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Such a Good Boy. He has only been to my place 3 times, Yet he knows the second he is awake his place is on his knees waiting for his morning breeding to start his day of right. Not to mention his training as a total cum dumpster for toxic loads. Cant wait to fill him and then Lock him in Chastity before the breeding party tonight we have planned for him.

Part 3 It was six months after my diagnosis and I was in a bad way. I'd really been struggling with meds and, very much against the advice of my doctors, I had come off them some time ago. I knew my doctor was trying to get hold of me but I didn't want to deal with it. I would at some point, but not yet. Then I took a really bad dose of flu. I'd had a severe flu a few months before my diagnosis and this was every bit as bad. I stayed in bed for three days, alternately shivering, sweating and sleeping. I felt like shit. After a couple of days I woke up feeling horny. I was still quite feverish, but my dick was rock hard and wanted some attention. I took hold of it and began to wank, thinking back to some of my recent encounters and playing out a few of my fantasies. A couple of weeks before I had been at a two day business training conference. It was quite expensive but it turned out to be a really good investment and I learned a lot to help me in the early stages of my own business. It was held in a really beautiful country hotel in Hertfordshire and I really enjoyed it. It was designed to help people with their own business move it up to the next level and I really felt it was time well spent. Some of the work was done in smaller groups and I was in a group with a woman from London and two other guys. One of them, Paul, lived with his girlfriend and two young children and the other, Ryan, was gay like me and lived with his partner in the north of England. They were both in their mid to late 20s. After the first day we had an amazing evening meal and the rest of the evening was set aside for drinks and networking. I enjoyed the evening and did a lot of networking and a lot of drinking. Later in the evening I was drinking with Paul and Ryan. I really fancied Ryan - he was slim and blond with a really attractive arse. I knew he had a partner but I was getting the sense that he might be up for a bit of fun outside of his relationship. After a few more drinks I discovered that, not only was Ryan up for a bit of fun, Paul was too! The three of us ended up in my room with some more drinks and it wasn't long before our pants were down and Ryan was on his knees sucking first my cock and then Paul's. It was all very horny - before long we were kissing, sucking and rimming each other. I love rimming and one of the highlights was when Paul and Ryan were kneeling on the bed side by side and I was alternating between licking Ryan's smooth arse hole and Paul's dark, hairy one. It was Paul who took it up the arse first - nobody had mentioned condoms which suited me fine - and before long I was taking my turn up Paul's arse. We spent the next hour or so fucking each other bareback - we all went up each other several times and I enjoyed every moment of fucking both of them. I probably mentioned before that, although I'm mainly a top, I do like to get my arse in the air now and then - especially after a few drinks - and it wasn't long before the lads were taking their turn up my arse. At one point I was on my back with my legs in the air being fucked by Ryan when Paul squatted over me and pushed his hairy arse hole into my face - I loved every minute of it! I shot my load up Paul's arse and then bent over the bed as first Paul and then Ryan loaded me up. We had a rest and another drink and then Ryan's phone went. He looked at it and then motioned to us to stay quiet as he got up and moved to the other end of the room as he answered it. I was getting horny again and I could see that Paul was too. I leaned over and began to suck his cock as Ryan, in his T shirt and pants, was obviously talking to his partner. When Paul was fully hard again he pulled away and winked at me. He went quietly up behind Ryan, who was still talking to his partner, and put his arms around him. Ryan didn't pull away and I watched as Paul pulled Ryan's underpants down and bent him forward. I didn't think he was actually going to do it but he pulled Ryan's cheeks apart, lined up his cock and pushed. Ryan bent forward, still talking to his unsuspecting partner, as Paul began to fuck him. I moved over to join them and soon I was up Ryan's arse as Paul watched and wanked. It was a real turn on knowing that Ryan's partner had no idea he was being fucked bareback all the time he was talking to him. When Ryan finished his call he bent forward and Paul and I took turns fucking him until we had both cum up his cheating arse. I was wanking harder now and sweating heavily as I re-lived this experience and soon I was shooting a massive load of cum all over myself. When I finished cumming, I laid back on the bed and I must have gone to sleep. When I woke up it was daylight, I was in a bit of a mess and the bed was soaked in sweat and cum. Strangely enough I felt much better though and after a while I got up, tossed my bedding into the washing machine and ran myself a hot bath. I took it easy in the morning and in the afternoon I went back into work. I was feeling much better now and sorted a few things out at work. Just as I got home I was messaged by a good looking black guy I had chatted to before. His profile said safe only but when we chatted previously he had admitted that he sometimes took it bareback. He was free now but couldn't host so I gave him my address and then jumped into the shower. He arrived a short time later, and soon my cock was in his mouth. He sucked me really well and after a while he dropped his pants and bent over for me. He didn't object when I went up him raw and didn't ask any questions about status and soon I was enjoying the feeling of my cock banging his tight arse. I enjoyed the fuck - it was just what I needed after the week I had had - and before too long I was shooting what felt like a massive load of cum up him. He grinned at me as he pulled up his pants and a short time later he left, clearly with no idea that his arse was now loaded with toxic cum. The next day was Friday and I went into work a bit later and got caught up with things. Feeling much better than I had for some time I decided to take a trip into town and visit the Vault. I quite often went in there on a Friday after work and, although it could be a bit hit and miss, it was usually quite busy with an after work crowd. I got myself a drink and cruised round for a while but nobody really interested me and I was happy to take my time. I watched a good looking young twink take it bareback in the room with the barrels and then I went for a wander round. I saw a really good looking ginger guy checking his bag in and getting a drink. I really fancied this guy but any time I had seen him he always played safe. I heard him tell the barman that he had been drinking with colleagues after work and I noticed that he looked a bit unsteady on his feet as he picked up his drink and wandered off towards the dark room. I cruised around for while, sucked a few cocks and got sucked myself a few times. I noticed the ginger guy at the bar a couple of times and I could see he was getting a bit drunk. A short time later I met one of my friends and we chatted for a while and then I made my way to the glory hole cabins. They were all occupied but in the recess area beside the cabins the ginger lad was bent over being fucked hard up the arse by an older guy. Two other guys had their pants down wanking as they watched them fuck. I watched for a while as the guy doing the fucking's breathing got heavier as he took hold of the ginger lad's hips and began to fuck him harder. After about ten or twelve more thrusts he pushed his cock hard up the ginger lad's arse and held it there, obviously shooting his load. I had seen this fit ginger lad being fucked in the Vault a few times and, as I said, he had always played safe. I had seen him refuse to get fucked without a condom quite a few times and when he did get fucked he always reached round to check that the guy fucking him was still wearing his condom. The guy finished cumming and pulled out the ginger lad's arse. I was really surprised (and turned on) to see that he was not wearing a condom. One of the guys who had been watching, a tall, dark haired guy with a thick cock, stepped up behind the ginger lad and pushed his cock slowly right up his arse. He gave the ginger lad a moment to get used to it and then began to fuck him. I was next in line and when the dark haired guy shot his load and pulled out I went up the ginger lad and began to fuck him. His hole was slick with cum and he turned round and grinned drunkenly at me as I fucked him and a short time later I added my load to the ones he already had up him. I watched as two more guys fucked him and came in him and when the second guy pulled out I saw the cum running out his hole and down his legs. It was all very horny. The ginger lad pulled up his pants and made his way unsteadily to the bar. He sank one more drink and left a short time later. I wondered if he would regret his drunken behaviour the next day - or if he would regret it later when he discovered that there might be consequences he had not thought about. On the Saturday I took it easy and on the Sunday afternoon I went for a run with my friend Neil. Neil and I had become friends about five years earlier when we worked together for a well known firm of estate agents. At that time I was just 21 and Neil was five years older. I really liked Neil - he was responsible for training me when I joined the company and I really learned a lot from him. He was straight, but completely cool with me being gay and when we were working alone in the office we used to tell each other about our experiences. After we had been working together for about a year, Neil met a new girlfriend. He was really keen on her and told me that he was sure she was the one. A few months later when we were working late in the office together, he told me that his new girlfriend didn't really enjoy sucking his cock. He could tell that she was only doing it to please him and did not really enjoy it. Neil told me he loved having his cock sucked and his balls licked but he didn't want his girlfriend to do something she didn't really enjoy. I asked him if he wanted me to help him out and rather shyly he said that would be awesome. A short time later we were in a little recess area at the back of the office. A little nervously, Neil unzipped his trousers and pulled them down along with his underpants. His cock was pretty impressive - long and thick, and it was fully hard as I took it into my mouth and began to suck him. He was sighing contentedly as I sucked his cock and then moved down to lick his hairy balls before taking his cock in my mouth again. I sucked him for a while and then he put his hand on my shoulder and warned me that he was about to cum. I kept sucking him and soon I was rewarded with a nice big mouthful of cum. When Neil had got his breath back he grinned at me "Thanks mate," he said "You have no idea how much I needed that!" After that I sucked Neil off quite regularly and after a while he let me lick his arse. Like many straight guys, he was very reluctant to expose his arse hole at first, but once he did he loved it. I had sucked him for a while and then he had nervously pulled his pants right down and bent over for me. