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One of my fuck buddies suggested one day that I consider doing a little part time hooking on the side, easy money. He was in the game, and his John’s occasionally asked him to bring in others guys for group scenes. I was already positive and the idea appealed to my inner cum whore fantasy. I could see what it was like. And if I liked it, I could take it up as a hobby or something. The fated evening arrived, and I went through the motions of cleaning out, picking out a cock ring, and leather arm band. It was February and the weather was cold. I dressed in a military trench and leather boots but otherwise Buck naked. Arriving at the John’s upscale apartment, I entered the room where my friend was already waiting. We made small talk, and waited for another guy to join us. And boy, when he entered the room, did my Mood change. Hot, muscular, Latin, swarthy. Colombian. Eduardo. And when the clothes came off, the biggest, thickest cock I had seen, perhaps ever. 9” x 7”. The rest of the evening was a blur, as we went through the motions of pleasing the John, but my arousal was all about this hot hung stud. The attraction was mutual, and he kept brushing that meaty dick up against my ass. I had to have it. The scene came to its conclusion, and us boys dressed and exited the apartment. I told Eduardo to follow me in his car. Moments later we were rolling around in my bed, sixty-nine-ing, and then him rimming my ass. That was it. Time to fuck baby. Time to be bred by this stud. Neither of us reached for a condom (I don’t like em). Eduardo asked if I had poppers, and after loading up, I straddled my stallion. This huge cock eased into my hungry ass, until fully in. He kept saying how tight I was. The perfect fit. I couldn’t believe it, an hour ago we were meeting for the first time, and now here I was plugged with the hottest raw cock I had ever seen. I wanted him to breed and seed me, and make me one of his boys. And Eduardo was happy to oblige. We rutted like wild animals, his dick pumping load after load out of me, whilst he emptied his balls deep in my ass. His DNA mark was now part me, and I would always belong to him. After a while we lay quietly, his semi hard dick still buried up my ass. We were a perfect a match. The raw sex we both had wanted, the breeding and seeding so intense, and primal. I wondered if my positive status would surprise him? Time to come clean. ‘I’m positive’ I whispered. He hugged me tighter, ‘I’m positive too’ he said. I could feel his dick getting harder inside me, and this time the breeding was more urgent, his need to poz his boy, my need for his poz seed reloading my hole. His hole. Eduardo has been my alpha for quite a while now. I’m one of his boys. It turns me on thinking of the other guys out there getting railed by this poz daddy. Sometimes he brings me a playmate, another hung poz top he knows in the biz. He proudly watches me taking their poz loads. Other times we hunt him a hungry bottom, knowing that when they see his huge dick, there lust will drive them to be bred and seeded, just as I had. We’re a perfect match.

