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I had gone to the bar as I usually did after work. I had met up with Tom and Joe; they were tops that I usually met up with for sex. We were having a beer and chatting. They had spoken with me about the upcoming bareback party. "Fred, you're going to the party, aren't you?" Tom asked. He was leaning against the table where I was sitting. Joe also leaned against the table as he said "You'd best be there, they need more good bottoms." I wasn't sure what he was implying, but I took a gulp of my beer and said "Sure, I'm going; are you both going to be there?" They both shook their heads yes. Tom and Joe were looking for the younger type of men they preferred, and one by one they left and joined the crowds prowling. I finished my beer and left, as I didn't want to become one of their or others targets. On the Friday night of the party I had pondered about it and decided for sure I would go. I parked about two blocks away and walked there. I paid the entrance fee and then stripped in the locker room. I wore my usual black leather harness and jock strap. I scouted the party area and found it fairly well occupied. Several men were looking for bottoms, including Tom and Joe. Tom walked over to me "Are you picking out who you want first?" "Of course" I replied. Joe said "The slings are busy, but there's a St. Andrew's Cross across the floor over there. Want to let us get you started?" I figured I'd start out easy, so I said "Sure." We walked over and they put my arms up in the padded cuffs, making sure I was facing the cross, and spread my legs, not bothering with the ankle cuffs. Joe had some lube with him, and he greased up his cock and my ass, and he slid in without as much as saying anything. I had previously greased up my ass in advance, as I figured I'd be bottoming for most of the men there. Joe was pretty much the same as he'd always been, just a fast fuck. He didn't cum, just looked at Tom and when he pulled out, he took over. He was also a fast fucker, but he didn't get off either. When he pulled out he turned to Joe and said "Let's go see what else is available." They left me attached to the wrist cuffs, so I was stuck where I was. At this point I was pissed. I wanted to be really fucked, but they had left and I couldn't get out, as the cuffs were secured to the posts of the cross pieces. So I had to just stand there and listen to all the guys that were enjoying themselves. I could look over and see a couple guys in the slings, both being well fucked, with a crowd of men around, urging them on. As I hung there, kind of discouraged, I smelled cigar smoke. Then a man walked up to me. I looked down and saw the fingers of a black man working my nips and balls. Then I felt his hardness against my ass, about the same time as I was aware of a big black cigar coming over my left shoulder. He took a big drag and then removed the cigar from his mouth and let a big cloud of cigar smoke surround us. "You feel left out, young fellow?" he asked as he slipped his cock up my greasy hole. I inhaled a big breath of the smoke before I responded "Yeah". He grasped my hips and pulled me back a little to make my ass more open to him. The cigar was still over my left shoulder and he took another big draw on it as he went up my ass. "You're pretty open, boy, but not all the way" he said, as he hit my second sphincter. Now at this point he was pretty much as far up my ass as any man had ever been, and I was shaking from the feeling. I think he realized that as he took another big drag on the cigar. "How about I let you down off this cross and give you a nice ride on one of the slings?" I didn't want to loose his cock out of my ass, but I did think it would be better to be lying down before he pierced my second sphincter, so I said "Sure." He unfastened the two wrist cuffs and I was able to get my arms down. It made me feel weird from tired muscles, but I was able to turn around then and see who this man was. He looked to be over 40, was about 6'2" tall, black, as I already knew, and was wearing a harness and chaps and a leatherman's cap, plus big boots. He had a nice face, sort of long, with bright eyes, and a big smile. I couldn't see his hair, but he had a short beard and mustache and what I could see of his body was muscular and covered in short curls of hair, and some of it was just beginning to turn gray. And of course he had a big black cigar in his jaw. He was standing there with his hands on his hips, just looking me over as I was doing the same to him. "You like what you see?" he asked. I was really staring at his big cock, which had to be at least 10" long and so thick I didn't think my hand would reach around it. I looked up at his eyes, and said "Yes, I do." He smiled and took the cigar out of his mouth after he took a big drag, and he took me in his arms, bent me over and kissed me and let the smoke out as we kissed. He was holding me close, and it's a good thing, as I felt like I was going to collapse from the kiss and the smoke. He pulled me up, put the cigar back in his mouth, and turned me around toward the slings. The first one in front of us was open, so he led me over to it. As I began to get into it, he removed my jockstrap and laid it aside. Then he let me get in and got my feet into the stirrups and made sure I scooted down so my ass was over the end. Then he walked around the sling, took another drag and leaned over me and gave me another big smokey kiss. One thing I can say, regardless of the smoke, he knew how to kiss. I would have been happy to have spent the evening just kissing with him. He walked around to the front of the sling, made sure his cock was erect and greased well, and he penetrated me as if I was not there. I wasn't prepared for that. He was right against my second sphincter before I was ready for him. He had a hand on each sling chain and began to move the sling against him; out as he pulled out and in as he fucked. My second sphincter was bounced against, then seemed to be opening up, and then he was in all the way, ALL the way. I had never had a man so deep inside me. He was smiling around the cigar, smoking it silently as he proceeded to fuck me. I was in sort of a suspended animation feel. There was something inside me that felt deeper into me and it was thicker than I had ever had before, and it kept going. I loved it! He was really fucking me, like I'd never been fucked before. And then he stopped, took another big drag and bent over and kissed me, pulling the sling to him as he did it. I took in the smoke with his kiss, and it was like he was kissing me and letting me in on some big secret, at least it felt like it. Then he stood upright again, put the cigar back into his mouth, and began to really fuck me. It was like what had gone before was just preparation, now we were fucking. The chains were rattling and men began to gather around. There was the usual shouted comments, "Let him have it! Show him who's the Daddy now! Fuck that ass, man! Breed him!" I was hanging onto the chains for my life, it felt like. He was really digging in deep, long strokes. And before I was ready for it, I could feel him cumming in my ass. I don't think I'd ever felt it like that before. My cock was up stiff and I began to spout. I couldn't ever remember a time like this before. He was grinning at me as he continued to fuck me, until he finally went flaccid enough to come out of my ass. When he came out I heard the cum splat on the floor, so I assumed he'd given me a big load. As usual at these events, he walked away from the head of the sling and there was a man to rim me and clean my ass up and eat all the cum, and then men began to take turns, getting into my open ass. He came up to me, took a big drag and bent down and gave me a long smokey kiss. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did!" he said. I was being pounded again, so I just said a happy "Yes", and he walked away. I guess it was three other men that fucked me after the big black guy. None were as good, and if they came, I couldn't tell it. When I was finally left alone, I felt wasted, worn out. I began to try to get my legs out of the stirrups, and found I couldn't move them well enough. As I was fumbling with this, the black guy came back and helped me out and up. As I tried to stand up, I couldn't do it, so he helped me along to a bench at the side and made sure I could sit properly. I thanked him, and he sat down beside me. I noticed his big cock was now just flaccid and floppy. It was still long, longer than mine erect. "My name's Leroy" he told me. "I'm Fred" I said. He looked at me. "Would you mind coming home with me tonight?" he asked. I thought about it. "I have a big place outside of town, big garage for your car." He had realized the reason I had not responded was I was afraid to be in a black area and leave my car out. I felt very badly about it, but I said "Yes, I'd very much like to go home with you." We disposed of our "party" apparel and dressed in our "normal" clothing at the lockers. Leroy said he was in a big SUV, and I said I was in a Ford Focus. He said he would wait for me out front. When I pulled up, he set out. It took us nearly a half hour to get there, including a little windy road through the trees, when we got to his place. He had a big separate garage with space for three cars, so there was plenty of room for mine. When I got out, he was closing the garage doors and invited me to follow him. I was pleased he lived in a rather large old home, and it was clean. He was still smoking the same cigar when we arrived. He took a final big drag on it, turned to me and kissed me so hard he wrapped his arms around me and bent me over, again releasing the smoke as we kissed. I had to admit I was getting accustomed to cigar smoke when he let me come up. He put the cigar in one of the many ash trays around the living room, took my hand, and led me to the bedroom. Again it was clean, so I was impressed. He didn't say anything, just began taking my clothes off, as I took his off. When we were both naked, he again took me in his arms in another big kiss. I could still taste cigar on his lips, but it was a fine kiss. He led me to the bed, turned it down, and let me get comfortable in the center of the bed. He climbed in over me, laid down on me, and we had another big kiss, or we just continued to kiss as he moved my legs about, getting himself between my legs. Then he bent down and took my cock in his mouth, all the way to the balls, and began to suck on me. Now I've had blow jobs. Some were quick, some were long, but he was sucking me! I had my hands in his hair and working his shoulders. He grinned when he tasted precum, but he just kept sucking. I couldn't help myself, I just went with it, and eventually I filled his mouth. I thought he was going to suck everything out of me. When he let me loose, he climbed up over and kissed me, sharing the load of cum in his mouth. I think that was the first time I'd ever had a guy suck me and let me have some of my own cum in a kiss. I felt wiped out. He held my head as he continued to kiss me. Then he moved back down, picked up my legs, put them over his shoulders, and began to rim my ass. I didn't say anything, just wondered if he was tasting more than his own cum. When he had both of us trembling, he rose up and stuck his cock in my hole. Now I know I was wet, but it had been at least an hour, if not longer, since anyone had been in there, and he was not lubed. But he just slid all the way in; I guess his previous load of cum had been enough to grease my channel. As he moved I had moved my legs from his shoulders to around his waist and he put his arms down beside me as he proceeded to fuck me like he was trying to fuck the shit out of my ass, really hard fucking You know I'm not a virgin; I've been fucked more than I like to admit. But he really did it. He was kissing me and loving me the whole way through. His dick was so long, I was wondering where he was putting it, feeling like it would soon be in my stomach. And I was kissing him back as he kissed me. I was in heaven. When he finally blew, so did I. I can't remember cumming like that, or receiving a load like that. He laid down on top of me, still filling me up, and continued kissing me, until we both fell asleep. Sometime Saturday morning, must have been after 9 AM, we both came awake. He was beside me, holding me in his arms, and I was enjoying being cuddled. We looked at each other, and he asked if I needed the bathroom. Did I? I was about to burst. So we got out of bed and he showed me the adjoining bath, and we stood side by side, pissing. Then he gave me a fresh toothbrush and got his and got us both toothpaste, and we brushed. Then we could kiss. "So, do you want some breakfast, or do you want to fuck first?" I was hungry, so I said "Breakfast first, then fuck." He smiled at me and though we were both naked, led me down the hall to the living room and then the kitchen. I took a seat at the table. He asked me "Cereal or bacon and eggs?" I said "bacon and eggs," so he got them out and gave me the bread to make toast and showed me the coffee maker and coffee. We worked side by side in the kitchen, he wearing an apron, and then as the meal was ready, he removed it and we ate beside each other. After my second cup of coffee, he asked if it was time to fuck yet. I said "Sure!" Now this time we didn't go back to the bedroom. First thing he did was go to the humidor and get out two cigars. One was long and black, the other was shorter, smaller around and cigar colored. He explained that the black was called Maduro and the other was called Natural. He showed me how to cut the rounded end off and moisten the end. Then he let me have the smaller one and he took the larger one. He lit the big one using a lighter that was very small and gave a very tight flame. He drew on the cigar to get it going. Then he lit the cigar for me. I'm not used to smoking, so I was coughing. He said to sip the smoke, like a coke, and then let it out. Don't inhale it like a cigarette. I tried it, and it was OK. The taste was not like what I had inhaled last night. It had more flavor. He said only suck in a little smoke for a while, and get used to it. Then he led me to the basement stairs, and we went down into what was revealed as his "play room". I was standing in the center, just looking around. There was a sling hanging with a stool ready for a person to sit in front of it if he was going to fist, a St. Andrew's cross on the other wall, and the opposite wall consisted of shelves covered in various sex toys. Over in the corner was an open shower, surrounded with tile flooring and a drain. While I was just standing there, occasionally smoking, looking around, he came over to me, wrapped his arms around me and turned my head to him, and kissed me. This was another big kiss, and my legs were about to let go. He helped me over to the sling and put me in it, and got my legs in the stirrups. Then he did something no one has ever done. He came to me and offered me his cock. I've sucked cock before, but never when I was in a sling. The head of the sling was down slightly, and there was a pillow of leather, so sucking him was easy, except for the length. I gagged several times, never being able to take his full length. I doubt I ever would be able to. When he felt he was "moisturized" enough, he went around to the head of the sling and greased up his fingers with one of the many lubes on the shelf beside him. He used his greasy fingers to open me up, first one, then two, then three, and when he was making me crazy bouncing around on my prostate, he finally began to use his cock. He gradually began to take longer strokes, until he hit my second sphincter. He then began to bounce off it, gradually getting it to open and allow him in again. Then he proceeded to show me what an early morning fuck was like. I was occasionally taking a drag off my cigar; he was smoking his all the time, never taking it out of his mouth, except when he would lean over and kiss me. I was having great fun again, feeling how deep he went. As he began to really get into it, moving the sling with his fucks, he began to slam into me. Long strokes, me moving close to vertical, then down to slam into him. I was having trouble holding on to my cigar. He could tell, so as he began to get close, he brought the sling down and just really fucked me hard. I took one final drag from my cigar and let it out as he really got into his final strokes. My cock and his let loose at the same time. I was spouting cum like a sprinkler in the center of the garden. He gradually let his strokes get smaller and smaller until he got to the point that he fell out of my ass. He leaned over and kissed me again, and again it was a long one. By this time it must've been noon or later, and my stomach was making noises. He smiled, put the cigar back in his mouth, and began to release me from the sling. I had put my cigar, what was left of it, in one of the many ash trays around the shelves, and he pulled me up and out. He also pulled me into one of his long kisses, filled with smoke. After that we took a short shower in the playroom shower room, and then dried off with the towels there. And of course he had to kiss me as he did that. As he released me, he looked at me with a question in his mind. I was standing there, looking up at the man. Even naked, he was taller than me, built, muscles everywhere, though he was not built like those muscle men you see on TV. He kissed me again, gently, and asked me "Would you consider coming back here sometime?" I thought about it as we climbed the stairs. We went back to the bedroom and I began putting my clothes back on and finding my shoes. He just stood and watched me. I finally decided. "Yes, I'd like to come back sometime. When do you want me?" He smiled at me and bent down and gave me another long kiss. "You think you'd like to live here? I am in need of a partner, someone to share my bed and my life." I thought about it. "Do you ever let anyone fuck you?" I asked him. "It has been known to happen, if the man is with me long enough to be sure." "Then I'd like to apply!" I said. He picked me up and kissed me and kissed me. Now it was not an easy thing, but we worked it out. It took a long time for my family to get used to an older big black man like Leroy. But when they discovered he was a good man, good to me, and good for me, then we were OK. And we always liked to fuck! Jerry Prince RawTopDad@aol.com November, 2020

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.

It takes about four seconds to tell people that you don't reply to people without pictures. But you don't really care if they have a picture or not - as long as they're not black, right? The idea that you think it's "polite" to put "not into blk, chubby or fem guys" in a profile tells me you really don't grasp the meanings of simple words, like "polite", so I suppose it shouldn't be surprising to see you also don't understand what "racism" means, or that you're showing it. The only upside to posting something like that is that for people like me, who have a "not into assholes" preference, it's a nice big red flag waving that says "Stay away". Here's the thing: Nobody's saying you need to sleep with black guys. You're free, naturally, to have sex with anyone willing, and to avoid having sex with anyone you don't want to. But dismissing entire classes of people on the basis of race is the very essence of racism, and if you're too fucking lazy to type "Thank you, but no thank you" to black men who hit on you, then you're not only racist but lazy and probably a shitty fuck on top of it all.

I prefer Darlaston especially the 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 light. Sling in the corner , Bench in other. There was also a dark narrow corridor you can walk into from there, although my legs were like putty, there were more 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, it was absolutely pitch black! 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 strangers, I was leaning with my hands on the stairs in front for support. The fucking was endless,no idea who they were, just cocks grunting, pushing in me etc ,I was sore, but felt horny and went looking for more, which I found in the big jacuzzi. Darlaston was in my opinion better planned out and more seedy, plus I like asian, Pakistani men and got my fair share there.

