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Went to my favorite porno store yesterday. The treasure chest in Portland maine. It's a pretty small but sleazy kind of place. Set myself up in a booth. just starting to settle in when a guy opened the door. He was an older guy with a big beer belly kind of rough looking. with him was a very young looking African man. They were a couple. I invited them in and they came in. I told him I'd suck their dicks and that if they wanted they could fuck me. the daddy turned to the young black man and said you want to fuck him. The African man said yes. I started out by sucking both of them. Daddy had a short 5-in but nice hard cock. His African buddy had a nice fat probably seven or 8-in cock. I started out sucking both of them. Alternating between them. I got the African guys big beautiful cock all slicked up. I spit in my hand a couple of times and lubed up my ass. then I leaned up against the wall stuck my ass out and begged him to fuck me. He didn't waste any time. He's stood behind me and put that cock at the opening of my hole. He started gently rocking against my hole. A nice rhythm. Deeper and deeper every time. Soon he was balls deep in my ass. His daddy was standing beside him encouraging him. Telling him to fuck my ass. Asking if he was enjoying that nice white ass. I was just moaning like a bitch in heat. Leaning down sucking Daddy's cock. Standing up and pushing my ass hard against the black dick up my hole. At one point daddy sat on the bench. he unlocked the door to the booth and pushed it open a little. Another guy looked in . Hot clean shaven bear like dude. I invited the new guy in between my moans. He asked if I was enjoying that black cock at my ass. I told him it was the best fuck I've had in years. Told him the guy was in me bareback. His face lit up and he thought that was really cool. I leaned down and sucked the new guy's cock while the black guy continued to pound my hole. Daddy and the new guy started encouraging the black guy to come up my ass. And I started begging him to breed me. The black guy's cock slipped out of my ass and the new guy reached down to fondle it a little bit. I took that minute to turn and impale myself on the new guys fat 6-in bone. I rocked back and forth on him for a couple of minutes and then he pulled out and the black guy shoved his cock back into my hole. At that point the black guy was panting. He was ready to come. I begged him to breed me to fill my ass with cum. The new guy stepped out and a couple minutes later the black guy flooded my hole with the jizz. The black guy and I took a minute to catch our breath. Daddy was tucking himself away. After that the black guy and his daddy left. I thanked them for the hot load. After they left the bear came back in. He whipped out his cock and I got down that started sucking him again. He asked if the guy loaded me. I said yes. He moaned said that was really hot. So I turned around and impaled myself on his cock again. This time he grabbed my hips and plunged into my hole for just a minute or so. Then he added his seed to the mix. He was a come-and-done guy. he wrapped up and ran out of the room before I could even say thank you. I sat back and waited for a little while longer hoping to get another load. I'm that kind of selfish pig. Nobody else came in but I left satisfied and full of jiZz.

This happened last year, while I was in Paris on a work trip. I’m 32, 5’8, 160lbs, dark short hair. 20 years of gymnastics are still showing. I still work out 4 times a week, and I have a tight little ass which gets used quite a lot, especially since I started barebacking in 2014. A fuckbuddy of mine just broke a condom while fucking me, and decided to just keep going. I never went back. Been hitting the bathhouses a lot every time I could. I took PrEp for a few years but been off it for almost 2 years. I was just missing the thrill of taking risks. The more anon dicks the better. Like every work trip I take, it’s just a lot of running around, meeting after meeting, but I always make sure to have a full weekend to explore the scene. During the week, I research bathhouses and sexclubs and decide on going to a couple places. Arrived Friday, and I’m headed to a sexclub called the Bunker. According to what I could read online, the place is very sleazy, with a leather/sport/fetish twist. I’m dressed quite casually, cap on, fitted black sweatpants, comfy sneakers and white jocks. I know anyway that my clothes aren’t gonna stay on for too long. I take the metro to a district a bit off centre, in a residential area. The entrance is a discreet door on the ground floor of an apartment building. I ring the bell and get buzzed in. My nose instantly gets filled with that smell I love so much, this mix of poppers, sweat, cum and cleaning product. I pay the cover and just walk to the lockers, leaving just my jacket and wallet not to lose anything. I just put a bottle of poppers in my pocket. I look around and a few guys are changing. A few older guys are checking me out and my hole is already twitching. I’m not picky when it comes to dicks and loads and guys usually know by looking at me that they’ll get to breed me if they want to, no matter what. I go down some dark stairs to the basement where the action is. I take my t-shirt off and tuck it in my waistband. This guy is following me down the stairs but my eyes are still not accustomed to the darkness so I can’t really make it out what he looks like. I just can figure that he’s taller than me and wearing a leather harness and a black cap. I just roam around the halls, exploring a bit to find the spot that will get my ass the attention it needs. I pass by a few couples making out or fucking here and there, some guys make eye contact with me or just grab my ass while I walk around. Fuck I’m horny, and I just want to find a spot to get on all four and take as many loads as I can. I get into a crowded space with tables where a few bottoms are being fucked by guys waiting in line. I know this is the place I need to be. Already I feel hands down my pants playing with my hole. It’s hot and it’s sweaty. Someone’s pulling my pants down and rubbing his cock on my ass. A guy is kissing me at the same time so I can’t even see who’s behind me. I feel someone spitting on my hole and spreading it with his cock before shoving it brutally. It makes scream but the guy in front of me just shuts me up by shoving his dick into my mouth. The guy fucking is breaking my ass and I’m afraid it will just rip and that I won’t be able to get fucked all night as I want. He directs me to one of the tables with his dick still in my hole to bend me over it. Other guys are starting to give me attention and line up. I take a deep whiff of poppers and just start screaming to fuck me harder. The first guy gives me my first load of the night and another one takes his place, using that load as lube. I have a dick in my mouth but it’s to dark for me to see properly. On my right, touching my ass being fucked, I think I can see harness guy. He’s wearing black shorts containing a pretty big bulge he’s rubbing hard while watching me. From where I am, bent over, his face is in the shadow, covered by his black cap. His body looks really lean, quite muscular but thin and veiny, especially in the stomach area which is at my eyes’ level. He leans forward to kiss me and I feel a rough beard on my face before he leaves. The other guys keep taking turn in my hole, I just take whiff after whiff of poppers and I just lose count of the number of dicks and loads I take. Probably more dicks than loads but cum is still dripping down my legs and I start feeling a bit numb. I get up to walk a bit but a big guy grabs me and just throws me onto a sofa to fuck me on my back before shooting his load quickly, putting his dick back into his sweatpants and disappearing. I’m trying to recover my senses, still lying alone on my back on the sofa in this dark corner when harness guy shows up. I can now see his shape clearly against the light behind him. He’s indeed quite tall, wearing white sweat socks and black sneaks. He comes closer and I can see his body is covered in light fur. I can smell his sweaty body. While muscular, he’s indeed very veiny which makes him look older than he probably is. It’s still too dark in this corner to completely see him. He leans forward, kisses me. “Been watching you all night. Love sloppy second, and you look very sloppy now. Want that dick in you boy?” He said while shaking his dick on my stomach. His dick is not huge, about 7 inches, but hard as fuck. Before I can answer, his raw dick is deep inside my hole. I reach to my bottle of poppers but he grabs my hand to stop me “Not now boy, I want you to feel my cock ripping you”. His dick feels much larger than it looked and the pain is excruciating. I think I’m almost passed out and I lose track of time. How long did he fuck me? 5 minutes? 45? I don’t know. He just thrusts in and out of me like a mad guy. “Fuck boy, that’s a nice little tight ass you. I’m gonna rip you apart”. All the sudden, he just stops and gets up. “I’ll see you later boy. I promise, that load is for you”. I’m trying to catch my breath and get up. I’m sweaty as fuck, mixed with cum still coming out of my sloppy hole. I’m just walking around until I get grabbed again and directed to a booth by an older guy. He puts me up on a sling and just slides his dick into me. At this point, I just feel so numb, I don’t even really feel it. It’s late and most guys who were saving their loads are just discharging in any hole they can find. The older guy starts grunting before shooting his load deep into me. He seems angry and spits on me before leaving the room. A few guys follow, not lasting long before loading my ass. I’m getting down from the sling but someone pushes me hard back into it. It’s harness guy. His face looks evil now. I’m on my back again and harness guy just shoves his dick back into me in one hard thrust. This time, he’s the one holding poppers under my nose. “Take a deep breath boy, cause this time, I’m not going anywhere. I’m gonna destroy you boy”. His left hand holds onto my right leg for balance while his left hand is choking me. He looks angry. “Take that fucking dick boy”. I can barely take it anymore. The room is lit and I can see his lean bearded face under the cap. I also can make out a scorpion tattoo on his left pec. He sees that I’m looking at it. “You know what that means don’t you boy? Dirty little pigs like you are after that, I know it!”. His face looks more and more evil as he’s picking up the pace. “You’ve been fucked all night like a dirty whore. You don’t know by who but I guarantee you that this dick of mine is fucking toxic”. My hole is burning. “The moment I saw you, I knew you were the one I’d breed at the end of the night. Been building up that poz load for you all night”. He gives me one last whiff of poppers before I see his body stiffening. Guys around me are looking and encourage him. “Poz the boy!”. “Take my load boy!” as he’s unloading in my hole. As everyone is leaving me on my sling, I feel lost. I’m jerking off alone, just thinking that I just took my only second known poz load and wondering if I’m shooting my last neg load.

Part 9 - The most unlikely guys cheat As I've said before, I've often been surprised by the number of guys who will cheat on their boyfriends and partners and even more so by how many of them fuck bareback when they are cheating. I don't quite know why I find this such a turn on but some of the horniest experiences I've had are with guys that I honestly thought would never cheat on their partners. As always in these stories, I have changed some of the names to protect the (not so) innocent. It was 2005 and I was on my way into central London to meet a friend who was down from Scotland on a two day business course. I had known Callum for about ten years when he had first got together with his partner, who I had been friends with for a number of years. Callum had just turned 30, but somehow always managed to look at least ten years younger. He was slim but quite muscly, with blond floppy hair and a very attractive arse, which I couldn't help noticing always filled out his trousers very well. I was a bit early so I decided to drop into a bar in central London which at that time had a very active darkroom. The bar was quite often busy with an after work crowd, although the darkroom could be hit and miss but it was near the restaurant where I was meeting Callum and I was feeling horny so I decided to check it out. The downstairs bar was quite busy but the darkroom was not so I sat at the bar for a while and enjoyed my drink and then I took another trip into the darkroom. It was a lot busier now, mostly with guys wanking and sucking and soon I was being sucked off by a fit young Asian lad. I enjoyed the blowjob very much and after a while he motioned to me to turn round. I pushed my pants and trousers down to my ankles and pushed my arse out as the Asian lad pulled my cheeks apart and pushed his tongue up my arse. He rimmed me for a while and then turned me back round and took my cock back into his mouth. The darkroom had cleared a bit now and I had an uninterrupted view of three guys who were standing together in a corner wanking each other. As I watched, one of the guys got down and started sucking the other two. As he turned his head to suck the second guy I realised it was Callum. I was really surprised - both Callum and his partner had always said they were completely monogamous and I had never had any reason to think that either of them might be cheating. They seemed really happy and well suited and were planning their civil partnership the following year. I was really turned on watching Callum suck off two strangers in a dark room and I could see that one of the guys was getting close and then I heard him groan loudly and knew he was unloading in Callum's mouth. When he finished shooting his load, he pulled out of Callum's mouth and left the darkroom as Callum went back down on the other guy. I could now see that the guy Callum was sucking had a really nice big thick cock and I noticed that Callum had his cock out and was wanking as he sucked on it. It was all very horny but it was just about to get even hornier as Callum stood up. They kissed for a while and then the guy said something to Callum who nodded. Callum turned round and leant against the back wall of the darkroom and soon the other guy had pulled Callum's cheeks apart and was licking his arse. He rimmed Callum for a while and then stood up and started rubbing his cock over Callum's hole. Callum reached into his pocket and handed something to the guy. I assumed it was a condom and I was really turned on by the fact that Callum was going to let the guy fuck him. I then realised that it wasn't a condom - Callum had handed the guy a little pack of lube. I watched as the guy fingered some lube into Callum's hole and then rubbed some on the end of his cock. He then positioned himself behind Callum and began to push his bare cock slowly right up Callum's arse. Callum bent forward, his trousers and his white Calvin Klein pants down at his ankles and I could hear him giving little moans as the guy began to fuck him. I was still being sucked off and I was close to cumming now as I watched the guy begin to fuck Callum harder. I could hear Callum groaning now as the guy took hold of his hips and began to fuck him really hard. I was very close now and as the guy fucking Callum groaned and pushed his cock right up Callum and held it there I knew he was loading up Callum's unprotected arse and I shot my load into the young Asian lad's mouth. I wanted to get out the darkroom before Callum saw me so I pulled out the Asian lad's mouth and stuffed my cock back into my pants. As I did so, the guy pulled his cock out of Callum's arse and I saw some cum slide out Callum's hole. A short time later we were enjoying a very nice meal in an Italian restaurant and Callum was chatting happily about his partner and their plans for their civil partnership. I was really turned on by the fact that Callum had no idea I knew what he had been up to and I couldn't help wondering if his bareback fuck in the darkroom was a one off or if he made a habit of it. I met Luke at a friend's birthday lunch a couple of years after I had split with my partner and got on really well with him. He was a good looking, dark haired Irish guy in his late 20s and he had come over to London with one of his straight friends to work for six months. We got on so well that a couple of hours later we were on the way to the small bedsit he shared with his friend. He told me the friend had gone back to Ireland for the weekend to visit his girlfriend and daughter so we had the place to ourselves. The flat was very small, with two single beds, a kitchen area and a small toilet. "Sorry it's not very tidy," Luke said with a grin. I looked around and grinned back - that was something of an understatement. Actually Luke's half of the room was slightly tidier, but that wasn't saying much. I didn't care and soon our trousers and pants were off and we were kissing, sucking and rimming each other. Luke was quite hairy, with a long, thick cock and a really hairy arsehole. We sucked and rimmed each other for a bit longer and then Luke asked me to fuck him. He had already told me he didn't like condoms and I was really up for barebacking his fit hairy arse. He grinned and told me that it turned him on to fuck on his mate's bed and knelt up on the other bed, his arse in the air as he pushed a pile of clothes on to the floor. I pushed my cock up Luke's arse and he grunted as I began to fuck him. His hole was quite tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. Luke was giving little grunts as I fucked him and soon he was urging me on, telling me to fuck him harder and telling me how good my bare cock felt up his arse. I fucked him harder and before much longer I could feel myself starting to cum. "Oh fuck....fuck yeah!" he moaned as I pumped what felt like a big load of cum into his arse. We laid back on the bed and rested for a while and then I went down on Luke's cock and soon he was fully hard again. It was my turn now and I knelt up on the bed and Luke pushed his tongue up my arse. Soon he was rubbing the head of his cock over my hole and then his cock was up my arse. He was a brilliant fuck - I hadn't been fucked that well for a long time. He fucked me hard and fast and shot a big load of cum into me before pulling out and then he moved round and pushed his cock into my mouth. It was one of the horniest experiences I had had in a long time and Luke and I arranged to meet up the following weekend. We spent most of the weekend together and had a very horny time - fucking each other repeatedly over the course of the weekend. After that we started seeing each other regularly. Luke made no secret of the fact that he was continuing to fuck with other guys and I was fine with that. One Saturday afternoon we were having lunch in a pizza restaurant in west London and Luke leaned forward to me, a mischievous look in his eye. He said "Do you see that couple sitting at the table by the window?" I nodded - two good looking guys in their late 20s were sitting in one of the tables by the window, a small dark haired guy and a taller blond guy. Luke grinned again and said in a low voice "I fucked the blond guy a couple of weeks ago!" I asked if he had fucked the guy bareback and he grinned and said "Oh yes, he went home to his boyfriend with his arse well loaded." I looked at the guy , who was chatting with his partner as they enjoyed their food. Luke told me then that he loved fucking guys who were cheating on their partners and told me about some of the other cheating guys he had fucked - including one guy he had fucked bareback in the toilet of an Indian restaurant in Dublin while his unsuspecting partner was sitting at the table. A couple of weeks later, one of Luke's friends was over in London for a couple of days and we arranged to meet him for lunch. Luke told me Colin and his partner were supposed to be completely monogamous but hinted that Colin was a bit less so when he had had a few drinks. Colin was a nice guy, quite good looking, tall and very thin. We had lunch and then a few drinks and I notice that Colin had quite a lot to drink. Luke suggested that we go back to my place for some more drinks and soon we were back at mine. Colin was good company and soon he was asking about me and Luke. Luke asked him if he was up for some fun with us and Colin shook his head. "Better not." he said. A little later, Colin got up and went to the toilet. Luke pulled me towards him and began to kiss me and by the time Colin came back I was sucking Luke's cock. Luke had told me that Colin liked to watch and if he had had enough to drink he would probably join in. Colin grinned and sat back down, watching as I sucked Luke and then I stood up to let Luke suck me. Colin seemed to be enjoying watching us but did not make any attempt to join in as I turned Luke round and bent him over the settee. I pulled his cheeks apart and began to lick his arse. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Colin's pants and trousers were now down and he was playing with his cock as he watched me rimming Luke. "Do you want to see him fuck me?" said Luke and Colin said "Fuck yeah!" I fingered some lube into Luke's arse and then pushed my cock up his arse and began to fuck. Colin moved closer and watched as my cock thrust up Luke's arse. "Do you guys not use condoms?" he asked. "No, as you can see, we don't" said Luke with a grin. "Fuck, that's horny" said Colin as he sunk another drink and then moved in next to me. I took hold of his cock and he didn't resist as I began to wank him as I continued to fuck Luke. After a while I pulled out of Luke's arse and indicated to Colin to take over. Colin shook his head but did not resist as I pulled his cock towards Luke's arse. He groaned as his cock went into Luke's arse and then he began to fuck him. My hand was on Colin's arse as he fucked Luke and soon my finger found his arsehole and I pushed my finger up him. He groaned again and began to fuck Luke harder and before long he threw his head back and moaned "Fuck......fuck....FUCK! as he shot his load up Luke's arse. When he had pulled out Luke's arse, Colin mopped his brow with his T shirt and sat down, pouring himself another drink. We were all a bit out of breath now and ready for a break. We had some pizza and then the talk turned to sex again. I could see Colin was getting hard again and after he had another drink he suddenly said "I need to be fucked!" He pulled his trousers and pants off and bent over the settee, exposing a very fit, slim arse. Luke nodded to me and I went behind Colin, pulled his arse cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arsehole. Colin groaned and then Luke pushed his cock into Colin's mouth. I rimmed Colin for a while and then stood up and rubbed my cock over his wet hole. He didn't resist as I pushed the head of my cock into his arse so I pulled out, lubed him out and pushed my cock slowly right up him. "Fuck me!" he said Colin was bent over the settee, playing with his cock and moaning as Luke and I took turns to fuck him. We both started to fuck him harder and he was clearly loving it, moaning every now and then "Fuck me.......fuck me!" Luke shot his load up him first and then I pushed my cock into his cum filled hole and after just a few more thrusts added my load to Luke's. It was another very horny experience. Colin had a shower and left a short time later. I asked Luke about him and he grinned "Ah, sure, me and Colin have fucked loads of times", he said. "He just feels guilty about cheating, so he needs to have a few drinks and then a bit of time to pretend that he's not going to do it." He grinned again "What he doesn't know is that I've also been fucking his partner for a while now"! A few weeks later one of my friends was staying over with me for the weekend. Andrew was flying back into London and we had arranged that he would stay with me in London for the weekend before getting the train back to the north of England. I had been friends with Andrew for many years and he was one of my best friends. He was very kind, always very measured and always saw the good in people. He lived with his partner and their two adopted young children and I had never seen Andrew or his partner so happy. We were looking forward to catching up with each other and Andrew was looking forward to meeting Luke, who would also be staying for the weekend. I met Andrew at the airport on Friday afternoon and we had a good catch up before Luke arrived after his work. That evening we all went out for a meal and I could see that Luke and Andrew were getting on very well. When Andrew went to the toilet Luke grinned at me and said he was a really attractive guy. I told him to forget it - and said there was no way Andrew would cheat on his partner. "Ah," said Luke with a grin "Famous last words, that is!" I laughed. Luke became more serious and asked me if I would mind if he tried it on with Andrew. "I won't do it if you don't want me to." he assured me. I said I had no problem with him trying but still thought he had little chance of success. "We'll see!" said Luke, that mischievous look that I now knew so well in his eyes. We all enjoyed the meal and the company and I couldn't help noticing that, as the evening went on, Luke and Andrew were definitely flirting with each other. At one point I went to the toilet and when I came back, Andrew and Luke were deep in conversation, their heads together. A short time later we got a cab back to mine and I made us some coffee. When we had finished, Luke announced that he wasn't really tired and was going to watch some football on television before before coming up to bed. He looked at Andrew "Do you want to watch it with me?" he asked innocently and Andrew said "Err...yeah, that would be good." I said I was going up to bed and left them to it. I still didn't really think that Andrew would have sex with Luke but I was less sure now - I couldn't help thinking of the way they had been flirting with each other all evening and I definitely had the feeling that they had arranged something when I was at the toilet. It was about an hour later when Luke came up to bed, a very satisfied look on his face. "Well?" I said. Luke grinned "Well........" he said "Your friend has been a very naughty boy!" He put his finger to his lips as we heard Andrew coming up the stairs and making his way to the spare room and then he pulled off his trousers and pants and bent over in front of me. I guessed what he was about to do and sure enough, Luke pulled his cheeks apart and pushed. A load of cum slid out his hole and down the back of his balls. I was not really surprised now, but I was very turned on. "That's not all," said Luke, looking even more like the cat that had got the cream. He turned round and showed me his cock, which was still semi hard. "Did you bareback him?" I asked. Luke nodded. "Did you cum in him?" He nodded again and moved closer to me. I leaned forward and took his cock into my mouth. It was a bit musky and tangy and the fact that I was sucking Luke's cock after it had been up my friend's arse was a real turn on. I sucked Luke for while and when he was hard again, I bent him over the bed. I fingered his arse for a moment or two and then I pushed my cock up him and fucked him very hard, shooting my load up him after just about ten or twelve thrusts. A little later told me everything that he and Andrew had done. I said I was still really surprised that Andrew had fucked bareback. Luke grinned "I can tell you he didn't take much persuading!" he said, adding "His eyes lit up like a fucking Christmas tree when I said he could fuck me without a condom." The following evening was a beautiful warm summer's evening and Andrew, who was an excellent cook, had offered to cook a meal for me and Luke. As it was such a warm evening, we were going to eat outdoors. My house had an extension built out the back and this meant that the decking area was not overlooked at all. I had a table and chairs there and it was very pleasant to sit out there and relax in the summer. The seating area was not overlooked from the house either, apart from the spare room which Andrew was sleeping in. We had an excellent meal and another very pleasant evening. This time it was Luke and I who had hatched a plan so around 11 o'clock I said I was feeling a bit tired and would go up to bed. I suggested that Andrew and Luke stay out and have another drink or two and they both seemed happy with that idea. I waited a while and then made my way quietly to the spare room and looked out the window. Andrew had moved to sit closer to Luke and they were kissing each other. I could see that Andrew's hand was rubbing Luke's cock as they kissed and a short time later Luke stood up. I watched as Andrew unbuttoned Luke's jeans and pulled them down to his knees along with his pants. I began to rub my cock as I watched Andrew take Luke's cock into his mouth and suck on it eagerly. Andrew sucked Luke for a while and then they changed places. Andrew's pants were down now and for the first time I saw his cock. It was not as big as Luke's but still quite impressive. Luke was sucking Andrew's cock now and after a while they changed places again and Andrew sucked Luke again. The Luke pulled out of Andrew's mouth and Andrew turned around and leant against the wall, pushing his arse out and then Luke pulled his cheeks apart and began to lick his arse. I had my cock out now and I began to wank as I watched Luke push his big bare cock slowly up the arse of one of my best friends. I had never in a million years thought I would see Andrew with his arse in the air letting someone fuck him bareback and I was really turned on. Luke started fucking slowly, pulling his cock right back so that I had a great view of it disappearing up Andrew's arse again and then he began to fuck him harder. I could tell they were both really into it and Andrew was wanking and pushing back onto Luke's cock as they began to fuck harder. I could tell that Luke was getting close and soon he was pumping cum into Andrew's arse. He kept his cock up Andrew's arse as he stood up and then he took hold of Andrew's cock and began to wank him. Almost immediately Andrew began to shoot his load out in front of him as Luke continued pushing his cock gently up his arse. Insert existing attachment We all had breakfast together the following day and in the early afternoon I drove Andrew to the station and he got on the train back home to his partner. A few years later same sex marriage was legalised in the UK and Andrew married his partner. As I watched them exchange their vows, I couldn't help thinking back to the horny scenes I had witnessed between Andrew and Luke. I wondered if that was the only time Andrew had let himself be fucked bareback outside of his relationship - somehow I thought it probably wasn't. More recently I found out that another of my friends was straying outside his long term relationship and once again it was one of the people I would have said was the least likely - not only to be cheating, but to be barebacking. I had known Tom for a number of years and I had always that he was one of the most conscientious people I knew and he had always struck me as someone with very high standards. He had dark hair and glasses and always dressed very smartly. He kept himself very fit and liked to run marathons. He was also a really nice guy with a wicked sense of humour. Tom was a partner in a legal firm and lived in Glasgow with his husband. We didn't see that much of each other but every now and then when I was in Scotland or he was in London we would meet up for lunch. One evening I was up in Glasgow and was out with a friend in a restaurant in the centre of town. The restaurant was quite busy and it was only when a few people got up and left that I saw Tom sitting at one of the tables with a much younger guy. They were both very smartly dressed and had obviously come out after work. At first I didn't think anything of it and then I couldn't help noticing that they seemed to be quite intimate with each other and at one point Tom's hand was resting on the young lad's arm. The lad looked no more than 20 or 21 - he was slim and dark with spiky hair. Just then Tom looked up and realised I had seen him. I still didn't really think much more about it but Tom called me the next day and asked if I wanted to meet up for a coffee. I met up with Tom the following afternoon and he seemed a bit nervous. After a while he said "Look, about the other night..... I was.....with...." I told him he really didn't have to tell me anything but he said he wanted to. He told me that the lad he was with was a graduate trainee in his firm and told me they had been seeing each other for a few months now. He said the young lad, Sam, also had a partner and they were just having a bit of fun together. I could see Tom was a bit anxious about either of their partners finding out and I quickly told him he had absolutely nothing to worry about from me. He seemed to want to talk though and soon he was telling me about how he had got together with Sam. He said they had worked together regularly and he had felt that Sam was coming on to him. He said he had tried really hard to resist but one night when they were working late together he had given into temptation and Sam had sucked him off. They had got together a few more times and after Sam had sucked him off one night he asked Tom if he wanted to fuck him. Tom told me he had been very tempted - especially as Sam had indicated that he would be up for fucking without a condom. He tried really hard to put the idea out of his mind but he was becoming more and more tempted. Then he had spent a long weekend in Berlin with his husband and early one morning he had gone out jogging as usual in the Tiergarten which was near their hotel. Tom told me he was cruised by a young lad of about 18 or 19 with a shock of dyed blond hair and he was feeling so horny he followed the lad into the bushes and soon he was getting sucked off. He told me he had no intention of going any further but after he had sucked him for a while, the young lad had got to his feet , turned round, pulled his trousers and pants right down and bent forward. Tom had fingered his arsehole and found it wet with what he guessed was cum. He had not been able to resist and seconds later he was up the young lad bareback. He had fucked him against a tree and shot his load right up the lad's arse. A week or so later he had taken Sam up on his offer and had fucked him bareback and cum in his arse. I was very turned on by what Tom was telling me - and then he said one of the other reasons he was telling me all this was that Sam was up for a threesome and he thought I might be interested. Of course I was interested and a couple of months later I met up with Tom and Sam for drinks in the centre of Glasgow. Tom had said he wanted Sam to meet me to see if he was up for it. I was hoping he would be as Sam was a very attractive young lad. It turned out that Sam was up for it and a short time later we were in my hotel room. It was a little awkward at first but soon we got down to it and Sam was sucking my cock as Tom rimmed him. Then we changed places and I got my tongue up Sam's arse as he sucked Tom's cock. Tom and I had also been a bit awkward with each other - we had been friends for a number of years but soon we got past that and at one point Tom started sucking my cock as Sam licked his arse. After that, Sam knelt up on the bed and Tom and I both fucked him, shooting our cum right up his tight young arse. After we had rested for a while, Tom knelt up on the bed and I licked his arse and then Sam fucked him. It was all very unexpected and very horny. I've since had another threesome with them and a couple of horny encounters with Tom on his own when we sucked, rimmed and loaded each other up. As I said at the start of this post, I have been genuinely surprised by the encounters I have related in this post. Tom and Sam have both got partners and they are both fucking and being fucked by other guys too - despite neither of them being on Prep or anything. I may be surprised - but I'm certainly not complaining. Part 10 to follow

