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4. The Skeleton's Pipe "Come on," Seth said, motioning for me to follow him. I was still stuck in the sling, and I didn't have any idea how I got out of it. I did my best, and managed to climb out with some grace. Jon was watching me and smiling. He had gotten rid of the tank top; his muscles were now framed by a dark maroon leather harness. His muscles and face were highlighted with red now. He still looked like a devil, and the transformation was stunning. I would have gladly sold my soul just for the briefest taste of his cock. "You're really hot," he said. I stood up from the sling, and under Jon's careful gaze, my knees buckled and I fell on my ass. "Here," he said, offering me his hand. He was trying not to smile. I grabbed it, and he pulled me back up, and right up against him. His body was hard and hairy and warm, and I loved how it felt pressed against me. "We're going to have so much fun today," he said, before leaning in and giving me a long kiss. "Leo?" Seth asked; he was a little annoyed by Jon's flirting with me. "Yes," Jon said, breaking off the kiss. He turned to me. "So much fun," he said, before turning back to Seth. "He's in the library. Told him to get comfortable." "How many are we expecting tonight?" "Maybe twenty," Jon said. "I'll get enough," Seth said. "Sounds good." Jon finally released me, gave me a slap on the ass, and pointed me towards Seth. I followed Seth; he hadn't bothered to put on any clothes; I was a bit self conscious of wearing little more than a jockstrap. Although, the way my hole was twitching for more dick was far more embarrassing to me. "Here," Seth said, stopping in front of an old, heavy oak door. He saw me staring at it. "JP saw it in France, and had to have it. Anyway, Leo's really cool. You'll like him." He opened the door; it was even thicker than I expected. The room was dimly lit, and lined with books. In the middle was a large table, surrounded by leather chairs. In one corner, was another leather sofa and armchair, along with the seemingly ubiquitous small bar. Sitting on the sofa was a human skeleton. "Damn," Seth said. The skeleton got up; as he moved, I realized he just had a drawing of a skeleton done in black across his skin. I could see the slight bleed of the ink on the skin; it was just a costume. "That's amazing." "I know," the skeleton said. He was nearly six feet tall, and had a hairy chest, and with a light brown goatee. He was wearing a jock strap although I could see the outline of a thick dickhead through the fabric. "A customer is an artist and did it for me in exchange for a teener." "It's really hot," Seth said. "This is Kenta," he continued, pushing me forward to Leo. "He's a new friend of ours. And Kenta, this is Leo, a long time friend of ours." "In other words," Leo started, smiling. "I'm their dealer. Pleased to meet you." He looked me over. I tried not to blush as he spun me around, and stared at my ass. "And I'm very happy to meet you," he said. He turned to Seth. "He parties?" "Just starting out," Seth said. Leo had grabbed my ass, and I had arched my back. It was almost a reflexive reaction; ad it felt like the right thing to do. I wanted to show off my ass to Leo. Seth chuckled, and continued. "He likes you." "He's a nice one." Leo turned me back around. "You like to blow clouds?" he asked. "Blow clouds?" I asked. I had seen that in guy's profiles online. But I had never asked what it meant. "You've never partied with tina before, have you?" Seth asked. "Tina? No." I felt like a prude in front of these men. "But I could try?" I asked. He two men smiled as I said it, and I knew it was the right thing to do. I hadn't chickened out in front of them. "That's the spirit," Leo said. He sat back down and patted the sofa next to him. "Join me. I'll get you started. Then, if you like it, we can do some more." I got on to the sofa. The skeleton ink on Leo's face was a bit unnerving. It was both scary and exciting, a bit like the entire night had been. "And you?" Leo asked, turning to Seth. "What's the day's order?" "How much for fifty?" "Two point five," Leo replied. From his backpack, he had pulled out a cigar torch, and a long pipe made out of clear glass. At one end was a sphere with a small opening at the top. "This is a glass pipe," Leo said to me. "1750," Seth replied. "Two," Leo said to Seth. "Done. Let me get that for you." "And this one, he'll be on the house." "Perfect," Seth said. "You take care of him." Seth walked to a back corner of the library, walking through a shelf of books weirdly ajar. "Watch," Leo said. "And then I'm going to shot gun you." I nodded. I had done a shot gun a few times with my ex-boyfriend. It was a good excuse to make out. Leo held the torch under the pipe. "Keep the bowl low. And not too hot," he said. The white crystals in the bowl began to melt, and quickly, the bowl filled with a thick white cloud. "And then, slowly inhale," he said, as he put the pipe to his lips. He inhaled, always letting the bowl stay full. His body shuddered as the drugs filled his lungs. I was scared. The evening was going faster and further than I had expected, but, at the same time, it felt great. Jon, JP, Cal, Seth, and now Leo, they were all hot men, and I wanted each of them inside me. Now, one of them was offering me a hit of some new drug. I hadn't thought to ask what it really was, before he leaned, pressed his lips against mine, and exhaled. I took his hit. There was a slight chemical taste to it, and maybe a trace of bitterness. But then his tongue pressed into my mouth, and I could only taste his tobacco residue. It didn't matter. I wanted anything he gave me, from the diaphanous cloud soaking into my lungs, to his tongue, and hopefully soon his cock. "Now hold it for a second," he said, as he broke off the kiss. He hadn't given me the whole hit; he immediately exhaled a thick cloud. He reached down with one hand and adjusted himself. "God damn. This stuff makes me so horny." My empty, hungry asshole twitched in agreement. I had done only one hit of the drug, but already, I felt my mind racing. Before I did the hit, I was horny. Now, sexual pleasure defined my very being. All I wanted was to fuck, and I had to fuck as many men as possible. "You can exhaled," Leo said. "I can tell. You really like that?" I exhaled the hit. It seemed small compared to what Leo had just exhaled. "That's a good beginning," Leo said, acknowledging just how little I had done. "Now it's time for one on your own." Before I could say anything, he stuck the pipe in my mouth. "Let it first warm up," he said. He held the torch under the bowl, and it quickly crackled and smoked from the heat. "Now, inhale slowly. Don't stop until I tell you too." I followed his instructions, letting the thick cloud fill my lungs. I had felt really comfortable and connected earlier, and now this was making me feel sleazy and slutty. Getting fucked by Leo was inevitable, and I welcomed it. "Keep on," Leo said, pushing me on only my second hit. Finally, Leo pulled the torch away. He let me inhale for a few more seconds, and then took the pipe. "Hold it," he said, before sticking the pipe in his own mouth, and inhaled. We both held our hits for a while, savoring how the chemical was making us feel. "That's good," he finally said, and we exhaled. "How do you feel?" he asked me. "Really good," I said. It was hard not to play with myself. I was so horny all of a sudden. "Really, really horny." "That's natural," he said. He was playing with his bulge again. "Nothing gets me harder than a bit of crystal." "Crystal?" I asked. "Yeah. Tina. Crystal. Same thing," Leo said. I had heard about crystal. It was a horrible drug that would wreck your life. But that was nothing like what I was feeling. This wasn't what people had told me, and now I wasn't sure what to think. Leo helped me think. "Want one more hit?" he asked. "I'm going to do one." "Sure," I said. We repeated the same ritual, Leo with the lighter, me with the pipe. It felt good. So did the second one we did right after that. "Fuck," I finally managed. I had been rubbing my dick through the jockstrap. I was really turned on, but yet, my dick was stubbornly soft. Leo noticed. "Yeah. Tina-dick. It happens. Don't worry about it." I was leaning back a bit, arching my back so I could play with my hole. "Can I?" Leo asked, as he reached down and ran a finger around my hole. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. "Fuck," I repeated. He was teasing my hole, and pressing his finger, before pulling it back out. "See you've already been fucked," he said. He held up his finger; I could see a glob of white spunk at the tip. He licked it up. He savored the sperm, then smiled. "Yeah. Seth," he said. "Fuck I want to get inside you." He reached down and pulled his dick out. It was at least as thick as Seth's cock, and an inch longer. I was glad that Seth had opened me up. "Another hit," he said. "Before you take this." "Yeah," I said. "Please." "Get on my lap first," Leo said. He helped me get in to position. I was kneeling over him, and the tip of his cock was just brushing against my hole. It tickled my hole. I tried to lower myself onto his dick, but although it was plenty hard enough, Leo grabbed and stopped me. "Not yet. Let's do a hit." He put the pipe in my mouth, and held the torch under the bowl. It heated quickly. "Now," he said. I inhaled like he had taught me, slow and steady, letting the thick clouds fill my lungs. "That's it. It's gonna feel really good." I sucked a bit more, then he took the pipe from me. "Hold that while I do my hit." Leo took several long draws on the pipe, as I held my breath. "Now," he said. I exhaled. Leo grabbed my waist, and just as had emptied my lungs, pressed his lips against mine. He exhaled his hit into me; I was so starved for oxygen that I took it. At the very same time, Leo was pressing his cock into me. I tried to gasp, but he still had his lips against mine. His cock filled me up. He was thick and hard, and there was a bit of discomfort as I struggled to get used to it. But then the most recent hits of crystal started to kick in. It reminded me how much I loved getting fucked, and how good it felt to be finally fucking raw. It was hard to reconcile how good I was feeling with all the messages I had gotten growing up. Sex felt amazing. Crystal was amazing. Bareback was safe. Plus, dear god, bareback felt so much better. There was no way I could have taken Leo with a rubber. But raw, it was like a dream. Finally, Leo released his lips from mine. I immediately exhaled, and it was a thick white cloud of crystal. "Fuck," I moaned, as Leo's curly brown pubes tickled my ass. "Fuck," I repeated. "Hell yeah," Leo said. We kissed. His bushy goatee was surprisingly soft against my face. "Hot hole." He slid out a few inches, then pressed back in. In the quiet of the library, I hear Seth's sperm slosh around Leo's dick. "Well," Seth suddenly said. I turned, and he was standing there with a thick envelope. He was stroking his dick with his other hand. "Looks like you guys are getting to know each other." "Yeah," Leo said. "Fucking hot hole." "And wet, sounds like," Seth said. "Oh, yeah," Leo said. He slid his dick another inch into me. My toes were curling in pleasure; I didn't care that the host of the party was watching me get fucked by a guest. I didn't care that I was blindingly high. I didn't care it was the second raw cock I had taken. I just loved that I was getting fucked. "He's hungry." "Yeah. Hey. I've gotta deal with something. It's all here. And you give the boy what he needs." He put the envelope on top of Leo's backpack, then leaned in and kissed me. "I'll be back soon enough. You and Leo have a good time." "Yeah," I said. I turned back to Leo, who was smiling at me. "I know what you need," he said, as Seth stepped out of the library, and closed the door behind him. "Just fuck me," I said. I clenched my ass around his cock. It felt like it was meant to be there. "Another hit, and a then good, hard fucking," he said. "Please," I said. "Just give it to me."

This is a true story of how I took my first bareback load; I’ve embellished it for this section… I’d been barebacking for a couple of years now, mostly topping for many a demanding bottom, but occasionally I’d enjoy someone entering me bareback. I’d let them fuck me a bit, enjoying the sensation of a cock sliding inside me. But, I was always strict that they would pull out long before they were ready to shoot their spunk inside me. On my way home one afternoon, I was feeling slightly randy and stopped by a gents toilet block next to a park that I knew guys would hang out for sex. Indeed, as I entered I could see a couple of gents occupying two of the toilet cubicles and whilst I was urinating, another guy was wanking his cock at the urinal. I could see it growing before me. I responded by going over to the remaining cubicle, leaving the door open, getting my cock out and wanking it, letting the guy see my own growing manhood. He came over to my cubicle and closed the door behind me, continuing to wank his cock. I sat down on the toilet seat and started to suck on his almost fully tumescent dick. It wasn’t huge, but it was a normal sized penis, now grown to full erection under my mouth’s administration. I stood up and dropped my trousers, not quite knowing what would happen next. The other guy did. He dropped his pants and turned me round to face the toilet and then with only some spit as lube, shoved his now erect cock up my arse and started to pound it hard. At first, I was happy for him to pound away, enjoying the feel of cock sliding in and out of me bare. Conditions were cramped, but I was enjoying the ride! He kept sliding in and out for a good 5 minutes, at which point I felt that although I’d been enjoying the fucking, I didn’t want him to continue anymore as I didn’t want him to seed me. So I tried to pull away and manoeuvre myself back around to face him. His cock slipped out of me, but otherwise I remained trapped with my body still facing the toilet. With another spit on his cock, he re-entered me. I can’t say I wasn’t enjoying the forceful thrusting of this guy’s cock, but I was a little worried about where this would end up. It felt at times a little painful owing to the lack of lube, but otherwise he was going at quite a good rhythm and my arse could easily accommodate his erection. Although it felt good having his bare cock sliding within me, I got more and more concerned that he was going to come in me. So I struggled to get free of his thrusts and once again his dick popped out of my arse. But he wasn’t finished with me and I felt the tip of his cock pushing within me again as he plunged his stiff cock up me for a third time. This time he played with me, changing his rhythm, making me feel his cock rubbing inside me. Sometimes, he almost pulled right out, only to shove his cock firmly inside me again. Much as I was enjoying this, I was having growing concerns that he would ejaculate if he continued like this, so I again resisted him and tried to stop this barebacking going too far. This time, however, despite my protestations, he continued his onslaught. Pushing me against the wall and banging me harder and faster. I was unable to get away from him and feared he was going to explode within me. He fucked me forcefully and relentlessly, I could feel his cock slide in and out. I was resigned to taking my first unprotected load. Then, to my surprise, he just pulled out. There were no grunts, no feeling of spunk flooding me. I felt relieved he’d stopped and not seeded me. That was until I turned round and saw his dick head coated with spunk. He shot his load inside me and I hadn’t even felt it. He wiped his cock clean and left the cubicle, leaving me to come to terms with my first loading.