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hairy arse hole. "Oh fuck...fuck" he moaned as I began to lick his hole "Fuck yeah...." He was wanking now as I continued to lick him, pushing my tongue as far up his arse as could "Oh fuck!" he moaned again "I can't believe you've got your tongue up there!" He was ready to cum now and he turned round and pushed his cock into my mouth just as he began to shoot what seemed like an even bigger load than usual and I swallowed the lot. After that he couldn't get enough of being rimmed whenever I sucked him off. It was about a year later that Neil first asked if he could fuck me. His girlfriend was pregnant with their first child and I gathered that for one reason or another he wasn't getting much at home. I was more than happy to take Neil's cock up my arse and a few nights later he came round to my flat after work and, after sucking and rimming him I knelt up on the bed so that he could fuck me. Neither of us liked condoms much so we didn't use one. Neil was a great fuck - he started slowly and then built up and soon he was giving me the fuck of my life. Even then I didn't bottom very much but I loved every minute of being fucked by Neil and when he shot his load up my arse I shot mine out in front of me. After that I helped Neil out whenever he was horny and enjoyed every minute of it - letting him use my mouth, my tongue and my arse whenever he wanted to. We both started running to get fitter and sometimes we would find a quiet spot in a park or in the woods and I would suck him off and lick his hairy arse before dropping my shorts and pants to let him fuck me against a tree. When I was diagnosed HIV positive a couple of years later I knew I would have to tell him and I guessed he would probably want to stop. I didn't want him to stop but I knew it was the right thing to do - so the next time we were out for a drink together I told him everything. He was quiet for a while and then, like the amazing friend he is, he asked what he could do to support me. We talked for while and then I asked him if he was ok with the fact that we had been fucking unprotected. He said he was fine with that and added "but I suppose we had better start using condoms now." I was sure he was going to say we had better not fuck anymore and was happy to agree to him using a condom. We carried on pretty much as usual for the next six months and, although we fucked a few times with a condom I could sense that neither of us was enjoying it as much as we enjoyed doing it bareback and most of the time I just sucked and rimmed him and he came in my mouth. I enjoyed this very much every time - but I did miss him fucking me. On this Sunday afternoon we went out for a run in the country and I could sense that Neil was super horny. He asked me what I had been up to and I told him about how I had fucked ginger boy at the Vault and cum in his arse. Soon we were in a quiet spot by a stream, Neil's pants were down and I was sucking his big thick cock once more. He groaned and his cock seemed to get even harder in my mouth. He turned round and pushed his arse out and I pulled his cheeks apart and began to lick his arse. He groaned again and after a while he turned round. He pulled me up, turned me round, pulled my shorts and pants down and spat on my arse a couple of times. I bent forward and felt the head of his bare cock pushing against my hole. I pulled my cheeks apart and bent further forward as his cock pushed slowly but surely up my arse - without a condom. He was fully up me now and began to fuck. "Oh yeah, " he moaned "Fuck yeah...fuck yeah.!" He fucked me hard and fast as I leaned against a tree and before long he was shooting what felt like a massive load of cum up my poz cunt. He pulled me close to him, his cock still up my arse as I wanked out my cum and then he pulled out. When we had both got our breath back he asked me if I was ok with what we had just done. I said I was fine with it if he was and he grinned. After that we fucked regularly and condoms were not mentioned again. Two years after this, Neil got married and he asked me to be his best man. Neil's family were staying in a hotel the night before the wedding and I had a room there too. We all met up for dinner that night and then had a couple of drinks at the bar. Everyone agreed that an early night would be a good idea and the others all went up about 10pm. Neil asked me to stay for one more drink and as we sat together he told me he was feeling really nervous and stressed and asked me if I could help relieve his stress. A little later we were in his room and I was sucking his cock. I had assumed that he just wanted me to relieve his nerves by sucking him off but after I had sucked him for a while and rimmed his soon to be married arse, he asked if he could fuck me. He fucked me hard and fast - we started off with me kneeling on the bed as Neil fucked me from behind and then I laid on my back with my legs in the air as Neil fucked me even harder and shot a load of cum into me. To my surprise he asked me if I would spend the night with him and, after a quick trip back to my room to get some things I needed, we got into bed together. We talked for a while and then drifted off to sleep. It was strange waking up next to Neil - especially as it was his wedding day. Neil grinned at me and said he was glad I had stayed with him and it had really calmed his nerves. We both showered and then Neil told me he was still horny and ended up fucking another load up me before we joined his family for breakfast. I still had Neil's load up me a little later when we were standing at the front of the church and I couldn't help wondering what the rest of the guests would think if they knew that the best man had the bridegroom's load up his arse. The weekend after Neil and I started fucking bareback again, I bought myself a new car. It wasn't as good as the one I have now, but it was definitely a step up. The car salesman, Adam, was a good looking, dark haired lad in his early thirties. He was very chatty in a straight bloke kind of way and as we went for a test drive he told me he lived with his girlfriend and their two children. On the way back to the showroom he asked about me and I told him I was gay and happily playing the field. "Cool," he said. He was silent for a moment and then, reddening slightly, he said "As a matter of fact, I like to do it with blokes now and then." I was surprised as he went on "Yeah, I like it...you know, just now and then.....get a few things the girlfriend can't give me." He grinned at me and then added "Of course, I always play safe." We were back at the showroom now and I knew Adam was checking me out as we got out of the car. I was making no effort to hide my cock, which was now semi hard in my trousers and it was clear he liked what he saw. We went into the showroom and completed some paperwork. The car was to be ready in a couple of days and we arranged an appointment for me to pick it up. As we completed the paperwork, Adam suggested that I might want to take the car for another test drive before I picked it up and I said that would be a good idea. Two days later Adam and I were back in the car for a second test drive. We both knew where this was heading and Adam was slightly nervous as he suggested a route for our test drive. About ten minutes later we were parked up in a quiet spot on the edge of some woods and Adam was down sucking my cock. After a while, we got out and soon I was leaning against the car, my pants at my ankles, enjoying the best blow job I had had in a long time. After a while I could feel myself getting close so I pulled him up and we changed places. I sucked Adam's cock for a while and then motioned to him to turn round and soon my tongue was up his arse. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to rub the head of my cock against his wet arsehole. "I want to fuck you," I said and he groaned. Then he said "Did you bring a condom?" "No," I said "Did you?" Adam shook his head. I looked at him - he had obviously planned for this to happen and I figured that if he was really concerned about using a condom he would have brought one. I suggested that I fuck him without one and he hesitated and said he didn't normally fuck without a condom but as I continued to push the head of my cock against his arse he said "Let's do it!" I rubbed some lube on his hole as he bent over the car seat, his smart trousers and his white Calvin Klein pants at his ankles, noticing as I did so that his hole felt really tight, and soon I was pushing my cock up his arse. If he was having any doubts about barebacking, they seemed to have disappeared now. He was moaning and telling me to fuck him harder as he pushed his arse back on to my cock. His arse was incredibly tight and I knew I wouldn't be able to last too much longer so I fucked him slowly for a while and then took hold of his hips and began to fuck him harder. I was close to cumming now and I told him so. "Do it.." he moaned, "Fucking do it....cum in me!" A short time later I was pumping a nice big load of cum into Adam's arse and he moaned "Oh fuck...fuck yeah...I can feel you cumming in me!" When I had finished cumming I pulled out and Adam moaned "Suck me!" I got down and took his cock in my mouth and almost immediately he shot his load into my mouth. Adam chatted happily as we drove back to the showroom and a short time later I was driving my new car home. I liked Adam - he was a really nice guy and I was glad I had given him a sale, but I couldn't help wondering if I might have given him something else too....