Bunker in Paris is excellent. It's my favourite. Exchanged so much seed there and always a cum filled hole to churn and dump my own load. Best is Sunday afternoons and Tuesday or Thursday night. Lots of action happening then. Usually I drop my seed in 3 different holes to spread the love :) 3 loads, 3 different asses :) and most of the times, someone else fucks into my seed right after I pulled out of the bottom. And when I whisper into a bottom' s ear "you want my poz load?" every one of them has answered "knock me up!" people know why they go there: sleazy bb action and go home with some souvenirs!

Sorry it's been so long. Wasnt sure where exactly to take it or if anyone was interested. Let me know if you enjoy the next installment, no sex but it sets up where I want to take it. A new life: the Auction. I awoke in what can only be described as a crate. It was hard, cramped and cold. I was naked and still smelt of piss. My mouth was dry and my head hurt. I could hear muffled voices. There wasn't much air. My lungs screamed for more air and I started to panic. As the sweat beaded on my forehead and rolled down my face I tried to calm myself. This had to be me being taken to the market. That's when it hit me. He was going to sell me. I closed my eyes and tried to stop myself from going into a full blown panic attack. "Prime pig..... Barely used.....Negative..... Untraceable...." I heard snippets. Was that about me? "Average body.... Tight hole..... Start the bidding." I wish I could see what was going on. After all whatever happened now would dictate my future. Suddenly a voice close by tore me back to the auction. "£2000 to see inside the crate before I decide if I want him." I couldn't even guess where the accent was from. I listened hard... Straining to hear... Light burst in. My eyes burned. I was dragged up by two big hards and spun on the spot. "As I stated," came the voice of the auctioneer, "not our finest lot tonight but worth a pretty penny." As quickly as I was freed I was pushed back down and the lid slammed shut. Fuck. I didn't even get a look at any of them. Now I'm back in the dark. I heard more random bits of the auction. Nothing much to make out it was all happening so fast. Then I heard it. "Sold." The crate juddered and shifted. The auction was over for me. The lid flipped open and I was blinded again. Then as quickly as the light came unconsciousness followed. My new owner had drugged me. One last thought echoed through my head. My new life starts when my eyes open. If only I knew what was coming.

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

I love the Bunker as a client took me there and we had great time a real sleazy pit for BB sex.

Looking down at his phone, Tim turned it on. "Walt sent me a text." He said. "K C, he thanks you for sending the squad car and the locksmith. Both of them were friendly and professional, which helped to calm his nerves. Oooh, he also has some big news to share!" K C gave Tim's knee a gentle squeeze. "Walt seems to be an important man in your life. By the way, Longstreet Enterprises built your building and a subsidiary takes care of the management, so that makes me your landlord and Walt's boss. If it's not prying, can you tell us about him?" "Of course." Tim replied. "I first met Walt and Mary Ryan when I went to look at my condo. Walt called to inform me that the listing agent was in the hospital with a burst appendix, but he was willing to handle the appointment. Having seen the artist's rendering, my mind had been made up. My appointment was the last of the day and the Ryans were waiting outside of the building. Standing 2" shorter than me, with dark brown hair, clean shaven, with ruggedly handsome features, Walt cut a fine figure. Mary was a striking beauty with red hair and green eyes like mine and when I said she resembled Greer Garson, only more beautiful, she blushed. They took me to a furnished unit with standard features, which were high end and I knew I'd be buying and I had more than enough ready cash to afford some upgrades. Walt was fully conversant with the standard features and Mary surprised me by making suggestions as to what upgrades I might want. In the master bedroom, it was obvious that my full sized bed would get lost and Mary said that she and Walt would take me to a furniture store to pick out a masculine king sized bed. I asked about the possibilities of having ceiling fans and some color in certain rooms and Walt assured me that he'd take care of it personally and we'd go to the hardware store where I could pick out fans and paint. There was an RV next to the building, where I selected my upgrades and I wrote out a check for the deposit. At the furniture store, Mary found a 4 poster bed with chrome accents and matching pieces that couldn't have been more perfect. Next up was the hardware store, where I picked out fans and paint colors. After all they'd done for me, I insisted on taking them to dinner. They kept me updated on the progress, going above and beyond the norms. I'd paid the movers to pack and unpack to avoid the stress and I'd also made arrangements to donate my bedroom furniture. On the day of the move, Walt and Mary greeted me with 2 packages, a set of wine glasses and a bottle of Italian red wine and after thanking them, I said we'd use them after I treated them to dinner. Instantly, this happily married straight couple had made my condo a home." To be continued

I'm not feeling 100% today. Splitting headache. And all I wanna do is play with my dick. Isn't this a sign of something else that chasers go through when it comes? Probably not that, but I wanted to share that I'm touching my dick! Lol

Last night, my buddy whored my ass out. He ordered me to wait on all 4s on the floor, jocked with my legs spread. He offered my hole to anyone who wanted to dump his load in me. The first cock was thrust up my ass around 7pm and the last was midnight. 6 anon men bred me and my buddy topped me off with his load at the end. I love having my asshole filled with sperm.

