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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.

In a world with OnlyFans and JustFans, where guys actually show their face, do you think X-Tube is on its way out? I mean their will always be free porn, but why “buy” a video for $10 to see half a guy with no face when you can pay $5-$10 for a month subscription to you favorite guy (Seattle Dad’s account is really all I need, but I digress) Plus the free vids on xtube and PornHub seem to be dwindling by the week. I know most people like to pretend “they’ll never pay for porn/sex,” but the reality is a lot of people do in one way or another.

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.

And this is why I never listen to people talking about homophobia in the black community.....

Double loaded... one of 'em 22 days' worth. Yum. The verbal is great, too... [think before following links] https://www.xtube.com/video-watch/two-buddies-share-my-hole-and-cum-in-me-45489971

Another fantastic chapter and I say to my selves that I don’t have to check breeding zone before next week. I know I will start looking for an update tomorrow. I just love this story.

well, me myself i am smooth always, i feel cleaner... but men, i prefer them hairy, very very hairy... hairy men is pure gold!!

Hairy guys turn me on the most. Especially cubs. But I 've had some great times with smooth guys as well. I have tonnes of hair so trim my pubes. Nice to find shaved balls as well. Guess I like the spectrum.

Yeah, it did sting a bit.

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

I work in TV.

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

Part 4 As I rolled off of him and collapsed in sweaty satisfaction, Colt grabbed his camera and started snapping pics of me. "Dude." I said. "Come on. I look like shit." "Naw man, you look beautiful. Like the sexy slut you are. Come on baby, pose for me. Roll over and let me see that sexy ass. Oh yea, now stick it up, arch your back, show me that sweet ass. Now spread your cheeks and let me see your pussy. Oh baby, that's so hot!" I was still so high and under Colt's spell, that I did everything he told me to. I posed for him in every slutty position he wanted me in. After about 10 minutes he stopped taking pics and was typing something on his phone. The sun was up by now, but neither one of us could sleep. We were too wired. Instead, we snuggled together on the bed. Colt opened his laptop and we started viewing some of the shows he had done. In everyone he was very obviously fucked up, and I watched him hit the pipe and the brown bottle many times as well as snort lines, including one off the large black dick of Dante. In one of the videos he had a needle stuck in his arm by another guy, a real muscular guy, but I couldn't see his face because he had a spandex hood on with only eye holes visible. I watched as he released the band from Colt's arm, and Colt raised his arm in the air, quickly followed by him coughing and doing some real deep breaths, fully expanding his strong chest. He laid back on the bed and ran his hands all over his body, playing with his nips and squeezing his cock through his jockstrap as he panted, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," over and over again. Then I noticed another man in the video, also very muscular and also with a spandex hood on. The two guys tied off each others arms, stuck the needles into each other and soon had their hands in the air and coughing too. "Are you ready slut?" Asked the first guy. "Oh God yes!" Replied Colt. "Show them your pussy bitch!" The man ordered Colt. He turned his ass to the camera and spread his cheeks, exposing his brown hole. "Now look over your shoulder and look into the camera. Tell them what you want. Tell them you want your faggot jock pussy fucked hard! Beg for it you pathetic cumdump whore!" "Please!" Whined Colt. "I need it so bad. I need my hungry jock pussy to be fucked! PLEASE! Oh God, stick your cock in me. Use my jock hole, use my pathetic faggot cumdump jock hole, PLEASE! I need it!" The guy moved onto the bed and moved Colt so he was sideways to the camera on his hands and knees, his big muscular body on display. He lined up his cock, which was probably a good 8 inches, to Colt's ass. The other guy grabbed Colt's hair and turned his face to the camera, sticking a brown bottle under his nose. Colt took some deep breaths. "What's your name slut?" He demanded. "Colt." The man raised his hand and smacked Colt hard across his face. "Your full name, you stupid jock bitch." " Colton Sawyer Cooper!" He exclaimed as he continued to hit the bottle. "How old are you?" "18!" "And what do you want?" "Cocks! I want cocks in my holes filling me with their cum!" With that, the man at Colt's ass grabbed his hips and slammed himself into Colt's asshole. Colt's face grimaced at first before a pleasurable smile crossed it. "Oh yea, that's it! Gimme that big cock! Fuck my jock pussy!" The man at his head stuck a fat 7" cock into Colts mouth and started fucking his face. The two masked men spit roasted Colt as hard as they could. The fucking continued for at least two hours as the two men would trade places back and forth and use Colt in every position they could. We didn't watch every second of it, we fast forwarded a bit, but we watched most of it. One of my favourite shows of his involved what I learned was called Bukake. Colt was on his knees with his hands cuffed to his ankles behind his back. He also had a leather collar with a leash. 20 men surrounded him ranging in age from young to old with all kinds of different bodies, and every man wore a Zorro like mask. The men would use the leash to yank Colt toward their cocks, and he would eagerly devour each one. A metal spreader was placed in Colt's mouth and stretched wide. Someone took a wrapped up bandana and poured poppers on it, then placed it across Colt's nostrils, tying it behind his head. Then they really started to mouth rape him. They would grab his hair and slam their cocks down his throat. I could see Colt's throat expand every time one of those cocks was rammed down it. Every so often one of the guys would yank Colt's head back and pour some fresh poppers on the bandana before another cock was jammed down his throat. Colt became noticeably disoriented. His half closed eyes looked crossed and he couldn't hold his head up by himself. The men would hold it up by his hair as his throat was raped nonstop. The second they let go, his head would flop down, only to be yanked back up again. This lasted for 45 minutes before the metal stretcher was removed from Colt's mouth. His head was pushed back and he was only being supported by the collar around his neck. He tried to form words, but only gibberish came out. Then, the men started cumming as they jerked off around