "And inconvenienced you". Carrington chuckled "I never imagined you would come looking for me Charlie". "Neither did I" Charlie replied unable to look him in the eye. Carrington leaned forward and gently kissed him on the mouth "I am so happy you did". Charlie moaned softly and opened his eyes "Kiss me again" he asked quietly. Carrington took the the mug from Charlie and placed a finger under his chin caressing him slowly and looking in to his eyes, their mouths coming together seamlessly parted and kissed, from gently touches to sensual to intentional, little by little flickering tongues touching their lips locking together. Gradually Carrington felt Charlie take over the kissing, his hand running along Carrington's arm and flexing his bicep resulting in a happy sound from Charlie. Careful not to push Charlie to quickly Carrington pulled back from the kiss and placed his arms around Charlie hugging him closely feeling his body. "Pass my trousers over please" Charlie said. Carrington looked a little confused retrieving them. Charlie produced the make shift ring. "You still have it" Carrington exclaimed in surprise. Charlie nodded and placed it on Carrington's finger "Since we are still engaged" he said nervously. Carrington laughed and kissed him "Right we need to get you all gayed up" he said smiling. "Fuck off" Charlie replied slapping Carrington on the arm and kissing him back. "Seriously we have to get up, I have work to do" Carrington said handing Charlie his coffee. Charlie nodded "I will go hang out at a coffee shop" he said. "Hell no" Carrington replied looking at him, "You are coming to work with me". "I didn't bring much with me" Charlie said pointing to his ruck sack. Carrington laughed "I will send Jose and you to the mall to get some clothes and gym wear". "Gym wear?" Charlie said stretching in bed. "Yeah I go to the gym after work" Carrington replied, "I have to show you off". "Show me up more like" Charlie said pulling the sheet up. Carrington glanced at him smirking. "What is the matter?" Carrington asked, "I know your naked I had a good feel last night". Charlie blushed covering his head with the sheet "Pervert" he said muffled by the sheet. By the time Charlie removed the sheet he could hear Carrington in the bathroom and getting in to the shower. He sat there in bed nursing his mug of coffee in a quiet and seemingly very happy place. Forming his own destiny and frightened by his own actions, he didn't feel gay at all but then Carrington didn't look gay either. He shook his thoughts away and listened to Carrington showering then calling out to him to take a shower. Charlie returned to the bedroom and Carrington had found some clothes for him to wear. They hung a little baggy on Charlie having a smaller frame but you would never have known they were not his clothes. "When do you go back?" Carrington asked buttoning his shirt up. Charlie sat on the bed and looked at him "when my ship is ready to sail" he replied. "I thought you put your military thing on hold" Carrington replied slipping his shoes on. Charlie shrugged "You really think I am thinking straight?" he asked making Carrington chuckle. "What do you think I should do?" Charlie asked putting his trainers on. Carrington smiled "I like the idea of a military boyfriend" he replied winking. "Seriously!" Charlie said standing up, "Next you will want me parading around in uniform". "Kind of goes without saying" Carrington replied smirking at him. Carrington took Charlie's hand "They want me to run the company in England" he said. Charlie raised an eyebrow "You mean move there?" he asked. Carrington nodded. "I will only do it on one condition and that is you" Carrington said making no bones about it. "But I will be away for months at a time" Charlie replied seeing the gravity of the situation for the first time. Carrington kissed him on the forehead "I know and I will have to adjust to that". "Not much of a relationship though if I am away" Charlie said sitting back down on the bed. Carrington sat next to him "I am not going to dictate your life". "Your not?" Charlie said looking at him. "No. You must be happy with your choices and they are what you want" Carrington said clearly. Charlie smiled "I will speak to my commanding officer next week see what options I have". "Excellent, so you will stay here for two weeks and fly back with me" Carrington stated. Charlie nodded. "Come on I will be late, oh wait I run the company" Carrington said laughing. It certainly wasn't how Charlie envisaged he would be spending his time, the whole thing was scary but at least he saw a friendly face with Jose when he got to the office with Carrington. Word about the English guy who had arrived to claim Carrington had already got around. Evelina the receptionist was telling everyone when they arrived for work. Every time the lift doors opened all eyes focused on it waiting to see who was occupying it. Carrington and Charlie exited the lift and Charlie noticed all the looks immediately. "Word has got around quickly this morning" Carrington said chuckling and glancing at Charlie. Jose came out of his office walking towards Charlie "Morning Charlie" he said smiling. "Morning" Charlie replied, his eyes shifting left to right noticing the stares. Jose laughed quietly "Don't worry the rumour mill went in to overdrive this morning thanks to Evelina". Charlie was glad to be inside the sanctuary of Carrington's office away from the prying eyes, he sat on the small sofa by the coffee table texting with Conrad who was now firing questions at him in rapid succession. Charlie giggled after a while knowing that Harry must have got hold of Conrad's phone and was sending him pictures over of his arse. Charlie burst out laughing seeing the latest the photo, Carrington looked over smiling in Charlie's direction then stood up and walked over. "What is so funny?" Carrington asked pouring a coffee and joining him on the sofa. "This" Charlie said showing Carrington the photo. Carrington looked carefully at the photo "I have fucked that arse" he said, "Harry's for sure". Charlie looked at him "How the hell did you know that was Harry?" he asked. Carrington laughed "When you have touched it as much as I have you know" he said. "Doesn't bear thinking about" Charlie said sounding shocked and amused, "How was it?". Carrington smiled "Amazing, so is Conrad's" he said. Charlie made pretend vomiting sounds. He looked at Carrington "Will you carry on doing it with them?" he asked curiously. "I don't know" Carrington replied looking at him, "I mean they are fun in bed, but it depends on us". "So you make me feel guilty taking away the pleasure of my twin and his husband" Charlie said smirking. "Absolutely, I am so guilt tripping you" Carrington replied kissing Charlie, "Harry would love sex with you". Charlie chuckled "That is so outrageous" he replied then going quiet contemplating. Carrington laughed "You are already thinking about it" he said rubbing Charlie's head. Charlie sat opened mouth then laughed "Not thinking, visually doing it" he admitted. Jose walked in to the office "The figures you asked for" he said, "Hope your not sexting!". Jose walked over and Charlie showed him the photo "Dam you are" Jose said screwing his face. "Do you not like a bit of arse?" Charlie asked grinning at him. "Hell no" Jose replied looking shocked, "What ever gave you that impression?" he asked. Carrington put his arm around Charlie's shoulder "Jose is straight" he said using air quotes. Jose rolled his eyes "I have a girlfriend Charlie" he replied, "And fuck off with your little quotes knobhead". Charlie chuckled "So did I now I have a boyfriend" he said very openly. "Wow" Carrington said sitting up, "That is the first time you have called me your boyfriend". Charlie blushed and thought quick on his feet "Who said it was you?" he replied looking serious. Carrington sat back "It better be or there will be trouble" he said strongly emphasising the words. Jose put the report on Carrington's desk "Charlie I have to take you shopping apparently". Carrington handed Charlie his credit card "Buy what you need" he said standing up. Jose grabbed the credit card "Yes, come on let's buy lots of expensive clothes". "And what be indebted to him forever" Charlie replied standing up and laughing. Jose waved a hand "He is made of money, surely you must have noticed his house" he said casually. The thought had never crossed his mind but then he didn't actually see much of the house or pay attention due to his tiredness. Charlie left the building with Jose and they spent several hours chatting and buying some gym wear, Jose making him buy the tightest lycra shorts the accentuated every inch of his crotch and arse. Charlie told him off for trying to gay him up but Jose ignored him and continued. The tight work out top may have been a step too far until Jose put him in front of the mirror. Charlie hardly recognised himself and turning to the side he clearly saw how pert his arse looked and how big the shorts made his package look, his body was what he couldn't believe. Having never worn anything so tight he could see the muscles in his arms under the fabric, Jose stood there shaking his head 'So fucking gay' he said making Charlie laugh. Grabbing a few casual shirts, shorts and trainers they headed back to the office where Charlie waited amusing himself until Carrington finished just before 5pm. They drove to the gym and straight away Charlie noticed that it was mostly men and smelt very differently from his usual gym, immediately he knew this must be a gay gym and sure enough several men walked out of the work out area to get showered, each one muscled and openly talking about sex and bitching about other men. Carrington put his arm on Charlie's shoulder in a gesture not to be worried. Embarrassingly Charlie changed in to his shorts and Carrington couldn't resist running his hand over Charlie's arse. "Hey!" Charlie exclaimed timidly and blushing. Carrington smiled "Dam you look so sexy" he replied as the door opened. "Look but don't touch" Charlie stated, "They are new" he said then chuckled. Carrington smiled "My prize possession" he said licking Charlie's ear. The tall Latino who walked in smiled, Enrique greeted Carrington with a quick hug and then went about getting changed. Carrington explaining to Charlie that being his regular gym he knew a few of the regulars. Enrique sat there watching Charlie with a devilish grin on his face, soon realising the cute young lad was here with Carrington. Enrique finished putting on his trainers and grabbed a towel then looked at Carrington and nodded towards Charlie giving him a thumbs up and big smile. Carrington handed Charlie a towel guiding him to the workout area. "What do you want to do first?" Carrington asked. Charlie looked around at the numerous men working out "Weights" he replied. "Okay, I will spot you" Carrington said putting his towel down. "No" Charlie replied placing his towel down, "I can't concentrate with you looking at me". Carrington chuckled "Yeah I know" he replied remembering their day at the manor gym. "I will run for half an hour then we can swap" Carrington offered. Charlie smiled "Sounds good mate" he said, his accent and voice catching the interest of a several men nearby. Carrington chuckled and slapped his arse "Man that is so straight". Charlie changed the weights over and settled on the bench glancing around at the other occupied weight benches near him. The men all pressing weights but clearly watching Charlie and then acknowledging him, Charlie settled and began pressing and the guy closest to him stated talking and hinting that he new Charlie was British. Being polite Charlie engaged in conversation and occasionally looked over to Carrington who was already building up a sweat running. Joey walked in to the work out area and spotted Carrington straight away and made his way over to the running machined next to his. "I saw your car here" Joey said setting the speed on his machine. Carrington shook his head trying to avoid looking at him "Yup, that's because I am here". "Ooh sarcasim" Joey replied smirking, "You must be in a mood and need to fuck it out". Carrington looked at him "Yeah but not with you" he replied focusing ahead. "You say that now but I know you still love me" Joey said smiling and stopping his machine. Charlie saw the way Carrington shook his head with this other guy who looked like he clearly had a thing for his boyfriend and was badgering him. One thing he could tell already with Carrington was when something upset him or got on his nerves. Well he did it at the wedding so knew the signs, seeing this man being overly friendly actually bothered Charlie and his flirting clearly unwelcome by Carrington. Charlie put his weights back and sat up watching them. Despite Carrington brushing Joey off he was persistent and showing no signs of leaving Carrington alone. Carrington stopped running "Joey stop it, what happened a way back was a mistake". Joey moved closer to Carrington "Didn't feel like it, we belong together Carrington" he said. Carrington shook his head "No, end of story Joey, anyway I have someone else now" he replied. Joey laughed "The ever so picky Carrington" he said now being sarcastic. Carrington turned to him "Get away from me or I will punch you in to the wall". Joey smirked "Now that is the Carrington I like, the rough street version". Charlie stood up and wobbled a little on his legs briefly grabbing his towel, fury burning in his body at this person upsetting his man. Purposefully striding across the gym then standing behind Joey and wiping his face. "Excuse me are you using this machine?" Charlie asked politely controlling his annoyance. Joey turned to Charlie "Yes so prance off fairy" he replied looking him up and down smirking. Joey turned back to Carrington "Dam cute Brit" he said. "Excuse me!" Charlie replied pushing Joey on the shoulder, "Who are you calling fairy?". Joey turned again to Charlie "I will deal with you later in the shower" he said grinning and winking at Charlie. Carrington chuckled "Joey meet my boyfriend and fiancé Charlie" he said proudly. "Er what?" Joey replied looking at Charlie then Carrington, "Fiancé?" he asked. Charlie walked around Joey and stood in front of Carrington then ran his hand up along the sweaty arm, Carrington leaned forward and kissed Charlie on the mouth several times. Strangely Charlie did not feel embarrassed kissing Carrington in public, the sensation was incredible and Charlie felt like it was his initiation and way of showing that he was ready to be with Carrington. Joey took a couple of steps backwards seeing the intent in Carrington's eyes focusing on Charlie. Carrington smiled at Charlie "This is my ex boyfriend Charlie" he said nodding to Joey. "Fiancé!" Joey scoffed looking at Carrington, "It will never work, your money gets in the way" he said sauntering off. "Wow!" Charlie said quietly, "That is one jealous ex you have there". Carrington leant over the running machine "Gold digger more like" he said looking a little angry. Charlie looked at Carrington "Are you really rich then?" he asked confused having heard this twice today. Carrington shrugged "Not personally" he said, "This is a discussion for another time Charlie". The rest of their workout went without any further interruptions from Joey, he busied himself talking to another man frequently glancing over at them. Noticing that Carrington behaved entirely differently towards Charlie, his attention seemed purely focused on him and he could see why. The smooth slightly tanned skin of Charlie, the mousy blond hair, the tight but generously muscular build and his accent simply made him a catch. That and he didn't give off any kind of interest in the men surrounding him unlike most of the gay men in here. Carrington and Joey were not the only ones focused on him, every time a machine came free next to Charlie someone quickly grabbed it and started engaging Charlie in conversation. In one quick hours workout in the gym Charlie had his eyes opened wide, receiving numerous offers from men all wanting to give their number and take him home was turning in to quite the revelation. The short drive back to Carrington's home was long enough for Charlie to get a little nervous, his mind already made up that tonight he wanted to move things up with Carrington. Of course he was bolstered by the attention he got in the gym and didn't even mind it. With the car pulling up to the house Charlie studied it more closely, the vast grounds surrounding it and the size of it, almost comparable to the manor on Hibiscus drive. It was late at the manor was deathly quiet, Simon sat in the library going through the details of his amended will and made one small change. It was important to him that he would leave things tidy and more so that it was incontestable in any form. The group of solicitors and Moham would return in a couple of days for the formal signing and witnessing locking it down airtight and Moham taking on the role as power of attorney until it's reading. Closing the folder he sat there and chuckled to himself remembering the money that Jack had left Conrad. Most people would have gone on a spending spree, but Conrad just shrugged his shoulders and got on with life. The only purchase he made was number 8, that made perfect sense and a clever decision he thought. His video calling rang on his phone and checking the time he knew who it was without even needing to look, regular as clockwork Sean's smiling face appeared on the screen.