Part 27 - Poking Charlie After a light dinner Carrington took Charlie to the bathroom stripping him naked then taking his hand walking to the shower. Carrington took the shower head off he looked at Charlie "Bend over" he said grinning. Charlie looked at the shower head "You are not fucking me with that" he replied eyes open wide. Carrington laughed "No, I guess you have never had to clean out before sex". "Clean out?" Charlie asked looking at Carrington then the shower head backing away a little. Laughing screams echoed from the bathroom along with the occasional slapping noise and the words keep still. The odd retching sound from Charlie sat on the toilet expelling the water in gushes. "Enjoying that?" Carrington asked still in fits of laugher. "No" Charlie replied, "At least with a women you can just fuck without all this". Carrington reattached the shower head "Ready to shower?" he asked. Charlie stood "Don't know if I will ever look at that the same way" he said nervously laughing. He walked towards the shower "Oh no" Charlie said suddenly running back to the toilet sitting down. After three more attempts Charlie finally managed to take a shower and towel himself dry joining Carrington in bed. Thinking he would be nervous and worried about the pain, he was strangely calm falling in to Carrington's arms. Slowly and with exquisite tenderness Carrington ventured forward taking Charlie on an erotic love making journey. Exploring every inch of Charlie's body and ending up back in each others arms, Charlie let out a subtle moan feeling Carrington's finger rubbing at his hole. Sublime erotic tingles running up his spine spreading out in to every nerve ending in his body. The finger working a little deeper each time, Charlie moaned louder actually feeling his hole encouraging Carrington's finger. There was a little discomfort at first but his focus on kissing Carrington allowed a peace offering to his arse. Gradually Charlie found himself laying face down on the bed with Carrington kneeling beside him stroking his arse and back. Charlie moved his hand and touched Carrington's cock almost feeling the desire in he firmness. He giggled feeling the cooling liquid hitting his hole, turmoil running through his head unsure what to expect. The bed under him moved and he felt the weight of Carrington and the soft warm skin touching his back, lifting his head up waiting for the moment and ready to cry out in pain. 'You are too tense Charlie relax' Carrington said kissing his neck and cheek, turning his head to meet Carrington's lips they kissed having the desired effect and relaxing his body. Slowly Carrington moved his cock between the soft crevice between the firm arse cheeks, Carrington's cock crying out to delve in and take him, rubbing against the lubed hole had Carrington moaning in a state of desperation. With gentle movement he allowed Charlie time to enjoy the feeling, the small moans of pleasure escaping Charlie, his arse now pushing up wanting to feel more. Carrington's hands moved along Charlie's arms until their hands held each other, the significance of this act and Charlie squeezing Carrington's hand exuded a love neither of them had ever felt before. His final act of commitment to Carrington about take centre stage. His hips drew back allowing his cock to move in to position, kissing Charlie's neck a few times he then eased down very slowly. The body under him tensing immediately, he pulled back waiting for Charlie to relax again then eased down a slightly less tensing took place and Carrington held his cock there kissing Charlie's neck again. A little more pressure added and his head snapped upwards half moaning and crying, his hole opened taking the head of Carrington's cock. Carrington squeezed Charlie's hands in comfort, his legs squirming left to right in discomfort for a moment. His arse wanting to reject the intrusion yet he was somewhat in control and gritted his teeth crying and moaning louder, it was a sacrifice through the pain he had to make. Carrington kissed him on the ear 'breath deeply and slowly Charlie' he whispered. Nodding his head he took several nervous deep breaths feeling his arse relax a little followed by more of the invading cock. Concentrating on his breathing and gasping each time more of Carrington got inside him, shaking his head 'Wait' he said through a gasp. Carrington held perfectly still feeling Charlie's deep breaths and softening moans, in time with his deep in take of air Carrington pushed feeling his cock slide the rest of the way. Charlie groaned his body stretching and head collapsing on the bed 'Fuuuck' he groweld squeezing Carrington's hand tightly until his knuckles turned white. His entire body pinned on the bed by Carrington suddenly had Charlie giggling, he really had no idea what to make of the weirdness of it all. Raising his head he turned to see Carrington looking at him 'Oh fuck' Charlie said lunging his face forward to kiss him. Intuitively Carrington's hips started moving slowly up and down, tiny movements but enough for Charlie to feel. The whimpers soon dying out replaced by moans from deep in his chest, Charlie broke away from the kiss 'Oh god your fucking me' he said sounding half surprised. Carrington kissed him 'And about time' he softly cooed at Charlie licking and kissing his nose 'Wanted to do this for so long Charlie, finally you are mine and I am yours' he whispered running his tongue across Charlie's lips. Charlie unable to speak felt an increase in the weight and speed of Carrington's hips moving against his arse 'Argh, argh, argh' Charlie responded before Carrington shut him up in another deep kiss. His arse beginning to feel on fire from the friction of the cock rubbing against the inside of his arse, for a moment it eased then returned less painful, Carrington's pre-cum leaking out providing a natural lubricant. Still he waited for the real pain to begin, Carrington was true to his words and treated Charlie so delicately in his rhythm, the occasional hard deep thrust was delivered delicately and held there for a moment. Charlie responding by louder deep groans vibrating in his body, his hands held firmly with Carrington's. His hips started moving faster, the signs of his orgasm starting to build. The only movement coming from Carrington's hips riding in a wave motion, their bodies appeared stuck together the moans from Charlie filling the air around them, the gentle sound of balls tapping against Charlie's arse. Charlie lowered his head moaning as a powerful force of erotic pleasure took over his body. Carrington's head slightly above and to the side of Charlie's head was emitting erratic breathing, his body almost shuddering with each moment his orgasm built. Letting out two loud breaths his hips pushed down and arse cheeks clenched hard, caught by surprise Charlie cried out at the sudden sharp pain squeezing Carrington's hands again. Charlie's body reacted with his senses heightened, he could feel the pulsing in his arse, the hard jabbing movements of Carrington's hips sending shards of very weird pain through his body. Carrington groaning in to his left ear, he became aware that he was feeling Carrington's orgasm. The pain no longer evident his arse pushed up against Carrington's hips hard urging him on, Carrington responding by clenching his arse tight and pushing down. Carrington's body laying heavily on top of Charlie, their hands still clasped together, Carrington panted lightly through soft happy noises. Their eyes remained fixed on each other, staring, unblinking and full of love. Over the last few years being in this position had never crossed his mind, but here he was pinned under this amazing man with an array of emotional feelings. He just did something to Charlie that brightened his life and allowed him to face hidden secretive parts that had always been there, without judgement Carrington had released the true person in him. After a few moments Charlie shook his head "Dam my arse aches and burns,' he softly said. Carrington smiled "It will get easier" he replied gently kissing him. Charlie smiled "Do you think it will be a girl or a boy" he asked then laughed. Carrington raised his head "I hope it will be a boy" he said smiling. "Two boys" Charlie said laying his head back down on the bed. Carrington laid his head down facing Charlie "Would you really like 2 boys?" he asked. Charlie smiled "Yes" he replied, "Always wanted children, I don't know why". Carrington smiled "I want to adopt like my parents did" he said looking Charlie in the eyes. "Two boys it is then" Charlie replied, "If you think you can handle two". Carrington chuckled "Not for a few years yet though I want to enjoy you as much as possible". Charlie smiled and sighed lovingly "Thank you Carrington, for everything". Charlie spent the next few days exploring Buckhead, the more he saw of it the more he liked this perfect little suburb of Atlanta. His exploration done mostly through jogging the streets, he was even getting recognised by some of the other gay guys who frequented the gym who often shouted over at him 'Hey Brit' since they didn't know his name. Rico would finish filming by 2pm and would swing by picking Charlie up taking him out to lunch. Supposedly just quick lunches but with the amount of people who recognised Rico and wanted to talk about his latest series being aired meant that lunches ended up being longer than anticipated. The coming weekend Rico invited Carrington and Charlie to join them at Barclay House where he hosting a dinner for all his co-stars to celebrate their recent award wins. It mean another shopping trip for Charlie being a black tie event, Rico swung by Friday afternoon taking Charlie to Lennox Square and Ermenegildo Zegna boutique. He just went with the flow and trusted Rico's judgement after all he wanted to Charlie to look good. After trying on several tuxedos Charlie sat down and read the text message he received from Dave his commanding officer. He was brief and to the point expressing his disappointment but understanding, Charlie replied confirming he would attend in a couple of weeks. "You look like a twink with the world on his shoulders" Rico said sitting down next to him. Charlie looked up "Oh its nothing" he replied putting his phone away. "Charlie!" Rico said looking at him, "If something is bothering you talk". Charlie sighed "I have confirmation of my discharge from the navy in two weeks" he said. "Oh right" Rico replied patting his knee, "So you are leaving the military then?" he asked. Charlie nodded "Partly your fault, being so nice to me" he said smiling. Rico grinned "Does that mean..." he started saying before Charlie stopped him. "Don't ask" Charlie said abruptly, "Some things need to be worked out then we will tell you". Rico sat back in his chair smiling "If you need help with residency Mason has contacts". Charlie chuckled "Stop it Rico" he said, "I mean it and not a word to Mason yet". "Hmm" Rico replied, "I will consider it as long as you hang with me Saturday night". Charlie looked at him "You want to show me off more like" he retorted grinning. "Of course you cute little twink" Rico said teasing him. "Stop calling me a fucking twink" Charlie muttered under his breath. Rico looked at him then laughed. "Perfecto" Rico said standing up taking the bags from the assistant. Charlie got Carrington's credit card to hand over. "Put it away Charlie" Rico said. Charlie walked with Rico out of the boutique "You didn't pay though" he said. Rico laughed "Charlie you have much to learn. Dam photographers" he said waving his hand. Rico grabbed Charlie and headed out of Lennox Square. "Slow down" Charlie complained. Rico and Charlie reached Barclay House just after 5pm and Carrington arrived a few minutes before them already sitting down in the family room with Mason. They spent a cosy evening having dinner outside and talking late in to night. Saturday morning Charlie got up and stood by the window looking out at the peaceful grounds. Below on the terrace people were bustling around setting up tall tables where the cocktail party would be before dinner in the great room as it was called. Carrington woke and slipped out of bed padding across the room naked and semi erect with his morning wood. Charlie moaned softly feeling the arms and warm body touching his. "Morning" Charlie said turning his head and kissing Carrington. Carrington smiled "Morning. Everything alright?" he asked. Charlie nodded. "What a strange world you live in" Charlie said watching the people bustling around on the terrace. "This isn't too much for you?" Carrington asked looking slightly worried. Charlie leaned his head back against Carrington "A little" he replied stroking his arm. "You haven't changed your mind?" Carrington asked. "No" Charlie said looking at him, "I have got my discharge orders Carrington". Carrington kissed him "Are you definitely sure Charlie?" he asked seeing reassurance. "Scared as hell to be honest" Charlie confessed, "I will be out of a job and career". Carrington nodded "Rico needs an assistant his last one left months ago" he said laughing. "Don't joke like that" Charlie replied, "Lunch with him lasts hours and I feel like a gooseberry". Carrington laughed squeezing Charlie "Very sexy one, I know they can go on but that is Rico". Carrington kissed his neck "Come and shower with me" he whispered softly taking his hand. Walking down the staircase and through several rooms to reach the kitchen and family room they could hear Mason and Rico in fits of laughter, opening the door the housekeeper was standing over them along with a young man Charlie hadn't seen before. The young man was probably in his late twenties about Charlie's height with black hair and striking blue eyes with a normal body, he was dressed in a chefs tunic. Everyone was so occupied and laughing looking at a magazine the housekeeper brought with her that morning that they didn't notice Carrington and Charlie entering. "What is going on?" Carrington asked approaching them, "Nate back from your holiday?". "Carrington" Nate cried out walking over and hugging him, "And who is this?" he asked. "Charlie this is Nate my parents chef, just back from holiday" Carrington said. Nate shook hands and looked Charlie up and down "I approve Carrington" he said smiling. "Like I need you approval" Carrington replied, "What is going on?". Nate smiled "I will let Rico show you" he replied, "Eggs for you, what about your man?". Charlie shrugged "Have you get shredded wheat?" he asked. Nate looked at him "No idea what that is, you can have eggs, bacon, waffles, pancakes, fruit" he suggested. "Egg and bacon please, with grilled tomato" Charlie replied feeling hungry. Nate nodded "How do you like your eggs?" he asked. Charlie didn't know if this was trick question "From a chicken" he replied. Carrington laughed slapping Charlie's arse "No, how do you like them cooked" he said. "Oh right, scrambled don't like fried stuff" Charlie replied. "Yeah I could have guessed as much" Nate replied looking at his body. "Morning guys" Mason called out refilling his coffee cup, "You have to see this" he said. They walked over to an article in the magazine, a big picture of Rico on the left page and the right was a picture of Rico and Charlie leaving the boutique both smiling and looking at each other. Carrington burst out laughing reading the headline 'Hot Latin TV Sensation Rico On The Town With Handsome Young Man', Charlie read through the article his mouth open reading the lies being suggested in the stories. Mason and Rico went quiet watching Charlie's response unsure how he was going to react at his face splashed in the trashy gossip magazine. "You okay?" Carrington asked trying to assess Charlie. Charlie looked at Carrington "Dam I look fucking hot" he said grinning. Rico stood up hands on his hips looking in a huff "Last time I take you out" he said. Charlie chuckled. "I have never been upstaged by anyone so British" Rico said walking towards Charlie. Charlie held his arms open and embraced Rico " Oh Rico, of course I am hotter than you" he said giggling. They both laughed and spent breakfast reading over the article for ages, Mason sat watching them with a big smile and nodded to Carrington. He knew that was his father's very real approval of Charlie and in that instant Carrington seemed to drop a massive burden from his shoulders, leaning back in his chair and smiling it didn't go unnoticed by Rico and Charlie. Mason stood looking at Rico tapping his watch "Come on Rico we have lots to do" he said. "Si mi amour" Rico replied standing, "1pm for lunch" he said to Carrington and Charlie. "Yes father" Carrington replied, "Think we will hit the gym and buff up for tonight". "Charlie you need to tell let me know what you like and don't like" Nate called over to him. "What now?" Charlie replied walking over to him. "Not right now but I do need to know" Nate replied, "What would you like for lunch?". Charlie chuckled "I don't know" he said then "Ah toad in the hole" he said laughing. Nate stood scratching his head confused. "Look it up" Charlie said leaving with Carrington. Carrington laughed "Crap I have never been able to stump him like that" he said. Charlie looked at Carrington "What's going on, what's happening?" he asked. "What do you mean?" Carrington replied looking at him. "Something more relaxed about you, I can't put my finger on it" Charlie said stopping. Carrington smiled "Absolutely nothing, in fact everything is just so". Charlie shook his head "You are a conundrum sometimes" he said kissing him. "You have impressed both my parents Charlie, they like you and that is big" Carrington said. Charlie nodded and his smiled dropped "How the hell I tell my parents I don't know". They went up to the bedroom and change then headed down the stairs electing to go to the gym in Buckhead rather than the one in the house so they could get out of the way for the morning. Rico came running out after them handing his car keys over to Charlie 'Take mine Charlie I know you like driving it'. Carrington warned Charlie that his fathers purple Porsche was well known around town. He shrugged it off laughing unable to pass the opportunity up. Carrington shouted across the courtyard at his father telling him they would have words later. Rico in true award winning sitcom style turned throwing a look at Carrington then blew him a kiss laughing and closing the front doors. After their workout Charlie knew what Carrington meant, the car was surrounded by fans waiting and looking mildly disappointed with the appearance of Charlie and Carrington. They still asked where Rico was and settling for second best wanted photos taken with Carrington. It was definitely an eye opener for Charlie seeing that many of the very avid fans knew who Carrington was, they handed him congratulation cards for Rico's win and wanted to kiss him. Unfortunately Charlie got dragged into a couple of photos with fans asking who he was, his reply was no one special. Charlie locked the doors "That was scary" he said looking at Carrington. "I warned you" Carrington replied laughing, "I forgot to mention this happens sometimes". "Cheers" Charlie replied glancing at Carrington then realising their photo was being taken. "They never stop" Carrington said looking worried, "Let's get home". Charlie looked at him "Home" he said smiling. Carrington reached over grabbing his hand. Rico stood at the door seeing his car coming along the driveway. Carrington grabbed the pile of cards from the back seat and heard Rico laughing his head off. Charlie handed him the keys 'No damage' he said kissing him on the cheek. Carrington fetched the last card off the back seat and looked over but Rico and Charlie had already gone inside, he smiled shaking his head and knew that Charlie was going to fit in so well with his family. Lunch ended up with a promise that Charlie would show Nate how to cook toad in the hole since he couldn't fathom it out properly, he omitted to tell Nate that his twin would have to be on a video call explaining how to do it. By early evening Charlie was dressed in his tuxedo, a little nervous yes but actually looking forward to the evening. Walking in to the great room mason looked up and smiled at how immaculate Charlie looked. "That is one fine gentleman" Mason said causing Rico to look up. Rico nodded "Very suave" he said, "Charlie do you know how to behave?" he asked chuckling. Charlie rolled his eyes "I am a navy man of course I know" he said walking over. Carrington grabbed four glasses of champagne "We have a little announcement to make" he said. Mason raised an eyebrow "I hope this is not going to upset the evening" he replied. "No" Carrington replied as Charlie held his hand, "Charlie and I are going to set up home here in Atlanta". Mason looked for a moment then hugged Charlie "Thank you so much" he said nearly crying. Rico hugged Charlie "Thank you" he said kissing him on the cheek. "We will spend some of the year in England at Charlie's home as well" Carrington said. "Of course" Mason replied, "Actually the director of the INS is coming tonight". Carrington cocked his head to one side "Did you plan this?" he asked smirking at Mason. "Not at all, pure coincidence he is a friend" Mason said sounding offended but grinning. Charlie laughed unconvinced "I will let you off this time" he said making Mason laugh. Charlie had no idea who the guests were that evening, he was introduced to a lot of glamour both men and women from Rico's TV series and other co-stars, there was plenty of hot looking men in the room but Charlie by far was the biggest hit of the evening since word quickly got around he was dating Rico and Mason's son. Even though they had made the announcement Charlie kept his promise and hung out with Rico thoroughly enjoying his evening. Making his way around the room Charlie half expected it to be all highly strung diva actors seeking attention constantly, well that is what he had read about in some of the magazines. To his surprise everybody seemed completely relaxed despite the surroundings and the odd photographer milling around during the cocktail party. No matter who Rico spoke to a customary photograph was taken and Rico made sure that Charlie was in the shot. It was a cleverly disguised way of getting Charlie known to his fans and importantly their friends. Mason and Carrington mixed together keeping an eye on Charlie and sure enough his military training showed through with his precise manners and compliments pulling the guests in to his charm and English nature. "How are you going Charlie?" Rico asked finding themselves a quiet few minutes. "Loving it" Charlie replied, "I'm half expecting famous Hollywood or reality stars to show up". Rico laughed "Mi nino, no" Rico replied smiling, "We don't invite trash to our parties". Charlie laughed "How can it be a party without trash?" he asked putting his empty glass down. "Rico, Rico, Rico puta madre" Alberto said shining in his silver jacket approaching them. "Oh Charlie, you ask for trash and here it comes" Rico said putting a hand on his shoulder chuckling. Alberto strode purposely the last few steps towards them, at 26 he was no where near as big or famous as Rico in the TV world but he loved to make an entrance, Puerto Rican descent with a string of discarded gay lovers left in his wake he was one divine looking Latino. Even with his jacket on the muscles in his arms protruded, his dark brown wavy hair framing a laser precision chiselled face, light brown eyes and whispers of a moustache and hair below his lip and down his chin and Latin brown skin gave him a look of erotic prowess. A sight that even captivated Charlie for a brief moment. "Alberto you managed to climb out of your trash can?" Rico asked smiling. Alberto waved his hand "I like to make an entrance, I see you are dressed for the soup kitchen". Charlie nearly choked from laughing. "Even I would choke being with him" Alberto said to Charlie. Rico laughed "Charlie this unfortunate thing is Alberto Suarez, calls himself an actor" he said. Charlie held out his hand and Alberto looked at it "No, we kiss" he said grabbing Charlie. Alberto felt a hand on his shoulder "Hands off Gloria" Carrington said. Alberto laughed "Only one person calls me Gloria" he said turning and hugging Carrington hard. "When did you get back from Puerto Rico?" Carrington asked. "Two days ago" Alberto replied kissing Carrington on the cheeks. The hugged last a while "When are you going make a dishonest man of me" Alberto asked letting go. "You are way past dishonest Albe" Carrington replied hugging him again. "Anyway I see you have met Charlie my boyfriend, my man and not yours" Carrington said. Alberto looked at Charlie and nodded "Yes very nice, I like" he said now shaking hands. "Carrington take Albe to get a drink, no one can recognise him without a glass in his hand" Rico said smirking. "Did they?" Charlie was about to ask but Rico laughed. "Certainly not, Albe grew up knowing Carrington" Rico said, "Child actor, well still is". During dinner Charlie found himself sat opposite Alberto and next to Rico and Carrington, Mason sat next to Alberto and Charlie noticed there was a clear friendship despite all the banter between. Alberto fell in love with Charlie's accent constantly asking him to say typical British things then trying to copy him. After dinner Charlie managed to get away from Rico and found Mason sitting outside getting some fresh air nursing a glass of brandy. Charlie slipped outside and sat next to him "Are these parties always like this?" he asked. Mason siled "No, thank god, I can't keep up with the conversation half the time" he replied. "The next one who asks to me to say something I will punch" Charlie said resting back. Mason patted Charlie's leg laughing "You certainly stole the light this evening". They sat there talking for ages, Carrington noticing Charlie was missing spotted them and stood by the bi-fold windows watching with a smile on his face. The sight of them getting along so effortlessly and the drink got him all emotional, apart from someone to love it was important that his parents like them as well. Rico came over putting his arm around his son 'Perfect choice mi hijo', Carrington wiped his eyes and leaned on his father's shoulder watching Mason and Charlie laughing in their own private little world. Rico kissed Carrington's head 'Come on let's get these divas out of here' he said. Like a wave of time their stay was up and they stood at the airport saying good bye to Mason and Rico, Carrington had work to do and Charlie had to go for his discharge order. Massive strings were pulled and Charlie was leaving the US with dual citizenship and residency rights. Charlie was sad on one hand to be leaving after having the most amazing two weeks. The other was excitement to see Conrad who would be back from his honeymoon and he desperately wanted to see his twin. Conrad was too excited to sleep and was up at the crack of the dawn, leaving Harry in bed he headed off with Felix to Heathrow desperate to see his twin and Carrington. Pacing up and down Felix grabbed hold of Conrad and sent him off to grab some coffees for everyone to keep him occupied and out of the way. Conrad arrived back just in time as Charlie and Carrington came through the doors, Felix grabbed the coffee tray and Conrad ducked under the barrier. Charlie ran towards him sweeping him off his feet hugging him tightly as flurries of words flew in the air about missing each other, playing it calm Conrad decided not to go on about his disappearance to Atlanta. Instead he smiled and nodded at Carrington over Charlie's shoulder then went over and hugged Carrington kissing him on the cheek.

Day 1 ( continued) I made it through security with no problems I even got a nice little pat down from a very hot security guard who winked at me when he felt that I had my butt plug inside. I got to the gate and handed the gate personnel my boarding pass and they started loading passengers into the plane. I sprung for first class tickets so I sat snuggly in my first class chair and had a very hot flight attendant come by and offer me a complimentary drink which I took. We made eye contact for a moment and he winked at me just like the security guard did. I sat in comfortably and my mind ran with thoughts of what the flight attendant and I could get into before our flight landed in Florida. The plane took off and the rumbling from the takeoff made my butt plug go in a little bit deeper causing me to whimper and moan a little enough for the flight attendant here and look over at me and give me another wink. And when we got to cruising outitude things started to settle down and the flight attendants started to serve snacks and drinks to its other passengers. When the flight attendant who winked at me returned to his seats I looked over at him and gave him a wink and a nudge that let him know I was interested in him and if he was wanting to go into the bathroom for a little quickie. He nodded and held up five fingers I took that as a sign to go in and in five minutes he would join me so I unbuckled my seatbelt and went into the first class private bathroom eagerly awaiting him. 5 minutes later I heard a knock on the door and figured it was him open the door and sure enough he was there with a nice smile on his face. He walked in and closed the door and locked it behind him and whispered that it really has to be quick because we can't be in here too long so we quickly stripped all of our clothes and started to make out with a fiery passion. I love that he had two matching biohazard tattoos over each nipple and thought to myself this is going to be an easy summer to complete. I started sucking his nipples shifting from left to right causing him to whimper a bit when my teeth graze across them. I worked my way down to my prize meat of a solid 9 in long and as thick as a beer can and thought to myself how did I get so lucky? After sucking this strong masculine meat he spun me around quickly and saw that I had a butt plug inside. He whispered in my ear did somebody already have a little fun before the flight? I whispered to him yes I got fucked by the cab driver that drove me to the airport and he filled me with his hot poz seed. This made him very turned on knowing that I already had a poz load in my guts turning helping to make me convert. He pulled out the butt plug and I could hear a nice pop when it got to the end and he quickly lapped up the little bit of load that was coming out of my ass and then quickly inserted his man meat in my hole down to the root and one shot. I moaned a little softly so that way nobody heard what was going on as a whispered in my ear I am very happy to help you convert more. He started fuckinh me with gusto and sure enough quickly deposited another positive load to mix with the first one. We were able to do this quickly with little to no sound so that way nobody knew what was going on and I was happy sitting back in my seat with a second pause load in my hole in the butt plug reinserted to help keep it there. As the flight attendant resumed his duties I caught the glance of another first class passenger that gave me a wink and a thumbs up clearly knowing what went on in that bathroom. This passenger leaned over to me and asked if he was good? I whispered to him that he was definitely good and wished it could have been longer. He then whispered to me if I was up for more and I nodded yes and he then whispered to me in a few moments we will have a repeat performance with him. After about 20 minutes the passenger got up gave me a nod and made his way towards the bathroom and I closely followed him in. this man was a little bit more rough with me but I was happy for it he wasted no time stripping pulling out the butt plug and shoving his cock in my ass with no foreplay. He fucked me nice and hard causing me to bite down on my shirt to keep myself from making too much noise I'm sure the bathroom rattled a little bit but nobody came to investigate which made it even more hotter. He quickly came in my ass and then whispered to my ear I hope you're on meds because I gave you a highly poz load up that ass. I whispered back telling him the cab driver and the flight attendant who fucked me before him were also HIV positive and that my summer was to be nothing but getting poz loads in my ass. He said to me enjoy your journey because it sounds like a absolutely positive one to have and chuckled and left the bathroom. I reinserted my butt plug and returned to my seat catching the eye of the flight attendant who saw me walking out of the bathroom and smiled. We were an hour away from our destination and the flight attendant came back up to me woke me up from a nap and told me to follow him. I followed him into the cockpit of the plane to where I saw the captain and co-captain were both sitting at their seats fully naked. The flight attendant told the captain and co-captain that I was to be the snacks for them this flight and they looked at me with a lustful hunger in their eyes. I could see the biohazard tattoo that each of them shared right above their pelvis below their stomach and the new that these two had to be lovers to get matching tattoos. I wasted no time going to the Captain first and putting his 7-in cock down my throat causing him to moan and shift to accommodate more into my throat I could tell he was getting close so I pulled off of him and sat straight down on his cock after removing my butt plug and letting him come into my ass. if it wasn't for the copilot flying the plane I think the captain might have had taken it into a downward dive with how he was enjoying this attention more than anything. Once I was done with the captain I moved to the co-captain and performed the same act getting the same results and once I was done I now had five positive loads wedged in my ass by my butt plug I was so satisfied with how my summer vacation was taking off. I went back to my seat after I put my plug back in and got dressed and finished my nap before we arrived.

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

I've been trying to get a Tucson layover so I could meet up with the HOT HOT HOT multi load top, but wasn't having any luck. So I asked him if he'd want to meet up in Phoenix for a night of fucking. He was game, but also wanted to share my ass with others and suggested a gang bang. I was absolutely game for this so we set the date of this past Saturday, and I started contacting group friendly tops in Phoenix that I've played with before. I checked in at 1PM, and the start time was set for 6PM. Tucson top was going to arrive at 6, along with the others. In total it was myself, Tucson top, and 5 others. Everyone played really well in a gang bang scene, passing me around and sharing my ass. Four guys gave me one load each but Tucson and one other guy went above and beyond. One guy that was new to me wound up giving me 4 loads. Each of his turns with me was with a lot of making out and we had a pretty good chemistry together. After every couple of loads I took, Tucson would felch my hole and feed it to me. SO hot! Tucson top gave me 5 loads in my ass and his last load was in my mouth. The last load from Tucson, he wasn't hard enough to get back in my hole, but he jerked off so I could swallow. What really surprised me was the volume of cum on his 6th load. Usually at that point when the top cums there's not a lot there. But his 6th load had a lot of volume still. So after about 3 hours had passed, I'd taken one load in my mouth and 13 in my ass. My hole stung a little bit from the heavy use and I could have taken more, but it was my legs that were starting to give out. When it was just myself and Tucson top left, we were both hungry and ran out to get a bite to eat. He was very eager to parade my slutty ass out in public LOL. As much of a top pig as he is, he's also very sweet and very sensual. He'd planned on staying over with me, and when we got back to the room we got undressed and crawled into bed to spoon before going to sleep. It was so nice to feel him pressed against my back with his arms around me. I eventually rolled over to face him and kiss him. There wasn't any more fucking, but he laid on top of me and we kissed for a long time. He felt that I was rock hard, and realized that I hadn't cum this entire time. He asked what we could do to get me off. I said I was happy to jerk and edge myself as we kissed. He was happy to oblige, and as I was slowly jerking myself he slid a couple of fingers in my hole, slowly working them in and out. I was in heaven and trying to prolong my orgasm as much as possible. But it was so fucking hot that I blew my load quicker than I wanted to. With my cum all over my stomach and chest, he pulled me to him so that he was also coated with my load. I then rolled back over, he put his arms around me and we spooned as we fell asleep. When we woke up, we snuggled a bit more but more fucking wasn't on the table. He was still kind of "done" from the night before. And I'm NEVER up for morning sex, not until I've had a few cups of coffee and a shower to wake up. He declined taking a shower before he started his drive home, he said he wanted to smell my cum on him and probably wouldn't shower the entire day. After he left I fingered myself a little bit, wondering if there was any cum left from the night before. But whatever was left when I went to sleep I completely absorbed. No cum went to waste, as it should be. Here's hoping I can get a Tucson layover in December.

