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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.

CHAPTER 1 From my earliest moment of sexual awakening, I knew something was happening to me. My body was maturing and my mind was taking on thoughts of sex as well as assembling, processing, and storing what I saw in my family, relatives, and even in the public be it in person or via television. I continued to process and refine. I finally knew without a doubt that I was a homosexual--gay. My seeing certain if not most men stimulated my psyche and libido. I became aroused realizing that my pulse had increased, my breathing came in shallow draws, a light sweat appeared on my body, my balls rolled around in their home, my cock pressure intensified on my underwear, and my eyes transfixed on my latest man of desire for the moment. At this same time, I had heard the catcalls and teasing given to perceived gay boys my age. I had heard the sneering remarks and ridicule given to my own kind. As tactfully as possible, I dissuaded most of the crowd with which I ran to turn to other matters at hand such as class assignments when at school, moving on to our intended destination (movie, swimming hole, ice cream, etc.), and athletic events when at competitions. I was a member of the cross country and swim team at my high school. Nothing of a super star--just an average runner and swimmer that allowed me to exercise and rid myself of some frustrating times. I was still growing but at a slower pace hitting the six-foot mark with muscles from running and swimming but also from the work that I did on my family's farm. I kept 160 pounds permanently marked on our bath room scales. I'm sure that part of that was from the black hair I sported all over my arms, legs, and chest. (It was not for nothing that several classmates called me "hairy ape" and "Neanderthal".) The full mat of black hair that covered my pubic region looked like The Black Forest with a darkened cut eight-inch slab of meat containing huge veins running along the top of it. It all went well with my blue eyes, dark skin--no one seems to know how that happened--short cropped hair, and the seemingly ever-present stubble of black hair on my face which hid my dimples mostly. I tell you all of this not out of pride necessarily, though I am proud, but to give you an idea of who I am. Of course, during the summer I wore very little as I worked around the family farm. This only enhanced my dark skin. The work also improved on my muscles and strength. One of the three ponds on our farm gave me the opportunity to swim to keep up my skill for competition but also was a problem in that they never contained clear water and didn't have the sides allowing me to push off to serve as my end of a lap. No complaints; just making an observation. So, once I hit high school, I found that there was a rumour mill that gave information to anyone who was plugged into it. Naturally, everything reported was always the truth--even when it wasn't and could be proved to be less than factually accurate. There was always some new topic that would pop up and make the rounds though. One had to decide for one's self if such was true as there just wasn't any real proof one way or another. Which led to a topic that got started about mid-year. The grapevine got all noisy late January. No one knows or admits to starting the information around the school. The topic was the local YMCA which was located downtown of course. No one could explain--nor did anyone ask--how the information was obtained but the word spread that the Y had a steam room where queers would hook up and suck cock. Now, that both excited me and made me skeptical as usual of the accuracy of the information. I just could not fathom that as a reality. The rumour kept up for about a month with it slowly fading out in importance to other more pressing high school factual rumours. However, I filed the information away for possible future reference and investigation if the opportunity arose. So, here I was a relatively new admitted gay male who had finally found out a meeting place for other males like myself. I had no clue when I could act on such information but knew that the first opportunity that availed itself for such I would investigate.

FF has become my favorite playtimes..yes, fucking and sucking is fun...and haveing your dick explode as you have orgasm is fun but, as I continue FF, I yearn for being stretched and feeling a man play with my inner sphincters....I love the feel of assgasms! It's a different experience all together....and once you are in the zone mentally, it becomes a spiritual moment. FFuckers know that experience I speak of..... the best experience I had was two years ago...the guy I was playing with started by letting his arm rest in me...as I relaxed and got used to his arm...he then slowly started playing with the interior of my ass and telling me that at this moment time has stopped and not to rush the experience....we played for hours and the highlight was that he was able to go past his elbow...I could feel my insides just open up for him....no pain...no thrusting or sharp movements...just his arm moving and making love to my guts....the assgasm I felt was an out of body experience.

This is something I really want to get into but have no real experience.

Trust me, you are way happier than them. I think that was their punishment

yup sucking strangers Cocks and swallowing the cum typically when i start with one it's hard to stop esp when i see or expect there's more to be had