the helpless jock. Even as fucked up as he was, when the first man started shooting, Colt instinctively opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. The man aimed his first shot right into Colt's mouth before coating his face with the rest. Man after man followed suit, shooting first in Colt's mouth, then all over his face. Soon Colt's entire face was coated in cum. It was all over his hair and ran down his neck and dripped onto his chest. When the last man came all over Colt, the man holding the leash let go and Colt collapsed, falling back onto the floor. The camera then moved in closer and someone had dropped another sign on to the floor giving Colt's full name, his phone number and his age. The camera didn't move as it got a clear shot of his information in the same frame as his fucked up cum covered face. Oh man was my dick hard! Then the doorbell rang. I looked at the clock and it was now 2:00. Time flies when your high. I watched as Colt jumped out of the bed and walked to the door, and as his magnificent ass left the room, my brain didn't register that he was still buck naked. He returned a couple minutes later with two equally naked guys, and both equally hot. One was a redhead with whiter than white skin, and the other was a brunette with a deep dark tan. Both were built like a brick shit house. I grabbed the covers and pulled them over myself. The red head laughed. "You said he might be a bit shy." "Austin," said Colt, "these are buddies of mine. Ron (the redhead raised his hand) and Billy (who also gave a little wave). You might recognize them from the show with the two masked guys." I totally recognized their bodies now, and actually looked at their cocks, which were impressive even soft. "And why are they here?" I inquired. Colt sat down next to me. He put his arm around me and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. "They're here to have some fun with us baby." He whispered in my ear. I saw Billy open a case that he had been carrying and pull out a few syringes. "I told them I had a brand new cock slut, and they wanted to come help break you in." "I, I don't know Colt." I said. "Come on baby." Colt cooed into my ear. "You said you would do anything for me. You said you were my little cock slut. I want this baby. Do it for your brother." As he was saying those words into my ear, I was falling further under his spell. I tried one more time to object as Billy was wrapping a band around my bicep. "Sshhhhh." Colt whispered in my ear as he put a finger up to my lips, silencing me. "Just do it baby. I love you so much, do it for me." He put his hand on my hard cock, and I knew I was lost in him. I felt the cool alcohol rub on my arm as Colt kissed me. Then I felt a slight prick, and a few seconds later, Billy was removing the band. He raised up my arm and then, BAM! It hit me like a bull at the rodeo. I fell back onto the bed as I coughed a few times, my ears ringing. Then I took some deep breaths as I felt a rush like no other fly through my body. "That's a good boy." Colt whispered as he rubbed my chest. "Just do what your brother tells you." My chest burned where he touched me as I watched Ron and Billy remove bands from their arms. Then they too coughed a bit then climbed on the bed. I felt hands all over me as lips touched mine. Lips that were not Colt's. I opened my mouth and a new tongue entered it as I felt like I was floating off into space. After what seemed like forever, the hands and lips pulled off me and I was being rolled over. "Hands and knees, slut!" I heard Ron order me as he pulled my hips up. I moved into position and almost immediately felt a cock sliding into my ass. I groaned as I felt his pubes rub against my tender hole. Then he held onto my hips and started fucking me. I looked over and saw Colt sitting in a chair, stroking his cock as he watched. "Oh yea!" He said. "Fuck that bitch! Pound that little sluts hole. Oh baby, you're gonna get fucked so much today. These guys can fuck for hours. And you're gonna take it all. Come on whore, arch your back. Stick your ass out. Show these guys how much you want their cocks!" I did as he told me and something inside me was unleashed. "Fuck yea!" I hollered. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Come on, give me your cock. I want you to fuck me like the bitch I am!" I could see Colt smile and I knew I was pleasing him, and that made me happy. He didn't lie, these guys could fuck for hours. For three hours, non stop, these two guys pounded my hole, in every imaginable position. Colt just watched the whole time, hitting the pipe occasionally and feeding me poppers. Sometimes he would let me take a couple of hits off the pipe as my cunt was drilled mercilessly. "Oh yea you little meth whore." He would say. "Suck on that pipe slut. Suck on it like the whore you are while your pussy gets pounded and filled with cum!" At one point, he held my head in his lap as he covered my nose and mouth with a popper soaked rag. I passed out a couple of different times, only to regain conciousness and see the guys had switched who was fucking me. And boy did I get filled with cum! 4 loads before the guys finally finished with me. After Colt let them out, he came back to where I was laying, too fucked out to even move. Despite still being high as fuck, my ass was sore, and as Colt raised up my legs, I let out a feeble objection. "Shut up slut!" He demanded. "You're gonna take my cock bitch. Your slutty little meth hole isn't done yet!" I moaned as his fat cock stretched my sore hole, but he didn't stop until he was buried in me. "Your sloppy cunt feels so good all loose and wet with 4 loads in it! You were a very good boy today. I'm very proud of you." He praised me. And as he did, what little pain I was feeling in my ass went away, and it was replaced with a hunger for more pounding. Pounding from the man I loved. "Fuck yea Colt!" I cried out. "Fuck my hole! Fuck my slutty little meth hole!" Colt fucked me with all his might as he verbally degraded me and I begged for more of it. He spit on my face and slapped me while he called me a whore, a slut, a worthless cumdump, a little faggot meth bitch. And I loved it! Finally, after another half hour of his hard fucking he finally said, "Oh yea baby, here it comes! Here comes another load in your nasty little fuckhole! Take it bitch! Take your brothers load!" "Fuck yea!" I shouted as he buried himself in me and I felt his enormous cock throb. "Gimmie that load! Fucking breed my faggot meth whore cunt!" As I said those words, my cock also shot off and I grabbed Colt and held him tight as the orgasm rocked my body. He collapsed onto me breathing hard as I held him tight, never wanting to let go. "God damn, I love you, you son of a bitch!" I whispered into his ear. He just laughed as he kissed me deeply.