While still pressed against and inside Jason, Dean scoops up some cum on Jason’s drenched stomach with one hand and uses it as lube to relentlessly stroke Jason’s still unnaturally hard dick. His other hand grips Jasons balls and sack and stretches them down, loosening his balls. Jason repeatedly yanks hard on the chains and moans in pain and pleasure. My dick is also still rock hard and bounces on Carls face as he washes his dripping spit off my balls and taint with his mouth. My ass is still clenched around the random fingers probing my insides. It all feels so good, I don’t stop Carl or the hand while I process what’s happened to Jason. AIDS?! WTF.. but what can I do now..? After a moment Dean starts to massage the remainder of Jason’s cum up and down Jason’s stomach, chest, and thighs. Jason’s still breathing heavy and flinches as Dean passes over his nipples. Jason’s says as his voice breaks to flinch when his nipples are touched “wow - Dean - it feels so good. I’ve never cum hands-free. I can still feel you throbbing inside me… Tom, if you can hear me, I want you next.” The crowd is closing in around us. All that’s visible in the dim light on Jason are hands stroking dicks over and around his muscular furry stomach and lower body. Dean smiles at me and slowly leans back, away from Jason. We both watch his hard thick tan-skinned shaft slowly slide out of Jasons stretched hole. Jason inhales loudly. Once his dick is fully free, his foreskin rolls forward and covers his dicks cummy head. Jason’s open raw hole attempts to close and a white globs leak out. Dean grabs my shoulders and positions me behind Jason. I shuffle with my pants and boxers around my ankles. Dean remains right behind me, looking over my shoulder. I feel his warm wet and dangerous dick resting on the top of my ass crack and his breath on my neck and ear. Without thinking, as I do when I’m fucking my own 2nd load into Jason, I lube my dick head with the cum leaking out of him. Dean whispers in my ear “Good boy, fuck my AIDS babies into him.” My dick flexes involuntarily. A pale hairless chubby blond guy stroking his 6” veiny pink uncut dick over Jason groans loudly and unloads a surprisingly large amount of thick creamy nut directly on Jasons stiff dick and sweaty hairy stomach. Carl, now standing on the side of Jason scoops some up and uses it as lube to softly stoke Jason. Jason flinches and his mouth hangs open as he exhales “uhhh”. My dicks head start to sink into Jason’s hole. I slide in with ease and feel how silky and clearly drenched his insides are. I pull back a little and see my shaft covered with streaks of Deans cum. I rock deeper into him and think about Deans dangerous AIDS sperm invading his insides and I don’t know why but I feel the urge to try to pound it as deep in him as I can. I pull Jason onto me harder and feel my dick start to breach his 2nd chamber. The chains rattle and he moans. When my ass rocks back, I feel Deans cum-slick dick sliding between my cheeks and barely nudge my hole. I’ve never bottomed but this feels surprisingly good. I grab onto Jason’s beefy furry thighs and go on autopilot pounding harder with each thrust. Carl’s hand is now stationary and Jason’s swinging body fucks it. We're all dripping with sweat and I taste the salty BO, cum, and ass in the air. I look down again at my dicks shaft slide in and out of Jason. His hole’s hair sticks to my shaft and has a white cum froth forming around it. Dean must’ve deposited a massive load. Dean reaches around me, grabs the slings chains and presses his wet body against mine. I feel his fat dick head start stretch my hole and he growls in my ear “Oh that’s it, work it deeper into your boy.. I’m getting close to breeding you, too.. you want it don’t you.. tell me and I’ll give it to you.” His tip has now worked its way in me. I keep fucking Jason and Dean slides deeper. “Tell me..” His breath starts to become irregular and I now he’s close. Jason cries out, yanks on the chains, push his ass into me like he does when he’s going to cum. Dean forces his dick all the way inside me and takes control fucking me and pushing me into Jason, hammering my prostate. I groan almost uncontrollably “I want it…” and feel like submitting to him. Dean rams hard and stops balls deep in me and says in my ear while flinching “I’m cumming right now - feel my load. You’re mine now.” I feel his dick pulse and swell inside me, coating my insides with his infected cum. His body shakes and he thrusts his hips and digging his dick farther. My dick erupts as deep inside Jason’s ass as I’ve ever been. His sphincter clenches down on the base of my dick repeatedly as he spurts and moans. Carl doesn’t stop jacking him and puts his mouth on Jason’s dick head to catches as much of it as he can. Jason cums more than I’ve ever seen. Dean stays pressed up against me, breathing hard into my ear as we come down from the climax. I feel his dick still throbbing in me, as is was with Jason the first round. He says in his deep gruff voice “I always have big loads and will be in you for the night. Welcome to the club.” He slowly pulls out of me and quickly inserts two of his rough fingers into my loose raw wet hole with ease “mm I can’t wait to breed you studs again.” I lean forward and give Jason a long kiss as my dick finally starts to deflate and fall out of him. Deans pulls fingers out of me and I feel some of his cum trickle down my inner thigh. As we make out a few random hands pat me on my back and as a guy says “Great job boys. Welcome.” On our way out Dean discretely slips his card in my pocket and whispers in my ear to text him. I’m not sure if Jason saw, but I nod. As we exit the club, hidden under my cloths my entire body is sticky and my asshole is slick. I feel intoxicated and even more horny in this state. Jason still doesn’t know what’s in him and I’m not sure he know’s I got bred, but I imagine his body feels the same way - still full of two massive loads. As soon as we get into our apartment I tear his cloths off and fuck another load into him before we pass out all entangled and sweaty.

I went to get my iPad off the charger this morning around 6:45 and saw I had a Grindr message from this hot, young, black top who I have been chatting with. He generally isn't looking until 3 or 4 in the morning which is way past my bedtime, so we haven't been able to connect. He asked me if I was free and looking. I told him I needed to clean out if he wanted to fuck. He said he was already out driving around, so he didn't care if I wasn't completely clean. I knew it would make me late for work, but I went for it. He showed up less than 5 minutes later. I brought him into the bedroom, and we got naked. He has that skinny teenage man physique - 5'10" and no more than 130 lbs. His skin is dark, dark black and smooth. His cock is long (8" or more), but only average thickness. He lay back on the bed, and we made out for a few. Then I started to suck him. He moaned and grew rock hard in my mouth. I moved to kneel between his legs and brought his hand to my nipple. Because his dick is on the thin side, I was able to deep throat him with no trouble. He worked my nips, and I sucked him for a good while. Eventually, my knees got tired, and I lay down next to him. We made out a while. Then I went back to sucking. He was reaching for my ass, so I turned to accommodate him. He worked a long, thin finger in my hole as I sucked him again. When he had me nice and opened up, I asked him if he was ready to fuck. He said he was, and I asked how he wanted me. "On your knees," he replied. I grabbed the lube and poppers and assumed the position head-down and ass-up. He lubed us both up and slid inside as I hit the poppers. Despite being only 18, he clearly had some experience, but I think he is used to less experienced bottoms. I had to reassure him I was ready to go because he was being super gentle and cautious. Once he knew I was okay, he really opened up fucking me hard and changing angles every minute or so. Slowly, he pushed me down until I ended up flat on my belly. He wrapped his arms under mine gripping me by the shoulders, so he could get super deep. After several minutes he whispered in my ear that he was close. I told him to cum inside me. He made a delighted little moan and totally went to town slamming into me hard over and over. After a minute or so, he tensed up and unloaded. He clung tightly to my back for a few moments and then rolled over on the bed. We made out again briefly. I went to clean him off; it hadn't been really dirty, but the taste was more bitter than salty. We kissed again, and he worked my nips while I beat off. We cuddled for a few minutes. I handed him a towel. I asked if he needed the bathroom, and he said he would just run home and shower. He seemed a little subdued as we made our way out of the bedroom I told him to have a good day at the door and said, "we should do this again soon." His whole face lit up with a big smile. "Definitely!" he said as he walked out into the morning.

Woke up feeling pretty horny so after morning coffee I opened Grindr to see who was on and looking. After a few messages that went no where I closed it and settled in for a boring day. Few minutes later I head a familiar ding and saw I had a message. A regular fuck bud was on for the first time in awhile and asked if I was wanting a load, well needless to say the answer was a very quick yes. I cleaned out grabbed my jock and fresh bottle of poppers I just got (first time getting double Scorpio) I headed straight over. I walked in said hi and went straight to the bed room. As porn was playing I stripped down and waited for him. A I waited I took a deep hit and wasn’t disappointed by the rush that hit me from them. No sooner did I open my eyes there was his hard cock in my face that I started to slurp on right away. After sucking him for a few and another hit of poppers he flipped me over and started to eat my ass. After a bit I hit the poppers again and felt his cock press against my hole, having not been fucked in a few months it was like heaven. Sooner than later I felt him explode. Wasn’t a bad start to my day.

The dark steam room I used to frequent always smells of mansweat/poppers/sex. There are naked sweaty guys, hairy, skinny, beefy, pushing and rubbing bodies and their cocks against your body, breathing on you, kissing and hot breath, trying to push their hard dicks in you, sexual tension at a High. Some stranger forces his tongue in your mouth whilst many hands are feeling and touching you all over your body, invading you, pulling your ass cheeks apart, fingers probing your hole, a hot mouth sucking on your dick, hands bending/pushing you over, tongues and fingers licking, sucking and opening you up, strong poppers being put under your nose. It moves on further- Your mouth is full of anonymous cock pushing down your throat, sometimes you are gagging and again poppers are put under you to loosen you up. You then feel a strangers hard cock pushing against and into your hole, Somebody puts poppers under your nose, you breath it in deeply, You know that an anonymous cock is entering you; you still have time to stop it, time to leave, just go and still have time to leave, But You don't, It feels too great, the feel of the dick pulsing in your hole bad, seedy and dirty but GREAT you bend more, to give more access, you groan, you push back and take it and then he finishes, pulls out, sometimes you get a slap on the ass or a thanks or just fuck all, you stay bent over and many more men then enter you, fuck you , leave their load ready for the next anonymous man. and you never see who these Men are. Fuck, who would not love a darkroom experience, its fucking awesome.

This morning, my young boy Drew stayed over. I woke up first with him lying on his belly beside me. I was fully erect and ready to breed him. rolled over on top of him. He woke up and said "no Daddy, I'm gunna fuck you" So he rolled me on to my belly, spread my legs, spat on my hole and thrust deep in me. As an older Daddy there's nothin hornier than being plowed by an enthusiastic boy. He plastered my hole with his sperm. Was proud to take his load.

Yea, having the bottom constantly ask that would be annoying and could cause a delay which is the opposite of what the bottom is wanting.

I'm sorry, but I might be in the minority on this. Yeah, an hour is a while! However, I've also topped, and there's been a few bottoms that REPEATEDLY kept asking, and I swear to god, it was EVERY 15-20 seconds..."ya gonna cum?" Over and over. That incessant hounding can shut tops off, it did me. I was into him, but that didn't help my fucking.

It happened only once when I was in college. You mom had been trying to reach me and called while I was getting fucked by a hung frat guy I had met in class. I was on my stomach with him on top of me thrusting. My mom called a few times before I answered and told I couldn’t talk at the moment while trying not to moan. She never knew I was getting fucked raw by a guy I’d basically just met.