Part 26 - Twice the Father The expensive looking black Mercedes 4x4 entered the suburbs on the warm Saturday morning, Rico sat huffing and puffing at Mason, his usual trait when he didn't agree with his husband's decision. He had said his peace before leaving their mansion and as expected Mason just kept glancing and grinning at him, that was his unique trait that easily wound Rico up that lead to one of their fiery exchanges before ripping the clothes of each other and making mad passionate make up sex. Their love for each other was off the scale and the hot blooded Mexican Rico was one of the reasons Mason was kept grounded and sane, the other was reason about to get a surprise. In their late 40's Rico and Mason had been together for over twenty years instantly falling in love with each other at a dorm party that Rico had gate crashed one fateful autumn evening, that as they say is history and the two of them had never been apart since. Mason hailing from a wealthy banking family worked for his father and Rico a soap actor famous in his own right starring in some of the cheesiest Telenovelas that Mason took delight in watching and ribbing him constantly. Rico didn't care, he earned a pretty good wage and was always at red carpet events with Mason and loved lording it over him. Within the Telenovela world Rico and Mason were the celebrity couple that people loved to see. By the time they were in their twenties they adopted a timid half Mexican boy who just turned 11 years old, rugged and street wise lacking a real family life, Mason's mother had worked the authorities until they allowed for an official adoption to take place. The first few years were a little fraught with the three of them finding their feet with each other, the boy got stability in his life and soon bonded and grew up loving them, to him they were his real parents. "I tell you this is not going to go down well" Rico said watching Mason turn on to the road. Mason laughed "Just because you won some award for your dire acting you think you are right". Rico slapped him on the arm "Show some respect to an award winner" he replied with a smug grin. "The only respect you will get is when I wipe my cock across your pretty face" Mason said giggling. Rico looked up at the house "Best behaviour Mason and don't get over protective" he said. "Me?" Mason replied smiling, "If anyone gets over protective it is you" he replied laughing. Rico checked himself in the small mirror on the visor. "Stop being so vane" Mason said turning on to the drive. Charlie dressed in only his boxers poured Carrington a mug of coffee, he appeared at the doorway wearing boxer briefs that hugged tight against his waist and thighs. Charlie smiled holding out the mug, Carrington took a sip then put his mug down turning to face Charlie. "What?" Charlie asked looking at the intense look Carrington gave him. Carrington smiled "I want to spend the day fucking you" he said moving towards Charlie. Charlie backed up against the table in the kitchen "You have to break me in first" he replied. "You think I don't know that" Carrington touching Charlie's face moving closer. Carrington kissed Charlie lifting and sitting him on the table "This is weird" Charlie said. Carrington pushed Charlie on to his back "Going to make you my toy today" he said teasing Charlie. Charlie raised his legs clamping them around Carrington's waist giving a little squeeze and pulling him forward. His body fell on to Charlie's and their mouths locked together in a kiss. Rico stood in the doorway watching the two men going at each other oblivious to him standing there leaning against the door frame with his arms folded. Mason walked up behind Rico "Told you we should have called him an not just a message" Rico said. Charlie freaked pushing Carrington off "Fucking hell" he screamed rolling off the table. "Nice of you to let him up for air Carrington" Rico said walking around to Charlie. "Coffee would be nice but put that away and wash your hands" Mason said laughing at Carrington. Carrington looked down at his cock poking out of his boxer briefs "What are you doing here?". "I sent you a message telling you we are coming over" Mason said walking in to the kitchen. "You frightened him" Carrington said pushing his cock back in to his boxers. Rico chuckled standing over Charlie "Need help young man?" he asked holding his hand out. Charlie stood and backed in to the corner covering his raging hard on "Back off" he said. The whole situation was confusing for Charlie who had no idea who these two men were that casually walked in to the house. Carrington strode over to Mason kissing him then did the same with Rico, Charlie stood there bright red still covering his modesty. Carrington walked over to Charlie putting his arm around his shoulder pulling him forward. "Charlie meet my parents" Carrington proudly said, "Mason my father" he introduced. "And my other father Rico" Carrington said, "An actor" he said using air quotes. Rico coughed "An award winning actor to be precise" he said arrogantly then laughing. Mason shook his head "And don't we know it, ten times a day he reminds and shows me the award". "Don't listen to him Charlie" Rico replied, "He is jealous about my talent". "What do you mean?" Carrington chipped in, "Your only talent is putting your legs over your head". Mason cracked up laughing looking at Charlie. "At least I have the arse to do it" Rico replied. Charlie stood there quietly trying to come to terms that Carrington had two fathers and failing to catch up with their rather sordid banter that was going on between them. He tried to sneak out of the kitchen to get some more clothes to wear but Rico was on him like a shot pulling the embarrassed Charlie back in to the kitchen. He found himself lost for words face to face with the incredibly attractive Rico who stood taller than him by an inch or so. Charlie could already see from the shorts and t-shirt he wore that Rico had a very fine muscle build, not massive or small but just the right balance that was enough to make his on screen character ooze sexual appeal. Mason on the other hand had brown hair and slightly taller than Rico, he though packed a more muscular body just like Carrington's. "What are you both doing here?" Carrington asked again taking Charlie in his arms. Mason looked at him "You sent us a message a few days ago" he replied. "Dam" Carrington said running his hand through his hair, "I didn't mean to send it". Rico smiled "Well you did and this one wanted to see what it was all about". "Can I put some clothes on please?" Charlie asked fondling Carrington's arse. "Of course you can" he replied kissing Charlie. "Must you?" Rico asked, "I like looking at your body Charlie" he said with a crafty grin. Charlie walked towards Rico "You wish" he said walking out laughing feeling a little more confident. Rico chuckled shaking his head "I like him". "Dad" Carrington said looking inquisitively at Mason. "He is English" Mason said pausing, "Does that mean you are taking the job?". Carrington stood looking from one to the other "Nothing has been decided". Mason shook his head "Carrington you know this will break our hearts". "Please don't" Carrington replied getting upset, "No guilt trip this weekend". "Mason" Rico said holding his hand, "Carrington we will support what ever decision you make". Mason looked at Rico. Carrington knew he father was upset "Get to know him" he said. "Come on Mason you need to charm the hell out of him" Rico said kissing him. Carrington smiled "I know Charlie is real" he expressed, "Just don't try buying him". Mason smiled and nodded "There is a fine house up for sale not far from us" he added. "Father!" Carrington said wagging a finger at Mason smiling, "How nice is it?" he asked. "No" Rico said stopping them, "Can we just have an ordinary weekend all four of us". Carrington leaned back against the counter "Does that mean we are spending the weekend with you?". "Of course" Rico replied, "Your father is anxious about this new one". Carrington nodded "If you mention award winning actor the weekend ends" he warned laughing. Rico laughed "You idiot Carrington of course I am going to keep going on about it". Mason finally laughed and hugged Carrington "He is cute" he said, "Nice choice". Carrington smiled "I hope you like him, plus we are sort of engaged". "Slow down Carrington" Rico said patting his shoulder, "I know how carried away you can get". "I know" Carrington replied, "Better go make sure he is alright" he said walking to the door. Mason nodded "And get dressed so we can leave" he called after him. Carrington looked up the staircase dreading that he would find a very scared Charlie being pushed so fast in to meeting his parents when they hadn't spent much time together themselves. Climbing up slowly he knew that Mason really would be heartbroken if he moved to England for this job and in many ways he loved living in the Buckhead area and having his parents down the road, that alone brought a lot of sanity to Carrington. Carrington walked in to the bedroom to find Charlie sitting on the bed "You okay?" he asked. Charlie nervously nodded. "I never expected them to turn up" Carrington said. Charlie looked at him "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked, "That you have two fathers?". "Oh... I never think of it as anything else than normal" Carrington said holding his hand. "I can get rid of them if you like, get them to back off a bit" Carrington offered. Charlie shook his head "No, I see how much they mean to you" he replied. "You do know they are expecting us to spend the weekend with them" Carrington said seriously. Charlie laughed nervously "Are they assessing me to see if I an worthy?" he asked. "Of course they are" Carrington replied smiling, "Mason is the hard one to crack though". Charlie looked at him "What do you mean?" he asked laying back on the bed. "Doesn't accept people on face value" Carrington replied, "Get to Rico then you get Mason". Charlie smiled "He is a very stunning man" he said. Carrington slapped him on the leg "Err, that is my father you are talking about". Charlie shrugged "Oh he wants me" he replied pulling Carrington down laughing. Carrington leaned over Charlie "Rico is astute and an excellent judge of character" he said. "Oh" Charlie replied holding Carrington's hand. "So you...?" Charlie started to ask. "Adopted" Carrington informed him, "They adopted me when I was 11". Charlie nodded feeling a little sad for him hearing this, he couldn't imagine what it must have been like. Looking into Carrington's eyes there was no sorrow only happiness and he wanted to make Carrington happy as well. Charlie ran his finger down Carrington's cheek 'I love you Carrington, really I do' he said then kissed him long and hard. Saturday they drove down to Savannah having a late lunch by the ocean and walked around before heading back to Atlanta. Charlie spent most of the walk with Rico by his side talking and listening, never one to be open Charlie soon found Rico so charismatic that he talked freely about his family omitting to mention he was a twin. Charlie observed a lot and the interaction between Carrington and his parents was incredibly close, despite Carrington being grown up they were still devoted parents to him. On the return to Buckhead Charlie was sat in the back with Rico and it was his turn to ask all about Rico's acting career that received constant moans from the Carrington and Mason in the front. "He will go on for hours Charlie" Mason said entering Buckhead. Charlie laughed and Carrington turned to wink at him. "Back to ours?" Rico asked Carrington. "Yes if Charlie doesn't mind" Carrington replied. Charlie nodded in agreement fearing he had no choice. Mason glanced at Carrington and smiled "Do you need to pick up anything?" he asked. "No" Carrington replied, "Charlie sleeps naked". Rico chuckled at Charlie going red "Who wouldn't with our handsome son" he exclaimed proudly. Charlie watched the row of mansions appearing "Where are we going?" he asked Rico. "Barclay House" Rico replied, "It is where we live and Carrington grew up there". Charlie sat in the SUV looking at the building, some bloody house he thought opening the door and stepping out in the warm evening air. He couldn't quite take in the size of the place, it was almost double that of Hibiscus Manor and the driveway leading up was twice that of Carrington's relatively small place in comparison. Rico stood waiting for Charlie "House?" Charlie said, "That ain't no house". Rico smiled "No it is a home" he replied taking Charlie's arm. They ended up spending the entire weekend at the house, for Carrington it was a major milestone since no other boyfriend had ever been invited to stay so long at the family home. Mason softened to Charlie but he couldn't hide the fact he didn't want Carrington to leave, he knew there would eventually be a time when their son had to make choices and it played on him heavily. Rico and Carrington were preparing lunch on the last day and Mason sat out on the terrace reading the paper. Charlie watched him for a moment then slipped outside and sat with him, it bugged him that Mason was a little distant still after spending so much time together. "Do you not like me?" Charlie asked speaking his mind. Mason put the paper down and looked at him "I do Charlie, I just worry for Carrington". Charlie looked at him "I get it" he said, "I'm taking him away from you". Mason nodded "I know he will take that job in England now" he said looking out across the pool. "Is that what this is all about?" Charlie asked, "I didn't ask him to love me" he expressed. Mason looked at him "But he did and you will want to go back to England with him". Carrington looked out of the window and Rico grabbed his arm "Carrington" Rico said stopping him. "You know he has to do this for his own peace of mind" Rico said. "Yes but I didn't expect him to do it so soon" Carrington said looking worried. Rico chuckled "You forced him to when announcing that you were practically engaged" he said. Carrington looked at Rico "He won't though I know he won't" he said desperately. "I kind of know how you feel Mason, may parents left and moved to Australia" Charlie explained. "I would pay you $1 million to leave Carrington" Mason said very casually. Charlie looked at him "You have to be kidding?" he replied shocked at what Mason was saying. "No" Mason replied calmly. "You can't buy me" Charlie said thinking he was joking. Mason smiled "Name your price" he said. Charlie shook his head and laughed "$50 million at least" he said scoffing. "Deal" Mason said, "But you must go now". Charlie leaned forward "I want Carrington not your silly American dollars". "Think what you could do with $50 million Charlie" Mason said testing him further. "If you hate the idea of me that much just say so" Charlie replied. Mason chuckled. "Because if you do I will stay just to annoy you" Charlie said standing up. Mason laughed "Sit down Charlie" he said looking at him. Charlie stood there looking at him "Why?" he asked, "So you can continue to insult me?". "Not at all Charlie, I apologise if I have indeed insulted you" Mason replied genuinely. Charlie sat down and looked at Mason "I tentatively accept your apology" he said. Mason laughed "Gee thanks" he said, "Seriously Charlie I hate the idea of loosing him". Charlie leaned forward "Then Carrington and I will need to work this out" he said. "Would you like a speedboat?" Mason asked, "Flashy new car perhaps?" he said grinning. Charlie rolled his eyes "No" he said adamantly, "Stop trying to sway things". "What about a hug?" Mason asked looking at him. Charlie sat back "If you try to cop a feel I will punch you" he said keep a straight face. Charlie and Mason stood and hugged. "Welcome to the family" Mason said. Rico smiled and glanced at Carrington "Please don't go to England". Carrington put his arm around Rico "It has to be a joint decision" he informed his father. "I know" Rico sighed, "You now what a big deal it is Mason accepting him is". Charlie and Mason sat back down. "So were you really going to give me $50 million?" Charlie asked. Mason shrugged "Probably not, I would have negotiated you down" he said chuckling. "Cheapskate" Charlie replied smiling, "Money doesn't buy happiness Mason, that I can tell you". Mason smiled "You are right, it is the right person by your side that is worth more than money". Charlie looked out across the gardens "I like it here, reminds me so much of Hibiscus Manor". Charlie turned to Mason "Not as big and I can't understand how you live in such a large place". Mason laughed "Trust me Rico uses every room and leaves a mess in his wake" he said grinning. "You should make him clean up after himself" Charlie said sounding serious, "I bloody would". Mason sat there laughing. "And that bloody award he goes on about" Charlie said chuckling. "Rico!" Mason shouted beckoning him outside. "Charlie wants to see your award" he said. "Ooh yes, come on Charlie I will reprise my acceptance speech as well" Rico said grabbing Charlie. Mason couldn't stop giggling seeing Charlie's face. "You will pay for this" Charlie said. Mason stood up still laughing and went in to the kitchen where Carrington gave him a good telling off for putting Charlie through the award ceremony knowing that Rico would also put it on the home cinema screen. After the events of the weekend Tuesday was pretty much back to normal with Carrington back in the office. Charlie stayed at the house knowing he needed to think things through and make some decisions that were tough but also would build the foundations of their life. If he put himself in Conrad's shoes there would be no question that his decision had to be one that would make him happy but also Carrington. But why was he having to choose? Like a lightbulb moment he realised that Carrington had already made a decision to move to England to satisfy him, there was no question about Carrington's intention, that was until he met with Carrington's parents. Doing what he did best sending a text to Conrad asking for help he got a short shrift reply telling him to go with his heart and where he would be happy. Charlie stood up pacing around the bedroom half dressed, what he wanted right now was to think of nothing and start again with a clear head. Grabbing his gym wear he decided to go for a run using his phone to mark the starting point so he didn't get lost, he put his favourite music on and jogged away. He reached the three mile mark when he saw a large purple Porsche Cayenne stop in front of him, he chuckled seeing the license plate 'RICO1' and sure enough Rico stepped out leaning against it smiling at Charlie. "What are you doing?" Rico asked as Charlie took his headphones out. "Err running" Charlie replied, "In case you didn't know it is when you move quickly". Rico chuckled looking at him carefully "From what?" he asked, "You look like your running from yourself". "Get in" Rico told him, "Mason is at work and I get lonely plodding around the house". Charlie walked up to him "If I do, you are not going to try anything are you?" he asked nervously. Rico grinned at him then went serious "Get in Charlie for heavens sake your my sons boyfriend". Charlie smiled "Oh and no more fucking award talk" he joked opening the door. "Okay" Rico said looking at Charlie, "I like you Charlie and you are what Carrington needs". Charlie settled in the leather seat loving the smell, feel and the interior of the car, it reminded him the day he poked his head in to Simon's limousine bringing so many memories flooding back. Charlie talked non stop about that day and the limousine and how being in this car reminded him of it. Rico turned on to the drive and through the gates then stopped. He looked at Charlie and smiled then got out 'Go on you can drive it up to the house' he said swapping seats with Charlie. Like a child he drove it carefully along the drive to the front of the house then around the courtyard several times, Rico glanced at him seeing the biggest grin on Charlie's face. They ended up playing tennis and swimming then video calling Carrington at lunch time. Hanging up the video call Charlie turned to Rico "You were right I was running from myself" he said. Rico sat back in the chair putting his feet on the table "Are you over thinking things?". Charlie nodded "Probably, I want Carrington to be happy, but then so do I". "I never saw a man in my life but your son seduced the hell out of me" Charlie informed him. Rico laughed "Carrington has a knack of getting what he wants, always has". Charlie smiled and nodded in agreement. "What do you really want Charlie?" Rico asked. Charlie chuckled "I want a car like yours but green" he said making Rico laugh. "Besides that" Rico said, "What would make you happy with your decision?" he asked. Charlie sat quiet for a moment "I really don't know" he replied, "Carrington being happy". "Yes we have established that" Rico said looking at him, "What about you though?". "To hide away" Charlie nervously replied, "The gay thing, being judged or mocked". Rico nodded "I get it Charlie, to love a man means you are gay, but you don't have to be gay". Charlie looked confusingly at him. "You can still be a man Charlie, just not flouncy" Rico added. "Ah right" Charlie said nodding, "You mean flouncy like you?" he asked then burst out laughing. Rico laughed shaking his head "I am a very hot Latino lover Charlie, very much all man". "Yeah I know, I would never have guessed you were gay" Charlie informed him. "That is what I mean Charlie, you don't have to be gay to be gay" Rico said. Charlie stood up "Can we go for a walk around the grounds?" he asked. Rico stood "Of course, I can get my award and show the trees they haven't seen it yet". "I will throw you in the pool if you mention it again" Charlie said holding his hand out. Rico smiled and took it and they set off across the lawn. "What do I do Rico?" Charlie asked. "That is not fair asking me, I will tell you to stay to make Mason and me happy" Rico replied. "I would be away in the navy a lot" Charlie said beginning to see sense. Rico remained quiet. "What would I do without my naval career?" Charlie asked more to himself. Rico smiled "Use what you have learnt in normal life" he replied. Charlie looked at him "It was mostly computer stuff" he said casually. "You could always hang out with me, be my gopher at the studio" Rico said smirking. "Very funny" Charlie replied laughing. "God I thought this would be easy" he said in anguish. Charlie decided to wait and talk to Carrington after they had been to the gym, he couldn't make any decision on his own but he knew either way he would be happy as long as Carrington was there with him. "I envy you" Charlie said taking off his gym wear. Carrington stopped and looked at him "What do you mean?" he said walking over to him. "Your parents they are so in tune with you and really close" Charlie replied sitting on the bed. "Yours seem very loving from what I saw at the wedding" Carrington said holding his hand. Charlie smiled "Yeah they are, but so far away all the time" he replied leaning on Carrington. Carrington kissed his head "You really hit if off with Rico and Mason liked that" he said softly. Charlie laid on Carrington's lap "Do you really want to move to England?" he asked looking up. Carrington shrugged "Don't care Charlie, anywhere as long as we are together I told you that". Charlie smiled up at Carrington "I don't get what you see in me" he said sighing contently. Carrington chuckled "It is written in the stars and universe, we belong to each other" he said. "Fucking crack pot" Charlie said smiling up and touching Carrington's chest. "That maybe the case but you can't keep your hands off me" Carrington said kissing his hand. Charlie sat up and straddled across Carrington "Will you poke my arse tonight?" he asked giggling. "Not quite how I would have worded that" Carrington replied laughing, "But hell yeah". Charlie kissed him on the lips "But you go easy on me" he said reminding him. Carrington shrugged "Maybe" he said touching Charlie's lips, "Or maybe I make you my bitch". Charlie giggled biting Carrington's nose, "One other thing, I have no idea how it will work". Carrington smiled "Well you lay down and I stick my cock in your butt" he said chuckling. "Yeah whatever, but that is not what I meant" Charlie said holding Carrington around the neck. "I would... I mean if you want to stay here I would be happy to as well" Charlie said. Carrington leaned back a little looking at him "Are you serious Charlie?" he asked. Charlie nodded "Yes, I don't know why but talking with Rico today really helped" he added. Carrington swooped in kissing Charlie hard then flinging him over on to his back and dead weighting him on the bed. Their mouths desperate to devour each other kissed so frantically that Charlie got an erection so quickly followed by an immediate orgasm that he couldn't control.