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

Absolutely love ass to mouth, best sleazy part. Especially love another bottoms ass to my mouth, so the top can go from hole to hole. Sucking those cunt juices and cum sends me wild.

I was breed for the first time by my brother at 16. I love getting fuck raw and the load being left behind.

I woke the next morning to the smell of coffee and bacon. Slowly, I climbed out of bed, trying not to wake Louis. In the kitchen, I found Ron and Kevin both naked and hunting around for stuff to make breakfast. They looked pretty sexy and yet comfortable being naked in a stranger's kitchen foraging for food. Jimbo was right, the night before. Ron wasn't my usual type of guy and Kevin wasn't either but still they looked good and their self confidence made them even sexier. A little fur on both of their faces and bodies would make them even better, I thought. I cleared my throat to let them know I was there and they both turned to see if it was me or Louis. "Morning, guys. How's it going?" I said quietly. Ron smiled and replied "Good, we thought we'd get breakfast ready for you two sleepyheads." I chuckled before saying "Well, you two wore us out." Kevin laughed and said "The same could be said for you two. I'm still a little sore." Ron gave him a kiss and added "You're out of shape, babe." We finished getting stuff ready for breakfast and I even pulled my little used table away from the wall to make room for all four of us. I started to make another pot of coffee when Ron said "I'll go wake Louis up. He can't sleep all day." After a few minutes Ron hadn't returned and while Louis could be a little hard to wake after a long night of drinking and sex it shouldn't have taken that long. Kevin must have been thinking the same thing, since both of us headed to the bedroom at the same time. I went in first and saw Ron straddling Louis' body with Louis' bare morning wood slowly entering Ron's ass. I let out a chuckle and Kevin did too, as soon as he saw what was going on. "What? I can't let this go to waste!" Ron exclaimed as he started to ride the cock deeper. I moved around to the far side of the bed and Kevin took the near side. I realized Louis hadn't taken his harness off before we crashed the night before and Ron was holding on to it as he rode Louis. It was hot seeing his bare shaft plow all the way inside Ron's hole and I knew from the previous night that Ron knew how to work his ass muscles around a cock. Kevin and I were slowly stroking our meat while Ron bounced on top of Louis. Ron's strong leg muscles having no problem pulling him back up with just a little tug on Louis' harness. My experiences with Josef's leatherwork told me that it would take a lot of effort from Ron to damage the harness and when he started riding harder I figured Louis would break first. I climbed on the bed and stood over Louis' head, aiming my cock at Ron's mouth. Ron slowed down and took my dick in his mouth and quickly resumed his ride. We stayed like this for about five minutes and when I looked over, Kevin's face told me he was feeling left out. His cock was hard and he was still stroking, but he was going solo while the rest of us were partnered. I figured that Kevin and I would swap, but when I motioned him over he instead crawled behind Ron. It took me a second but then I realized Kevin's plans and pulled my cock out of Ron's mouth and patted him on the head. Kevin moved closer and once my cock was out of Ron's mouth, he pushed on Ron's back until he was bent over Louis. "Wh...What the fuck?" Ron said, sounding more than a little concerned. I tossed some lube over to Kevin and he dripped some over Ron's hole and added some more to his cut cock. When Ron felt Kevin's cock head at his entrance, he froze. Kevin leaned forward, planting his left hand between Ron's shoulder blades and using his right to help push his cock in. "Relax babe. You can do it" Kevin said calmly. Kevin looked up at me with a mixture of lust and uncertainty. I realized he had never tried to double penetrate someone, or at least Ron. I gave him an encouraging nod and while it took him several attempts, he was able to eventually get his cock inside Ron next to Louis' shaft. The groan from Ron was loud and low and once Kevin's cock was half-way in, his expression went from shock to surprise. It looked awkward at first but soon Kevin slowly rocked his hips, plowing deeper in with each stroke until he had built up a smooth rhythm. His first attempt at a DP was a lot more successful than mine. Judging by the noises from both Ron and Kevin it was a tight fit but both were enjoying it. I couldn't see Ron's face since it was nuzzled next to Louis' head. He was holding on to Louis, his body barely moving as his partner drove in and out of his stretched hole. Louis soon began to mutter "oh fuck" over and over and I knew that while he was staying motionless, Kevin's cock was feeling amazing against his shaft. Maybe too good. I heard the familiar growl from Louis and knew he was filling his cousin up with a warm load of cum. Kevin seemed to be surprised feeling Louis' cock pulsing against his and the cum coat his cock. He paused for a moment and once Louis' cock stopped shooting, he went back thrusting his cock into Ron's stretched hole. He sped up a little and then pounded harder. I'm sure that Louis' cock had begun to soften and that gave him a little more room to fuck his partner. Kevin adjusted his position to get one foot flat and his other knee between Louis' splayed legs. A whimper came out of Ron's mouth and I heard Louis moan louder from the new angle Kevin's cock was now digging in. I could tell after a few minutes that Kevin was close but then his thrusts got more frantic and he began to groan. His body began to twitch and he thrust in one more time. I could see his butt cheeks flex as each rope of cum pumped into Ron's stretched hole. Once his last shot pumped in, Kevin collapsed on top of Ron. I'm sure Louis felt the pressure of two bodies on top of him, but it only lasted a minute or two longer when Kevin rolled off, pulling Ron with him. We all laid on the bed and one by one, we all fell asleep. I woke a little later and crawled out of bed, making my way back to the kitchen. I reheated the coffee in the microwave and put most of the food away. Sitting down on the couch, I rolled a few joints and watched a movie on TV. Slowly the guys came out of the bedroom, hunting for food. We noshed on some of the uneaten breakfast stuff and a few other things. It was obvious that they had worked up a good appetite from the morning's activities. The conversation was all over the place - from travel plans to places they go to back home to where Kevin and Ron met. "You were the first family member I came out to" Ron said to Louis. "Why me?" Louis asked. "Because you always encouraged me. Your comments always seemed more accepting of people, so I thought you wouldn't freak out or shut me off. You didn't either. You were the one I could always talk to" Ron said solemnly. "Well, you did the same to me. You told me to dump Stephanie right after you met her since you knew she was going to try to remake me. God I wish I'd followed that advice and I would have saved myself two years of hell. You told me how stupid I was running away from Ryan and you told me I needed to find my true sexuality and not be afraid of it. " Louis said. He turned his head to me and kissed me. "So, why did you always turn away when Kevin and I kissed or hugged while you were around? Straight couples do it all the time" Ron asked. Louis looked over at Ron, back at me and then to Ron. He took a deep breath and said "It's a few things. I was jealous since you found someone to love and I kept failing at relationships. But... it also turned me on to see you guys kiss. It was always so erotic and passionate