CHAPTER 3 The 45-minute trip was a life time to me. The car was on my uncle's lot and locked tight. I had registered at the Y’s front desk, and been given a key to my room. I had carried my meager items into my room and looked around. Real dull and boring . . . but, I was eighteen-years-old, away from my family, and unsupervised for the first time ever. I had things to do. I took a quick stroll down to each end of the hallway of my floor. I found a door marked "SHOWERS" and went in. I found indeed a common shower room just like the one at my high school in the boys’ locker room. There were also lavatories and toilets. I decided to try out a toilet and went in the stall. As I sat there with excitement, I heard the hall door open and close. I waited. Soon, I heard a shower head sputter to life. I slowly got up, pulled up my shorts and secured them, quietly opened the stall door, and stepped out. I walked quietly to the corner of the row of stalls and peeked around the end of the wall. I saw a young guy lathering himself up. Quickly he rinsed himself. He then began adjusting the water nozzles until just a small stream of water was dribbling out. He next reached up to the shower head and flipped something. (I learned later it was a diverter.) Water began coming out of a small hose that was attached some way to the shower head. He took the hose, leaned himself against the wall, and began slowly to insert the hose into his ass. I watched in amazement and wonderment. Hell, I was shocked. He left the hose inside him but slowly he began shifting about on his feet. Water was filling him no doubt much like an enema bag. I waited to see what he would do. With great urgency, he quickly yanked the hose from his ass, pushed off the wall, turned and headed quickly toward me. I had no time to react and was caught spying on him. He smiled broadly as he sped past me to the nearest toilet stall. He closed himself in, and I heard a great splash of water followed by several smaller gushes of water. I was dumbstruck. My fellow resident soon came out of his stall naked and smiling. He looked to be in his early 20's, about five feet ten inches or so, weighed maybe 150 or 160, had blond hair, blue eyes also, almost no body hair, fair skin, a big smile on his face, and the owner of a cock about seven flaccid inches that swayed from side to side with each step he took. "Hi. I'm Ian. I'm betting this is your first time here if I'm reading your face reaction right." "Yes . . . first time. I'm Bill." I said. "Nice meeting you, Ian. Sorry I was spying on you," I said sheepishly. Ian stood there and looked at me. "I'm now going to bet you don't know what I'm doing. I bet you're here because you heard a rumor about the Y and came to check it out." He stood there smiling up to me with no shame at all at being naked in front of me. "Well, no, I don't know what you're doing. Yes, a rumor I wanted to check out," I said after coming out of my coma. Ian smiled big again. "I'm cleaning out. I want to be ready for tonight. Obviously, I'm a bottom and can't have problems back there. Tops don't like that at all. You a top?" Ian looked at me closely. I stood there not knowing what to say. What does an 18-year-old say to a naked man at the Y standing in the men’s rest room? "I don't know what you mean by top or bottom for that matter," I finally said quietly. Ian frowned, then, quickly beamed and said, "You really are a first timer then. Come on over to the shower and let me work some more." We walked over. As Ian stuck the hose tip into his ass once more, he said, "Bill, a top is a man like a husband. A bottom is a man like a wife. One fucks and one gets fucked. I'm a bottom which means I get fucked." He smiled widely again. "I'm getting my colon all cleaned out for obvious reasons. When a man sticks his cock in my ass to fuck me, neither he nor I want his cock coming out all covered in shit. So, I clean out." That made sense to me now. But I did have a worry now about learning men actually fuck men. Ian held on for a few seconds more before once more dashing off to a toilet. I stayed where I was inspecting the hose as a slow stream of warm water flowed out splashing on the floor. The tubing had been attached to the showerhead by a diverter valve on it allowing the water to go through the showerhead or through the hose for cleaning a bowel. Ian stepped up next to me. "Listen, I don't mean to be so nosy but I always am. I'm not putting a rush on you either. But the wolves will be after you for sure. If you want to ask anything of me, feel free. You won't embarrass me and will make me feel good that I helped you out. No charge. Just free unsolicited advice if you want." I thought a moment and watched Ian once more begin his ritual. "Ian, I do appreciate your information. I feel a bit confused and at a loss of what to do. You seem to know all about being here. I have no clue. I heard a rumor that men could be picked up in the steam room to get a blow job. Is that true?" "It sure is true. But, this floor on the weekend is almost exclusively guys who want to hook up. The front desk knows about what goes on and sometimes come up during a break to join in. No doubt they put you on this floor ‘cause you would definitely liven things up when the other residents see you. This place will be hopping all weekend. So, you can have as much fun as you want or as little as you want. It's all up to you. I can give you information but what you do with it is up to you," Ian said and smiled. I thought more as I watched Ian begin a slower twitching around. I noticed that my shoes were a little wet from standing in the shower with the water splashing around. My thoughts turned to what Ian had said earlier. Was I a top or a bottom? I thought about it. Seeing Ian naked was now affecting me. I now noticed that my shorts had a slight bulge in them from where my cock was pressing against the inside. "Well, Ian, seeing you all naked has had an effect on me. You're hot looking for sure. So, maybe I'm a top. At the same time, I'm also thinking about what you told me about cleaning out so a man could fuck. That sounds at least interesting, too," I said quietly. Ian turned around and looked at me. He laughed. "Don't take my laughing to be at you. You're just so naive and new. You do need someone to help you. Nothing more than get you through to finding yourself is all though. So, for now, we'll just treat you as both top and bottom or versatile until you decide what you enjoy most. There's no hurry to decide." Once more Ian dashed off calling back to me, "Bill, go back to your room and strip. Bring your key with you when you come back naked. We'll get you started." I stood there for a few more seconds then