Off topic, but any cum not going inside u is a waste...just saying....

** butthole spasms

After Breeding this boy, Locking his cock in chastity we decided to put him in a diaper and send him on his way. I look forward to Breeding him again next weekend.

some people just don`t seem to be able to chill and let a guy tell a story his own way at his own pace ....... it`s a good start and am more than happy to let it spin out ...... makes it more suspenseful ........ when guys make an effort to write stories for us instead of criticism I think a little gratitude would be nice

Travel Adventure Part 2 (continuation) In a fluid motion Bob had slid down behind me and placed his hands on my ass cheeks, spreading and kneading them so he could get a better look at my hole. I heard him making a guttural growl as he slowly leaned in, moving his face closer and closer to my open bottom. Soon I felt his lips kiss my butthole as I simultaneously felt the vibrations from his vocal chords as he continued to growl and moan while pushing his tongue inside. I knew then that I would let Bob do whatever he wished with my body, and I began to push my eager ass back into his probing orifice to let him know I was at his command. I felt him darting his tongue in-and-out of my anus in quick stabbing motions and felt my ass-pucker begin to loosen up from his ministrations...I also felt how wet I was becoming as his saliva coated my pulsing entryway. He pulled his tongue out and took a big breath using his nose to smell my sex, then he continued to growl as he nibbled on my ass cheeks and then further up along my spine. I raised my bottom in hopes I would feel him enter me soon, though it was clear he was in no hurry. He pushed my head forward towards his Adonis friend who was sitting on the couch immediately in front of where I was positioned and so I found myself looking up at the smoothest model of a man I had ever seen. His cock was now fully erect and throbbing up and down as he looked me directly in the eyes with his steely blues. I could see his stomach muscles against his skin and his smooth face and full lips as he began to slide down in front of me. I felt butterflies as I reached forward and then he touched my face and guided my mouth onto his cock. I opened my lips and his member slid into my mouth effortlessly, as if a key entering a lock. We both moaned in unison and he began moving his hips faster, causing his erect penis to glide in and out of my hungry orifice. As I took his smooth cock all the way into my mouth I could feel that Bob had pushed his pelvis fully against my ass so that his cock-head was now at my rear entryway. Rather than thrust, Bob patiently worked my ass cheeks back and forth and spread them open and closed, which caused my hole to open further so that his cock head adjusted inside my ass effortlessly. The sensation was sublime and my entire body was in ecstasy. Just then young Adonis grabbed my head firmly and thrust his cock deep and fast into my throat while exclaiming he was coming. I sucked him in as far as I could and felt his cock begin to pulse and throb as his semen filled my mouth. I swallowed as much as necessary but kept some in my mouth to savor when he pulled out and slapped his cock across my face, along with a few threads of cum. He then quickly hoisted himself up and out from in front of me. When Adonis moved away, my arm that was on his torso was displaced leaving me a little unstable. I then felt Bob’s torso swiftly slide across my back as he pushed his cock deep in my ass while reaching under me with his arm to support me from behind by hugging my chest. He was essentially spooning me while I was on all fours, with his hips pivoting like a hinge while his big cock sensually slid in-and-out of my hungry hole. He was thrusting deeper each time and I was beginning to push back in time, which made me moan and made his growls louder. Then he grabbed my hips and thrust his cock forward with force and I could feel his balls slap against mine, letting me know that his manhood was all the way inside me. He began to move side-to-side and I could feel just how deep his cock was, and that he had made it further than I had ever been penetrated. He said “baby, I’m all the way in your second ring and it feels so good”. I was so turned on by the way he was fucking me that I could only moan and whimper, begging him "fuck me daddy". I was now his to use as he wished…I found I was repeatedly telling him that my ass was his as I focused on the pleasure from his cock as it thrust and pulsed deep inside me. He leaned further over me pushing me down until I was prone on the floor with legs spread and ass raised. He started to grind into me with his balls doing a semi-circle around my caressing asshole, and then taking a few deep, long strokes before grinding again. He then brought his lips to my ear and asked if I wanted him to breed me. “Fuck yes, shoot inside me!” I begged shamelessly. “You ready for me to put my seed deep inside you boy?” he asked in a deep, guttural voice. “Take me now!” I shouted as I pushed my ass back against him as hard as possible. He finally replied “You’re mine now boy!” Then I felt him rear back and thrust even harder and deeper into me while his cock exploded inside my belly, gushing his seed and filling me completely. In and out he continued to thrust with loud grunts and a load so huge it was leaking out of my dick-filled ass even as he continued to fuck me. After what seemed like forever and not long enough at the same time, he thrust one final time all the way, planting his cock deep inside my ass while he wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me tight in to him. I didn’t think it could get any better but then I felt his cock flex deep inside me then collapsed on top of me, which cause me to shake and buck my hips back into him while my sperm shot onto the floor beneath me. He lifted his head after a bit and leaned down so he could kiss my lips and I accepted his probing tongue eagerly. Just then I heard the front door open and close and I see my old buddy Mark walking over to us. He unzipped his jeans, pulled out his now hardening cock and started stroking and said “I see you’ve met my roommate Bob”. -To Be Continued-

My first known poz cock

8. Clouds Roll In The next morning, James was woken by his phone buzzing. It was Tim. "We're starting around 7:00PM. Just bring yourself tonight." He followed up by an address. James roused himself from bed, and went to the gym. He took a quick detour to a nearby drug store to pick up the prescription that Tiago had called in the night before. He took one of the oblong blue pills right before his work out. He wondered if it had any effect on the workout, because it was a really good one. He had never felt quite so strong or invulnerable, and for the entire ninety minutes, he was able to push himself harder than ever before. Afterwards, he took a shower, and went back to his studio. Luckily, the superintendent was no where to be seen. His throat was still a bit sore from what had happened with Josh and Tiago the previous day, and James knew the super would notice how hoarse he was. He spent the afternoon reading, before getting ready for Tim's party. James wondered if he'd be able to play around with Tim afterwards. Or maybe it was one of those parties where they would be naked within minutes of walking in the door. But that was porn, not real life. Nevertheless, he cleaned himself carefully. Tim lived far enough away that James took an Uber there. He was conscious of the expense; next time, he promised himself, he would walk there. Or maybe bike. Even arriving nearly twenty minutes late, he was still the first person to arrive. Tim was wearing a tank-top and a pair of shorts. The two hugged and kissed at the door, before Tim invited him in. James noticed a flash of black and skin as Tim turned, and realized that the man was wearing a jock strap under his shorts. James directed him into the large living room. It flowed smoothly into a dining room, where a sturdy wooden table stood. The kitchen was right behind, a careful study in contrasts between old and new. "Something to drink? Some juice or something?" "Sure," James said. He sat down on the sofa, and noticed a bong on the coffee table. It was a unique style, almost like a piece of laboratory glassware than the colorful ones James had seen the stoners in high school use. "What's this?" "Oh. It's going to be a cloudy party tonight. You ever done tina before?" "No," James said. "Just smoked some weed. It was cool." "You're going to love this," Tim said. He came over with two glasses of orange juice. "I spiked it a bit, about a ml, hope that's cool." "Oh sure," James said. He had been studying the bong carefully; rather than a familiar bowl to pack, it has a glass sphere with a white-clear crystal at the base. He tossed back the orange juice. It had a weird taste, but he thought it was just a weird alcohol. "Here," Tim said. "Let me show you how to do it." He took the bong and a lighter. The lighter had a brilliant blue flame, and the glass sphere quickly filled with a thick white smoke. Tim inhaled deeply, several times. Then he leaned in to Tim, kissed him, and exhaled the thick cloud. "Fuck," he moaned, as the two men made out. "Wow," James said, as he exhaled the cloud. The feeling was a bit more intense than the weed, and it was a really good feeling. Already, he wanted more. "Can I try another hit?" There was a hunger in James's voice. "Sure." Tim said. He had heard that hunger before, in the most chemically dependent addicts. James had no idea, but he was already an addict. It would take a while, months, maybe years, before it became obvious, and still longer before it was a problem. Nevertheless, Tim resolved to do his utmost to enable James's addiction. "Let me show you how," he said. He showed James how to hold the lighter, and what to look for as the bulb filled with the white clouds. The boy inhaled the thick smoke, holding it in his powerful lungs. "Now, give me the blow-back." James exhaled his hit into Tim's mouth. Even by Tim's standards, it was a monster hit. They swapped it back and forth several times, before finally exhaling. "Fuck," James said. "Do another one," Tim offered. As James sucked down the clouds, Tim stretched out, and ran his hand along his groin. His cock was starting to get hard. "It always makes me super horny," he said. James stared at the bulge in Tim's shorts. He nodded in agreement, as he continued to suck on the glass pipe. The two men shared the smoke again as their tongues explored each other's mouth. "Fucking horned up," he said. "My friends won't be here for a bit," Tim said. "Let's go into the bedroom." "Yeah! Can we take the bong?" Only three hits in, and the boy was thinking like a long-time tweaker. "Lose the clothes, take the bong," Tim said. James stripped down quickly, pulling off his t-shirt and shorts, then shedding his underwear. Like Tim, his cock was already semi-hard. "That way," Tim said, pointing to the bedroom. The bedroom had soft lights, and Tim had already set out some poppers and lube. "Do another one," Tim said. "My turn to get naked." He pulled off his tank-top and shorts, then pushed his jockstrap down. "Hold it," he said, as James tried to shotgun the hit. He took the bong and did two more large hits. "Fuck, that feels good," Tim said, exhaling his third consecutive hit. He put the bong down, and pushed James onto the bed. The young man landed on his back, his legs spreading instinctively. Tim crawled between James's legs, his cock instinctively seeking out the young man's inexperienced hole. "I want to be inside you." "Fuck me," James moaned. He reached down and grabbed his cock. It had been hard just seconds ago, but now it was soft. Nevertheless, he jerked on it. "Just fuck me hard." "You ready?" James's head nodded vigorously. "Want it raw?" "Stop teasing me. Fuck me," James begged. Tim rubbed some lube on James's hole, then held a bottle of poppers under the young man's nose. "Give it to me." Tim pushed his raw dick into James's hole. The young man grunted, but made no effort to push him off. "Please," James moaned, "all the way inside me." Tim slid in, and James's hungry hole took all nine inches of Tim's shaft. "You're so fucking big," James moaned. He also wrapped his legs around Tim, making sure the well-hung man couldn't pull his cock back out. "So hot. So fucking deep." "Make me your boy," James moaned. "Mark me." James had seen movies with older Daddies and younger boys. They suddenly seemed incredibly hot, when the thought about Tim as his Daddy. "Fuck yeah boy. You want to be daddy's little fuck hole?" The tina was hitting both of them, releasing long-held inhibitions. James grabbed Tim harder, loving how the bearded top was fucking his hole. "Fuck me Daddy. Cum in me Daddy. Make me your boy." He kept on repeating it nonsensically, until he suddenly realized it was no longer just him and Tim. Standing in the door, stroking his hard, uncut cock, was Tiago. "I see you boys wasted no time getting started," he said.

5. Taken Home James woke up Thursday morning. He checked his mail, and he was surprised to see an e-mail from Mitchell. It was a link to a digital representation contract. "Think it over. I'll need a decision early next week." He had only a slight bit of guilt over the blowjob. Mitchell's cock had been amazing. His eyes were still sore, after two loads of cum in them. He had gotten some eye drops on the way back from Mitchell's, but they hadn't done much. He looked at them in the mirror; they were bloodshot from the foreign fluids. He put on some work-out clothes and went to a gym he had seen around the corner. He hadn't worked out in a week, and was just vain enough to worry about it. He was mindful of money; this week had been non-stop spending, and he hoped that Mitchell might be able to find at least a small job for him soon. But, a gym was necessary; he wasn't a model, but he wasn't bad looking. The gym was quiet on a Thursday morning, and the lone attendant was more than happy to sign him up for a month's trial membership. James tried not to stare; he was model-handsome, and perfectly worked out. He wondered if the trainer was gay, and wondered if he even had a chance with him. Unfortunately, the paperwork went by quickly, and James had to do the workout. It was a legs and glutes, and he pushed himself hard. He hadn't been fucked much before; Eric thought it was dirty. Guys online told him he had a great ass, and the few time he had done it, it had felt so good. By the time he finished his workout, the trainer was working with a woman. James went home, and spent some time working on his body and hair. He shaved off the stubble from the past few days, then trimmed his pubes and chest hair a bit. He was a hairy boy; the one time he had shaved it all off, he looked like he was only fourteen. Before long, it was evening. He had seen an ad for a club on the street earlier, it had a Thursday special: two for one drinks. He got prepared, and then it was just a short ride away. There was enough of a line to get his interest aroused, and as he walked down to the end, the guys he could see were all hot, from twink boys, all the way through muscle daddies. The line moved quickly, and soon he was inside. The club was dark and loud; the dance floor was packed. He got his drinks, downing one quickly for courage, and taking his time with the second. When he finished, he got on the dance floor. It felt great to lose himself in the music, and feel the men press their bodies against him. Then one of the men pressed himself much more insistently against James's body, and then grabbed his ass. "I've been wondering all day what this felt like," he said. The voice was familiar. James turned around, and it was the trainer from the gym. "I'm Tim," he said. "James." "I remember. And these do feel very good." "Thanks," James said. The two men smiled at each other. Tim was a bit taller than James, with dark brown hair, and several day's stubble on his face. He was in the last of his twenties, confident and sure of himself. He made the first move, leaning in and kissing James. The two men made out for a several seconds, before the music got each of them moving. They danced together for several more songs, getting sweaty in densely packed dance floor. Once more, Tim made the move. "I live around the corner. Wanna go back to my place?" "Sure," James said, giving Tim another kiss. "Great. Come." Tim grabbed James's hand, squeezing it, then threaded his way through the crowd to the exit. Once outside, the night was still warm. The two men walked the block to Tim's place, their sweat still dripping from their skin. Once inside, Tim guided James to the bathroom. "Let's take a shower. Get this sweat off us." He turned on the shower, and stripped down. James also took off his clothes. "Fuck," Tim said. "Sexy little otter." James blushed, he still felt a little self conscious about being naked, and his cock was getting rapidly hard. Tim watched, and laughed. "You're not a little otter at all." He grabbed James, and pulled him into the shower. His body was warm and hard against his. James realized they didn't have to be quiet. They didn't have to keep this a secret. It was very liberating, and he pushed his tongue into Tim's mouth. "Damn, you are hot," Tim said, between kisses. Between them, both men's cocks were lengthening and stiffening. "Thanks. You too." James reached down, and felt Tim's cock. It was already too big to wrap his hand around. "Fuck, that's big." "Don't worry." Tim said. "I'll take my time with you." Tim spun the boy around so that he faced the shower head. He knelt between his legs, and buried his face into James's ass. The boy yelped twice, once in surprise, then a much slower one, a yelp of pleasure. "OH FUUCK," James grunted. He had never felt a tongue on his ass hole before, and it felt amazing. Tim took his time, carefully stretching and relaxing the boy's hole, first with his tongue, followed by a finger and then two, before Tim paused. "Let's go to the bedroom," he said. The two toweled off slowly, constantly getting interrupted by kissing each other. Finally, they made it to the bed, James on his back, legs spread, with Tim and his massive dick kneeling between them. Tim applied lube to James's hole and his cock. Just as he was lining up, James stopped him. "Do you have a condom?" he asked. Tim's expression changed suddenly. It was clear that the question annoyed him, and James regretted asking it. But at the same time, he knew he had to be safe. "No," Tim said. "I don't. I'm on prep, so it's not a big deal." "Prep? What?" Tim started to smile again. "It's safe. It prevents HIV. So I can't get infected. And I can't pass it on to you." James's cock was hard as a rock, and his ass was throbbing. He wanted to get fucked so badly. "You're sure it's safe?" "Absolutely," Tim said. "I take it every day. And I get tested every three months as well." "I guess it's ok," James said. "Just don't cum in me." "Of course," Tim said, planning nothing of the sort. He pushed his cockhead into James's hole. There was no rubber on his cock, and he could feel the warmth and wetness of James's ass. "Ohhhh, fuuuuck," he moaned. "Oh damn! That feels amazing!" James grunted. He had never been fucked raw before, and he knew he would never fuck safe ever again. James could feel every ridge, every vein on Tim's cock. He had never felt this connected with his partner, and he wanted every fat inch of Tim's cock. "Fuck me," he grunted. "Of course," Tim said. He pushed the full length of his dick into James. The boy yelped for a second, but it was quickly replaced with a moan of pleasure. "You feel so good," Tim said. "You too," James replied. The two men kissed deeply, as Tim continued to fuck James's hole. The younger man loved the feeling of the thick cock inside him. Although he was still afraid, it was hard to deny how good the raw cock felt inside him. "It feels so good raw." "Is this your first time barebacking?" "Yeah," James said. "I've not gotten fucked that much, actually." Tim's cock twitched. There was something hot about James's slutty innocence, and he wanted to be part of the effort to defile the boy. Any doubt in his mind about cumming in James's hole disappeared. He knew that it would be easy to get James to come around to his thinking as well. "You feel so good. It's hard not to drip pre-cum." "Yeah? You're dripping?" James was lost in the heat of passion and hadn't thought through the implications. Tim did nothing to help him. "Fuck yeah. Always do when I'm fucking a hot hole like yours." "The prep? It means you can't catch it?" "Right. And I was tested earlier this week." "Um, would you," James started. Tim didn't say anything. He knew what was going to come next, and what would cum after that. "Would you cum inside me?" Tim leaned in and kissed James. "When the time comes, yes. But I want to enjoy this first." The two kissed some more. Then talked more. Then kissed more. But throughout it, Tim's cock slowly fucked James's hole. They were edging closer and closer, until Tim couldn't hold back. "I'm going to cum," he said. "Please," James said. It had been over an hour of fucking, and James was feeling it. His ass was getting tender, but he wanted to feel Tim's load. "Fuck me. Cum in me." "Fuck yeah boy," Tim grunted, slamming his dick deep into James. He held it there, as his cock twitched and spasmed. "FUUCK YEAH," he grunted, as his cock unloaded into James's guts. Another spurt, another visceral grunt. "I'm CUMMING IN YOU," marked the third spurt. Tim was slamming his cock in and out, wiping down the full length of James's asshole with his seed. "Give it to me," James moaned, wrapping his legs around Tim's torso, holding Tim's spermy dick in his ass. "Fill me up." "FUCK YEAH," Tim grunted another time. And then another. Tim's dick slid in and out easily now; the entire chute lubricated with sperm. "Oh fuck, thank you," James said. "That was amazing."