and it made me hard." I chuckled, saying "Your dick does get hard when you kiss." My comment didn't help Louis, who was bright red at that point. "It just means your're turned on by kissing someone... and that's good" I said trying to ease the awkwardness. Louis hung his head down and said "It doesn't happen when I kiss women. Only guys. I don't know why." It seemed to be a good time to let Louis and his cousin talk and I nodded to Kevin, who followed me to the bedroom. Once inside, I turned and pulled Kevin in for a deep, wet kiss. Our tongues danced inside his mouth and when I felt his cock stiffen and press into my leg, I knew it was time to go to step two. I broke the kiss and grinned back at him before pushing him to the bed. He seemed unsure of what was going to happen so said in a calm voice "Show me that ass that Louis loved so much." His eyes got big but he climbed on the bed, moving almost all the way to the other corner to give me plenty of room. Waiting a moment while I planned my next moves, I climbed on the bed and placed a hand on each ass cheek. I pulled them apart and gazed at the innocent pink hole. There was a little patch of hair around his hole which surprised me and delighted my tongue. Kevin seemed to really enjoy having my face buried in his ass. I wasn't sure whether it was the beard, the tongue or how I was using them to munch on his hole. I felt him relax and let my tongue poke in and around the hungry muscle. Several minutes in and his moans just got louder and he was still working his ass around my tongue. For my part, his ass was slick both inside and out and my beard was filled with spit. I wasn't sure that spit was going to be enough, so when I decided it was time to let my dick enjoy Kevin's ass I reached for the lube on the nightstand. My tongue gave a few last laps over his taint and hole while my hand added some lube to my rigid cock. Moving closer on my knees, I finally had my cock toying with his hole. I heard him gasp when he felt the PA on his puckered hole. "You gonna fuck me with that thing in?" he asked, sounding very worried. "Never take a pierced dick, Kevin?" I asked calmly. "One a while ago but it was a much smaller ring" he replied. I could feel him shake a little so I rested my hand on the small of his back, trying to soothe him. "Ron took it fine, and Louis has too. I think you should have the same experience" I said, keeping the same even tone. I spit on his hole, adding even more lube and started to press in. While he may have been more of a top, he knew how to take dick. He relaxed and suddenly my cock started to slide right in. He gasped again, feeling the large 3/4 inch, 0 gauge ring drag through his opening along with the flared head of my cock. Pausing a moment, I let him get used to the thickness that was stretching him open. When I heard a contented sigh, I knew it was time to let more of my dick enjoy his hole. I rocked my hips, plowing in and out and getting deeper each time. Each stroke added a half inch or more and it took me no time to feel his bare ass against my hips. I drove in hard once I knew I was almost there and heard him let out a low groan. I wasn't sure if I had pushed him too quick, but when he started fucking back on my cock, I knew he was enjoying it as much as I. We kept going like this for another ten minutes until I needed to change positions. With my left leg up and foot flat on the bed, I began to drive harder into him. He kept pushing back, letting my balls slap into his ass. Kevin definitely wasn't one of those lay there and take it bottoms, he was fully involved and making every second feel good. The sounds coming from the living room told me that Ron and Louis weren't talking any more and that someone was getting fucked. I wasn't sure who I wanted to bottom and who I wanted to top, but I had a gut feeling that Louis was going to drop another load into his cousin. I drilled Kevin like this for several more minutes, catching a few seconds of sounds from Louis and Ron fucking before returning my attention to Kevin. I pulled my cock out of him and grabbed his hips, flipping him on his back before dragging him to the edge of the bed. My cock slid right back in and I resumed drilling his now slick hole. We started with me being upright, but slowly I'd bend further over, pushing his legs back until he was folded up and his legs on either side of his body. Our eyes were locked and both of us sported big grins. He let go of his legs and started flicking his thumbs over my pierced nips. "Fuck me harder" Kevin said with a snarl to his voice. I didn't disappoint him and took it up a few notches. Our bodies were slamming together and he just kept egging me on. I suddenly stopped and dragged my cock slowly out of him until just the PA was caught on his outer ring. We looked at each other and his eyes opened up wide. My legs were trembling and my balls were pulled up tight and aching. With one thrust, I was fully planted and my cock started to throb. I felt his hands try to pull my legs closer, but my cock couldn't go in any deeper. After several spurts, I pulled back a few inches and drove back in, letting the last of my cum fill him up. I leaned forward and felt his cock rub against my stomach. Soon, it was trapped between us, along with a large pool of Kevin's semen. He had a big smile on his face and as I was about to kiss him when he said "That was fuckin' hot!" "Yeah that was" I said before resuming my kiss. It felt amazing having his firm body below me, only separated by some cum and his shrinking dick. My cock was softening too and fell out of his well fucked hole. We made out for a little longer until I decided it was time to check in on Louis and Ron. I pulled Kevin to his feet and let him steady himself before we walked back into the living room. We caught the last few thrusts and watched Ron fuck his load into Louis' ass. Ron's grunt and Louis' moan sounded sexy as hell. Ron turned and saw us there and looked like he had been caught raiding the cookie jar. "That's my boy" Kevin said before chuckling. I laughed too, enjoying the sight of the smaller twink planted fully inside the larger otter. Louis' legs wrapped around Ron, holding him in for an extra minute or two of body in body contact. I wasn't really sure what to do at that point. Did they have more they wanted to say or do? Be alone or have the whole group chill? In the end, I grabbed Kevin and headed to the shower and we washed each other off. We took a long hot shower, constantly playing with each other or kissing passionately. I was surprised at how comfortable Kevin was getting passionate with his boyfriend in the next room. We finally turned off the water and when I opened the door, Ron and Louis were standing there, with shit eating grins on their faces. They had been watching us but I had no idea for how long. I grabbed a towel for Kevin and let Ron and Louis take our places in the shower. We watched them while we dried off and waited until they finished. They seemed to mimic our shower with their hands roaming everywhere and long kisses. It was soft porn but it still got both Kevin and I hard. I handed both Ron and Louis a fresh towel and let them dry off before we all went back to the living room. None of us felt like going out, so I ordered a couple pizzas and we raided my beer and wine stash. Dessert was a few freshly rolled joints and we ended up in bed just like the night before, except clean instead of sweaty and cum covered. Sunday morning was bright and sunny and we wandered around being tourists for a few hours. A nice relaxing lunch on the riverfront was a good way to end Ron and Kevin's trip. We got them back to Louis' place to change clothes and pack for their trip back home. "We gotta do this again" Louis said. "Getting together or the fucking?" Ron asked, chuckling. "Both!" we all said together.