Thanks for saying this. I totally agree. When I see that in a post, even though I'm a white guy, I just skip them over. I'm a heavy set older guy. I know my "audience" is slimming with every year. (But, thankful that there are a hell of a lot of guys that like my type and keep me happy and satisfied). But, a simple reply of "Thanks for the reply, but I don't think we're a match" is appreciated and I take absolutely no offense by that, at all. It only takes 2 seconds to reply like that. I appreciate the effort to politely reply. But when I see on a profile "No Blacks, Chubs, Old, Fems, Trolls, or whatever, tells me he's a rude jerk. So, I just pass them by. What's even worse is when they decide they need to insult me for contacting them. I can't believe some of the hateful, mean and unnecessary insults I've received from some gay/bi men. One of my black fuck buddies has told me he gets hateful replies saying "I don't fuck -_____ (the N word)". Unnecessary rudeness.

I suck at least 5 cocks a week and get fucked and bred 3-4 times a month mostly thru the glory holes at the bookstore....wife has zero clue!!!!!

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.

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”

Went to Buena Vista Park last night to try my luck. Been there twice and nothing happened, but three time's a charm. The action mainly happened on a wooden path with a row of railing. I grabbed the first cock I saw, kneeled down and sucked it passionately. Couldn't really tell the identity of the guy, but he had an average cock that's just right to start off. After a few minutes, I dropped my pants and turned my butt to him, leaning on the railing. He put his cock inside my pre-lubed ass easily. A big crowd gathered to us, as we were fucking alongside two other guys. Line was formed, as tops were waiting for their turn. The first guy stopped and moved on to the bottom next to me. A shorter middle aged white guy walked up to me, held my hand to his cock confidently. It was a rock hard fat 8.5. I sloppily sucked his fresh tasting meat, then shoved it right into my ass as I took a few deep hits of poppers. He penetrated my hole for about 15 minutes, then pulled it out and said he needed a break. A younger Asian guy with a 6 inch quickly put his dick inside me right after the 2nd guy pulled out. While not being nearly as big, he made it up with skill and passion. The crowd grew bigger as we both made a lot of noises. He moaned loudly as he flooded my hole with the first load of the night- the cum flow onto my legs and pants like a stream. I was about to wipe it off and take a break, but a taller, fit asian guy held me against the railing, pressing his thick 7 inch into me. He was the most aggressive top for the night, calling me a dirty slut and names. "You like being raped like this don't you?" He said, while raping my hole like a mad dog. He lasted pretty long and was wearing me out, until he donated his sperm inside my hole. I pulled my pants up and was ready to leave, a tall older white guy came and politely asked if he could fuck me. I touched his cock and felt a big 8 inch, so I dropped my pants again and let him claimed that ass. In about an hour, I took 5 dicks and 2 loads. Before I called an Uber, a handsome blonde, blue eyed doctor on BBRT said he would love to use a wet used hole like mine. I went to his place, he was waiting naked with a hard nice average cock. I get naked and get on all four, as he aggressively fucked me in doggy. He came pretty quickly, we cuddled for a bit. We started kissing, his cock got hard again. We fucked in missionary for the rest of the hour.

Took two loads from two separate tops while on my morning bike ride. Both tops knew of my plan and bred my ass beautifully. First time I’ve done two guys in one hour. But def not the last!

I know I’m not everyone’s type and vice versa! And that’s ok cause I don’t wanna be everyone’s type! Just don’t knock anyone cause of Their race/ age/ body type etc! as for the race fetishized part ( BBC , Dom Blk thug etc). I find that humorous / typical cause that comes with a automatic preconceived idea based off of porn stereotypes and not real life! Im glad that I never harbored stereotypes of guys I meet and hookup with or date! Matter of fact I never even bring up their race/ weight/age cause it’s simply pointing out the obvious. If that guy gets me hard and horned up and we share the same sexual likes and interests/ kinks/ fetishes and he has good energy! And vice versa Then I’m down to fuck!

Agree that Darlaston is a better setup and a larger venue. Darlaston is popular with south asian guys - Luton you do get some as there is a big south asian community in Luton, but you also get a lot of Eastern European guys at the Luton Sauna too. They did refurbish the darkroom in the Darlaston basement a while back, and when they put the sling back up it is really badly adjusted as the chains are at such a wide angle you have to kinda do exterme splits to rest your feet on them. Likewise the height adjustment was all wrong. I did ask them to adjust it whenever I visited, but they never did. Similarly the sling in the upstairs playroom has very wide chains - although not as bad as the one in the basement - it is just about usable. Luton Greenhouse has a license, so they sell alcohol there. Darlaston they didn't. Also call ahead to Luton if the weather is windy as they had a problem where their boilers and heat stops working when it gets windy, so you can get there to find the Jacuzzi and steam isn't working and the place is cold. The manager and staff of the Darlaston GH were always amazingly helpful and friendly. There's a skinny guy who I think is the manager at Luton who is less than friendly and can be really "off" with customers. He hates people calling to see if it is busy or that all the facilities are operating. It's not so much what is said, but the way it is said... Tutting and sighing if you ask for a something from the kitchen or bar. I once approached him for first aid after I'd cut my foot on broken glass from a discarded broken poppers bottle in the steam room and his reaction was pretty nasty - as if I'd been careless and done it on purpose, and now he had to clean it up. First Aid? They sell plasters and antiseptic cream in the supermarket down the road.

Regular came over after I got home from work. Pounded two loads in me back to back, as he usually does. But didn't stay for a third load, as he also usually does, which left me horny as fuck. But I guess in these times I can't complain even getting loads at all.

@BootmanLA, thanks for saving me the trouble of writing that. I agree 100%!

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

When I read the first two paragraphs, I thought WTF.... What a sneaky twist ! A great way to introduce Carrington's parents. It was the perfect read at the end of another busy workday and a good diversion from a couple of domestic disasters. My heating packed up won't be repaired until the weekend and I also managed to flood my bathroom on Monday night that lead to water coming through the ceiling and causing a light in the kitchen to explode. I have a couple of portable heaters but this chapter was more than enough to leave me feeling warm and cosy 🙂 .

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

02 I arrived at the hotel, and there was the Asian guy waiting for me outside smoking a cigarette. “Hey, I am Peter.” Peter was very tall, about 6’1, mid 30, had a very nice swimmers body. He was wearing a suit but I could tell by his silhouette and posture. I haven’t slept with a hot asian guy for so long, I almost got too excited. He made me feel like a little girl. He had that confidence I love. “My friend is a bit older. But I guess you don’t mind that. You told me you were more into older White men.” He said. “Wait, when did I tell you that?” I asked. “This was my third time messaging you. You declined my last 2 offers.” I did’t remember him because he had no face pics on his Grindr profile and I had deleted his messages. What an idiot was I to miss this hot guy! But it all really worked out in our both favors in the end. We were about to have a 3-some instead, and this was going to be my first time trying Tina as well. I got so hard thinking about it while we were in the elevator. As we got to the room, a tall White daddy greeted me. “Hey, how are you? I am Matt.” Matt was about the same height as Peter, about 6’1, mid 50, salt and pepper hair, green eyes. His face looked a little angry which totally turned me on. He had a broad shoulder, little bit of belly, and fit slender body. “Make yourself comfortable. Would you like some wine?” “Sure.” Matt poured some wine and offered it to me. I was so horny. I was ready to jump in and start sucking their dicks, but they were very relaxed and chill, so I couldn’t really do that in that atmosphere. Matt was visiting from NYC and they actually haven’t seen each other for quite a long time. They had some catching up to do. They chatted about 15 mins while I finished my wine. “So, you said this is your first time? Are you sure you want to do this?” Matt asked me. “Yes. How are we doing it? Smoke? Slam? or bootybump?” I replied. “Haha, you already know a lot about it, I don’t think this is your first time!” Matt laughed. “Peter, can you show this kid how to smoke pipe while I set this up?” Matt pointed to a bag on the desk. “Sure. Come here, kiddo.” He gestured me to follow him. Peter pulled out a small bag filled with white shards, a pipe and a lighter. He dropped a few shards in the pipe and then started to light. “You don’t want the lighter to be too close, you will burn it and ruin it. That’s not good. Watch this.” A white smoke started to form in the pipe, and then he put the pipe between my lips. “Suck on it, very slowly and steady as much as you can, and then hold it as long as you can before you exhale.” I followed his exact instruction. And I had hold it for about a minute. “Oh, wow Kiddo, you can hold it a lot! Good job! Now, do it again, you do it yourself this time” Peter handed me the pipe. I was very careful trying not burn it. And then I started to suck again. Slow and steady. I held even bigger hit this time. I finally understood why they call it ‘Cloud’. That’s when I started to feel something. A sensation, that’s waking up every cell in my body, an energy flow that streams and circles in my body. My body started to feel tingling sensation, it was very warm and calm as well. At the same time, I felt free. I was free from all the conditions that made me conscious about myself. I was free from my own mind. I felt sexy and confident. And then this big wave of extreme horniness, a crave to suck a dick overtook my entire brain and my body. I had never felt that horny in my life. There was only one thing I could ask. “Can I please suck you dick, Peter? Please?” I said as I undressed.

"please fuck me" is all i could think of and blurt out verbally and as no tina coated finger was in my arse yet i repeated it again "please fuck me"........then i felt Paul push the head of his cock into my wet hole and that burning sensation started immediately,then he pushed more into my wet hole,then more - god he was so thick...... "fuck me" is all i could get out of my lips as my mind started flying and the burning got hotter and my hole is tingling like fuck with lust......i feel him push deeper and slightly withdraw then again push deeper and "fuck me" he was huge as i felt my hole stretch to accommodate his girth - im by this point repeating over and over "fuck me".....i hadn't even seen his cock at this point but i knew for sure he was way thicker than Brandon and he,s still pushing into me deeper as i feel my sphincters stretch more and open right up - then bam - i thought i felt my hole pop and he was inside me all the way to the balls and his groin pressing against my tail bone....he let out a slight moan and held still until i got used to the feeling - it almost felt like he was way too big for my little ass and i almost wanted him to stop but my racing mind wouldn't allow the words to even utter my thoughts and the burning,slight pain and pleasure was still building up by each second and im starting to sweat heavily - im sure i could also smell Brandons cum fill the air inside the car - i could certainly feel how wet my legs and hole were with it - he must have squirted a huge load of spunk up me to get me pre-lubed. Paul had coated his cock with tina before pushing it inside me and it was very strong.....definitely more than the one finger dab id had earlier and he started gently sliding in and out of my hole which by this point it had opened right up and i begged,infact i demanded he "fuck me hard baby" like a slut - which he did......he became faster and more assertive and every so often i hear Brandon egging him on encouragingly as my arse is doing summersaults and a dance inside against each thrust - my arse is in heaven and i know it - this is what ive always always wanted - i was in love - totally - head over heels.....i haven't been fucked alot but i knew this was the best fuck i,d ever had in my whole life and my arse is on fire and burning with lust,making wet slurpy sloppy sounds as he is ramming and stuffing me without mercy inside my wet hole but im loving every moment and want more and more the sloppier it gets - i dont even care Brandon has a front row seat watching it all happen close up and i dont care what he thinks when he hears me ......"please dont stop" and "fuck me hard" i cried out - it felt so joyous - i was so so happy and reached down between my legs to grab my cock and wank myself off as he is thrusting but couldn't find it in the dark and blurted out "my cock is tiny and i cant get hard" - Brandon laughed and Paul started pounding even harder like a crazed animal - it felt relentless - he was a good fuck - NO he was a great fuck.........the sweat by now is running down my back and down my arms and my forehead and hair is soaking with sweat but Paul keeps pounding away and im pushing my ass and hole out at him to match every thrust like we were working in unison - like it was meant to be......he must have been fucking me like this for at least 20 minutes then through his moans Paul says he is about to cum and asks "where do you want it"........."please fill me with your spunk" and "please fill me up baby" i managed to cry out and with a few final thrusts i could feel Paul go over the edge and empty his balls inside me - he pushed into me all the way as he unloaded and i swear i could almost feel each spurt coating my arse inside as his thick cock twitched like a convulsing snake inside me - he let out a final whimper like moan as he leaned forward and let himself fall onto my soaking wet sweaty back and i felt his cheek rest against my shoulder blades and his cock is still inside me........."now that was good" he said - "i enjoyed that" - "HOW ABOUT YOU? he asked....."i love you" was all my lips could muster and he kissed my back. Paul let himself up and i felt his now soft cock plop out of my hole and i wish he could stay inside as im still rushing and feel empty as the cool air enters my hole......im still on my knees as i am aware of Paul pulling his trousers up,zips up and unlocks the door to get out....."stay right there" Brandon says as he opens the door in front of car and steps outside before closing the door shut....at this point Paul is outside the rear door holding it open and adjusting his clothes to straighten himself up......... i hear them both mutter something then let out a laugh between them but i didnt care as i knew they and i were happy........Paul jumps into the driver seat closing the door behind him and almost instantaneously Brandon gets into the back with me but his trousers are down at his knees and he is sitting there proudly displaying his huge hard cock then the door closes......enjoy the ride Paul says as he turns the key to start the ignition and the car slowly pulls off to drive up the lane with my ass still in the air.