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 😄

I will of course take any raw cock in a dark room (or anywhere for that matter) but much prefer it in the light. I like to see the guys using me, I love knowing that I'm being bred by men that other boys would think were too old, too fat or too ugly. I like the fact that other people can see me getting used. And I love it when the top can see the pain on my face as my tight boycunt struggles to take his big dick.

The latest message was from my third email, the middle aged guy with the beer can cock. “I’m just starting my lunch break,” it read. Shit, I thought is it only lunch time? It was in fact only just now 1pm. “Still taking loads? I’ve got an hour and a half.” “Yes, just took a big one from a jock boy, come breed me.” “Fucking pig. I’ll be right over. My office is about twenty minutes away.” Another guy, another random man was on his way to fuck me, and something told me he too would not be enough to slake my lust. Rolling over on my bed, I grabbed my computer and checked A4A for the first time in a couple of hours and found five new messages. Most of them were lame, but two were from guys who looked promising. The first was a guy who had hit me up before but I had always pushed off. He was older, maybe in his late 50’s, not usually my type, and his profile said he only fucked raw, which up until today had been an issue for me. “You’ve changed your profile boy, does that mean you’re ready to take this cock.” He had attached a picture of his cock too, and it was huge. Stabbing out from a thick bush of salt and pepper hair was a broad flat headed beast of a dick. My hole twitched. “Yes! I’m taking loads all day. When do you want to come over?” I responded, and added my phone number. The second interesting message came from a profile I had always been curious about. The stats were close to my age, and well built, there were no face pictures only body, and one of them showed a tattoo that I couldn’t quite make out but looked a lot like the bird my friend had across his arm. I had often wondered if it was my friend Matt, if it was he had never said anything, and my profile had a face clearly visible. His unlocked pics showed more body, and a stupidly fat uncut cock. “Interested in an anonymous load? I’m in the mood to breed a blindfolded slut.” “Fuck yes,” I sent him the address, “Let me know when to unlock the door.” His reply came fast, “Do it now, I’m already on campus and not far. Be on your bed ass up, and blindfolded.” I went and unlocked the door and then rooted around for a bandana to use as a blindfold. I found one just in time, and had barely gotten on the bed with it tied around my eyes when I head the door. For a moment my sober brain panicked, what was I doing. This was the most dangerous thing I had done yet. This guy could be anyone, he could rob me, or worse. Then I heard his belt coming undone and felt his fingers on my hole and I didn’t care. He didn’t say anything, he just spit on my hole and then licked up some of the cum that had leaked out. I moaned and pushed my ass back, spreading my cheeks with my hands. I felt the unmistakable pressure of a dick pressing against me hole, and breathing out slowly opened wide for it. I let out a long sigh as his cock slid deep inside me. I felt my hole stretch wide around the girthy member, the pictures of his cock had certainly been truthful. He grunted his approval as he bottomed out inside of me and I felt his pubes against my slick cheeks. I felt fantastically full stretched around the mystery man’s cock, I started pushing back on his dick trying to get him deeper and deeper. He rewarded me with a smack on my ass and then a quick jab of his cock. I squeaked, and he took hold of my hips. Holding tight to my hips he began to pound me. His cock felt so thick, and was hitting all of the right spots inside me that I was little more than a whimpering mess within minutes. He pushed me more and more forward till I collapsed on the bed with him on top of me stuffing his cock still further inside me. “Please breed me,” I begged softly over and over again, “I need your load.” He never said a word, he just kept pounding me. The sound of his skin slapping against mine was his only answer as his pace became more feverous and rough. Eventually he pinned me to the bed, and with his dick planted as far inside of me as he could get it, blew his load. I moaned in satisfaction as I listened to his ragged breath and felt him convulse against my body. Once his orgasm had subsided I thanked him for his load, and then listened to him leave before taking off my blindfold. My phone lay off to the side on the end table. I picked it up to check my messages and line up more cock. As I did a text came through from my friend Matt. It was a video, and it only took me a few seconds to realize it was a video of me taking a fat uncut cock. “Now that I know you’re a bareback slut we’ll have to hang out more.”

Stretching this boy's hole open for some extra play this afternoon.

Moderator's Note: The first couple of pages of this story don't have chasing in them. It only starts near the end. I've been lurking on here for a while and decided to post about my experiences slowly progressing from a safe sex only guy to a bareback slut. I don't know how many of these stories I'll post, but if y'all like them, I'll post more. I grew up in the late 80s/early 90s in New York. In my brain back then, everyone who was gay died. I tried hard to hide my sexuality. When I would lapse and mess around with a guy, it was only oral and making out. I never swallowed cum and always felt guilty afterward. Eventually Aaron, a neighbor boy, and I started trying to fuck. It hurt and we stopped most times, until one night in a not yet developed part of his subdivision he fucked me. It was safe that time and every time he fucked me after. I'd always feel guilty after Aaron and I messed around, but we always did it again until I graduated from high school. After that, we only saw each other when I was home from college. Aaron is another story. My freshman year, I didn't really fool around with guys much. I joined a fraternity, dated girls, drank and partied. In was my sophomore year when I met my first boyfriend. He was a medical student, 4 years older than me, at 23. He always topped me and he always used protection. I was also not really satisfied with our sex, but I was in love. That is, until we broke up about a year after we started dating. It was my junior year and I moved out of the fraternity house spring semester because I was tired of having a roommate. I moved in with a straight guy and finally had my own room. I hooked up with a bunch of guys and was learning to top as well as bottom. I was having a blast. I was still all about using condoms every time I fucked back then. I was very serious about only playing safe. Then I turned 21 and my friends and I started going to the gay bars to dance and drink. It's here that I should say I was 6'2", blonde, blue eyes, 185 lbs with a 30" waist and a 7.5"cut cock. I became really popular at the bars, not that I thought anything of it. I would hookup with guys and still always used protection, but the more I drank the more likely I was to get fucked that night by a guy I had just met - white, black, latino, asian, didn't matter as long as they were young and hot. One night, I was dancing on the box in jeans and a pretty tight fraternity t-shirt and this guy got on the box with me and we started grinding. We kissed and went to get a drink. We ran into friends and I learned this guy's name was Matt. We had a few drinks, danced some more, and I could feel his dick getting hard as he was grinding my ass. He said let's have another drink and talk. We went off and talked and drank some more and he turned out to be a really cool guy. Unfortunately, he wasn't a local. He was in town for work and staying with a friend for the weekend. After a while, he kissed me and his hand slipped into my pants and grabbed my ass. We made out at the bar like that for a while and then he pushed me into a darker corner and slipped his hand down the back of my pants and underwear and rubbed my hole. I moaned and I kissed him hard and asked if he wanted to get out of there. We left and went back to his friend's place a few blocks away. He had me naked as soon as we were in the door. I didn't even know if his friend was home, but I was naked and sucking Matt's cock in the living room of this apartment. He was hard and I was getting his cock wet as fuck. I wanted to make him feel good more than anything in that moment. He took his shirt off and then as he got the rest of his clothes off he told me to turn around. I got on all 4s and he ate my ass. No one had ever done that before. I was in heaven. I was moaning and pushing my ass back on Matt's tongue. He ate my ass for about 10 minutes and then he turned me over and we made out and I could taste myself on him. It was so hot. I wrapped my legs around his waist and we must've made out for 20 minutes or more. It felt like forever and I was so into it. The whole time his cock was rubbing in my ass crack and poking at my hole. I knew we should stop and get a condom but I was so turned on and I figured we wouldn't fuck yet. His cock felt so good on my ass that a spread my legs more and just then his cock slipped in my ass about halfway. I was shocked and so was he. We hadn't used any lube and he wasn't trying to penetrate me yet, but there was his cock in my ass bareback. It felt so good. I grabbed his ass and as he looked into my eyes questioningly, I said, "Don't stop. Fuck me." He started to rock his bare cock in and out of my ass. I loved it. No cock had ever felt this good in my ass, On the floor on this random guy's friend's apartment, I was getting barebacked and I loved it. I thought about stopping but I didn't want to. I knew it was dangerous, but it felt so great that I just kept kissing him and saying "Fuck Me." It didn't take long before I felt him getting close to cumming. He started tensing up and I slid my hands down his back and grabbed his ass hard. He looked at me as said, "I'm going to cum in your ass." I said, "Do it. Cum in me." and I pulled him into me as he shot his cum in my ass. I'd never felt anything like it. It felt so good that I came right after he shot his load in me. He said, "Wow that was so hot.' and he slipped his cock out of my ass. He said, let's take a shower and we did. In the shower he said, "I never thought you'd take get fucked bareback. You seem like such a good boy." I told him that was my first time bareback and he got hard immediately. He asked if I wanted his bare cock in me again. I just leaned against the shower wall and spread my legs. He lined up his cock and for the second time ever, I let a cock in me without a condom. He fucked me there until the water got cold and then we went out to the couch in the living room. He slid his bare cock in me again fucked me on the couch on the living room eight next to my jeans where I knew I had a condom in the pocket. I didn't want the condom though. I just was his bare cock. I was on all 4s and he was behind me. He was getting close again and I was jerking my cock. It's then that he said, "Tell me you want my cum." I heard a noise, but was so into getting fucked that I just said loudly, "Cum in my ass." He blew his load into my ass. I was so turned on that I was in a haze. I had just let a dude cum in me again and I loved it. After a few seconds, we looked up and there was his friend who had just seen me getting fucked and heard me begging for cum. He smiled and said, "Glad you're having fun Matt." I was so embarrassed. Matt was too, but less so than me. Matt and I slept together that night for a bit, but I couldn't sleep knowing what I'd just done and been seen doing. I left Matt my phone number and left for my own apartment. I was really freaked out, but that night and for almost a month I jerked off remembering Matt fucking me bareback and cumming in my ass. I told myself I wouldn't fuck again without condoms, but part of me knew that wasn't true.