Jason had been flicking through the second hand rubber pages looking for a bargain. The idea was to subtly get a wardrobe together on the quiet, especially as most of the shops had been closed due to the pandemic. He clicked on one seller, who seemed to have all manner of gear for sale. Having messaged the seller a few times, and realising that he lived a few stops away, he’d decided he’d go and pay him a visit himself. When Jason reached the address he was a bit nervous. He knew the seller had an online profile and had always marvelled at how hot the rubber looked on him. As he was let into the block, he made his way to the seller’s flat. He could smell the horny scent of rubber and leather from in the hallway, and his cock started to twitch. “Hi, you must be Jason” “Yes, you’re, um, PigTop yes?” “Hahaha. Yeah, for now you can call me Steve” As Jason ventured inside Steve’s flat, he was overwhelmed by the scent of the gear. He could see a sling set up in one badly lit room, and thought that Steve was obviously a keen pig. “You said I could try some bits on” “Sure mate, can I get you anything? Fancy a beer?” “Bit early for me, but fuck it – we’re all furloughed so it won’t matter” Steve smiled as he went into the kitchen, leaving Jason to take in the surroundings… “Wow, you really do have a lot of gear” “Yes, I do. I’d been running a series of online auctions to clear some of it. A lot of it belonged to my ex who is no longer with us” “Sorry to hear that. How did he go if I may ask” “Health issues mainly, which weren’t helpful when he picked up this bastard covid” “Oh shit. Sorry to hear that” “Well we’d been a couple up until last year, but he left me this place in his will so I thought I’d let my fantasies take over and enjoy the new freedom” “Gosh, sounds really hot. I’d love to be able to live like this” Steve handed Jason the beer, which he took a swig of. It wasn’t a taste he recognized but found it refreshing nonetheless. “Right. What sort of thing were you after? A full suit yeah?” “Yeah. Thought I’d take the plunge and just need to know how it fits and feels” “Well I have a few. Why don’t you strip off and we can see if anything fits” Jason took no time in undressing. A bit flushed and light-headed, he was soon standing naked surrounded by a room of rubber gear. Mostly black, but with bits of yellow, red and brown detail on each outfit. Like a kid in a sweetshop, he didn’t know where to begin and picked up a yellow rubber full suit. “Hehe. Piss pig, yes?” “Well, um, I don’t know. I like what it represents but never tried piss” “Oh Jason, you should. Nothing hornier than pissing on a guy and marking my territory” Jason just nervously smiled at that remark and begun to slide himself into the outfit. Feeling a bit dizzy as the horniness of the moment and his increasing drunkenness(?) How come he was drunk? Steve helped Jason into the suit and soon Jason was looking like a true piss pig. His hard on was now unmissable. “I can see you’re agreeing with the suit judging by your cock” “Um, yes. It’s very horny. I like it” “You ever been pissed on, boy?” Jason was taken aback, and this sudden change to being addressed to as ‘boy’ was starting to affect his mind. “Um, no. What’s it like?” With that, Steve dropped his tracksuit bottoms to reveal he’d been wearing black rubber leggings beneath him. Jason suddenly felt very horny. “I’ll give you a glimpse boy. Kneel” With that, a horny and confused Jason went to his knees and before he realised, Steve had fished his cock out and was aiming it at Jason’s face and let forth a stream in his direction. Jason felt as hard as ever as Steve pissed over him. This wasn’t how he usually behaved, but for some reason the horniness was overriding everything. As Steve finishing pissing, he bent down to Jason and kissed him. “There you go. Wasn’t so hard to turn you into a piss pig was it?” “Um, yeah. I guess not. That was hotter than I expected” “Thought you’d like it boy. What about checking out some more gear for me?” Jason was a little confused. He’d come here to buy some gear. Not a session. Especially not a session of new experiences. “Um, yeah. That was horny. I liked that” “Thought so, boy. Here let me suggest an outfit you might soon never want to take off” Jason smirked. He’d love to be in that situation. Living in gear seemed a hot prospect. Steve held up a black suit. “What about this one – I’m sure you’ll soon love it” Jason looked at the suit – it was black with a bit of yellow detailing. “Yeah, um, sure” Steve lubed up the suit and knelt down to help Jason into it. “You’ll soon feel part of something in this, boy” Again, Jason was finding all this too good to be true. Steve was a true pervert and a gentleman, and yet even when he’d pissed on Jason, it felt good to let this man take care of him. As he slid his arms into the suit and adjusted himself, Jason was feeling hornier than ever.# “Ah yes boy. That looks fantastic. A true pig. Let me show you how you look” Steve pulled out another mirror so Jason could see the whole of the suit. It was then when he noticed the biohazard symbol on the back. His cock instantly got firmer. “Oh yeah, that looks great boy. You were made for that” “Um, yeah. It’s very horny but I’m not sure wearing this out would be wise. I’m not poz. I don’t know if I should…” “Yeah but look how hard your cock is boy” This was true. Jason had never been harder. Something about wearing an outfit like this turned him on so much. Just as Jason was starting to think and feel dirtier thoughts, Steve removed his t-shirt to reveal a rubber vest. It too, had a biohazard symbol on it. It had the effect on Jason. Making him harder than ever. “Looks like boy has an interest in the biohazard symbol, eh?” Steve took Jason into the playroom so the pair of them could look at each other in better light, if anything. Steve had noticed Jason had finished his drink, which seeing as he’d slipped a pill in it, was good news – Jason, the boy was now his. “Oh my boy. You don’t know how horny you look in that suit. I want to jump you” “Thanks Steve. It’s true, I didn’t think I’d feel this horny” “Oh I can get you hornier, boy” And as he said that, Steve began to stroke Jason and the pair of them began to kiss again. Jason, somewhat amazed at his forwardness started to nuzzle at Steve’s body, nibbling his tits and – after Steve had passed him some poppers – was beginning to lick at and worship Steve’s biohazard symbol on his chest. “Good boy. I think it’s about time you learned what joy this suit can give you” Steve pushed an increasingly cooperative Jason towards the sling. Jason, for his part, pulled himself into the sling and got comfortable. “Ever been fucked, boy?” “A couple of times, but nothing special. Not in a sling anyway” “Well it’s turning into a day of firsts for you isn’t it?” Jason obliged and let himself get strapped in. Had he had his wits about him, he’d have got out of that sling and out of the flat sharpish. He’d been pissed on and was about to be fucked while wearing a biohazard symbol on his back. However the idea of it was turning him on far more than the hope of escape did. As Steve secured Jason into the sling, he stuck more poppers up Jason’s nose. Knowing full well he’d got him exactly where he wanted him. Jason was starting to feel hornier than ever. Bucking his arse and now seemingly hungry for whatever Steve had planned. He then felt the zip being undone at his arse. “yes boy, by pissing on you I’d staked my claim on you. Marked my property. Now I’m going to help you earn that suit properly” Jason was whirling in a state of horniness and wonder. Inside he knew that this wasn’t probably his wisest move, but he was in no state or position to change that now. Steve had started fingering an increasingly hungry Jason’s hole… “Nice and tight. Let’s sort that out” As Steve started to push his cock into Jason, he sensed a hesitation – the mix of trepidation and fear that he noticed in all his pigs. If anything, it was turning Steve on more. “Yes boy, let me in. Accept your reward. A gift, even” Jason was in ecstasy at this juncture. All reasonable thoughts and guards were abandoned now. He was getting rawfucked by a guy aka PigTop, and the pair of them were wearing poz rubber gear. He’d have run if he could, quite honestly. Steve worked his cock into Jason, striking up a rhythm almost. “That’s it boy. Enjoy this. Savour every moment. I think you’ll soon realise what you really came here for” Jason was all over the place. He didn’t want, or expect, this. “Please… No… I don’t want… oh God” “Relax boy. Boss knows what’s good for you. Boss is going to open your eyes and mind to a whole new world of pleasure. Tell me what you want” “I… I don’t want to… argh oh god this feels fantastic” “Hehehe. My poz precum is giving you the hunger you crave. Accept yourself. Accept your destiny” “Oh yeah. Oh God. Fuck. Yes. Fuck meeee” “Good boy. Let Boss recycle you into a dirty toxic rubberpig” “Fuck… yes… tox… Oh god…” “Tell me what you want boy” “I want… this. Steve. Help” “I’m afraid Steve can’t be reached at the moment, but your new boss TopPig is available. Boss knows what you want” “Yes… Boss… It’s true. I feel so good” “Good boy. Boss is going to help you become a true pig, boy. You need to beg your boss though” “Please… boss… don’t argh. God I feel so good.” Steve stopped briefly to administer more poppers to Jason. And felt his forthcoming pigboy’s arse muscles clench hard on his cock “Yes boy. That’s the spirit. Now, tell me what you want” “I want your cum, boss. Please. Feed me your cum” “Good boy, it’s toxic cum. It’s what you need. And soon it will take you over, boy” “yes Boss. Give me… toxic cum” “You’re on the road to becoming a pozpig, boy. I’m off meds and have a good hit rate of knocking up boys like you. Boys who need direction. Boys who need recycling into pozpigs” “Fuck yes Boss. Turn me into your pig, boss” “What sort of pig?” “A pozpig, boss. Give it to me” “As you asked so nicely…” Steve was breathing heavily and turned on, lasting a few moments until his toxic brew flooded Jason’s hole… “FUCK YEAH” “Oh fuck. Thank you Boss. Thank you” “Like that did you? I knew you would. Your cock has been straining against that codpiece. We’re all friends here now. How about I let that free for you?” Steve unsnapped the rubber codpiece and Jason’s cock sprung free and still as hard as ever. “What a tasty cock you have boy, why don’t you let boss help you milk out your last neg load as a reward” Before Jason could protest, Steve was seductively making a show of sucking Jason’s cock. Looking up to Jason in throes of ecstasy. He had done the job he’d planned to do. Just as his eyes met Jason’s, Jason erupted inside Steve’s mouth and Steve gobbled every drop. He then moved up to Jason’s face, and fed Jason’s neg load back to him via a long kiss. Pausing for a while afterwards, Jason was left lying in the sling. Acclimatising to his new predicament. Slightly panicking but also accepting what had occurred. Steve, or Boss, had tricked him good. But Boss had also opened his hole and mind and body to a new life. When Boss returned to the room, he began to unstrap Jason from the sling. Not before slipping a plug into Jason’s used hole to “allow the gift to do its work” As Jason got out of the sling, he knew that he’d turned a corner. The poz reprogramming began in earnest. He knew that he could quite possibly be poz now, and his cocked twitched at the thought. But also he was fearful. He was a mess of contradictions. He’d arrived to buy some gear and had now been pissed on, pozfucked and now plugged with a toxic load incubating inside him. “How do you feel pigboy?” “I’m horny but also nervous and well, wasn’t expecting this” “Haha, it’s understandable. I’ve seen many lads like you before. Mentally adjusting to their new desires and forthcoming predicament. If you want, I’ll knock £50 off the suit if you feel you want it. I must say it’s a horny, perfect fit on you” “Yeah, that’s cool. I think I might go for it. I mean, I’ve never felt so horny but also so wrong” “Only to be expected, boy. If you want, you can take it off and you can have a shower and flush yourself out if you’re nervous and you can get some pills to try and stop the inevitable, but I don’t think you really want that, do you boy?” “Um, no Boss. I… don’t” “Good boy. The suit is yours if you want it. You can leave here now with it and wank off about how horny and toxic you look. Or, I think I could probably tempt you into keeping it on a little longer and we can work more on your poz recruitment. I think you secretly want to become a pozbrother, don’t you boy?” Jason sensed that this could all be over and done with, but his new desires were beginning to overwhelm him. He walked over to his new Boss, knelt down and placed his cock into his mouth. After some sucking he pulled away and saw his Boss smiling. “Good boy. I knew you’d see sense. Let your Boss welcome you into the brotherhood”