left. I returned as Ian had directed. Ian was heading once more to a stall and motioned me to follow. "Hold on." he said as he entered the stall. I heard the discharge once more and a couple more smaller amounts. Soon, the stall door opened and Ian was standing there with his cock standing straight out at me. He winked and held out his hand. I reached for his hand, and he gently pulled me in the stall with him. Ian knelt down and took my now rising cock in his mouth. I felt his tongue gently running up and down the full length. He also would stop and move his tongue in a motion attempting to go around it. I was heating up and having a shortness of breath. Ian didn't stop but continued until I thought I was going to explode . . . but I didn't. Just as I reached the point where I was going to cum, Ian stopped totally and came to a dead halt. I was about to scream. Quickly Ian pulled his mouth off my cock, adjusted his and my stances so that his legs straddled the toilet and I had my back to the stall door. Ian reached behind himself turned his head to me and said, "Step up to my ass and shove that cock of yours in me." I hesitated only a few seconds but did what I was told. There was some resistance but in his ass my cock went eventually all the way to my balls. "OH, FUCK! DAMN! THAT IS FUCKING HOT, MAN!" I was confused and yet my cock felt great. Without any coaching or encouragement, I put my hands on Ian's hips now firmly grasping him. I made slight adjustments to my stance and knew without coaxing what to do. I pulled my cock slowly out of Ian's ass now until just the head remained. I held still. Then, slowly, I pushed my cock deeper into Ian's ass. The sensation was almost unbearable. The nerve endings on my cock were in hyper drive of excitement. As I bottomed out, I realized I had broken out in a sweat. I steadied myself and once more began my withdrawal. Once more when I was still connected by only the head of my cock, I knew that I was no longer going to move in slow motion. Ian turned his head to me and said, "Yeah, Bill. Fuck me now good." My face looked on Ian's face. He smiled as did I. I drove my cock as deep as it would go slamming into his cheeks causing him to lose balance momentarily. I hastily withdrew and began a pounding of his ass with a determination. Ian moaned heavily with each thrust of my cut eight-inch cock that was now as hard as I had ever remembered it being. I felt the warmness and smoothness of his insides sliding up and down on my cock giving me such great feeling. I slammed into him harder and harder with each succeeding stroke. I had never fucked a man before but I knew now what I needed to do. I was determined not to disappoint. I felt my lungs heating up as my tempo increased. Sweat began to show more and more on me. I grasped Ian's hips harder still as we both made mini movements adjusting our positions one to another. More and more I drove my now fully hardened and stretched tight cock into Ian's ass. I began panting louder until I could no longer stand the feelings any more. I gripped Ian's hips like two vises slamming those hips full length on my eight-inch cock as I pile-drove my cock as deeply as I could into his ass where the first salvo of my DNA goo splattered onto his intestines after racing out of my balls and through the long piss tunnel. I shook and trembled heavily gasping in great gulps of air. More and more I felt my familiar white glue-like baby-making fluids fill Ian's ass. I could feel him squeezing his sphincter around my cock milking me for all I had. Ian began straightening upright but not so that my cock slipped from his ass. I wrapped my arms around him to steady us both. We both felt my cock slipping slowly from his body. Ian resumed his upward lifting as I wrapped my arms closer around him. My cock made a final quick exit allowing us to fully be upright as I held him close to me. We stayed that way for several minutes. "Well, we now know for sure you can fuck," Ian said quietly. "I guess I need to find out about getting fucked, too," I said equally as quiet. "I'll need your help on that as well if you're willing." "We better get started on prepping you then just in case. Can't have you making a mess your first time," Ian said. "You watched me using my shower shot. Just a word of instruction and caution: Take in as much water as you can just do not overfill yourself. It will take a few times to figure out; it's all in the pressure. Then, get to a toilet and discharge completely. Repeat the process as often as is needed to do the job. Just remember that each succeeding time you shove the hose up your ass there is a larger area that will need water to fill it up. Don't be surprised that by the end of your cleaning it will take a long time to fill your intestine. You're looking for clear water--total clarity. I'll stay with you for a bit just to help. And, don't worry about the hose and diverter--I leave it up all weekend. I take my tip with me though. I don't have an extra with me but you're welcome to use mine if you're okay with that." I told him I was, and he told me where to get my own. We departed the stall and walked to the showers. I mentally thought through what I had seen Ian do. To say that I made a good insertion the first time would be very less than truthful. But I did finally accomplish pushing the tip up inside me. The sensation of the tip sliding in my ass felt very strange . . . and very good. Ian stood close by. I felt a slow warm feeling filling me until I felt completely bloated and a great urgency to expel. I checked myself and decided enough. Off I went to a stall making it just in the knick of time. Ian stayed in the showers. As I returned to the showers, I noticed that Ian had returned the hose to inside his ass. He felt my presence, turned and smiled saying, "Just topping off." He pulled the hose out of his ass and handed it to me. He walked away, and I watched him go. As he rounded the corner to the toilets, I turned to face the wall inserting the hose like a pro this time and waited. Ian and I traded places several times until he finally was satisfied with his cleaning. I continued. Many minutes and numerous trips more I continued with Ian patiently waiting. At long last, Ian went with me to the toilet. Once I had discharged my water, Ian told me not to flush. I obeyed and stepped out of the stall. "You're as clear as a mountain spring now. You've got some residual in you that you'll want out but you're as clean now as you'll get. You catch on fast." Ian said. "By the time tonight is over, you'll know if you're a top, bottom, or versatile." He grinned big. "I'm hoping you choose top or at least versatile." I grinned equally as big. "Time will tell."