Started to get fucked and got it started two different occasions. The time I got it started was when hanging with a former FB (were still friends today just not FB anymore), we were supposed to be fucking but his gurl kept callin and kept on arguing on the phone and I was getting pissy, and was bout to leave, but thought I would try sumthing. I kept rubbing his pants and eventually pulled out his dyck (he had been pushing my hand away at first), and just started sucking the shit outta his dyck, obliviously the phone call ended shortly after. lol The time It was started on me was when I was on a early morning conference call with work. Top I was seeing was pissed I had to take the call and not happy about it and he was being a asshole and kept calling me back to bed cause he wanted to get his balls drained before work. I kept having to mute the phone, cause he was loud, but I was also answering questions on the call. I even reminded him I was on the phone, and he reminded me he didn't give a fuck. I was talking on the phone, I did notice he was talking anymore but didn't even hear him come in the room. Lucky was listening to a co worker, as he startled when he gripped my hips, pulled down my shorts and slid in wit only spit on his dyck. Made sure I had that shit on mute, Iuckily I only had to give a yes or no and the call ended shortly after, he was already beating my hole up so nothing really changed except I could be louder. A female friend at the time was on the call and asked me later what was wrong with me, I thought I put the phone on mute in time, but I didn't and made a audible moan when daddy slide in me. lol

Chapter 8 Tim lie there hanging bound in the sling, spun way out with the slams he so very much was against, exhausted by the intense fucking, fisting and multiple loads he was made to blow. He was panting, heaving his chest, his head turned to one side, mouth open gasping for air and drooling, his tongue hanging out. I could see his hole twitching and throbbing as it began closing with each heart beat. His eyes were closed and kind of fluttered a bit as his body recovered from his onslaught. Sir stood up and headed to a drawer and pulled out a butt plug and headed back in Tim's direction with it. "I think he's had enough for this session", said Aj to Sir. "Let's take him down, clean him up and put him to bed. I wouldn't want him to lose his job". Sir dropped the butt plug and they quickly removed Tim's restraints, and took him off the sling. As they carried him out, the right side of my face suddenly stung and I felt a jab deep within my hole as Master slapped my face and thrust his big black dick into me and said with a grin, "No mercy". Like a machine given rocket fluid, Master long dicked jack hammered my hole. The curve of his dick rubbed by fuck button each time as he steadied himself on his heels and held onto the sling chains. My dick swelled and ooozed. He was grunting and really hammering my hole. I could hear the sound if the computer chat notifications ringing like crazy. I couldnt help but to moan myself, this pounding was super hot. He was sweating like crazy, his dreds flying through the air and slapping against his chest and all about. Then he grabbed my head and pulled me towards him his cock now balls deep as he stood still for a moment. I could feel his dick throbbing. He took his other hand and first ran it from my stomach then to each nip where he just lightly touched them. Then moved to my dick and began stroking it. In just a few strokes i was right there. I was short if breath. My hole clamped down.on his dick. He stroked me twice more then let my dick go and bent forward clasping both his hands behind my neck and speed fucked my hole in short, deep pounding, rapid thrusts. He groaned and grunted like the bull he was as he pounded my load from me and my spasming hole milked his load from him. It was violent. Hard. I screamed for him to fuck me. He kept fucking. His balls slapping my ass. My legs strained in their restraints. My toes curled and began cramping. The intensity was unlike anything else. I shot repeatedly, cum splattering into my hair, chest, stomach, his arms, the floor. He then jabbed one last time and froze as he deep tongue kissed me and pulled me closer to him. I literally thought I was going to cry. I was so worked up. Happy in a crazed way? I cant describe it. Master then pulled away and out of my now pummeled hole, quickly reaching down, picked up the butt plug and pushed it into my hole. He didn't say a word as he left the room. I could hear movement outside the room and the almost constant notification bells from the chat AJ had going. I lay there catching my breath and resting some. This had been a very very long weekend of unexpected and so very hot partyin and playin for sure. I lay there looking at my reflection in the many mirrors and camera views. I then realized that everything that just happened there were many viewers that saw - maybe recorded - all of it. Holy shit! And AJ. For sure this was all recorded! And Tim, too! Holy shit! All fucked up too! I was still spun and my brain was arguing how hot it was. How way hot it must have looked! A little voice just kept saying Holy Shit - what if this gets out there? That was quickly ran over with the fucked up spun slamming bottom fuck boy in me saying "Fuck yeah"! I heard footsteps and movement, shower water running, voices that got quieter, and doors opening and closing. Then nothing for some time. A door opened and closed once more, followed by steps that grew louder and AJ appeared at the door to his bedroom. He stopped, looked at me, began shaking his head from side to side as he then entered his room saying nothing. He clicked his mouse a few times and the video views changed to black. He got up and took down the sling over his bed and put it away then reassembled his bed and mattress. He then left the room for a few minutes and returned with multiple bottles of cold water. He set them down on my cum coated stomach and undid the restraints of my wrists and ankles and told me to drink both bottles of water. As he walked out of the room he said to not get off the sling and to relax for a bit. I gulped the bottles of water quickly and lay back. I grew very tired quickly and felt myself drift off. I was totally out. "HEY! BUDDY! YOU OK?" I could hear as my body was shaken at different points over and over. The voice got louder as I became more awake and slowly opened my eyes. "You gotta move buddy. Can't be here. You ok?", asked the voice. My blurred vision now focusing as I looked around then upwards - now quickly awakening as I realized the voice was coming from a man in a uniform. My heart raced. Where the fuck was I? As he helped me stand up he said he was with airport security and was making his rounds when he found me there in the stairwell at the airport parking garage. He went on to say that he saw my ticket and if it was right, my plane was boarding in about 20 mins. I stood there a moment, saw I was fully dressed, bathed, had all my belongings and luggage. I shook my head and took a few steps - a bit off at first - then seemed more ok. He handed me a bottle of water and asked if i was ok again. I nodded yes and said thank you. He told me to follow him to his security cart and said he wanted to make sure i got to my plane ok. He took my ticket and got on his radio and I couldnt make out all that he said as we drove quickly through the airport, bypassing check in areas and right to the gate. He handed my ticket to the airline agent and they talked for a few seconds as they looked at me. The agent shook his head and looked concerned. Then smiled and motioned for me towards him. He took my luggage and escorted me onto the loading ramp and into the plane. He stopped in first class and told me to have a good flight as he put my luggage in the overhead. I said i should be in coach and he just smiled and said I had been upgraded, brushing his hand against my ass as he moved about. Odd thing was, I was the only person in the first class cabin. I chose a seat and sat down, and lost my balance for a second causing me to kind of flop pretty hard into the seat. Like a rocket, I stood back up as I then became aware my ass felt odd - then realized that a butt plug was in my ass. "Something wrong"?, asked the attendant. I blushed six shades of red and asked him where the restroom was as I needed to change, grabbing my carry on bag from the overhead compartment. "As there are no others in first class, and the bathroom is very small, go ahead and change there and I will be sure you aren't disturbed". he stepped to the other side of the curtain and closed it. I opened my bag and pulled out a pair of sweats, boxer shorts and tshirt. I then pulled my shirt over my head, removed my sneaks, pulled down my jeans and stepped out of them. I stood there in a jock and socks. I squatted down and began to pull on the buttplug. My hole was not cooperating. I repositioned myself and tried relaxing as I kept looking at the doorway over my shoulder. Finally, I worked the plug out. Doom and gloom poured over me as cum leaked out - along with some air. I freaked as the cum dripped onto my hand then onto the floor of the plane. I grabbed the shirt i had been wearing and wiped up the floor, leaving several wet spots. I wrapped the plug in the shirt after wiping off my hand, then put it into my bag. The sound of a throat being cleared followed by "Hmmm. Ummm. You need any help there?" From the attendant, a shit grin on his face and rubbing his dick as he looked at me there squatting , my back towards him, my ass framed in the jock. I stood up, fumbling with my sweats and pulling them up. "Sorry about that. Been a long weekend", I said. "So I heard. Maybe we can do something later", said the attendant, still watching me and groping his sizeable cock thru his pants. I got dressed. Put my bag away and sat down. I looked at him and began to reach for my dick. He was pretty hot. Blonde short cut hair, late 20's, tanned, maybe 6 foot tall, broad shoulders and smaller waist. His uniform was form fitting. His arms looked pretty beefy. His voice was raspy and deep. The captain came on the speaker and the attendant said i needed to buckle up then left the cabin. I leaned back, closed my eyes and was asleep again. I had dreams of me reclined with my jockstrapped ass hanging over the edge of the seat, my sweats pulled off and my legs up and held wide as the attendant first ate my hole then fucked me - me jerking my cock and cumming as he pumped his load deep into my hole. "Hello? We're about to land in a moment. Time to wake up there guy", came the voice of the attendant as he shook my shoulder and I came out of my sleep - my hand down my sweats and wrapped around my hard dick. "I could have taken care of that and that ass during the flight. Would have been hot", he said with a smile as he placed a blanket over my crotch and prepared the rest of the cabin for landing. I didn't see him again - I even waited for 30 minutes after everyone got off the plane including the other attendants and pilots. I had just stood up and was about to leave the gate when he appeared. Now he was wearing jeans that clearly showed his crotch, black boots, white muscle shirt that he must have almost painted on. He looked rugged. He looked way hot. He smiled when he saw me and walked towards me.

2. Toasts I didn't see Seth at the gym again before the Friday of the party. We messaged a bit on line, but he had been busy with school, plus all the regular parties around Halloween, so we didn't message that often. I went to a few parties, and made out with a few guys. But even when I was making out with some cute freshman, all I could think about was Seth's partners. I wanted to feel their hairy chests against my body. I wanted to feel their beards brush against my lips. Most of all, I wanted to feel their thick cocks stretch my hole open. Other than Seth, I hadn't seen any of them naked. But I just knew that Jon and JP were hung with fat daddy dicks, and heavy, low-hanging balls filled with cum. I wanted to taste their cum, and I really wanted to feel what it was like for a man like Jon to breed my hole. It felt like it took forever to get to Friday, and then that morning went by at a snail's pace. I hadn't cum in several days, and I hadn't even tried to get fucked, despite being on prep. I wanted my first time to be with Seth and his family. A little after noon, my last class let out. I quickly found something to eat, and rushed back to my dorm. Seth had told me not to worry about a costume, that they would find something. I just took a shower, making sure I was clean inside and out. I found a cute pair of underwear to put on, and a pair of jeans that highlighted my ass. I was your standard skinny Asian twink, but my ass were two perfect melons. In the right jeans, I might have even fucked myself. As I finished dressing, my phone buzzed. It was Seth. I was excited and scared when I read the message. "Come whenever. But looking forward to seeing you, so the sooner the better." I was relieved that he hadn't cancelled. But I was still a bit scared. I was going over to the home of several strange, unknown men, and they were going to fuck me all night long, if not more. I was also hard as a rock. The blue briefs I was wearing hid nothing, and there was already a wet spot where my dickhead pressed against the shiny fabric. "On my way," I said, as I ordered an Lyft. Less than five minutes later, I was on my way. I shared my location with Seth. "See you soon. Simon, the door man knows you're coming." It was a twenty minute ride downtown, but with the traffic, it took thirty minutes. They seemed to drag by; I was fidgeting a bit, trying to will the traffic to open up. Finally, we pulled up to a tall condo building in downtown. I had seen it on the skyline; I knew it was expensive. "Nice place," the Lyft driver said as he dropped me off at the front door. It opened onto a large, and expensive-looking lobby. I stepped out and looked into the lobby. I had a marijuana vape pen with me, just in case I got nervous. I ducked off to one side, out of view of the lobby, and inhaled deeply. I held it, then did another hit. I was about to go to a sex party with four other guys. My dick cock was hard and my ass was twitching just thinking about it. Think about being sandwiched between Jon and JP, their hairy bodies pressed against me. I took another hit, just enough to help calm my nerves. Besides, it always made me horny, which couldn't hurt. I held it for thirty seconds, then stepped into the lobby. By the elevators, there was a tall, muscular black man, in an immaculately tailored suit. I tired not to stare; he was an ebony god. Just one of his arms was as big as I was. I read his discreet name badge. "Eli," it said. He caught me staring, and I blushed. "You must be Kenta," he said. Letting my eyes drop didn't help. There was little the tailor could do to hide the thick snake pressed against one of his legs. "Yeah," I said. "The guys are on Floor 48," he continued, directing me towards the elevator. "Have fun." I walked in the elevator; it was elegant, with dark mirrors and careful lighting. It took me a moment to find 48; I wondered how I would know which apartment it was. But the elevator was fast, and it was only a few seconds before it was slowing down, and the doors opened. Seth was standing there, wearing a white tank-top, black sweat pants, and a surprisingly realistic pair of goat horns coming out of his hair. Standing next to him was Jon, also in the tank top and sweats. He had a small pair of devil horns emerging from the cropped hair. His beard was also shaped into a proper devil's point. "Welcome," Seth said. "This is Jon." "I'm Kenta," I said. "Pleased to meet you," Jon said. He reached out and pulled me close to him. "You're a cute one," he said, then pushed me into Seth's waiting arms. "Isn't he?" Seth said, before kissing me. "I know we're going to have fun. I know just the costume for you." He kissed me again, then pushed me back to Jon. Jon kissed me this time. I wasn't expecting it, but I welcomed it, letting him explore my mouth with his tongue. He pushed me back for a second, and looked over my body. Even at maybe 5'10", he looked big against my 5'4" frame. "Let's get you into a proper costume," he said. Seth led the way out of the left. "Jon doesn't like to talk about it, but he made a lot of money with a start-up. So we live here. And have things like this for a closet." He stepped into a room about the size of my bedroom growing up. Around the edges were hooks and shelves holding various pieces of leather and toys. It was almost like being in the leather store downtown, except in one corner was a small bar, complete with a sink and small fridge. I had watched enough leather porn on XTube to recognize the other things in the room, a sling, a fuck bench, and a sturdy metal cage. I took a deep breath. My lungs filled with the scent of leather and sweat, and my head swam a bit. The marijuana was starting to hit, and now, this dirty porno jerk-off fantasy was starting to come true. My asshole twitched. I wanted another hit from the pipe. "You smoke weed?" Jon asked, almost reading my mind. "Yeah," I said. "You ever try G?" Seth asked me. "I've heard of it," I said. I had read stories about drug-fueled parties. "But not sure about it. What does it do?" "It's a bit like weed," Jon said. "It makes everything very mellow and chill. Great for making out and cuddling." He was standing behind me, close enough that I could feel the warmth from his body. I wanted it closer. "Have you been drinking?" he asked. "No," I said. I wanted to trust these two men. They made me feel like I could trust them. "Just vaped some weed." "Oh perfect," Seth said. "Just do a little, you can see how it feels. Then decide if you like it." He turned to Jon. "Maybe an ml?" "Him?" Jon said. He smiled at me. "Let's start him at .6. He's like half of you." He turned back tome. "Seth just wants to get you naked. I'll take care of you." He turned back to Seth. "But. Yes. Let's get Kenta naked and into his costume." "You get Kenta and us some G," Seth said. He stepped over to me, and wrapped his arms around me. He gave me a big kiss. "And I'll get Kenta naked." He peeled off my shirt with practiced ease, and tossed it into a corner. At the bar, Jon mixed something up. "This one is for you, Kenta," he said, reappearing with three glasses of orange juice. He handed me a glass, then handed one to Seth. "Cheers, boys," he said, as he toasted. "Do it quickly," he said, and then we clinked glasses. I swallowed it quickly, just like the others. But I could taste something bitter.