I’ve been chatting with this indian guy for a while on squirt. I finally convinced him to meet me just for a meet, greet in public. when we met up he was as described - good looking and in shape. he was also incredibly shy but fortunately for me horny as hell too. We left the walking track and headed for the tree line out of site. By this time it was getting quite dark so very easy to play out of sight. I unzipped him, dropped to my knees and went to work on his gorgeous cock. He kept calling me a slut the closer he got to cumming and made me choke the more desperate he was to release. i then stood up kissed him and invited him to feel my freshly lubed hole we’d not spoken about fucking so far but wanted to tempt him. He was married so knew he may not be keen for bareback. But as soon as he felt my hole, he was def interested. he asked for condoms which I said no to.. then he simply turned me around, pulled my shorts down a little, lined up and pushed right in to the hilt in one swift move. It felt so good. It only took him a few strokes for him to cum deep in me. i suspect he’d been edging for hours. Once done his interest in me was obviously over. He pulled out, zipped up, thanked me then walked back to his car. Lovely. It was only a short fuck but it felt good regardless and his hot load was reward enough 😉

I feel the same way. Admitting casually to being a 'cum-dumpster' a voracious slut, a sports-fucker! For me, ever since 'coming out' a second time (first being 'just gay') the second time was as a GAY SLUT, a devout player who relishes bareback promiscuity, taking all loads, lewd conduct witnessed by your bros who do the same... and then in the morning sharing the exploits and the moments that might have been missed!

I think you are correct, but on these current times I believe a lot black people, especially in the gay community, are starting to develop more pride and respect for themselves. They are no longer looking for validation from the so called elite gay, especially sexually. Sure you have still have, and always will have, a few guys who need a white guy to the point they literally beg. But among the people I know, the “if I see a naked black guy I’ll hurl” line doesn’t have the same affect it’s intended to have. Most just simply move on. And as an aside, I have rarely, if ever, encountered rudeness or racism from a “hot” white guy. With White guys, it’s the mediocre or uncessessful guys who are the most racist. You know, like the 35 year old barista at the coffee shop or the guy who folds sweaters at the GAP part time? As if they are somehow telling themselves being exclusive to white guys will make me hotter, alot more successful and associating with blacks will only further damage my self esteem.

just took an anonymous tops load on his living room couch blindfolded. he fucked me in front of his large window visible from the street with his living room light on and the curtains drawn. if anyone walked past or drove past and looked in they definitely saw him fuck me. he didn't say a word to me. just walked in, slid his hard cock into my ass, fucked me for about 5 -10 minutes, blew his load in me, pulled out, slapped my ass and walked out so I could put on my pants and jacket and leave with his load dripping from my well fucked hole. this man has fucked me at least 20 times and blown his load inside me every single time totally anonymously. I have never seen him or heard his voice. I do not know his age, race, height, weight, status, or anything about him other than he has a nice beefy 8 inches.

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

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.