Prelude There are two Americas in the world. Now settle down, I'm not about to get political on you, this isn't that kind of tale. I'm speaking of the two Americas that exist side by side with little to no interaction. There is the America everyone sees, you know the one on TV. With the cities and the lights and the cars going fast. With the Ubers and the Instagram and the swiping left on things that you're gonna have delivered by an Amazon drone. Everyone knows that America. That America is the one where a group of seven white people sit in a coffee shop that charges five bucks for a cup and talk about a lot of nothing for 22 minutes and then smile as names scroll past them at a speed that is far too fast for normal people to read. We all know this America and for most people, it is their reality. But there is another America. An America where time seems to have stood still. An America where people walk slower, they smile more and they know each other's name in a way city folk don't quite understand. It is an America of picking apples and fallen leaves, stealing a kiss in the back seat of a car and going to sleep knowing that even if you didn't lock your door, it's gonna be ok. It's an America where people are judged by the work they do not the clothes they wear or the car they drive. An America where you own a truck cause you haul things, not cause you saw a celebrity drive one. Sure there are problems with this America as well as the first one but you ask the people who choose to live there and they'll tell you it's ok. It's a shrinking America to be sure but it's still there, alive and well. This is the America in which Everett Palmer lives. Now you don't know Everett, good, wholesome boy. Only son to Benjamin and Kathy Palmer over on Palm Street, he grew up tall, handsome and...well just about everything you'd think about if I said an all-American boy. A sophomore at Mercy Wells College on a scholarship to play baseball and he is about to come climbing out the second-story window of that peach-colored house over on the left. You see Everett has been dating Cheryl Miller since he started college and things have been heating up lately. No, that's not right. Things haven't been heating up lately, Cheryl has. You see Cheryl, third daughter to Paul Miller, dean of Mercy Wells, had set her sites on Everett and thought she had bagged herself a good one. He was handsome, polite, kind, an athlete's body and then there was the other thing God had graced the boy with that she was taken with. She had thought he was going to be like every other jock that had passed through her father's school, cocky, brash and sex-starved. But if anything, the boy didn't make one move towards Cheryl in the bedroom department. At first, Cheryl was taken by Everett's manners and patience, which was then replaced with admiration on how the boy could control himself so well when they spent so much time alone to frustration wondering if this boy was ever going to make a move. So Cheryl, being a young, independent woman of the millennium, made her own move on Everett. The boy took to sex like a fish to water and the two had been getting along swimmingly ever since. Cheryl would wait until her parents were asleep and then call for Everett to climb the lattice wall up to her window so he could sneak in and they could get down to business. This had been going on for a few months now and not one hiccup had occurred. That's the thing about hiccups, they can come right out of nowhere. You see coach Moore had the boys running drills past nine last night in preparation for next month's playoffs. The team, including Everett, had run miles and miles in the backfield until they could barely stand anymore. Moore had said their performance was pitiful but secretly he was proud of the boys, Everett especially. The boy was being scouted by a couple of major league teams quietly and if he didn't screw things up he was a shoo-in for a chance to play big-league baseball someday. Everett had screwed things up by telling Cheryl he would be over after practice. Still in his baseball pants and cleats, Everett had climbed the lattice quietly to her bedroom, his girlfriend waiting for him in a nightgown that covered very little. His legs burned with exertion from the wind sprints the coach had piled in him but the call of sex was too powerful for the nineteen-year-old and into her window he climbed. It turns out after climbing in, Everett didn't need to do much more than lie there and enjoy it. Cheryl had pleasured herself on the boy for well over an hour, brought him to climax twice with little effort all with almost machine-like efficiency. Now normally Everett was quick to dress and exit her room, one, because he was pretty sure her father would kill him if he found the baseball player in a state of undress with his daughter but more because whenever he was done having sex with her he had this desire to want to shower as quickly as possible. It was a confusing impulse but normally it was all Everett could do to not jump out her window and run to his house to rinse all evidence of his carnal behavior off his lean body. But not last night. You see last night Everett was just too tired to care and Cheryl was too happy that her boyfriend decided to stay and cuddle for once. The two of them passed out on the floor, Everett in just his high baseball socks and nothing else, Cheryl in less than that. So it is here we meet Everett, minutes after Cheryl's older sister barged in and told the two to wake up quickly, not before stealing a glance at what her sister had been coveting this whole time, that her father was awake and wondering where she was. A minute after Cheryl shook the sleeping athlete awake and told him he had to go. And seconds before the sound of Cheryl's father's footsteps could be heard climbing the staircase to her room. And there as promised is our boy, Everett Palmer, climbing down the side of the house, buck naked, save his socks, with his uniform in hand as he avoided the more prickly pieces of ivy from grabbing his junk as he descended. As luck would have it Ms. Lamar was walking her dog in front of the Millers and turned just in time to see the young athlete's nude form drop to the driveway. He was 6'2” without an ounce of extra fat on him. Days and days of baseball had tanned his face and arms but left the rest of his toned, muscular body pale as the day he was born. But the most impressive part of Everett wasn't his height or frame or his toned, athletic body. It was what God had gifted him below that made Ms. Lamar pause. You see when the lord almighty puts bodies together he does so in a judicious way. He tries to keep things as even as possible, brains, looks, body, no one gets too much of everything to keep things fair. So pretty people rarely had much in the way of common sense, athletic folks weren't all that known for being rocket scientists and the smartest and kindest of people were so, usually at the expense of outward looks and physical grace. Not in Everett's case. You see when Everett was being dreamed up it was clear from the get go the boy lacked the basic common sense that God had given a squirrel. He was timid, trusting, kind to a fault and loathed to fight in any capacity whatsoever. A creature like this would be nearly helpless in the world, a victim to whoever stumbled across the poor boy to just run ramshod over him and take advantage of him. So when Everett was born he was given the looks of an angel, the body of a devil and the cock of a demi-god. It was a sight to see and see it Ms. Lamar did as it swung heavy between Everett's legs as he slipped his baseball pants on. How he stuffed the whole thing down the front of his pants and not got it caught in the zippers no one will know, but within seconds, wearing only pants and socks he ran as fast as he could towards his car, hoping no one was looking out Cheryl's window. As he slipped inside his '67 Bel Air, a Christmas gift given to him by his dad, his large feet dwarfed the pedals as he tossed the rest of his uniform aside and turned the beast over as fast as he could. He looked over and saw the stunned face of Ms. Lamar, who was just staring at the boy like she had seen the Lord risen again. He smiled and gave her a small wave as the car turned over and he drove off as fast as he could. And this is where our story starts.

I was eighteen, short for my age at just five foot and very slim. Often people thought I was younger, but my Id proved them wronged. While I generally enjoyed school, I hated sports and took every opportunity to avoid them. When, however, I could not get out of sports, I usually tended to go for cross country runs, probably because they involved no physical contact. Looking back now, however, I see one of those cross country runs set me on a path for life. Our runs took us for miles, through urban areas and also through woodland and parks. On such runs naturally the urge to urinate would eventually arise, but my rule of thumb was to hold-out as long as I could, even if the act of running was exacerbating the necessity. One one particular run I found myself increasingly desperate, so when, as I entered a woodland, I spotted a sign for some public toilets, I immediately padded down the path through the bushes and trees and came to a secluded toilet. Entering, it took a bit before my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness compared to the bright sunlight outside. A sort of twilight, lit purely from whatever daylight managed to filter through the small and dirty windows at a high level on one wall. I stepped over to the urinals and, fishing my penis out from the leg of my shorts, let go a long stream of piss from my bursting bladder. As I finished I realised that a tall man was also standing at the end urinal and seemed to be watching me intently. Somewhat innocently I turned as I rearranged my shorts and our eyes met. Then he glanced down and my eyes automatically followed. He turned slightly and I saw this huge erection jutting from his trousers with two heavy balls hanging below. I stared fascinated. It was the first mans cock I had ever seen, and it was enormously erect with a big swollen purple head that glistened moistly. His hand was wrapped around the shaft and he slowly eased it back and forth, the foreskin rolling over the head as he did so. A big drop of fluid emerged from the end and hung there obscenely, glistening in the dim light. "Come here", he said authoritatively. As if hypnotized, my legs propelled me in his direction, stopping a foot or so in front of him, only for him to reach over, grab my hair with one hand, as his other hand covered my mouth. The shock brought me to my senses, but too late. His fingers were woven into my hair and he forced my head down relentlessly until my face was level with his swollen member. A small biohazard symbol was tattooed to the upper left of his cock. Two fingers of his left hand were being forced into my mouth and he pried my teeth apart until my mouth gaped open. He then slid the swollen moist head of his cock between my lips commanding "Don't try to shout or scream boy. Just enjoy it. Oh, and don't bite me or I'll hurt you," he admonished, removing his fingers so that my lips clamped around the head. I was disgusted but his grip of my hair prevented me from moving my head. He slowly eased his cock further into my mouth until the head hit the back of my mouth at the top of my throat. He moaned and then started thrusting slowly back and forth. He had about four inches in my mouth and transferred his hands to hold my ears while he settled into a rhythm, my saliva and his precum lubricating the thrusts. As he raped my mouth I adjusted to the feel of his cock sliding over my tongue. It seemed like ages but was probably only about five minutes. But he was not satisfied with this and his bell end increasingly bashed against the back of my mouth. Then he held me firmly by the ears as he pushed the head into my throat. "Stop teasing me boy and take it right down your throat. You know you want it.," he said. I gagged and resisted and my arms flailed about as I struggled to resist. But then I heard one of the cubicle doors creak open and realised we had been watched by another man. He came over and grabbed both of my arms pulling them together behind me. At this the first man forced his cock into my throat, ignoring my gagging, and started a brutal throat rape. His cock stretched my throat open and his cock rammed a couple of inches into my gullet. "That's it, throat-rape the little slut," I heard a new voice, as the second man encouraged the first man. I was now held firmly by the ears and wrists and couldn't struggle. "Hang on a minute, let's strip him," , he added and he grasped both my wrists in one hand, and using the other to pull my tee shirt over my head. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together behind my back using my own tee shirt. The first man resumed his rape of my throat, slamming his swollen cock into my gullet and into my throat. The second man then pulled my shorts down to my ankles and raised one of my feet to free the shorts completely. This unbalanced me and I fell forward, impaling myself fully on the tool reaming my throat. Pubic hair was ground into my face as my throat accepted the full length. "Yes, take it!", I heard the first man say and he started long dicking my throat to the hilt. I gasped for air and my breathing rasped noisily as I struggled to breathe around the thick shaft. At the same time I felt my buttocks being parted and a finger pushing into my virgin boyhole. It was withdrawn and the second man spat onto my hole, reinserting the finger to the knuckle. Then a second finger was thrust in alongside stretching my hole open. The man worked my hole loosening it up. Then he pulled out his fingers, kicked my legs apart and I felt his cock head against my spittle wet hole. He held my hips and pushed the head inside. The pain was excruciating, but my groans were muted by the cock raping my throat and my efforts to complain just opened my throat more. The second man pushed and slowly forced his cock further and further in, deeper than I thought possible. Eventually, with one savage thrust his cock was in to the hilt, his pubic hair scratching against my virgin buttocks. "God his cunt is tight", he said. "I think he's a virgin", responded the first,"lets break him in as a pussy boy, I need to dump this toxic load". The second man started thrusting in and out, long smooth strokes that pulled my hole inside out on each exit stroke. Together they long-dicked me both ends synchronizing their strokes so that both ends were filled at the same time. I realised my only hope of surviving was to cooperate and try to relax both my throat and boy hole. "He's starting to enjoy it", one of them said and they settled in for a long session. A whistle announced the arrival of another man. "Hey John, who's your new fuckboy then?" "He's letting you do him bareback. He obviously doesn't know you," I heard. It seemed the new arrival already knew at least one of the first two. "Didn't give him a choice, but he wants it now, Just see how he's taking it and he's gonna get my spunk soon." "You wanna bit of him too?" "Damn right, I'll just get my mate from the van and we'll do him after you." With that he briefly left, returning after a couple of minutes with his mate who asked "Fuck, he's a cute young pussy boy. What's his cunt like?" "Fucking tight. I'm gonna cum in a minute," the first man added. At the same time the rate of his thrusts increased, his shaft swelled even thicker and harder as he pulled my ears tightly, thrusting fully into my throat. His cock pulsated as a stream of hot thick cum poured into my throat. Withdrawing his cock so his head alone remained in my mouth, his balls continued pumping volley after volley into my mouth. "Swallow boy, get used to it," he ordered. I complied, the thick spunk sliding downing my throat as I urgently sought to swallow it all. It tasted funny, sort of salty. I can't say I was sorry when the spurts of cum slowed down, not because I didn't enjoy swallowing his load, but rather if only to catch my breath, only to have him withdraw completely, wiping his cock head on my lips as he muttered "Fuck, that was amazing." "I'm gonna cum too, take my poz load.", the second man said. Shit it made sense. The biohazard and toxic talk. They had HIV and they were cumming in me. I struggled but to no avail. I felt his cock swell and pulse and I felt his hot spunk shooting into my guts, holding it fully in as he filled my boyhole, the hot spunk searing the tenderised insides. Then he too pulled out and a rush of cool air replaced his cock in my ravaged hole. The muscles contracted, closing my ring and preventing the big load of spunk from sliding out. I could feel it sliming about inside. I felt relieved that was over, but I hadn't counted on the two new arrivals. As I looked up the two arrivals, both black men were stripping off. I stared fascinated, one had a long thick erection about 10 inches with a massive cock head while the other had a slightly shorter 9 inches but really thick. They both started to wank their shafts, and I watched, fascinated, as the one in front of me rolled his thick foreskin back over the bell shaped head and it became rock hard with a large drop of precum glistening obscenely at the tip. I started to panic but the first quickly grabbed my head and thrust the head of his cock into my mouth. My lipsstretched to accommodate it all as he slid in along my tongue and into mythroat. At the same time his mate lined his cock up to my open boyhole and thrust in all the way, his massive tool like a bottle stretching the tender walls of my boyhole. I felt spunk running down my legs as the savage battering forced it out. The savage rape of my holes was now taken over by these two black men with huge cocks. "Hold him steady will you", one of them said and the first two men took up a position on each side of me pulling my arms and holding me tightly and rigid. Sweat was pouring down my face and dripped to the floor and my breath rasped noisily as I stuggled to inhale. My throat had become an open channel to the massive invader long dicking me at each thrust. His mate was synchronizing his thrusts so that both were embedded to the hilt together. Fortunately the thick load of spunk lining my boyhole made the anal rape less painful and I focussed on just staying conscious. Suddenly both men stopped, as if by some signal and dragged me into a cubicle. One sat down on the toilet and pulled me back to sit on him, impaled on his engorged cock. It slid fully inside to the hilt. The second black guy grabbed my ankles and drew my legs up to his shoulders, my white socks and trainers each side of his head. His cockhead brushed against my stuffed boyhole. Then slowly he pushed forward and against all resistance forced his cockhead in also. He held a hand over my mouth and suppressed my screams as he pushed further and further into my hole. I must have passed out because after a bit I came to with both cocks fully embedded in my cunt. I felt stretched beyond what was possible. The sitting guy raised me by the hips until both massive cocks were almost out – just the big heads inside my newly formed boy pussy. Then he slammed me back down and the two massive black cocks mashed together expanding my cunt to its limits. Againand again, faster and faster, and gradually the wilder the doublefuck became the more I began to enjoy the invasion and ignore the pain. Slamming in and out, sliding against each other, their two dicks fought, tearing through the last remains of my sweet boyhood. And the tender walls of my newly formed cunt fitted the double fuckpoles like a glove. Then suddenly my head was pulled down to one side as a third guy forced his cock into my mouth and started raping my throat. My boyhole was stretched beyond its limits to take the savage double fuck that was happening and my lips were numb and my throat raw into its brutal rape. I managed to slip my wrists from the tee shirt and clung on to the thighs of the guy under me. Suddenly the door swung open. From the corner of one eye I could see 2 new guys had arrived and were enjoying the spectacle. Here I was, an 18 year old slutboy, naked and being gangraped brutally and at the same time enjoying my conversion into a hollow fucktube. They opened their trouser flys and started pounding their big cocks. It seemed to continue for ages. Eventually I could feel the two cocks in my boy hole speed up further and I felt them expand. One guy and then the other started shooting a huge double load deep into my guts. Then the third guy rammed his cock deep into my throat to the hilt and held it there. I felt it pulsing and throb as jet after jet of thick cum was unloaded deep in my throat. After a minute he pulled his still semi erect cock from my throat, pulled up his jeans and just left without saying anything. I slumped forward against the standing black guy. "Wassup boi?" he asked. But I was too exhausted to reply. He stepped back and the guy under me pushed me forward. I slumped forward onto the floor, naked and sweating, with cum seeping from my cunt and a dribble trailing from my swollen mouth and lips. "You've now got a pussy both ends boi", the first black guy said, pushing a thick finger into my swollen pussy, and the both laughed obscenely. I just lay on the dirty stinking piss covered floor as they dressed, too shattered to move. "We've got some mates who wud love to use you boi, so if you want you can be out new white pussyboi. Just be here next Friday at 5.30 after work". Then they turned and left laughing. The two guys who had been watching now pulled me onto all fours and one stuffed his swollen cock deep into my throat while the other rammed his cock into my tender raped cunthole. They rammed in and out to the hilt until they too unloaded their spunk into me. Then they simply let me slump back to the ground and left laughing. I lay there for a while gathering my senses, then crawled around and found my shorts and tee shirt. I pulled them back on and managed to stagger from the toilet into the sunlight outside. Bow legged with cum seeping from my ravaged hole I slowly headed back to school and decided to tell them I had got lost and beaten up by some youths. But I wondered if my throat and new pussy would be sufficiently recovered for next Friday and wondered how many mates they had and how much I could take. It wouldn't be long before I found out...

A few weekend ago, my boyfriend and I were horny. He said he wanted to watch me fuck some stranger and breed him so we decided to download grindr and try it out. We found a guy, but he came as soon as I got my cock in, and wouldn’t let me fuck him after. We jacked off on him and kicked him out. The next day we were still horny so we decided to try again. We found this short, hot Hispanic guy who wanted to get fucked while my man watched. As soon as we sent a photo of my member he wants as in. He was hot with a bubble butt and nice uncut cock. He came over and immediately got naked with us, climbed on the bed ass up and let me eat his hot hairy ass while he sucked on my mans dick. After a bit I coated my cock with spit and slid into his hole easily, balls deep. I started giving it to him, slowly at first with deep long strokes, then started really pounding him. I’m talking grabbing his hips and jackhammering him, all while he’s sucking my mans cock. He said he could tell when he loved it cause he’d suck even harder. I kept fucking him for a solid 10-15 minutes, every time I’d get close I’d switch back to a slow fuck. Eventually I couldn’t hold back, so I grabbed him by the hips, pulled him back in my big cock, and came in his hot ass, dumping my hot seed deep inside him all while looking in my mans eyes. I slid out and my man and the Hispanic guy laid down and jacked off while making out while I watched. After the two of them came, he left filled with my hot cum. Fantasy finally come true.

Fuck that’s hot. Can’t wait till restrictions are lifted and booth reopen

I was at cumunion in SF and this otter/hipster type just finished taking his ninth load (that I actually seen). I stuck my face right in his cummy ass and felched some out. Damn I miss CumUnion, I got on Prep right before COVID.