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 😄

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.

Completely agree with @BBSMKR, Vault139 is currently the best place in London for raw fucking. I never fail to find a willing hole for my cock and load when I'm there. Good variety of guys. Quite a few of the regulars have some impressive deepthroating skills too, which matters to me 🙂 Even mid-afternoon there's usually a few guys there needed cum.

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?

My favorite areas of Slammer Club in L.A. are the dark rooms. As soon as I walk in somehow, miraculously, hands reach out of the dark and start working my tits. That brings me into heat. Before long I've taken my jeans and shoes off, and am bent over the fuck table. From their I just wait for the first hand on my ass, then a finger, and then finally, a cock. Once I'm getting fucked hands reach out again and are rubbing me, working my tits, feeding my mouth cocks. This is hog heaven! Even though it's not very noisy in there, when I sense the guy is about to cum, I start saying, "Breed me. Breed this fucking pig!" So hot being seeded like this. After the first breeding more cocks usually follow and breed me. So yes, dark rooms are a fav of mine. OINK!

Hey James, i remember those steps a while back... Dark room dungeon room was the best, I was sprawled on the leather mat bench in the corner, legs apart, dark except for the odd bit of light flicking through a reddish window. A bloke with a Brummie accent, had me sucking his cock and asked if I fancied for him getting a few blokes to fuck me after he had prepared me?? Er yes, however; I thought I was prepared he went to the back of me and worked my hole with his fingers and lube for ages, I was so relaxed, too relaxed!! My ass was on fire burning but nice if that makes sense, I kinda felt floated, he was very attentive, kissing and massaging me, I was just so relaxed, he fucked me, other guys appeared, my legs were stretched open along with the cheeks of my ass as he pounded deeper, I felt like I was drifting in and out, but there too. He said that we were going to the little room attached, which seemed to be a dark corridor, narrow, we walked through although my legs were like putty, there were blokes on both sides, had to push through them, pitch black, naked guys, hard cocks sticking in my body, lots of hands were on me, kissing, tongues, some one sucking me, it was absolutely pitch black! loved it, the guy with the accent said, who wants to fuck him? I was bent over in this dark wet smelly narrow corridor on some stairs/ steps that went no where and was repeatedly fucked and hard by some hard naked figures, I was leaning with my hands on the stairs in front for support. Must have took at least 9 loads in there and have no idea who they were, what they eere like, just cock, grunting, pushing etc .But the bloke kept to his promise. I was sore, but felt horny and went looking for more.I was a DarkroomWhore.