College was expensive. I mean I know that isn't a huge revelation or anything, but I did not expect my scholarship to dry up so fucking fast. I was on a full ride for Lacrosse but it barely paid for tuition and books. Food and lodging was definitely not covered. A couple of the other guys on the team were in the same boat so we decided to look for a place we could all share. It didn't help that everything around Dallas was like three times the cost of normal places. We searched all over and finally one of the guy's dad had a rental property he was willing to rent to us, as long as we kept in shape. It needed some work and six athletic guys had more than enough time to fix it up. It was a nice house in the middle of suburban Richardson, a pretty expensive place outside of the city proper. As we drove up tot he place there were kids on lawns, dads moving shit...I mean it was right out of an old TV show or something. There was no way we could turn this into a party house, well not a real one. As we moved our stuff in we scoped out the place, wondering how much trouble we could get into before the neighbors called the cops on us. There were three bedrooms which meant two guys to a room. No one really minded because we were al a little homey-sexual. Don't know what that means? Let me explain. We all got a little handsy when we got fucked up. I mean we weren't gay or anything, but we were college athletes with bodies to prove it. We knew what a good looking guy was and when we got high or drunk, we got a little gay. Again, nothing serious, some sloppy kissed, a handy or at the most a bj, but that was about it. Gay chicken was an Olympic sport for us and everyone thought it was funny. I wasn't gay, but I was sure in the fuck bi. I liked fooling around with the guys but I never pushed it because the only reason everyone was cool messing around was that no one thought anyone was serious about it. I was a little serious about it. But you don't shit where you sleep so in my mind, my roommates were off limits and that was that. We were about done emotying the moving truck when three guys walked up on us. Wait, let me rephrase that. Three fucking studs walked up on us. There were brothers, that much was evident but the striking features and varying shades of blond hair they had. The oldest was built like a shit house, real bulky, football type guy and super A&F vibes. The middle was skinny but you could see he had some meat on him, of the three he was the least attractive and let me tell you, he could still get pussy by simply smiling. It was the youngest one that broke everything though. He looked 18, bright blond hair, shaggy like a surfers, blue eyes, and a body that looked like an action figure. This kid was like sex in Converse and I don't think he had any clue about it. “Sup?” the oldest one said, giving me the all knowing bro nod. “Hey man,” I said holding my hand out. “You guys moving in?” A couple of the guys stopped and waved and I nodded, “Yeah, we all play lacrosse at UH, you?” “I'm John, this is Eli and that's Sammy.” Eli nodded and Sammy tried to do the same but it just looked like a puppy imitating the older dogs. “We live over there,” he pointed to a huge house at the end of the block, “I play football at UH and Eli is soccer.” “I'm baseball!” Sammy volunteered, and he looked like it. Baseball guys were hot, like super hot. They had these savage upper bodies, no fat, great legs from all the running. They were just all around sex packages in my mind and Sammy looked the type. “So the jock brothers?” I joked. “Parker,” John said smiling, “Welcome to the neighborhood.” “Glad to meet you guys, so is it as strict as it looks?” Eli nodded, “Yeah, my mom is already on the phone with the other hens, complaining about the neighborhood going to hell.” “Damn, that was fast!” John shook his head, “Look bro, it's cool around here. But trust me, these assholes are looking for a reason to boot you guys and you've been here like five minutes. Just keep your head down and let them get used to you and trust me, they'll learn to deal.” “That's good advice man, thanks.” “Well, we saw guys who were under thirty in the neighborhood and wanted to check it out.” “Cool, you guys are welcome to hang whenever you want. There will always be beer and someone will be playing COD in one of the rooms.” “You guys game?” Sammy asked. “COD, Fortnite, a couple of the guys play Overwatch, least they used to. Yeah we game it up some nights.” John laughed, “Well you just ensured this one will be on your couch every day.” “These guys won't play anything with me!” Sammy complained, “They say games are for kids.” “Well then this is a whole house of 20 something year old kids.” His face lit up and I swear I felt my cock twitch in response. “Well cool man, you guys need any help with the boxes?” Eli offered. It was a good play, he could see there were like two boxes lef tin the truck they timed their arrival to make sure they could offer and not get hooked in to heavy labor. “Nah we got it, but if you guys wanna hang later, we're gonna have some brews as a housewarming party and I think they wanna Madden tonight.” John's eyebrows raised, “I could do some Madden.” “I thought games were for kids!” Sammy teased. “They are, but football is different.” Sammy rolled his eyes and we all laughed. “We should have shit hooked u by 6ish, come by then, we'll be ordering pizza too.” “Sweet,” John said holding his fist out for a bump, “I'll see if we can score some beers to pitch in.” I bumped him back and the all turned to leave. I tried not to stare at their fucking perfect asses through their shorts, but I failed that pretty bad. “What was that? Church of Zoolander recruiting?” I shook my head as I watched them, “No, are new neighbors.” “Cool, you wanna help me with these last boxes?” I shook myself out of my fever dream and nodded, “Let's get em!” I pushed the Parker brothers out of my head for now, I needed to unpack a house first. That night they all came over and brought a 12 pack with them. We had order half a dozen pizzas and had more beer than 60 people could drink. We had set up the TV's in the main room and had them all connected so we could play some epic games. They settled in, grabbing a slice and a cold one, even Sammy. His brothers seemed ok with it so I didn't care, I could tell John was keeping one eye on his little brother. Sammy had a baggy pair of shorts on and a Captain America shirt on that hugged his frame a bit too well. John was in a Dallas jersey and a pair of jeans while Eli had a hoodie and a pair of khakis on. The three of them could not have dressed any different but they were all obvious related. It reminded me in video games where you have to pick you character, The huge one, the skinny one or the one most people choose, the one with the perfect body. John and Eli got into the tournament pretty fast while Sammy watched from the other side of the couch. His calves were huge and covered with a light dusting of blond hair. He was leaning forward to watch and I could see his tight ass through the shorts and knew instantly I wanted to fuck this kid badly. After a few games my guys were holding their pwn but it was obvious that Eli and John had played together a lot. The first game went to overtime with the Parkers pulling it out at the last second. There were groans all around and more than a few fucks and bullshit muttered. Beers were passed out again for round two and one of my guys asked if they wanted to light up. Eli and John looked at each other and then John looked back to Sammy. “No way.” “Oh come on!” Sammy cried, “It's not like I haven't before!” “I don't care, of mom finds out you got stoned with us she will kill me, like literally take a knife to my throat kill me.” “Me and my friends get blazed all the time!” he shot back. “Then get high with them.” Sammy made a face and then stomped off to the kitchen. They lit up and began to pass around the joint, I decided to follow him. He was getting another beer obviously trying to calm down when I walked in. “Hey man, that sucks,” I said. “I get high all the time!” he raged, “Fuck I do it more than them. So unfair!” “So let's go up to my room and smoke our own joint.” His face broke out into a smile, “Really?” “Yeah, fuck them, they're gonna be down here playing all night. We should be clear upstairs.” “Fuck yeah!” he said cheering, “Dude you're the best!” I walked out and told John we were gonna go play Fortnite upstairs, he didn't even look back and said, “Cool man, Sammy behave.” Sammy flipped his back off as we walked upstairs to my room. I locked the door behind us and told him to turn on my Xbox while I got the weed ready. He eagerly turned everything on while I went to my weed stash. I could have rolled us one but I had a few special joints for special occasions. This was a special occasion. I grabbed a Rompums for him, that's a joint laced with ketamine, and a normal one for me. As I sat down I handed him the Romp and lit up my normal one. He leaned in for a light and took a huge drag off of it, I could tell this kid had smoked before and assumed it was a normal joint. HE inhaled and I saw him make a face, “What's that taste?” he asked. “It has rose oil in it,” I lied, “Makes the burn smoother.” He took another drag, “Yeah, I can feel that shit.” I toked on mine and grabbed a game controller, “You ready to play?” He had the joint hanging outside of his mouth, “Fuck yeah I am.” It was only a matter of time now.

1. Halloween Preparations I had met Seth at the gym. He was a senior, and I think he noticed me checking him out. He was beautiful: about 5'11", muscular, but not too muscular, brown hair and eyes. He had a rugby player's build, stout and muscular, with a muscular ass. I was far to shy to say anything, especially after he caught me checking him out. But he just smiled at me, and despite my blushing, I smiled back. Luckily, we both moved on to different parts of the gym, and then he disappeared. I resolved to never work out at that time again. Unfortunately, he was waiting for me outside the locker rooms. He smiled again, and my ass twitched. "Like what you saw?" he asked me. Even though I was a freshman, I was hardly a virgin. In high school, I had a steady boyfriend, and we had done a lot of exploring. I had learned what I liked, and that was a thick cock up my hole. Safely, of course. But, also, of course, when I was watching porn, I only watched bareback porn. It was so hot to see a twink boy take a load of sperm from a hot man. I had to answer him. "Y-Yeah," I said. The chance of him beating me up here was almost zero. But I was still terrified. "Nice. Me too." He smiled, and licked his lips. "I'm Seth," he said. "Kenta," I replied. "I gotta run. Here's my number. Let's get a smoothie soon," he said. But Seth's social schedule was packed. I was reasonably popular, but I was still just a freshman. We actually ran into each other more at the gym. We checked each other out, and talked a bit. Once, I saw him in the shower. His dick was thick, even when he was soft. I tried not to stare too much. We finally did the smoothie, but we did it by skipping a class. He had a fresh joint, and we smoked it out in the park, sitting in the sun. He had told me about his home life. He was living in a complex relationship with three other guys, two older men, and then one a few years older than him. He passed the joint to me, and motioned me closer, as he pulled out his phone. He started showing me pictures of his family. I was now sitting right next to him on the bench. We were both in tank tops, and his skin was warm, and still a bit damp from the workout. His "husbands and brother," as he called them were just as hot as he was. I must have said something when he showed me Jon's picture. Jon was the first of the two husbands, and he was balding, bearded, hairy, and hung. He was totally my type, and my asshole was twitching. "Yeah," Seth said. "You'd like him." He continued to show me the other husband and the brother. JP, the husband, was almost better than Jon. I even liked Cal, the tall, lean gymnast brother, although he was far too similar to me in build. "You should meet them. They're great people." He swiped again, and it was another picture of Jon. This time shirtless, wearing a leather harness and jeans. "Wow," I said. "Yeah?" Seth asked. "Are you interested in that?" "It's hot," I said. "Really hot. But I haven't done anything like that before." "You should come over. We've got a lot of gear. You can see what it's like." He leaned in and kissed me. When he told me about his family, I thought he was off-limits. "This is totally fine," he said, almost reading my mind. This time, I kissed him back. The weed was hitting me, and I was horny. "I'd like that." All I could think about was the picture of Jon in the harness. He had been wearing gloves, and I imagined the feel of the warm leather against my skin. "And maybe you'd play with us," Seth said. I had seen videos like that. I had fantasized about it. But I had no idea where to find them. I think I was also scared of it. I had jerked off to the porn. But actually doing it was another thing. Health class had made the consequences so clear, and very scary. "Uh..." I started, utterly unsure what I was going to say. "It's cool," he said, and kissed me again. "Whatever you want." "No," I finally said. "I'd like that. It's just.." "You're a virgin?" he asked, sounding genuinely surprised. "No, no, not hardly. Just never done it with more than one guy." "Oh," he smiled. He kissed me again. "That's easy. We're good at this. Lots of practice." He paused. "By the way, what's your safer sex practice?" "Uh. Usually condoms." I don't know why I said "usually," since I always used condoms. "Cool. We're almost all on Prep or meds," Seth said. "So, we're safe that way." I had seen signs about Prep, and I hadn't really thought about it. But then, with my dick already hard and the weed kicking in, my mind wandered. I could take a raw cock. It was just a pill, and I had heard how easy it was to get at the campus health center. I could take Jon's raw cock. It was definitely the weed's fault, but I couldn't stop thinking about the possibilities. "I'll have to see about it," I said. "Yeah! That's great. You want to come over next Friday?" he asked. "We're doing a little Halloween post-party." "Sure," I said. "What kind of Halloween party? Costumes?" "Yeah. Don't worry about it. We'll get you into some proper leather beforehand. You'll fit right in." He smiled at me and gave me another kiss. We made out for a few more minutes, enjoying the freedom to do this out in public and the warmth of the late fall sun. But, finally, he had to be somewhere, and I had a lab section. Later, he texted me the details. He wanted me to have some time with his family first, before the rest of the party started. "Don't worry. JP and Cal get started on these things hours beforehand." My cock was stiff. By Japanese standards, I was hung. But I remembered the cock Seth had. He had made some comment that he was just average for his family, and I wondered how big Jon and JP must be. More than just my dick, my ass was itching. It had been a while since I had gotten fucked. I wanted to feel all of Jon, and didn't want him to miss any part of me. I looked up PrEP at the health center. It was easy and I had an appointment the next day. A day after that I had a bottle of pills. The doctor said I'd be protected just a few days later.