Chapter 1: THE BLACK ALPHA It all started about a year ago. I was visiting some family in the Bible Belt and was bored so I turned on Grindr. I filtered for all the usual: tall, black, muscular. I've always had a thing for black guys. They tend to be so masculine, with an attitude that makes me go crazy, and God do they know how to fuck. Of course in a rural area that meant most of the guys popping up were far away. That's when I saw him, or his profile pic at least. He was tall (6'4"), a few years older than me (29), and had one of the hottest profile pics I've ever seen - shirtless, huge chest and arms, swollen like a serious weightlifter but not super toned like the usual gym queens I find in Miami, a little fur on his chest, and a light glisten of sweat. I though for sure he wouldn't be sexually interestedin me. I mean I'm 6'2", white, blue eyes, cute face, nice round butt, but I'm just naturally thin and smooth, not muscular or toned enough to grab the attention of most muscular gods. But I've always found that big muscular black guys are into guys like me, so I messaged him: "what's up?" He told me he was bored at work (as a cop), so we chatted for what seemed like forever. He told me about his career, his college years, how he'd always lived in the Deep South but wanted to move, he was bi, loved drinking and playing shooter games online all night. We will call him John. He just oozed the sexiest confident masculinity in everything he said without sounding like he was bragging, from how he described himself as mercilessly competitive when playing sports with his bros to how most straight and bi guys he'd been with turned into bottoms for him. He never got sexual with me or indicated he was interested in more than friendly chat, which just made me want him even more. He sent me another pic with his face. He was perfection. He had a big, strong jaw, beautiful eyes, a smile that could melt panties right off. He was build like a linebacker (he was a jock in school), with big arms, massive shoulders, a wide chest, and massive muscular legs. That night I jerked off looking at his pic. And the night after. CLOSE BUT JUST BEING TEASED After that we became friends. Every few weeks, I would drive up to spend a few days hanging with him and crashing on his couch. He could obviously tell that I was infatuated with him. It was like he taunted me with it. he would go for a run and come back shirtless, dripping in sweat, with his basketball shorts clinging to the outline of one of the biggest dicks I'd ever seen (he never wore underwear). I'm usually not into body odor at all, but every once in a while you find that guy who's pheromones just click with yours in such a way that his sweat is the biggest turn on. He was that to me. I was almost disgusted by myself for how much the smell of his sweat made my knees weak. Something he clearly picked up on, as he would often jokingly leave his sweat soaked shorts on the couch pillow I slept on. During the day we would chill, play Call of Duty, drink, hit the gym (being around him gave me the overwhelming urge to try to get into shape to get his attention), or just hang at a local pool so he could show off his insane body for all the hot chicks and dudes there. He had such confidence in public it was almost nauseating to watch. He would just walk up to any hot person he wanted and they'd be all over him. He collected numbers like it was nothing. At night he would usually have a few of his very straight bros over (he wasn't out as bi to anyone except the guys he fucked) and we would drink beer and play Call of Duty late into the night. It was crazy how masculine thy all were. It was like being in a wet dream: 4-5 huge black jocks getting drunk and shouting obscenities at each other as they played their shooter game. Usually one night each trip, we would also go out to a local bar (he lived in a moderately sized southern city so there were plenty of bars). We would drink beer and he would find some hot chick to blatantly hit on or some hot jock to inconspicuously seduce. He never missed his mark. If there wasn't any decent tail at the bar, he would just hit up Grindr and have some hot dude meet up with us for a few drinks. Either way, there was always someone going home with him other than me. I would crash on the couch and have to hear him drunkenly fucking the life out of someone in his room. They were never quiet. His grunting was like listening to an animal mauling its prey. The bed always sounded like it was going to snap in half, or break through the wall. I would usually close my eyes and jerk off to his grunting, my nose buried in the couch pillow inhaling deeply the smell of the sweat that had soaked into it from his basketball shorts. His tricks never stayed for long, but he always came so loud that I had plenty of time to clean myself off before the bedroom door opened for his truck of the night to leave. It was the sickest form of torture, watching every worthless slut in town get him. Even though they didn't appreciate what a god he was, or how lucky they were for the opportunity to be used for his pleasure. He must have known what that did to me. The way he would smirk at me, standing naked in the door of his room, as his trick let him/herself out, like he got off on teasing me. Still, those brief glimpses of his perfect form, naked, sweat pouring off him, his swollen, slightly fury chest heaving deeply from the exertion of nearly breaking his bed in half... it was enough to make everything worth it - like meeting God and realizing you are just a small part of his plan. The next morning I would find 2 or 3 used Magnum condoms casually thrown on the floor of the bathroom, each filled with what looked like a week's worth of cum. This was him teasing me again. Jesus could that man shoot a huge load. It always took every ounce of self control not to eat his loads straight out of those condoms, and I hated myself for wanting it so bad. THE MOMENT MY LIFE BEGAN After nearly a year, John and I had settled into a routine. It was so comfortable being around him when we were alone together on my weekend trips to see him. We talked about almost everything (except for my obvious overwhelming love for him), and I realized we had become each other's best friend. Sitting around playing Call of Duty and drinking beer with him had become the highlight of my month. I felt so close to him that it didn't matter whether I would ever have him in a sexual way. Just being a part of his life was all I needed. I still couldn't help getting submissive around him. I would regularly clean his house and do his laundry when I was over (it was clear no one did much of that when I wasn't around). I would put away the prescription bottles for his meds (pain meds for an old sports injury and such) when he left them out on the bathroom counter. When we were hanging out, I would almost reflexively get up to get him another beer when he finished his last one. He once mentioned to me that he wanted to eat healthier, so I started learning how to cook healthy stuff for him. It wasn't anything huge or fancy, I was hardly a professional maid service, but it was just some way for me to contribute to his happiness - which, in turn, brought me happiness. One Saturday, John decided we would stay in and drink with his buddies. He invited over the usual crowd. Me and 5 huge black jocks sat around drinking beer, playing Call of Duty, and cursing each other out when we lost. By 3am, we were all more than a little buzzed and tired. His friends all took Ubers home. I was picking up plates, beer bottles, etc., and carrying them to the kitchen. That's when it happened. I felt his hand grab my ass. He had never once touched me in a sexual way. He had never even so much as explicitly flirted with me or even insinuated he wanted to fuck me. I was so shocked I almost dropped an armful of beer bottles onto the tile. I couldn't move or even think. He moved up closer till he was pressing against me. I could feel his hot breath on the back of my neck. I dropped the dishes and bottles from my hands onto the counter. In his typical low, rough voice, he said it: "You finally ready to be my bitch?" Over a year of fantasizing and yet I can't even put into words how unprepared I was for this moment. "Wha-what?" I finally managed to stammer out. Before I could respond further, his hand was down the back of my pants. Two of his fingers probing between my ass cheeks. I was suddenly in a blind panic. NO! This wasn't how it was supposed to be. I wasn't ready. I wasn't good enough yet. I hadn't spent nearly enough time at the gym. I hadn't gotten enough of a tan. In all of my fantasies I was more prepared. I was the tight, toned bottom bitch he deserved. There was no way I was good enough as is to make him happy. He spun me around, his two fingers now swirling around my hole. I nearly passed out from pleasure and panic. "I said, are you finally ready to be my bitch?" I never managed to say anything, but I nodded slightly. He leaned in and kissed me. A sloppy, drunk, passionate kiss. You know before when I said seeing him naked was like meeting God? I was wrong. This was meeting God. I instantly knew my body was not my own, that for the next few hours every inch of me would be nothing more than a tool to be used for his pleasure. He wrapped his enormous arm around me (his other hand still rubbing my hole) and lifted me up like I was a feather. I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me into his bedroom and threw me on his bed so hard I almost bounced off it. He stood at the end of the bed and shucked his shorts/shirt onto the floor. There it was, the perfect alpha male body. His broad shoulders and enormous arms seemed even more muscular than usual. The only lighting was some faint streetlights shining through the window, but I could stil make out the light fur sprawled across his chest and trailing down to his dick. Holy fuck, is that dick huge. It's gotta be every bit of 10 inches and thicker than any dick over ever seen in person. I didn't have to guess what he wanted. Like with every trick I'd heard him fuck before, he barked orders to me: "Suck my dick, bitch." I crawled across the bed till I was face to face with it. I'd never seen anything so beautiful in my life. A thick, hard, smooth shaft that curved slightly downward, ending in an enormously fat head. Precum was dripping out of it now. I looked up at him with my eyes wide and my mouth hanging open. A drop of his precum fell onto my tongue. It was just as incredible as I'd always imagined. I swallowed the head of his dick and quickly realized what an impossible task this would be. I wasn't even a quarter of the way down his shaft and I was almost gagging. He grabbed the back of my head and I knew he was about to throat fuck me. I gagged and choked and never made it halfway down his shaft, but he seemed to enjoy it. He let out the same loud grunts amid heard him make dozens of times. I must be doing something right. After a while he ripped my shirt off - no, really, he literally ripped it off my body - and yanked my shorts off. He flipped me on my stomach and I felt him use his knees to push my legs apart. He spread my round ass cheeks and I felt a glob of spit hit my hole. He pulled my arms behind my back and held them in place with one hand, while he used the other hand to aim his cock at my soon to be destroyed boi pussy. He pushed and I though for sure he would never be able to get inside me. I relaxed as much as I could and suddenly my hole started to spread, like a tight rubber band over a thick roll of paper. The moment his head popped inside me I almost passed out from the pain. I screamed so loud he slapped me upside the head and covered my mouth. "Bitches don't wake the neighborhood!" He yelled at me in his barreling voice. As he pushed in further, I felt like everything inside me was being ripped apart. Finally he stopped for a moment. The pain subsides, he spit some more on his shaft, and he pushed further. This went on for what seemed like forever. Finally I felt it, his huge balls resting on me, his pubes grinding against my ass. I had made it. Now the fun began. As he started to thrust in and out, I felt all the pain turn to indescribable pleasure. Every thrust was like the greatest orgasm I'd ever had. Every grunt he made was like having a wild animal snarling in my ear. He was such a magnificent beast, and for this brief moment he was mine. He leaned down and wrapped his arm around my neck, his massive bicep and forearm pressed against my throat. With each breath, with the tiniest flex, I felt my neck being choked. I'd had tops play around with lightly choking me before, but this was something entirely different. He would gently squeeze till my face turned pink and I felt like I was practically going to pass out. Then he would release as I choked for air. Then he would squeeze again. All the while he was like driving my ass so hard I felt like he might actually break me in half. The bed shook and hit the wall with all the force of this 240+ lbs man. My screams shifted in and out as he choked me and then released. This went on for what must have been an 2 hours before I heard a familiar sound. His grunts were getting louder, his breaths shallower, and his thrusts harder. His engorged balls were hitting me so hard I was sure they'd leave a bruise. Finally it happened: he shoved in balls deep and held it there, yelling louder than I'd ever heard him before (it nearly scared me), and his massive balls shot volley after volley of his cum into me. I could feel each volley. I counted them: 27. By the time he was done, I could feel his load pouring out of my now bloody hole, around his cock, and running down my legs, forming a pool on the sheets beneath us. I'd realized he hadn't used a condom when he first shoved inside me and honestly I was happy about it, but I was surprised. He'd always used condoms for as long as I'd known him (I always found the evidence on the bathroom floor the next day). Maybe that just meant he was comfortable with me cause he knew me - unlike his usual random tricks. He collapsed on top of me, wrapping both of his arms around me. That's when he did something I didn't expect; he kissed me, on the back of the neck. It was a sweet, affectionate kiss. Not like him at all. I expected him to kick me out of his room and onto the couch, but instead he just laid there on top of me, holding me. It took nearly 10 minutes for his cock to get soft enough that it popped out of me on its own. He rolled off of me, which should have been a relief as I could barely breath with him on top of me, but instead almost made me cry. This was it. Our moment was done. As he laid next to me, I felt him shove three fingers into me, scooping out a portion of his load. He held them in front of my face, his cum dripping onto my mouth. The most glorious white glistening substance in the world. I opened my mouth and he shoved his fingers so far in that he was scratching the back of my throat. I fought the urge to gag and instead savored this moment. The most insanely intense sex of my life just happened with the sexiest God of a man on earth. He'd pounded me so hard I'd be sore and bruised for days. He'd unloaded a massive amount of cum into me. He was inside me. A part of me. Whatever happened next, whoever he fucked the next day, couldn't take that away. I had been able to be used for his pleasure. I'd made him happy. That's all that matters. He pulled his fingers from my mouth, cover in cum and spit, and wiped them gently across my face. He was being far more affectionate than I expected. He grabbed my face in his large hand, turned it towards him, and held it there. Our faces were nearly touching. I could feel his breath as he exhaled. "What do you look so worried?" He asked. I simply shrugged. I didn't know how to tell him that this was everything I had wanted for over a year. That every waking thought and every dream I'd had for 12 months had involved him and various forms of this very fantasy. That it was infinitely better than I'd ever imagined, but I was now sad it was over. "Stop worrying." He said. That panty melting smile grew across his perfect face. My heart melted. THIS was meeting God. "I fucking love you, and you're mine now." He announced as he pulled me in so tight against him that I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. I was once again breathless. How is this possible? How is this real? It must be a dream. But my ass hurts waaaay too much for this to be a dream. He kissed me again. It wasn't sloppy or drunk this time. It was slow, soft, and passionate. It went on forever. I couldn't stop. I just kept kissing him as he climbed back on top of me. I wrapped my legs around him, laying on my back, and that's when I felt it - his massive dick, hard again and pressing at my hole. He broke free from our kiss and gently leaned his forehead against mine. "I fucking love you too, and I was always yours." I whispered as he slide back inside me. Next chapter: BECOMING HIS BITCH

Like lots of other guys here, I have a preference for some hair on a guy’s ass. It can be just around the hole or a full hairy ass, cheeks and all. The way the hair gets matted down as I chow down on his hole is really hot and I like the way it holds some smells. But if a guy is smooth, I won’t turn down a chance to eat his ass either. Both are good but a hairy ass really gets me going. Give me some poppers and spread those cheeks cause my tongue likes to go deep.

Hairy hole, pits and body as are so sexy and I.instantly am horny when I see a hairy man. A sweaty hairy man, must be the closest thing there is to god.

Hairy asses are the ultimate! Smells good tastes good...feels good!

Always wanted Marc Short and Paul Carrigan. Love to eat their arses too.

Guess I will have to make a return visit to SN sometime!

“Stop fucking flinching. Take it like the worthless faggot I always knew you’d become.” I could barely see straight through the fog of my high. It wasn’t anything hardcore yet that night, but the alcohol and edibles, paired with some fresh poppers and 8 loads earned deep in my cunt had me lost in pleasure and submission. There I was: ass up in a motel, taking anonymous loads… and it was him forcing my hole open. I knew his voice. It was the man who started it all. It was David. Again. 10 years ago I was a condoms-only college kid with a fantasy to submit. And then he showed me what it meant to really get used. What it meant to give myself to a real man. What it meant to regret it. And here he was - 8.5 thick inches pulsing deep inside me while he wrapped his hands around my neck and choked. 10 years ago I wouldn’t have recognized the shell of a faggot whore on that motel bed. Hell, I barely recognized him that night. As this beast of a man tore my hole open yet again, I realized just how far I had fallen. I was leaking in my cock cage, begging, and crying. But to him? I was just an object. No different than the object he’d raped 10 years earlier. And we both knew it. “Cmon, faggot. Put your mouth around the barrel of the gun. I want to play a game.” — 10 years earlier, and I was 20. It was the summer between my sophomore and junior years of college in Los Angeles, and I’d grown more and more comfortable with my sexuality. I was a good looking guy: nearly 6’0, Italian blood, dark features, hairy and tight body. I could fuck any college kid on that campus, but it just didn’t quite scratch that itch. I needed to get used. Or at least thats what I fantasized about when I jerked off. And “getting used” seemed to be getting darker. Rough fucking had become verbal fucking. Light bondage. Slapping. Pain. I needed it to be kinkier and kinkier to get me off. I found myself falling down the rabbit hole, searching for boys crying, having forced orgasms, and — and it made me hard to even type it into search engines - getting raped. I wanted it. Or I thought I wanted it. It all sort of blurred together as I busted orgasm after orgasm to the kinkiest and roughest porn I could find. But I also knew that it wasn’t realistic. Real rape wouldn’t be ‘fun’. Real rape couldn’t be planned. Real rape was just a fantasy. But that didn’t stop me from being a tease. And thats when David first came into the picture. I’d met David online. He was clear from the outset: he didn’t want my name, he liked to fuck holes as objects, it would hurt. I did not matter to him. And I busted a load that first night we chatted - a huge, thick load. And then I quickly signed off. I did to David what I did to all these guys: I teased. I played out my fantasy to earn my own orgasm. Days and days. Countless orgasms. He took me deeper in those conversations, deeper than I knew I could go. He told me he whored boys out. I came. He told me he came from seeing fags cry. I came. He told me he beat a man nearly to death. I came. He told me he wanted to do it again. I came. This went on and on. Until the night that I let my 20 year old sex drive get the best of me. I agreed to go to his place. He told me it would be rough, but that I’d be fine — that he knew so many of my desires were just fantasy. He told me he got it. He told me I’d enjoy myself - that we’d have some fun. And I trusted him. My dick was leaking, my hole was pulsing, and I was speeding down the 405… until I was there. Heart racing, dick hard, skin moist from nerves, adrenaline and sweat. I was there, knocking on his door. That knock would play out in my head for years to come. That knock was the start of a slippery slope — a slope that would ultimately lead me 10 years later, blackout in a trashy motel, throating a 9mm pistol, effectively destroyed no matter the rules of his game. But that night 10 years ago? I just thought it was going to be some quick, rough fun.