The summer ended the way it began. Almost. Instead of a tattoo shop, it was the piercing shop and Louis was back in the chair, naked. Pedro kept licking his lips as he prepped Louis' cock for the ring that was soon to adorn it. "More and more straight guys are getting their dick's pierced. It used to be a mostly gay guys thing. This is going to look really good with a nice thick ring in it" Pedro said. Louis chuckled "You should know if I hang around Ryan that I'm not straight. I go both ways, though, so this is going to see some pussy too, not just ass." Pedro's expression told me he was surprised at Louis' frankness. To be honest, so was I. Long gone was the shy Louis who didn't want to talk about sex. After a long pause, Pedro replied "Ah, cool. Ryan has brought me a bunch of customers that were straight. He knows the types I like, so I think it's mostly to just taunt me with some forbidden fruit. I did get to play with one guy, so it hasn't been a total loss." "I'm surprised, Pedro. Most straight guys will just close their eyes and enjoy a talented tongue and lips on their cocks if persuaded well enough. You need to try harder" I said. Everyone got silent as soon as he pulled out the needle from the package and Louis was about to get poked again. Louis let out a gasp and moments later I saw he had his eyes shut tightly. "Let me know when it's over" he said. Both Pedro and I chuckled and I told him "It's done, stupid. By the time you finished gasping, the needle was through. Open your eyes." Louis looked down and saw the ring now threaded through the head of his cock. "Wow, that was a lot easier than I thought it would be" he said, still marveling at his now pierced cock. "I'm sure Ryan has told you how to care for it while it heals. It will be a lot easier than your nipples. Now, let's get that ear done and you can go home and relax. No sex until it's healed, remember" Pedro said. Upper ear piercings are always painful to have done and to watch. I really didn't want to be near him but I had to do it for Louis. I'm sure he was thinking that the PA was going to be the more painful of the two, but watching the industrial get done made me shiver. It reminded me of the stud I had done on my left ear and I knew this would be twice as bad. Louis already had the adrenaline pumping through his body from the cock piercing and now it really was flowing with the next two holes. Once it was done, Pedro left Louis laying there on the chair for a few minutes to recover. We had driven down in Louis' car and I drove us back to his place. I left him on his couch with the care instructions. He had all he needed - antibacterial soap and epsom salt and the rest of the weekend to let his body heal and adapt to the latest alterations. I checked on him a few times over the next week and things were going well. The next weekend I got a call from him "How do I jack off without hurting it?" he asked. I figured I would get this question sooner or later. Just like I'd told Mike a month or so earlier, I said "easy, gentle. Don't use full strokes and don't keep banging on the piercing. Try some different grips until you find what works for you." We kept talking and I could tell he was following my instructions and stroking his cock while we talked. I felt like a phone sex worker that happened to know my client. I'd checked in on Mike to make sure he was doing ok and other than getting a little irritable from the lack of sex, he was fine. I'd fucked him a few more times and found out that most of his fuckbuddies were bottoms. I could understand, since once you took a look at him he just oozed "top stud." I knew of guys that would take it as a challenge to get him to bottom, but from the comments that he made he shut them down right away. "You're different" he told me. "You helped me out, without expecting anything more than a handjob. I mean, we fucked but it wasn't like when some of these guys try to fuck me. They treat me like I'm a prize - get in my ass, fuck n go. With you, it's like we have a connection and are enjoying making each other orgasm. And fuck, cuddling with you afterwards is fucking amazing." I knew what he meant and I felt the same. It was more than a hookup but we also weren't falling in love. We were now friends that love to fuck. I was content to keep fucking him, but I knew he wanted to fuck me too. When he asked about Louis and I told him that Louis was now in the same boat he was about a month earlier. "Oh? That's fuckin' cool. I bet his dick looks good. I hope his girlfriend didn't freak out" Mike said. I chuckled and replied "He broke up with her last spring. That's why the ink is fresh and his body has a few new accessories." I wondered if he was fishing to see if I'd spill the beans on his sexuality. "Fuck. Most of the cute ones are straight, ya know?" Mike asked. I didn't really want to out Louis but he had made a few comments about Mike and if Mike was interested too, I didn't see any harm. "He's... uh... been experimenting some since the breakup, if you know what I mean" I said, feeling a little guilty almost instantly. "Really? Have you... uh..." Mike replied. I laughed since he'd never been that shy about talking about sex after that first meeting in his apartment. I filled in the blank for him since he hadn't finished his sentence. "Yeah, I have. I was the first, in fact" I replied. "And the only?" he asked. "Not hardly. It's not like he's been a slut or anything. It's just been a few guys that I know of and he's become a good fuckbuddy. He still has been with some women, but I think he's found he likes both. Totally different experiences, right?" I responded. Mike and I kept talking and before too long I'd sent a message off to Louis. Saturday, I met Louis at the station and he seemed really nervous. "Relax, it'll be fun" I said as we walked over to Mike's apartment. "Yeah, but I can't fuck yet so I feel like a..." he replied and seemed lost for the right word. After almost a minute of him not finishing his sentence I said "Bottom?" He stopped and turned to me, saying quietly "No... I feel emasculated. He's a georgous stud and I can barely jack off." "Don't go there, Louis. If anyone is going to understand it's Mike and I. We've both been through the healing process and know how you have to deprive yourself for a little bit. You're close to being able to fuck again and once that happens you'll enjoy it more than you ever have" I replied in a soft, stern voice. We walked the rest of the way to Mike's place and were soon at his door. Louis was shaking and even more nervous. "Come on in, guys. Welcome to my place. Louis, it's good to see you again. I heard you went for it and didn't have the doubts I did" Mike said, wrapping his muscled arm around Louis' shoulder and giving it a squeeze as we walked into the living room. With that simple gesture, I watched Louis relax and become his normal self. "Oh, I had a few but once in the chair I just did it. The PA was the easy one, too. The ear was ten times worse" he said and chuckled. Mike looked at Louis and spotted the new bar in his ear. "Mmmm, looks good. I've been thinking about what's next. I just want to get the Prince a little bigger and then... maybe more ink or more metal" he said. Mike grabbed a few beers from the kitchen and we sat down, me in a chair and Mike and Louis on the sofa. Mike picked up a small bong and lighter and said "Anyone want a quick hit to get in the mood?" Louis replied almost instantly "Fuck yeah." I let out a chuckle from his eagerness and said "Sounds good." We passed it around until it was dead and all of us seemed to be enjoying it. Mike set it down and turned to Louis. "I saw one of the two piercings, now I want to see the other" Mike said with a grin on his face. We all took the cue and were naked quickly. "Over two weeks?" Mike asked while staring at Louis. "Mmhmm" Louis replied. With that, Mike leaned over and engulfed Louis' semi-hard cock with his mouth. Louis fell back on to the couch and Mike followed him, never letting go of the cock in his mouth. "Oh fuck!" Louis yelled out and from the tone I could tell it wasn't one of pain. I took advantage of Louis' open mouth and pushed my cock into it. I could hear the slurping sounds from Mike devouring Louis' neglected dick while Louis sucked my cock in and played with the thick ring with his tongue. I let him lick and suck me like this a few minutes but after the second time my PA hit his teeth, I knew I had to get him into a better position. I tapped Mike on the shoulder and once he looked at me I motioned that I was going to pull Louis over the end of the couch. It was a low armrest and when I had Louis' head hanging off the edge I wondered if Mike had made sure the sofa was good for positions like this when he bought it. That position had Louis' right foot flat on the floor, his left on the back of the sofa, Mike was back deepthroating Louis' cock and me slowly face fucking his open mouth and throat. I felt Louis' moans around my cock as he took my cock down into his throat, aided by me slowly rocking my hips. The sounds filling the room were one's of animalistic male lust. Growls, groans, moans and slurps as Mike and Louis sucked energetically. After several minutes Mike made his move, pushing Louis' legs up and back letting me grasp his ankles. His tongue was just as active around his hole as it was sucking on Louis' cock. Louis seemed to appreciate it since I could feel him moan around my cock. After I let Mike get into a rhythm eating Louis out, I resumed fucking Louis' mouth. I was zoned out, enjoying Louis' mouth, tongue and throat pleasuring my cock, when I felt a pair of hands touch mine. Mike was now kneeling and taking control of Louis' legs to line his cock up with the slick entrance. I wasn't sure how aware Louis was of what was about to happen, but while he was a lot less experienced than either Mike or I, he had to know what Mike's next move was. The loud moan around my cock told me he was feeling the tip of Mike's cock and the steel ring on or in his hole. Looking up, I saw a huge grin on Mike's face and his eyes closed. His hips weren't moving quickly or deeply, but I could still feel him push Louis' body towards me and my cock sliding into Louis' throat. I stopped my own movements and just let Mike take the driver's seat. He'd speed up and then slow down and from the occasional grimace I could tell that he would feel the piercing twist or pull the wrong way sometimes. I'd been there, but long ago and now I could fuck without worry and just enjoy the tugging on my dick from a good ass. "Maiden voyage?" I asked quietly and Mike just responded with "mmhmm" from a bigger grin. He kept going and once Louis was lubed with spit and precum, Mike plowed harder. I enjoyed Louis' mouth bobbing on my shaft without having to work for it. When I would sense Mike getting ready to thrust in harder, I'd start to fuck Louis' mouth and drive my own pierced cock into Louis' throat. It didn't seem that long ago when all Louis could get was a couple inches of dick in his mouth before he would start to gag and here he was feeling my pubes smash against his lips and cock ram down his throat. As good as it felt, I wanted his ass wrapped around my shaft more than his throat. I leaned forward and pulled Mike's mouth to mine, kissing him as he kept pounding. A minute later I flicked my thumb over his left nip, twisting the little barbell in it and garnering a loud groan into our kiss. I knew from our previous encounters that Mike's nips were wired straight to his cock and a few more flicks and he would be emptying his balls. I was a little more mischevious than that, though. My other hand found his left pec and pinched his other nip. With both getting worked over, it was seconds before he bolted upright, hammered Louis' hole a couple more seconds and then yelled out "FUCK!" I watched his taut body flex and squirm as the orgasm took over. Louis moaned around my cock as he felt Mike pump a huge load of juice into his ass. When the last throbs of Mike's cock died down, he slowly pulled out and I did the same from Louis' mouth. As he climbed off the couch he looked at me and snarled "Fucker." If it wasn't for the grin that followed, I would have been worried. Instead, I took his place on the couch and slid into Louis' very sloppy hole. There's something about sinking my cock into a freshly bred hole that sends shivers through my body. This wasn't like fucking some cumdump at the baths that had spent the afternoon collecting loads from countless strangers. The stud that had just bred Louis was standing in front of me, feeding his cum coated cock to Louis' eager mouth. Early on, I had found out that Louis liked the taste of cum and liked to swallow it too and this time was no different. He was lapping at Mike's cock and balls, licking every bit of cum he could find off of it. The same cum that my cock was getting coated in as I plowed into Louis' hole. My hands guided Louis' legs to my shoulders and I leaned forward a bit while I drove my cock in and out. The cum that Mike had dumped in was getting churned and there was a ring of froth around the base of my cock. I fucked harder than Mike had, but the sensations of the ring tugging on my cock were no different. I might have been more used to them and the size of the ring larger and considerably thicker than his, but it still felt great. With the extended blow job from Louis and now fucking his cummy hole, I knew I wasn't going to last long. Mike stood back and let me and Louis fuck. When my balls started to tighten up I began to growl. Both Mike and Louis had their eyes locked on mine, which were darting back and forth between them. Thrusting in, my hips ground on Louis' butt before I pulled back and thrust in again and felt my cock start to throb. Ropes of my cum mixed with Mike's jizz and spit until I had nothing left. Louis was grinning back at me and Mike had a smirk on his face. I chuckled, remembering my eye doctor visit the previous week. "Is ring one better or two?" I asked. "I'm not sure. Can you try again?" Louis asked before breaking out in laughter. I knew both Mike and I needed a short break before going again, but I knew I wanted another shot and I was pretty sure Mike did too. I slipped out of Louis' hole and fell back to the sofa, panting. Louis lowered his legs and looked at me and then Mike. We all chilled a bit, smoked a bit and talked a bit until my cock started to stir again. Looking over at Louis, I said "stand up." He looked at me curiously and then stood as I asked. I gently turned his legs and had him facing me. He looked really hot standing there, slightly sweaty and with a new trail of cum running down his leg. His cock had a little hardness to it and it looked really good with the black titanium ring hanging off the end. He had ignored my suggestion and had gotten a segmented ring so it looked pretty permanent, but I knew he'd be stretching it up to a bigger size as soon as he could. Moving closer, I flicked my tongue over the ring and then wrapped my lips around the end of his shaft. My lips and tongue played with his newly enhanced cock and before too long I was bobbing on his hardening dick. The mixture of his scent, sweat and cum that was wafting off his body was intoxicating. It made me want to get closer to it and that meant burying his cock into my throat. My nose was planted in the midst of his pubes and I could feel the ring in my throat. His shaft was getting thicker by the second and its a feeling I love - making a guy get hard without using my hands. I steadied myself by gripping the back of his thighs when I sensed Mike coming closer. Louis bent over slightly, pulling his cock away from my hungry mouth which quickly followed it. I felt Mike's muscled legs against the back of my hands and I knew he was pressed against Louis' back. My head kept bobbing on Louis' cock while I tried to keep track of Mike's actions. When I felt his cock start to push into my throat, I knew that Mike was now starting to hump Louis. Whether his cock was in or outside, I didn't really know. The groan from Louis a few minutes later told me that Mike had made his way inside. It wasn't much longer and all I had to do was stay in place and let Louis' cock fuck my throat. Mike was plowing his ass good and I could clearly hear the sloppy hole get penetrated. The firm thrusts kept driving Louis' dick deep into my mouth and while I knew my throat would be sore in the morning, there was no way I was going to stop. Mike's stamina made sure he kept going a long time too. Groans and grunts added to the aural mix. I pulled off Louis' cock and tried to suck on his balls but it was a moving target and I realized I was better off lapping at them. Turning over, I was able to get my tongue licking between his balls and hole, getting the occasional contact with Mike's cock. Even with my hands on Louis' hips, I couldn't stay in that position for long. Crawling back in front of Louis, I saw Mike pull him upright and start to hammer his ass. All I could do was watch at this point. Mike's arms were wrapped around Louis' chest and abs as Mike's hips pounded Louis' firm ass. Moans were coming out of Louis and Mike's growl got louder until he began to shoot. His hips gave two more hard thrusts and then he left himself planted inside. Louis laid his head back on Mike's shoulder while precum was dribbling out of his cock. I didn't dare touch Louis' cock or he would probably shoot instantly and I wanted to feel him shoot when I was fucking him next. "Damn, you're an animal" Louis finally said with a chuckle. "I fuck harder when I have a hot stud in front of me and right now I got two" Mike replied. He waited a little longer before slowly pulling his spent cock out of Louis. Both of them looked at me on my knees with my rock hard cock pointing at them. "Come on down here and show me that hot ass" I told Louis. He looked at me suspiciously at first, then grinned and knelt down on the floor in front of me. His ass looked really hot with cum and sweat matting down the fur. I stared a moment and then reached out my hand, rubbing each butt cheek before my fingers began to probe his cum soaked hole. It looked so fucking delicious, I couldn't resist getting a taste. My beard was mashed between his cheeks and my tongue went wild. It was surprising how easy I was able to get my tongue inside and damn it tasted even better than I thought. I was so busy rimming Louis I didn't even notice Mike kneeling down and feeding Louis' mouth. It wasn't until several minutes later that I came up for air and saw him there. I went back down, feeling cum drip off my beard on to his ass. My tongue explored and poked, reveling in the mix of tastes. Occasionally, I'd feel Louis' ass back hard into my face and I wasn't sure if it was Mike forcing his body back or Louis wanting me to dig deeper. Licking up from his hole, I traced up his back until my rigid cock was wrestling with Louis'. There wasn't a need to even think about lube at this point. Louis' hole was filled with three loads of cum and plenty of spit. My cock slipped inside with just enough resistance to feel amazing. One long slow push had my hips pressed against his ass while Mike was slowly fucking his mouth. We had a lot of fun alternating our pace and it seemed Louis liked it too based on his grunts and moans. At one point, I looked up at Mike and motioned for him to hold Louis still and when he was, I hammered his ass for a couple minutes before planting my cock in him all the way. I stood there a moment and then Mike did the same with his mouth. Mike and I traded back and forth like that a few times before going back to spitroasting Louis simultaneously. His hole felt so good with my cock churning up the mix of cum inside him. Another ten minutes was all I could take before my balls wouldn't wait any longer. My hips thrust in one more time and I stayed there, buried to the base. Pulse after pulse, my cum shot out and painted the walls of Louis' chute and joining what cum was left from our other fucks. Pulling out, I tried to leave as much seed inside as I could, but I watched as it dribbled down his balls on to the floor, joining a puddle already there. Louis, Mike and I sat there on the floor for a while, sipping on the now warm beer and chatting. "How's the healing process going? I was so fucking horny the whole time and thankfully Ryan showed me how to take care of things on my own. I don't mind bottoming, but its one of those things that I only want to do occasionally" Mike said to Louis. "Yeah, I know that feeling. It's not healing as fast as I want and that's mostly my fault. I like stroking too much if no one else is around. I can't tell you how good it felt to finally feel a mouth on my cock. I'm going to have to learn some different moves, though. I felt it hit your guys' teeth a couple times" Louis said after taking a big swig of beer. Mike and I chuckled having both felt his piercing tap some molars. It would come in time and I knew the first time he fucked with it in he'd realize how the abstinence was all worth it. We finished our beers and Mike got us another round. All of us commented about how much better it tasted when chilled and not at room temperature. When we finished the beers, Louis was the first to make a move toward heading home. "I'm starting to get used to the comments on the train after I've been fucked" Louis said, laughing afterward. "Just be careful. Some guys think it's an invitation" Mike said. I had a vision of Mike standing on the platform waiting for a train, reeking of the cum that was dripping down his leg. It was making my cock start to stiffen again. "Yeah, I know" replied Louis. The two of us walked to the train station and I watched Louis disappear inside the station before I wandered down the street the few blocks back to my place. I got home and crashed on the couch, finishing off a blunt and watching some old horror movie on TV. --- I hadn't heard anything from Louis for a couple weeks and sent off a message checking in on him. "Hey sorry been busy. met a girl" his reply said. I took a big breath and got a lump in my throat. I knew this was going to happen, he was too nice of a guy not to get snatched up at some point. "she's bi too and cool with me meeting guys but we're doing the monogamous thing for now" he sent a minute later. I wanted to scream but it would just be a waste of energy. I sat down on the couch and stared at the phone for a few minutes and finally typed out "cool. good luck and keep in touch. maybe a beer some time." I knew it would probably never happen but I could hope. It's the danger of messing around with straight or bi guys. Once again, it was time to move on.