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5. Skeleton's Bone "Please. Just give it to me." I was hungry, and I needed what Leo was offering. Normally, I was pretty horny. But tonight, my arousal was all-consuming. All I could think about was dick inside me. Leo's cock in my ass. Seth's cock in my mouth. Jon's cock in my mouth. Jon's cock in my ass. And all of them cumming in me. It was dirty and filthy, but I loved it. "Of course you're gonna get it," Leo said. He arched his back and pushed his dick deeper into my guts. I gasped, but took it. The alternative would be far more unbearable than this minor, temporary discomfort. Leo relaxed, and pulled me against his chest. His chest was hairy, sweaty, and hot; he felt like a real man. "I've got what you are craving," he whispered in my ear, and I also released my muscles. I slipped down an inch or two on his cock, before hitting the base. "It's all in me," I moaned. "All of it. In me." "Yeah," Leo said. "It is. It feels amazing. Inside you. Dripping in you." "Dripping in me," I moaned. "Bareback." "Yeah," Leo said. "Best way. High and raw." He kissed me again. "Let's do one more hit together, ok?" "Yeah," I said. "Big hit." "Yeah," Leo said. He smiled and nodded. It felt good to make him so happy. I wanted to please him, especially when it was so easy: I smoked some crystal, and let him fuck me. "Here," he said. He stuck the pipe in my mouth. I couldn't help but stare at the drawing on his hand. It was done in thick Sharpie pen, but it still was surprisingly detailed and realistic. A skeleton was giving me a glass pipe filled with crystal. The skeleton and I enacted the now familiar ritual. He held the torch, and I inhaled when the bowl began to smoke. It had already been hard to judge how big the hit was; this one was no different. When my lungs were full, he took the pipe, and started to inhale. Despite the crystal's impact on my brain, I stared in fascination as Leo did his hit. I watched his chest expand and grow, the black ink outlines of the ribs showing each puff in visual succession. At the end, we both exhaled. It had left us both a bit breathless and horned up. Leo pulled me close again. "I want to breed you boy. Got you knocked up." "Come on. Breed me," I moaned. "Breed my guts." "Hell yeah, Kenta," he said. "Fucking good hole. I want to enjoy this." He kissed me. It felt like it went on for hours, but yet, I didn't want it to stop. "As long as you want," I grunted. Another kiss, another slow fuck. His cock was taking its time as it explored my hole. He was measuring it out, sizing it up. Getting ready to make it totally his. "And as long as I need," he said. I could feel each vein and ridge of his cock as he slid his cock in and out of me. I wondered if every man was going to be this thorough and demanding. He kissed me again, and I nearly forgot about the cock pounding me. "As long as I need," he finally said. "Please. Give it to me," I said. I started to understand the bottoms in porn. I knew how they felt. How important every dick was. I understood their cock-craving, and it was exactly how I was feeling. "Yeah. You're feeling it," Leo said. "That's the crystal. Isn't it great?" "Fuck yeah," I moaned. Nothing had ever felt quite like this. I wanted to always feel like this, and I always wanted a hard cock like Leo's tool in my hole. "Please breed me." "All in good time," he said. "Kenta's gonna get it, I know." I loved that. He was going to cum in me. Best of all, it didn't matter. It was sleazy, but it wasn't unsafe or anything. It was perfect. "Please. Just breed me," I repeated. It was all I could think about. Leo's dick in me, and then Leo's cum in me. I wanted to think about something else. Something cleaner and safer. But I was feeling dirty and sleazy, and my situation only dragged me deeper. I was getting fucked by a handsome skeleton. There was a devil I would get fucked by as well. Far from being weird, the costumes made it seem all the dirtier. I wondered what I would get in exchange from the devil tonight, and exactly what I would have to give up. I would have done almost anything for more cock. But there was a party here tonight, and Seth had promised me all the cock I could handle. "Yeah. Love a fucking hungry hole like this. You're going to have so much fun tonight," Leo said. "Please. Cum in me," I grunted. I didn't want promises of future loads. I needed another load in me now. "One more for you first," Leo said. He put the pipe back in my mouth, and held the torch under it. I didn't care that I was smoking crystal. This felt so good that I didn't want to stop. "Big one," he said. "Just right for a little guy like you." He smiled at me, yet still held the torch under the bowl. He wanted me high, and I wanted to make him happy. I filled my lungs. Finally, he let the torch go out, and took the smoking bowl from me. He put it in his mouth, and inhaled. He looked so hot, as he sucked down another hit. We both held it for as long as we could, before exhaling. "Fucking nice," he said. "It feels amazing," I said. My head was spinning, my heart was pounding, and my ass was twitching. "Um," I started. "Yeah?" he asked. "Can I have another?" I said. It was overwhelming sensation, but it felt so good. Leo felt close and safe and his raw cock in my ass a signifier of how connected we were. I wanted to feel more of this. "Of course," he said. "It will be good for the both of us." He put the pipe back in my mouth, and heated it back up. I took one more giant hit, and then nodded. He took it and put the pipe in his mouth, doing another hit. We both held it for nearly a minute, his cock sliding in and out of me the entire time. Finally, he nodded at me, and I exhaled. I expected him to blow out as well, but instead, he pulled me down, and immediately blew his hit into me. I had no choice but to take it. We swapped the hit back and forth, making out the entire time. "Fucking hot hole," he said. The crystal was hitting me hard. I was barely coherent, and making inarticulate grunts and moans, as he fucked me. We kept on fucking; time was a difficult topic for me to follow. I wasn't sure if we had spent only a few minutes in the library, or if I had missed the entire party. I wasn't sure if I cared. Leo's cock was still rock hard, and he was dripping pre-cum into me. I had been wary of pre-cum in the past, but tonight, I loved how it lubricated my hole, making it easier for Leo's unprotected shaft to slide deep into my guts. I was never going to use a condom again. "You want my load?" Leo asked me again. I had been begging him for his load practically ever since he had first stuck his dick into me. I couldn't tell if this was just one more tease, but there was only one answer I could give him. "Please. Give it to me." "Hell yeah," he grunted. Over the course of the fuck, he had flipped me onto my back, and my legs were now up in the air. Even if I had wanted, it would have been hard to push him off. He pushed his dick deep into me, but this time, he didn't pull out. "Fuuuuck," he moaned. Deep in my guts, his cock swelled, and a thick glob of his cum shot into me. "FUUUUUUCK," he moaned, and another spurt landed in my guts. "FUUUCK MEEE," I grunted in reply. My ass was squeezing his dick as tight as I could, milking out every drop I could. "Breed me." "HELL YEAH," he replied. "Breeding you." Two more shots from his cock lubricated my hungry hole. "Deep." Another shot. His cock was now sliding in and out of me, each stroke spreading his thick cum further into my hole. I loved the feeling of his seed filling me up. I loved how accepting it was, letting him anoint me with his sperm. "Fucking breeding you." "Please," I repeated. "Just fuck me." He pushed in once more, then held it. His dick was now just slowly throbbing, the last few drops of his semen dribbling into me. "Give it all to me," I said. "You got it," Leo said, then pulled me closed. He kissed me. It felt good. As turned on as I was, I didn't want to cum myself. I reached down, but found my dick was still strangely soft. "Tina dick," Leo said. "I happens." "At least you've got plenty of bone," I said. I traced out one of the bones drawn across his shoulder and down his arm. "Yeah," Leo said. "But let's see about getting you a few more bones to play with," he continued. We slowly disconnected. He pulled his dick out slowly, making sure that not a drop of his seed dripped out. "I bet the party has gotten started." From his bag, he pulled out two envelopes, each bulging slightly. He left it on the large central table, before gently pushing me to the door. He didn't seem to care that he was naked, except for his sneakers. I was suddenly conscious of just how little I was wearing; a pair of boots, a jock strap, and a harness. "Those boots do great things for your ass," a voice in the hall said.