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

I wake up feeling the bed rustle and hear heavy breathing. I’m no longer wrapped around my boy, but hugging a pillow. It’s right in my face, blocking any view. It’s still daytime, though, and our room is well lit. I remain still as I become coherent. My dick is rock hard, as always when I wake up. I begin to make sense of what’s going on - Martin is no doubt trying to fuck my boy again. My stomach drops. Jealously starts to kick in.. thinking about Martin owning Ryan, stretching his hole to the point of no return, and filling his guts. We’re not even on prep. Ryan’s being so risky. My jealous anxious pit in my stomach makes my dick flex harder. Why the hell is it turning me on? It’s silent in the room aside from their breathing and the soft rustling of sheets. I slowly push the pillow down to get a peak. Ryan is face down with Martin laying fully on his back. Martins right arm is around Ryans neck. Martin is kissing the back of Ryans neck and ear. Ryan strains to breath and lightly moans. Martin is slowly thrusting while flexing his arm thats around Ryans neck, to hold him in place as he sinks deeper into his ass. Martin whispers into my boys ear “you want more of my cum? The entirety of my 4 day load?” Ryan whispers back “yes, I want all of it.” I can’t believe what I’m hearing. This is too much. Then Martin turns his head and looks at me right in the eyes. An evil smirk comes across his face and he thrusts more violently and deeper. Ryan moans “aahh” in mixed pain and pleasure. Ryan surely feels Martins dick deep in his stomach and his hole ripping. I behind to fist my dick and jack off. I can’t help but stroke. As Martin starts to pick up pace, he barks at me “Tom, come get a better view from behind me.” I quickly crawl off the bed and stand behind them. My gaze starts at Martins muscular furry ass cheeks flexing while he digs in, as he pulls back I see his dark pink ass hole through his thick black fur and his massive bull balls hanging below. He slows his thrusts and as he pulls back, I can see how taught Ryans hole is around his soda-can thick shaft. He continues to pull out, all the way out. Ryan exhales in relief. Ryans hole gapes and looks like it’s breathing. It’s more red than I’ve ever seen. Martins uncut meat is rock hard and is also red. It’s blood. As Martin thrusts a bit, poking his dick head around he smears Ryans ass blood around on Ryans inner thighs. “Tom, put me back in. Feel my dick fill Ryan.” I’m fisting my dick with my left hand while I guide his blood and cum-slick dick back into Ryans raw hole. I watch the foreskin slowly roll back onto the Martins shaft as his bare dick head disappears into my boys guts. I caress Martins huge balls as they tighten. Ryan cries out again “uhhh oh fuck.” I feel Ryan push his ass up to swallow more of Martins dick. I’m so close to cumming, I have to stop jerking myself and look away from the hole. My gaze wanders up Martins beefy, animalistic back. Then I notice a dark red circular tattoo hidden under his fur, sprawling across his right shoulder blade. It’s a giant biohazard sign with what depicts blood dripping from the sharp points. Does this mean Martin positive? He’s already fucked one massive load in Ryan and about to another into his raw fertile ass. Martin says to me “How’s the view? You know my dna will always be with him.” Is this poz talk? Ryan has no idea. It’s already too late, I can’t stop them. Martin growls right into Ryans ear “You want my seed?” Ryan quietly responds “Yes, always.” Martin picks up his pace thrusting and moans “Ahhhh” I watch Martins asshole and balls flex and pump as they unload the venom. He whispers into his ear “Take it. It’s yours. Carry my dna.” Ryan pushes his ass hole back onto Martins dick, to squeeze ever drop out. Ryan cries out “ah fuck, ahh” and he cums without touching his own dick. I didn’t even realize that I was stroking this whole time, and am also set over the edge. My dick explodes harder than it ever has, jetting onto Martins ass cheek and then onto the floor. I feel my abs flexing to fully empty my balls. I can’t believe how turned on I am. I start to realized what just transpired and stand there in shock. I stare at martins massive death stick slowly exit my boys hole. Ryans hole is destroyed and gaping. A stream of white cum and blood start to pour out of his wide-open hole. I can see directly inside him, and the massive pool of cum. Martin rolls off Ryan onto his back. Ryan reaches back to feel his broken hole. He fingers himself, first with one finger, then three fingers. Is he massaging the cum into his walls? Then he brings his finger up to his mouth and tastes it. My mouth hangs open, in awe. I look over at Martin. Martin gives me the same evil smirk and raises his finger to his mouth making the “shh” sign. Martin breaks the silence “I like Ryan being filled with me.” I lay down on the bed in between them. My dick seems to still be hard. Ryan scoots his ass into my crotch and my dick starts to enter him. Ryan doesn’t even flinch, it’s like he barely notices or feels it. Ryan says to me “Let’s sleep like this. Keep it in there.” He pushed back on my dick harder. I can tell hes trying to flex his hole, but nothing is hardly happening. Is Ryan using my dick as a plug? Martin scoots up behind me, to be the big spoon, and wraps his arms all the way around both Ryan and me. Ryan lets go of my hand and holds hands with Martin. My stomach drops in jealousy of them holding hands, but my dick remains rock hard.

I wake and barely open my eyes. It's still dark in my room. My naked body is pressed up against my boyfriend. I'm 34, 6'2, 220 lbs, white, brown hair, dark blue eyes moderately hairy upper body, hairy underside, thick 7.5" cut dick and muscular. He's 36, 5'11, 200 lbs, white pale skin, brown eyes, black hair, medium body hair up top, very furry legs and ass and muscular as well. I'm the big spoon. My arms are wrapped around him tightly, and his are holding mine in place. In my sleepy fog I feel my dick flex; it's rock hard, throbbing, and nestled up against his furry ass that's still slick with cum and lube from me breeding him before we passed out. Almost involuntarily, I gently push my hips forward and feel his muscular ass and and coarse hair gripping my dick. My dick is so sensitive right now, I must've been having a sex dream. My balls ache letting me know they have more cum ready. He's dead asleep still. I slowly push in a little deeper. I inhale his smell and start to feel the tingling in my nuts. I slowly rock my hips and feel my dick head start to breach his hole. I'm careful not to go in too deep to wake him. It seems like I can feel every one his hair has hairs pulling on the sides of my dicks shaft, like they're trying to milk out my cum. I feel his sphincter wrap all the way around the neck of my dick and cinch. It's now open and welcoming my precum. I stay inserted and flex my dick in there to lube it with more precum. The animal in me starts to take over and I can't help but thrust a little more. Fucckk my dick begins to flex and pump my cum directly into his open hole. I push in the deepest yet to make sure it all goes in him. Although I stopped thrusting, my dick pumps out its last few ropes deep inside his rectum. I'm careful to not breath too hard. He's still sleep; success. My dick deflates and falls out of him. I drift back off to sleep. I wake again to the sound of my phone buzzing. I roll away from my man, Ryan, to reach my phone located on my nightstand. "Hey handsome, do you still live in Chicago?" My stomach drops a bit.. it's Martin one of my old fuck buddies. He's a 48 year old 6'1 200lbs furry latino muscle daddy with a hot thick uc 8" dick with big heavy balls and all top. Although I rarely bottom, and am exclusively a top with my boyfriend, I enjoy bottoming for muscle daddies like Martin.

Always thought it would hot and piggy to be tied down spread eagle on a bed or sling, then blindfolded, hear the room door open and hear two more guys enter the room. One gives my cock a trimix shot, while one of the other guys, inserts a rig into my arm.. I fly high and my crotch and hole get super horned. i feel hands running up and down my legs and chest. Over my pubes. A hand grabs my stiffining cock. Its pulled out and down from my body. Another hand rubs my pubes and then I hear two sets of clippers turn on. The buzzing turns me on big time. A cock is pushed down my throat as the shaving begins. Totally smooth.. oink

Go for it! Few years ago I was working on site as an apprentice first-fix joiner. The site foreman called me over to explain my next job. He was stand-in really close to me and he was a big beefy daddy - exactly my type. We was wearing old grungy sweats and I could see the outline his cock. I took a chance and "accidentally" brushed my hand over his bulge. that's all it took. Next thing I felt his big hand squeezing my ass. He told me to follow him and he led me into the store room and made me suck him off. I had to wipe his sperm off my face before going back to work. We fucked regularly after that - so yes, go after him.

A guy was fucking me and said “you’re going to take me loads tonight and Anton else I can get to come fuck you, you’ll take their loads too.” It was the first time a guy whored me and I spent the night getting fucked by whoever he invited over.

That is a light description still for ones that are easy to mold. there are other possibilities such as isolation, physical means of breaking etc. there is a reason why it is so often referred to as breaking.

Was on a conference call and fuck bud had been over. I had already fucked in a load but had to be on the call. He was horny as hell (me too) and sucked my dick the whole time I was on the phone call. I put it on mute and didn't have to say anything. Was just moaning with the pleasure. Thank goodness for the mute button. After I hung up I fucked and loaded him again.

The pulsation of The pulsation of that cock as he unloads his semen into that guys ass is perfection. Can't get any more intimate than that!