How much do other men enjoy the anticipation of being fucked. In august, I was waiting on my bed doggy, ass lubed, jocked, for an anon alpha. I heard him open my door and climb the stairs to my bedroom - man even that got me hard. He walked in my room and said, fukkin beaut ass, I’m gunna enjoy this. His voice was deep and course - the kind of military voice the commands respect. I listened to him undress - he took off a heavy belt, kicked off his boots and slid his jeans down. All the time I’m waiting to be penetrated. He walked over to me and I felt his body pressing on mine. I could telll he was wearing a jockstrap. He rubbed his junk on my ass for a bit then stepped back. He stepped forward again and I felt his hands on me as he clamped the pouch of his jock over my face. Man it was still hot from his balls and smelled amazing. It was a hot day so he was dripping sweat. Then I felt his cock rubbing on my hole, he gripped my ass and forced it up my hole. It was fukkin painful, but his grunts and moans told me he was enjoying my ass so any pain I felt was secondary to his lust. I was just.a hot hole to him. He pumped me hard, seeded me and pulled out. Told me I was a decent fuck and to be available to him when he needed milking. With that he left. He’s fucked me several times since and I still haven’t seen his face.

Fisting top. Been fisting on and off for 10 yes but the last 5 fisting has been my main sexual practice.

After Hurricane Zeta blew through I had a yard full of pinecombs, broken limbs, and tons of leaves. When it was looking safe I went outside to survey the damage and then saw that the neighbor had a tree land of their house and the tree split down the middle on either side of the house. I went back inside to have a cup of coffee and when I went back outside there were two truckloads of guys in cherry pickers ready to take down the tree. As it was warm but breezy I was just wearing a hoodie and track shorts. Watching the guys work made me horny so everytime I saw a guy looking in my direction, I bent over to pick something up. By lunchtime most of the guys who were interested knew what I was offering and one by one they came to my garage to either get sucked off or fuck me in my jockstrap over the hood of my car. 3 loads down my throat and 2 loads in my ass. Not bad for yard cleanup.

Hard to pick a favorite encounter, but one of the hottest was when I was at the New Jersey shore, and was walking home, decided to walk to the end of the road where a few bars were and road ends at the ocean. There's a grassy hill and I saw straight guys walking back to piss usually one by one. I walked back to see if there was some fun, and there's a guy pulling his dick out to piss. I'm standing a few yeards away, he keeps looking at me, and I act like I'm pissing too. Then I knelt down and he walked over and fed me his dick and sucked him off in about 2 minutes or less. He walked away, and I stood up brushed my knees off straightened myself out and another guy walks back right up to me as he's pulling his dick out. I suck him off a little longer, he reeks f beer. Hot college guys drunk spur of the moment--blows my mind.

This morning. Grindr hookup. Young cub. Waiting for me doggy on his bed. Man he was so fukkin hairy, thick carpet of dark fur in his crack, I had to eat him out first. He was sweaty and ripe, perfect taste of a young man. I stood up and pressed my cock, on to his hole. I gripp4d his waist and thrust through his muscle. "Aww fuck daddy , your cock feels so thick" Being called daddy when I'm fucking a young man always triggers me, a dozen thrusts later and I'm creaming his ass. I'm breeding him again tonight.

He could fuck my anytime. Would love to add his strain to mine

They are my fav too...love to bare fuck them and send them home with a pozitive attitude.

omg check out this one I got of twice [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=1718059680#1

Definitely! I used to be a member of the Chicago Waterbuddies, who hosted a piss party every 2nd Saturday of the month. My late husband and I were members of this. Good memories there. I've done piss and fisting scenes in my porn. I can top and bottom for piss, but top only for fist. Something about putting my hand in a slimy hole and punching away gets me excited, but also mentally focused. I need a regular diet of that.

Yeah, sex clubs and saunas are great, but not everyone has easy access to those. What bothers me about xtube/pornhub these days is the sheer amount of "professional" porn available. When I first joined xtube over 10 years ago (yes, I know...) it was overwhelmingly amateur and easy to find hot vids of guys having real sex. Nowdays, most regular amateur posters will charge, and the proper studios have got hot to the fact that they can advertise and sell individual scenes via these outlets. It's rare to find a good free vid of real amateur sex these days.

restrained with a hook up my ass.big butt plug holding in a few loads

Went to the gym did a little working out and brought home a Hungry Sub that wanted to be fed a hard cock and have his hole stretched wide open. I like how his tight hole felt. around my cock as it throbbed and filled him with my hot load.

just took a few loads outdoors in a cruise spot. met up with a guy who has fucked me there a few times who actually likes to get me on my back so he can literally fuck me "in the dirt". when I got there he was with another guy who I didn't recognise. we didn't say anything. I just pranced past them in my tiny shorts and took off my tan top n walked to the trail. they followed me in and I walked to the spot where he likes to fuck me. we actually passed by another guy on the way. still didn't say anything. I went to the spot and took off my shorts and got on my knees. the guys came up to me n pulled out their cocks.i sucked them both for a bit then got on my hands and knees on the ground. the regular slid his cock up my ass while the other guy stood there jerking off. the first guy fucked me for a few minutes and they tagged up so the random stranger slid his cock right in my ass and told the original guy "his hole feels amazing".he said "I told you it was nice." the guy said "when you told me he would be easy I didn't realise how easy you meant" the original guy said "I can't believe you've never fucked him before" and he said "I just moved here recently" they switched back and the regular told me to get on my back and spread my legs then got on top of me and literally fucked me into a pile of dirt and mud. while repeatedly spitting in my face. after he blew his load in me the other guy hocked a huge spit in my face then got me back on all 4s and fucked me doggy telling me the guy I was "literally a dirty whore". while he was fucking me, the guy we passed in the trail showed up and watched while jerking his cock. fairly old daddy but nice big dick. as soon as the guy fucking me came inside me, the new guy slid his cock in my ass and fucked me. the original guy pissed on my head while he fucked me and the guy shot his load in me in under a minute then they were all gone and I was alone in the piss drenched dirt naked, covered in piss with 3 mens loads dripping from my used hole. I wish my real daddy could see that lol I love how guys know they don't have to even ask to fuck me or if they need a condom cause I'm such a whore I will obviously let anyone fuck me bareback. still have no idea who the second guy was but I think the old guy has fucked me a few times before

I don't remember my first dick. there have been SO fuckin many, they're a blur. but I've sucked a cock SO big, it was almost too big, if that's a thing. its owner said it was 10.75 inches. I don't think he was lying... and it was FAT even in proportion to its length! mushroom dickhead like a tennis ball; I could not get my thumb and forefinger around the base. its owner was a fat, effeminate old retail queen who'd made Lindsey Graham or Leslie Jordan look butch... but I got on my knees and gayly slobbered on that knob on multiple occasions, including once in a mall restroom right out in the open, and whimpered if the old girl took it out of my mouth for half a second

After being stretched by the BBC I brought home from the ABS, the young Asian boy was on his way. I quickly showered but left the huge black guys load in my hole. it took Asian boy a little longer to get to me and I had missed his messages on sniffles and fallen asleep. Fuck he was here and just walked in on me passed out on the coach. I quickly got up and saw a cute, short, toned Asian boy early 20’s. Wondering if he was really as Dom as he chattted. I got on my bed facedown ass up. Wondering if my beat up hole from the 8” bbc I just took would be able to stand more fucking. He got up on me and started entering my swollen ass lips. Whispering in my ear how he likes slutty daddies like me. It felt dry snd he kept putting spit on his dick to get it in. He fucked me for 30 minutes then the other guy’s Cum starting leaking out. He mentions,”fuck you got another load up there don’t you fucken faggot.” He starts to dig deeper and harder. He’s not that big but because my hole is totally swollen and wrecked, it felt like a 10”. He was also rock hard like a teenager. I could hear and feel the cum splash all over and he was lifting my checks apart to dig deeper and to wreck my hole more. He started to wipe the cum on my legs and back like sun tan lotion. I felt like a dirty used pig. He was on his way to work but he wanted to make sure he used me good and finally after 40 minutes, emptied his balls in my wrecked and juicy hole. I apologized for not telling him about the previous guy’s cum,”I don’t care, it’s just like another type of lube. I love daddy sluts like you.” Hopefully I can get more of this from him.

I was grading papers in my office today when I got hit up on Growlr by a guy who I have talked to off and on for literally years. He always wants to talk about hooking up, but neither of us can host very often. I offered to take his load in my office, and he agreed. (I cleaned out before I left the house just in case.) He showed up about 45 minutes later. It was an unremarkable hookup, but his load is still in me.

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.”

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

I hate it when someone slaps my face during a sweet blowjob or before or after. I tell them is is a no no and I only suck cock. A few smart asses have learned the hard way that they shouldn't slap my face when I say not to. When they wake up with a black eye of a cut set of lips they have learned the hard way that no is no.

Use a good razor (I use Gillette Fusion blades) and gel. I used to get a rash when I started but thankfully I don't anymore. I think your skin adapts after time. Be very careful with removal creams like Veet because if they are not used properly they will burn like hell.

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.

** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** ************************************************************************************************************************* He was seated at the bar, drinking with a couple of guys. From his loud laughter, and the silly things he was blurting out, as well as his overall behavior, it was clear to me he was quite drunk. But on the other hand, he was quite sexy. He was, of course, young, no doubt just over 18. The guys recognized him being intoxicated and touched him inappropriately all the time. They grabbed his ass or rubbed his junk while passing him by. He never complained about it. He just grinned like a fool, feeling probably flattered to be the center of the attention. So I tried my luck and ordered a drink at the bar and while standing close to the drunk twink I let my hand slip into his low hip jeans on his backside and my middle finger moved downwards between his ass cheeks, just to find his hole. I pressed my finger against his hole and he relaxed it and let me pass his sphincter. What a slut, I thought to myself. I gave him a cheeky grin and then went back to the two fellows I was with that night. We were all biohazard stallions and we were, let’s put it this way, interested in the youthful guy. He blinked at me and then moved to the back area, where the darkroom was. My mates fist bumped me and cheered, while I got up from my chair I told them to be nearby, in case…. Getting into the backroom my eyes had to adjust to the dimmed light. I saw him wandering about, but I doubted he would actually be notice all the guys lurking about. The risk was too high, that another dick would grab him first and so I hurried up and greeted him with my low voice. He tried to focus me and then showed a foolish smile asking me, if I was the guy fingering outside. I laughed and nodded to that. “You know… I think I had a drink too much and all the jocks look the same to me. Just a big bulge…..” he claimed. “Oh that’s okay…. you are nothing more than a hole to me.” I replied and although my answer was quite reducing him he flashed another smile. “How about three big cocks?” I asked him referring to my two friends. “I guess it would be okay, but we have to play safe. Okay? My boyfriend is out of town and we are faithful to each other. FAITHFUL (in a loud voice). That’s why you can’t fuck me, but it is okay to fuck me now….” he babbled. Such a wasted guy… I signaled my friends to attend me and so they appeared out of the darkness and greeted the teen. “Hey guys – can I touch your bulges to see if you are well endowed?” he asked us. He massaged each of our bulges and seemed to be satisfied to feel 9+ inches of hard cock meat. We looked for a dark corner and there we turned him around, so that he faced the wall. I opened his jeans and lowered them. They fell to the ground and revealed a beautiful round ass. “Don’t forget the condom” he whispered. “Of course not, but let me first finger you. Get you ready for my fat dick.” I suggested and used a bit lube on my fingers and entered his hole with three fingers at once. I crouched behind him, to get a good angle to finger fuck him roughly. He was moaning and enjoyed it obviously. After a while I used only my index finger and my middle finger to actually scratch him from the inside, while pulling my fingers out. I repeated it over and over again and he complained about the growing pain. I told him that I had to prepare him for the hard fuck, but that I would soon been done. I had to rely on my handy work and so I got up and started lubing up my dick. “Sorry guys… but I can’t get hard. Too much alcohol I guess” he giggled. “Never mind, just let us charge your cunt up and we are gone anyway” I replied. “Give him some poppers” I told one of my friends. He handed the boy the brown bottle and told him to use it. “How?” he asked seriously. “I don’t do drugs” he added. “That’s not a drug baby, it is something to inhale to make you feel horny for cocks” I explained. You can keep the bottle afterwards, in case you want to enjoy some other gentlemen dicks in here. “The condom on your cock already?” he asked while he opened the bottle with a ‘plop’ and then sniffed at the bottle opening, while a pal pressed against his other nose opening. ‘Whoooosh’ “Oh my…. oh fuck…. what is this…..” he stuttered. My friends helped him stay on his feet. I parted his ass cheeks in the meanwhile and entered his soft asshole raw. “Oh fuck, this is it…. oh it feels so good. man…. fuck me hard…. fuck me hard into my pussy” he moaned. We made him inhale more of the poppers and every time he was almost freaking out and begging me to fuck deeper into his body. Of course I rammed my whole cock hard into him. This wasn’t supposed to be a romantic affair. This was hardcore POZ fucking. I fucked my dick hard into his hole, trying to inflict even more damage with every thrust I could muster. “You want to get your slut ass charged?” I whispered into his ears, while he experienced one rush after another. He nodded only “Tell me loud, that I can charge your cunt up” I advised him with my low and calm voice. “Fuck me hard into my ass…. (and then louder) Charge my slut ass up” he exclaimed. I grunted and held him by the shoulders, while I was speed-fucking him now. This put me over the edge and my toxic semen erupted inside his ass. My cock gushed five times and I kept on fucking him, to make sure my seed would infiltrate his body soon. After I pulled my cock out, I pretended I would get rid of the condom and stuffed my dick back into my jeans. My pal was next and I told him, while taking his place, to think about the condom. “Yes…. safety first please…. I don’t want to get sick by these…. sick…. bastards….” he repeated himself and took another good whiff. “I think there is enough lube left in there” my friend said with a smirking face. Without hesitance he entered the twink’s ass, who had one POZ load already inside his body…