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This is part 1 of a fictional story. It's fairly raunchy and filthy so read the tags before proceeding. Subsequent parts will be based on reader's desires so feel free to leave comments, feedbacks and your most twisted kinks that you want to read going forward in this story. Today marks three years since my life changed for the better. When you read my story going forward, you might argue if I'm truly better off. It would be a valid argument except what you wouldn't understand is that, secretly, this is exactly what I had wanted all my life and more. But I'm getting ahead of myself. August 2017 (3 years ago) My life was awesome. Back then, I was Ian Connelly, the successful CMO of one of the largest consulting firms in the world. At 35, I was rich, successful and the poster boy for American capitalism. I had played by the rules, worked my ass off and had achieved everything I had set out to do. People loved me, they wanted to be with me, they wanted to be me, they looked up to me and craved my company in their life. The other advantage of success was the constant availability of sex. Women, men, trans, queer- whatever I was in the mood for, a few phone calls and I could have someone delivered to my door. I could do what I want with little accountability and by god, did I love it. And yet, I wasn't truly happy. There was something I wanted but I was too afraid to seek it. Afraid of opening that door and stepping into a life I so desperately craved, and yet terrified of. I wanted to be pozzed. I wanted to be a slave. I wanted to be a poz slave. It had been a fantasy since my undergrad days. A desire that had translated to hours on the internet seeking porn and discussions that scratched that itch. And over the years, that fantasy got darker and more fucked up. I wanted to be pozzed by an ugly beast. A man far removed from society's notion of acceptable behavior who would take me in his arms and give me a place to kneel next to his feet. A man so disgusting, that the idea of him would make people shudder in disgust. His audacity for filth would be a natural barrier to any person and yet, he would do nothing to change the way he was. Just picturing someone like him would make my dick throb. That fantasy got worse over the years and it delved deeper into some very fucked up desires. I wanted to be blackmailed into getting pozzed. Blackmailed by such a man to be pozzed by him and be his slave or be outed as a closeted, repressed bug chaser sub. It was just a fantasy. Until it wasn't anymore. -- I had been browsing the internet for some pozzing videos in one of the popular HIV forums. My desires were clearly stated in my profile but despite countless messages from many guys over the years, I had never acted on them. I had fun chatting with guys, telling them what I wanted while I jerked off and blew my load. When I saw a message from a new user called 'Pig-Farmer', I figured it would be a fun way to get off. We exchanged pleasantries and a few body pics. His user name was apt because the man looked like a pig. I didn't see his face but he was clearly big, burly and hairy. Piercings and tattoos adorned his hairy body but what really piqued my interest was the scorpion tattoo on his neck and the biohazard symbol above his groin. I sent him photos of my naked muscled fuzzy front and back, with a clear shot of my parted ass cheeks and visible hole. He responded with a photo of his dick. Actually, it wasn't a dick. It was a weapon of mass destruction. Not very long (about 7-7.5 inches but wider than a beer can. Dark veins covered the length of his manhood and it all ended at a dark pink head with a frenum, ampallang, lorum and a PA (I know all about cock piercings). The sight of his cock made my mouth water and my ass throb. Then he sent me a pic of his ass and it made me lose my mind. It wasn't just that he had a furry, big ass (which he most certainly did), but it looked dirty. The sight of it, while revolting to most, made me swoon. Picturing myself between them, my tongue lapping at that disgusting beautiful hole was all I wanted and I wanted it bad. We exchanged a bunch of messages after that and I got the sense he didn't have this happen to him often when someone would seek his company despite seeing him in all his glory. He wasn't very chatty but he was unapologetically filthy. This was the start of a beautiful online friendship that lasted for two months. He would send me pics of his dirty cock, all slimy and cheesy, that would make my cock harden and ooze. In exchange, I would send him pics of my bubble butt. Sometimes, I'd be at work when he'd tell me to send him pics so I'd take off my trousers and send him ass pics, wearing business formals on top and showing off my hole. Eventually, I sent him pics of my face. He never asked for them but during the time I had been talking to him, a connection had been established. I trusted him but most importantly, I wanted him to know who I was. He never showed me his face and I didn't ask for it. Somehow, it made it hotter knowing that he could put up my pics online and I'd have no way of stopping him. After two months of regular conversations, he finally proposed a meeting. He sent me an address about an hour's drive away, far outside city limits and asked me to meet him there three days later. At first, I was scared. As long as it was online, there was an element of control but was I ready to meet someone knowing where it would end? I knew this was my only chance, to have what I had always wanted but I was nevertheless scared shitless. The thought kept bothering me until the day of our proposed meet. Yet, as scared as I was, I decided to go. The address was in a very isolated area. An abandoned factory was the only place around for miles and it seemed I was supposed to go inside. I walked up to the front door and tried to open it but it was locked. Confused, I was about to step out when the door opened and out stepped a big burly bouncer. "The fuck do you want?", he grumbled with a snarl. I was at a loss of words. What was this place and why was I told to come here? Where was my online friend? Did he prank me? Thoughts like these raced through my mind as I scrambled for words. Defeated, I turned around to leave when suddenly "Yo, come in. I know why you're here", the bouncer said. I was confused by his attitude but I decided to go inside. Once in, the door closed behind me and I found myself in a corridor. The bouncer asked me to follow him and we walked through the corridor until we came upon a large door. "Step in", he said pulling the huge door open. Inside, I found myself in a pub of some kind. Men of all kinds and ages were in there, drinking, conversing and enjoying themselves. I saw two guys drinking and chatting while rubbing each other's cock through the fabric of their pants. A rather large man was being aggressively kissed by a muscular dude who was squeezing the big man's hefty chub. A skinny dude was getting his nipples twisted by a silver fox, while getting his dick rubbed by another gentleman. I made my way towards the bar and ordered a beer. My friend was nowhere to be seen and I had zero clue as to why I was here. I downed my beer pretty quickly and ordered another, waiting for him to show up. Eventually, I realized I had been stood up and decided to call it a night. Suddenly, I felt my nipples being grabbed and twisted hard, making me moan. I felt a man's weight against my back with the smell of booze and man musk violating my nasal senses, while his hands worked my nipples. "I am glad you came boy." It was him! I tried turning around but he put more weight against me, preventing me from turning. I'm a strong guy, with years of weight training under my belt but this man was stronger, much stronger. "Just relax baby. Let me work those pig tits and you finish that beer." His words were like an aphrodisiac that calmed me down. I had a slight buzz going too, which might have helped in making me more suggestible and docile but I adhered to his words and kept sipping my drink while he played with my nipples. "You're hot, boy. Daddy's gonna like turning a hot guy into a real pig." His words went straight to my cock which started chubbing up quickly. He noticed it as one of his hands slipped down my body and rubbed my cock through my jeans. "Yeah, that's a nice cock. Looks like you're liking daddy's attention." "Fuck yeah daddy, feels so good." "Finish your drink and pay up. We are leaving boy," he said while withdrawing his hands from my nipples and cock. I downed my beer in one go and pulled up some cash when daddy stopped me. "No cash boy. Pay him with a card, Apple Pay or any other traceable shit like that." As weird as that instruction was, I did what he told me to. I pulled up my credit card and paid my tab. "Good boy. We are leaving now," he barked. He didn't wait for my answer as he walked towards the entrance door. I was frozen in place. The situation, as hot it was, was making me apprehensive. If I went with him, I was opening myself to something there was no coming back from. It was hot and part of me wanted it really bad but my conscious mind reigned supreme. I decided to slip out quietly without him noticing, saving myself from the situation I had put myself in. I waited for a few mins before slipping out. He was nowhere to be seen and I made a dash for my car. I had parked a little way off the road, away from anyone's sight, which gave me an advantage. Or, so I thought. "Going somewhere?" his voice boomed in the silent night, just as I was about to open the door to my car. "Mmm yeah, look, I gotta run. Something's come up at work," I stammered and opened the door of my car. "You sure boy?" his voice dropped a few octaves, turning into a slight whisper, as he started walking towards me. I was still facing my car when I felt him behind me. I was about to turn when I felt the sharp prick of something against my spine. It was a knife. The man had a knife to my back! My legs were shaking, I was sweating and breathing deep slow breaths, trying to stay calm. He stayed frozen too, his knife resting against my back, as the strong musky smell wafting off of him turned me on ever so slightly. Here I was, in a perpetual life and death situation, sporting a partial. At that moment, I felt truly fucked up as waves of both horniness and fear raced through my body. "Here's what's gonna happen boy. You are gonna leave your car here and you are going to come with me. Understood?" "Yes." I felt the knife pressing against my back harder as he leaned in closer to my ear. "Yes what boy?" "Yes...Yes sir." "Try again boy" "Yes..Daddy" "That's right boy. You're gonna love what Daddy has planned for you. All the fucked up shit you're too pussy to do by yourself, Daddy's gonna make you do it boy." He pulled the knife off my back and my body relaxed. I let out a deep breath to release my anxiety when I felt him push me against my car and push his weight against my back. "You don't have a choice anymore boy. If you think about leaving, you should know that this place is a known private club for poz men to meet. You used your card here, think what would happen if people found out." He pushed his crotch against my ass, letting it rest against my cheeks before continuing. "Besides, you wouldn't want Daddy to send all the naughty pics and texts to your contact now would you? What would they think of Ian, the closeted neg bug chasing pig trolling for poz dad dick on the internet." Hearing him blackmail me and use my fear against me made my cock throb and my body experienced a wave of pleasure that made me buckle. He put his arms around my front and held me steady, kissing my neck as he let me steady myself. "Relax boy, Daddy knows what you need piglet. You don't have to be scared of Daddy anymore because Daddy knows who you really are. What you really are." That's when I felt the sudden spurt of wetness expanding in the crotch area of my jeans. I had cum hands free, hard. Most importantly, I needed to do this. I was going to do this. I had no choice. --