When I was in college, I was still mostly closeted and only hooking up with guys from a few discreet websites like a4a. I had one top guy convince me to get fucked, despite my "total top" attitude and desires. Pictured: me and Phil, the top The first few times we fucked the condom broke and he flooded my ass with cum, always making sure to point out how much better it felt for both of us. That is probably why I didn't give it much thought when he stopped using the condoms after that. He also helped me get into drugs and sex as a perfect pairing, and with his help I slowly worked from poppers to lines of coke and even some tina booby bumps that he called "butt blasts" and told me they were totally safe and organic suppliments meant to make my butt have (and receive) a blast! He even convinced me to bring in other guys on our play sessions, despite my fear that someone I knew might end up at the door. It never dawned on me that anyone who showed up would have also agreed to take part in gay sex with a relative stranger. To put me at ease he often sent me the photos and stats of other guys before inviting them to join us and that kept me from freaking out when I recognized a few from around campus. Usually I automatically told him no way when it was someone I knew, but after seeing the conversations some of the guys had with him online, I often found myself agreeing to meet and play. I knew there was a risk of being outed but the reward seemed far more tempting when he got them to describe their wildest fantasies, especially when they sent photos of themselves with fingers or dildos up their asses and even the occassional shot of their faces covered in cum or with some dude fucking them. This made me feel bolder about my own ability to get away with illicit sex behind my girlfriend's back, so I joined a few more sites my top friend had recommended to me, and one in particular that I had been too freaked out by before that time, a site known as bareback real time sex or bbrts.com. Most of you probably know that site to be a more perverted hook up site than a4a or the others of the time, which is precisely what excited me but also what kept me from joining until then. Once I was on there, I often saw a profile for a self described straight but curious jock guy who, like me, was a sophomore at my school and, according to the site, he lived close enough to me to have his location show up within 300 ft of my dorm room. I checked out the guy's photos every chance I could and got hard enough that I used his profile to jerk off nightly or whenever possible. It turned me on to read about his experiences which were limited to one night of anal play with a married older couple that started with the wife eating his ass while her husband sucked his dick and ended with the wife fucking him with a strap on while he sucked the husband to orgasm. He had no other frame of reference for sex with men but wanted desperately to try anal play again, only this time he hoped to get to fuck a guy's ass. The most surprising part of his profile was his insistance that he use a condom when playing since he had a girlfriend, and I am guessing that was what had kept most guys from contacting him since he was on a site with bareback in the name. I had tried contacting him a dozen times, but he always disappeared right when I messaged him, and I figured he was either all talk or a straight guy and his friends who were using the profile to look for queers in the dorms, so I gave up. Imagine my delight and surprise when my top buddy sent me the profile info and chat transcript for a guy he was trying to hook up with and it was the same straight guy! Their emails revealed that the kid was terrified of being outed due to his gf as he had mentioned but also due to fear he might lose his baseball scholarship. The more they corresponded the more I came to see that it was his status on campus as a jock stud that he was desperate to maintain and why he only talked with guys who didn't have anything to do with the university. In some of the emails they exchanged, my top friend Phil told him about his "nephew" (aka me) who he described as a straight guy who dropped out of college and was curious too. He made the guy horny with details of how I came over regularly, slowly progressing from jerking off and smoking pot to recent sessions where I had sex with a few bottoms, then getting fucked by him and another hot top. He had then sent the guy pictures of me fucking a few guys but my face was cropped out or blurred in all of them. School guy responded with pics of himself from the neck down in his jockstrap or jerking off. Then Phil sent photos of me taking his cock, again with no face, and school guy sent a video of himself jerking off onto his computer screen, specifically my photos. The guy from my school, who told Phil his name was "Dick Butz" lol, was really interested in meeting and fucking me, especially when Phil offered him some drugs to help get us in the mood and promised "Dick" I would even be too out of it to remember his face. Dick thought that was the best plan ever and was practically begging to do it after hearing that. Phil said he would set it up but only if he could be sure "Dick" was for real, so even as reluctant as he was, he finally sent some photos of his face in their most recent chats. I was filled with shock and desire when the photos revealed him to be my good friend and poker buddy Tyler, star of our school baseball team and notorious pussy hound. I'd had a crush on him since the first time we met freshman year and my crush had grown everytime we saw each other, making it almost an obsession. When he hosted poker nights, I always found an excuse to use the bathroom at the same time as someone else which meant I would have to use the one off his bedroom, allowing me to grab his underwear or cup and jerk a load into them. As I looked at photos of his nude form that he'd taken using his cheap ass phone and cheaper webcam, I was drooling and amazed that he still looked awesome in each pic. I went back and zoomed in on every shot featuring his rock hard ass, cut abs, hefty circumsized hard on, massive balls, and then stopped to drool more over his face with his dimples and goofy jock grin. Just as he always did in life, he wore a cheap watch in each photo and a cubs cap that was so worn we used to say it would disintegrate if he ever removed it, and I kicked myself for not seeing the watch before. Phil was still reluctant to get the guy to join us because no matter how much Phil objected and tried to talk "Dick" aka Tyler into going raw, Tyler was dead set against it and finished their last correspondence with a sentence detailing how desperately he wanted to spend a night brutalizing phil's nephew's butthole, even offering to pay for the opportunity, but his only firm rule was if he had to go without protection then he wasn't interested and they might as well stop talking about it altogether. I was not about to let that happen, and immediately told Phil that I knew the guy and begged him to get Tyler to join us. Once he knew about Tyler's sports skills and reputation as a ladies man he told me he would overlook Tyler's obsession with condoms and went to work to set it all up. Since Tyler was still nervous about meeting a guy his age, Phil suggested that all three of us could wear hats and sunglasses to keep our identities secret. Still Tyler was wishy washy about setting up a date to do it until after a poker game one night that we had at a mutual friend's house the day before halloween. When the host came out wearing a cheesy brown Mullett wig with a bandana attached that he planned to wear to a costume party the next night, Tyler seemed to have a sudden need to cash out and go home. Phil texted me on halloween and told me Tyler had emailed him and agreed to meet up the following weekend with an attached photo of himself that he took that night in a similar mullet wig (this one blondish yellow), wife beater and sweats. Apparently he bought his costume that day, and thought he would be unrecognizable enough that he even sent a photo in the get up but left his obscenely large stiff cock pulled out to make the image complete. Originally Phil and I had thought we would have to use the surprise tactic and some of Tyler's photos to coerce/blackmail him into going through with fucking me once he saw me at Phil's house, but now that Ty planned to wear the mullet and a pair of sunglasses, I decided to follow suit, pulling out a wig I wore when I was Superman at a costume party years earlier, and a mardy gras mask that covered from the top of my forehead to the tip of my nose, leaving my nostrils and the mouth fully uncovered. Even the eyes had a see through mesh fabric covering them, so I felt sure I would be completely unrecognizable too. Phil told Tyler to come around 10pm that Friday night and asked me to show up around 9, while he told Ty I wasn't going to be there until 1030 since I wasn't off work til ten, that way Tyler could meet Phil and the two of them could get high and drink before I arrived, which sounded good to Tyler. He also told Tyler that I was really shy and wouldn't talk much because of my self consciousness about a stutter that I suffered from. I couldn't have him recognizing my voice and ruining the plan. The night before we planned to meet Tyler, Phil had me come over and wear the wig and mask and made some vids on his phone of he and I fucking around, taking a lot of photos too, especially of his bare cock inside my tight hole. Thank goodness he had because, just as phil expected from a straight scared newbie, Tyler tried to text and cancel about two hours before he was scheduled to show. Phil acted like it was no biggie but told Tyler that "Mark" (my fake name) would be disappointed and sent Tyler some photos of me sucking Phil's 8.5 inch dick and when Tyler still waivered he sent a couple of Phil fucking me, and finally he sent a video of his big dick sliding out of my bubble butt and spewing jizz all over my naked body. By the time I got to Phil's house, Tyler was back on board and was hoping to have me there even sooner so we could fuck ASAP! Phil and I spent 45 mins hiding two cameras of his plus my camcorder in the bedroom, then we set up his webcam to record in the living room in case we played in there. Just as Ty texted he was on his way we did some lines of coke and I moved my car around the corner from the house so Tyler wouldn't see and possibly recognize the green Buick that wad famous with my friends due to the metalic gold trim that included gold hubcaps bumpers and door handles (you take what you can get when buying a used car). When Tyler arrived, I went into Phil's office and donned my wig and mask and watched the webcam feed on his laptop. Phil invited him in, took his coat and made him a drink while they chatted and watched some bisexual porn on phil's huge tv, all before Tyler even thought to put on the wig or sunglasses I couldn't help jerking as Tyler admitted to Phil that he was watching gay porn occasionally since they'd begun chatting online and I almost shot my wad when Ty stripped to his bball shorts and fondled himself while they shared stories of guys they wanted to screw. He even mentioned a friend he played poker with who lived in the same dorm as him but he was pretty sure would never do stuff with another guy, and despite the possibility that he meant one of our mutual poker friends, I was 99% sure he meant me. Phil told Tyler he might be surprised and said he should try to get the poker friend alone some night and feel him out but Tyler assured him that the guy was totally straight and was seriously involved with my girlfriend, but finished with adding he wished Phil was right because he lusted over the guy's "juicy bubble ass." I knew it was me when he described my rear and my girl since the other guy from our poker games was skinny as fuck and had no ass and no girlfriend. He teased me more by adding "I've lost some hands after seeing him bent over in front of me. lucky for me that gives me a chance to go jerk one out in the bathroom before going on." That admission made my ass quiver and I decided to "arrive" despite there being 8 mins early. I warned Phil by texting him that I was just parking and would be inside shortly, which was a code we decided on in advance, giving Tyler time to put on the wig and shades before I snuck out onto the back deck, went down the steps, came around in front, checked my wig and mask were on straight and rang the bell. As I expected, Phil answered the door in just a pair of tight briefs and talked to me about how work went. I kept my answers to one or two words and he went on and told me he had a friend joining us so I should put on my mask in the entry and take off my work clothes while he got me a drink. I practically ripped my coat, shirt and pants off, leaving me in a white tee shirt and tighty whiteys with my white crew socks to finish my innocent shy boy get up. Taking a deep breath, I steadied myself and went around the corner. Phil handed me my drink, then turned around and introduced "Mark" aka me to "Dick" aka Tyler, who stood up and shook my hand enthusiastically while the semi in his shorts got longer and harder. "Dick" motioned for me to sit next to him on the loveseat and made sure his leg and mine were in full contact, then he put his arm around my shoulders when we were seated. As he asked me questions about what I did for work and how I'd come to try sex with my uncle, etc. I replied with mumbled one word responses that were somewhat due to my need to stay unrecognized but we're also caused by my real nerves, which now had me shaking. When Tyler began running his other hand up and down my thigh, my cock was hard as steel and I found my eyes sinking into my lap. Maybe it was because I wanted it so badly or perhaps I was unprepared for how much he turned me on, sitting there plying me with his million watt smile and his well practiced moves. It was easy to see what it was about him that had convinced hundreds of busty young co-eds to let their gaurd down and allow Tyler to plow them. Whatever it was he was asking, I was glad that Phil took most questions and answered for me, thus Tyler seemed none the wiser about my real identity. To help us relax Phil suggested some weed, cialis and coke, & 20 minutes later we were all high, hard and horny. I was barely able to pull my mind off Tyler's hands, which were working up my shirt and down my briefs now. But I realized Phil was waving to me from the kitchen, which was code for me to ask if I could use the bathroom while Phil and Tyler moved to the bedroom. Listening from the hallway I could hear Tyler thanking Phil for this, commenting on how how I was and how nice an ass I had. I almost laughed when Phil asked if it was as nice as his poker buddy's and Tyler responded that it wasn't quite as nice but added that he might have been biased since he'd been coveting his buddy's ass for nearly two years. Phil showed Tyler all the supplies and Ty wasted no time, making sure they had plenty of lube and condoms so he could fuck me as many times as Phil thought I could handle. I quickly peed and double checked that my hole was cleaned out and well lubed before returning to the two tops, my shirt and socks remaining in the bathroom. Tyler was now nude except for the mullet wig with his hard dick in Phil's mouth. he smiled and motioned for me to join him on the edge of the bed, and I licked my lips. As I went to sit next to him, I felt my briefs fly down my hips and Tyler's warm inexperienced mouth begin awkwardly slurping on my 6.5 inch meat. It hadn't occured to me he would want to suck my cock, but boy did he seem eager. Phil stood up and removed his own underwear and pulled me back on the bed while Tyler continued to suck me, now adding his dry fingers to the mix, working their way past my peach fuzz covered cheeks, beginning to force themselves unceremoniously up my hole. When he felt it was moist, he whipped back and investigated, probably afraid he was feeling something gross, but when he realized it was lube, he smiled and returned to his fingering, figuring I must be wanting this as bad as he did. Minutes seemed to stretch longer as I ached for him to fuck me, remembering countless nights hearing him brag during poker tournaments that lasted til dawn. My body vibrated at the promises he'd hinted at, telling us he was known far and wide for his huge loads of cum and his superhuman ability to get hard over and over. A few girls i knew confirmed his bravado and told me how he could cum and minutes later be right back fucking, with load after load and fuck after fuck, all night long. His hands and mouth were not satisfying my need to verify this myself tho. Finally I couldn't take the bad head anymore and pulled him up on top of me, whispering to him that I wanted him to fuck me, probably more words than he heard from me yet that night. "Not so shy now, huh marky?" He said as he rolled me onto my side and reached over to grab a condom from the night stand. Iwas usually a safe sex guy myself but not when I played with Phil, and now I was disappointed that he still seemed to insist on the rubber. Phil, who lay next to me, as if reading my mind, leaned in and whispered in my ear "not to worry." He had doctored the condoms so they would all break as soon as Tyler tried to fuck me. I realized for the first time that it was his doctoring that made us have such bad luck the first few times we had screwed around, and I decided I would be angry at him later. In the moment, I was happy to hear that I was going to be fucked raw by Tyler, my Poker playboy crush, one way or another. I looked back towards Tyler as he rolled the rubber down his dick and applied a generous amount of lube, before squirting some onto his hand and rubbing it into my ass crack. Phil rolled over and knelt on the edge of the bed when Tyler moved in to mount me, and it hit me that he was doing it so he could take Tyler's cock and insert it for him, while he instructed Tyler to lift my leg with one arm and brace himself on the headboard with the other. My thigh wasn't used to such a massive stretch right off the bat but it didn't break me so I just tried to relax as Tyler precariously pushed forward and began entering my ass with Phil driving his joystick. Tyler was not balancing well so it was no surprise to Phil or I that his first few thrusts missed my asshole and required a wiggle or scoot before the next. Finally he managed to push the first inch through my ring and the sharp pain and rough material coating his rod made me yelp which Tyler responded to with some enthusiasm, as if my displeasure was because of his massive cock. In a way, I guess it was, but I didn't like the fact that he was eager to hurt me so I said in my most convincing fake voice "go slow man. I need time to adjust before u rip me up." Tyler's brow broke out in sweat and he tried to pull back slightly, which resulted in his dick popping out altogether. As he pushed back in, the condom broke, and to my shagrin, Tyler immediately pulled his cock out and applied another from the pile. Phil seemed obviously disappointed at the young man's quick response so before Tyler could try again he had us each do a line of something that I assumed to be coke but burned more, and once Tyler let the stuff get to his brain, he asked if he could so some more, and Phil happily agreed, letting him do two more lines while telling me to try hitting the poppers. I took a few long hits and felt my body sinking away from the tension my ass had been feeling, and just as I released the second hit, Tyler rolled me onto my back and threw both my legs over his biceps and began pressing into my hole again. This time he got most of the way in before we felt the rubber break, and even kept pumping for a moment until he was almost completely inside of me, but his cock was not in charge yet. He removed his dick once more and reapplied a condom, but this time he did a much more haphazard job, not taking the time to squeeze the tip or apply more lube. Still the condom lasted while he slowly worked his way back in, inch by inch creeping up my ass, but the moment he was about to thrust for real, I felt something that may have been his cockhead opening the end of the condom and sliding further in than his previous attempts. My ass jumped as I pictured his bare boner engorged to such a thickness that it refused to stay encased in latex and with its jump, it also tightened and pulled him further in. Up until that moment my ass had yet to feel his dick anywhere near the second sphincter, but with the forward motion and the added benefit of his bare skin pushing beyond the torn latex, it popped firmly past my inner grip. With simultaneous moans of pleasure, we seemed to work our bodies around each other, as his hips drove his meat balls deep in me and my ass vacuumed his cock until it was sealed in the heat of my raw tunnel. "F-f-fuck, I think the condom broke, " Tyler said, reaching back to feel around the shaft while he slowly began fucking my hole. Phil insisted he could see the condom was still intact around the shaft, and pressed his cock to Tyler's lips, grabbing hold of his head, tearing the mullet wig off before brutally punching his hard cock down Tyler's receptive throat. Without any other way to keep his balance, Tyler had to return his hand to where it had been, and hooked my leg back over his shoulder, and for the first time since we began, he forgot about replacing the destroyed prophilactic and focused on destroying my ass instead. I worked my hands over Tyler's muscular shoulders and chest before reaching back and fondeling his balls as they swung against my cheeks with a rapidly increasing rhythm. Taking another hit from the poppers, I handed them up to Phil who took one himself before instructing Tyler to do a hit on either side of his nose. Once the second nostril was filled with the scent, Phil pinched Tyler's nose shut and shouted "Hold your breath in til I say so boy!" Tyler gagged a little around Phil's cock while he tried to hold his breath. His humping decreased in power for a minute until Phil released his nose and said "exhale!" Tyler let out a huge breath as Phil pulled his hard on from Tyler's mouth and moved to wear it was fucking my mouth instead, and to my delight, Tyler began really pounding my ass. True it was as much pain as it was pleasure but I didn't say a word or try to push Tyler off. My mind was made up that I was gonna take his cock no matter what. Tyler began saying dirty stuff like "yeah suck his cock" and "fucking take my monster meat you hot mother fucker" and I just moaned and grunted in agreement. Phil produced some kind of pipe that I couldn't really make out through the mask, and took a few hits before instructing Tyler to do the same. Tyler seemed reticent at first but Phil just told him it was a little late to be asking now, and Tyler must have decided he was right because he took the hits when Phil lit the pipe and then shot gunned each of them to me. The taste was acrid and nasty although not nearly as polluted feeling as smoking weed or tobacco. I figured it was something akin to coke and let myself go along for the ride, and by the fifth shotgun, I was exhaling huge clouds of white smoke. My brain was aware on a whole new level suddenly and without any warning Tyler turned the final shot gun into a make out session which I was happy to go along with. While Phil watched he also manuevered us until finally he gave up and told Tyler to pull out and move me to the edge of the bed. I freaked when Tyler did as Phil said, only to pull out, see he was inside me bare and ask for another condom. Phil told him he would get it in just a second, but first "I want you to put that wig and sunglasses back on so I can take a couple pics and a video of u fucking my nephew's ass bareback." You would think Tyler would be against such an idea but he just smiled and said fuck thats hot, grabbed the wig and glasses from Phil and slapped them on, topped them with his trade mark ball cap and told me to hang on. While he was distracted Phil produced his camera from behind a pile of clothes in the corner and acted like he was just turning it on. I could tell he got a really good shot of Tyler before he was masked in his disguise, but Tyler just asked if he looked good, and without much thought I said "you are the hottest fuck I've ever seen." This seemed to be the same as saying action, and suddenly without any pretense, Tyler pulled my ass to the side of the bed and entered me in one quick motion. For the next few minutes he humped and talked dirty, making sure to turn so he could show off his muscles to where ever Phil was at with the camera. I could barely see straight as he banged and rammed me. Soon Phil told Tyler how the "audience" wanted to see Tyler shoot his baby batter up my butthole and Tyler turned right to me and said "Well let's give the people what they want" and began taking me faster and deeper than before, only now he was screaming for me to jerk off as he did. While my cock throbbed in my hand and his cock throbbed harder up my hole, I began to see stars and told them I was getting close. Tyler told me how hot that was and how much he wanted me and then leaned into kiss me before putting his arms under my shoulders and lifting me off the bed and bouncing me on his cock for a minute while we both screamed. Dropping me as his arms began to shake he pumped me deep and hard a few times then rippped his cock from my ass and began spraying cum from my hole up over my cock and stomach, across my chest and neck and into the black wig and all over my mask. He then shoved it back inside me and told me it was my turn. I didn't need a second invitation, instead I began blasting my cum over the both of us, shooting 4 or 5 times before Tyler doubled over and managed to catch my cock head in his mouth for the remaining shots while keeping most of his dick buried inside me. Once my last cumshot subsided, he popped up and began french kissing me, letting me taste my own cum. Phil was hard as a rock and told Tyler to move, which he did reluctantly, before whipping me onto my belly, pulling me up to my knees and stuffing his own raw cock into my ass. It must have been lubed like mad because, as he handed the camera to Tyler to continue filming, he asked how it could be so hot and wet inside at which point Tyler admitted that the load Phil filmed was his third load of the night. He apologized to me as Phil began going to town on my hole, and admitted he had cum once right after he thought he felt the condom break and once more right as Phil started filming us but he didn't want to break his rhythm and figured the condom might not have been broken after all. I just moaned and gritted my teeth while phil worked his cock into my cum filled ass, and Tyler climbed up and stood over me, feeding his still stiff cock to Phil while Phil raped me. Phil took the camera from Tyler while they switched off taking hits from the pipe that I still couldn't see, and Tyler bent down to make me take a few hits just as Phil announced his first load up my ass. Unlike Tyler, Phil needed a few minutes to regain his strength so he disappeared into the bathroom at which point Tyler got me to bend over back to doggy style and began fucking me again, telling me within the first minute that he was adding another load to my ass. Now I knew Tyler had taken a strap on and from his emails and photos it looked like he used a variety of objects on his own hole, but it surprised the hell out of me when Tyler pulled his cock from my ass after another load and scooted up to my face as I rolled over and asked me to eat his hole. Everything Tyler had said about my ass earlier in the evening was exactly how I felt about his, so I had no trouble doing as he requested, using my tongue and fingers to play with his sweet clean butt while Tyler spun around and sucked on my rehardening cock. My whole body was on another plain of existance known as bliss when he rose off my dick and said "You're clean right?" Too which I moaned yes while tonguing his tight smooth baseball butt. For those of you who have never seen a baseball player squating to catch the ball or pushing off the ground to the jump for a pop fly, you are missing the ass and thighs of the gods doing their most holy work, which is why having him squating over my mouth was as much as I could have hoped to have experienced, until the moment he lifted off, turned around and squated down over my waist, and with one hand holding my cock up into the air, plunged his bare athletic hole over the tip. His eyes slammed shut and he sucked air in through gritted teeth, while pushing his butt til about 4 inches of my 6.5 were inside him. Then he began confiding in me that he had kept a cock with a suction cup on it that he stole from an ex-girlfriend's collection the year before, and had spent hours in the time since riding that dick on the floor of his dorm room or suctioned to the seat of his desk chair while watching porn featuring trannies and guys getting pegged. He even said he had done it in the showers at the university rec center and in the steam room at the athletic center with the hope he might get caught but had chickened out after taking it inside him and shooting his load right away each time. He stopped his tale just long enough to tell me I had better not to cum inside him or he would beat my ass. Ironic since he had shot at least 4 loads in me since we "met" that night. This was too much for me to resist, and without his permission, I reached up and grabbed his hips and thrust myself fully inside him, which caused him to yelp and call me a son of a bitch and pound his fist into the bed while he tried to push off me, but I just told him to jerk his cock and kept rising up and down into him as my load got closer and closer to exploding. He began jerking his cock but immediately told me he was too close not to cum at which point I said "then cum goddammit" and he did. Once his first shot blasted into my mask, my own balls began emptying up his hole, but I made sure to be as still and quiet as possible as I shot, choosing to hold myself as deep in his hole as I could get without my balls being sucked in too. Lucky for me, I was also pretty good at being able to stay hard after I shot my load, and with the cialis and the knowledge I had just bred him secretly, it was no problem. When his balls finally finished spewing he asked me if I could keep from shooting long enough to let him keep riding me for awhile and I said yes and watched as he worked himself back to full staff. To my surprise, I found my own balls were also ready to shoot again, but this time I warned him. "Good, then you'll like this," He said, grinning. He began bouncing on my meat while repeatedly telling me to warn him when I was getting close, and in about 2 minutes I did just that. With a smirk on his face he handed me the camera and told me to record then bounced a few times more on my dick before leaning forward, pushing his hands into the bed beside me and suddenly flipping backwards, landing with his feet next to the bed. He then spread my legs and slid inside me raw balls deep which was too much for me to take. I shot my biggest load of the night, all over both of us, while trying not to pass out. He applauded my immense load and told me I was the only guy he'd ever seen who could shoot as much as he could, before pulling his own cock from my ass and adding an even bigger load to our bodies. I wondered how it was possible til I realized Phil had been standing at the door when he saw the flip and snuck over and shoved half of his cock into Tyler's cum lubed ass just in time to make him shoot. Phil was not allowed to add his own babies to the butt though, and had to settle for taking video of Tyler and I on our knees eating his thick white cream as it oozed from his red pipe. After that Tyler made sure the camera was off (without knowing the other two were rolling) and stripped the wig and sunglasses off again, and went to take a shower. Phil gave me a hit from the weird pipe as he went and turned off the other two cameras, and quietly got me to admit I had shot a load in Tyler's butt. He turned the camera back on for a minute while he asked me if I enjoyed getting bred by straight stud "Dick." Somehow my character had become the same as what Phil had told Tyler it was, and I began stammering and quietly admitting I had enjoyed it a lot. Phil found this very very hot and told me to stay put while he checked on Tyler. I did another line of coke and drank some water before Tyler peeked his head back in and said he had to run because he was supposed to be at a workout at 7am and it was nearly 4. He reached over to the desk and wrote down his email address before telling me we should get together just the two of us sometime, then came over and did a line of coke, planted a kiss on me and disappeared. Phil returned a second later as I was trying to get up and get dressed, but he was having none of it and pushed me back onto the bed and turned the camera on and told me to tell him what had just happened. I thought I was out of gas for the night, but he had me take some more hits from the weird pipe while he loaded the videos from the cameras onto his tv in his bedroom. We watched the video while he fucked me and I decided to stay the rest of the night since he had handcuffed me to the bed and was cumming in me again already. stay tuned for chapter 2