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Liam felt strange. He couldn´t move and his head seemed to be filled with cotton. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the ground. Above him, he could see cloth, lighted by a fire outside. But there were no walls and he could see grass on the ground. Slowly he realized that he was lying in a tent. The ground under beneath him was soft and he was covered by a blanket. His head rested on a pillow. Liam wanted to call for help, but only some muffled sounds came out. A cloth was wrapped around his mouth, gagging him. Liam struggled a bit and managed to get the blanket off. His hands were tied together in front of him and he was naked from above his waist. Then he remembered that he had been attacked. He had been kidnapped and now he was lying tied and gagged in a tent somewhere in the woods, completely at his captor's mercy. Liam cried into his gag and struggled in vain. His whole life, he had been in control of the world sourrounding him. He was the heir of the kingdom and only the queen, his mother, had more authority than him. And now he felt as helpless like he had never before in his life. Fear and panic spread in his mind. Liam started to scream and struggled like a maniac to get this bonds of. The leather straps bit in his flesh and blood turned the blanket red. Liam hardly realized how his captors jumped into the tent, his mind was completely captured in his own little world of fear. They grabbed his arms and tried to prevent further wounds; someone spoke, but Liam didn´t hear anything. A cloth was clamped over his face and the strange smell dragged him back to reality. The blonde kidnapper was sitting on Liam´s chest and pressed the cloth on his face. In this moment Liam realized something, that hit him like a punch. He could see the blonde´s ears: He was an elf. Liam stared at the young face with piercing blue eyes. He had never before seen an elf before, but he remembered that thing about their ears and their strength. They were slim and tall, but they had easily overpowered Liam. His own strength faded and Liam closed his eyes. He felt how they untied his hands. Then happened nothing for a while. Nish had used a healing spell on the boy´s hands. Kiaro and Nish were just busy with a meal when they heard noises coming out of their tent. Kiaro felt bad because of this. He had seen the fear in the boy´s eyes. He looked at Nish who was busy whiping the remaining blood away. “We´ll have to retie him.” Nish nodded. ”I´ll wrap some scarves around his wrists.”, Nish answered and left. Kiaro looked down at his captive. He wondered who he was and what would happen when he was going to wake up. Kiaro climbed off the boy and lay next to him, watching his face. He looked so damn sexy. Kiaro put the gag down and placed a kiss on the boy´s lips. “So soft.”, he said to himself and kissed him again, now forcing his tongue into his captive´s mouth, while running his hands through the silky red hair. When he finished the kiss Kiaro couldn´t control himself. He opened his leather pants, pulled down his underwear and lay on top of the sleeping beauty. The silk of their captive´s pants felt so great on his hard manhood. Kiaro started rubbing himself against the boy. Kiaro kissed the boy again and then he climbed a bit up and buried his face in that silky hair, enjoying the nice scent and his throbbing manhood rubbing over the boy´s smooth skin. Kiaro moaned and closed his eyes, then he came with a scream. Sinking back onto the blankets, Kiaro kissed the boy once more, this time very gentle. “Look what mess you've done.” Kiaro almost jumped when he heard Nish´s voice. His face turned red as he faced his friend. “Oh ehm I...” he started, but then he saw that hungry look in Nish´s violet eyes. “Shut up!”, was all Nish said when he pushed Kiaro down on the blanket. Kiaro grasped for air, when he suddenly felt a tongue on his cock. Nish gently ran his tongue over his friend´s manhood, licking every remaining drop of his cum into his hungry mouth. After he finished cleaning Kiaro, he wrapped his lips around the once more hardening cock and sucked him back into full erection. In the meantime, he guided Kiaro´s hand to his leather crotch and let the blonde give a litte back of what he had received. Nish enjoyed Kiaro´s moans of pleasure as he brought him to the edge of climax, then he simply let him go. „That´s for raping our captive...without me.“, Nish said and now turned around to the still sleeping boy and continued his licking on the boys well toned chest, removing every evidence of Kiaro´s little game. Meanwhile, Kiaro stuffed his erect member back into his pants; he would get a chance later. Now he also focused on their slowly awakening captive. He sat back onto the boy´s chest and ran his hands through his hair and over his face. The boy groaned as Nish started to run his hands over his pants. After some seconds of massaging the captive´s crotch formed a large bulge under the silk. Kiaro carefully placed his own bulge on the boy´s face, gently rubbing it on him. As the boy groaned again he was gagged by a leather clad crotch. Kiaro enjoyed some unwanted ball licking of his captive, while Nish continued to caress the boy´s cock through his pants. Kiaro moaned as the boy´s tongue probed that thing between his lips, and then tried to push it out. The boy opened his sexy green eyes and looked up to Kiaro, then down to what he was licking. He screamed...or at least tried to and threw his head away to get that thing off his mouth. Kiaro quickly got off his captive and let himself fall next to him, handgagging him, before he could scream. „Calm down, sweetie. That won´t hurt.“ He said. The boy looked at him with big, scared eyes. Nish had stopped his stroking when their captive started to struggle, but now he grabbed the silken pants and pulled them down in a swift motion. Their captive strted to jell in Kiaros hand and struggled like a madman. Kiaro just kept his hand firmly in place and placed his other hand on the boy´s chest to keep him down. Nish sat on their victims legs and wrapped his hand around the large erection in front of him. The boy moaned deeply and stopped struggling. „Feels nice, hmm?“ Kiaro whispered in his ear and lightly kissed him on the cheek. Devin couldn´t help but enjoy the skillful wanking of his cock. The elf knew exactly what he did and Devin could have come after two minutes, but his captor always stopped a second before and then worked on Devin´s balls for some time, before he returned his attention to the throbbing manhood. The blonde still kept his hand pressed on Devins mouth, but his other one was now pinching Devins nipples, while kissing his neck. Devin had never experienced something like this. Tied up and completely helpless he could not stop them and that turned him on. He was aroused like never before in his life and the cruel teasing of the dark haired elf feeded his need to come. He didn´t know for how long they kept him on the edge of a climax, but it had to be an hour or even more. Devin already begged with his eyes for relief, as the blonde stopped his stroking and licking. For some time they just looked in each others eyes, then the elf smiled. „That felt good I bet. But I know something better.“ He looked at his comrade and nodded. The dark haired alf grinned and suddenly took Devins cock into his mouth. Devin graped for air, as his member diasapeared in the elfs mouth...or at least some part. The elf tried his best, but he couldn´t get more than half of it into his mouth, so he just decided to work on what he could reach and used his hands to stroke the rest. Devin closed his eyes and just let himself fall into the waves of joy his captor send through his body. As he felt himself close to the greatest climax in his life suddenly something strange happened. Something slipped into his mouth. Devin opened his eyes and faced the blod elfes crotch. Unnoticed he had removed his hands and stripped naked and now he had put his own member into Devins mouth. Normally Devin would have beend terrified, but after this long teasing he was too horny to refuse. He licked his kidnappers cock hungriely and it didn´t taste unpleaseant as expected. The other one slowed down his licking to keep Devin aroused, untill he finished the blonde. What he did. Devin didn´t have to work more than five minutes as the elf fired a load of hot and tasty cum into Devins waiting mouth. He swallowed all he could get. Five big loads of that tasty liquid just disappeard and never left Devins mouth. The blonde elf smiled and Devin liked this picture. The blondes took his member out and laid next to Devin again, wrapped his arms around him and whispered a silent „Thank you“. Devin couldn´t answer, because the other elf now licked him with passion and skill. And then the cum that had waited for so long stormed out. Devin screamed loud and half rose from the bed as he fired load after load. The elf tried to swallow, but he just could not take it all. White semen ran down his chin and after the seventh load it just dropped out. Devin fell back into the pillow, still cumming. The blonde stared at the scene and could´t belive how much the prince gave untill he finally finished. „Wow.“ Was everything Kiaro could say. Nish was still busy licking every drop off he had missed. The Kiaro decided it was the best time for some questions. „Who are you?“ he asked the exhaused boy softly. „Devin.“ Was the weak answer. Kiaro looked at his captive in surprise. „The prince?“ he asked and the boy nodded. Kiaro and Nish looked at each other. Now it was Nish who said „Wow“ „Where can we bring you back?“ Kiaro asked and his state Devin just answered. „The castle of Lady Nasira.“ Kiaro nodded and looked at Nish. „Then you´ll send them a ransom note.“ Nish looked angry. „Why don´t you go?“ „I´m gonna have a taste of him too. And you really got enough of him, didn´t you?“ Nish said something Kiaro didn´t understand and left the tent. Kiaro now looked down at Devin and smiled. After some seconds he kissed the sleepy prince on the lips and forced his tongue into his mouth. As the prince kissed him back Kiaro felt a rush of excitement. He kissed the boy long and passionated and when he stopped he saw the prince´s cock already hard again. Kiaro had a closed look. The boy was well build. He was big, maybe one of the biggest he had seen yet and definetely the most beautiful. Nice formed and hard as a rock, with a drop of precum glistening on his head, inviting him to lick it off. The prince had opened his eyes again and looked up to Kiaro with dazed green eyes. „Shall I lick him?“ Kiaro asked and ran his fingertip over the whole lenght of that nice cock. „No, don´t...ugh stop th...aaaah.“ Kiaro just ignored the protests and licked that precum away. It tasted salty, but it was filled with an aroma that immedeatly made Kiaro hungry for more. But first he licked his way up and down the shaft. Devins protests had become a soft moaning. Kiaro carefully licked his captives balls and even took one in his mouth. „Ohhh....please....please...“ The boy begged. „Please what?“ Kiaro asked grining. „Please....make...make me cum.“ Now the boy could no longer stop himself and Kiaro smiled. The prince looked so hot, tied up, with a raging boner and this lust filled eyes. „How could I refuse?“ with that words Kiaro wrapped his lips around the princes cock head and then swallowed as much as he could get. „OOOHH.“ The prince moaned loudly. Kiaro moved his head up and down, licking and sucking the soft skin of this precious manhood. „Ooh god...son´t stop. Please...I´m cumming.“ Devin groaned in pleasure as he felt his next climax comming. Kiaro sucked harder and was rewarded with a load of semen. Devin came, still much more than usually, but less than the first time. Kiaro filled his mouth and let go of the cock. But Devin wans´t finished yet and shot two more loads into Kiaros face. Kiaro didn´t care. He let the liquid run through his mouth and over his tongue, enjoying the aroma, untill he finally let it run through his throat. Then he whiped the rest of his face and licked it from his fingers. Pleased he looked at the prince, who had already fallen asleep. For a moment he just watched the slumbering boy, then he snuggled to him, got the blanket and also went to sleep, his face buried in Devins red hair.

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

As we get up from the table, we both tuck our hard dicks under our waistbands. Although I want his load, I am not prepared to bottom and would never put myself in a position to bottom unprepared. Then a vision of Ryan being pinned down while Martin injects a thick load into him flashes in my mind. I’ve always been uneasy about the idea of having a threesome but for some reason this idea is turning me on. “Let’s go back to my place and see if Ryan wants to get naked.” “Do you have any pictures of him?” As we walk show him a few pictures and surprise myself by showing him his nudes and hole pic. He deeply growls “Mmm yes. I’m looking forward to meeting him.” We enter the my apartments front door. “Hey babe, I brought Martin over. As we kick off our shoes, Ryan comes to greet us. I see his eyes widen in surprise at how sexy Martin is. Ryan scans his body and takes a moment longer on his crock and I think notices the wet spot from his precum. Ryan goes in for handshake and Martin pulls him in for a strong hug. Ryan hugs back. Martin pulls his lower back into his waist. I can tell Ryan is a bit freaked out and breaks away. He looks at blushing me and nervously and says “good hug.” I can see Martins budge is already growing again. All three of us don’t wear much deodorant and it seems both the temperature in our entryway and our body orders fill the room. “Yeah, he does. You can hug him again is you want.” Ryan gives me a small smile. I can tell he’s in heaven. “Mmm, sure.” As he turns back to Martin. Martin grabs the back of his neck with his right hand and pulls him in for a kiss. His left hand immediately goes into the back of Ryans shorts, straight for his hole. Ryan gives in completely. I go up behind Ryan and start to kiss the back of his neck. I wrap by hands around both of them and pull us all closer. Martin pulls down Ryans shorts, exposing his ass, and then brings his left hand up to my mouth and jams his index, middle and ring finger to the back of my tongue. I suck and cover them in spit. He goes back to Ryan’s hole. Ryan flinches a bit and moans into Martin’s mouth. I know his fingers have breached his sphincter. I can’t believe how much this all turns me on. My dick is rock hard and won’t stop flexing. I reach around Ryan and feel his dick. It’s also rock hard and leaking precum. As I slowly jack him, I can feel that Ryan is jacking Martin. “Lets take this to the bedroom” I suggest. As we walk to the bedroom we all disrobe. Martin makes it onto the bed first, and lays down on his back. Ryan follows his, crawling on all fours, and begins to suck on his dick. I’m last and presented with my boyfriends spit wet hole. I dive in with my mouth and tongue. Martin is grabbing the sides of Ryan’s head with both hands and trying to jam as much of his massive uncut meat into Ryans mouth. I can feel Ryans sphincter with my tongue tighten each time Martin thrusts. “Ryan, don't move. Tom, let’s swap spots.” He commands. We shuffle around. My boy starts to suck my dick harder that he has in ages. He licks my thighs and massages my aching balls with his tongue. Martin is upright on his knees aiming his slick, wet dickhead at my boys hole. He drips a huge wad of spit right on to my boys hole. The room is filled with smell of spit and our BO. Martin rubs up and down my boys hole and begins to rock forward. His dick is big enough to ruin my boys hole for ever. Ryan moans in pain but arches his back harder. As Martin slowly starting to rock deeper I watch his furry abs flexing. Again I notice that he’s lost height, his ribs at more visible. His cheeks are a bit more boney. I snap back to reality, thinking about how unsafe this is.. Then my boy deep throats my dick, down to my balls and my eyes uncontrollably roll back into my head. I open and watch Martin starting to rock deeper, bottoming out inside my boys ass. I can only imagine how stretched out his hole is. It’s surly ripping. Martin deeply moans “mmmI’m getting close.. you want my load?” My boy just moans and reaches back to pulls Martins leg into him. I feel my balls tense as well. “I’m about to cum also.” Martin growls, gripping Ryans waist hard, and thrusts into my boy. He’s injecting him as deeper than I can image. He keeps growling and thrusting. I erupt as well and pull my boys head all the way down onto my dick. My cum jets down his throat. Ryans starts to moan as well as both of our dicks are fully impaired. He’s cumming onto the bed without touching his dick. Martin slowly pulls out and flops on the bed and says to me “I hadn’t cum in the last 4 days. Your boy is definitely be pregnant.” My boyfriend responds “I’m happy to carry your babies.” We chuckle and all lay down on the bed, spooning. I am the big spoon, my boy is in the middle, and Martin is laying on his back. As my boy pushes his ass to my crotch, I reach down and feel his hole. It's still gaping and so wet. I can feel the jizz leaking out. We all drift off to sleep covered in sweat and spit, and my boy fully loaded.