I had an appointment near downtown today. The freeway traffic was lighter than expected and I arrived in the area of my meeting about 40 minutes early. So, I swung by the adult bookstore nearby. The lot was full and I had to circle the block before a parking stall became available. It was 1pm on a Monday. This is usually a good time for sucking str8 guys. During the lunch break hours, this place tends to fill up with str8, married guys looking for a quick bj before heading back to work. I entered the arcade to see that most of the booths had the red lights on, indicating someone was inside, watching a film. I tried a few doors. Found one unlocked and entered to find a rather nerdy looking guy in his mid 30's. He was wearing dark slacks and a white dress shirt and wearing thick, black glasses. He had his dick out and was jacking off to a str8 flick. I locked the door and dropped to my knees. He let out an audible moan as I closed my lips around his cock and began to suck. His cock was a rock hard, 6 incher. Thick and uncut. I sucked and chewed on his foreskin as he stroked the back of my head. I softly massaged his hairy balls as I sucked. I could tell from his breathing and soft grunts that he was going to be a quick cummer. Sure enough, I moved my finger from his balls and found his asshole. I didn't press in, but just gently rubbed his puckered asshole. That put him over the edge. His groaning turned louder and he let out a yelp. "Oh, FUCK!!!" He grunted as he unloaded his cum into my mouth. In typical str8 guy fashion, the moment he came, he pushed me back, he stood and pulled some tissues from the dispenser on the wall. He wiped his cock and stepped into his pants. Pulling them up. He was out the door before I stood and wiped my mouth with a tissue. I exited the booth and began to try doorknobs again. I found another booth with an unlocked door. Inside I found a guy in his late 60's. He looked a lot like the grandpa that lives next door to me. I wasn't particularly turned on by him, until I saw the big, hard dick he had in his hands. I locked the door and assumed my usual position on my knees, between his legs. His cock was cut and at least 7 inches. Fairly thick with a big mushroom cockhead. This guy was silent as I began to suck. He never did make a sound or a moan. But, his cock was rock hard, so I knew he was enjoying my mouth. About 10 minutes of sucking brought his cum in my mouth. It wasn't a big load, like the earlier guy. But it was sweet and I always enjoy knowing I've gotten a str8 guy off. I thanked him for his load, but got no response as I straightened my hair and left his booth. I checked my watch. I had 10 more minutes before I had to absolutely leave to make it to my appointment on time. As I was debating if I should go or stay for a bit, a short, buff, scruffy looking guy in his late 20's or early 30's came into the arcade. He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt covered in paint splatters covering them. His messed up dirty blonde hair also had splattered paint all over it. He looked like the blue collar, scruffy, bad boys that I love to get off. We were walking toward each other, but he didn't seem to look at me at all. He quickly found an empty booth with a green light. He went into the booth, closed the door. I didn't hear him flip the door lock, so it probably meant he was up to get sucked off. I waited until he had started a film and the light turned to red. I gave him a few moments to get settled and horny, then tried his door knob. Sure enough, it was unlocked. He was leaning against the wall, rubbing his crotch. He never looked at me, but kept his eyes glued to the fake titted bimbo that was screaming in fake ecstasy as a tall, muscular black guy is pounding her with his bbc. I walked over to him and began to feel his bulge. He moved his hand and let me rub his already hard cock through his dirty jeans. I dropped to my knees and unbuttoned his waistband and fly. I pulled his tight jeans down and put my mouth over his rock hard cock inside his white briefs that had the faint smell of piss. Then I pulled his briefs down and wrapped my lips around his smallish 5 inch, slender, cut cock. I love sucking smallish cocks as much as monster cocks. I love being able to work both my lips and my throat on a guys throbbing cock. He must have been super horny because he literally was cumming down my throat in 3 minutes. I milked his cock with the back of my throat as he unloaded in me. He was silent, but his body was convulsing and shaking as he came in me. By now, I had to get going. I quickly pulled myself together, left the store and drove to my appointment. Arriving right on time. It was so nice to be back in the arcade, taking load after load of str8 cum.

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When I was a teen, a guy I met in a park fucked me using a take-out pack of mustard we found under the seat of his truck. It was better than nothing, but its smell really worked its way into my skin so I returned home with an ass reeking of mustard.

As some of you know, I lost my husband to a stroke last year. His mother was living with us at the time, and no one in his family has stepped up to take over her care. So she still lives with me. Tonight, I hooked up in my house for the first time in 19 months during waking hours (I have done a few 2 AM hookups while she was asleep). I didn't make a big production of it or introduce her to my fuckbuddy. I did go into my bedroom at 8:15 and not come until long after she had gone to bed. She has made it clear she won't be upset if I start to date, but I am not quite to the point of looking for a relationship. I took that to mean a hookup would be okay, too. Anyway, this was the young black top who's a multi-cummer who had fucked me on my desk in my office a couple of weeks ago. He was back in town for a cast party for the haunted forest attraction he had worked in October. The party was Friday night, and he had told me he would come by Saturday night if he could. I was assuming this would be quite late as that is how his schedule usually runs, but he hit me up around 7:45. I thought about it for a minute and decided to try doing a hookup while my mother-in-law was still up. I told him to give me half an hour to make sure I was clean. He showed up right on time at 8:15. I put on some music to give us a little cover. We agreed to try to keep the volume down (although we had limited success with that last time). We got naked and made out for a while alternating with his working my nipples and my sucking his cock. Eventually, he was ready to fuck. He put me on my belly with my head down and ass up. He slowly worked into me with just the spit lingering from the blowjob. He's big (about 7.5" by 5") but not huge, so I was able to take this fairly easily. He has gotten very good at knowing exactly where my limits for discomfort are and pushing them without breaking them. Once he was inside I started to self-lubricate, and everything went smoothly. He began a deep and intense fucking. I was doing my best to get enough leverage to push back keeping my back arched. He varied his stroke length and angle every few minutes. His balls slapped against mine over and over. He is truly amazing. Every fuck he throws into me is different, but every one is amazing. The whole time I was on the verge of feeling like it was more than I could handle. After 20 or 30 minutes, his strokes got shorter and harder. He usually makes me ask for his first load, but tonight he got caught up in it. He bred me with a huge load. His nut went on for a long time. He eased out and collapsed next to me on the bed. I cleaned him off with my mouth; he lay there slowly catching his breath. We cuddled for a while. I turned over, and he curled around me big spoon. He dozed for a few minutes, but when he woke up, he was ready for round two. He reached down and slid the tip of his cock inside using his load for lube. We stayed spooned at first, but that didn't give him the leverage he wanted. He rolled me over on my belly with one knee bent under me. He began fucking into me roughly with his hips at a 45 degree angle to mine. Again he was varying the angle and intensity constantly. A couple of times I felt him slow down to keep from cumming. Eventually he had me back in the position from the first fuck. He was working hard to get that second load out. Sweat began to drip onto my back. I had made the decision not to use poppers tonight because I wanted to really feel everything; I regretted that decision at a couple of moments because it got pretty uncomfortable, but I took it without complaint. After a long hard fuck, he pumped a second load inside me with his whole body jerking. He collapsed again. He stopped me when I went to clean him; he said it was too sensitive. I went to pee and brought him back water, a damp cloth, and a dry one. We talked about how amazing the sex has been including my experiment with not using poppers. He wrapped his body around mine, and we talked and made out. He said he was tired, so I offered to let him spend the night. He said he needed to get home for things he had to do tomorrow, but he asked if I would set an alarm and let him take a 30 minute nap. I did so, and we curled up with me as big spoon this time. He was out almost immediately. I dozed a bit, but mostly listened to the music still playing. When the alarm went off, we made out a little more, and then he got dressed and took off.