I’m a complete cumdump slut. I live for having men cum in my holes, or on my body. I’m a very outdoorsy and active guy, and wear little clothing when it’s warm outside (which is all the time in the region I reside). What I do wear is usually skimpy, so men know I’m easy and available. When I’m at work, I get away with tight pants and button up shirts, with a jockstrap (or commando). I used to live in a small town, which made finding cock difficult (except at the local bookstore), so I’d often travel to larger cities to live out my fantasies. Hardly a day went by when I didn’t have at least two cocks shoot their cum deep in me at the adult bookstore. Weekends I was busy, taking anonymous cocks at bookstores, bathhouses, parks, or just hooking up via grindr in bigger cities. What as missing from my life were friends who knew all of me and accepted me. My co-workers did at times stimulate my intellectual curiosities, but I found them to still be rather conservative and at times just dull. In general, friends were hard to come by in my area. Most just didn’t want to delve into politics, science, and society as much as me. Almost all did not want to be friends with a slut, so I kept secret my cumdump antics, and brushed off judgment of my non-work attire by saying I felt restricted by clothing. They bought it, so I kept running with it. When it came to dating….well, it didn’t happen. I hadn’t had a date at all since living in a small town! Why would you date a slut if you weren’t willing to befriend one? Things changed when I was finally able to move to a bigger city and very quickly found those who accepted me as a cumdump. This is the story of how I met my best mates, and even fell in love. PART 1 – A cumdump finds friends surprisingly easily and plans the seduction of his crush… From left to right they are Chad, Stanley, Ryan, Toby, and Steven. I met them at my first ever venture into the gayborhood after moving to the area less than 3 days ago. The bar had a superhero theme night, and I like wearing costumes. I was waiting in line for the bathroom, and the group of them was in line behind me. They were mulling over one of their phones, laughing occasionally. The line progressed, and I stepped forward. One of them - I soon came to know as Chad - saw the opening space and pushed the one dressed as Robin (Toby), who stumbled into me from behind. We didn't fall, but his hands did end up on my shoulder and on my ass. The only barrier between us was my skintight Spiderman costume, as I only wore a jockstrap underneath. Usually, I’d wear less, but I also didn’t have many options since most of my boxes were still unpacked at my new place. "I'm sorry! Are you ok?" he asked. Did he just squeeze my butt? I stepped away from him straightening myself out. "I'm fine. No worries." I replied. "Watch where you're going, Toby!" We turned to see his friends laughing at their friend’s mishap. After some quips between Toby and his friends, he asked formally introduced himself to me. I put my hand out to shake his, "I'm Slade!" Toby introduced himself, then introduced me to the rest of his friends. As we chatted, and discovered common interests, I found myself drawn to Ryan (wolverine). He was so sexy! We all chatted and had a good time until it was my turn in the cue to use the bathroom. I stepped into the available stall, pissed, and walked out to wash my hands. I saw Ryan and Stanley still waiting, and waived at them after I dried my hands. Stanley called me over and invited me to join them the rest of the night. I agreed, thankful I made new friends so quickly. I spent a few more hours chatting with the group afterwards. The loud music made it hard to talk, so we ended up on a patio bar above the venue. Ryan and I connected instantly. He was more than wicked hot, as at one point he seemed to get semi-hard in his yellow tights…holy shit was he huge! Not yet fully hard, he was at least 11 inches! He noticed my gaze on his crotch, but we laughed the awkward situation and kept things g-rated. We discovered we were both actually nerds in our own way, and we spent several hours laughing, exploring new topics, and all together forgetting we were in a group. I really liked Ryan, but assumed he wouldn’t like the real me…the insatiable cumdump slut. Ryan was intelligent, wise, and overall a nice guy. He’d never want me. I resigned myself to having a good friendship with Ryan. Around 2 AM I started to feel tired and excused myself. We all said our goodbyes, and exchanged numbers saying we would meet up again tomorrow night. I started walking away to close my tab at the bar, which was situated just behind where we were sitting. While I was waiting for my turn, I heard Stanley say, “Ryan, he’s cute…and you two couldn’t stop talking with one another…you should ask him out!” Oh shit! They didn’t realize I was still within earshot. This is awkward… “He is cute, but I doubt he’s my type sexually. Ya’ll know what I like. Well, what WE like,” replied Ryan. Toby laughed and loudly announced, “Yea, a cum-filled slut!” They all shushed their loud friend, as I processed the information that they all like cumdump sluts. My face turned red, and my cock started to harden. “He checks all the boxes, but I doubt he checks that one. He’d be a nice new friend though…better than some” replied Ryan. I’m assuming he smirked and glared at Toby. I got lost in thought, momentarily present to hear the group had moved on to meaningless conversation while I finished paying my tab. I got an Uber home and stripped down to my jockstrap, and collapsed on my bed. I lay there digesting what I just heard. Ryan. Loves. Cumdumps. My heart fluttered. I concocted a plan for the following day to make Ryan recognize me as a cumdump, hopefully opening up an opportunity to explore more than just friendship. I drifted off to sleep with a smirk on my face. Waking up the next morning I was hard as a rock, but I decided to do nothing about it. I wanted to cum as Ryan deep-dicked my hole, sloppy from prior use. Instead I researched my new friends…some call it ‘lightly stalking’, but I call it prudent research in this day/age. I discovered them all on grindr, and learned they were all tops. Funny, I thought Steven and Toby were a couple, as were Stanley and Chad. Their profiles were mostly nondescript, but I did notice that all of them left the safe sex section blank. There wasn’t enough to confirm Toby’s announcement that they love cumdumps…so moving forward meant risking a new friendship. I contemplated this as I busied myself with other tasks. I spent the rest of the day unpacking and cleaning. By 5 PM I was mostly done and had made up my mind to take the risk and assume my new friends do love cumdumps. I had read about a nearby forested park men cruised at, so I decided I wanted to go for a run to explore the city more, and to spend some time at that park. I cleaned out my hole and got dressed in ankle socks, sneakers, a black jockstrap, and short, white running shorts split all the way up the side. My athletic bubble butt was spilling out the bottom of the shorts with my straps clearly visible. I decided to not wear a shirt that would cover my toned athletic body. It would just get damp with sweat and be uncomfortable. Stepping outside I hit the pavement, listening to the sounds of the city as I flew by. After 30 minutes, I ended up at the hidden parking lot entrance of a forested park. If I didn’t know to look for it, I would have missed it. There were a few cars around, and feeling curious, I walked towards a large wooden post with a map of the park and was staring at that when from beside me I heard. "You're a fag slut, aren't ya? I can tell from how you're dressed." I whipped my head towards the voice and saw a handsome, athletic man in his early 30s dressed in hiking boots, shorts, and a t-shirt. The man wasn't wrong. I am a fag slut, yet I stuttered from surprise, trying to find something to say as he walked towards me and pointed out a location out on the map. "I'll be there in 2 hours and I want you to be bred by at least a few guys who cruise that area first." He then turned me to a trail next to the sign and pushed me in that direction. I couldn't resist. I complied and walked through the woods, taking turns I remembered from the map. This was perfect, I had planned on meeting the guys – specifically Ryan - tonight with several loads in my hole, so all was going as planned. I knew I was in the right place when I came upon a hot older gentleman playing with his dick through his cargo shorts. My approach caught his attention - first panic, then lust. I licked my lips and he motioned me over. I immediately dropped to my knees and undid his shorts. He was going commando, because out sprung a 9" thick dick. I'm in Heaven. I launched onto his dick and swallow it halfway down my throat. I gagged. Damnit, I’m better than that! I close my eyes and focus for a second, relaxing my throat, and feel his dick slide deeper into me until my lips are at the base of his cock and my nose is in his pubes. "Holy Shit! You are a fucking dream! Fucking hot faggot slut!" he yells. He then grabs my head and starts plowing me as hard as he can. After a few minutes of that, he pulls out of me and I gasp for air as spit drips from my mouth and onto my chest. He tells me to take off my shorts and bend over a tree. I comply, holding my shorts in my hand. He spits a few times on my hole, and then slips his tongue in me as I moan. After a while, I groan, "Fuck me." The stranger stands up and I feel his cockhead at my hole. He applies pressure and enters me. He stops after 2 of his glorious 9 inches are in me, I presume to let me adjust. I smirk as I open my hole and shove back, swallowing his cock to the base with ease. It’s been a few days, but a whore is always ready. We both let out a deep moan. He now senses my hunger and proceeds to fuck me hard. Our sweaty skin slapping with each thrust must have been heard throughout most of the cruising area. I didn't care. I was in heaven. All too soon I felt his cock pulse and his thick hot cum coat my insides. He slowly pulled out of me, and I clenched my hole around his cock so as not to let any cum escape. He slapped my ass and said thank you. I was about to stand up, when I felt another cockhead at the entrance to my hole. I didn’t resist and in one thrust a thick 8 inch dick was buried in my cum-sloppy hole. I moaned as he started to fuck me. I was feeling bliss that sent shivers across my entire body. The second guy also did not last long, no more than a few moments passed before he dropped his man scuzz deep in my hole. When he stepped away, I quickly glanced and saw another handful of men behind me. Smirking, I turned around and pushed my ass out inviting the next man. After the third and fourth guy, I blissed out and lost count of how many men took turns on my ass. Not all had large dicks, but I didn’t care. I was a cum receptacle. I was brought out of my high when the man I met at the park entrance grabbed my head and brought me in to a kiss. He tasted of alcohol and weed, and had clearly returned from a workout. He smelled of sweat. He broke the kiss to ask “how many loads?” “I… don’t… know…“ I mumbled between moans as my hole was being ravaged by another man. He repeated his question to the crowd of men, and the first guy who fucked me was still there and said, “slut took 15 loads so far.” Oh shit! I am definitely primed for Ryan, but I still wanted more. Park entrance guy said, “Excellent! I love cum sloppy holes. Let me in him.” The guy currently fucking my sloppy hole stepped away as park entrance guy pulled out a massive 11 inch dick and plowed into me. I yelled from the sudden pain/pleasure I felt. My yell quickly turned into loud moans as he started to fuck me by pulling his dick out slowly then slamming it back in. After a few minutes of this, he started to pound me hard, and cum was pouring out my hole and down my legs, soaking the pouch of my jockstrap. Men were encouraging him to fuck me harder. Some even came on my legs and back as he thrust deep in me and planted his seed deep in my hole. He stepped away, and someone else was about to take his place, when I stopped them. I needed to get home and prepare for tonight. With my hole barely closing, leaking copious amounts of cum, I slipped on my shorts and raced home, realizing that if I stopped everyone would still smell and see the cum they plastered my back and legs with, and the cum trailing down my legs from my hole. Luckily I made it home quickly and without much incident. I bumped into a handsome older gentleman who was probably left wondering what he was covered in. I tore off my clothing, throwing it in my hamper, and plugged my hole with a large plug and showered. It was a bit after 9:30 PM when I got a group text from the guys. They were planning where to meet to go out. I was ready for this and suggested we go out to a specific bar I had learned about through some research. It was known for having men cruise in one of the bathrooms, which apparently had gloryholes in the stalls. The rest of the guys were indifferent and said OK. I texted Steven and Toby separately asking them for their help in getting ready since they lived together nearby. They said OK and told me they’d be over by 10 PM. When they arrived, I was in nothing more than a jockstrap, still plugged. I saw both their eyes bug out and when I turned after inviting them in, I saw them grinning at one another in the mirror facing my door. I really hope this works! “Thanks guys, I’m just bad at knowing exactly what to wear. Do you want a drink?” They shook their heads no. “Well then, why don’t you follow me to my bedroom?” As they followed me Steven commented on how my apartment looked nice. When we arrived to my bedroom, I stopped right where I had uncharacteristically left a towel on the floor. “I’m so sorry for the mess!” I bent down to pick it up, exposing the plug in my hole. “Holy shit! Are you plugged?” asked Toby. I laughed gently, throwing the towel into the hamper. “Yes, I am. It helps keep the loads in after I’ve been fucked.” This was a risk. I knew they liked cum sluts, but I could lose friends so quickly if they found this too much to handle. I swallowed slowly waiting for a response. They stared at me, then glanced at one another. I couldn’t read their expressions. “How… many loads?” asked Steven. I hesitated for a second. My heart jumped. This was it. “Sixteen” Another moment of silence ensued. Oh shit, my gamble failed! “Guys, I’m sorry-” I was cutoff as Steven rushed at me and kissed me deeply. Toby got behind me and joined our kiss. I reached down to both their cocks, feeling them through their shorts. Wow they were both already hard, and big! Their hands explored my nipples, ass, and cock. I broke the kiss to say, “I’m so happy I learned you all like cum sluts!” “Wait! Explain, what do you mean ‘learned’?” asked Toby. We stopped fooling around for a second and sat on the bed. I told them I was a cumdump, and about overhearing their conversation the prior night. Toby seemed emberassed, but I said I didn’t mind at all since I clearly am a cumdump slut. I told them how connected I felt with Ryan, and assumed he wouldn’t want me until I heard what Toby said about cumsluts. Toby started to get excited and gushed about how this is perfect, and Ryan deserved someone like me. Ryan apparently had been chatting all day with Toby about how much he liked me, and was debating to still ask me out. Toby also explained that he and Steven are a couple, and both tops, but they have a solution they both love, fucking cumdumps regularly. That’s how they met at a bathhouse, constantly competing to get into the same holes. They also met Ryan at the bathhouse, who introduced them to Chad and Stanley – also a top-top couple. Ryan was interested in a more conventional bottom-top arrangement. While the rest of them found love in each other, he always held out for someone who checked his damn boxes. Steven started to mimic Toby’s excitement when I asked them if they thought Stanley and Chad would want to fuck me. They said they know they would, as they also love cumdumps. “I have a plan...but first, I want you to fuck me hard.” Steven wasted no time throwing me back onto the bed, removing his clothing and slipping his cock into my open mouth. Toby, now naked as well, lifted my legs, and yanked the plug out of my hole. Cum rushed out of my hole before I could slam it shut, which he gathered with his hands, and lubed his long 10 inch pole with it. He slammed his cock in me, eliciting a yell that evolved into a groan. They fucked me at both ends for at least 10 minutes until both blew their loads. I slammed my hole shut to hold one in, while swallowing the entirety of the other. I knew I would gape soon, releasing all the cum in me, so I slammed the plug in my hole again. Toby spoke first, “What’s the plan, slutty Slade?” I grinned when he gave me a nickname. “OK, so I picked the bar for tonight because I heard the one bathroom in the basement is heavily used for cruising.” Steven nodded in confirmation. “My plan is to flirt heavily with Ryan and make him want me more, but after a drink I’m going to go to the bathroom, and I am going to take any cock willing to fuck my hole through the gloryholes. I want you all to keep Ryan busy, and don’t let him in the gloryhole bathroom. After an hour of me being gone, send the first of you to come ‘check’ on me, by which I mean fuck me and breed me. Each one returns and tells Michael how you couldn’t find me, but thought you saw someone that looked like me flirting with some guy on the patio, or somewhere else. I want to make him jealous, even angry. But make sure you keep him away from the bathroom.” “Why would you want that?” asked Steven. I smiled and replied, “He will fuck me harder if he’s all revved up from jealousy and anger.” The guys grinned at one another. I continued, “After all of you have fucked me, hang out until Ryan reaches a boiling point, then tell him there is a cumdump in the gloryhole bathroom he should go fuck to let off some steam.” “OK, that’s hot, but how will he know it’s you through a gloryhole?” asked Toby. “He won’t know it’s me. While he’s fucking me, I want one of you to come in to the bathroom and tell Ryan that everyone’s ready to leave for another bar soon, but no one could find me, so you sent me a text in the group chat. Encourage him to breed the cumdump slut on the other side of the gloryhole until he shoots his load. As soon as he’s done, I’m going to plug my hole. I’ll text that I’ll meet you out front, then clean up and join you.” I told Steven and Toby. Steven spoke first, “I don’t get it.” I continue, “Well, when we are walking to the next bar, I want you all to talk about the slut at the gloryhole you all fucked. Be explicit. Then ask me if I got a chance to fuck the cumdump. I’m going to reply… ‘I was the cumdump.’” Toby put his hand on my lower back and just mouthed the word ‘wow’. “Too much?” I asked. Toby replied, “No, it’s hot. I’m curious to see what happens then.” “Me too” I replied. “For now, I should get dressed.” Turning to Steven I asked him to call Stanley and Chad to see if they’re down to join in my endeavor. He left the room with a smile on his face, dialing Stanley. I opened my closet and asked Toby, “What do you think Ryan would want to see me wearing?”

I would hang you with a noose while a lineup of the most poz men I could find take turns breeding your hole full of various hiv strains and STDs. I would fistfuck your unconscious fuckhole so deep that my entire forearm went up your ass .I would make you get full-blown AIDS with at least a few med resistant strains of HIV and a pile of STDs in your destroyed loose sloppy fuckhole. I would get you hooked on meth and then have you get your cock and balls removed in exchange for drugs.

10. Sunrise Sex James realized the light on his chest was the morning sun. He was still at Tim's house, how many hours later. He tried to remember everything that happened, but he could only remember little bits of it. They had smoked from a glass pipe. Tina, Tim had called it. Tiago had also made him drink something. He called it G. Even in the orange juice, James had tasted its ugly flavor. The two drugs together had opened his mind to possibilities. He loved the way he felt when he was high, and he loved getting fucked as well. He hadn't realized having another man's cock inside him could feel so good. There was someone inside him right now. Tim was in front of him, watching him and smiling. "Hey. You were out for a bit," he said. "What time is it?" James muttered. "Tina time, Tim," the man fucking him said. It was Tiago, the doctor who had prescribed him PReP. "Yeah," Tim said, and quickly produced the pipe. He did a long hit, then forced James to inhale it. "That's it boy. We're not done with you yet." "Not at all," Tiago said, shifting position to take the pipe from Tim. He took a long draw, then exhaled it. Tiago managed to do a second monster hit before the first one completely disappeared. He handed the pipe back to Tim, and let his cock sink all the way into James's ass. "So fucking wet," he said. "How many men fucked you?" James tried to remember. He knew there had been many, many men, but it was hard to remember much more than fleeting images. There had been the couple with the drugs. Then there had been the strangers. There had been two of them, maybe. But then there might have been more? Or it might have been Tim and Tiago again. Or maybe one of the couple had come back? "It was a lot boy, wasn't it" Tim said. "Too hard to count?" James nodded. He felt good. The only thing that would help would be another hit from the pipe. Tim could easily read the boy. It had been barely twenty-four hours, and James already had the hunger for the crystal. It would be easy to corrupt the boy. "You want another hit, boy?" he asked. James nodded. "Yeah. I think so to. Nice big one for us, ok?" James nodded again. Tim lit the torch and carefully warmed up the pipe. "Fucking whacked," Tiago whispered in his ear, as Tim inhaled thick clouds. "Don't even know how many men fucked you. But I think I remember." Tiago spun out a list, and as he did, Tim nodded in agreement, his lips still wrapped around the pipe. He only broke the draw to utter a quick interjection. "You got his name?" Tiago laughed, and continued. "Six men in less than twelve hours," he said. "Fucking slut." Before James could say anything, Tim pressed his mouth against James's, and exhaled. The hit was dense and potent, and James's mind went blank. He wasn't sure if he had passed out, or just woken up, but he realized that the two men were still talking about him. "Fucking slut," Tiago said. "All that cum in you," Tim said. "Feel it, boy?" "My favorite lube," Tiago said. "Feels so warm. So alive." James wondered if he was anything more than just a hole to these two men. But then, Tim spoke. "You going to add to my boy's collection?" he asked. He had called James his boy. Maybe it wasn't just sex to him. Hew longed to feel Tim's cock inside him again. He needed more of the man's semen. "Fuck yeah," Tiago said. "Give me another hit." Tiago sat up slightly, just enough to make the pipe easier to manage. There was the hiss of the lighter, and then the crackle of the crystal before Tiago inhaled deeply. Tim held a bottle of poppers under James's nose; James inhaled deeply, thankful for how Tim was taking care of him this morning, from the men to the drugs, it was a scenario he had barely fantasized about, much less ever expected to experience first-hand. Tiago handed the pipe back to Tim, exhaled, and started to pound James's hole. It was hard and deep, and James struggled to keep himself together. His head was spinning, but his hole was hungry, and nursed Tiago to the very brink of orgasm. Tiago pushed his dick all the way in, and held it. "Take it," he moaned, softly at first, as his dick twitched. James felt a familiar warmth in his ass. He remembered it happening before that night, and how complete he felt when a man came in him. Tiago had a big load, but he knew he would still be hungry. "Take it," Tiago grunted, then repeated himself even louder. "Take IT," he said. His cock was still spurting deep in James's hole. "TAKE IT," he repeated. Of course, the young man had no choice. He was too high, too horny to do anything but take every drop of Tiago's sperm. "Fuck," Tim said. "Still not drained?" "Fuck NO," Tiago moaned and slammed his cock back into the young man. "EVERY DROP," he said, thrusting into James once more.

7. Sauna Sweat James hated that he was in this position again. One more man in his life found him on his knees, the smell of cock and cum on his breath. "Wait," the doctor said. "I know you," he started, then trailed off. He scratched his chest, "Just moved here. Four days. Sucked off four guys, right?" James nodded. "Was that number five?" the doctor asked. "Or had you already serviced him?" Neither answer was very flattering. Either way, there was no way the doctor would see him as anything other than a cheap locker room slut. "I'd sucked him off before," James finally said. were There was a bit of a pause from Dr. Souza. It terrified James: for one, he couldn't remember the doctor's first name, if he had ever known it. Not to mention his little admission of earlier promiscuity. He worried either one would mean he wouldn't get the prescription. "I'm sorry," Dr. Souza continued. "I can't even remember your name. There were three of you. All new to town, all starting to have sex." He raised a leg over James, and sat down in front of him. He had also left the towel to the side, and a hard, stiff uncut cock was right in front of James. He had seen uncut dick before, in porn he had found on the internet. But it had never been right in front of him, and he didn't quite know what to do. "It's just like any other dick," said Dr. Souza. "So just start sucking." James didn't see any other option here. If he walked away, he'd have both pissed off his doctor and given him a reason not to give James the meds. He wrapped his lips around the doctor's shaft, and licked it. Despite how hard it had seemed, as he licked and teased the shaft, it grew further. The foreskin peeled back, exposing the doctor's cockhead and the heady mix of pre-cum and sweat that had accumulated there. James lapped it up, before forcing himself to take more of the man's cock. "Fuck, that's nice," Dr. Souza grunted. "Just what I needed after a morning with hungry sluts. So fucking turned on, hearing your stories." James barely heard what he was saying. The man's cock was a solid rod, with none of the slight give he was used to. It was hard to swallow, and harder not to gag. "Keep it up," Dr. Souza moaned. James could just barely hear the music played in the main locker room. He timed the strokes of his head to the songs being played; it also let him know that he had sucked his way through two songs. The entire time, Dr. Souza had been moaning, or softly urging him on. Now it was just a tight, controlled breathing, and James knew he was on the edge. He swallowed once more, and was able to swallow another inch of Dr. Souza's cock. "FUUUUUCK," he groaned in response, and grabbed the back of James's head. "TAAAAKE IT," he grunted. Deep in his throat, James felt the man unloading into him. It was dripping straight into his stomach, ready to be absorbed by his body. "TAAAKE IT ALLL," Dr. Souza grunted again, and added another spurt of cum to James's throat. Several spurts later, Dr. Souza's breathing finally relaxed as his cock softened. James slowly pulled off the shaft, licking it carefully of every drop of spit and cum that remained. "That's a good boy," Dr. Souza said. "And I got your results. Your prescription will be ready this afternoon." "Uh, thanks," James said. He was a little surprised at the sudden shift, from cocksucking to professional consultation. "That's good." "Yeah," Dr. Souza said. "By the way, I'm Tiago." "James," James said. "Good to meet you. A friend and I, we're doing a party this weekend. Maybe you can join us?"

6. Being Prepared James woke up in his own bed. He looked at his phone; there was a message from Tim. "That was a lot of fun. Having a few friends over for a parTy on Saturday. You want to come? It'll be a lot of fun." Tim had also told him more about Prep. You took it once a day. It kept you from getting infected with HIV. Tim had given him a name of a doctor; before he crawled out of bed, James looked him up online. He had a website, and James was able to snag a new Prep patient appointment later in the morning with a Dr. Tiago Suiza. The first part of the doctor's appointment was normal. Some paperwork, some blood-work, and the same questions asked by multiple people. The doctor explained Prep. James tried to keep his attention on Dr. Suiza; the dark-skinned doctor had a thick, trimmed beard. He barely noticed as the nature of the questions started to change. Then, finally one he couldn't ignore. "How many sexual partners have you had in the past week?" James blushed; he had to count. There was the superintendent, Josh, Mitchell, and then Tim. "Four," he said. "Just since Monday?" Dr. Souza said. "Yeah," James said. "I can see why you want Prep." The doctor asked a few more questions, and then told James they needed to wait for the blood test results to make sure he wasn't already infected. It would be in an hour or two. He would call in the prescription, then call James. To pass the time, James went to the gym; he had already packed a gym bag. He looked around for Tim, but the trainer was no where to be seen. James spent his time working on his pecs and arms. He was wondering what kind of friends Tim had, and what the party vibe would be. He had a brief fantasy that they would all get naked, smoke some weed, and fuck. After the workout, in the locker room, he stripped down, and went into the sauna. There was one other guy in the sauna; it wasn't until James had closed the door that he realized the man was actually Josh. Then he realized that Josh's towel was by his side, and his dick was hard. Josh had recognized him. "Jimmy, right?" "I took your advice. It's James now." "Good." He stroked his cock idly. "Damn I'm horned up. You want to get me off." It wasn't a question; it was a demand. James was already horned up; seeing such a beautiful cock only made him more so. He got on his knees and took Josh's dick in his mouth. It was warm and wet with sweat and pre-cum. The salt tasted good to James after his workout, and he forced the entire length into his shaft. "Fuck," Josh moaned. "You are good. I'm not going to last long." Josh kept up his cocksucking, not holding anything back. He had already licked up all the pre-cum, now he wanted the real thing. "Feed me," James said, before sliding all the way back down his shaft. "FUCK YEAH," Josh grunted, although not too loudly. His dick pulsed, throbbed, and then exploded. The thick wads of cum filled Josh's mouth, and he struggled to swallow it all. "Oh fuck, that was good," Josh said as he rubbed the top of James's head. "Thanks for getting me off." He grabbed his towel, stood up, and stepped over James. James was still kneeling, wondering why he had just done that. It was in a public area, and anyone could have walked in on them. Tim could have seen it. He wondered what Tim would have thought if he had seen him sucking off Josh in the sauna. It seemed so promiscuous and slutty, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be that kind of guy. But he couldn't deny the erection between his legs. But, before he could do anything, the door opened again. The new man said something to Josh. "...try him out." the new man said; the voice was familiar. James tried to turn to see who it was, but his position made that hard. Then the man spoke. "Josh said you were a great cocksucker, and I needed to try you out." It was his doctor.