Virgin POZ Night (Part 2) ** Please remember to ‘like’ the story if you enjoyed it. Feel free to comment or to contact me via mail. Thx. ** I fondled my cock gently. The boys’ head was hanging down again and he begged me not to fuck him. I grabbed his hair and pulled his face up. He grimaced in torment. Then I snapped a picture and let go of his mop of hair unceremoniously. “Stop muttering faggot, I told you – you had five toxic cocks already in your asshole. Another won’t hurt you” I slapped him on his ass cheeks. His hole was leaking cum. I didn’t care. I like my fuck holes tight, but I am okay to be a sloppy second…. or sixth. I rubbed my cock head up and down the wet cleft and I could see the guys back muscles tensed. He tried to move away, but he was strapped so tightly. He wouldn’t have a chance to escape. Still he fought with all of his power. I was sure his cunt would be nice and tight. He would be a good fuck. My cock stood out proudly. I didn’t even care to take off my jeans. I like to fuck in full gear. It is kind of hot to keep your pants and shoes on and simply open the buttons to fuck right away. You can get naked with your lover, but you don’t have to have this intimacy with whores like this one. My cockhead touched the boys cleft. He yelped, when he felt it. I caressed his back and could still feel the power he summoned in order to break free and get away. “Do you want my cock? Do you want my toxic cock faggot?” I whispered. “NOOOO… I am not a faggot. Please untie me and let me…. gooooo!” the lad whined. “You are not a faggot hole?” I snickered. “No… no… Sir… I got a girlfriend… I am not a faggot. I am not… *shivers* a faggot” “And your girlfriend knows, that you take raw dicks?” I went on while probing against the young guy’s hole softly. I could feel the entrance prepared for the attack and tighten up. His back muscles strained. This was beautiful. “You know what I think?” I whispered. “I think you are just a whore, who just gets his kick from teasing POZ cocks like me – and now you changed your mind, but 5 loads already working in your system to pollute you, to drag you down… do you feel the virus cursing in your blood already?” Somehow in his dazed brain the words ‘Virus’, ‘toxic cock’ and ‘raw’ made a fatal combination and again he groaned pitifully and tried to free himself by trashing around. Supporting both of my hands on his back I could feel his muscles working to escape. My right hand went down to my cock, lining my pole up to his asshole and pushed it forcefully inside his body. There wasn’t a tearing sensation or such. He was well lubed by the cum shots he received earlier already. With one prominent push I sunk my whole infested dick into his defenseless hole. The feeling was incredible being balls deep into his cunt. My right hand went back to his backside and while it was not necessary to hold him down, I was still using this angle as a leverage to pull out my dick almost fully from his well stretched hole. With only my cockhead resting in his slit, I pushed back brutally into him. He didn’t say anything anymore. Only his sobbing could be heard while I rammed my cock in and out of his almost virgin asshole. His muscle tried to deny me the entrance. It was cramping so hard, that it gave my cock such a good feeling. I got into a nice fucking motion. My grunting echoed from the walls and mixed with his pitiful sobbing. My upper body lowered to his back and my face was now almost next to his. “Do you like my AIDS cock giving you another brutal fuck. Try to tighten your hole, give me the chance to rip your ass up, so my AIDS babies can find their way into your system, eh?” “Nooooo…. oh God please no…. don’t do this to me man…. PLEASE!” he whimpered. “Please…. God…. Jesus…. help me please…. is anyone out there… PLEASE HELP *shouts out loud* Stop hurting me… stop doing this to me…..” “This place is away from God. No one will help you boy. Accept the inevitable… *pants* No one can help you now….” I raised my upper body up and started speed fucking the little brat like a rabbit. This raised his voice also to a crescendo. “SHUT THE FUCK UP” I yelled and hit him three times with my right fist hard on his right shoulder blade. He yelped out in pain and his sphincter narrowed itself once again. “Good bitch… nice tight whore…. giving you my GIFT… you stupid… FUCK” and with that I shot my hot cum into his absorbing cunt. I was balls deep while one gush after another left my dick only to pollute this beautiful twink. I repeated resting my upper body against his back and relaxed there. His whole body was shaking because he cried so hard. My dick was slowly expelled from his tight hole, followed by a stream of slime running down his inner thighs, which wasn’t all mine necessarily. Once my dick wasn’t in his body anymore I walked slowly in front of him and crouched before him. He was too weak to raise his head completely, but it was enough for him to see my semi-hard cock, covered in his ass slime. “Listen pal…. I said listen