I am a 22 year old student, 5'6, medium build, blonde hair, blue eyes, 6" uncut, tight Hole, into most things I've tried and open to those that I haven't. I was out barhopping one night and got half soused. By the end of the evening I was feeling so horny a trip to the Baths was in order. There were a few guys cruising around so I wandered about. Then this tanned guy in his 30s checked in. He finished his cigarette, scanning the joint. He invited me to his room. He was so hot I couldn't refuse. He tossed his towel on the bunk, revealing a 7-inch Cock. I bent down to suck it, and he started to fuck down my throat. He knelt down to rim me, pushing his tongue in far as it would go. "GOD, THAT FEELS GOOD!" He got to talkin' dirty in that husky voice of his, telling me how he liked breedin' Cunts like me. The longer he rimmed me, the harder I got. He pressed his dry Dick to my Hole, and, before I knew it, plunged all the way in. Actually it wasn't as bad as it sounds—cause I was halfway drunk to begin with and he planted a bottle of Poppers under my nose. He plowed in and out, and I bucked back against him cause it felt so good. He asked if I liked takin' it raw. In practice I usually didn't—but when push came to shove—YES—that’s how I prefer it. Meanwhile, I was thinking, 'Geez, I oughta ask this guy to use a Condom.' But "GOD THAT FEELS GOOD!" was all that came out. He fucked me for 20 minutes, talking about how he loved breedin' Bottoms. I must admit I dug it. I could feel him gettin' harder and thrustin' deeper the longer he fucked. He started moaning an' beatin' me off. THEN HE SHOT! His Dick spasmed nonstop. "FUCK, BOY! TAKE MY POZ CUM!" I tried to pull off but he was still beatin' my Shaft and in spite of myself, I came, too. He licked me clean and kissed me. The taste of my Cum on his tongue reminded me of the Toxic Venom he'd infused up my Ass. He was yappin' away; but I had no comprehension of what he said cause I was in shock. Over the next few weeks I came to accept what had happened; and Barebacking became the rule, rather than the exception in my life. A couple months later I got tested, and the results came back NEG; but by then Bareback Sex had become so ingrained in my persona that I ONLY FUCKED RAW.

3 up my boicunt, two orally, and afterwards at least one pissed in my gaping hole

In our bed at home, hubby away, neighbor fb came to play. Door was unlocked, I was naked, ass up waiting. He started by eating my ass out, followed by finger fuck and then the raw cock slid in. Pounded me really good, right up to the limit of my pain tolerance. Blasted while in missionary almost ripping my titts and chest hair off. Massive body convulsing orgasm coating my guts with his copious load. Makes me horny for more.

Just got loaded up by a hung black guy. At least 9in and thick. Met him at his place. Walked in, stripped, and got to sucking. He never got naked, fucked me with his clothes on. I swear it was dripping down my leg.

I like my people natural but a little grooming ain't a problem. If your naturally smooth not a problem. I just don't like stubble.

Not necessary responding to this quote, but using it as a springboard. I just think it’s funny how when the topic of racism in the gay community comes up, a lot folks always run to sex so the can hide their racism under the cloak of preference. They never talk about the crappy way they treat black people in a professional environment (see the lawsuit against the city of SF), social environment, or even how they react to friends who may have black friends. Many of you say “preference,” yet have zero black friends, won’t hire/promote any Black people, hate your black neighbors, or treat your black customers/clients differently. I really don’t care if you have sex with me or not (their are thousands of dudes out there), but when I walk into your business, don’t tell me something is double the price you told the white guy.

My brother used a pat of butter he took from a restaurant to fuck me while we were on the road traveling.

In regards myself, I’m naturally hairy. Dark hair. Pale skin. It makes me look like Dracula. I hate it. It also makes me look more masculine when I leave it grow, and I don’t like that either. I don’t want to look feminine, but I also don’t want to look like the most masculine guy in the room. Thankfully I’m short, slim and have a boyish face, so I just trim/shave different amounts of hair, depending on my mood. On other guys, I don’t mind too much either way, as long as they’re not Chewbacca. Chest/arm/abdominal/leg/reasonable length facial hair is fine. Pubes should be trimmed to a length where I’m not getting mouthfuls of them when sucking, please. And I don’t like hairy holes at all, but as a total bottom I rarely pay much attention to them anyway. It’s more a turn off in porn for me. Having said all that, if Mr Yeti grabs me, throws me on the bed, and sticks his cock in me, then Mr Yeti is going to be let fuck me!

There's an ABS/Sex Club in ATL called Tokyo Valentino. There's one room that is pretty much totally dark. I didn't even realize it was there the first couple times I went. Last year, (maybe the 3rd time I went) I finally stumbled on this room. It happened to be Black Pride weekend in Atlanta and there were a lot of hot black guys walking around. I was standing against the wall in the darkest room and this guy with a very fat 8" dick stopped in front of me. I quickly went down on my knees and sucked him. Ended up that he was there with 2 others (they were from out of town, TX). He bent me over a bench in the dark room and fucked me and loaded my hole. Then both of his buds took their turns. When it was over, the first guy asked me if I was ok with that (kinda late to ask, but of course I was). They invited me back to their hotel. For some stupid reason, I declined (thinking I would be able to get more dick if I stayed put). Although I did get more dick, I wish I had left with those three. And to answer the question of the post, it's not my preference but I certainly enjoy it!

It doesn’t matter if a guy is married to a man or a woman, breeding a married man is almost always a turn on especially if they aren’t in an open relationship and they are deceitful cheaters.

I love Dark rooms, One time i was there It was getting busy and crowded in the darkened steam room, almost pitch black, very small and dim red exit light, small room and hot steam, sweaty naked men everywhere. A young guy who had been rimming me was now attempting to fuck my hole, i let him in he fucked me quick and hard, He groaned and shot his load up me, kissed back of my head and thanked me, told me i was a good fuck and left. A guy who had been sucking my cock was now rimming the previous guys load out of my ass. He beckoned for this other bloke to fuck me and he did and also my mouth was being used non stop by others cumming in it, it was like a frenzy. I was greedy for dick and taste of anonymous cum and I had to popper up numerous times, i must have been fucked about 10 times and took so many loads mostly in my ass and some in my mouth . I had knee trembles when trying to stand up straight, sometimes being pushed back down so a bloke could slide up my cummy arse. I stank of spunk and sweat, i never washed off , i just got dressed and went home, i could still smell some of the guys on me and the loads were gradually seeping out of my ass. That is why I love the dark/Steam room, my inhibitions go and i just love bending over and being fucked by anyone who wants to use and take me. Wish times were back to that.

As a teenager I would cruise public bathrooms to find random strangers to suck and swallow his hot thick load of cum. The only thing better than sucking cock was that mouthful of cum to swallow. I was still in middle school and was already a cumhungry faggot. On slow days. I would sit back and jerk my cock to all the dirty storys on the bathroom walls. So many times Iyou see loads of cum on the floors. I would lay my hand on that cum. And use the cum as lube for my cock and jerkoff. I would lick my fingers just to get a taste of the load. I would think to myself. What would my friends or family think of me if they only knew what I was doing. I mean what kind of nasty pig would do such a thing. You know nothing about that cum on the floors. Who's cum was it? How long has it been on the floor? 5 minutes or all day. I didn't care. I was there to jerkoff and swallow cum. With my cock lubed up with a random load on the bathroom floor. I wanted cum in my mouth. I would get down on the floor, and start to sip and lick all the loads of cum on the bathroom floor. Just before I blew my load I would swallow the cum in my mouth. After I shot my load. I wanted nothing to do with cock or cum. I would rethink about what I just did. What a nasty boy I was. What would people think of me if they found out. But every time after that I found myself back down on my knees licking up someone's cum. When I was in high school I had a girlfriend. However I still wanted to swallow cum. When I turned 18 I could get into the porn store. When my girlfriend was working. I would head to the back video booths in the local porn shops. I would spend hours sucking all the cocks in the place. Just before closing time the place was slow. I would walk around and see loads of cum on the floor. Cum was everywhere. I still needed to jerkoff before my girlfriend got done work. I would find all the cum that guy's left behind and fill my mouth full of all that cum spit some on my cock and start jerking my cock off. Swallowing all that cum. Sometimes when I got home. My girlfriend would give me some head. She would ask me if I jerkoff already. I would ask why. She would say that my cock tasted like cum. I would tell herthat I jerkoff earlier. I can't tell her that my cock was covered in loads of cum I found on the floors and lubed my cock with it.

He's older, about 50, barely speaks any english, so we have limited talking fuck sessions. Has a grindr with no profile and no profile pic, but I live in a small town and he was only 700ft away from me, so when I first started using Grindr, I thought what the hell. I'm one of these guys where, if I like your cock, you can fuck me, and I don't really need to see your face first or anything. The first encounter was kinda boring. Banged me and it was ok, only lasted a few minutes. After being a little disappointed, I stopped messaging him for a while and couldn't find ANY other grindr guys willing to come over (I only host). One day I was super fucking horny and was willing to just deal with ANY cock in my ass, even if it wasn't a great fucking. So I responded to his last message and told him to come over. He was a little more rough, but he had slipped in without a condom. I'm normally a bit more selective of who I let fuck me raw, but I let it happen and found his raw cock to feel very nice up my ass. I was on my knees and he went at it for a little while, and blew it in my mouth. I swallowed it and laid on the couch feeling more satisfied than the last time, After that I decided I'd let him fuck me raw any time, and he comes over any time I ask at the drop of a hat. His sessions grew better, and eventually he was either fully comfortable or was no longer holding back, because I got up to regular poundings of about 30 minutes or so. Usually with a load in my mouth or on my back or belly. He is a BIG cummer too, which I love. Well, last time, which was a couple weeks ago now, he was a little extra rough with me. I set my phone up to record, and I'm glad I did. He walked in, told me to get on my knees, and fucked me without a word for 20 or so minutes. It was hard and deep, and finally he blew his load in me. It's rare I get to take a creampie, but I've loved it in every single instance. This one, after he left I turned toward the camera and pushed it out of my ass. I LOVED how much it was. A nice, full, load. He put his clothes on and left, so I pulled out one of my toys and fucked my creampied ass with it and came so hard.

always been a turn on for me , may be some day

I love a hairy top . the more hair the better and to mount me dogey from the back like a K9 would

the next I got fucked by an Arab bus driver, he was really tuned on when he made me bleed a bit - I was so fucking sore and so horny for cock

Absolutely in both holes!

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Another great chapter.

There seems to be a trend toward monetisation of everything. I'm seeing more and more on instagram in the fetish community lads asking for specific items of gear to be bought for them so they can post pictures of themselves in it - a teaser since they save the juicier stuff for OnlyFans... Then there's the "cash master" phenomenon - this seems to be dying out a bit lately, but you do still see guys advertising on social media and some hookup sites that you need to buy them something from their Amazon wish-list or add to their PayPal before they'll answer your messages. Skirting carefully around the edge of what's allowed... Maybe pay for play is what comes next: I've had a guy online saying that sorry, you're not my type, but if you get me these £170 sneakers they'll meet for a date. He got blocked. There are other similar examples. Businesses have realised that subscription models are the most lucrative rather than single transactions. Extrapolate that: Will we be paying for "friends" or to follow influencers? (we likely do now through advertising) I wonder where we'll end up?

medical doctor

I personally like men with hair on their chest with a nice treasure trail

Uninhibited neg pig in WeHo

what bottom can say no to 9'' haha. Face does not matter if it's doggy

Yes heaven is my ass full of warm cum, friend or stranger, I love every load.

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Manager for a fortune 50 company, Retired Military Vet, husband, dad, slut.