While my balls are super sensitive and I can't handle pain there, I do love cock abuse. One hot guy I used to play with had me tied down and blindfold, doing electro on my ass. Then something was inserted into my pisshole and I started feeling my urethra burn. It got really intense as my ass was put through a variety of pulses and shocks and my urethra was on fire. My top kept telling me how much precum I was leaking. He kept this up for an hour. Eventually he pulled it out and jerked me off to an explosive orgasm. After I was drained, he took the blindfold off so I could see how covered I was. When he finished feeding me all of my fluids, he showed me what he had stuck in me, and it was a mini candy cane, which he made me eat.

Finally my work trip is back on schedule for November. I'll be at Inn Leather from 11/13 thru 11/19.

I think it's the funniest thing when I've decided to watch something particularly raunchy and the bottom is drinking piss, taking a fist, etc. and then they start fucking and they put on a condom lol.

Part Three A couple of days passed and no word from the Parkers. I had school and practice so I didn't really care, but I was wondering if little Sammy remembered anything from that night. I hadn't told the guys what I had gotten up to for a few reasons, One, they would have asked a million questions and two, a couple of them would have asked why I hadn't invited them to join. After a long week Josh, a midfielder with blond hair and dangerous eyes, and I were up Saturday morning watching YT and eating breakfast when there was a knock on the door. We looked at each other in confusion since we weren't expecting anyone. I got up to answer and was pleasantly surprised to see Sammy standing there with a huge smile on his face. “Hey!” he said cheerfully, “What you guys up to?” I moved aside to let him in, “Chillin, eating some cereal, you hungry?” “What you got?” he asked heading towards the kitchen. I showed him the half a dozen boxes we had and got him hooked up with a bowl. He sat down with Josh and me and we all ate in silence for awhile. “So what brings you around?” I asked after awhile. “Bored,” he said between bites, “Wanted to see if you guys wanted to get high.” “You holding?” I asked. He pulled a small bag of weed out of his shorts, “All we need are papers and we're gold.” Josh smiled, “I can handle that.” and he got up to go grab some from his room. Once we were alone Sammy looked at me, “I was also wondering if you had any of that rose oil weed left. I liked that shit a lot.” The way he said it made me think he wasn't talking about the weed. “You liked that huh?” I asked with a grin. He nodded, “Yeah, I mean if you wanna.” Yeah, I don't think we were talking about the weed. “Lemme go check,” I said, running upstairs. I caught Josh as he was coming back and stopped him, “Hey man, that kid is looking to get plowed.” “What?” he asked with a glimmer in his eyes. “Last week I got him high and fucked him hard. I think he's back for round two.” “Damn, you fucked him with his brothers downstairs? Legend man!” he fistbumped me. “So you wanna train this kid?” “Fuck yeah!” “Ok, no matter what you do, don't toke off his joint.” Josh gave an evil grin “Oh fuck yeah...I'm in.” I grabbed one of laced joints and a couple normal ones and we headed downstairs. “You grab papers?” Sammy asked. “Your weed is no good here!” I proclaimed, “Here, rose oil special.” I handed him the joint and I could see the slight hesitation on his face. “And one for you Josh,” and I handed him a normal joint. “He likes the rose oil also?” Sammy asked shocked. “Eat it up little man,” Josh said lighting his joint up. “Cool,” Sammy said, a little more relaxed. I reached over and lit his joint and we made eye contact for a moment. “It's cool man, just like before.” He nodded and leaned forward for the flame. He took a long drag and I knew we were in for a party.

I strongly believe that any LGBTQI2S+ person that supports Trump is acting against their own interest, as well as the interest of the whole country. Trump is a bigot. Trump is a terrible leader. Trump is corrupt. Trump is a fascist. We have an obligation to oppose Trump and to shame his supporters.

I've got a 19yo non-bio son, I'm a 50y year ol bear daddy. I breed my son at least twice a week in my bed. Last weekend he was too busy studying and couldn't get to mine so I went round to his cuz he said his bio dad was out - yeah, he lives with him.We start as usual getting naked with me eating his ass then fucking his mouth. Then I put him on his belly and mount his ass. I'm fucking him deep, nice long thrusts. I'm getting close and just about to shoot when his dad opens the bedroom door.. I couldn't stop - I had to cum so his dad got an eyeful of my hairy ass pumping up and down as I shot my load into his son's asshole. he just stood and stared. he looks at me and Drew and said that looks like you guys are enjoying yourselves.He knows Drew likes to be fucked so it w no great surprise. Gotta say I was horny and fucking proud that my son's dad saw me breed his boy.

PART n.2 The next morning I woke up a little later than usual, I had a bit of a headache, I went to university as usual but it was only in the late afternoon that I started to feel a bit of a fever and an unusual discomfort in my hands and between the legs. When I got home, I went to the bathroom, undressed and noticed that there were some small blisters. Call my master immediately and I explained the situation. He listened to me carefully and then told me not to worry that it was normal because usually the infection took a few weeks to develop but the dose of virus I had received was very high so it only took a short time to see the effects. He proposed to meet me after two days to evaluate what to do, I accepted without hesitation. The two days went by quickly, but the blisters also spread quickly, in fact I called my coach to tell him that I would not be able to go to train for some problem. When I arrived at the house, he was already inside waiting for me and was writing some notes in his diary, he asked me to undress because he wanted to control the situation. I take some pictures of my feet and my cock and ass which had started to get more and more covered with red spots. Then he took a pack of pills from his backpack and placed them on the table. I asked what they were, he replied that they were 5 tablets of an antibiotic that would cure the two infections in a few days. I breathed a sigh of relief, but he told me "I will cure these infections but first you will have to take these two vials" and I show me the two vials with a whitish liquid. I asked what they were and he answered me that he would tell me only after using them inside me. The blisters on my feet bothered me so much that I finally accepted his offer. He gave me the antibiotic pack and then asked me to get ready on the bed. When I felt the liquid enter my little ass, it was different from the last one, it was colder and thicker. He also pushed the second tube in and told me to get dressed. I then asked him what it was. He looked at me and said “correct you, because you have to use the plural, you have just received about 40 different strains of Human Papillomavirus. It won't bother you as much as the ones you had but it will be more limited infections and a little more difficult to cure " I was speechless. He gave me a kiss and told me to go home. I started taking the pills to treat the two infections and within two weeks everything was gone. I went back to my normal life, but got a message from him because he wanted a new meeting for Saturday afternoon. I accepted and let myself be found there. He arrived a little later than usual and we went into the house, asked him to undress me and wanted to check the situation. It all seemed normal to me, but it was he who showed me with the mirror that my whole little hole was filled with warts. He took some pictures and then gave me the number of a medical laboratory that dealt with these infections. I thanked him, we kissed for a while and then he asked me to go to bed. He took a couple of ropes and asked me if he could tie me on the bed, I was already starting to get excited at the thought. Then he took three vials from his backpack, showed them to me and said. "I have to leave for 2 months for a job abroad and I want proof of your loyalty. This tube contains a massive dose of the Syphilis bacterium. It took me 10 days to grow it in such large quantities and it is an untreatable strain. So there is no cure " I looked at him scared and told him that I had no intention, he got angry and said “you signed. There is no going back ”. I lay down on the bed, I was crying, he took the vials and loaded them on the usual syringe and I felt the liquid enter me. Then he said to me "after this test, we are almost at the end". I got dressed, we broke up and saw him go away. I went home, cried all the time. At first, the first few weeks everything returned to normal but after 1 month, I realized that things were changing. It was Christmas day and when I got up my stomach and legs were full of red spots. I went to the hospital and the nurses, understanding what it was, did some blood tests. I received the answer after 5 days with the request to go to the doctor. I went to the doctor as requested with the appointment, after sitting down, he took my file and told me “The situation is more serious than I imagined. we found a very serious syphilis infection and also a double HIV infection " I felt the world collapse on me, after I left the doctor, I called him and explained the situation to him, he very quietly told me “Well, did you like my Christmas present? Initially I wanted to give you only syphilis but then I thought that with the two HIV strains your immune system would be more under my control. Anyway I'll be back in a week and we'll talk about it verbally "