“Step up to the blue line and look at the camera,” I shuffled forward and tried my hardest to form an expression that conveyed innocence and remorse all at once. Blinded for a moment by the flash, I wondered how I’d gone from drinking with my friends at our favorite dive bar near campus, to barefoot and high as a kite, awaiting processing of my arrest. When the cop pulled me over less than a block from the rundown off-campus housing where I’d gone with my friends Nick and Drew to pick up some party supplies for the gang this weekend, we were smart enough to quickly swallow anything we had on us. Sadly I had no idea that my roommate had left his bag under the back seat, and that it contained a half-empty prescription for a serious pain killer. Chances are the officers were disappointed that’s all they found since I suspect they were staking out the guy who we bought from. Normally, they’d have probably confiscated the bottle, and written me a ticket and released us. Unfortunately, these particular officers are assigned to the smallest branch of the state police force, charged with the safety of my tiny college town, and its population of under 20,000 people, meaning they were hungry for a bust. I explained that my roommate would happily claim the pills if they’d call him, but instead they cuffed me, and booked me for possession of a controlled substance, fulfilling their nightly quota. “Turn and face the red x on the wall,” the young Hispanic clerk barked, before blinding me again. My vision faded back while I was led to the cells by the massively tall Italian cop who’d pulled me over. We passed his partner, a shorter lean white ginger, as he dragged Nick into the processing area behind me. His charge was even flimsier than mine, as they found an empty baggy and trimmed drinking straw in his coat pocket, but it was enough to hold him overnight, so he was stuck here too. Drew had lucked out, swallowing his share, baggie and all, meaning they had nothing to hold him on. Hopefully he was able to find my roommate and drive my car back to the dorms before it all kicked in. My share of the loot was a small bag of tina, and a cap of something Andre, the dealer, had referred to only as “G.” I felt the G almost as soon as I was put in the back of the squad car, praying I could hold it together until the Tina kicked in and balanced it out. I had never done either before that moment, but had fucked a few girls who’d been on them and knew their effects well enough to know some of what to expect. It must have taken awhile for the tina to digest because I started to feel the kick right as Officer Tutelli opened another door and introduced me to the fluorescent glow of the holding cells. “Lets step in here kid, watch your toes” Tutelli, or “Tut” as he’d told me to call him was actually pretty nice considering I was being charged with a felony. I marveled at how easy he swung me down onto a bench in the middle of this small cinder block and pexi-glass pen. “Sorry to have to do this but you need to strip naked so I can check you for weapons and substances.” The thought of Tut’s fingers and eyes inspecting my naked body wasn’t nearly as upsetting as it might have been if I’d been sober. Imagining his strong tan hands sliding up between my legs and down into my ass crack was actually turning me on as I got down to my undershirt and briefs. Suddenly it hit me that he’d be able to see if I was hard, but glancing down I was relieved to see I wasn’t even close. In fact I seemed smaller than usual and the pumping lust I felt seemed more concentrated in my asshole. “Stand up and come here.” I walked to his chair, my cock only inches from his face, though still separated by my thin briefs. It never crossed my mind that he should put on gloves or have another officer present, all I could think of was how nice his fingertips felt as he spread out my fingers and toes. He slid them from my ankles to just below my balls before making me lift my arms so he could stroke them down my biceps, through my pit hair, and around the trails of chest fuzz on my pecs and abs. “I need you to be honest with me now about something. It’s so I know where to place you for your protection in regards to any other inmates. I need you to tell me if you are sexually attracted to men.” His voice was so low I could feel it vibrate in my stomach as he peeled my hands from my crotch and slid the front of my briefs below my balls. I shook my head no. “I think you are lying. I am not asking you if you have a boyfriend or take it up the ass. I just need you to be honest and admit that you have tried it before and might be inclined to try more.” I’d experimented a few times with dudes at that point, twice in MFM threesomes with my ex-girlfriend, and a few times with a TA from my micro-econ class. He was nothing much, just an average late-20’s grad student, but I’d sensed he was into me when we broke into groups and discussed minority economic values. My group was covering homosexuals, and he was extremely willing to offer his help with lists of fetish gear, sex toys and products that were created and marketed solely for gay men. That same weekend I bumped into him at a party hosted in a large house split into 4 or 5 apartments. He fed me drinks all night and then asked if I would like to see some examples of gay-market products. It turned out he lived right below the party and was very happy to show me some porn and try on a leather jock and harness for me. I sucked him off a few minutes later and he returned the favor. After avoiding him for a few weeks, I ran into him again at a bar and we’d ended up sucking each other off regularly a few days a week since then. Last weekend, I’d even managed to get my cock in his ass for 10 seconds before I shot all over his hole. I apologized and he reassured me that maybe I was meant for the other end. I laughed at the thought, sure I would never let anyone or anything pierce my virgin hole. Suddenly, as my briefs dropped to my ankles and Tut spun me around, I was having doubts about remaining a virgin back there. I quietly told him he was right. “I thought so. I need you to bend over, spread your ass cheeks and cough.” I did as he said, part of me disappointed that he didn’t need more. He asked me to cough again, and simultaneously I felt something wet hit right above my hole on my cheeks. I tried to turn around and stand straight but Tut was now on his feet and was able to keep me still with one well-placed hand. “It’s KY, gotta be thorough,” was all he said before I felt one of his thick fingers pushing the liquid against my hole until it broke through, impaling me up to his second knuckle. “Nothing there…yet. You really are new to men.” He pulled his finger out with a plop and told me to stand against the wall. Looking down I couldn’t believe it when I saw that I was finally semi-hard, but only because of his finger in my hole. I waited there while he searched my clothes and put them in a bag, informing me I’d have to wear a jumpsuit instead of my jeans, since they had a bunch of zippers and buttons that could be used as weapons. He stepped out of the booth and grabbed a dark green jumpsuit and a pair of boat shoes, all imprinted with the name of the county jail. He set them on the bench, but gave me a look when I reached for them that told me not to get dressed yet, before calling in his partner, who I learned was named O’Malley. “This one is ready to be processed, bring in the other.” Nick was brought in and I turned bright red trying to cover my junk as he openly stared. I was humiliated knowing he was seeing me so vulnerable until he too was asked to strip. O’Malley was much more business-like with Nick than Tut had been with me, using gloves and remaining standing the entire time. When the time came for his privates to be searched, O’Malley asked Nick to lower his boxers to his knees. I almost asked why he got to keep his boxers when I was forced to wait naked, but I forgot all about it when Nick’s hard 8 inch monster uncut cock sprang from his boxers and thwacked against his tight abs. O’Malley quickly and calmly lifted Nick’s balls before asking him to bend over and cough which he did. I glanced around the room to see where the KY was for Nick’s fingering, when I realized there wasn’t any in the room. My eye caught the smirk on Tut’s face as he licked his finger before turning to the next page in the booking report. “For your safety, we encourage you to volunteer any information about your sexual orientation, religious beliefs, gang affiliations or medical history. This better helps us place you away from possible cell mates who might take offense or react violently to such information. Any thing you wish to volunteer at this time?” My heart sank at the idea that Tut had called out my bi tendencies so easily. “Nah, I’m good.” Nick said, absent mindedly pulling his hard cock away from his abs, leaving a string of pre-cum between his piss slit and the light blonde treasure trail from his 6 pack to his sparse, slightly darker pubes. “Don’t mind my bone, I had plans to take care of it with my girl tonight before this happened, but I guess it’ll have to wait.” “it better wait son,” Tut warned. “Lots of guys come in here hopped up on shit and go from straight to ‘a hole is a hole’ once they are stuck in a cell over night. Just remember the guys in with you are gang members who would kill you for lookin at them wrong. Now get dressed before I make you go in there naked.” We both dressed, me in the jumpsuit, my t-shirt, briefs and the boat shoes, and Nick in his own shorts, wife-beater, boxers and a similar pair of well-worn slip-on boat shows. Somehow he managed to pull up his boxers and shorts last and my eyes never left Nick’s raging hard on until it finally disappeared under them, as O’Malley and Tut chatted in the corner. At that point, Tut took over our placement, cuffed us again and walked us back into the main cell area, stopping to uncuff and assign Nick to a floor-to-ceiling pexiglass cell that looked to be about 15 x 15, with benches along each side and padded mats stacked opposite a toilet and water fountain on the back wall. Nick seemed nervous when he looked at the two drunks sharing his cell, but I was relieved that all the talk of gang-members was just to scare us. I tried not to verbally groan at the thought of us being separated when Tut made it clear I wasn’t going to be in this cell. Instead he had me follow him down a long hall to a newer portion of the jail which connected to the long-term cells, which housed the rare local criminal charged with up to 90 days. Luckily they each had their own cells on the next level up, so right now I was the only resident of a cell twice the size of the one Nick was in. I was pleasantly surprised to see that this cell had benches not just along the walls, but a row in the middle as well. Plus the toilet and drinking fountain were tucked behind a small partition, giving me at least a little privacy. Tut told me he had to finish my paperwork, but in about 30 minutes most of the staff would be going home, leaving him as the only person on duty for this area. As he walked away I stared intently at his tight blue slacks, hoping to see a sign that his cock might be hard in them. I picked a spot half way down the back wall of benches and found that I could only be seen from the chest up. This encouraged me to reach back into my jumpsuit and fondle my cock and balls. I still didn’t seem to be able to get hard, so I decided to see if I could jumpstart my dick with a little finger play around my hole. I hit the can quickly to be sure my ass was clean, and was surprised at how easily my soapy finger bottomed out in my tiny hole. My cock started to throb to hardness while I worked the finger in and out, imagining my girlfriend’s tits, but accidently including Nick’s hard cock or Tut’s open shirt revealing his thick mat of black chest hair and O’Malley’s shirt sleeves stretching across his broad shoulders and biceps, before sinking down into the small waist of his pants. I looked towards the entrance to be sure I was alone and realized, from this seat, I could see all the way out the windows opposite the cell, and into the windows of the older part of the building, including the officer’s booth and the room where we’d be stripped searched. By the time I’d gotten to full mast, I had two fingers in my ass and a third knocking at the door. Just in time, Tut stood up from the officer’s station computer, and walked out. I tried standing a little taller to catch a glimpse of where he went, but there was no need. Less than a minute passed before Tut and the Hispanic clerk led two young men into the strip room. Both around my age or maybe a few years older, one was white, as tall as Tut, covered in tats and shredded. His 6 pack had a 6 pack. The other was a black guy, a few inches shorter, but probably still taller than my 6 feet, with a couple tattoos. He wasn’t as ripped but had way more muscle mass. He probably could have ripped me in half like a phone book. My cock was twitching in anticipation as they disrobed. I would guess most men would probably be too short for me to see much other than belly buttons and up, but these two were just tall enough that as each pulled out his dicks, I could see all of Whitey’s Dick, including the snake tattoo running the length, and all but the very low-hanging head of the black guy. I moaned outloud and worked the third finger in. A ding signaled an elevator door opening from the corridor past my cell that led to the upper levels. Scrambling to pull up my discarded briefs and jumpsuit, I accidentally caught my foot in the ads of the briefs, ripping it open an out an inch right where the rear fabric meets the fly. I barely got them to my knees, and sat back on the john as a chubby latino guard rounded the corner and did a head count of 1, me, and radioed it to the guard station. I don’t know a lot of Spanish, but I did manage to get him referring to me as the ‘maricon’ with la pingita Bonita, Aka the fag with the pretty little prick. Shamed, I remembered myself, and pulled on my clothing. Drugs might have made me horny and clouded my judgment, but I wasn’t going to go queer just because my hole felt hungry. I just managed to get my jump suit back on when the two thugs, now redressed, rounded the corner. “Hey Charlie, you’ve got roommates now. This is Derrick and Dante, in to sleep off their buzz, but I think they can do it better with you than in the tank. They will keep you company while you enjoy the view.” Tut directed them inside the cell and flashed another knowing smirk. He must have seen me watching the step search. This guy should be a detective. Before Tut had even finished locking the door, Derrick and Dante proceeded to shed their shirts and saggy shorts leaving Derrick in