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

Got home after a long day at the office and ended up going to bed early. Got to fuck a third load into my husband while cuddling. His arse was oozing cum and the smell sex he had during the day with 2 heavy cummers who enjoyed his slutty arse. Slept like a baby afterwards...

When I lived down South, this hung top who used to breed me would always talk about this incredible sex party that happened a few times a year. Evidently the thing was in a huge house out in the country with 100 horny men or so. You had to be "invited" of course, and I begged him to get me on the list every time he brought it up. Especially since I'd never been to a party that big before. The next time the party rolled around, I finally got my wish. In my email I had the invitation! And this was the annual "leather party". There were some stipulations-- all guests had to be in some kind of leather gear, there was an entry fee of $20, and you had to show if you RSVP'd or else no more invites. I RSVP'd "yes" and counted down the days. The party was at night and about 2 hours away from where I lived. It really was out in the country some, and the house was indeed huge. I signed in, gave the doorkeeper my $20, put my clothes in the designated area, and then began to wander. There was fucking and sucking EVERYWHERE! It was a two-story house and every room had something going on. There were slings in the garage, along with glory hole booths. There were folks fucking on the deck. Bedrooms were being used for orgy scenes and the walk-in closets were dark hideaways for quickies. I was overwhelmed. I was also so fucking turned on by the scene! Leather daddies and bears and jocks Everywhere I looked. Harnesses, chaps, jocks, caps, hoods-- you name it, I saw it. I was rather modestly decked out in a borrowed harness, jockstrap, and combat boots. Eventually I managed to get my courage up (after a few beers) and I sucked a few guy's cocks in the garage area. I also found a guy willing to sneak into a gloryhole booth with me-- where after a bit of coaxing I bent over and took his raw cock. This guy came quickly, and then said "Dude, don't tell my boyfriend we did this. We agreed that we wouldn't fuck raw tonight." One fuck was all it took. Now that my pump was primed, I was horny and ready to go for more cock! My only problem is that I was sorta shy when it came to getting fucked. I liked it to be just one-on-one, and most of the house was wide open to voyeurs. So I ended up wandering around a lot. During my wanderings, I kept passing by the stairway to the basement which was open, but roped off. There was a red light on down there, but I couldn't tell much beyond that. When I bumped into my fuckbuddy who got me on the party list, I asked him about the basement. "Oh, that's a special fuck dungeon and it's by invitation only.". I asked who did the inviting, and it was the host (whom I hadn't officially met yet). So I asked my buddy if maybe he could wangle me another invite. "Man, I don't know if you want that. It gets pretty hard core down there." I said I'd come this far, why stop now? He said he'd look into it for me. After that I wandered a bit more, sucked some more cock, and then eventually wandered upstairs. In the bedroom many guys were fucking on the bed and there was a guy getting fisted in a portable sling. I stood next to a hot, leather daddy who was in chaps and a harness. I'd noticed this particular daddy all night so far, but he aleays just seemed to be watching. We watched the fisting together and jacked a bit. Eventually I leaned in close and asked if he liked to fuck. He said yeah. I reached down, grabbed his cock, and said "I want this in me, but I like it a bit more private." He led me to the walk-in closet which was pitch dark. I could hear two other guys going at it in there, and the smell of poppers and ass was intoxicating. Daddy shoved me down and I started sucking his cock. It was a thick, uncut 7 incher and I was really enjoying it. Then he spun me around and started eating my ass. "Mmm, tastes like you've already taken a load tonight," he grunted. I said I had. He then said he was gonna fuck some more into me. But before he did, he said he needed to lube me up some more. He fumbled around behind me for a bit, then I felt a small tube slide up my ass. Then he squirted the "lube" in me. Then he positioned his cock behind me while i took a hit of poppers. Then he started fucking me. Hard. After about 5 minutes of fucking, I started to feel funny. Light headed. Disoriented. At first I figured it was the beer and poppers, and having my head down while being bent over and fucked. But it got worse. Soon my arms and legs got really heavy and lethargic and I was so tired I couldn't keep my eyes open. Top daddy had a firm grip on my hips and was still fucking me. Then I blacked out. After that, the details of the night are really hazy. The next thing I remember is seeing a red lightbulb glowing above me, while I was getting both holes fucked in a sling. I can remember feeling a cock thrusting in and out of my mouth and feeling a cock thrusting into my ass. At the time I thought it was one cock and found it odd that it was able to fuck me in two places. The next thing I remember was seeing all these hovering faces around me. They were grinning and saying things, but it sounded like I was under water. There was just a rushing in my ears and everything was so foggy and thick. I foun the rocking motion of the sling quite soothing. I lost all track of time. Everything seemed to be in slow motion, but every time I looked down toward my feet, I would see a different face hovering there. And I could feel the slapping of hips against my ass, but it felt like it was coming from miles away. Everything was so heavy- my head. My arms. My legs. At one point I knee thinking that I needed to escape and I tried to sit up. But several hands pushed me back down and then kindly fed me more poppers. Then there is another blank stretch in my memory. The next time I came around I knew what was going on. I was in the dungeon, in a sling, and being gang banged. There were only 4 guys in the room at this point, one of them was my fuckbuddy. "Dude, what's going on? What's happening to me?" I asked-- even though I really knew. "You said you were looking for an invite to the basement. I guess the host took a liking to you-- mainly because you're such a novice. But he figured you might balk at getting knocked up by a ton of guys, so he... Sorta helped you along." "You mean he drugged me?? Fuck this!! Get me out of here!" I begged. "Why? It's too late. The party's nearly over and 20 guys have already taken their turn and cum in your hole. You might as well just let these last few finish up." I stopped fighting. 20 guys had used my ass as their cumdump?? As I laid there, I felt the guy fucking me stiffen and groan an I knew that load 21 was shooting into me. I asked my buddy for some more poppers, and let the remaining three (my fuckbuddy included) use my ass. I watched them each take a turn, but it was like I was watching someone else get fucked. When my buddy finished up inside me, he helped me down out of the sling, and supported me while I climbed the stairs. He tossed me onto one of the fuckbeds in rhe first floor bedroom and told me to sleep it off. The next thing I remember is waking up in late morning with a chalky mouth, a splitting headache, and a supremely sore ass. It also felt like I needed to take a shit something fierce. I stumbled to the bathroom and sat down. And I swear a pint of cum ran out of my ass. It just kept flowing out of me, burning my raw asshole as it dribbled out. I dressed quickly after that and drove myself that long 2 hour drive home. The whole time freaking out about being drugged... And raped. And used raw by that many guys. And I had paid $20 for it too. Of course I also got hard thinking about it and gave my load to a stall wall in a rest area on the way home.

Ok so I’m a porn addict, but of course supply often lags behind demand. Sometimes I’ll stumble upon some insanely hot guys in a raunchy scenario I’ve not seen before, but as soon as I spot a condom when the fucking starts I lose complete interest. Am I alone or just being picky?

Open wide and let him use you. Breathe through your nose and enjoy having your throat used like a fleshjack. Being able to handle a hard throat fucking that produces gobs of spit is what makes you a good fag. Had this happen to me this past Friday when I hooked up with a new dude with a rock solid 7". One of those dicks that isn't your biggest ever, but is not flexible in any way so it's like a sword. Plus he had a dom attitude, so the combination of his attitude and dick meant that I was going to be getting my throat widened whether I liked it or not. Took it as a challenge to make myself swallow his entire cock down to the base. The incredible thrust at the back of your mouth as it scrapes into your throat is priceless. He said I was one of the few guys who's taken his cock down to the pubes.

I have head to three coworkers in my time. Two I didn't know until after the fact. The third was planned. My general rule is it's a bad idea to mess with co-workers. Definitely don't do it if one of you are in a supervisory position. Sex is great but not worth endangering one's job.

You need to check into corporate policy before you put your job in jeopardy.

Cannot wait for Vault139 to re-open. had some very hot times there on the naked Thursday nights...

Dont waste my time if i seea rubber on a cock. Complete turn off, its almost like watching "fake sex" Natural fucks are more realistic & intimate, they should ban condom porn!

Bark! your a local to me 🙂

Thanks everybody, I went and they checked for everything including hepatitis tests and ultrasounds and also a second blood test of the liver enzymes. Everything was negative/normal. My liver enzymes were normal for the second time so all is good fortunatly. I have decided to do a hapatitis B booster vaccine and get vaccinated against hepatitis A also after all of this. They will check everything again next year so thats it for now. And thanks for all the feedback.

It’s always up to my top to decide how long he wants to fuck me. I love cock in my hole, and have no problem being used for a long time, as long as I get rewarded with a huge load in the end, or even better several loads if he’s a multiple cummer.

Yes, the more anonymous the better

I'm a chubby, 57-year-old bottom. I got fucked by a super hot 24-year-old Sunday. I had to put off a hot 19-year-old Tuesday because I was swamped at work and couldn't sneak in a quickie. I get hit up by young chubby chasers all the time.

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

Not alone - the worst is when someone has titled or tagged the video to make it sound like bareback. I hate when I spend a few minutes watching a hot set up only to have it turn into rubber-porn.

I lay there in the dark. I could just see shapes in front of me. I was on a leather mattress, one of three next to each other. A guy I could see was lying next to me. Like me he had his ass open to the sky, to anyone. My ass was open to anyone as well. But it was open to Poz guys more than anyone else. I didn’t want to discriminate. But to me I needed Poz cum. Only 30 minutes before I was on my iPhone typing my position and area on my iPhone. The ad I placed in Barebackrt was very specific. “ Poz guys only to breed Neg guy not on Prep in dark room at Bathhouse. Please bareback Poz with the words not on Meds Poz” time and place. Here I was 30 mins later lying on my stomach in the dark . My asshole was lubed. Every other minute I sniffed poppers. My cock was irrelevant. It is an intense experience lying in the dark, sniffing poppers, watching shadows in front of you. The guy next to me was as still as a plank. Part of me wanted to check his pulse. When a guy came near him and start to fuck him, he hardly made a sound. You could feel men’s hands feel your ass and legs ,finger your hole. Random men . But I wanted something else . Something more . I waited. It seemed like forever and not long at all. A guy was feeling my leg in the dark. It was slow . He got to my ass and seemed to linger around my hole. Suddenly a voice came out of the darkness” Not on Meds , Poz” That was it . Nothing for a moment, as I breathed harder. Suddenly I felt wetness, Then I felt hardness. Then pain , then pleasure. Next to me the voice again.” You got more than you bargained for . Take that Poz cock.” He pushed it in hard. I had an intake of breath. We both stopped for a moment . Then a voice. “ “You sure you want this?. No turning back” He almost impaled me and I answered almost in a scream. “ Give me your Poz DNA.” He breathed against my neck. “ Your a fucking slut” “ Yes” I responded. The guy fucking me laughed. Then loudly he said to anyone in the room “ This slut wants to be fucked Poz, full of Poz cum. No self respect. He deserves everything he gets. Load him up with anything”. With his elbow he pushed me down. “I will be back”. He got off me. Emptiness. This was only for a minute or so . “ Fuck bitch you want fucking AIDS!!” In short jabbing movements the next guy did not care. “ Been Poz 3 weeks you will fucking have this Pozzz” He trailed off. He had cum. So quickly. He managed to say “ Slut” as he left me but he disappeared as quickly as he came. I felt myself smile. This is heaven.This is the meaning of life. Another voice. “ No meds, Poz” this guy just grunted, again and again pushing into me. “ Fuck slut you are Poz “ He came abruptly. Next to me the other guy being bottomed moved. He put his hand on my shoulder”. I need to cum “ He said. “ I have no idea what I am . If I have it or not. Never been tested”. “Please fuck me “ I replied. He moved on top of me and started to pound hard my ass . “ I need to cum .Fuck this is so hot. Fuck you are so we wet. Fuuck!”. He had cum. He breathed against my neck. He stayed there for the longest time and then moved” Hope you get what you want” He said as he left. I was still smiling to myself in the darkness when I heard a familiar voice. Gruffly he announced to the shadows . “Have you had your fill of Poz cum slut? “ “ Never” I replied. “Please fill me up with more” He rammed into me hard. I panted into the mattress. “I am close ,slut. You are going to be Charged Poz. Fuck you are going to have dirty seed in you. Take that Poz seed! “ We both lay there. “You are going to have to go out of this Dark room eventually. People are milling around out the door to see who the Poz loving cum dump is. I smiled to myself. I had achieved wanted I was a Poz loving cum dump in a Bathhouse darkroom.