As a cumdump for over 20 years now my hole is very loose - and I like it like that and am proud of it. I open up very quickly so before a gangbang or sex party the first cock has me gaping. After six or eight fucks I get a bit puffy and leak a lot of seed - which I also like. After a day or so the puffiness goes away but my hole is always loose

Oh, and I don’t know if it’s something you’re looking for, but if you’re chasing things... it’s a great place to catch!

Despite calling in sick that day, this semester was more difficult than previous years. My departmental director changed and wanted to institute new teaching techniques using technology guided education methods. Learning how to use the technology and how to teach using the technology required a lot more time than he anticipated. I was rarely out of school before 6pm on weekdays and frequently reading about how to work with the technology on weekends. I barely had time to run or go to the gym. I stayed on a shorter workout routine, but continued to get home after 9-10pm. Consequently, I had very little time for sex and my hole was getting twitchy. The holiday break came at just the right time. I was getting tired of using my dildos. I needed to get properly fucked and bred. I went out to the bars in Manhattan with Marty, who was definitely still chasing the A List crowd around. It annoyed me that he wanted to associate with these guys just because of who they knew, where they worked, and what parties they went to, etc. Regardless of all that "noise," I was at the bar and it was time for some drinks. It was also time to cruise the fuck out of these boys. I scoped around the bar and and saw a few guys I liked. I talked to one of them for awhile and he was in town from Chicago and had left his boyfriend at home. After an hour, I realized this dude was not looking for a hookup and I moved on. I went back to Marty and grabbed an open seat at the bar. We hung out with his friends for a few hours as they discussed almost every guy in the bar - top/bottom, cock size, where they live, what they do, who they are dating, etc. Granted, it interested me because I hadn't really ever seen any of these guys; so I encouraged them to talk more. As I did so, the rounds of drinks kept coming and I was getting rather tipsy. A couple of Marty's actor friends wanted to go to a bathhouse. I said I'd go with them. We left Marty and the others behind and went to a bathhouse I'd heard of but not been to previously. I loved getting fucked, but it's not like I was a denizen of all things sexual in NYC. I asked why they liked it and one of the guys said it's because they are mostly guys in their 30s-50s. They had met some awesome daddies there. I was up for some hot daddy action, why not. We got into the bathhouse and changed. Marty's friends weren't shy about their bodies and they didn't need to be. They were gorgeous. We went in our towels, me also in a jockstrap, to the main area. We saw some porn playing and guys watching it and each other and stroking. We hung out for a bit. The guys were right, these daddies were pretty hot. Sure some were out of shape but there were plenty of built and toned daddies around to ride on. We separated and I wandered the hallways for a bit. I saw a face that I faintly recognized in a sling. The room was large enough for me to get into and there was a bit of an audience. I stepped into the room. Leaning against the wall and stroking my cock, I was trying to remember where I met this dude previously. He could be a fuck or a mostly anonymous fuck that I'd had over the years; but that wasn't it. There was something more about this guy - something memorable. As the top fucking him got closer, he asked if the bottom wanted his load. The bottom grunted, "Give me your load." The top unloaded in the bottom. He pulled out and another guy stepped up to take his place. The second top said, "Do I need to use a rubber?" Almost in unison, the first top and the bottom said, "No. I/He just fucked him/me bareback." At the mention of the word bareback, the memory of this bottom flooded back to me. It was Sam! Sam, the pharmacist from when I was with Eli. Sam, the never bareback, always use condoms guy who helped me pick out lube and condoms and enemas when I was 18. Holy crap! The second top finished inside Sam. I stepped up and slipped my cock in Sam - bareback. I was topping for the first time in years. I wanted to feel his ass. I wanted to have it - Mr. Safe Sex Pharmacist was taking my cock bareback. He never mentioned a condom as I slipped inside him. I was thinking how times have changed since I first met Sam. He was such a Safe Sex guy back then. I wondered what had opened him up to taking bareback loads from random guys. I wondered if a boyfriend had gotten him hooked on being bred. I wondered if he gradually stopped using condoms over the years. I felt a cock press into my ass and I looked back to see one of Marty's friends slipping his cock inside me. He said, "You have an amazing ass." As he fucked me, I fucked Sam. I had a hot guy fucking me bareback as I fucked Mr. Safe Sex pharmacist bareback. Man, I was on a fucking high. I was getting close and said, "I'm going to cum." Sam begged for my load. I fucked it into him. As I pulled out, Marty's friend stopped fucking me but left his cock in my ass. He guided me to the wall and fucked me against it until he came. He took awhile and I heard Sam beg for two more loads as I was getting fucked. I turned to look at Sam before I left the room. He was in his 30s, toned, tight body, still really attractive and he was sweaty and covered in cum. Fuck that's hot, I thought as I left the room.