to me…” His sobbing ebbed down. “Do you know, that there is still hope for you? Hum?” I asked in a soothing voice. “If you get into a hospital soon, they can still prevent you from turning into a poz cum-dump for the rest of your life.” “Is this true?” he sniffed. “Yeah – If you get there in time, they will give you something, which might save you from becoming positive. There is no need to go into details, I just thought you might want to know.” I grinned and got up stroking my dick slowly, watching down at the lad who tried to raise his head more and more. “Would you please help me to get there then? I promise I won’t tell anything. I just want to get the chance to get saved.” he begged me. “Well boy, I would – but it would give me the feeling you didn’t like the ride with me. It is almost like you didn’t want my cock and didn’t enjoy the hard fuck I gave you… I don’t know…. that doesn’t sound good to me.” The twink wailed but I couldn’t understand what he was babbling. “No…. nooooo… I li-li-liked your co-cock very mu-mu-much!” he exclaimed. “You enjoyed banging the shit out of you – really? “Yes… I-I-I never did this be-before, but… but I liked that very… very much” he promised. “That’s so sweet of you . I liked ripping your asshole up also very much.” I chuckled. “Listen…. time is ticking and there were 5 other guys before me, fucking their toxic slime into your body. So - how about you, cleaning my cock from all the slime covering it. If you do that – I promise I will call an ambulance, so you can get into a hospital as soon as possible.” I suggested wickedly. I had a raging hard-on again. “I never sucked a guy clean” he answered broken. “Never you mind, I will help you…” and I raised his head up by grabbing him by a shock of his hair again. “Just open your mouth and use your tongue a little bit, I will do the rest and fuck your face – how about that?” I instructed him. Without waiting for an answer I fed the young boy my cock. I didn’t want him to puke so I was not deep throat him, but he surely gave me a nice feeling, fucking his mouth quite fast. Of course I didn’t care about slime on my cock. Hell, if you cruise in bath houses you can be happy if that is all you get on your cock. I wanted to shoot another load into him and I was confident I would accomplish this task. His eyebrows furrowed, because of the unpleasant way I held his head up, but I didn’t care. For a first timer his tongue gave my cock head a great stimulation, although he was probably only trying to push me out of his mouth. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my balls boiling. Then with a long, low grunt I shot my second load into him. He swallowed some of it, but coughed the other half up, seriously trying not to choke on my cock and the respectable amount of cum, flooding his throat. I let go of his hair another time and propped up on his shoulder blades trying to catch my breath. Patting him on his head I started to button my pants up. “You did a good job whore” I hissed at him. “Please…. call for help… you promised!” the words were almost inaudible. “If you are not busy, I will call for help as soon as possible.” I lied and snort back my own snot and spit it on his head. The phlegm pasted his blonde hair. Once I unlocked the door I could see two fully bearded leather daddies standing nearby turning to me. “About time!” one of them mentioned to me. There was a long queue of other guys waiting also for their time to bang the kid. I turned around and went back to the sniffing lad. “Listen… a slight change of plans. There are at least 6 guys outside waiting to fuck their slime into you. I guess you will be busy serving them for a while. You got no choice anyway”, tapping at his tied up body. “I will be here for another couple of hours, cruising and probably having some drinks at the bar. If you are not busy anymore, before I Ieave, I will get you some help. Let’s keep our fingers crossed, that it is not too late then, okay?” “But you PROMISED” he screamed. The two leather guys entered the booth. “You guys are doing him simultaneously?” I grinned. They nodded grimly and I felt it was time to give them their privacy. The blonde one tried to raise his head as high as possible and followed me with his eyes shouting again that I promised to help him. When I left the corner of his eye he focused on the guy in front of him, who was revealing his huge phallus and felt another cock inspected already at his cunt. I can’t even explain the noise the lad was making. I guess this was the moment he realized, there was no God protecting him from his terrible fate. This was a holy place indeed. But not in the way he assumed it. I closed the door behind me and heard the locking noise. Outside I grabbed the chalk and drew another line on the little blackboard. We all listened to a high pitched muffled scream and then two other low voices grunted loudly. My balls needed a recharge, but after one drink or two, I would go down and check on this blonde faggot again.