a wife beater and boxers, and Dante in just his boxer briefs, which did nothing to hide his black anaconda from my indiscreet eyes. “tut was right, you are one of the brotherhood, ain’tcha?” Derrick was opening groping his tattooed cock through his ratty boxers as he wondered over and sat right next to me. “what? Brotherhood? I dunno what you…” I trailed off when Dante joined in the fun but massaging his growing lump. “its cool son. Tut told us you like Dick sometimes. Don’t mean you a faggot, just means you need a bro to reload yo tank wit baby batter.” Dante revealed the head of his uncut black monster from the leg of his undies as he finished explaining my urges, which only furthered my belief that this had to be a dream. “I’m not, I mean, I don’t do that shit man. That officer, tut, he is fucking with me is all. I got a girl on campus and I’m just high right now.” It took me a moment to realize I was still watching them jerk while I clung desperately to my hetero life. “I feel dat Charlie. My first time tryin Tina, I was pounding this sweet teenage cunt for 10 hours straight before she passed out. Hitchin my way home, this queen ol white faggot agrees to trade me a ride if he can swallow this shit,” Dante took this opportunity to extract his full 9 inches of uncut mahogany. “so I pounded his throat and pussy for another 4 hours. Now I get all my crystal free from ol fairies like dat, and I get to bust a nut on they face too.” “looks like this preppy asshole is still getting used to partyin with cousin Tina, Dante. Yo chuckie, how long you been partyin?” Derrick lowered his boxers and pulled out a thin 7 inch cut woody with the snake now fully exposed. His cock was not as big as Dante’s, but his balls were gigantic, and somehow he’d managed to keep his prince albert even though I’m sure that should have been confiscated during his search. “what time is it? 2ish? About 4 hours.” I couldn’t help it, I unzipped my jumpsuit and slid it to my waist. “nah bro, not how long this trip, how long since you first partied ever?” Derrick took the opportunity to reach over and pull my shirt up, uncovering my 4 pack and decent pecks, all covered in downy chestnut hair. He began to stroke my nips and run his tattooed fingers through the fuzz. “about 4 hours. Hypothetically if I was high, which I would never be, especially in jail, then hypothetically I might have had to swallow some Tina and g. But if anyone is listening or if either of you is working for the police, again, this is all hypothetical.” Dante chuckled at my paranoia, and came over to my other side. “Damn Charlie man, it’s your first party and you are spending it like this? That’s not cool dawg. Dante, you think you can talk T into a visit upstairs?” Derrick said, scooting closer so his arm was around my shoulder. Dante nodded and reached down into my jumpsuit, firmly grasping my ass before winking at me and walking to the Plexiglas door and pressing a small button. It dawned on me that the button would call Tut or whoever else was on duty, and I asked if we should get decent. Both guys laughed at me. “what’s up D? Ah, I see you are warming up the rookie I lined up for you, you guys can’t think I still owe you more?” Tut had unbuttoned his top three buttons on his uniform shirt and had obviously been working his cock, which I could finally make out in his blue slacks. I was extremely confused when he mentioned owing Dante and Derrick, since they were locked up and yet I was beginning to learn that nothing was what I expected here. “nah pig, you done fine by me, but dis boy is in on his first party ride and you know dat shit ain’t right. You think he needs a trip up top? Seems fair since you was da reason he took it in da first place.” Dante must have convinced Tut, because he immediately opened the cell and told me to pull up my jumpsuit but keep it unzipped. He cuffed me and led me back into the hall, radioing O’Malley as he firmly directed me to the elevator I’d heard buzz before. Part two Moments later I found myself inside the jails main surveillance room, a dark windowless room with a few dozen screens making up one wall and a few desks with individual viewing stations spread through it. On the elevator ride up I’d assumed we were going to a private cell on the 2nd or third floors for privacy. Tut showed me on the screens in front of him that the only places where the cameras couldn’t see consisted of the back row of my holding cell, one corner of the guards’ station and this very room. That was why he brought me up here to do what he had planned. My mouth was watering at the thought he might let me suck on the still mysterious bulge in his trousers, but no such luck. Imagine my total surprise when he whipped out an odd looking pipe and a small bag of crystals identical to those I’d swallowed earlier, except 4 times as many. “if I’d known you were a virgin with this too, I’d have snuck you up here as soon as I got this stuff from Dante.” He said, while demonstrating how to light the pipe. I’d only smoked pot a few times, so this was entirely foreign to me, which is why I thought he was kissing me when he pulled me close to shotgun the smoke into my mouth. I got the drift when the cloud was blown in my face and caught the last of it before Tut really did pull me in for an urgent kiss. Removing my cuffs, and handing me the pipe, tut explained once more how to light it. I thought I was doing well until he saw my exhale, and demanded I get a hit ‘like a man.’ So he held it and lit it for me, and that inhalation was so big I almost passed out. We passed the pipe a few more times before I really started to feel it, at which point I forgot to be straight, and reached for Tut’s bulge. “hold on Charlie boy, I’ll get it out for you to play, if you’ll lose the suit and let me see that bubble butt again.” He didn’t have to ask me twice. I was stripped to my briefs before he’d undone a single button on his fly, allowing me to take over and rip it open. Onside he wore a jockstrap which was stretched to capacity with the biggest Dick I’d ever seen. 9 inches at least and as big around as my fist, this meat was perfect. I worked the tight foreskin down over his head a few times, eliciting a moan. He followed my groping with some of his own, stretching a hand behind me and pressing it between my cheeks in search of my hole. When he realized the fresh rip allowed him to get his fingers inside me, he almost took me right there on the floor of the dark room. Instead he bent me over a desk and tore the briefs further so he could eat my hairy butt. I thought it was a weird idea until I felt it happening and finally understood that I was destined to be a bottom bitch after that moment. Once his tongue had me loosened, Tut whipped out the crystals once more and inserted a couple directly into the spit-sloppy sphincter. “once those melt, you’ll be ready for me to pluck that cherry. In the meantime, we gotta get you back downstairs before Derrick and Dante flip out over me taking their toy.” Tut rebuked his pants and I stepped back into the jumpsuit. Some quick thinking before we left inspired him to take some scissors and slice the rear end of my jump suit, so he could have three fingers working my rosebud all the way back to the cell. Once we checked that we’d gotten everything, I looked up once more at the monitors and caught Nick balls deep in the throat of some young twinky looking drunk in his cell. Hopefully he’d have enough left over to give me a shot at it too. As soon as the door to the cell shut, Dante and Derrick could tell I was spun to a new level. Before either one could say one more word to convince me to try sucking their dicks, I was already on my knees behind the middle bench, working my first ever black cock into my throat. “aw fuck yeah faggot, suck that Dick.” The Tina had dried out my throat, otherwise I was damn near positive I could have had him all the way to the short and curlies. I only pulled off somi could try the snake on my other side. Somehow I’d expected I’d choke on the ring dangling from Derrick’s Dick head, but it seemed just as easy as Dante’s. Meanwhile, Dante discovered the easy access panel on my butt and began working his fingers inside me. “puck Derrick, this cunt has been prepped wit a booty bump I think. I bet I could get his cherry.” Dante began to work his cock through the cloth barriers towards his fingers, when O’Malley’s voice stopped him. “you do that and Tut will break it off. He claimed this one as soon as he saw him outside Andre’s. Besides, you guys need to cool it. Hector is on his way down for his last headcheck before we dim the lights for the night.” Both guys hurried to dive back into their street clothes while I wobbled to the bench. Sure enough O’Malley had just turned the corner towards the old building when we heard the elevator ding and Hector appeared from the other direction. “unos, dos, tres in cell b,” he read into his radio. “time for bed chicas.” He laughed at his own joke before hitting the switch which shut down all but a third of the overhead light fixtures. Once we were clear, my thug cellmates took off everything and began tag-teaming my throat. “damn bro, he’s already got me close.” Derrick said right before we heard the cell door unlock. “Good, let him get you off, but just pull out before he swallows it. I want you to shoot on his hole so I don’t ruin him on his first go around.” I didn’t need to look to know that the voice belonged to Tut, or that the following clomps and rustles were from his clothing hitting the floor. “fuck Tut, I been waiting years to see you seed some ass, get that ramrod over here and make dis bitch scream. Is O’Malley coming too?” Dante moved out of my sight, leaving only Derrick and his sweaty, rippling tattooed muscles. I heard Tut begin to explain when O’Malley would be joining us, only to be interrupted by the announcement that Derrick was gonna shoot. Quicker than a speeding sperm load, Derrick whipped me around and bent me over the bench. I jumped when he managed to rip the jumper and briefs even further, and got his piercing and most of his dick head inside me. He might have gone further, but not with a hole as tight as mine and how close he was. “FUUUUUUUUCCCKKK BITCH HERE IT CUUUUUUUMS!” I felt very little actual response in my hole considering how long his grunts and thrusts continued. It was almost a full two minutes before his soft head slid back out. I reached back to feel if there was any difference and was rewarded with a slimy, sloppy open butthole. Tut and Dante wasted no time in getting me on my back on the center bench, with Tut between my legs and Dante straddling my head. Tut’s cock must have grown another half inch to an inch since I’d seen it before, but there was no chance to double check since Tut slammed most of it inside me on his first thrust. In spite of the rimming, fingering and booty bump, I was still a virgin teenager, and I screamed bloody murder until Dante’s cock shut me up. Once Tut managed to slide it all the way in, it took no time at all to work his way up from slowly working a few inches at a time, to pounding me balls deep like a jack rabbit. Somewhere in my drugged haze I heard Tut welcome O’Malley and another guy in to watch ‘some bitch’ (me) get his v-card punched. O’Malley responded with something funny about my hole definitely ‘getting punched,’ but I couldn’t really see or hear anything with Dante’s legs around my head. I never wanted either of them to stop, but Tut had other plans, pushing Dante away so he could lean in close over me and look me in the eye when he informed me he was seeding my hole. The sound he created as he dumped a gallon of jizz up my guts, was somewhere between a cry and a roar. Unlike Derrick’s deposit, I didn’t need to reach down to be sure Tut was cumming inside me, each pulse of sperm caused his cock to expand and contract against my prostate. I reached for my aching, stiff rod, but Tut told me no. I tried to lock my legs around his neck to keep him inside me, but Tut easily overpowered me, and told Dante to resume fucking my face while he got the next dude to tuck my sweet creamy hole. I had no idea who else was now in the room, since my vision was blocked by Dante’s massive meat in my face or by Tut’s hulking hairy chest. I decided I could care less who the next Dick in me was once it lined up with my hole and sank in. I wondered if this cock belonged to O’Malley since it was almost as big as Tut’s and his was the only one I hadn’t seen. My anticipation was short lived when Dante dismounted to keep from cumming too soon. Looking up I immediately recognized the blond thin body that was violating my raw buns as belonging to “Nick!” His closed eyes popped open when I cried out his name, and his first response was to pull out. Just in the ‘nic’ of time I managed to grasp his hips and pull him back in, insisting he continue pounding me. “holy shit Charlie. They told me you were upstairs. They said there was a cumdump in here for me to seed and I was so fucking horny bro, I swear I had no idea it was you. I didn’t even see you until” I leaned forward and pulled his tee shirt until he was close enough that I could make him shut up by shoving my tongue in his mouth. That was too much for poor Nicky, and 30 seconds later I took his load right along side Tut’s and Derrick’s. He barely caught his breath when Dante tossed him off my ass and took over. I yelled out something about discussing it later before being force fed O’Malley’s red-framed 7 inch cut slab. Before the next shift came in at 6am, I managed to take 11 loads. I swallowed one each from O’Malley and Dante, and was bred by two from nick, two from Tut, two from Derrick, and one from Dante, O’Malley and some random inmate from upstairs who bred me doggy style. My first time bottoming and I never even saw one of the men who bred me. Once the morning shift arrived, I was processed and released on bond. Nick and I were awkward for the next few weeks until we had to appear in court. The night before we were set to go in, we got together to verify we had all the necessary paperwork. He was in my room for less than five minutes before he had my legs over my head and began working his Dick in my tight hole. Thank goodness my roommate was gone that night, because Nick stayed over and continued breeding me until we left for court. It turns out the evidence was filed incorrectly, and we both got off Scott free. Officer Tutelli was kind enough to come inform us in person at the court house. He also informed us that we could get picked up for drunk and disorderly whenever we felt like coming back for seconds. We took him up on that offer then and there. What followed was three days of gang-bangs and drugs that finally settled it. I plead guilty on all counts of being born a bottom bitch boy