Only friends and hot guys. Connor was still the joy of my life. Our usual morning routine, during the semester, was waking up together and him going off to class and me going for a run. I was so happy every morning waking up next to my amazing guy. We'd run through our respective days and then catch back up after our last class spending the rest of the afternoon/evening together. It was a great life. And, best of all, our sex life was amazing. I still hadn't told Connor about Seth; which did cause me occasional guilt. The guilty feelings never lasted more than a moment. During the summer, Connor had a paid internship. His internship was in NYC and Connor was going to stay with my aunt and uncle in Manhattan. I was staying in New Orleans for a while alone and moving us into our new apartment. After I moved into the new place, I was going to NYC to spend the summer with Connor and my family. Connor and I had a month separation ahead of us. We fucked so much that my ass actually had a dull ache some days. As the time of his flight approached it was as if every moment away from him hurt. When he'd get out of bed, I'd run my fingers over his arm, leg or chest just to get a last touch. The lovemaking became so emotional that Connor cried once. He said that he'd never loved anyone as much as he loved me. He didn't know how this was going to work over the next month because he didn't want to be away from me. I was so happy he reciprocated my desires and fears. We held each other a lot. I cried at the airport watching him go through security. My friend John drove us because he knew I'd be a basket case. Connor called as soon as he arrived in New York. We spoke his entire cab ride to my aunt and uncle's building. They all called me together to let me know that Connor arrived safely and was properly installed in the guest room. Connor and I spoke every day. We started texting more during this time, but it was clunky then because we had flip phones. We'd send each other the dirtiest texts. We told each other every night that we loved each other. I missed him. One night, Connor missed our call and I kinda freaked out. I was really nervous and afraid something had happened to him. I called my aunt and uncle and they hadn't seen him. I paced the room. Went for a run along the streetcar line. Washed dishes. Finally I fell asleep and I heard the text - "Sorry babe. I forgot to call. I was out with coworkers. I love you." I was immediately jealous of these "coworkers". Not that I had any reason to be. It was irrational. But I missed Connor so much. I was about to call him when I got the next text. "Don't worry babe. I love you. Talk to you tomorrow morning. :)" Of course I slept poorly. Connor called at 6am New Orleans time and apologized again. He said I must've been freaking out some. I admitted I had. He asked what I did to not totally freak out. I told him all the things I had done. He said, "Wow. You must really miss me babe. That's more than your usually calm anxiety." We chuckled. I told him that I might go out with some mutual friends that night. He asked who and said, "Well maybe you should let them fuck you to work out the anxiety." He laughed. I laughed too. Then Connor said, "Babe I really was with coworkers last night. All we did was grab dinner and a few drinks and then I walked home. My phone died during dinner. That's why I didn't text you." He continued, "I mean it though Zach. If you want to have sex with our friends tonight without me being there; that's cool." He continued, "I haven't had sex without you for over a year. I only want you. But, Zach, I think you need a lot of sex. There's a validation or something in it for you. I don't fully understand it, but I love that I can give that to you either through my dick or by giving you permission to ride one of our friends as a substitute. We only had three rules and we never broke them - only with me knowing or participating; only with our friends or hot guys we do together; and no guys with HIV. The last rule is more serious now because we stopped using condoms with our other partners. It keeps us both safe." I was quiet. Connor asked me to say something. His voice quivered slightly. I replied. "I understand babe. But, what do you mean that I use sex as validation?" Connor said, "I knew I chose the wrong word when I said that. Um....just forget it. I didn't mean anything by it ok?" He followed with a really sincere, "I love you so much. Please don't overthink this like you do. I love you and I miss you and I want to see you." I relaxed and said, "I love you and miss you too." We hung up and both went about our day. That night I went out with Ramon, Dave and Bradley. (I mentioned Bradley in an earlier chapter.) Ramon was a very hot Latino top and Dave was a jockish mutual friend. Bradley never really went out, so this was a rare occasion. We drank and danced mostly. I did a couple of bumps of coke, but nothing else. Bradley loves daddies and was on the hunt for a nice daddy that night. Bradley is a rarity - and Asian top that likes to fuck older white guys. We changed bars to follow Bradley across the street. We were now at Pub - no dance floor on the first floor, just a giant bar. So we did shots and I rubbed up on Ramon a bit. Bradley found his target daddy for the evening and left for the guy's hotel room, leaving us with the daddy's friends. They weren't bad looking guys, but definitely not the type we would normally find ourselves hanging out with at the bar. I was still flirting with Ramon and I suggested we leave these guys and go to the bathhouse. Dave and Ramon agreed. Off we went. We were changing and Dave asked, "Is it true that you and Connor have an open relationship?" I said, "We do threesomes and sometimes one of us can play without the other." Dave said, "Does that mean I can fuck you?" I took off my jeans, looked over my shoulder at Dave, smiled broadly and wearing only my jockstrap I left the changing area. Dave was about 5'10", 150, built solid, big thighs and arms and a strong chest. Ramon was 5'7", 125, wiry build and a rumored awesome cock. Once inside I looked around for a bit. I was getting turned on looking at some of the action. Especially watching this twink getting nailed by this larger, older black man. That's what it must've looked like for the guys watching as Lou fucked me in the bathhouse in Albany. My cock was definitely getting harder and I stroked it through my jock pouch. Reluctantly, I turned away to find the guys again. I ran almost right into Ramon, whose towel did very little to hide his cock. I reached down and said, "That's a hot cock." I stroked him