I had the day off so I put an ad out on CL offering my ass. Since CL is at best spotty in results out here, so I did not expect much or any action, but Almost instantly I got a reply from a 55 year old married man driving past for work. I met I at the door in my bathrobe freshly showered and douched, and right there in the living room he bent me over a chair and began eating my ass. When he got my hole slick enough he stood up and dropped his jeans, entering me from behind. After I loosened up a bit he pounded my hole hard and came in a couple of minutes top. After he shot his load he pulled up his jeans and left. I checked emails again and two other guys were looking to play. One guy said he was 15 minutes away and the other said he was free at noon, so I said yes to both. The first guy showed up and was in his late 20's. Not a bad looking kid, but kind of nervous. He told me in the email he was straight with a girlfriend who was out of town. He took a few moments to get hard, but once he did we fucked doggie style. Maybe it was the nerves but he lasted a long time before he came. He collapsed next to me panting and almost dozing off, so I started to give him a blow job. Before long I had him hard and moaning, so I straddled him and rode him until he blew a second load. The next guy was about my age and showed up about 12:30. Dirty jean, sweaty shirt and work boots he was a blue collar fantasy in the flesh. This one was into kissing and lots of skin-to-skin before lifting my legs up, tucking a pillow under my ass and then entering my come-filled hole. This one really knew how to fuck and before long I was moaning, grabbing handfuls of sheet and begging him not to stop. After he came we actually spooned for awhile before he had to go back to work. After he left I took a shower and napped for a couple of hours. When I woke up I found a few other resonses, but they were your average go nowhere CL idiots. But after dinner I got a text from a couple in the Hamptons whom I have hooked up a few times in the past. Both are well hung tops and take turns spit roasting me. I just got home after getting three loads between the two of them. All in all, it was a good day.

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.