Look how he seduces him with poppers to breed his ass! [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5ecdef0748f03

...are you writing a Jane Austen novel? This is breeding.zone.

i like to be clean and smooth. Just my personal preference on my presentation to the top . i like clean and smooth tops too as I am very oral.

Give me natural every time. And if it is hairy, all the better for the cum to drip into when we are done.

For your purposes as you have explained them, ‘softcore fetish’ is probably as good a term as any, unless you wanted to use ‘softcore kink’, which would to my mind imply more a sense of play and less a sense of psychology. Either/or. As I said above, I certainly don’t have an answer to how one bridges the conceptual gap - we’re dealing with two overlapping, yet in some ways quite separate communities, between which understanding is remarkably poor and assumptions remarkably high. My immersion in the BDSM lifestyle (and yes, @Tallallman, it does have many genuine adherents) shaped me and supplied my training, but by my service nature I have always straddled both it and the Vanilla world. Between the two, approaches and attitudes to fetish/kink can be starkly different, and even the definition of ‘softcore’ may not be well understood - to some, ‘softcore’ may simply be anything that doesn’t actually draw blood. (I have subbed for such men.) To others more accustomed to the Vanilla side of things, ‘hardcore’ may be anything that causes actual discomfort. It’s interesting that you and others here adopt the ‘workplace standard’ as a measure of what will pass muster in terms of mainstream content. This is not unlike the general standard for obscenity, in which ‘the average person, applying contemporary community standards’ finds sexually explicit material ‘patently offensive’. Note the wildly subjective nature of that entire ‘standard’. Trying to avoid squicking people out on such a basis seems necessarily to gravitate to the most conservative understanding of the average person’s mindset, to the disadvantage of those outside the mainstream. But in the end, I suppose you’re trying to cordon off an area safe for that very sort of mindset, so I guess perhaps it does end up working for the purpose. I don’t envy you the task of having to make sure the content produced by men who run the spectrum of sexual predelection lands in places where it will a) find a sympathetic audience and b) not draw the attention of regulators. Even if it weren’t prohibited, no responsible BDSM practitioner scenes under the influence of substances. I have participated in, and been the subject of, dozens and dozens of scenes, private and public, and the use of substances was out of the question every time. They have no place in serious scening because of the danger involved. If the men you are doing BDSM practices with are doing so with chems, I would urge you to weigh the risks of continuing that association.

If there is a reduction in videos on those sites, it is probably more due to the pandemic and less activity going on. I wouldn't pay for an onlyfans model. I would get bored seeing the same guy over and over again. Also I am more interested in amateur porn, where guys are fucking cause they enjoy it; not because they want to make cash. Some commercial porn is great, and it turns me on...but not all of it. Fucking is about desire, attraction, the need to breed and be bred, not a forced act for money.

such a hot story, would love to see more cumming

Oh God, married guys have the best tasting cocks. At 9 o'clock I got a phone call from a married guy who I use to suck two times a week before the fucking virus. He asked if he could come over since he was only ten minutes from my place. I said of course come over now. He arrived in about 15 minutes. He was sort of shy acting but I got on my knees, undid the belt of his pants and pulled them and his undershorts off in one tug. His cut cock was soft. I licked that cock and licked around the bottom of his pinkish cock head. He started to get hard so I licked and sucked his big balls. Held them in my hand as I took his now 6 inch hard cock all the way to my throat on the first suck. He stiffened and grabbed my head and started to face fuck me. I sucked a little harder and he was quick to cum. His cock started to pulsate and I tasted his sweet, salty load of hot cum in my mouth. He was going to pull up his pants and leave but I went back down on that delicious cock and sucked it up hard again. This time he let me do all the work, which I live for, on this hard delicious cock. He lasted about 20 minutes and then I felt his cock grow and pulsate and I had another delicious load of his hot cum sliding down my throat. He got dressed and left only said maybe 30 words. I love it when I suck them and they leave. He did say that my blowjob felt fabulous and thanks.

When I was younger,living at home with my family, we lived next door to a big paint factory thst was always busy. There would be trucks wagons overnight parked up and I would watch from my bedroom window that looked onto the yard part nesr the canal towpath.. One night there was this big hefty trucker, really tall with a bald head, very hairy with ginger pubes and chest, hair lots of tattoos with womens names on his arms, So I went for a walk, parents in bed and I was hovering around his truck as the cab lights were on, curtains closed. I knocked on his door, he opened window, I asked if he had seen my dog, Anyway he hadn't, but seemed to look at me intensly. I walked off following the path, bit later, walking back, he was out of his cab having a piss on the canal towpath bushes, whilst he was pissing, cock in full view as I was walking towards him, he asked sarcastically, if I found my dog, No, he had finished pissing, talking still, shaking his cock dry. He asked if there was any loose women near by??? I didn't know what he meant, I was a young un,he said he needed sucking off, at this point he was wanking his thick dick, looking at me, I was in awe of him, he waved his cock and said fancy it? I did, cocks were no stranger to me, I sucked him right there on thst path, he cum in my mouth and gave me a pound lol. He told me to be here again next week, I was. Anyway as time went on, it progressed into him fucking me in his cab weekly, he always gave me things, like chocolate, cigarettes, this went on for about a year, then he stopped coming and I never seen him again. Eventually factory closed down. He was a rough bloke, but a sexy fucker and used to fuck me good in his cab. Awesome.

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I never wanted to have sex with my real dad. We have never been close. I honestly have never had an actual conversation with him, ever. I'm convinced he didn't actually want kids, that he did it for mom. He's never taken interest in anything I or my sister did. Other than being married to her and bringing home a paycheck, he was never really a dad. I know that's why I've always been drawn to older men, to fill a void. I've been with plenty of Daddies in my day and love it when they call me son when their cock is buried in my ass. Dad/son is my favourite role play and I seek out that kind of porn a lot. I love to watch young guys get fucked by men over 50.