Part 5 It’s been 3 weeks with Faggot, but it’s felt like an eternity. At this point, life has become regular, and we’ve faced our challenges. As much as I’d love to, there just aren’t enough local guys around who are willing to pay to dump a load. A few regular clients sure wasn’t enough to count as any significant income, but I made sure Faggot spent his time wisely. I started serving as his personal trainer, getting him to keep that perfect toned twink body. When he wasn’t getting fucked by johns, I often had to leave him chained up alone in the Cave while I went and made drug runs. I didn’t want him to start dealing too – this was a man’s job, and I couldn’t afford to let an inexperienced whore boy get me in trouble. I was getting frustrated, and I was taking it out on Faggot’s cunt for sure. Every chance I got. Even if he barely made me any money, at least I always had a hole to fuck every time I got horny. I could tell being the only man Faggot interacted with regularly has affected him too, and the little slut was definitely getting feelings for me. I could tell in the way he looked at me. I was everything to him: the man that held him at night when we slept, the man that decided what dick he’s going to take, the man that fed him, clothed him, drugged him, abused him, and above all, the man that fucks him hard multiple times every day. He was my only boy too – sure, sometimes one of my customers would suck me off, but I always came home to Faggot, and the sex was always better. Faggot worked hard to please me, always slurping my dick with gusto, licking and sniffing my feet when I’m online looking for johns, and letting me take his cunt even when it ends up in him screaming and drooling everywhere. Things took a turn when Marino showed up at my door with a boy in his early-mid 20s. He looked a lot like I did at that age – almost as tall as Marino at 6’3” with the perfect jock body, a big blade-pattern tattoo covering his left shoulder. He had a snap back on, a wife-beater, gym shorts, and sneakers on his giant size 14 feet. Even though he had a generically handsome and chiseled face, he had yellow teeth and a disheveled look about him. Lots of stains on his shirt and his shirt, and it seemed like it’s been a while since he showered. It had been a while since I had seen Marino, and he hadn’t been responding to me on Signal. In his right hand, he held a giant black trash bag. Marino was in his casual garb. “Long time no see,” I said. I could hear Faggot shuffling in the Cave, preparing himself for whoever our guest was. Marino didn’t bother greeting me back and just walked in with his new guest, who looked me up and down, pleased. “Who’s this?” I asked. “My son,” Marino said matter-of-factly. I raised an eyebrow, but wasn’t too shocked. Marino’s bragged about how many women he’s knocked up in his lifetime. He’s a serial breeder who carelessly cums inside every girl he fucks, and between his dozens of girlfriends and one night stands reaching the thousands, it’s not surprising. One can only guess how much he pays in child support, or how many of those women he managed to escape or abandon successfully. “Brent,” the young man introduced with a smile, extending a hand. I shook it firmly, but was a little confused. I wasn’t sure about this kid. Why was he so happy to see me? I sure hope that Marino wasn’t just gonna dump his kid onto me because he has power over my criminal activity as a cop. “This kid tracked me down last week and showed up at my doorstep while I was with my girl. Apparently his whore of a mom’s kicked him out, but I can’t have him staying with me,” Marino grunted. “I’m sending him here to stay with you, but don’t worry. The boy wants to work. I told him I might be able to find a gig for him working as a dealer, and he was up for it. I got some stuff for you to push too.” With that, Brent reaches into his shorts and pulls out half a pound of T. “We seized a ton of this shit in a bust last year, so I took some. Gimme 3 Gs for this and you can do whatever you want with it.” “Marino, my man,” I said, grinning. He’s one of the bad guys, and he knows it. “I can certainly use the help.” I looked at Brent, who was grinning from ear to ear. He was looking at his dad, clearly pleased. This must’ve been a big change from living with his mom. “Alright, I’m gonna jet. My girl’s waiting for me. If this shit causes you any trouble, let me know, alright? He’s got all his stuff with him in that bag. Packed real minimally.” With that, Marino stepped back out and closed the door behind him. I turned to Brent, and now I’m all business. “I don’t know why you got that stupid grin on your face, but this Is gonna be real work, and you better take this shit seriously or we’re all gonna end up in trouble, alright? You do everything I say, and you go on the first few runs with me and just keep your mouth shut. I’ll teach you everything, including how to find customers and how to cut and price your shit.” “Yes, sir,” the boy said. “As for where you’re gonna sleep, you can see that this place is empty.” As I said this, I realized that the place was largely unfurnished but the amount of trash and debris covering every surface has built up like crazy over the past few weeks. “We got a couch in this room, so you can crash there. Bathroom’s over there. This is my bed,” I said, pointing to the mattress. “And this is the Cave.” I opened up the door to where Faggot was laying on the mattress with his legs in the air, rubbing his pink hole with grease. “Holy FUCK,” Brent yelled in awe. “And THAT is Faggot. He is our whore and we pimp him for extra cash. You’re free to fuck him whenever you like. You fuck fags?” “Dude, I usually only fuck pussy, but this is fucking hot. I never imagined you had a personal whore. And look at him… Fuck…” Brent inched towards Faggot and immediately started rubbing and groping him softly. “So smooth, man. Smoother than a girl. And his skin is so soft.” Faggot moaned softly and inched closer towards Brent. “I’m glad you like him. You can be responsible for being his handler,” I added. “Especially if I’m busy making a run, you’ll double up trying to find more guys to use him.” I moved over to Faggot, grabbed his chin, and spit in his face. “You do everything this boy tells you to do, got it? You treat him like you treat me, because he’ll be the one in charge when I’m not around. It’s time you finally made some money with that stupid cunt of yours. Do you understand?” “Yes, Daddy,” Faggot cried weakly. I smacked him hard across the face. “Good Faggot.” Brent’s face lit up in shock when I smacked him. “Damn, he just takes it like that? You smack him even when he does as he’s told?” I grinned, realizing that this boy has never been able to treat anyone like this. That kind of stuff only happened in the porn he watched. “That fucking slut loves it when you treat him like that,” I said. “Do you not like that?” “No, no way man!” Brent said, now excited. Without warning, he grabbed Faggot by the neck and smacked him as hard as he could. His hands were so big, the impact instantly messed up Faggot’s hair and sent tears to his eyes. Then, before Faggot could turn back, he smacked him even harder again and then thrust him down on the mattress by his throat. Faggot tried to cry out feebly as Brent restrained him and pulled down his shorts to reveal a long, hard uncut 8” dick. He dropped a giant wad of spit onto his dick and lined it up with Faggot’s already greased up hole, then thrust in with as much force as possible. Faggot flailed his legs in alarm, but Brent immediately fucked him hard and fast, ignoring his resistance. I looked on in amazement. He rammed into him as if he forgot about the person at the other end of his dick, just savagely ripping into the boy in spite of his moans and screams. He pinned the boy down with one arm while he held one of his ankles with the other, pulling his legs apart. He never bothered to take off any of his clothes or even switch positions, he just fucked. My own dick grew hard at the sight, and I took it out to jerk. Brent groaned loudly like an animal as he fucked. “Fuck yeah,” I caught myself saying. “Fucking destroy that slut.” “YEAH! FUCK! YOU LIKE THAT, DON’T YOU, YOU FUCKING WHORE? FUCK, I’VE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO FUCK ANY CHICKS LIKE THIS – I’M GOING TO FUCKING MURDER THAT HOLE!” Brent barked. “Feels…hurts so good!” Faggot cried weakly between yelps, earning him a hard smack from Brent. “FUCK YOU! LOOK AT YOU ENJOYING THAT BIG DICK TEARING YOU UP. FUCKING FAGGOT! YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A FUCKING FAGGOT WHORE, YOU’RE WORTH LESS THAN TRASH! I’M GONNA GIVE YOU WHAT YOU DESERVE FAGGOT!” Brent started punch fucking Faggot so hard, they slid off the mattress, but it didn’t stop him. He’d pound him all the way in, then just rip into him like a jackhammer. “AHHHHH!” Faggot cried as Brent slipped his dick all the way out and then slammed it back in, fucking the boy against the concrete floor. “I’M GONNA CUM IN YOU, BITCH!” Brent roared, picking up the pace. He started fucking him so savagely it looked like he was just bouncing in and out of the boy’s hole. Every thrust made a loud smacking sound, and I could hear the heavy sloshing of Faggot’s wet pussy as his insides were churned and mashed up by that big dick. Finally, Brent started convulsing, and he emitted a roar so intense you would’ve thought he was in pain. He shook, trembled, and then slowly pulled out, leaving Faggot there panting. I turned to Brent, now satisfied and not even able to look at Faggot. “Go online and see if you can find more guys to come fuck him. You pick the price, whatever gets them over here and puts money in our pockets,” I said. “If you wanna smoke some Tina, I’m sure there’s a pipe packed somewhere in the other room.” Still panting from his intense fuck, Brent simply nodded and got up, presumably to go get the pipe, leaving me alone with my boy. “Get up,” I ordered. Faggot stood up, his legs barely able to support his weight. I dragged him to the wall, lowered him to his needs, and pressed him against the wall. Crawling behind him, now naked except for my socks, I spit on my dick and shoved it in. Still so tight, just the way I like it. I could immediately feel the creamy warmth of Brent’s cum. The boy had dumped a HUGE load in him. This time it was a much more quiet fuck. It was impersonal and casual, just me pumping the boy against the wall on our knees while he moaned softly. I didn’t say a word, didn’t slap him, nothing, just pumped him like some anon stranger until I felt like I was going to cum. Then, groaning, I dumped my load, and without a word, ripped out of him and walked out of the room to join Brent in blowing some clouds. Watching Brent fuck Faggot made me realize how little I actually gave a shit about the boy. As we puffed in the other room, leaving Faggot just laying there in the Cave, Brent informed me he found a john: a hairy heavy-set man in his 60s on Craigslist willing to pay $100 to breed Faggot. I grinned, proud of my new apprentice. It was going to be a good feeling to hear Faggot moan while some seedy stranger fucks him in the other room while we hunt for more. Part 5 It’s been 3 weeks with Faggot, but it’s felt like an eternity. At this point, life has become regular, and we’ve faced our challenges. As much as I’d love to, there just aren’t enough local guys around who are willing to pay to dump a load. A few regular clients sure wasn’t enough to count as any significant income, but I made sure Faggot spent his time wisely. I started serving as his personal trainer, getting him to keep that perfect toned twink body. When he wasn’t getting fucked by johns, I often had to leave him chained up alone in the Cave while I went and made drug runs. I didn’t want him to start dealing too – this was a man’s job, and I couldn’t afford to let an inexperienced whore boy get me in trouble. I was getting frustrated, and I was taking it out on Faggot’s cunt for sure. Every chance I got. Even if he barely made me any money, at least I always had a hole to fuck every time I got horny. I could tell being the only man Faggot interacted with regularly has affected him too, and the little slut was definitely getting feelings for me. I could tell in the way he looked at me. I was everything to him: the man that held him at night when we slept, the man that decided what dick he’s going to take, the man that fed him, clothed him, drugged him, abused him, and above all, the man that fucks him hard multiple times every day. He was my only boy too – sure, sometimes one of my customers would suck me off, but I always came home to Faggot, and the sex was always better. Faggot worked hard to please me, always slurping my dick with gusto, licking and sniffing my feet when I’m online looking for johns, and letting me take his cunt even when it ends up in him screaming and drooling everywhere. Things took a turn when Marino showed up at my door with a boy in his early-mid 20s. He looked a lot like I did at that age – almost as tall as Marino at 6’3” with the perfect jock body, a big blade-pattern tattoo covering his left shoulder. He had a snap back on, a wife-beater, gym shorts, and sneakers on his giant size 14 feet. Even though he had a generically handsome and chiseled face, he had yellow teeth and a disheveled look about him. Lots of stains on his shirt and his shirt, and it seemed like it’s been a while since he showered. It had been a while since I had seen Marino, and he hadn’t been responding to me on Signal. In his right hand, he held a giant black trash bag. Marino was in his casual garb. “Long time no see,” I said. I could hear Faggot shuffling in the Cave, preparing himself for whoever our guest was. Marino didn’t bother greeting me back and just walked in with his new guest, who looked me up and down, pleased. “Who’s this?” I asked. “My son,” Marino said matter-of-factly. I raised an eyebrow, but wasn’t too shocked. Marino’s bragged about how many women he’s knocked up in his lifetime. He’s a serial breeder who carelessly cums inside every girl he fucks, and between his dozens of girlfriends and one night stands reaching the thousands, it’s not surprising. One can only guess how much he pays in child support, or how many of those women he managed to escape or abandon successfully. “Brent,” the young man introduced with a smile, extending a hand. I shook it firmly, but was a little confused. I wasn’t sure about this kid. Why was he so happy to see me? I sure hope that Marino wasn’t just gonna dump his kid onto me because he has power over my criminal activity as a cop. “This kid tracked me down last week and showed up at my doorstep while I was with my girl. Apparently his whore of a mom’s kicked him out, but I can’t have him staying with me,” Marino grunted. “I’m sending him here to stay with you, but don’t worry. The boy wants to work. I told him I might be able to find a gig for him working as a dealer, and he was up for it. I got some stuff for you to push too.” With that, Brent reaches into his shorts and pulls out half a pound of T. “We seized a ton of this shit in a bust last year, so I took some. Gimme 3 Gs for this and you can do whatever you want with it.” “Marino, my man,” I said, grinning. He’s one of the bad guys, and he knows it. “I can certainly use the help.” I looked at Brent, who was grinning from ear to ear. He was looking at his dad, clearly pleased. This must’ve been a big change from living with his mom. “Alright, I’m gonna jet. My girl’s waiting for me. If this shit causes you any trouble, let me know, alright? He’s got all his stuff with him in that bag. Packed real minimally.” With that, Marino stepped back out and closed the door behind him. I turned to Brent, and now I’m all business. “I don’t know why you got that stupid grin on your face, but this Is gonna be real work, and you better take this shit seriously or we’re all gonna end up in trouble, alright? You do everything I say, and you go on the first few runs with me and just keep your mouth shut. I’ll teach you everything, including how to find customers and how to cut and price your shit.” “Yes, sir,” the boy said. “As for where you’re gonna sleep, you can see that this place is empty.” As I said this, I realized that the place was largely unfurnished but the amount of trash and debris covering every surface has built up like crazy over the past few weeks. “We got a couch in this room, so you can crash there. Bathroom’s over there. This is my bed,” I said, pointing to the mattress. “And this is the Cave.” I opened up the door to where Faggot was laying on the mattress with his legs in the air, rubbing his pink hole with grease. “Holy FUCK,” Brent yelled in awe. “And THAT is Faggot. He is our whore and we pimp him for extra cash. You’re free to fuck him whenever you like. You fuck fags?” “Dude, I usually only fuck pussy, but this is fucking hot. I never imagined you had a personal whore. And look at him… Fuck…” Brent inched towards Faggot and immediately started rubbing and groping him softly. “So smooth, man. Smoother than a girl. And his skin is so soft.” Faggot moaned softly and inched closer towards Brent. “I’m glad you like him. You can be responsible for being his handler,” I added. “Especially if I’m busy making a run, you’ll double up trying to find more guys to use him.” I moved over to Faggot, grabbed his chin, and spit in his face. “You do everything this boy tells you to do, got it? You treat him like you treat me, because he’ll be the one in charge when I’m not around. It’s time you finally made some money with that stupid cunt of yours. Do you understand?” “Yes, Daddy,” Faggot cried weakly. I smacked him hard across the face. “Good Faggot.” Brent’s face lit up in shock when I smacked him. “Damn, he just takes it like that? You smack him even when he does as he’s told?” I grinned, realizing that this boy has never been able to treat anyone like this. That kind of stuff only happened in the porn he watched. “That fucking slut loves it when you treat him like that,” I said. “Do you not like that?” “No, no way man!” Brent said, now excited. Without warning, he grabbed Faggot by the neck and smacked him as hard as he could. His hands were so big, the impact instantly messed up Faggot’s hair and sent tears to his eyes. Then, before Faggot could turn back, he smacked him even harder again and then thrust him down on the mattress by his throat. Faggot tried to cry out feebly as Brent restrained him and pulled down his shorts to reveal a long, hard uncut 8” dick. He dropped a giant wad of spit onto his dick and lined it up with Faggot’s already greased up hole, then thrust in with as much force as possible. Faggot flailed his legs in alarm, but Brent immediately fucked him hard and fast, ignoring his resistance. I looked on in amazement. He rammed into him as if he forgot about the person at the other end of his dick, just savagely ripping into the boy in spite of his moans and screams. He pinned the boy down with one arm while he held one of his ankles with the other, pulling his legs apart. He never bothered to take off any of his clothes or even switch positions, he just fucked. My own dick grew hard at the sight, and I took it out to jerk. Brent groaned loudly like an animal as he fucked. “Fuck yeah,” I caught myself saying. “Fucking destroy that slut.” “YEAH! FUCK! YOU LIKE THAT, DON’T YOU, YOU FUCKING WHORE? FUCK, I’VE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO FUCK ANY CHICKS LIKE THIS – I’M GOING TO FUCKING MURDER THAT HOLE!” Brent barked. “Feels…hurts so good!” Faggot cried weakly between yelps, earning him a hard smack from Brent. “FUCK YOU! LOOK AT YOU ENJOYING THAT BIG DICK TEARING YOU UP. FUCKING FAGGOT! YOU’RE NOTHING BUT A FUCKING FAGGOT WHORE, YOU’RE WORTH LESS THAN TRASH! I’M GONNA GIVE YOU WHAT YOU DESERVE FAGGOT!” Brent started punch fucking Faggot so hard, they slid off the mattress, but it didn’t stop him. He’d pound him all the way in, then just rip into him like a jackhammer. “AHHHHH!” Faggot cried as Brent slipped his dick all the way out and then slammed it back in, fucking the boy against the concrete floor. “I’M GONNA CUM IN YOU, BITCH!” Brent roared, picking up the pace. He started fucking him so savagely it looked like he was just bouncing in and out of the boy’s hole. Every thrust made a loud smacking sound, and I could hear the heavy sloshing of Faggot’s wet pussy as his insides were churned and mashed up by that big dick. Finally, Brent started convulsing, and he emitted a roar so intense you would’ve thought he was in pain. He shook, trembled, and then slowly pulled out, leaving Faggot there panting. I turned to Brent, now satisfied and not even able to look at Faggot. “Go online and see if you can find more guys to come fuck him. You pick the price, whatever gets them over here and puts money in our pockets,” I said. “If you wanna smoke some Tina, I’m sure there’s a pipe packed somewhere in the other room.” Still panting from his intense fuck, Brent simply nodded and got up, presumably to go get the pipe, leaving me alone with my boy. “Get up,” I ordered. Faggot stood up, his legs barely able to support his weight. I dragged him to the wall, lowered him to his needs, and pressed him against the wall. Crawling behind him, now naked except for my socks, I spit on my dick and shoved it in. Still so tight, just the way I like it. I could immediately feel the creamy warmth of Brent’s cum. The boy had dumped a HUGE load in him. This time it was a much more quiet fuck. It was impersonal and casual, just me pumping the boy against the wall on our knees while he moaned softly. I didn’t say a word, didn’t slap him, nothing, just pumped him like some anon stranger until I felt like I was going to cum. Then, groaning, I dumped my load, and without a word, ripped out of him and walked out of the room to join Brent in blowing some clouds. Watching Brent fuck Faggot made me realize how little I actually gave a shit about the boy. As we puffed in the other room, leaving Faggot just laying there in the Cave, Brent informed me he found a john: a hairy heavy-set man in his 60s on Craigslist willing to pay $100 to breed Faggot. I grinned, proud of my new apprentice. It was going to be a good feeling to hear Faggot moan while some seedy stranger fucks him in the other room while we hunt for more.