through the flimsy towel. Ramon took me to the steam room. He laid his towel on the bench and sat down, legs spread wide and I saw his plump dick coming to life. I got on my knees to suck him off and I heard Dave say, "Wow y'all don't waste any time." He took out his 6" cock and stroked it. Dave sat down next to Ramon. I started going from cock to cock sucking them. I liked sucking both cocks. I found myself wishing Connor were here with us. I would've loved to feel him slide in my ass as I worked both of these cocks. As if on cue, Dave stood up and slid his cock on my ass crack. I arched my back; raising my ass up for him. He opened a lube packed and put lube on my ass and his cock. Dave said, "Is it also true that you let guys ride you bareback?" I thought about it for a brief second. I came up off Ramon's cock and said, "Sometimes. I didn't bring condoms with me tonight. Did you?" I could see the condom pinned to his bicep by the locker key. Dave said, "No." I shrugged my shoulders and said, "I'm good with it if you are." I promptly started sucking Ramon's cock again. I felt as Dave slid his bare cock in my ass. He moaned, "Fuck yeah Zach. I've always wanted your ass man." He bottomed out quickly, let me adjust and then began slowly fucking me. I was spit-roasted in the sauna by our friends and I was loving it. Dave began pulling all the way out of my ass and slamming all the way back in. I was moaning as I sucked Ramon's awesome cock. It was long and just thick enough to be the perfect large cock. I was trying to take it all the way down my throat while Dave fucked me. Ramon was also moaning. I heard some other guys come into the room. I heard them whispering and they sat down and started stroking their cocks. Dave got a little nervous and slowed his fuck down, but then he picked back up when Ramon started talking to the guys. It was Bradley's daddy's friends. Dave leaned in and said, "Zach are you comfortable like this in front of these guys." I came up off Ramon's cock and said I was. I then took Dave's hand off my hip and brought it to my rock hard cock. He smiled at me and said, "Zach you're a slut." Dave shifted his cock into me as he said it. I moaned and went back to Ramon's cock. Dave was fucking me pretty hard now. I knew he wouldn't take long. All I could think about was sitting on Ramon's cock once Dave was done. Dave slapped my ass a couple of times. He said things about my great ass. His fuck was starting to feel really good. He was hitting good places and stroking my cock. Without warning, Dave slammed his cock into me with all his body and grunted loudly while saying, "I'm cumming." Dave came in me and then took a minute to relax on my back. I looked up at Ramon, stroked his hard cock and said, "Do you want me to ride you?" Ramon nodded. He also had a condom pinned against his arm with his locker key. As Dave pulled out of me and turned to leave the steam room, Ramon looked at the daddy's friends and said, "Watch this." I stood up, turned around, lined his cock up with my hole and sat down. I had to stop about 1/3rd of the way down to adjust to Ramon's size. That's when I noticed the guys stroking and watching us. They weren't bad looking guys - 40s maybe, not out of shape, but not in shape, one bald, the other graying hair. I felt Ramon's hands rub up my torso and then grab my shoulders to pull me down. It wasn't forceful, but a gentle reminder of my current job. Get him inside me. I stroked my cock and kissed Ramon as I continued to slide down his cock. It was a great cock. I groaned in pain with the last few inches. Then he hit something inside me that not every guy can tap. I moaned. I needed his cock to hit that spot again. I started to lightly ride his cock. He has a fabulous cock. I was riding him faster and the daddy's friends were really excited seeing my ass take this cock. I was loving the looks on their faces about half as much as I was loving the cock in my ass. Ramon said, "Zach, I haven't been in someone bareback in awhile. I'm not going to last too long." I slid all the way up his cock and all the way down it a few times. I thought I'd slow the pace that way and he'd last longer. I was wrong. Just as he was hitting that spot inside me again, he groaned and exploded inside me. His load was as big as the cock it came from. It filled me up and started to slide out of my ass even though his cock was still inside me. I got up off Ramon and sat on my towel and felt my ass. It was puffy and definitely leaking cum. Ramon fingered me and said I was a hot fuck. He asked if I needed help getting off as he bent over to suck my cock. I thought about the black guy fucking the twink and thought I'd go back and jerk off watching them. I told him that. He laughed and said he was going to shower. I laid back for a minute and then felt the other guys moving in on me. I didn't open my eyes. I felt one of them spread my legs. I looked up. It was the bald one. I let him feel my hole. He lifted my legs so my back was against the bench and sank his average cock into me. I moaned and closed my eyes. The bald guy lasted only a few minutes before he asked if I wanted his cum. I thought about it, "Fuck I was totally breaking the rules. No sex with guys who weren't our friends or weren't hot. This was a total stranger. Should I be doing this?" Then he said, "Too late. I'm cumming in you." Just as he slammed into me I said, "Do it! Cum in my ass." The bald guy slid out of me and the grey haired dude took his place. He said, "You are a very pretty slut." Then he pushed his dick into my hole. He fucked me hard and held my head against the bench as he fucked me. I moaned a lot. He moaned and called me names. Then grey hair said it too, "Do you want my cum, slut?" I said, "Yes. Cum in my ass." He bucked a few more times and slammed home, unloading inside me. He got up and then the older guys left the room. I jerked off laying right there. Four cum loads in my ass and only two from friends. Two were from total strangers. I was so turned on. I thought about going to find the black dude to get load five. I got so close thinking about the entire evening that I came all over myself. I was spent. I showered and went out front. Ramon had waited for me, but Dave had left. Ramon asked if he could come over and sleep with me. I said, "Sure. I'd like that. I miss Connor cuddling me at night." Ramon said, "And fucking you at night, right?" I said, "I miss that too." Ramon and I slept together that night. He bred me another time that night and twice before he left to go to church the next day. I told Connor about Dave and Ramon, but not the other guys.