Part 7 Only days after Cunt (previously Johnny) joined the den, we got 2 new whores and 2 new handlers. And a new place. First came Brian, a 53 year-old middle-aged man who was not quite a bear but stood out among the muscled crew of handlers. Brian is a divorced man who lives out of a room at the Motel 6 owned by Henry. The man is a full redneck daddy: he seemed to only own one pair of faded jeans and always wore a pair of brown leather shoes. On top, he only ever wore a stained wife-beater and sometimes a flannel over it. Brian is a sex addict above anything, which is how we found the sleazy motherfucker. Before living at the motel, he served jailtime after he was caught fucking the shit out of some bitch in an alleyway. She had her fishnet stockings ripped and her thong pulled down, makeup sloppy and smeared, drool hanging from her lip, hair everywhere, and wobbling in her stiletto’s. Brian was fully clothed except for his thick, white, 9-inch pole poking out of his fly and ramming into the girl’s cunt. He had one hand tightly clutching one of her tits under her crop top and the other hand jammed into her mouth while he fucked her. After Brian got out of jail, he wasn’t welcome home anymore. Shortly after, he lost everything in the divorce, including full custody of his 2 teenage daughters. With child support, court fees, motel bills, and his crack addiction, Brian has racked up thousands of dollars in debt. When Henry saw sketchy guys coming in and out of Brian’s room, he knew Brian had started selling crack. Then he referred him to us, and to save money, Brian moved in. The den was getting pretty stuffed. Cunt had gotten sick on his second week from how badly abused his body and probably the sheer filth he’s constantly living in. Being one of my whores is hard on the body for sure. We decided to give Cunt a long rest where he got a space on the mattress. Brent would bring him food every day and keep him well groomed. The two of them got the bed in the main room together so that the others didn’t get sick. Brent didn’t mind getting sick with Cunt. At 4PM one day, I came from getting Cunt his biweekly waxing and tanning and saw Brent spooning Cunt. Brent was fully clothed, while Cunt was only in a jockstrap, as per the house rules. Brent was keeping him warm. He’d grown especially affectionate for Cunt, and I was getting concerned something was going on there. I decided to wait and see – as long as Brent and Cunt were both making me money, I didn’t give a fuck. Later that night, Brian arrived with 2 suitcases. He had no car, so Henry had given them a ride. They both came in. Henry had already informed me of the situation. “Welcome, man,” I said. I didn’t mean it. We only had one bed and a mattress, which means if Brian was going to be a handler, then the whores were gonna get the floor. “Nice to be here,” Brian responded unenthusiastically. No honor amongst thieves; I just didn’t trust the guy. Fortunately, Brian’s suitcase contained several pounds of crack, some wrapped pipes, a couple loose pairs of underwear and socks, and a couple pairs of dirty underwear he stole from women he fucked. The other suitcase contained $5,000 in cash. I saw how this was going to work. Brian was going to be my main crack sell. And it was good to have such a supply in the house at all times. Henry brought some sheets and pillows from the motel that he tossed onto the floor. That was for more sleeping/fucking space. He was going to sleep on the sheet in the main room while I got the mattress in the den with Faggot. Cunt and Brent would sleep in my bed. Brian’s eyes looked around the room and settled on the sleeping Cunt. He mostly preferred fucking women and trannies, but he has fucked countless boys to satisfy his sexual appetite when the others were scarce. Cunt had a perfectly smooth and shiny olive skin that was completely exposed. I sensed danger. “$200,” I demanded. “If you wanna fuck that boy right now.” “WHAT!” Brian barked. “That little whore is probably worth $20 at most. I don’t pay for fags.” Unpleasant dude. “Boy is sick, and if you fuck him now he’s gonna be sick for even longer and we’re gonna lose money. Besides, if you wanna fuck him, you have to get his permission.” I nodded over to Brent, who was peacefully asleep with his boy in his arms. “YO! BRENT!” Brent didn’t wake up. Before I knew it, I saw Brian throw two hundred dollar bills on the bed, crawl into the bed practically crushing Cunt who lazily woke up, and started groping him and licking him. Henry whistled. “I don’t think he’s fucked all day,” Henry said. “Guy was talking about how excited he was there were little fag boys here.” “Well, fuck. Cunt’s in trouble, but I got my money. Brent might kick his ass.” I said. I needed to make sure nothing bad happened, but Brian was already trouble. “Who are you? Please…stop,” Cunt moaned, still groggy from sleep, but Brian seemed to barely notice he said anything. Before he could grasp what was happening, Brian began slobbering all over Cunt’s face and kissing him aggressively. Cunt tried to move his face away, but at this point Brent was stirring. “Yo…what the fuck? WHAT THE FUCK! THIS BOY IS MINE, I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!” “Yeah good morning, you fucking idiot. Looks like you’re losing control of your boy, but don’t worry. The man dropped 200 to have him and it’s on the bed somewhere,” I said, standing there just watching Brian molest Cunt. All of a sudden, I heard screaming from the Den. “AGGHHH! AHHH! AHHHH! NNGGG! AHHH! HELP!” “SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID FAGGOT! YOU SCREAM ONE MORE TIME AND I’LL FUCKING KILL YOU!” It was Henry’s voice, which had quickly changed from his usual jovial tone to a menacing, violent one. “MMMMMMFFF!” a muffled scream. “SHUT!” Loud smack that sounded like it broke some cheekbones. “MMMF!MMMMF!” “THE!” Second loud smack. “FUCK!” Third loud smack. “UP!” Fourth loud smack. The door to the Den was open. I rushed in and saw Henry raping Faggot. I actually got worried because it’s been a while since I heard Faggot scream like that, and I thought I might have had to actually tell Henry to back off. A bottle of maximum impact and a $50 bill was right next to Faggot’s knees on the mattress. I assumed Henry had sprayed the bottle into the dirty towel he pressed tightly against Faggot’s face. Faggot was struggling to breathe, only inhaling the chemicals of the drug. His eyes widened in alarm and arousal and he instantly seemed to start fading and losing control. Henry’s other hand was gripped around Faggot’s throat tight enough to choke him to death. “HEY! HEY, YOU’RE GONNA KILL THE KID!” I barked, wrestling Henry off of Faggot. What has gotten into the man today? Henry fell backwards, his dick ripping out of the blond twink’s little pink hole. Drops of old cum splashed out of his newly formed rosebud. Faggot collapsed, tears in his eyes. He was beyond fucked up and just trying to catch his breath, but his eyes were filled with panic and fear. “WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?” I roared. “WHAT’S GOTTEN INTO YOU?” I rushed over to Faggot, throwing the dirty towel aside, and picking him up gently into my arms. Tears were now streaming down his face, and he looked up at me with those helpless blue eyes as if to beg for forgiveness for causing me to intervene. Is this how Brent felt for Cunt being sick? Am I starting to feel for the kid? “Sorry, bro,” Henry said, almost as if waking up from a dream. “He just looked so sexy and it made me so violent all of a sudden. Might be all the crack that I smoked with Brian today. Haven’t busted a nut in 4 days. Sorry, man. And…sorry to you too, bitch.” Faggot’s eyes haven’t moved from me. “It’s alright, bro. You can fuck this boy up, but you can’t kill him. He’s OK. Give him a second. And when he seems alright, you can fuck him again. You can still abuse the shit out of him, just make sure you tweak him up first and don’t do anything that might kill him, alright? He’s fragile. I’ve injured the kid a lot just from regular fucking.” It’s true. While his skin was mostly still glossy, Faggot was covered in bruises and sometimes even sported a black eye. “Are you ok, babe?” I said tenderly, now turning my attention to the boy in my arms. I kissed him on the lips gently. “Daddy…” he squealed weakly. His voice trembled. The boy wasn’t alright, but his breath was coming back. I gently laid him back down on the mattress and pocketed the 50 bucks. I nodded to Henry. “Go service your john, slut. You’re ok now. He paid for the full hour and if you don’t respect him just because he got a little too rough, you’re going to get a real beating from me and this next hour is going to hurt like fucking hell.” Faggot’s eyes pleaded with me. He was too scared to even look at Henry. The boy had just gotten back from grooming and was minding his own business when Henry just stormed in and took him by force. I didn’t care, though. Henry, this time, calmly saddled back up to Faggot, who inched forward instinctively. Henry grabbed the boy and pulled him back into him. He lined his dick, which was just hanging out of his jeans, right at Faggot’s hole. He looked down and just dropped a few globs of spit before pushing right in. “OW!” Faggot cried. He grimaced, struggling to relax while Henry continued to push forward. He quickly shut up, though, as he sensed that any more complaints may get him more punishment. Feeling guilty, Henry began kissing Faggot’s neck as he pumped him. “Baby, baby,” he said sensually in Faggot’s ear. “I’m sorry baby. You just make me so horny and it made me want to do bad things to you. It’s because you’re too beautiful, baby. Forgive me?” Faggot craned his back to look at Henry. “Yeah, of course. Fuck me, sir,” he said. “Good boy,” Henry groaned, kissing him deeply while he began picking up the pace of his thrusts. Faggot moaned softly and turned back forward as Henry kept kissing him all over. The fucking never stopped, but at this point, getting fucked hard is just an indispensable pleasure for Faggot. “Good boy! I love you, baby,” Henry moaned, his eyes rolling back into his head with pleasure as he continued to pump straight into Faggot. “I love you so much, baby. I’m just gonna make love to you today, ok? Hey. Kiss me baby.” Faggot knew this was wrong. Whether it was his choice or not, he knew he’d get punished later for having intimate, affectionate sex with a john. He was only allowed to show love for me. However, he couldn’t turn Henry down since he was his whore for the hour, so I made a mental note to really fuck him up when Henry was done. I walked back out to see how Cunt was doing. 2 socks were stuffed in his mouth and he was bouncing up and down on Brian’s cock. Both of Brian’s hands were wrapped around Cunt’s neck to hold him in place while he pumped mercilessly into the little Latino twink. Meanwhile, Cunt’s delicate hands were clasped tightly around Brian’s hands, weakly trying to pry them off. Cunt’s cries were gargled by the socks, but tears had surfaced in his eyes as Brian fucked up into him, alternating between jackhammering into him and just pounding him deep. “Mmmph,” he squealed weakly in resignation, his head lolling over to the side. He looked helplessly over at Brent, who was sitting in the corner smoking a cigarette and watching Cunt in silence, showing no signs of intervening. As much as he took care of Cunt earlier, he stopped giving a shit about Cunt’s well-being as soon as he got paid. “Just gonna leave him? He seems to be asking for your help,” I said. “Fuck man, I just made $200 and all I have to do is let this guy fuck him? If he wasn’t sick, I’d let him take him for the night.” Brent turned to Cunt and spat towards the bed, which was squeaking violently with Brian’s pounding. “You better get used to it, Cunt. I’m not gonna help you. I’m just going to sit back and enjoy the view.” A shit-eating grin spread on Brent’s face as more tears streamed down Cunt’s face. “Such a fucking nice hole. So fucking nice. He’s so fucking tight I bet it hurts,” Brian grunted as he fucked. He pressed his mustache to the nape of Cunt’s neck and whispered, “No one’s going to help you, bitch. I went to jail for fucking a whore I paid good money for, and I wasn’t even hurting her. I should’ve raped her and beaten her. So, you know what I’m gonna do? I’m gonna rape you for my pleasure and you better get used to it, because no one’s coming to save you here. I fucking hate whores like you. And you’re a fucking faggot too. Fucking worthless piece of shit. Yo, give him some of my crack.” He let go of Cunt’s neck and ripped the socks out from his mouth. The boy gasped for air. Brent was there promptly with a packed crack pipe and slipped it straight into the boy’s lips. The first good thing to happen to the boy. He eagerly drained the crack as hard as he could. It was some strong stuff. “Holy…holy shit,” he cried. “Holy shit too... too much! Fffuck I’m too high…. Fff” “You guys are sick,” I laughed. My dick was getting hard just watching Brian use the boy. “Alright boys, I gotta make a delivery. Yo Brent, don’t let him break the boy, alright? Remember he’s sick.” “I’ll make sure he rests after this crazy motherfucker is done raping him. Actually, you know what?” Brent stood up, waddled over, slipped his basketball shorts down to his ankles revealing his fully hard cock that Cunt only knew too well by now. “Gag on it, whore.” At that moment, I heard loud yelping from the Den. “FUCK! FUCK YES! FUCK ME, SIR! FUCK ME HARD!” Faggot cried. That was the signal he had just taken a real deep blow of poppers. “YEAH, BABY? YOU WANT ME TO FUCK YOU HARD? DAMN, YOU’RE SUCH A FUCKING FAGGOT! I’M GONNA FUCK YOU HARD, BABY! I’M GONNA FUCK YOU SO HARD I’M GONNA BREAK THIS LITTLE PUSSY!” “FUCK YEAH, DADDY! FUCK ME I LOVE IT!” “YEAAAAHHHH, BABY YEAHHH! I LOVE YOU BABY! I WANT YOU TO HAVE MY BABIES! DO YOU WANT MY BABIES, BOY?” “FUCK YEAH! FUCK ME OVER AND OVER UNTIL YOU KNOCK ME UP, SIR!” Hearing this, Brent rushed into the Den, crushing over all the garbage and swooping onto Faggot. “LET ME IN THAT HOLE!” he roared. “MOVE OVER, LET ME GET UNDER HIM!” “Fuck yeah, get in here Papi!” Henry exclaimed excitedly. “AHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHH HOLY FUCKING SHIT!” Faggot’s pained boyish voice rang above Brent and Henry’s mutual groans of pleasure. This was followed by gurgled screams followed by a battery of smacking sounds. As soon as Brent joined the fray, there were slaps on the face, spanks on his ass, a full chokehold, fingers down his throat, and a fistful of golden hair all happening at the same time. Henry had just been enjoying sex with Faggot now they had made up after he nearly killed the boy, but that intimate encounter quickly changed now that the two men realized how much damage they could do together. Four hands were striking all over the boy out of nowhere, accompanied by spit flying from both men. Faggot’s eyes looked helpless, but by now I could tell he was enjoying it. Fuck my delivery. I wasn’t about to be the only man in my own house not having sex. I rushed over to Cunt’s now empty mouth, unzipped my fly, and shoved my dick into his mouth. “Suck it,” I ordered, grabbing his head and pushing him down. I held him there until he gagged so hard he almost vomited. I pulled him up for a breath, and then started fucking his face. Brian started fucking harder. I didn’t think it was possible, but it seemed like Brian had never tried to fuck this hard in his life. And he always fucked hard. Every thrust wasn’t deep enough, didn’t pound him hard enough. Cunt’s mouth was so wet, and I was already so hard from the whole scene that I quickly got close. And good god, the boy started really sucking his best. As much as he feared us, Cunt had begun to enjoy giving us pleasure. “I’m gonna cum!” I groaned. I pulled out of his throat and immediately squirted several ropes of thick cum all over the boy’s face. A little bit got into his eye, and he squealed with the burn. “Fuck yeah, whore, look at all that cum on your face. Get over here,” Brian ordered, pulling the boy’s face to his and slobbering all over it. He spat harshly on him, mixing it with my cum slurping and spreading it all over his face and neck. He then pulled Cunt off his dick, threw the boy onto his stomach, jumped onto him and started humping him instantly. He jammed his dick into Cunt’s hole in one aggressive thrust, eliciting another cry, and slammed Cunt’s face into the mattress. He rammed like a predator devouring his helpless prey. “FUUUUCK YEAH! FUCK IT FEELS GOOD! Are you ready, whore? Are you ready?” He growled. He halted his onslaught, pulled out of the hole with a “plop” sound of the head, and then slammed back in and started fucking him like a savage animal. Even fully clothed except for his dick, Brian looked like an angry beast and Cunt looked like a corpse he was scavenging. His eyes had glazed over as if he was in shock, but tears mixing in with my cum. Brian seemed to continue fucking Cunt for what seemed like an eternity until he finally groaned in his ear, “I’m gonna cum in you, bitch.” “Here. You. FUCKING GO!” And with that, Brian surged forward and convulsed violently. Cunt’s cum-stained face came to life as he discovered a new pain he hadn’t known before. Brian was so deep it broke the second ring by force. He emitted several high-pitched screams as Brian bucked deeper and deeper. “Ahhhhh…. Ahhhh fuck yeah… fuck,” Brian groaned with relief, ignoring Cunt’s screams. A pleased smile broke out on his face. He collapsed onto Cunt, eyes closed. “My hour’s not over yet, bitch. Don’t think you’re done. Give me a minute and you’re about to get round 2 and I’m gonna give it everything I got.” Part 8 coming next