O.M.G. ! Super HOT and Delicious thoughts ! I was being trained by Daddy and and his Fem B.F. - his connections of Girl impersonators clubs . I love becoming a girl - fuck my man parts - developing a pussy , makeup and being a Slut / Obeying - been there !

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Many have this fantasy but most would just jerk off and Never submit to Full Service. If it is true and Real the slave should be ready for anything. The slave can be a CUMDUMP for 100 different guys or you may be turned into an object and chained, spanked and Flogging may be the Top's choice.

I met Brad on-line about five years ago. I was a curious horny young gay boy fresh out of the closet. I'd found myself hooking up a lot. I'd always insisted on a condom and found that the majority of the time I used one. But there were those few occasions a persistent guy would get his raw cock deep in me. OMG it felt fucking great. As soon as they bred my hole I'd feel instant regret and fear. Then I started up a chat with this hottie on a bareback website I had stumbled upon. We began to talk about how hot it was to take raw cock and that we both secretly loved the feeling of a stranger pumping his load into us. We talked almost nightly through instant messaging. Before long we were encouraging each other to take loads. I was always scared to actually go through with it with just anyone. I must have asked the first few guys about their status half a dozen times before I actually hooked up with them. One of my hook ups introduced me to partying. It was a moment during my early barebacking days that I was starting to revert back to safer sex. I was repulsed at the idea of doing any sort of drug. I wasn't even much of a pot smoker. But he convinced me just to try it. He shows up at my door. He so didn't look like his picture. He was much older. But he was still rather attractive and had a very nice bulge in his shorts. I led him into my room. He immediately sat his bag down and began to pull out his pipe followed by a torch. I knew he was bringing dope but I guess it hadn't occurred to me how we would be doing it. He lit the pipe up. I noticed that the bowl had a very large amount of Tina in it. He took a large hit and let out a large cloud of smoke. I was in awe. I was scared. I was intrigued. He groaned a little and asked if this really was my first time to party. "Yeah", I said. "Don't worry baby, first hit and a cap of this G, you're going to be taking my cock all night". He put the pipe up to my lips and basically told me how to inhale. He lit the pipe and I watched as the substance began to melt. I was inhaling slowly and steadily as he had told me. The vapor quickly shot through the stem and into my mouth and lungs. He said "Keep going baby. That's it" I continued to inhale. I was half expecting it to be like pot. I thought I might start choking. But this was really smooth. I really didn't feel anything. After a moment I took in all I could. I put up my hand to signal him to stop. He pulled the pipe away and I exhaled. It wasn't quite the large cloud he let out, but looking back, it was respectable. I began to tingle a bit. My cock instantly started leaking precum. I felt GREAT. The he handed me a cap full of something he had poured from a Gator aide bottle. I didn't think twice about downing the substance. "That's going to hit you in about 15 minutes or sooner. Its great shit" He said We chit chatted a bit. I noticed I was talking extremely fast and as each minute past I grew desperately horny. "Fuck I need that big cock. This shit is great. All I feel is the need to have cock in me" I said. "Good, cause I want to fuck your cute ass. You're going to be leaking my nut out of that pussy all day tomorrow" "Oh, well see I normally take it with a rubber" "I didn't bring any and honestly its a turn off when I'm high, let me fuck you bareback. I go soft with a rubber. I just took a Viagra and I want to make sure you're ass gets all the hard cock it can handle." I looked at his now exposed cock. It was large. He hadn't lied about that. It was about 8 inches and very thick. I feel silly now. I guess i thought I would see signs of an STD. Soon my own cock ass (aided by the chems in my system) gave in. "Okay, well fuck it. I rarely do this tho, but I can't help but want it. The idea of going raw is really a secret turn on." "Fuck yeah, you should do it more often. I love feeling my cock deep in a boys hole...just skin on skin." I didn't really needed to be convinced....just needed to get beyond that initial knee jerk reaction of saying no (A habit I didn't get out of until much later BTW...oh all the raw cock I could've had...*sigh*). He lubed his dick up with a little tube he had pulled from his bag. He spread my legs apart and soon was sticking his fingers in me to stretch me open and get me wet with his Eros. It felt great. I was starting to buck on his finger. I had my eye on his throbbing cock. There was a small stream of pre cum flowing down his shaft. I wanted it bad. "Fuck yeah...you got my dick hard. That ass is tight. Its not going to take long to breed your hole." He flipped me over and lined his dick up with my ass hole. I felt the pressure of his dick pushing into me. It was like being fucked for the first time. My head was swimming. My ass hole was hungry. He didn't go inside slowly. Once he popped past my hole he sank down inside of my ass. Normally I would have yelled out in pain. But I was in heaven. I didn't give a fuck that he was doing me bareback. I was actually more freaked out afterward how much I wanted it. I didn't think about stds or the bug (that comes later). I just wanted him to fuck me...hard. That's exactly what he did. He was fucking me with hard long thrusts. "Oh fuck yeah baby, that hole is fucking tight as shit. What a little whore you turned out to be. Taking that stranger cock raw. I'm going to get you high as fuck tonight and tear your ass all up. Take that cock you slut" I was bucking back to meet his hard thrusts. He was pounding me really hard. The slapping of our skin was audible in the room. He was hitting my prostate. My cock was leaking my pre nut all over the sheet. I was in heat. Soon he started gasping. "OH FUCK YEAH TAKE MY LOAD!!!" he yelled out I felt his large cock throb as he stopped thrusting. I could feel a warmth and wetness inside of my guts. I wanted to jerk off myself but my cock was limp from the Tina. He laid on top of me. He was exhausted.....I was hooked...I couldn't wait to tell Brad. (more to cum....I'll get to the bug chasing and the depths of my depravity in later stories...my first attempt so feed back would be threesome) Inserted from <http://bugshare.net/cgi-bin/discus/board-auth.cgi?lm=1270842365&file=/2063/357174.html>