Part 25 - Forever Foundations On the outside he hadn't changed at all, only his way of thinking and how he felt inside. He thanked Carrington who placed a plate of food down in front of him. Preparing dinner was their first joint effort being together, Charlie picked out the vegetables in the grocery store ignoring all the fancy ones he knew nothing about instead picking the type you could get back in England. Charlie turned out to be a dab hand in the kitchen surprising Carrington that he knew how to cook and did it really well. Carrington stood watching him unable to stop smiling and Charlie attributing most of his skills to his mother and Conrad, explaining how Conrad was an exceptional cook by any standards and taught him the basics. Charlie's initial worry of spending so much time with Carrington had completely vanished, in part he knew a bit about him since their meeting at the manor and spending almost two days being hunted down by him. Charlie put his knife and fork down and took a sip of water, across the table they were watching each other chatting and smiling. The way he felt so ease in Carrington's company finding lots to talk about all culminated in a feeling like they had been together years, where in truth really he knew little about him. "Tonight your mine completely" Charlie said out of the blue staring at Carrington. Carrington sat back in his chair and smiled "Are you surrendering yourself fully to me?". "Yes" Charlie replied then put his head in his hands, "I think I am". "Totally?" Carrington asked. Charlie nodded. Charlie sat forward "Be nice to me, you know I don't know what I am doing" he said. Carrington held Carlie's hand across the table "Slowly, I want to enjoy discovering you". Charlie silently gulped his body already starting to stir from the way Carrington held his hand softly, looking in to each others eyes an unfathomable desire was building and his fingers tingled. It took a moment to realise that these sort of emotions he felt had never been brought to the surface with Serena or anyone else. The effect Carrington had on him warmed his entire body, everything in his life seemed not to matter right now. Charlie stepped in to the bathroom and came out of his daze not even remembering how and when they came upstairs, everything was a happy blur and his reflection in the mirror showed he was undressed with just his underwear on. In the mirror he saw Carrington walk in with his head cocked to one side looking at him. Slowly he made his way towards Charlie who let out a soft pleasing moan feeling the hands of Carrington touching his shoulders and watching him in the mirror. Softly leaning his head back with each tender touch on his shoulder and neck, Carrington never losing sight of Charlie's reaction through his reflection in the mirror. Watching each slow breath he took moaning sweetly, 'Do you trust me?' Carrington whispered in his ear, Charlie nodded gently allowing the hands to roam further around his body. The warmth from Carrington's body passing to him he pressed up closer, the arms circling around his chest, feeling, caressing and touching him softly. Charlie rolled his neck to the side leaning against Carrington's neck and shoulder, the arms around his body slipping further around enveloping him fully. The action was total submission to Carrington, he had finally won Charlie and Carrington knew this immediately from the way his body relaxed into his arms being held tight against him. Carrington looked at Charlie's reflection in the mirror, his eyes half closed and mouth slightly parted. Carrington's cock was already hard and pressed against Charlie's arse. Carrington kissed Charlie's neck feeling the entire body respond pushing back 'I love you Charlie, from the day I first saw you' he said softly in to his ear kissing the lobe and moving back down his soft neck. Charlie's hands moved and held Carrington's arms slowly feeling every inch, a happy sigh when they moved over the large biceps squeezing them to ensure they were real. Charlie spoke quietly 'I tried to deny it Carrington, I can't lie or hide my feelings any more. I love you', his words full of intent and meaning, 'Only you could have done this to me' he said almost admitting it to himself. Charlie turned his neck and kissed Carrington's shoulder feeling the arms gently squeeze him in assurance. Their faces turned to one another and their lips touched briefly, Charlie's mouth opened slightly wider and Carrington rubbed his lips softly against Charlie before extending his tongue and running it across them, Charlie's body heaving in pleasure from the erotic feeling in his body. Charlie giggled softly his sound muted by Carrington kissing him properly, his tongue slipping in and dancing around with Charlie's. Charlie raised his left hand and touched Carrington's neck pulling him harder against his mouth, their bodies touching both perfectly still and frozen in time, only the sound of muted moans coming from both of them sharing their first intimate moment together. The naturalness of the kiss completely freeing Charlie of any doubt he ever had, the question of his sexuality gone, he really felt the strongest love for Carrington. The hands slowly worked down his body, touching sensually as the moved from around his chest down to his waist coming to a rest at the to of his legs. His body slightly trembling from the anticipation of knowing where things were leading. His own hands dangled by his side unsure what he should do with them, the thought quickly evaporating concentrating instead of the mouth locked against his sexing every part of this mouth and tongue. He moaned as Carrington's hands pulled his arse up hard against the unforgiving erection, his fingers tickling the top of his thighs working under the elastic of his underwear and teasingly coaxing them lower. Unwilling to stop Carrington's action he kissed him back harder and felt the underwear pulling free of his own erection then dropping around his ankles. Waiting with baited breath for Carrington to touch him inappropriately, suddenly he found the hands roaming up across his stomach and chest. Charlie found his hands moved back touching Carrington's thickly muscled thighs, his fingers moving over the fabric finding the elastic, his thumb slipping beneath and gently pulling them down. He was unprepared as the underwear fell away from his fingers feeling the full fleshiness of his cock rubbing against his exposed arse. Carrington lifted one leg then the other freeing him from his underwear, Charlie did the same and immediately Carrington's hand moved down to an inch or so above his cock. The fingers played with the light covering of pubic hair, Charlie giggled as best he could with a mouth full Carrington's tongue. He played and toyed with the pubic hair, teasing and pulling it until Charlie grabbed his hand stopping him. Weather by accident or on purpose he couldn't be sure, his hand pushed Carrington's down until it touched his cock and closed around it. Charlie raised himself on tip toes pushing his body back against Carrington and kissing him deeper. The feeling totally strange having a mans fingers holding his cock, not just holding though, they gently rubbed his shaft. Back pulling the foreskin over the head, then forward allowing the head to be covered up in shyness until it was exposed again. Carrington stopped kissing him and smiled his hand releasing from around Charlie's cock, his arm turning Charlie round to face him. Their eyes met and Charlie placed his arms around Carrington's neck and kissed him, his body lifting off the ground with such ease supported by Carrington's powerful arms. His legs coming to rest around Carrington's waist gripping on tightly to prevent him falling. He took one last look in the mirror, his reflection getting smaller being carried in to the bedroom until it disappeared. Charlie unlocked his ankles and Carrington gently let go of him, he put his arms around Carrington hugging him but it was an uncertain tenderness about the way he was acting that caused Carrington to step back and look at him. "You look troubled" Carrington spoke to Charlie bringing his attention back. "I am" Charlie replied. "When I arrived here my life was normal" Charlie said. Carrington knew this was his doing "I can't help that fact I have fallen in love with you". Charlie had an anguished look on his face "Fuck!" he shouted loudly, "Why, how?" he asked. Carrington shrugged "Do you really love me Charlie?" he asked. "Yes, god yes" Charlie replied looking at him, "I need to understand it though". Carrington nodded "Even if nothing happens I will never forget you" he said. Charlie looked at him confused "It sounds like you are finishing before we start". "Sexiest person I have ever met" Carrington said, "But I am not going to force you". "No, no, no" Charlie said pushing Carrington on to the bed. "You promised to marry me, you said it was going to happen" Charlie reminded him. Carrington smiled "Yeah I know, had to do something to try and win you over" he said. Charlie leaned over him "So are you going to make good on your word?" he asked. Carrington looked Charlie in the eyes "Do you want me to?" he threw the question back. "I look really stupid don't I?" Charlie asked looking scared. Carrington stroked Charlie's face "No, I think you need me Charlie" he said softly. "Carrington make good and marry me then" Charlie said almost demanding. Carrington chuckled "No going back Charlie, you are the only man I have ever asked". Charlie nodded. "If we do this it is forever Charlie" Carrington told him. Charlie leaned forward and kissed him "Forever" he said standing up "definitely forever". Carrington grabbed Charlie and pulled him on the bed wrapping his arms around the man he was so desperate to be with. Charlie let out a loud sigh and moan held in Carrington's arms with his fingers lightly dancing across his lower back then softly stroking and feeling his arse. It was certainly different from sex with any girl he had, his body had never been touched so much and he was loving it. Every part of him that Carrington touched made him respond in different ways, his whole body seemed to be completely erogenous in his hands. Unable to contain his erection Charlie rubbed it up against Carrington, the response was Carrington kissing him harder turning Charlie on even more. Carrington rolled Charlie on to his back but unable to prise his legs open. Charlie pushed Carrington up 'Not ready for that' he said looking up at him. Carrington smiled and resumed kissing, Charlie waited until he felt Carrington's body relax then rolled him over. He looked down into Carrington's eyes wriggling his way in between his legs, he smiled and leaned up kissing Charlie 'Trust me this will be easier' he said moving his body and lying on his stomach. Carrington opened a draw and retrieved a small bottle of lubricant, squeezing some out and applying it to his arse he then grabbed Charlie's cock coating. The action caught Charlie by surprise and he closed his eyes moaning loudly enjoying the gentle strokes until Carrington finished, 'Go easy Charlie you're a sizable man' he said softly and settling back down on his stomach. Charlie kneeled between his legs looking at the fine sculptured body lying there waiting for him. His hands moved first touching Carrington's calves and working upwards, the body shifting slightly at his touch, his hands trembling with nerves and leaning forward he kissed Carrington's back several times. Without any thought process he automatically started moving up towards the shoulders, his cock dangling precariously above Carrington's arse moving closer each time he moved up. Charlie softly moaned feeling his cock gliding between the arse cheeks. Carrington raise his head turning and smiling to Charlie, a rush of love taking over his body, hips wriggling until he found the tightness of the clasping around the head of his cock that pushed through the initial resistance. The feeling was so different, so out of this world he just wanted to push all the way in right now. His arms shaking and Charlie desperately tried to regain some control. Holding position he afforded a gentle nudge down, Carrington gasped and moaned lovingly. The smoothness of his cock entering more had him lean down and bite Carrington's shoulder a little too hard leaving an impression. Carrington raise his head turning to look at Charlie 'Control yourself Charlie I am not going anywhere' he softly said using an encouraging sensual tone. Charlie felt his cock pulse gently a couple of times in knowing sign he had pre-cum already. Pushing his hips down again his cock moved further in with ease, 'Oh Charlie' Carrington mumbled from under him pushing his arse up, Charlie pushed down again and felt his entire shaft glide in until he could push no more. His arms giving way and collapsing on top of Carrington and simultaneously thrusting his hips down. Carrington moaned raising his head, his legs banged on the bed 'Argh yes' he cried out to Charlie. His eyes opened wide feeling his cock held in vice like grip, the sensations spinning out of control in his body, just the thought of knowing he was deep inside Carrington made him pre-cum again. Charlie grabbed on to Carrington's arms and laid on top perfectly still fearing he would cum from any further movement. Charlie kissed the side of Carrington's face and slowly wriggled his hips, Carrington turned his head and kissed Charlie, their eyes meeting spoke an unquestionable love, a look that bonded them together. Charlie kissed Carrington's neck and gently moved his hips again, small gentle thrusts that gradually built up. The incredible feeling of laying on top of his muscular body and only having to move his hips felt so amazing. Neither of them in a rush allowed their love making to develop, Charlie taking his time managed to hold back to revel in the sensations. The strangest feeling of all was that his cock was enjoying the sex as much as he was. Something he had never encountered before and it felt amazing, his body having double the sex in very different ways. his body reacting to the sex in his cock, his cock reacting to the sex in his body. His body relaxed freeing him to enjoy the moment, gently sexual caressing with his cock, changing to harder thrusts then easing off and speeding up again. Trying out new techniques but always ending up deep inside Carrington, his body warm and perspiring laid firmly on top of Carrington's feeling the warmth exchanging between them. The subtle and pleasing moans coming from Carrington revealing what he liked allowing Charlie to focus on those moves in particular. Sex had been just sex previously and Charlie was finding with every minute that passed there was so much more to sex. It wasn't just about the orgasm with Carrington it was the connection between them on every level imaginable. Raising himself up on his arms Charlie bore down on Carrington urged on by the way his arse would push up waiting and greeting his cock, 'Oh Charlie fuck me' Carrington begged slipping in to his part Mexican accent. His hips pushed up hard against Carrington's arse grinding and thrusting deeply penetrating. Charlie groaned feeling his balls tingle the rush of adrenaline surpassing normal levels and spiralling out of control in his body. Quicker and harder he fucked, the tingling in his balls moving to a ravaging primal urge to breed. Unable to stop himself the orgasm already spreading through his body he moaned slamming his hips down hard, 'Yes' Carrington cried out 'oh fuck I love you' he cried banging his legs on the bed. He could feel every electrifying pulse and jerk releasing from Charlie's cock relentlessly pumping ribbons of cum in to his arse. Charlie's body froze in a rigid state from the force of his orgasm, moaning that boarded on crying from the way it was tearing through his body. Carrington felt the full weight of Charlie collapse on top of him, quickly grabbing his hands holding them tightly waiting for the body on top of him to relax. The panting, deep breaths, chest heaving lying on top of Carrington in a stunned state of what he had just experienced. Words could not describe how his body felt or what was running through his mind. All he did know was his cock still stood hard and lodged firmly inside Carrington, there was no comprehension of where any of this came from. He felt so elated and continued running his fingers across Carrington's arms, Carrington's head laid to the side watching and smiling but neither one could speak or even find the words to express themselves. His fingers reaching Carrington's palms then fingers and entwining firmly clasping together, that simple act filled Charlie with a love he knew was real. Resting his head down and facing Carrington he smiled kissing him gently on the lips 'I love you Carrington' he whispered softly, his eyes fixed firmly looking deep in to Carrington's. The smile broadened across his face moving closer to Charlie until their lips touched, fingers squeezing to reinforce their love and an ensuing kiss that lasted minutes. By morning Charlie woke to find himself still in Carrington's arms, having had the best nights sleep in ages helped by the warmth of the body and arms that held him all night. Carrington tightened his hold and pulled Charlie on to of him. Charlie let out a happy giggle 'Morning he mumbled. Carrington smiled stroking Charlie's back and kissing him tenderly 'We have plenty of time to explore sex when your ready' he said almost as if he could read Charlie like a book. 'Thank you' Charlie replied, hearing the words helped to relax his body and revel in the feeling of Carrington's body and touch. The occasional fondle took place amongst the kissing, there was no doubt that Charlie got ever more aroused just by their skin touching and laying close together. The way he caressed Charlie and ran his fingers over his arse was new but incredibly enjoyable, interaction playing both ways, eyes only for each other. Giggling. Smiling. Kissing. He knew a time was looming when Carrington would want to make love to him, a couple of days ago it would have worried the hell out of them. Not anymore though, he could see Carrington was a sensible and considerate person and would be able to explore things at his own pace. For now, he was well seduced in to fucking Carrington and wanted to do it again. Carrington got out of bed still holding Charlie and carried him to the bathroom putting him down in the shower, patting his arse several times and having a squeeze. Carrington left him to shower whilst he put some coffee on. In the kitchen Carrington pulled his mobile phone out and twisting it around in his hand looking at it, sighing he put the phone down on the counter and put some coffee on to brew. Picking the phone up again he was fighting himself inside, maybe he should tell Charlie first. One thing for sure was his parents would appear if he broke the news to them, no matter if he told them not to come they would ignore Carrington and turn up anyway. He put the phone down again thinking that Charlie may not be ready for full force of his parents and the subtle way of judging his new boyfriend. After all Joey had not impressed them and gave Carrington a clear warning to get his head out of the clouds and see him for the gold digger he was. Then there was the whole issue of moving to England, he owed them everything and that was the hardest part around his reluctance to move. Carrington opened the group chat with his parents and started typing 'Please don't panic or do anything rash but I am sure I have found the one, he flew over from England to find me. I need some time' he stopped typing hearing Charlie's footsteps softly padding down the staircase. Turning the phone in his hand to hit the close button his finger accidentally swiping the send button firing off the message to his parents without him knowing. Opening his eyes and looking up the sky he could hear the sound of the river gently flowing close to where they laid. Rubbing his wrist the clanging of the chain from the handcuff Joshua sat up and looked at Aaron. In the subsequent days since their altercation in the room Joshua refused to speak to Aaron, the silence between them sometimes erupting in to a tempestuous argument. Aaron was still seething from the attack Joshua did, he had got tested and confirmed he had been exposed. Given PREP to take in the hope it would stem the infection getting hold he played it down with Joshua, he wasn't about to let him know and give him the upper hand. Angry as he was with Joshua he found it a rather devilish act that strangely made him admire him more. Joshua was allowed out for a walk twice a day chained to Aaron, finally calming down and talking more with Tanner it was seen as progress. He hated being cuffed to Aaron, part of him behaved knowing what Aaron was capable of. Aaron on the other hand took no notice of Joshua and treated him like a dog on a leash, constantly looking at his watch waiting for the hour to be up and drag him back to the room. When they did look at each other Joshua would produce an evil smirk that wound Aaron up. A game that Joshua found amusing but also knew when to stop it before any retaliation happened, he knew he had met his match with Aaron who could easily bring him down if he wanted to. Joshua felt his arm being tugged as Aaron stood up partly dragging Joshua with him back to the estate house. Reluctantly with no choice he followed back to his room, as usual Aaron forced Joshua on to the bed holding him down whilst Sven unlock the cuff around Joshua's wrist. Joshua instantly flipped on to his stomach and wait for Aaron to look at him whilst closing the door, he grinned rubbing his crotch at Aaron. The moment the door locked Joshua laughed, Aaron heard him and would smile walking away behind Sven. Sven turned to Aaron noticing the smile "What are you smiling about?" he asked. Aaron winked "Him, cute piece of British ass" he replied. Sven tutted walking towards the stairs "He is cute but not my type". Aaron laughed "Not old enough for you" he replied. Sven smiled and nodded. "You on the other hand seem to be enjoying him" Sven said standing at the top of the stairs. Aaron patted him on the shoulder "He plays a good game, not as good as me" he said confidently. "You reckon, £100 says you can't win him over" Sven said offering his hand. Aaron rubbed his chin "Deal" he said shaking Sven's hand, "How do I know if I have won though?". Sven laughed "Get him to be your boyfriend" he said walking down the stairs laughing. "Very funny" Aaron replied chasing him, "You drive a hard bargain but you got a bet dude". "If I do it will be for real though" Aaron said heading to the kitchen. Sven turned and shouted after him "Somehow I believe you". Over the following days Tanner was getting through to Joshua bit by bit, opening up and finally admitting to himself more than anything that his desire to possess was borne out of his own insecurities around love. His experiences of growing up around a father who was possessive and then to experience a string a dead end sexual encounters affected his way of thinking. He saw love only as a means to own and control an item irrelevant of what it was. Gradually a trust built up and Tanner even allowed Joshua to join him for dinner several times and walk in the grounds without being handcuffed to Aaron but always with Aaron and Sven by his side. On the third day of his so called freedom the thought of escaping had crossed his mind, without knowing where he actually was he could only assume the estate was in the UK somewhere. He had ample chance of making a run for it and when the time was right he couldn't bring himself to do it. A failed attempt would probably result in him being drugged again and shackled to Aaron for his walks. He was the most part a prisoner here, a prisoner in a beautiful room that was now being well looked after. Then there was Aaron, his ever so quiet rapist as he called him. Undoubtedly there was sparks, both aggressive as each other and they say opposites attract he mused. Sven took a phone call and had to return to the estate house, he produced the handcuffs standing in front of Joshua. "Do you really need them?" Joshua asked looking at him, "I promise not to do anything". Sven smirked "Okay, you know the walls are too high to scale" he said putting them away. "He won't run for it, he doesn't want to be drugged up anymore" Aaron added glancing at him. "Can we go sit by the river?" Joshua asked Aaron, "I find it relaxing". Aaron chuckled "As long as you don't try to jump in, it is cold and the current strong". Joshua looked at him "I am not a complete twat" he replied looking annoyed. Sven laughed walking off and glancing back a few times to make sure Aaron was okay with him. Aaron kept very close to Joshua walking along the front of the house and across the perfectly manicured lawns and flower beds, the sight instantly reminding him of Conrad and wondering what he was doing right now and if he was still with that othe young lad. Weirdly the thought filled him with dark happiness, dark for the things he put Conrad through, but the happiness from the nights they spent together after meeting. His hand constantly brushing against Aaron's started to linger with each brush. Joshua glanced at him every time it happened. Aaron paying no attention to it got him a little pissed off and on the next brush he grabbed Aaron's hand and held it. Aaron still paid no real attention to Joshua but he felt Aaron's hand responding and holding his firmly. Inside he was smiling and tried to stop it showing on his face acting normally as they walked down to the banks of the river. Joshua let go and laid down on his back. Aaron sat next to him watching for any sudden movements. Seeing him in the sunlight and appearing relaxed, Aaron was seeing a true side to him, a very natural look that was captivating and taking his breath away. Joshua laid there with his eyes closed in tranquillity and breathing steadily, a trick Tanner had taught him a couple of days ago, it helped clear his mind and process thoughts with greater clarity. He could imagine and feel the river in his head and sense the closeness of Aaron. his hand moved across and touched Aaron's arm, slowly he stroked it and glint of a smile broadened across his mouth. Aaron glanced down at his arm then at Joshua, the sight overwhelming him. Aaron leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips then abruptly sat up again unsure what had come over him. Joshua licked his lips and murmured lightly not wanting to make a big thing out of it. It was a pleasant unexpected surprise, Joshua put his hand down his shorts placing it over his cock feeling the warmth from his erection and returned to his steady breathing. Aaron fighting the temptation to kiss him again, gone was the urge to rape him again only to be replaced by an affection that bolted through Aaron almost taking the legs from under him. No matter how or what he thought of Joshua he simply loved the cocky arrogance and weird accent of this sexually attractive guy. Aaron tapped Joshua on the arm telling him they had to get back to the house, he helped Joshua to his feet who looked at him briefly then turned to face the estate house. Aaron walked by his side and this time he took the reigns and held Joshua's hand tightly all the way back to the house. Instead of heading back to his room Aaron escorted him to one of the lounges. "Tanner will see you in here" Aaron informed Joshua letting go of his hand. Joshua nodded "You trust me not to break anything then?" he asked with irony. "No, but Tanner has trust in you so don't ruin it " Aaron replied with a little sarcasm. Joshua looked at him "You don't trust me do you?" he asked. Aaron grinned "No" he leaned forward and kissed Joshua on the lips, "Not yet anyway". Joshua stood with a silly shy grin on his face that Aaron had never seen before. He chuckled and left the lounge with Tanner walking in through the opposite door inviting Joshua to sit and take tea with him, already Tanner noticed a stark difference in Joshua this morning. He knew all about that evening and warned Aaron to tread carefully and not to put himself in any dangerous situation with him. After two hours calmly talking Joshua had broken down, the touchy subject of his father's possessiveness paved the way for him to open up more. Anger at the subterfuge used by his father growing up, the constant guilt trips and suppression all melted over years resulting in the Joshua that sat in front of Tanner. He sat there pouring another cup of tea for Joshua allowing him to release all his anger and frustration. Tanner called for Aaron and waited whilst Joshua reflected and wiped his eyes. "Aaron take Joshua out for a walk and then join us for lunch" Tanner said standing up. Aaron could see the upset in his eyes "Come on Joshua" he said taking his hand. Aaron squeezed it comfortingly taking him outside where they walked in silence through the gardens stopping and sitting down in the herb garden at the back of the estates kitchen. Joshua was still pretty upset and in turmoil from his conversation with Tanner leaned his head against Aaron's shoulder staring blankly at the river. Aaron looked at him noticing his eyes full of water and a tear trickling down over his cheek, sitting in absolute silence was a broken Joshua. Aaron lifted his arm carefully putting it around Joshua's shoulder holding him. The sight almost distressing Aaron out had seen this before with other patients, only this one didn't have the comfort of anyone to help him through this part of the process. Sometimes he wondered if Tanner had a sixth sense to detect when a person was at their most vulnerable, it certainly seemed that way today the way he treated Joshua so warmly. Right now he was happy to be Joshua's rock to lean against and would help him on his recovery. Deciding on a long weekend Carrington stretched in bed on his back turning his head making sure Charlie was still there. Fast asleep and by his side filling his heart with happiness was Charlie, so far every morning he had to check to ensure if was not a figment of his imagination. So happy he wanted to bounce his feet under the sheet, instead he controlled himself and settled on just being able to watch him sleep. Saturday mornings just couldn't get any better he thought to himself, he was making plans on showing Charlie around for the next three days until his train of thought of interrupted by his message alert going off. His phone was on the other side of the bedroom and he couldn't be bothered to go and look since it would wake his man up. The noise stirred Charlie from his sleep and instantly sensing Carrington in bed his hand moved across touching Carrington and making him jump a little. Finding Carrington's nipple he pinched and pulled making Carrington roll over close giggling 'Cuddles' Charlie said in his sleep voice. Carrington kissed him on the head placing his arm and leg over Charlie allowing him to get close. Within minutes they were both fast asleep again.