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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.

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

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This chapter is about my next boyfriend G. He is another amazing guy and once again my love of cock ended the relationship. Okay, to be fair, it was our mutual love of cock that ended the relationship. There's other stuff that happened, other guys that fucked be bareback, a lot of random sex during this time period; but I think this was my next step in my transformation into a cumdump. The timeline here gets muddy because I've already told stories that cross the timeline, so I hope you'll stay with me. As you know, I am an attorney. I work for a decently large firm with an international client base. This was about 3.5 years into working for the firm, so I was either on partner track or not by this point. I think I was because I was the 3rd attorney assigned to a case for a major client - partner, senior associate and me. It involved a decent amount of travel for depositions, client statements, etc. It was a total time suck. I was easily working 100 hours a week in order to bill out at 75-80 hours a week which means both weekend days as well as long weekdays. Granted, it's a U.S. law firm, not some jewel mine in West Africa - massages, free meals, gym, etc. It's at this time that I met G (manhunt, while working from home). Oh my fucking lord, he is gorgeous. People still refer to him as "that model you dated," even though he was a teacher. I was totally amazed at how into me he was. We met for drinks one night and drinks turned into dinner which turned into more drinks and dessert at another place and a hot makeout session in the car. He wanted to fuck me that night, but I refused. I was still thinking that guys don't want to date other guys who are too easy. But, I wanted to fuck so badly. That date turned into a second date and mind-blowing sex. I would tell you all about how I seduced him into fucking me bareback or how he seduced me into it; but it's what we wanted from the first time our clothes came off. We fucked 3-4 times every time we saw each other (no exaggeration). He almost always fucked me and came inside me. I was in total lust for G. He did ask me to fuck him a few times and I did. The first time he had the nerve to ask for a condom and I was like, "really?" He relented of course because it was a stupid request since he'd cum in me at least 30 times by that point. Then disaster struck. He called me one day and said he thought he had gonorrhea and said we should both get tested. I pretended to be surprised because I didn't want this to fuck things up with G. My doctor had told me the day before and I was literally, at that moment, freaking out about how to tell him that he should get tested when he called me. Later that week, we saw each other again and I thought he was going to break up with me. Instead, he was all over me the moment I got to his apartment. We fucked 3 times, as usual, in that 14-15 hour period. The next morning after round 3 I said we needed to talk about sex and the diagnosis. We hadn't talked about monogamy and I said it was time. I said we didn't need to stop fucking other people, we just needed to stop fucking them bareback. He agreed. I was really happy. And then disaster stuck again. The senior associate on the case was diagnosed with a rare blood/bone marrow disease, which I still never understood because my work load immediately doubled if not tripled. It was about time for summer interns to start, and I was worried about partner track, so I didn't immediate ask them to assign another senior associate to the case. Instead, we got another me (associate) and then a summer intern. But, my workload increased like crazy. I was sleeping in a hotel down the street from the office a few days a week. Travel also increased. This meant I couldn't see G as much and fuck did I want to see him. G and I started to see each other only on Fridays or Saturdays if we could. He understood and supported the partner track goal and we also still fucked like rabbits. One week we missed seeing each other and I had to travel the next week. I made up my mind to have sex on the road that week because I was now getting it all the time and totally needed to get fucked or I'd go crazy. I got online and found a dude to come fuck me. He was attractive and I was ready for it. I asked him to bring a condom and lube because I had made up my mind to do this while in the cab from the airport. Instead of going to the drugstore I got on Grindr while I was in the cab and had made arrangements by the time I'd gotten to the hotel. He got there and I had just finished showering. His picture must've been a bit old because he had a bit of a belly, but I was horny and didn't care. I wanted his cock inside me. We got naked and he sucked my cock and ate my ass and I was eventually begging him to fuck me. He lined his cock up to my hole and I was like, wait.....condom. He said he forgot to bring one and I said, then no fucking. I had promised. It was my fucking idea. I was not going to do this to G. I said, "Let's just do other stuff." He said sure and we sucked and he ate my ass some more and I ate his ass. His cock was nice, like 7" and perfectly shaped. He asked if I had any lube (forgot that too I guess). Genius idea - hotel lotion. I grabbed the lotion and hopped back into bed and we made out with me on my back legs spread and bent at the knee and him in between my legs and he put the lotion on both our cocks and we stroked and made out. Eventually my legs were on his shoulders and he was rubbing his cock on my ass again. I knew I was going to give up my ass this time if he pushed. He did. He slipped inside me this time and I didn't say stop. In fact, I moaned like a whore because it felt so good. He said he wouldn't last long and I said just fuck me. He told me when he was getting close and I said nothing. He came inside me and I blew all over myself. I had just cheated again - this time after it was my idea and had done it bareback, also violating my idea. The guy left and I felt kinda bad, but not too bad. Each other night that week, another guy came over and fucked me. Only one used a condom. That's 4 guys and 3 loads in my ass. I always told the guys safe sex only and then always gave in if they wanted it raw. I got back to G that weekend and we fucked like bunnies again. I said nothing to him, especially after I entered his bedroom and saw the lube/condoms/coke box out and open. I knew he'd fucked around too that week, but he said "Don't worry babe. I was safe." and he put the box away keeping the lube out. That night/morning I had to ride his cock 5 times. I was a cumslut for him and I loved it. When I was out of town the next week, I took the "safe sex only" out of all my profiles. I asked to get fucked bareback by every guy that hit me up and I got bred twice that week. The next week was the same. I even convinced a safe sex top to bareback me even though he was young and freaked out by the idea. He still shot his load in my ass though. This went on for a few months, but I didn't always have time to hookup so I wasn't always getting fucked on the road. Every weekend I couldn't get home from the airport soon enough to see G. I was falling for him and I knew it. He never took no for an answer and neither did I when it came to sex. If one of us wanted it, the other gave in no matter what was going on - the sushi delivery guy showing up while I was "load begging" was awesome. LOL One weekend, I was home but G was busy with his family. I was really horny, so I hopped online just to chat and jerk off. Instead I ended up talking to this average looking Latino guy who was into hot roleplaying. He asked if I could do anything what would it be. I said, "I want to pretend to be a safe sex only bottom. I want the top to convince me to let him in bareback. I want the top to make me admit I love bareback sex, that I only get fucked bareback, and then beg for his load in my ass." He said that was really hot. Then I said it - "Come over now and let's play." He came over and I was in my shorts and a tank. He immediately felt me up, but I said "roleplay" and we did. He talked to me about sex and slipped his fingers up my shorts. I pulled out his cock and sucked it. It was a nice fat cock. I loved feeling his cock stretch my mouth. I let him face fuck me for a while. He got me up and told me to strip. I did and he turned me around and rubbed his cock on my ass. I bent over and spread my ass for him. I asked if he brought condoms and he put them on the couch. I loved feeling his cock on me. He took me to the bedroom leaving the condoms on the couch. He bent me over the bed and ate my ass. He tongue fucked and fingered me. He said I had a sweet ass and was going to love fucking me. I asked if I had lube and I pointed to the dresser. He lubed his fingers and pressed them inside my ass. He lubed his cock and rubbed it on my ass. He said how tight my ass felt. He pushed at my hole with his cock and slipped his head in my ass. I moaned but said, "condom?" He said, "Let me just feel your ass like this for a bit. You moaned so it must feel good right?" I said, "Yes, but we should play safe." He just pushed in a bit more. I moaned again and bit my lip. I said, "We really should get the condoms." He said, "But I'd have to leave your ass. Let me just fuck you bareback for a while." I said, "Ok. As long as you promise to get a condom in a few minutes." He slid his whole cock inside my ass and said how good I felt. He started fucking me slowly and I was really loving his fat cock in my ass. I started moaning a lot. He said, "You like my dick in you huh?" I agreed. He fucked me some more and said, "Tell me how much you like it." I told him it felt amazing. He kept fucking me and said, "Feels good bareback doesn't it." I said yes. He said, "You don't want me to get a condom do you?" I said, "Just keep fucking me." He said, "You love getting fucked bareback don't you slut?" I said "Yes, I loved your bare cock in me." He then said, "You always bareback don't you? You were just trying to play safe because you just met me right?" He buried his cock in me as he said that. I said, "Yes. Guys always bareback me. No one knows, but I love getting fucked bareback." He asked me why I liked getting barebacked. I said it feels a lot better. He started fucking me harder. He said, "What else?" I was moaning and grabbing his fleshy ass. He said it again, "What else?" I said, "I like it when guys shoot their cum inside me." I actually felt his cock get harder inside me as I said it. He said, "Yeah you want my load slut?" I begged him for it. He slammed his cock in me and shot his load in my ass. I was so turned on that I came less than a minute later jerking off. It was so hot. He got dressed and left. I never saw him again. But, I did see those condoms still unopened on the couch. Fuck that was hot. It was a few weeks later that G and I broke up. He wasn't ready for the relationship with me. We'd been together for 6 months and the chemistry was awesome, but he could tell something was off. I had cheated on him bareback at least 2 dozen times and didn't feel guilty at all. Wow, I felt totally free from all that guilt I had from cheating on Michael. It was really freeing. I was sad that G and I broke up, but I was riding a cock in my hotel room down the street from work that night at 1am and begging for that guy's load, so I guess I didn't feel too bad. P.S. - I made partner

By now, the "No guys with BFs rule" had been obliterated. The next thing to go was condoms with hookups. This shouldn't be a surprise to y'all seeing how the story has progressed to this point, but to me it was a change. I had tried hard for years to be a "safe sex only" guy and I had been mildly successful given all the sex I was having; but I loved getting a load shot in my ass and it was becoming easier to just not ask for a condom. I guess y'all would call me a "closet barebacker." Not many of my friends knew unless they fucked me and I would still have condoms by my bed and still ask if a guy was "safe sex only" online. This began to change once I started to talk to a guy online who lived in the far suburbs. His name is Chris. I only ever met him twice. Once on a date which didn't go well and once at a club when he was making out with a friend of mine. Chris and I chatted online every time we'd be online. I asked him about his dates/tricks and he'd ask me. One night, as we were chatting he said something like, "and it was so sweet when I came in his ass" in reference to an 18 year old trick he'd just fucked the night before. I was shocked, or pretended to be, that he'd barebacked with a trick. He replied that he barebacked every guy he fucked. He said he hadn't used a condom in years and every guy, even the "safe sex only" guys, let him bareback them. I was immediately turned on and my dick started to get hard. That night I hooked up with a guy and let him bareback me. It was so awesome. I told Chris what I had done and he asked how the sex had been and I told him it felt amazing. He said that most bottoms want to get fucked bareback because it feels better but they won't ask for it raw because of diseases or fear that they'll be thought of as a slut. I said that was how it was for me. He told me to relax. We chatted like my hesitation and he told me about his conquests for months. I'd get hard as fucking imagining him fucking all those guys and how they all let him fuck them bareback. One Saturday morning, we were online early and he was telling me about his last hookup. I was also chatting with another guy who wasn't far from me. The guy I was chatting with was 22 and didn't have "safe sex only" in his profile. Chris was turning me on with his hookup story and I asked the guy I was chatting with if he "liked to fuck safe or bb?" It's a question I'd never asked before online, but I did because I really wanted to get fucked bareback that morning. The guy I was chatting with said replied that he, "preferred to fuck bare" and I said I did too. I gave him my address and he came over. 10 minutes later I was on my back and his bare cock was sliding in my ass. He fucked me hard and quick and asked if I wanted his load. I said yes and he shot it in my ass. After he left, I messaged Chris about what I'd done. He said I was a good slut. I laughed. As my online hookups progressed, I asked every guy the "safe or bb" question and most would say "bare" or "done both" or "depends." If a guy said "safe," I almost never met up with him. At this point, the condoms got put in a drawer and the lube stayed out. If a top wanted a condom, I still had them but I had to get one for him out of my dresser. I think the final straw for me with barebacking tricks was a dude visiting from Minneapolis. He was dirty hot and had a big dick. We met on manhunt and his profile was clear, he liked fucking guys bareback. We chatted for awhile and I was starting to think he was a "fake or flake" and then he said he wanted to come over. I gave him my address, cleaned out, and was waiting wearing only my running shorts when he got there. We chatted in my living room and he ran his hand up my running shorts and played with my asshole. I moaned and kissed him hard. He slipped my shorts off. I was naked and opened his jeans and sucked his cock. It had to be 8.5" cut. I sucked his cock and played with his balls. He took off his shirt and I helped him out of his pants while I was sucking his cock. We went to the bedroom and I laid back on my bed and he ate my ass. He tongue fucked and finger fucked me for awhile. Then, this guy who'd been really explicit about fucking me bareback, asked for a condom. I was shocked. I said, "You don't need to use one." He said, "I know, but can I have one." I got up and opened my drawer and handed him a condom. I grabbed the lube and put some on my ass and cock. He opened the condom as I was lubing his cock too. When I leaned back he said, "I'll use this if you want me to." I said, "You don't need to use a condom. I want you to fuck me bareback." He smiled at me and slid his bare cock in my ass. I moaned into it and bit down on my lip as his cock pushed inside me. Minneapolis Boy stretched me good and fucked the hell out of me. He made me beg for his load in my ass. I begged for it loudly. He shot inside me and I shot on my stomach. Minneapolis Boy and I fucked for his whole trip (3 days). I even called in sick one day so we could fuck more. He always made me ask for it bareback and he always made me beg for his load. I did both every time. He also told me I should throw away my condoms because I wasn't going to use them anymore. I threw them away. That was the end of my using condoms. Now almost everyone was going to get my ass bareback. I had only one rule left, poz guys had to wear a condom. More to come....

Yeah... feeling the actual cum shots is a pretty rare thing... not many guys past the age of 22 shoot that hard really. To me, the central attraction of bottoming is being penetrated by another man. What led me to bareback bottoming is the special connection you get when a man actually deposits his sperm inside you. Being bred has some sort of deep psychological effect that I can't define. But it's powerful enough that once I started taking loads, there was no turning back.