Dad's Boy I didn't mean to do it. I just couldn't help myself. There are times I get overcome by my own lust, and I just get carried away. I was turned on when we finally met, he was my ideal of a "son" to my "dad". Though a little older than what you might conceive of as my son, he was nonetheless my ideal of what I want in a boy. And add to that the fact that he was in total leather, matching my outfit, it was just a match. We had chatted so much about this first meeting. We each knew what turned the other on. He liked my cigars and I liked his boyish good looks and attitude. And when we met and then kissed, it was that sort of 'dream come true' event. That first kiss seemed to last forever. Not only were our tongues exploring each other's mouths, our hands were exploring each other's bodies. And shortly he had my stiff, drippin cock out of my jeans, and fell to his knees to give me one of those blowjobs you dream about. I was still smokin my cigar, and the smoke was about to fill the motel room, I was smokin so hard while he hit all the hot spots. When he rose up and kissed me again, tastin my cigarspit and me tastin that great cock/precum taste on his lips, I was just too turned on. I had his belt loose and his jeans around his ankles before he knew what happened. And even though we were lip locked, I could still get his cock out of his jockstrap and feel the precum on the tip of his cock. I rubbed it the length of his rockhard cock, and slipped my cock between his legs. I guess it was the way he opened his legs to let my cock in that so excited me. I could tell he wanted it then, even though he had told me he was still HIV negative and didn't want any raw sex with a Poz guy like me. I had my hands up under his shirt workin his nips and was kissing and licking his face till he was just a puppy in my paws. I gently moved him around, kissing his neck and massaging his ass cheeks, until I was behind him, nibbling his earlobes. That was when my stiff meat found his ass crack and set course for his asshole. I was pushing hard against him, trying to get my tongue in his ear, when he sort of fell against the wall and then braced himself against it with both hands, intending to turn back around, but by then I had a nip in each hand, having thrown down my dead cigar, and he was moving in response, enjoying it too much to protest. And my cockhead had found his puckered rosebud of an asshole, one of those that seems to have an arrow tattooed above it, saying "FUCK HERE". And I had him by the arms, holding him tight as I kissed and bit his neck. "Oh, Daddy!" he kept saying, over and over, as if he was trying to persuade himself not to resist. When I pushed and began to feel my cockhead penetrate, he stiffened. "Daddy, don't make me do this, please," he pleaded, and he turned his head slightly towards me. I reached around and kissed him. "It's gonna be OK, son, just relax," I said, and I made a hip thrust that popped him open. I love that feel on my cockhead, when you first pop a boy open like that. There is no feel like it in the world, tight and hot, and then so warm and wet and wonderful. I just couldn't help myself then, I drew him to me, hugging him tight, kissing all over his face and neck, so he didn't notice so much that I was impaling him on my cock. By the time I think he knew what was happening, he was fucked. I had my cock almost all the way up his ass. And he was loving it, you could tell he was trying to fight the urge, but wanting it so bad. All the time I was kissing him, I kept telling him it was fine, he was all right, this will be great, just relax and enjoy it, son, give yourself to your dad. Then suddenly he gave a kind of shudder, and bucked hard back against me. "Oh, Daddy, take me, take my ass, make me your Boy!" "That's it son, enjoy this fuck, feel your Daddy's hard cock up your ass, love that stiff meat so deep inside you!" He was with me then, meeting every thrust. When I'd hit bottom he'd grab me hard and tight, as much fuckin my dick with his ass as I was fuckin his hole with my rod. "Make me your Boy, Daddy, fuck your Boy, show me how much you want me Daddy!" I was in the heavy strokes now, fuckin his ass hard. My juices were flowing. When I get a hot ass like this, the first fuck is hot and heavy and doesn't take too long. I knew I was getting close. "Where do you want Daddy's load, boy?" I asked, as I held him tight and humped him hard. "Give me your load, Daddy, make me your Boy, plant that load UP MY ASS!" He was buckin hard, and if I had really wanted to pull out, it would have been difficult, as he was in pace with me so well. "Oh, God, Son, I can't help it, here it is, take it boy, take Daddy's hot cum up your ass." "Daddy, show me how much you love me, fuck me, fuck my ass, give me your juice, Daddy, FUCK ME HARD!" I lit into him hard then, I could feel the cum move from my balls up the length of my shaft and begin to spurt out deep inside him. And I think he must've felt something, even though I know you have to learn to feel it when a guy cums up your ass. There was just something about the way he moved, like he was suckin the cum up deep inside himself. We both hit the spot at the same time. "OH GOD!" we both shouted in unison. "Here it is boy, here's Daddy's cream, take Daddy's load, you're MY BOY now!" "Hit me hard, Daddy, show me how much you love me, pound that jizz in my hot hole, fuck me Daddy, FUCK MY ASS, DADDY!" I held him tight and shot my final spurts as deep inside as I could, knowing I was tying him to me in a way no man ever had before. I was converting him to my son in more ways than one, I was makin him my BOY in a truly positive manner. His ass drew up so tight on my shaft, I thought sure he must be spurting his load. His ass was suckin the cum up deep, and he began to flex under me, I could feel his whole body moving, as if he was absorbing the sex and distributing it throughout his body. We held that position a long time. Sweat was dripping down my nose, and he was sweaty feeling as I ran my hands over his chest and caressed his nips. I still had all my clothes on, my fuckin cock out of my pants, but otherwise still as I had walked into the room. His pants were around his ankles, but he still had on the jockstrap, shirt, vest and leather jacket. We both were soaked under all that clothing. But neither moved, we were still in that great Dad/Son connection, feeling the cum that bound us together. Shortly he stopped vibrating, coming back to reality, realizing what had happened. He sort of slumped at that point, I thought he might be crying, so I pulled out and turned him around and kissed him. He was crying, or at least he had tears in his eyes, so I kissed the tears away, and he began to respond. When I put my hand down to his crotch, I discovered a jock hanging heavy with cum. So I pulled off him, bent down and sucked the cum out of his jock, and pulled his limp, gooey cock out and sucked it clean. He was breathing very heavily now, I think partly shock and partly so turned on. I raised up, led him to the bed and made him sit on it, so I could sit beside him. We kissed again then, another long lover's kiss, and soon tongues and hands were exploring. Clothes began to fall off us, some being taken off by the other, some shucked off by the wearer, but our pants were trapped by our boots. We had reached that point again, too quickly. The pants just had to stay on, we were at fuck #2. I got him into doggie position and stuck my cock back up his ass. It was much easier this time, just made him take a sudden inhale when I slid home. We urged each other on again, and soon he had cumshot #2 up his ass. Damn hot boy, he wanted sex as much as I did. We seemed to be a pair, destined to be together. After I added that second load, I just held him close and told him how much I loved him, and he did the same. When my cock went flat and fell out of his ass, he rolled over and I got on top of him so we could kiss and cuddle again. We took time to get the boots off, finally got our pants off and were naked, just kissing and rolling all over the bed, the way lovers do. We came up for air and took a smoke break. Gave me a chance to really look at him, as I hadn't really seen him naked before, even though I'd planted two loads up his ass. And he did the same. I was surprised to see how he blushed when he noticed how I was admiring his boyish body. He had kept himself in great shape, and I had enjoyed it. The smoke break over, we resumed the kissing, this time being able to be face to face for the first time, really. I didn't intend to fuck him again, my cock just knew the way to his ass so well by this time. When I got on top and was kissing him, it found the hole and entered easily. He spread wide, put his legs firmly around my hips and put his heels in my ass. Then he pushed hard, making my cock really hit the good spots. Every time I made a stroke that didn't please him, he'd almost kick my cock up his ass. I couldn't complain, I had my tongue far down his throat. And when I felt the cum moving yet a third time, I got his legs up on my shoulder, shoved a pillow under his ass and began those prying deep strokes, where you aim for the boy's prostate and fuck him hard. "Oh God, Daddy, I love it when you fuck me like that, do it again, harder, deeper, come on man, put your seal on me, give me the third load, make me your boy forever!" I got my arms up under his shoulders, pulled him into my fuckstrokes and kissed him hard as I fucked my cum into his hot ass, so warm and wet and wild, filled to overflowing with my loads. I wanted to fuck him so hard the cum would flow out his hole and soak the bed. I wanted to fuck him so bad he could taste my cum from the inside out. I wanted to plant my loads so deep he'd shit my cum for a week. Didn't take long, spurts of Daddy Cream joined the loads already there, my fuck piston planted it's third load, the cum pooling around my balls, running down his crack. I pinned him down, legs against his chest, as I pounded the last strokes home, trying to get my cum as deep inside him as I could. And he rose up against me on every stroke, making sure he got that jizz as deep inside as possible. When I was drained, I slammed a fuckstroke hard and held it, and he looked up at me with tears in his eyes again, and we kissed. Then I felt his cock move between us, that steady pulse of a cock shooting cum, a feeling I love. If I don't see or feel a boy cum when I fuck him, I'm not fuckin him right, and I had fucked this boy right. His cock spurted a heavy load between us, and his cum between and us and mine up his ass were binding us together in many, many ways. We kissed for a long time. Took us a long time to come down off that fuck plateau, where you want to stay as long as you can. When I fell out of his ass, I let his legs down and sucked his limp cock into my mouth and sucked out all the strings of his cum I could get. Then I licked his crotch clean, keeping some of the cum in my mouth, so we could share it when we kissed. And as I did that, he moved around so he could reach my cock, and sucked it clean. When we kissed, I could taste his ass, his cum and my cum, all mixed together, one wonderful taste, a taste every dad wants from his boy. We fell asleep like that. When we woke the next morning, we were a mess, and the bed was a mess. There was cum everywhere, crusted on our cocks and torsos. Time for a piss and a shower. Then we had a smoke and got to examine each other by the light of day. Sometimes that's when it all falls apart, when you come to in the morning and discover that the guy you thought was so great the night before is not nearly as attractive. But there was no change this morning, I still thought he was the best thing I'd ever had, and he allowed as how I was his Dad. We went to breakfast, and it was as if I was meeting him for the first time. We sat there and smoked and drank our coffee, and talked about all the things lovers talk about. The waitress finally asked us if we were going to order lunch, and we realized what time it was. We excused ourselves, left a large tip for having had such good service for such a long time, and went back to the motel room. By the time we'd each had a piss, we were on the bed again, and the maid's knock interrupted our first fuck of the day. I shouted that we were still in the room, and she went away, and I planted my load. This was a lover's fuck, that long, slow, gentle fuck of two men deeply in love. There was no hard thrusting, no pounding of a load deep. He was still moist from the fucks last night, and I wasn't really up to a hot and heavy fuck, but we needed to have sex again, to see if it was still there, and it was. That wasn't our last fuck, not by a long shot, but those four were the ones that we always remember and talk about. Few men are as fortunate as I have been, to find a guy like this that fits me so well. I can only hope that he continues to feel the same about me. Jerry Prince RawTopDad@AOL.com

Under the Banyan Tree So I tried to score a second fuckery under the tree but timing was bad. It was a different Feng Shui, no cars in the parking lot and little action on a Saturday night. I waited and saw a young Filipino boy go to the bathroom so I followed him. Nice build, we played a bit in the handicap stall, he attempted to fuck me but couldn’t really get hard. So I left to go to the tree. Several figures went in and out of the shadows. No action and just parading around, one young Asian boy looked me up and down. I decided to go back to the toilets. I was restless snd went back to my car. I went back to the bathroom.. Walahhh.. the Asian boy staring in my face. Just love that “Fuck Stare”. 👀. He was headed back to the Tree. I followed and we ended under the tree, he grabbing my ass snd turning me around. He was 5’5” 160 25 or so, he was muscled and a jock boy with a small but very hard dick ready to fuck. He saw my shirt “Cum in me Bro” snd said it was pretty straightforward. Asked me if I let the Filipino boy fuck me. I asked him did he think it was hot? He said no I want your ass for myself. I told him the guy couldn’t stay hard. He started fucking me and several guys started to come around to watch and touch. He took my hand and led me to another tree where he turned me around and tried to fuck me. I was tight and dry and didn’t have any lube. Here’s the real fun part... An older Asian daddy came and started sucking his dick. I whispered, “you should let him suck you and when you’re lubed up, fuck and breed my ass.” He started getting his dick nice and wet, line it up my hole snd started pumping away. It was fucking hot. He started saying he was coming and gave me half his load, pulled out and fed the Asian daddy the other half. Another adventure under the moonlight sky in Hawaii... Aloha!

Bangkok is my go-to place for bareback sauna sex. Babylon, Chakran, Heaven Sauna. Will definitely visit more. In Manila, there's this very dark, rundown and dirty place called Altermale. Lots of bareback in my experience, though not 100%, and the place is definitely not for everyone. In KL, no luck --- but I was told that I was just in the wrong gay sauna. I went to Otot2. If any of you are visiting Manila, hit me up. My Asian ass is craving for some white and black cock!