I have only been fucked a handful of times and all were safe with a condom until last Saturday. I went drinking with some buds and ended up stopping at a bar I had never been to before and it turned out there was a very mixed with most being gay and some straight couples. I was nervous but sat at the bar and a good looking tall blonde came over and sat next to me and chatting me up. We talked sports and shit and then he put his hand on my leg. Bolts when through me as he kept talking line nothing was happening and my dick was getting hard. We ended up back as his place and make out and soon we were naked and I was sucking his big thick 8 inch cock and he was playing with my hole. He flipped me up on the sofa and began to eat my hole and I went crazy moaning. First time for that, it was amazing. He tongued my hole and then put his hand over my mouth and lined up his dick to my hole and slowly pushed in. I thought about telling him to put on a condom but in the moment I was load in pain and pleasure and soon he shoved his dick in me and came hard. He kept his dick in me and pulled his hand away and told me how hot that was. Then he pulled out and said you better go, my boy friend will be back soon and this would not go over well. Hot ass by the way, you are fucking tight. I would hit that again, He handed me a pen an paper and said give me your number and I wrote it down and then he walked me to the door and told me he would be in touch. Only text, never call. I have been a wreck all week thinking about him and his big dick but especially taking his load. I should not have done that. He text me today and he wants me to come over on Thursday night at 6. I told him I would check with my wife but I am not sure I should go. I am rock hard wanting to but supper conflicted.

At some point I wrote it, but it is not too much to repeat it. For 11 months I have been dating perhaps the biggest whore I have ever had. I am 40 and 23, we met on grindr to fuck, in my profile I always put "BDSM" and that was what made us write and chat for several days until the sexual encounter. From that day on, he became my slave, even without realizing it, thanks to lust, we fucked without a condom and even though he got a little scared, he kept going. I tell this because it is important for what came next: he totally surrendered to his low instincts thanks to me, I made him fuck other men, we participated in orgies and gangbangs where his ass swallowed cocks of all kinds, colors and ages, we went out to the cruising to suck and that could be fed with semen and urinate. Unfortunately in our city there is a quarantine due to the covid and all that we had to stop it but we are both already a formal couple and also he is still my whore slave.

neg jock.... how do i apply for group btm?

As I understand the term, it broadly means all of the things mentioned above: he's the "insertive" partner, but the receptive one does all the work. Doesn't require a power bottom. For instance, a passive top may sit back for a blow job and expect the bottom to do ALL the work - the top's not going to grab his head, fuck his face, or even necessarily pay attention to the bottom; the bottom is there to do a job. The top might read a book or enjoy a drink or a cigar or whatever and pay the bottom no mind and just eventually cum from the work the bottom puts into it. Alternatively, he might lay back, hands behind his head, on a bed and expect a bottom to get him hard and ride his cock until he shoots. No thrusting upward, no pushing the bottom down on his cock, just enjoying the bottom's work. Obviously that's the far end of a spectrum; some "passive tops" may offer verbal but not physical encouragement, for instance. But the overall concept is, the bottom does the work for the top's pleasure.

Maybe because I’m texting stoned, but for me if they’ve never hear JEFFERSON AIRPLANE they are too damned young. It’s like a rule.

I'd very much enjoy owning a submissive top and training him to be a breeding service utility.

Otters, Cubs, Daddies and Bears are my favourite body types.... so a big yes from me, although.... smooth is not a gripe of mine, but I do feel more turned on looking at a guy with at least a bit of chest hair and some pubes.... At least a 5 o'clock shadow or some form of beard is sexy also And, gotta love a hairy ass.... raunch city... yum yum 😋

I’d say my complete infatuation with Men/ cock makes me a whore, in the identity sense. Cock is my favorite thing ever and I can’t really imagine living without it. Not a minute goes by that I don’t think about cock, sucking it or getting fucked it. Every guy I meet, I think about their dick and everything about it. I’ve even cut school and called out of worked before, just for cock. Cock itself genuinely makes me happy, so I have no need to touch myself and I get all pleasure from pleasing Men. Of course that includes everything that comes out of it(cum and piss). I try to get as much of it as I can, under any circumstances. It’s also why I hate condoms. Cocks are nature’s greatest gift and they shouldn’t be concealed by anything. All in all, a whore would do anything for cock, and I do. 😌

This is a new one on me. When I read the title, I assumed it was the opposite of a power bottom. Meh. It’s a weird term. Some guys like sucking, some like to be sucked. Some don’t like anal at all. Live and let live.

Every guy that kisses you is tasting the last dick and cum you gobbled, not particularly hot for a straight man like me.

down on my hands and knees on a darkroom fuckbench while guys are taking turns fucking me up my faggot ass and knowing that most of the cocks I am sucking are just using my mouth to get themselves hard to fuck my hole

I just let the guys do whatever they want to me and do whatever they tell me to. some guys wanna make out with me while they fuck me. specially when I am dressed as a slutty t-girl. some guys also like to make out with me while another guy breeds me. black men are really into stuffing their tongue in my mouth while their cock is up my ass, particularly when they blow their loads in me. my boyfriend used to like watching old men make out with me while they bred me with me blindfolded. its just another part of being a faggot that men use for fun. my boyfriend said he liked it cause it was another great way to degrade me

Got off work and stopped by the local park and sucked a guy in his truck. Went home and within an hour got bred by a regular, another regular came by after that and bred me again. I was still craving more so I hit up another regular and he came by and bred me too. I went to work the next day with cum still oozing out.