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

Especially when he cums in my ass!

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

My last public fucking was over the weekend at a local ABS. I was cruised by this hot black guy who sat down beside me and immediately pulled out his cock. It was a solid 7" and ooo so nice. I hit my knees and began to suck him. He leaned down and whispered in my ear that he wanted to fuck me. I got up and turned around and impaled my ass on his cock. Fucked cowgirl for a while then he pushed me forward into the couch in front of us and fucked me from behind. His thrusting was so good as I squeezed on his cock. Didn't take long until I felt him stiffen up and shoot a nice load of jizz into me. So much fun being a bareback slut.

I just got fucked in an alley right downtown off Yonge Street during the middle of a sunny weekday. met the guy at the corner and followed him to the alley. he took me behind a dumpster and told me to pull down my shorts and bend over. I took them right off. he pulled my shirt up to may neck and slid right in meant started fucking (I was pre-lubed with another guys load. nice cock, nice fuck. got seen by a couple guys but he didn't even stop railing me until he shot his load in me then pulled out and walked away without saying a word to me. I put my shorts back on and left.

I'm an epidemiologist. I rationalise my visits here as "field research" 🙈

6. Safe as Homes Fabien watched James quickly drink the contents of the juice box. He knew that there was another 1.5ml of G in each one. Unlike James, Fabien nursed his drink, suddenly having to chug it as the Uber pulled in to the curb. "Here," the driver said. "You boys have fun," he said, smiling. "Don't forget your bag," he mentioned to Fabien. "Thanks," Fabien said. He reached back into the car to grab the party bag Tiago had given him. "Gonna fuck him up?" the driver said. "Your friend?" Fabien noticed the driver for the first time. He wasn't that tall, but he had a tight, muscular body. He had dark hair, and a thick, Arab beard. He wasn't that bad looking. "Hell yeah," Fabien said. "Rape him good." "Well. If you need any help, let me know." He handed Fabien a card with a number scribbled on it. Fabien stuck it in his pocket, grabbed the bag, and closed the door. He wondered how James would look if he were impaled on Omar's thick cock. "Where are you?" he asked James. "This way," James said, and lead him through the gates to the apartment complex. "Where did the guy live?" Fabien asked. He could see James shiver. He wondered what memory the question had brought back. His dick throbbed at the possibilities. "Sorry," he said, "I mean, if it brought back anything bad." James stopped, and Fabien put his arms around him. "It's good," Fabien said. "It's hard," James said. "I just. I don't know what to do." "You don't have to do anything at all. It was something very hard for you." James was crying again. Fabien wished his cock wasn't quite so hard. "Thank you." He pointed at a corner several floors up. "There," he said. "4F. I can't forget it." "How does it make you feel? Seeing it now?" "Angry. Mad. Helpless. Scared." "Let's go," Fabien said. "Get you in your apartment. Probably don't want to meet him right now." "No. No. It's not going to happen," James said, panic in his voice, almost like he was once more face to face with Conrad. "I just can't. No." "Where are you?" Fabien asked. "Get you somewhere safe." "Yeah. Safe." James was shaking; Fabien wondered just how much G was in the juice box. Not to mention what he had taken earlier, and he couldn't forget the booty bump. "Please. Safe." "Where?" Fabien asked. Finally, James began to walk towards a distant door. It was off a hallway from the central atrium; the hallway was lit with a flickering florescent bulb. James fumbled with the key, but eventually got the door open. The apartment was spare; it was mostly filled by bed in one corner, a worn sofa in another, and the battered table and two wooden chairs by the small kitchen area. "Home," James said. "I dunno. I don't want to hurt." "Let me hold you," Fabien said. "You don't have to do anything. You can just share with me." James nodded, the tears in his eyes. Fabien took off his shoes, watch, and emptied his pockets. James did the same, leaving his phone on the floor next to the bed. The two men climbed into bed. "I can't forget his laugh." James finally said. "It's what I remember most." "His laugh?" Fabien asked. "When I told him to stop. He laughed at me. Then just said, 'But I haven't cum yet,'" "What did you do?" "I was tied up. Blindfolded." James paused; he was starting to sob. "I couldn't do anything. And he knew it." Fabien's cock was stiff. He wanted to adjust it, but he wanted to hear what James would say next. "He knew it. And he just laughed." "Did he cum in you?" Fabien asked. "After that?" "Yeah. He did. Twice I think." "You think?" Fabien asked. "I was blindfolded. And there were other guys there too. Watching me. Laughing." "How many? Guys there, I mean." "Three? Four? It was hard to keep track." "Did they all fuck you?" "I think so." He sobbed quietly, not wanting Fabien to know just how weak he was. "I don't know. I couldn't do anything to stop them." James's phone buzzed. He reached down and grabbed it. It was a message from Tim. "Tiago said you had a bad night?" "I should answer this," James managed to say. He turned back to the phone. "Yeah. Made bad choices." "There was so much cum in your hole," Fabien said. "Earlier. When Dr. T had you open." James's phone buzzed again. "We all do that. You just have to learn what you did wrong, and make better choices in the future." Tiago continued to type. "I've got a meeting. But Tiago said you have a friend there. I'll come by your place in an hour. You can tell me what happened." "Sure," James wrote back. "I guess." He wasn't sure if he wanted to tell another person about the dicks that had forced themselves into him. "Sorry," he said to Fabien. "Friend. He might come over later." "That's cool. Just a friend? Or have you guys fucked too?" James hesitated. He hated how every question Fabien asked made him seem like even more of a slut. "Don't worry," Fabien said. "I know you've done a lot. You said you liked to party. And Tiago said he fucked you. It's cool." "Yeah," James said. "He fucked me. A lot. And.." "Yeah?" "He and Tiago shared me." "Damn. That's hot. Were you high?" "Yeah." "Did the guy give you drugs too?" "He did. More than I wanted." "That's intense. Did you pass out?" "I...I..." James stammered again. "I can't really remember. There's gaps. I don't remember. And then I do." "You don't have to remember anything you don't want to," Fabien said. "Just remember the good things, right?" He was nodding, just like Tiago had taught him; James started to nod as well. "Hey. Let's smoke a bit, ok? You already got some. I need to catch up." "Yeah, I guess," James said. He was lying down, but he wanted to get up and move around. He felt warm, and happy; there was even a bead of sweat on his forehead. His hole was itching, and as much as he hated it, he wanted to get fucked. He wanted to feel Tiago hold him. He looked up at Fabien. He had found a glass pipe, and was heating up the bowl. "Do a few hits with me," Fabien said, and then started to inhale deeply. James remembered how the clouds had tasted and good he had felt when Tim had shared it with Tiago and him. But as soon as he remembered that, he remembered how Conrad had forced him to inhale the crystal clouds. James tensed, his body twitching, remembering what had happened. "You ok," Fabien asked. "You tensed up." Fabien inhaled from the glass pipe. "Just. Memories. It's hard." Fabien exhaled. "From last night?" James nodded. Fabien smiled. "What happened," he asked. "I want to hear it." Fabien inhaled again. It was a long, slow draw. "I was tied up. Blindfolded," James said. "I could hear him. Hear him hitting the pipe. He did massive hits." "Do one with me," Fabien said. He leaned in, and pressed his lips against James's mouth. Before he knew what he had done, James had opened his mouth. Fabien took immediate advantage, and exhaled his cloud directly down James's throat. "It's so good," Fabien said, kissing James. "This feels good, doesn't it?" James nodded. "Yeah," he finally said. The crystal was warm and made his mind spin. "He did massive hits?" Fabien asked, reminding James of his tale. "He forced it into me. I was too high, too tired to do anything. I had to take it." "It's better now," Fabien said. He handed James the pipe. It was warm and smoking. "You can do a hit on your own," he said. "Remember how good it can feel?" James nodded, and let himself take a slow hit from the pipe. "That's it. No worries. Enjoy it." James felt his lungs fill. His head was filling with familiar, sleazy thoughts. The memories came with them. He gasped, a bit of smoke escaping. "You ok?" Fabien asked. James paused and held the smoke in. Fabien took the pipe, and heated it up again. James exhaled. "Just. Just another memory." "I'm here," Fabien said. "Tell me what happened." Fabien inhaled again. "He put some tina on his cock," James said. "I didn't want to get fucked. I didn't want more drugs. I told him no." "But?" Fabien said, before returning to the pipe. "He did it. He fucked me. It hurt. Like my ass was on fire." "He didn't take no," Fabien said. James nodded. "Take another hit." Fabien passed the pipe to James. "Smoking will help you. Get you in a better headspace." "Yeah?" James asked. "I just want to forget." Fabien nodded, and James started to suck on the glass stem. "Just let yourself feel good for a moment," Fabien said. He watched James hit the pipe. Fabien saw how James was staring at him. Fabien smiled, but let James take a huge hit before gently nodding his head. James held the hit for nearly thirty seconds, before finally exhaling a thick cloud of smoke. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck," James said. "Fuck." "Feeling it?" Fabien asked. "Yeah. I am. It's. It's" "It's good," Fabien said. "It's really good for you." He held up the torch, and lit it. "Now. Do another hit. And tell me another story about last night."