I was surrounded daily by hot, young jocks with smooth, firm muscles. All those well-built college football players were enough to drive any guy insane with lust. I never acted on my desires, however. I wasn't about to endanger the coach-athlete relationship. Some things were more important than sex - like my job. I also knew I'd be in another kind of danger if I started something with one of my players. I had a submissive side and I knew I could be controlled. I couldn't risk one of my players gaining that kind of power over me. It wasn't easy. Sometimes I barely kept control. Well, I resisted my players, but I couldn't resist the hot little punk that entered my life one afternoon. I'd been coaching for eight years and had just turned 36 when a beautiful, dark-haired young hunk walked into my office just after practice. I didn't even know he was there for a few minutes. I was too busy looking through the window, enjoying the view of jock flesh as some guys lingered on the field. "Uh, Coach Henderson?" "Yes." "Hi. I'm Justin. I'm working on a Physical Education degree. Could I talk to you for a minute?" I agreed quickly, if for no other reason than to be able to give Justin the once over. He was about 21...and gorgeous. The first thing I noticed was his face. It was handsome, cute...even beautiful. His eyes were grey and sexy. His eyebrows gave him an intense, sensual look that hinted at powerful passion. One look at Justin made me forget all about my players. Justin wanted to be my coaching assistant for football. He needed the experience to fulfill the requirements of his degree. Sort of like student teaching, only organized around athletics. I had to sign off on the hours he put in. I agreed to take him on. I could think of worse things than looking at Justin every afternoon. We sat and talked about what he'd be doing. My eyes wandered over his firm body. He was dressed in a nice button-down shirt with long sleeves, but I could tell he had an impressive build. When he left later, I noted his tight little ass for jerk-off material later that night. Justin showed up the next day in jeans and a white t-shirt. He changed at the free locker right in front of my office while I was scribbling a few notes. My eyes were drawn to him as he pulled his shirt over his head. His torso was lean, firm, and beautiful. The sight of his pecs made my cock twitch in my shorts. I yearned to reach out and touch him. Then he pulled off his jeans. The world's most beautiful young man was standing right in front of my office wearing nothing but tight briefs. He was gorgeous. The sight of the thin material of his underwear stretched over his tight ass was about more than I could take. When Justin reached into his gym bag and pulled out a jock, I beat a hasty retreat to the field. I had to get out of there. I was consumed by lust and couldn't stand it anymore. Every day, before and after practice, I was treated to a view of Justin's hard, smooth, nearly naked body. He never failed to get my nuts churning. I was cautious checking him out, but I wondered if I'd been careful enough. Something about the way Justin looked at into my eyes told me he knew I was filled with desire for his young flesh. Sometimes I could swear he was intentionally showing off for me. It was all very subtle. slow, sexy movements as he pulled off his shirt, the way his fingers stayed near his bulge a little longer than normal as he unbuttoned his jeans, the way he carefully moistened his lips. his hot display of his bubble butt as he bent over to take off his shoes. There was nothing apparent, nothing too obvious, but it was like each and every one of his moves had been calculated to drive me crazy with lust. By the end of the first week I was ready to pounce on him and worship his body. Was he putting on a show for me? And if so, did that mean he was interested? I knew much younger guys sometimes found me attractive. I don't mean to sound conceited, but I have a well-muscled body and a handsome face. Even a few of my players had come on to me, making it all the harder not to get involved with them. Did Justin want me? I sure as hell wanted him. Justin had a mischievous side that only heightened my desire for him. When he walked into my office that first day he was polite, almost quiet. The real Justin had come to the surface, however. He was wild, dominant, and quite the little punk. I found the combination captivating. Just how much of a wise ass punk he was became painfully obvious one afternoon after practice. He was more wicked and dominating than ever and I fell under his power. My nuts were aching from watching him pull on his jeans. I was drooling over his smooth, muscled chest as he pulled his shirt down over his head. As he tucked his shirt in, he looked at me and smiled playfully. Behind him, the locker room was quiet and empty. "You know, you really shouldn't torture yourself like this, Coach," he said, rubbing his hand slowly on his chest. "What do you mean?" "You know what I mean." A wave of fear passed through my body, a wave of fear and intense arousal. "You think I don't notice you looking at me and the players?" he asked. "I, un...." "I bet you're all worked up right now. Aren't you, Coach?" Justin ran his hand down his torso and let it glide across his bulge. I was so turned on, I was practically shaking. I remained silent, my breath coming fast and hard. "I could give you what you want, Coach, if you give me what I want." The little fucker was driving me out of my mind. He was taking control, trying to make me his slave. I could put a stop to that real quick...but part of me wanted it more than I'd ever wanted anything. "What do you want?" I asked in a low voice, ready to do anything. Justin smiled again. He knew he had me by the balls. "I'll tell you when I'm ready for it. Until then, you do as I say and I'll give you somethin' good."

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