Definitely into it. I have a fursuit and a hot cummy hole for you dad. (I'm the bottom in the pic)

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!

I'm fascinated by the number of responses about tops who lose their erections with poppers. I'm an active top and LOVE hitting poppers, especially when I am getting close to cumming, and it is even better when my bottom and I share a popper hit and ride that popper wave at the same time. Never had an issue with it deflating my cock. It is important to note that guys should NEVER use poppers if they are also using a product like Viagra, Cialis or any other ED drug because it can cause a sudden drop in blood pressure, fainting or even worse health consequences. When I was shooting a scene with Treasure Island, I always turned down their offer of Viagra before the shoot because I wanted to be able to hit poppers when I was fucking or getting ready to cum. I assumed that the other tops in my scenes didn't hit poppers only because they might have been on Viagra - I never even knew that tops could lose their erections with it. Regardless, in almost every one of my 6 scenes with Treasure Island I take a hit of poppers at least once that has been caught on film. I guess I am like the few others who report their tops getting more hard when they hit poppers.

I really miss getting drunk as fuck and going to Steamworks when you're blindfolded on the fuck bench with guys in line pump your guts full of spunk

It is part of the well, the lust that comes from that demonic connection that brings AIDS in the blood, that unnatural DNA exchange that occurs when you impregnate the ass of another man initiating it as your servant, your slave, your son or part of the Brotherhood. The lust to chase the bug is born in many men lately, but few are willing to surrender to the well as the work of the dark lord. AIDS is practically an honor, and the real impulse to swallow all the sperm that you can collect (especially if it is in cruising, for me the fundamental part of being hit by the well)

I prefer hearing him say”I’m going to fuck your ass”.

I’m a whore because I let total strangers fuck me raw and cum in me. I’m a whore because I want men to use my holes and want to please men and give them a place to dump a load. I’m a whore because I take all loads.

I ALWAYS fuck raw. No exceptions. lf a faggot wants my big dick, it's getting my load. That's why l am using its ass.

Nice way for 2 sluts to start the morning!

About a year ago in Washington park in Hyde Park. Made eye contact with a guy in a wheelchair on the bus. We both got off at the same stop. I said hi as we waited to cross the street, asked if he had had a good evening. He said he had been to boystown, but hadn't had any luck. I just said " I will suck you off if you want in the park." He looked shocked but said sure. We crossed cottage grove and just stopped about 40' from the the road. He undid his pants pulled them down past his knees spread his legs, and pulled out his hard cock. He could only have been 3' tall, and rather deformed, but he had a cock probably just a little above average. Was strange to see someone the height of a five year old with a cock that size lol. Anyway I sucked him to completion, swallowed his load helped him pull his pants up, and then crossed back onto our street and said goodnight. It was about 11:30pm so still pretty busy.

He made 6 movies in 1983 and 84. And that's all I could find out about him.

It was early January this year. I met a guy out at a bar and we left to go to his place but he said he couldn’t wait. He ended up fucking me between some cars in a parking garage right outside the bar, my jeans and underwear around my ankles.

Agreed!! This is why I want my pozzing recorded!

This just gets better and better! Wish Doctor Dough would have turned me out!

oliver groaned and sighed as he reluctantly parted with a stream of piss and cum from his freshly fucked hole. Standing in the running shower Trey gently fingered the boys swollen cunt, coaxing a steady stream of sticky goo. "It feels nice doesnt it?" Trey held the boy and continued massaging the last of the hot seed from inside him. "oh yeah" Oliver sighed. "the first few are good but then it just gets so much better. I made all of them cum inside. even max." Trey turned the boy around gently and began tonguing his hole clean. "oh man thats nice" Oliver sighed, bracing himself against the wall as his hole reluctantly surrendered more cum. "tell me more about max" Trey mumbled. "Oh hes got a nice big cock. really pretty." Oliver sighed. "first he didnt want to play, but I got him to cum inside twice. you should have seen him. the look on his face when he started shooting. I knew he liked being inside me." Trey stood to his feet and turned the water off, tossing Oliver a fresh towel. "I know he didnt want to, but i even made him piss inside." "Oh i love that" Trey chimed. "feels so warm and full. having a tummy full of piss and cum is the best" As the sun rose doug bid farewell to the last of the evenings guests with his trademark smile. "did you two boys have fun?" he gently rested his hand on Olivers shoulder. "oh it was great, better than great, it was amazing. Thanks!" the boy swooned drearily with a yawn, "Oh dont mention it. Im sure we'll have another one of these get togethers soon and that pretty little pussy will be the star of the show." Oliver blushed at the thought of how many loads had been buried in him by the end of the festivities. Big bloated balls bouncing off his cheeks, throbbing and pumping into his tender frame, over and over. Draining the hot sticky juice from cocks was just second nature to him now. "Trey usually likes to sleep over since these things tend to run long, and I sure dont mind the company either." Doug dipped his middle finger into treys dripping hole, pulling him closer as he casually worked his digit in and out. "there he is, the laziest man in the house" doug remarked as Max plodded into the house. "did we have a little bit of fun tonight at least?" Doug knowingly asked. "n-nah. just kinda hung out as usual." max muttered, unaware that doug had watched the boy drain his nuts into Olivers talented litte pussy all night. "ive got tennis with my boyfriend tomor-er-today? so i need to get some sleep. nite pops." Doug patted Oliver on the shoulder and cleared his throat. "we've got a house guest tonight boy, little ollie heres had quite a few treats tonight and im sure he would like some well deserved rest. Have you met oliver?" Max nearly choked on the glass of water as he sheepishly waved to the boy. How could he miss him? The kid had locked eyes on him the minute he entered the home, like a hungry dog. "well i mean, i guess its better that i get going now then" max stammered. "nonsense. I wont have my own son deprived of a good nights sleep. We've only got the one guest bedroom, so you two will have to share a little." doug smiled, relishing the opportunity to unleash his pet oncemore on his own son. "oh i dont mind doug. I dont take up much space on the bed at all i promise." Oliver beamed at the nervous looking boy. "fine, whatever. its this way" max grumbled as he shuffled off down the hall. "legs up now trey, let me inside." Doug lifted the boys heels atop his shoulders and nudged his greasy tool against the boys welcoming pussy. As many lovely boys as he had dabbled in, he never seemed to get enough time inside trey. Trey watched as his accommodating young fuck hole swallowed dougs prick eagerly and let out a hungry, gutteral groan as the mans balls came to rest against him. "Did someone miss the nice big cock?" Trey nodded profusely as he fingered his nipples and bounced along in time to dougs powerful thrusts. He couldnt deny the mans thick shaft as it drove him closer and closer to cumming. "oh no, oh!" trey gasped as a rope of his own sticky seed sprayed across his stomach. "yes baby boy, thats it, cum for the nice big dick" Doug pounded relentlessly as he watched Treys little dick give up its sweet seed over and over. "hold it open for me baby" doug calmly pulled his engorged head from the boy with a satisfying pop as Trey obeyed and pulled his leaking gaped hole open. Doug enjoyed watching a boy accept his seed, but he delighted as well in resting the tip of his cock at the edge of their battered puffy holes and blasting his juice into them like a squirt gun. Doug jacked his foreskin a few more times before pulling back and spraying into the gaped boy. He swore he could hear the seed splash into him as he blasted his cream into the tender hole. "there we go, nice and full?" Trey nodded as doug flipped him over and spooned the boy, returning his fat cock to the boys warm guts. Trey knew doug would fuck him whenever he wanted, and the big prick buried in his cunt would act like a warm little plug, keeping the mans potent seed inside. contented for the moment, he drifted to sleep in the mans embrace. "I sleep in boxers" Max muttered as he drew the shades and slid into bed. "well i dont wear anything when i sleep."oliver beamed, curling up into bed against Max. "oh nonono, thats your side you little nympho." Max pushed the boy back. "i dont know what i was thinking fucking you.." "twice!" oliver chirped "yeah. I shouldnt have done that. Look, nobody can know about it okay? my boyfriend is a total sweetheart and he sure doesnt deserve some guy who blows loads in poz twinks at his dads fuck parties so...no more sex okay??" Oliver nodded with a smile. "I mean it, are you good? all done?" Oliver smiled and turned over. If a few dozen loads wouldnt keep him sated who knew what it would take. "night max" he mumbled as he flipped the switch on the nightstand lamp. A few hours had passed and Oliver huffed. Max was apparently quite a sound sleeper, but the drugs and sex meant he was still up. reaching back to massage his silky hole, he was rewarded with a gob of sperm. "god big cocks cum so much" he thought to himself, teasing the lips of his ass as he bit his lip. Then again given the chance Trey would probably have drank every load him him, his swirling tongue coaxing more and more man goo from the boy. the slippery sound of olivers fingers filled the room as he sighed in frustration. Turning over, he watched max snoring. "just a little peek" he grinned, sliding the sheets down until Max's bulging underwear came into view. "oh fuck yes" oliver whispered, before reminding himself that max was pretty adamant about no more sex. He fingered himself faster as he reached toward the opening in max's shorts. "just taking a peek max, dont mind me" Oliver slid the boys cock out. "hello there" Oliver whispered, pulling back the foreskin to reveal the head of the slumbering boys soft cock. "you look like you want to have a little fun" olliver thought to himself as he wet his fingertip and traced the boys sensitive head and glans. "atta boy, keep it coming nice and big" Oliver whispered, gently stroking the thickening prick until his fat cock throbbed before the boys eyes. Oliver admired the juicy pink head, giving it a lick before felating the boys stiff tool until it glistened. as max rolled to his side Oliver pulled the boys heavy balls out as well. Oliver couldnt just wake the boy up demanding a fuck, he had to be creative this time. If its one thing big cocks always love its a warm tight boy to slide up into. He'd seen it before, the natural desire to push inside. Guys might lie about it, but big cocks never do. grinning, he gently pumped Max's prick with his cum drenched hand and rolled to his side, positioning Max at the entrance of his hole. "be a good boy, come on, fuck the hole" Oliver whispered in anticipation as he gently massaged the head with his ring. "mmgh, danny" max mumbled as he stuffed himself into Olivers warm pink pussy. "danny" oliver snickered, lmowing the load Max was about to spew was certainly not going into his boyfriends butt tonight. Oliver milked Max's cock as the boy groaned. "getting nice and close maxie?" oliver hissed, no man with a cock as nice as max's would deny him their seed as max tensed and the familiar pumping began. "there we go max. pump it all out. good boy" ollie whispered. once max had softened, he gently slid the boy from his warm pussy and paused to admire the sight of the sticky, spent cock as it dripped a gossamer thread of sticky seed. Finally sated, Oliver rolled back to his side and sighed contentedly.