3. A Demonstration "Just relax," Tiago said. "I hope this is going to go by quickly." Tiago was trying not to stare at the boy's ass, so perfectly on display and available. He'd get it soon enough. "Focus on something for me," Tiago said. "Please?" "What?" James said, trying not to panic. He focused on Tiago's hand against his skin, the doctor's soothing voice. "Please. Something." "Of course," Tiago said. "Just go, 'ahhhhh' for me. Focus on that phase." "Ahhhhhh," James said, spreading his mouth open. It did feel better. He opened his eyes for a moment. Tiago was had one hand up, holding a flashlight. He dipped it down when James opened his eyes. Fabien had a phone in his hand, and was recording everything that happened. "Ahhhh," James continued, closing his eyes again. It wasn't as bad as the night before, and it needed to happen. "I'm going to help you," Tiago said. "Make that easier." James felt him slip the metal wire spreader back into his mouth. "Don't fight it. Let me help you." The metal slid in. This time, it wasn't cold. It was strangely warm, and James let the doctor force his mouth open. "I just need to examine your throat, ok?" James nodded. He was still gently going "ahhhh," and the short mantra was calming the young man. Tiago pushed the head support back into the exam table, and let James's head hang down. "That's good," Tiago said. "Here," he said, and motioned Fabien to come over. He turned on a small flashlight, and shined it into James's mouth. "See? There. Around the back of his throat." "What's that?" Fabien asked. He pointed the phone into James's mouth as Tiago lit up each of the purple splotches. "There's a lot of them." "It's bruising," Tiago said. "How did he get bruised back there? What's it from?" Tiago turned his attention back to James. "I need to show Fabien how this happens. Just nod if it's all right. It will only take a minute." James's head was spinning a bit, and it was getting harder for him to concentrate on anything. James saw Tiago nodding, and he nodded. "Yeah," he finally said. "Thank you," Tiago said, and turned his attention back to Fabien. "It's bruising from a dick. It's from getting throat-fucked." "Fuck? Really? How?" Fabien asked. He looked confused; Tiago wondered how much experience he had in receiving oral sex. Tiago ran his hand over James's exposed body, across his flat, hairy chest and his chest. "Relax," he told the young man. He gently squeezed the tabs at the side of the spreader, forcing James's mouth open even further. Then he unfastened his chinos, and pulled out his cock. "Easier to show," he said. Fabien stared at the doctor's erect cock. "You getting this?" Fabien fumbled with the phone slightly, focusing it on Tiago's erection. "Yeah," he said. "For sure." "Good. Now, this is how you should fuck a throat." Fabien stared as Tiago pressed his dick into James's mouth. The wire spreader held James's mouth open, letting Tiago push all the way to the back of the young man's mouth. "Ugggh," James grunted, unprepared for the sudden intrusion. "It's going to be ok," Tiago said. "Just relax. This is just a demonstration. It's nothing real." He turned his attention back to Fabien. "Now, If I just push a bit harder, I'll be in his throat." He flexed his hips, and suddenly, several more inches of dick disappeared into James's throat. "hat's good," he said to James. James grunted, and started to struggle against the restraints. At the same time, Tiago just moaned. "Feels so fucking good. Wet and warm and tight." He did a few short strokes in and out; Fabien stared as Tiago's cock went even deeper into James's throat. "Fuck. Nothing like a good deep-throat blow job." "He's good?" "Amazing. You know, it feels so damn good. But as I said. If you're too aggressive, you can bruise the throat." He pulled his cock back from James's throat, leaving just the cockhead in his mouth. The boy was still struggling against the restraints, but Tiago didn't seem to care. "That's what happened to him last night." "Is that bad?" "Not really. It heals pretty quickly. But the next day or two, cocksucker's got a really sore throat." He turned his attention to James. "You had a sore throat when you came in, right?" James nodded as best he could. He was trying not to remember how similar Tiago's cock felt to the dicks the night before. He wanted to be home. He wanted this to end. He wanted to be Under the covers and alone and safe. Not out here, his body naked, and a stranger watching him get throat fucked. "Please," he said, wanting it end. "Almost," Tiago said. "One more example. Remember. This is just a demonstration. You don't have to worry about it." He turned to Fabien. "This is not how you should do it." Tiago suddenly pushed his cock all the way into James's mouth. "AAAARGH," James practically screamed, despite the cock clogging his throat and the metal spreader keeping his jaw locked open. Tiago stroked his cock in and out a few times, each stroke eliciting a new moan of agony from James. "You see?" he asked Fabien. Fabien just stared at the scene, utterly transfixed. His dick was rock-hard as he imagined the possibilities that had just been laid out for him. Tiago prompted him. "You see?" "Yeah," Fabien finally said. He was still holding the camera in one hand, the lens pointed at the intense throat fucking that Tiago was delivering. "Yeah." "Good," Tiago said, and pulled his cock out of James's mouth. "It's over, James," he said. "It wasn't that bad, now was it?" Tiago asked. James nodded. "I knew you could do it." He turned back to Fabien. "Got that? How to slide in properly?" Fabien nodded. "How much can he take, when he's like that? You know. Opened up?" "A lot," Tiago said. He turned back to James, and without any warning, slowly pressed the full length of his phallus into the young man's throat. James struggled at first, but then accepted it. "Show me yours," Tiago said, nodding at Fabien's visible erection. The black man unzipped his jeans, and slowly fished out his tool. It was thick, long, and hard, easily an inch or two longer that Tiago's seven and half inch endowment. "This?" Fabien asked. "Definitely. Try it." Tiago suddenly pulled his cock all the way out from James's throat, leaving the boy gasping like a beached fish. "Ease, Ooo. Ahtp," James grunted through the pain in his throat and the constraints of the mouth spreader. He was struggling against the leather straps across his chest, but his frantic efforts were going nowhere. "Just once, quickly," Tiago said to Fabien. "His throat is already pretty destroyed from last night. It's going to be hard for him to take all of it for very long." He took the camera from Fabien, and knelt down beside James. "You can do this," he said to James. "You can help Fabien get it right, and that's important, right? It's important." James nodded. Fabien immediately pressed his cockhead into James's mouth. The mouth spreader was wide open, and even so, it was still hard for Fabien to navigate his thick black shaft to the entrance of James's throat. "Found it?" Tiago said. Fabien nodded. "Go for it," Tiago said. "James is ready for it, aren't you?" James was fighting to keep his composure. He wanted to scream. He wanted to run away, and never have to think about this again. But all of that was too much. It was all too much, the bright light of the examination room, the relentless weight of the leather restraints, and the dense softness of the cock pressed against his tonsils. "Go on," Tiago said Fabien pushed, just like Tiago had demonstrated. Several inches of his cock disappeared into James's mouth. "Oh fuck," Fabien moaned. James moaned. Fabien's cock was bigger than he imagined it would be. Tiago watched. He carefully recorded James's throat bulging out from the sheer girth of Fabien's tool. Tiago wondered what it had been like, when James had been properly high and restrained. He wondered what James sounded like when he was begging. "You see?" Tiago said. "This is amazing," Fabien said. "Fucking amazing." "Now. Just once. Try just forcing it in." Tiago put his hand on James's chest. "It's just once, ok? You can do this." James whimpered, but nodded in agreement. "Go ahead," Tiago told Fabien. Fabien had pulled out far enough that just the tip of his dick was still in James's mouth. As soon as Tiago gave him permission, he slammed his cock into the young man's throat. James's body stiffened, and he grunted in agony. Fabien laughed at James's reaction. He was enjoying his power, and clearly reveled in the response he was getting from James. "Taking it all," Fabien said. "Like a good cocksucker." He pulled out, and pushed in again. Once more, James struggled against the invasion, but he was powerless to stop it. "This is fucking amazing," he said. "I could do this all day." "So, you see how that happens?" "Yeah," Fabien said. "Just like this," he said, and used it as an excuse to slam-fuck James's throat once more. The young man was straining against the leather straps. His eyes were red from the tears. "Fuck," he said, as his dick disappeared into James's throat once more. "FUCK," he grunted. "That's enough for now," Tiago said, and pulled Fabien away from James. The black man's cock was stiff, glistening with James's spit. Tiago had been a bit surprised at how much the young man had gotten off on fucking James's throat. He wondered what Fabien could do when he was tweaked, particularly when he had a submissive boy like James to play with. "There's still a lot we need to do."

All this post tells me is that the gay “community” is not ready to have a real conversation about race. Most of the time, you are hearing from dudes who are whining about not hooking up with white dudes or who are not going to tell the truth because they are afraid of loosing sexual access to a certain group of people. Once a guy tells you he is not interested in having sexual access to you, most of these “preference” dudes feel powerless and are not interested in any conversation in which they are not in a power position. Just my opinion.

We're entitled to our preferences, but we need to be respectful.

My Black Lover It was Saturday morning. I had gotten up, taken a shit and pissed, and was shaving. I had just gotten to the final part, shaving around my beard, when he popped in. I saw his smiling black face in the mirror. He came up behind me and wrapped me in his black arms, eventually working his fingers around my nips, rolling them between fingers and thumbs. I felt his hard cock against my thigh. "Hon, you can't fuck me here, I haven't cleaned out yet, you'll get shit and cum all over the floor," I said. He just smiled at me and said "Ahm already greast up, lem'me in." He was working his cock into my ass cheeks, and I could feel the lube. So I centered it on my sphincter and relaxed and let him in. He thrust straight up my ass, all the way. I took a big inhale and then relaxed, and he began to fuck me. Just like usual, he went right into the heavy strokes, pushing me down on the sink. I had put down the razor and just relaxed and let him do his thing, which was to fuck another big load up my ass. He was a great fucker, as I had found out many times. After he had cum, I told him "Don't pull out, just turn us around and let's get in the shower." He turned us facing the shower, and I opened the door and turned it on and got it to the right temperature. Then we both got in and he pulled out and rinsed his cock clean and got out. I finished my usual shower and shampooed my hair and beard. When I was done I turned the shower to the hose and cleaned out thoroughly. When I was clean I turned it off and was about to get out when he came back and turned me around and put my arms on the wall and thrust his cock up my ass again. This time I was wide open from just having cleaned out. He pulled out, examined his cock, which was perfectly clean, and told me "Afta you dry off, go lean ovah th'bed." Of course by the time I had done this he was greased up again and ready to go, so we fucked doggie for a time, then he had me get up on the bed (actually he lifted me up and threw me down on the bed on my back) and he got over me and we finished the fuck in the missionary position. This was more of a lover's fuck, as he laid on me and we kissed as he fucked. I loved having his hairy chest against mine. That was until he rose up on his arms and got his knees and thighs under my hips and turned me up so he was fucking down into my ass. At that point I finally blew my load between us, and he grunted and planted his load in my ass. He laid there on top of me for a while, kissing me and each of us telling the other how we had enjoyed that fuck. After we had both rinsed off in the shower, he told me not to bother with clothes, so we just cleaned up around the house for a couple hours, till he felt like doing it again. This time was in the living room, over the arm of the couch. "Jus need t'knock off a piece," as he put it. It seemed like I got fucked about every two hours, but sometimes I was able to suck his cock and save my ass for later. Finally, about 10 PM, I told him we needed to get dressed and go to the bar. I needed to get out of the house and hopefully find someone for me to fuck, but I didn't tell him that. I told him he needed to find another guy to fuck. So he was happy to accompany me to the bar. Once there he found a friend of his, Alvin. Now Alvin was not like Dwayne. Dwayne was about 6'2", cornrowed hair, thin mustache, rather wiry but muscular. I originally invited him home to see if he was hung as I had heard all blacks were. He wasn't; he was about 7 1/2" hard, but he was insatiable as a fucker. I had never had a man fuck me as much as he did. Now Alvin was built more like a bear, a black bear. He was thicker all over, muscular but not a body builder, he just looked like he worked for a living. He was about 6' tall, had bushy hair (I eventually found it all over him) and a beard. After chatting with Dwayne and me for a while, Dwayne asked him if he'd like to come home with us. I think he'd told him I was a bottom, at least I imagine he did. Cause when we got home, we all had a beer, and then the clothes came off, and both men were all over me. And I discovered that Alvin had a big thick uncut cock about 8". So for the rest of the night I had a man in my ass and another in my mouth, and I usually didn't know which one was where. I was used in every position you can imagine. By the time that Alvin left in the morning, I was exhausted. I went to sleep on my tummy, with Dwayne fucking me. On Sunday I told Dwayne we needed a day to nap. So we ate a little and napped a lot all day, till it was bedtime. Then I got the usual fuck before we went to sleep. On Monday Dwayne was up early and off to work after a cup of coffee and a donut or bagel. When I got up I just put the sheets in the laundry and then cleaned up and napped on the couch. I was still wiped from Saturday night. When it got to be 4 PM I knew to be naked and cleaned out. I had a towel and lube by the front door. When Dwayne came in, all greasy and dirty from working on cars in the garage where he worked, I just unzipped his pants and sucked him up, and then gave him the lube and bent over the arm of the sofa. He proceeded to give me a fine fuck, and then he got in the shower and cleaned up. I made supper for us. After we ate he read the paper and we watched TV. Since he had to be up early, we were in bed before 10 PM. But we didn't go right to sleep. He had to fuck me; tonight it was two times, one doggie, and then facing each other, with a lot of kissing. He practically fell asleep on top of me. I did get him to roll over so I could go dump the cum out and finally get some sleep, too. Now I've been retired for six years. I went to the bar to get a man to bring home. I thought a black man would be interesting, and I was hoping he'd be hung. Instead I got a man that lives for sex. There's nothing wrong with that. We had a Friday night of sex, and he went home. This was followed by a Saturday night of sex when he came back, and then he left and I thought I wouldn't see him again. But Monday evening he came back, and Tuesday evening, and by Wednesday I gave him a key. He had been living in a cheap motel not far away. He brought in what he owned after that, just several different sets of clothes. When I was young, I was a Boy and had a Dad that loved to fuck me. Then as I got older I became the Dad and had several different Boys. But I never figured I was going to be an old bottom for a younger man. I want to see if I can get Dwayne to go to the bar and look for a younger man for me to fuck, as well as someone else for him to fuck. I don't think this is going to last. But as long as it does, I'll carry through. Perhaps this is the final stage for me. Jerry Prince RawTopDad@aol.com June 4, 2019

Part 2 That's all it took, they all stripped n had him on the floor naked shoving shards into his cock starved virgin hole as he attacked every dick he could get his lips on like hed been doing it all his life. Moaning like a whore in heat humping the hand fingering his fuckhole full of slut making shards. Man if he wasnt so fking tight I'd swear hes done it before. Jim said. Yeah u love ur boypussy getting fingered huh faggot? Yeah ur definately a fag, look at ur hungry mouth slurping those big dicks! You a dirty lil cockwhore cumdump queer boy neal? Mmmmmm God! Aaaaaaa yes sir! I knew I was cus I've always wanted dick, God I need it pounding my cockstarved fuck hole, please take my cherry! Pound my faggot ass! Jim jumped in position, put his legs on his shoulders n rubbed his cock up n down the fags hungry fuckhole. Yeah u lil tease, uve been teasing our cocks all day now we're gonna make you the biggest slut in town, u love that dont ha faggot? Omg yes! Tear my fuckhole up n feed n breed my slutty lil fuckholes! And just like that jim rammed his 8" dick balls deep in the lil starved fuckboys ass n took his cherry.

I’m happy with my hairy ass and I also LOVE other guys with hairy asses - I could eat and fuck a hot, sweaty hairy ass for days on end...

Chapter one: Monday: conclusion. Five minutes left until closing time. The sauna was empty except for me, the cleaning was done. All I was doing was sat contemplating what to do. I locked the front door and shut down the pc. Home time. Or sex time. Whichever I decided to do. I left the building locking the staff door behind me. As I fumbled with the lock I heard a scuffling behind me and before I could turn around an arm hooked around my neck and breath warmed my cheek... "Are you the dirty whore I've been told to expect? Don't bother answering it makes no difference. You are leaving here with my gift regardless." I started to struggle but his arm pulled back and my air was slowly being cut off. In my panic I felt his hand pull my shorts down and a finger slide in me. "Ooh still wet. Naughty boy. Let's make you gush." Before I could even really take in what was happening he was balls deep pumping hard. Grunting. His arm snaked from around my neck and grabbed the back of my head. Suddenly he slammed my head straight into the wall and star exploded in front of my eyes. I heard a gasp and felt my hole get slicker. "Youre coming with me." Dazed and unable to fight back I was lifted over his shoulder, my keys still in the door, my phone slipped from my shorts and clattered to the floor. "Don't worry boy you won't be needed that anymore, where you are going the only thing you'll be worried about it your hole being bred." Slowly darkness crept into my vision and the blackness of unconscious ate me up.

Chapter One: Monday Part Two. I didn't dare move. His balls resting on my ass. "Let's play a game shall we?" Rob rocked back and forth slightly. I wouldn't call it fucking me but it definitely teasing. "You have to answer my questions honestly and truthfully. Any lies or wrong answers and I thrust. How does that sound? Oh and I should warn you i cum very quickly. If I cum you lose. If I get all the answers I want with my load still in my balls I lose." Still barely able to make a sound other than I whimper of pleasure I nodded my accent to play his game. "Question one: do you always wear a jock like a little whore?" "Yyy-yes" I finally managed to get the word out. But I wasn't prepared for what happened next. Robs throbbing cock pulled almost completely out of me, just the very tip remained and he slammed balls deep again as hard as he could. I gasped and spluttered out sounds that were meant to be asking why he had just thrust. "I know you sometimes don't wear underwear. I'm regular enough round here to notice that you dumb slut," he answered my unspoken question. "Question two: this is for two thrusts. I know you like poppers I've seen the bottles you carry in your coat... So would you like some of my lovely strong ones?" He asked as he clicked the cap of the bottle with his fingers. I shook my head, no. Two more hard thrusts. This was unbearable it was like he was in my head not just my ass. I got the next few questions wrong as well. At this rate I was going to lose the game. "Question 5: where do you want me to cum?" By this point I was a horny mess in need of a proper fuck but still he teased me. "I don't want you to cum, not yet" I replied. "Wrong answer." I reached out and braced myself on the wall as he pounded my ass with five hard thrusts. Each one seemingly harder and deeper than the last. On that last thrust I felt his cum spurting deep in me. "You lose this round you dirty little slut." My cock strained against my jock and horny beast I struggled to keep chained up was free. To be continued....

btw readers - this is the first story i have ever written.....still alot of writing,twists and turns to come yet so please keep checking back until we reach the end ...... in the meantime enjoy a pic of Adam attached.