Chapter Eight Jack fucked me until I passed out again. When I woke up it was day and I was in the bed alone. First thing I did was race to the bathroom and try to force my dick down to piss. It felt like a gallon came out before it even slowed. When I was done I was still hard, not a new thing for me at all. There was a shower and I was obviously ripe so I climbed in to hose myself off. I was sore all over, it felt like I had hit it way too hard at the gym and every muscle I had was paying for it now. My dick would not go down so it decided for me to toss one off before the day started. I lathered it up and began to stroke, my mind wandering to the way Cheryl looked riding my cock in her bedroom. I stroked and stroked, imaging every position I could with her but nothing. If anything I was getting soft. Shit, now I was horny and my dick was on strike. “Fuck it,” I said looking around for some shampoo or something. There was a caddy in the back and along with various bottles, a clear rubber dick was just sitting there like that was normal. It was huge, I mean not me huge but fucking big. I pulled it out to laugh at it and saw there was a suction cup on the end of it. Not sure why it needed one but I stroked my dick, trying to compare the lengths. For some reason holding the fake dick was turning me on, which was weird. My ass kept relaxing, like opening and closing and my dick was really responding. “Oh come on,” I muttered as I realized what the suction cup was for. No, no way. I was not doing this. Whatever happened last night was last fucking night and I refuse to keep doing it. Jack and Mr. Blackthorn got me drunk and that was that. No way I am doing that gay shit again... My dick was sticking straight up as flashes of last night played out in my mind. “NO.” I said gritting my teeth, but my dick was not budging. I put the dick down and started to stroke again, every single naked woman I could image flashing through my mind, but not one reaction from my cock. I started stroking faster but nothing, god I was so fucking horny, I needed to cum. But my dick was playing games. I moved one hand behind me and slipped a soapy finger inside of me, just to see if it did anything. My dick pulsed in my hand, and I slid two fingers in. “Shit, shit...” I panted as I fingerfucked myself. My cock was loving this and I felt my own ass back into my fingers. It was turning me on, but not enough. I couldn't get my fingers deep enough to get me off, though I was trying my hardest. I stopped to catch my breath, and looked down at the dick. My mouth actually watered as I looked at it. “God fucking damnit!” I swore, grabbing the plastic dick and slamming the end to the far wall. It hung there, bobbing on the wall, waiting for me. “Just one time,” I said to myself, “Just get myself off and then it's over.” I lathered up my ass and then covered the plastic dick as well, and backed myself up against it. I had to spread my own cheeks to get it access, it took a couple of stabs before I was able to get the thick head to my hole. Once wedged in I pushed back, my ring expanding around the girth, a loud gasp escaping my mouth as it popped inside of me. “Oh god...”I moaned as I pushed it farther and farther into me. Once my ass was against the wall I pulled off of it, the whole length of it sliding out of my tight ass, causing my eyes to roll back into my head. Before the head could pop out I pushed back hard, and the whole length penetrated me, flashes of light danced in front of my eyes. The shower wasn't that big and I was pretty tall so I was able to plant my hands on one side of the shower while my ass backed up onto the other. I started to rock onto the plastic cock, relishing the way my ass felt as it plunged in and out of me as I moved. God this felt fucking incredible, as the familiar fog of my libido descended on me I realized I wished it was bigger. Not caring anymore I began to slam myself back onto the cock as hard as I could. I wanted it deeper...no I needed it deeper. My ass was hungry and I needed more in me. “Not an ass...” a voice trailed through my mind. No one was here, no would could hear me... “Fuck my pussy,” I panted as I reared back, “Yeah, shove it in my jock pussy...fill me...breed me daddy...” Just the word daddy made my cock jerk and I realized I was close to cumming already. “Fuck your boy, please daddy fuck your jock bitch...” My words were pushing me over the edge and the sound of my ass slapping against the wall as my tight pussy swallowed the whole length of the cock was loud as shit. “Harder, fuck me harder daddy...please...fuck your jock...” Images of Jack and Blackthorn raced through my head, my imagination pretending it was one of them behind me. I was really going at it now, my ass was aching for this dick, my pussy was hungry...so hungry. The images moved from guys on the team fucking me and then just random guys I'd seen in the hall. My teachers...my friends...strangers...all their cocks...in me...filling me... My cock exploded on it's own, I hadn't even touched it and it was firing off loads of cum like it was my first wet dream. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...” I chanted as my jock pussy clenched down on the dick again and again and again. Finally I just stood there, plastic dick in my ass, cum dripping off my abs down into the drain. I slowly pulled myself off the dick and I swear, my ass felt an ache as it left. I stood up and rinsed myself off, my dick still half swollen even after all that. What the fuck was wrong with me? I felt guilty and ashamed but also, so, so fucking turned on. I got out and dried off, my clothes were on a chair waiting for me. I got dressed, grabbed my keys and raced downstairs. I didn't know if someone was there or not, I just ran to my car and took off. I needed to get home, needed to clear my head. Needed to get this shit out of my brain. I got home and my dad was at work and my mom must have been shopping. I took another shower, this time without fucking myself, and changed my clothes. I felt a thousand times better, more like myself. What happened yesterday was like a dream, not real. Like it had happened to someone else. That wasn't me, that was just...insanity. I checked the time and saw I could still make my afternoon classes and practice if I booked. I grabbed my stuff and headed back to school, sure that whatever all that was it was over. I walked into the lunchroom and grabbed some food and sat down with the guys, “What's up? I asked. “Hey man, how's it hanging?” one of them asked. “Little to the left but I manage.” We all laughed and I felt my last doubts fade, yeah that was all behind me now. “Hey you,” Jack whispered in my ear, “How's my pussy?” My ass opened automatically and I felt my cock twitch in my pants. I pulled away, “Get off man!” Jack laughed, “Jeez dude chill, what's up your ass?” He sat down, like nothing had happened, like he hadn't talked me into all that. “I ain't talking to you,” I said standing up, leaving my food on the table. I began to walk away and he came up behind me, “What in the fuck is your problem?” I turned to look at him and whispered. “You know what my fucking problem is!” He pushed me out of the lunchroom and into the boy's bathroom, “What are you trying to do? Get caught?” “Fuck off Jack!” “Why are you so pissed?” “You know what you did!” He cocked his head and grinned, “You mean fuck you?” I looked around and shushed him, “Yeah, that was not cool!” “You liked it!” he said laughing, “You were begging for it!” “I was drunk!” I hissed. “Oh really? Off one glass of wine?” “Whatever, you know I was fucked up.” He came off the wall and walked towards me, “I know a lot of things Ev.” I took a step back and felt the wall against my back. “I know you rode my cock like a fucking whore all night,” his hand was over my growing dick, “I know you were backing up on Blackthorn's cock like it had the cure to cancer,” he was now tracing the outline of my head through my jeans, “And I know you busted a nut every time my cock was in you.” His other hand popped the top button of his jeans and he opened them up. “Every. Time.” He pulled his cock out of his underwear and held it in his hand, “You aren't drunk now, are you?” I couldn't stop staring at his dick, I just shook my head. “You know you want to.” “I-I don't...” I said, transfixed by it. He brought his hand up to my mouth and he said, “You're drooling again.” I looked up at him and our eyes locked. He smiled at me and put a hand on my shoulder, and pushed down. I was almost five inches taller than Jack and a fuck load stronger, but as he pushed down, my knees buckled and I went knelt down in front of his cock. “Lick it,” he commanded. I looked up, silently pleading with him not to make me do this. “Lick it you pussy...” The name made something inside me move and my tongue darted out and licked his head. “More.” Like I was controlled I started to suck Jack's cock, each lick turning me on more and more. I licked around his shaft and he guided my head with his hands. “Yeah, come on big guy, show me how bad you want this.” I moaned around his cock, because I did want this. I hated it and wanted to scream, but I wanted his cock so bad. I worked his cock the best I could, miking every drop of precum out of him. He pulled back and his dick slapped up against his shirt, leaving a wet spot from my spit. “Get in a stall.” I shook my head no but he guided me in like I was fucking cattle. “Lower your jeans.” I unbuttoned my pants and lowered them to my knees. “I see you found a jock,” he said with a smile. I nodded, not sure what I was supposed to do. He turned me around and kicked my legs out wider. I balanced myself against the stall door as he pulled my cheeks apart and started eating out my hole. The tip of his tongue trace the outside of my hole and it fluttered open by itself. I bit my bottom lip as he entered me, his warm tongue sending shock waves of sex throughout my body. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry out, but I forced myself not to. Instead I took one hand and pushed his face deeper into my ass as I pushed back. God it was just his tongue but I was already losing it. What the fuck was wrong with me? Here I was in a public bathroom getting eaten out by my best friend and I loved it. He worked over my hole for nearly a minute, my cock sticking out the side of my jock, a single drop of precum falling from it's tip. When he pulled off my ass I gasped and looked behind me in panic, I wanted more. He smiled and said, “Sit.” My common sense said not to, to just jerk off and forget it. But his cock was just hovering there, so thick...so fucking warm... I slowly moved over to his lap and lowered myself down onto his cock. He guided the tip into my hole and I let out an audible moan, which caused his other hand to cover my mouth. “Shut up bitch, you wanna get caught?” I didn't care, the moment his tip touched my hole I pushed down, my ass begging for his cock like a baby wanting candy. Within seconds I was bottomed out on him, the burn in my ass was a small price to pay for what his cock was doing to me. He let go of my mouth and grabbed my hips, raising me slightly and then lowering me. Just an inch at a time his cock began to fuck me, and before too long I was doing it myself. I was riding his cock without his help at all. “Yeah, come on bitch,” he said quietly, “Ride my cock...show me what your pussy wants.” My bottom lip was numb I was biting it so hard. The only sound in the bathroom was my ass hitting his thighs as I bounced up and down on his hard cock. “What are you doing Ev?” he asked. “Fucking my pussy...” I chanted as I went up and down, “Fucking my jock pussy...” “Yeah you are...you like that don't you?” he said thrusting up as I came down. “Jack...fuck me...fuck me...” “Good...” he said and then pushed me off his dick, “Straddle me this way.” I jumped back on his cock, now I was staring him in the face. He just smiled at me as I slammed my ass down on his cock for all my might. He brought his hands up to my head and pulled me in for a kiss. At first I hesitated but he thrust up again and in the moan he was able to slip his tongue into my mouth and I started responding. We were making out hard as he fucked me, I was starting to sweat again and my cock was weeping precum like crazy. He stopped kissing me and looked me in the eyes, “So you like this?” I nodded. “You want more of this?” I nodded again. His hands went around my throat and squeezed, “Then never fucking talk back to me again bitch,” I gasped as he cut off my air, “You will do as I say without question, you hear me?” I tried to pull his hands off but they were latched on there. “Do you hear me?” I nodded, feeling my lungs start to burn. “You're my jock pussy now, you can call yourself straight or bi or whatever you want, but when I tell you to do something you do it.” Spots began to form in my eyes as he thrust into my harder and harder. “You get that? You belong to me now Everett, you get that?” I nodded weakly, realizing I was about to cum and pass out, “Whose pussy is this?” he asked with one final thrust into my tight ass. He let go of my throat and my cock exploded between us. “Your pussy, your pussy Jack...” I gasped as my own cum hit my face again, “I'm sorry, I'm sorry...” I whined as I leaned in and started kissing him. “It's your pussy Jack, always yours...” I kissed and licked his face as my dick emptied itself one spurt at a time. His dick expanded and I could feel his hot cum paint the inside of my ass. “You're mine Ev...” he said pulling me into a kiss, “You're mine.” I kissed him back, knowing he was absolutely right.

Mine are sensitive and wired to the horny part of the brain. Squeeze them and it causes an instant hard on. I'll probably tell you to squeeze harder or use fingernails or teeth to make it more intense. Squeeze them real hard and I'll do pretty much anything asked of me. It's great when you find someone who knows how to make you dance on the edge of intense pleasure/pain.

Just tested Negative today.... Soon ill get on prep and remain negative for HIV... my fear now will be Hep C 😄

Condoms exist. It's just some guys choose not to use them.

I love dark rooms when they are filled and active. For me, its a way of giving up control. That really turns me on. I especially love a room where I both top and bottom.

When I get into bed after a night time visit with a load or two in my ass, my wife usually says something about me smelling nice.

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

Something I posted before, my true feelings and experiences. The dark steam room i frequent is small and narrow, always smells of man sweat/poppers/sex. There are naked sweaty guys, hairy, skinny, beefy, pushing and rubbing against your body, breathing on you., hot breath, 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 the anonymous cock is entering you; you still have time to stop, still have time to leave, But You don't, It feels great, 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. Will it ever be the same again?

I remember my dad used to shower with me when I was real young. He showed me what his dick looked like hard, brown, thick cut meaty and I remember watching him soap it up and down until he came. He never touched my dick but he definitely soaped up my body and made my little boy dick hard. I always thought maybe he knew I was going to be gay even then and was testing the waters while my memory was still kind of solidifying since those times are fuzzy in my mind, but I definitely know it happened and I wish he would have taught me more. I always imagines having a kid would be a great bonding experience myself

Hey bud, well.... Last night I was so horned and hungry for cock - been way too long. My appt to go on PrEP isn't until Sept 6. This guy (10") found me on BBRT, profile said "pos". We talked and I told him he might me too big for me right now, but he was willing to try. I also told him I'm neg and would he fuck bare buy shoot outside. Well when he came over I was surprised that we had little trouble in him mounting me - he knew how to work my tits beforehand which are wired to my hole, and popper me. He was a great fuck, super great. At the end I found out he had bred me twice. While I loved getting bred, I was worried. He said he's undetectable so small risk of transmission. But I've already made an appt for this afternoon at my doctor's to go on PEP. So I'll hope but sometimes the pig in me needs to come out and be used - oink!

last night... a fuck bud seeded me at his place, then (I was still horny) I went into Stanley Park in Vancouver and got another load shot in my ass. By the way, that park is the best for bare fucking and getting loads. Last labour day weekend I got 12 loads in one night. Guys just kept passing me from one to the other and I was totally used, fucked, and filled... Looking forward to this labour day.