Fucking HOT! Doug did a great job in training Ollie!

Massive turn-on getting my dick pierced...just seeing the p.a. in my dick for the first time, I knew I wanted bigger.....wear a Zero GA day to day but play and hols have a double zero GA...love it too

I think the sand *does* originate from the Sahara with winds from Africa to the C Islands. Although the dunes *are* miles across, the action in bushes is easy to find in a line from the Riu Hotel to lighthouse at Maspalomas. Take water for the day and a towel - plus sun cream? Instead of going on a wild goose chase, settle down and the guys cruising *will* find you and your hungry raw ass! It's also amazing that as soon as you just start taking the tip of a hard dick in your mouth or fuckhole then guys descend to breed for an hour like starved animals. Some are polite and wait to be invited, some just join in and other are quite aggressive to push in and fill you up. Most are there every day of their holiday (like you) and will happily repeat. If you're lucky you bump into them again in the bars and backrooms at midnight for further deep fucking and more loads :-P

I had a pro job in American "health care" which I left at the end of 2018 after 18 months preparations. I now work in the sex industry as a rising porn star and all around promoter of male promiscuity. waking up everyday knowing my job is to arouse Lust in other males and train my body for sexual use when it's not being used is the greatest joy. So glad I did this.

Chapter two: A new life. Part two. He fucked me. Hard. My body pressed against the cold bars. His sweat dripping onto me. "I'm getting close boy. I'm gonna paint your guts with my seed." His thrust grew fast and impatient. His breathing became short and sharp. Suddenly he slammed balls deep and howled like a rabid dog. And as he did I felt his spunk spray into me. He withdrew and left me alone again. I dont know how long I had been there. But I awoke to him returning. His cum had run out my now somewhat looser arsehole and dried on my legs and the floor. He was carrying a plastic flask. "Here you'd better drink." He thrust the nozzle in my mouth and I sucked hard. My first drink in hours. It caught me in my throat. The acrid, warn piss he had clearly saved for me and yet I gulped it down like it was going out of fashion. "I'll miss you boy," he remarked as I drank, I must have looked puzzled as he added, "tonight is our last night together. Tomorrow you become part of the biggest pig market you'll ever see. And I think you will steal the show." He bid me good night by pouring the last of his piss over me and left me in the dark, wet and frightened... Yet my cock was rock hard and leaking precum like crazy.

Last night, decided to DM an old fuckbud who has a boyfriend. He responded. We got talking, but he only wanted to watch me suck/get fucked if I put my gloryhole up. I haven't used it in years, and decided what the hell. Unfortunately, he didn't make it in time to see me take a load from this daddy. The guy came in, nice 6" cock, asked to see my hole after a few minutes of sucking. I push it up to the hole, he asks if he needs a condom, and then pushes his raw cock in me. Fucks me a few minuites, shoots, and goes. HOT! I text old fuckbud, who still wants to watch, but our timing is off. He then offers to give me his load, SCORE! Fuckbud has a big FAT dick. Get to his place, drop to my knees and suck him hard. His balls are musky, he hasn't showered, and it just turns me on more. He has me get up on his bed, and pushes his cock into the load already in me. He breeds me, and I get going. I look at my phone on the way to the car, and there's a message responding to my CL gloryhole ad. I tell him I'm still looking and head home. He gets there 15 minutes later, and also has a nice hot fat cock, not as big as my bud, but nice. He offers to fuck me but wants a rubber. Shoots a HUGE load in the rubber, and hands it through the hole, who am I to waste a load. Was very sweet. Have to do that again soon!