Part 7 We drove in silence and I looked out the window. The past hour had been a whirlwind. After my friend dropped the bomb that he was leaving me to my own devices, I had been surprised and unsure of what was next. He assured me that he felt terrible and wanted to have more of me, but couldn't lose another job because of this. He wen't back inside to say his goodbye's. I pulled out my phone to look for an Uber. "Leaving so soon?" Timothy asked. "I'm not sure what to do." I said, genuine uncertainty creeping into my voice. "Welll..." he started, almost timidly. "Would you like to get out of here... with me?" I looked up to him from my phone and regarded him for a long moment, a big smile then broke out on my face which cause the same on his face. "Yes, yes I'd like that a lot" My friend returned, said goodbye to Tim and then apologetically made his goodbyes to me. He kissed me deep and said "You are so hot and I loved introducing you to this, we WILL see each other again. Ill call you when I'm out of work and see where you are and If your still partying. You got an Uber?" "I got a ride, yes." I said catching Timothy's eye. "Okay then. Here's a little something to make up for my leaving you. Just a little T. enjoy it" Then he was gone we watched him go. I chuckled realizing I never did get his name. We sat back down for ten minutes or so casually chatting and getting to know one another. He was a nice guy. A teacher, late 30's. A dry wit. Seemed to have great friends and family. He lived a town away from me in the suburbs. He said he didn't do this much. He seemed in control of his use. He was a lot like me. A normal guy with a secret dirty side. I felt so connected to him. My friend had been way more intense and used frequently, it scared me a little. I couldn't become that... But Timothy. It seemed like a course I could follow. Have a secret life but keep my normal one as well. "I want to feel your naked body against mine so bad. Are you ready to leave?" He asked me. We made our way through the house, nodding goodbye's along the way and made our way to his car. _ - _ - _ As we drove I realized, I had no clue where we were going ans asked him. "Is my place okay?" "Yeah. Perfect. I'll be closer to home then. Less money for a car after." "Don't be ridiculous. I'll drive you home" I smiled. I don't know what it was about this guy but he made me feel safe. We walked into his place at 11p on the dot. It was warm and modern. a compact 1 bedroom in a condo building. The kitchen was open to the living room and the bathroom and bedroom were set back. We had a quick something to eat as we talked and both downed some water. We talked and laughed. If this were a "normal" date, I would have been interested. The fact that this was so much more, I was very interested. He suggested I hop in the shower and said he'd lay something out for me to wear, I could put it on while he showered. Before I went into the bathroom, he handed me two vitamins and a viagra. I chuckled and swallowed them down with water as he told me it was important to keep up my strength when partying. I showered and let the whole day fill my thoughts. How was it only 11p? I was exhausted. After, I dried off and wrapped a towel around me and went to the bedroom. I put my clothes in a neat pile with the little bag I'd brought from home. Timothy came and kissed me. "You look sexy, I left an outfit from my collection on the bed. It should fit, we're pretty comparable. I also took the liberty of prepping a drink for you. There's G in it." He then took his drink and went into the bathroom. I put on the jockstrap he'd left for me. It was cobalt blue. There was a huge full size mirror against the wall and I looked into it assessing how I looked while I started to sip my drink. It looked well on me. Timothy returned in just a yellow jockstrap. Wow, he was gorgeous. His body was tight without being overly muscular. His package seemed large and inviting. By this time we were both nearly done with our drinks. We raise our glasses, finishing it off. "You smoke?" He asked pulling out a pipe he had prepared from his dresser shelf. We passed the pipe sitting in two arm chairs in a window nook of his bedroom, enjoying it for several minutes. I could feel myself loosening even more with every exhale of white smoke, unsure weather it was the T, the G or both combining in a happy marriage. When the pipe was spent we made out. The passion grew with every second and we both were growing hard in our jockstraps. "Would you be interested in these?" he asked after he pulled apart from me and opened a draw pulling out two points. "Yeah...absolutely" I said We went back out to the kitchen to prepare them. I sat at the island and he stood by it's counter. "Do you know how to do this?" I shook my head and he nodded. He then walked me through how to build a point. I was grateful that he was being so instructional. He made ours of equal size, telling me it was .3 then we retreated to the foot of the bed and sat. he tied off both our arms. "I'm going to get you started, then do me. When I say go all you'll have to do is empty it into your arm, okay?" I nodded. and watched as he got to work. He got the needle in me effortlessly and pulled back as it registered. I then watched him do the same to himself. It was so hot. as he registered he looked me in the eye and said "Now. We both looked down and emptied the mix into our veins. We both extracted the needles, capped them and put them down. We next untied out tourniquets and then looked to each other waiting for the rush to hit. End Part 7

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...

23. I was getting plowed by a married black man in his basement when his student showed up early for his lesson. Talk about a boner killer! We threw out clothes on in a great hurry, and he pushed me out the side door as the student came in the front door. Later we started fucking at my home so we wouldn't be so interrupted again.

Fuck, this is perfet. I need more of this story. And I need to meet that dealer.

Part 16; 'Med resistant!?' Exclaimed Tom, quizzically. I nodded towards Seth... 'WelCUM our new brother'. My new boy did as he was told and started slowly licking the tip of my Dick, slowly licking up my shaft. Someone had taught this young man well. He got to my KS Lesion and started to pay it close attention, staying on that spot, licking it over and over. Of course, he didn't know what it was. But there was plenty of other time to tell him more about his new Daddy. 'Stand up and lean on that wall pushing away with your hands, spread your legs and stick your sweet ASS out, son'. Matt looked up at me, smiled, and said... 'Yes Daddy' I pulled his boxer short style shorts over his beefy twink Hispanic ASS, to just below his hips. I stood back, and between myself, Seth, and Rob, we oggled and perved. I went back and pulled his shorts all the way to his ankles, and spanked each ASS cheek several times. I stood back again, the 3 of us perving like a trio of depraved Demons. 'Get on all 4's son'. 'Yes Daddy'. 'Now arch that ASS out'. 'Yes Daddy'. I climbed in between his legs, and started to Rim his sweet tasting smooth hole. I inserted two fingers. Despite G & T, and having been fucked twice already today (previous owner Jim, and now his new Daddy) he felt tight! I located his prostate and applied light pressure, moving my fingers in a circling motion, steadily increasing the pressure. Rob knelt in front of Matt and once again was in receipt of a young talented tongue with sweet plump lips. He whimpered as I applied further pressure to his prostate. I pulled out, stood up, and said to Seth; 'All yours mate. You've waited a long time for this. ENJOY'. At first he looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights. He soon realised he could now do what he wanted, and with that realisation he swiftly got in between my boys legs, lubed his Dick with spit, and penetrated, and there was no starting off slow, he from the get go was fucking hard and fast. I went to sit next to Jim. 'Tom, sit on the lav will you mate, I want to have a word with Jim'. I sat down, and looked over at my new boy getting spit roasted. Seth was like a rabbit, piston fucking with full on stamina. I guess it must be all that swimming had got him in tip top shape. Jim was off his face. Not in control now! 'You see Jim, it is very healthy to share. And look how Happy my boy is having a good time, all because his new Daddy is Happy to shares his possessions'. Tom and I sat there for a while, watching, stroking our Dicks. Seth although fucking fast, and he hadn't stopped, boy he has stamina, he somehow suddenly picked up a gear, his breathing was becoming erratic and he was making weird primitive noises. He thrust his head back and his fast fucking slowed right down to short powerful thrusts. He was CUMMING! Each time he ejaculated his Med resistant Demon seed he'd thrust in very hard, then pulling part way out he'd thrust in hard again, and so on, grunting in a way as though he Hated Matt! I got up and said; 'Rob, can you come with me, give me a hand with something?' 'Sure'. He got up and we both made our way up the stairs. 'When am I gonna get to fuck your new boy? I'm busting to breed his ASS'. 'Patience Rob, you'll get your chance'. We both smirked. 'Get the twink from the sling, take off the 'Fist Mitts', and put him in the bath of piss for me would you mate, cheers'. I went around gathering bits and pieces, and went to the upstairs bathroom. Rob was pissing all over the now ravaged twink. I asked Rob to restrain his wrists whilst I took his ankles and restrained them in a 'Leg Spreader', padlocking him in. There he was, lying in the bath of piss, fisted, fucked, USED, slammed, still gagged, and available to now be pissed on'. 'Right Rob, let's go an see my new boy'.

Hey guys, I've been travelling a lot lately and haven't gotten around to the next installment. This next one happened while I was travelling for work again. ​ Mount Everest​ I was travelling to a state capitol for a meeting with a state senator and some staff about an issue for a client. Basically, I was coming along for the "explanation" of the bill and why it was necessary. The client and his lobbyist were there for the relationship and to schmooze. I know very little about politics and such, so I didn't really know what all to expect. I flew in with my client and we met the lobbyist - are all lobbyists hot? He was gorgeous - blonde, late 30s, hot body, chiseled looks. No wonder these guys get what they want. They're gorgeous! Anyway, we got to this meeting and it was two staff, the state senator, me, lobbyist(Eric), and my client. The meeting was going fine until they needed to get into the real details of the legislation. We'd already talked background, committee, sponsorship, votes, etc. I was not really engaged during this part of the meeting. Instead, I was looking at the short, thin, cute 20-something staffer named Matt. He was sexy and definitely sporting a hot tight little body under that suit. He was the committee staffer, i.e. the guy who is going to help me write the bill. We get to the details of the bill and the senator breaks out the booze and says, "Matt is great. He knows what I'll do and what I won't with language and content. We should leave them lawyers to their work." He winked at Matt, grabbed a bottle of booze from his desk, poured 6 glasses, and we all had a shot. After that, Matt and I left to go to his office to work while the other guys drank. Matt's office was small, but it had room for a small couch, his desk, a chair and some very messy shelves. Degrees on the wall, corkboard with crap all over it. Imagine that this is the guy that does everything and then you realize why everyone the public sees has such a nice, tidy office. We chatted some about the meeting and then got to work on my draft language. It was a decent sized re-write of a section of law and the first draft was a lot of back and forth over language needs and policy changes. We also joked around some and he took off his jacket and tie and so did I. Every once in a while I'd have to take a call or he would. During one of these times, I stepped out of the office so he could have some privacy. I opened Grindr to see if anyone cute was around. I saw a chest pic of a really thin, wiry, fit body like right next to me. He wasn't on at the moment, but I guessed that it had to be Matt. When Matt and I were working again I was leaning over him at one point and one of the pieces of language made me chuckle. You know, an involuntary chuckle, like when someone says "boob" and you just chuckle. He looked at me and smiled and he chuckled at me. I looked back at him and we held the look for just that second too long and I asked if he was gay. He said yes. I said me too. We smiled and got back to work. It was about 6pm, we got to draft two and this is when we start to really pick at the language choices because policy had already been decided in draft one. Now, it's the real devil in the details - like using "or" or "and". We had a few back and forths and I could tell he was really smart, which turned me on even more. He typed up some language and printed it off, ran out to the printer and came back and when he handed it too me I told him I thought he was really sexy. He looked at me and said, so are you. He turned and closed the door. I stood up and kissed this really sexy smart guy. It was instant chemistry. We were making out hard and clothes were coming off. I was in briefs and he was in boxers. I felt something huge pressed against me and I remember thinking, is that his belt and zipper (duh!). Hands all over each other and he finally groped my cock. I grabbed for his too. I gasped. His cock was huge. It was beer can thick, easily, and it had to be 11" and cut. He smiled and said "like it?" I said "Oh my God. It's the biggest dick I ever felt." It looked like another leg on him. I sat back down on the couch and slid his boxers off. His cock was pointing right at my face. I looked at him and grabbed his cock and started to lick it. It was huge. I remember thinking that I was never going to be able to give him good head, but I was going to try. I started to suck the head and I got about 8" in my throat/mouth before I would totally gag. I couldn't go farther. We tried a few times to deep throat. I was determined. But, he was still moaning as I was sucking his cock. He said I was doing good. He had me stand up and pulled off my briefs. He got on his knees and started sucking my cock. Fuck he was great at giving head. I was moaning and had to put my hand on the couch arm to steady myself. I said I was close and he pulled off. He asked if I wanted to fuck. I looked at him and he said, "I can fuck you or you can fuck me." I said, let's try to have you fuck me. He said ok and grabbed a magnum condom out of his messenger bag, He sat on the couch and started rolling it on. He didn't have lube with him though. This was going to hurt. Just the lube on the condom. Ok, let's try it. I sat down facing away from him and he and I tried putting his cock inside me. At first it wouldn't go at all and then my hole opened up some and he slid in some. I almost cried. I could feel him ripping me. I kept trying. We both did. After 5-10 agonizing minutes, we gave up. I was so disappointed. He said, "Don't worry, this happens." He kissed me and asked if I wanted to fuck him instead. I said I didn't have a condom and he only had magnums with him because guys usually don't have them. So instead we gave each other head until we came. He pulled off and I came on his chest, but I grabbed his ass and swallowed his load. He made out after that and he said it was so hot watching me choke on his cock and cum. We decided to finish the legislation the next day or by email. We knew the client, lobbyist and senator were still drinking or out to dinner/drinks. Instead of joining them, Matt asked me to dinner. We went out and had a nice time. He was really smart and sexy and geeky cute with a lot of indie style. I was all about him. We had a few drinks at dinner and while I wasn't drunk, I was buzzed for sure. He took me around the corner to check in to my hotel and I asked if he wanted another drink. He said sure. He said, I'll meet you in the bar. Apparently, no minibar. I took my stuff upstairs and cleaned up a bit. I was back downstairs in less than 10. He was chatting with other staff/'lobbyists/etc at the bar. Since we were like 4 blocks from the State Capitol building this made a ton of sense. He introduced me to a few people and we sat at a table. We had a good time talking with them, but after a while I grabbed his hand under the table. We held hands and chatted with his friends for another drink. I leaned over and asked him to come upstairs. He smiled at me and we excused ourselves. I said I was tired. Matt said he was going home. They may have believed us. Instead we almost ran to the elevator and went to my room. He was so sexy. I wanted him so bad. We got in the room and our clothes were off and his cock was in my mouth within a minute. I was going to town on his cock after a few minutes and trying hard to get it all the way down my throat. He was moaning and really into it. He wrapped his skinny legs around my shoulders and I licked his balls and ate his ass. His ass was somewhat hairy, but not much and he was so sexy. I buried my tongue in him and tongue fucked him for a while before I went back to his cock. He said, "Get on the bed." I did and he started sucking my cock and feeling my body. He was all over me. Kissing me, nipples, sucking me, rubbing his fingers on my asshole. He asked if I wanted to get my ass eaten. I said yes. He flipped me over and I looked back as he slapped his massive cock on my hole, slide his cock down my crack, and then his body down me until his tongue was at my hole. He started licking and pushing this tongue in me. He would really get me wet and leaking and then he would stop, kiss my ass cheeks, come up my body kiss me, slap his cock on my hole and then slide his cock back along my ass crack and wouldn't stop until his tongue was inside my hole again. He must've done this for 30 minutes. I was leaking pre-cum all over the place. The next time he came up to kiss me and his massive cock was resting in my ass crack, I asked if he wanted to fuck me again. He said, "Fuck yes I do." He turned around and it's now that we realize that he left his messenger bag at the office. He swore and asked if I had any condoms. I said no. I said I was just coming to town for the night I didn't think to bring condoms and lube. I went to the bathroom and said, "W have lotion and I have poppers in my toiletry bag." We laughed that I had poppers, but no condoms and lube. I was embarrassed and blushed. He said, let's just go back to doing what we were doing. I laid on the bed again and looked back at him and his amazing cock and said, "I really want you to fuck me." He said, "I really want to fuck you." I said, "You can if you want.' I spread my legs some, He looked at my ass and said, "We shouldn't." I said, "I know. It's dangerous and you'll probably tear me up but I really want it." He asked if I was negative and about my last tests while he was still standing there, but now rubbing my ass and thighs. I said yes and asked him and he answered the same. I was so turned on and I said, "Please I want to feel what's it's like to have your big cock inside me." He said, "I want to fuck your hot ass so bad." I got up, went to the bathroom, grabbed the hotel lotion, came back to the bed, handed him the lotion and said, "It's your decision." He got between my legs and ate my ass some more. He opened the lotion and lubed my ass and fingered some lube into me. Now the entire room smelled of lotion. He put his cockhead on my hole and pushed. He popped inside me. I grunted and took it. It hurt, but not as much as earlier. I grabbed his hand and said, "Wait." He did and when my hand relaxed on his he pushed some more. We got so where he'd stop pushing when I'd grab his hand tightly. He'd push again when I relaxed my hand. He got about half his cock inside me this way and he started to pull back and made small fucking motions. Even half his cock in me was bigger than anything I'd ever felt. I was so struck by the feeling of openness in my ass that my cock went limp. It was intense. He started to pick up some speed and motion and was sliding in and out of me more. I started to hear moaning and realized that it was me. I was liking the fuck. I was feeling his massive cock in me. After a few minutes, he was really fucking me and I was totally into it. I was pushing my ass back to meet his thrusts. It was awesome. Then he leaned up to kiss me and I was flat on the bed with his cock inside me. I realized as we made out that his balls were touching my ass. He was all the way inside me. I had all of his massive cock in my ass. I moaned into his kiss and pushed back. I said, "All of your cock is inside me. You feel amazing. Fuck me." And fuck me he did. He fucked me senseless. He was hitting something inside me I didn't even know was there. I was in heaven. My cock was hard again. He flipped me over and stood up by the bed and started fucking me on my back. He was really giving it to me. I was jerking off and he was looking at me with such intensity. He said, "I'm close." I said, "Do it. Cum in my ass." He smiled and in a few more thrusts he was groaning loudly and blowing his load in my ass. When he was done cumming, he bent over and kissed me and I was jerking off and I came on his chest and mine. It was incredible sex. We fucked two more times that night and once in the morning. I rode his dick and he fucked me bent over a chair. He fucked me bent over the bathroom counter. We just fucked. There was no more mention of condoms and he came in my ass every time. I blew my loads mostly on my chest or the floor. He swallowed the last one. After sex in the morning he said how much he liked me. I told him how great and sexy he was. We promised to stay in touch and we had to because of the legislation anyway. Today, we still live in different cities but we are good friends. Matt and I visit each other about once a year since the legislation. He never asks if he should use a condom and he always cums inside my ass. It is an awesome cock. When I talk about it with my friends about his cock, I call him "Mount Everest."

I'd been in this city for three days. It had rained every day and the gym was being renovated in my hotel. I hadn't gone for a run since Sunday evening. I was having a really rough day at work. I was tired and just needed to get the hell out of the office where I was working. Since I couldn't go for a run or go to the gym, I decided "what the fuck" and got online to find a gay bar or at least a gay friendly bar nearby. I found one a few blocks away (good since I had no car) and I went to the hotel and changed out of my suit. I put on a t-shirt and jeans that showed off my ass. Maybe, on this particular rainy Wednesday evening, I'd get fucked. I went to the bar and when I got inside I was not thrilled, but it was raining and I was wet and not going outside leaving to find a cab (Uber wasn't ubiquitous then). I grabbed a seat at the bar and ordered a vodka tonic. The bartender said, "It's doubles night. You get a double for the price of a single." I agreed. The bartender and I started talking. He told me that the place got busy around 9pm. It's 7pm. I gotta wait 2 hours. Fuck! I looked around. There was a group of business gays in a corner area and a few scattered guys around the bar. Not much to choose from. I talked to a few guys at the bar and was on my second double when I decided to go to the bathroom. I walked in. Two urinals next to each other, a toilet with a door, and a sink. I walked over to the urinal by the wall and started to piss. There was a kind of bulletin board in front of the urinals - get tested for HIV, a gay chorus was starting, etc. This bigger dude walked in. My height, 6'2" and had to be 220 lbs. He was built. A daddy type, definitely older than me, and he exuded confidence. He checked me out and I was trying hard to just look at the bulletin board and pee. I looked over at him and checked out his cock. It was 5" soft. I looked up and smiled at him. He smiled back. I finished peeing and I zipped up my pants and went to wash my hands. He was behind me wanting for the sink. I looked him in the eyes in the mirror and we "connected." He turned me around and we started kissing passionately and furiously. His beard was rubbing on my soft face. It kinda hurt, but I was getting really turned on. His hands were on my ass and I my arms were around his big shoulders. He turned me around fast, unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and was pushing them down. I reached back and undid his belt, button and zipper. I pushed down the back of my underwear. He went down on his knees for a few seconds and ate my ass - really mostly spitting on it and shoving his tongue in my hole. I know he was wetting me because he was going to fuck me. He got up and spit on his cock. He rubbed it on my hole and started to push inside my ass. I grunted because it hurt. I wasn't lubed up enough. He didn't care and that was turning me on. He bottomed out in my ass and left his thick cock in me for a bit so I could adjust. We made out with my chest and left cheek on the wall. My head was turned to the side and he was kissing me and I was sucking his tongue and kissing back. He started to rock his cock back and forth in my ass. He kept rocking back and forth until I started to moan. Then he stopped kissing me and started fucking me. I pushed my ass back for his cock and he held the rest of me against the wall. After a few short minutes he said, "I'm gonna cum." I reached back my head and kissed him. He unloaded in my ass. He was breathing hard and resting my chest on my back. I was still pressed up against the wall. The bathroom door opened. It was one of the business gays - button down and dress pants. He apologized and was about to leave. My top (never got a name) said, "No worries. I'm done. You want a turn?" The top pulled out of me and the tall Asian business guy stepped behind me. I looked back at the Asian guy - handsome, slim frame. The other top goes to the sink to clean up as the Asian guy undoes his belt and button. He says to the other top, "Got a condom." I'm unzipping Asian guy's pants and reaching for his cock. The other top says, "Doesn't matter." With that said, the tops smile at each other and I feel the new top's cock harden in my hand. He pushes my hand away and slides his raw cock in me. Daddy top left the bathroom. Asian guy talked while fucking me. "You're so hot," "I love fucking bareback," "It's been 2 weeks since he fucked a dude," "I'm not going to last long." This top fucked me for a few minutes and shot his load in my ass. We got cleaned up and left the bathroom. I went back to the bar to finish my drink. The place was still not busy yet. The bartender asked if I was ok because I'd been in the bathroom awhile. I said yes. I heard the business gays erupt with laughter and I looked over. They were looking at me. The bartender came back to me and said a dude had bought me a drink. It was Daddy top. He came over and said thanks for the fuck. I smiled and said it was hot. Daddy top laughed and said it sure was and he went back to hang with his buddies. Now I finish my second double and I have a full third drink, so I start on that one. About half way through the third drink, the business gays start leaving. The Asian guy who fucked me just ignored me as they walked by. One of the business guys - he seemed like a total "geek chic," nerdy type stops on his way out to say goodbye to the bartender. Too much hair covering his face, glasses, thin body, good arms and dressed in a sweater, dress pants, etc. He's right next to me and he says, "Is it true?" I smiled. I was a little drunk. He introduced himself, Gabriel, Michael (an angel name) and said that his friend said he'd fucked me in the bathroom. I said my name and said it was true. The geek nervously asked if I wanted to get fucked again. I said sure but at my hotel. The geek smiled and I turned toward him on the stool. My legs were on either side of him as he stood. We talked and he ran his hands all over my legs. I looked over at the Daddy top. He was smiling at me really big. I finished my third double and I took "geek chic" back to my hotel. He was all over me in the elevator. Kissing me and rubbing my body. It was hot, but not as furious as the make out session with Daddy top. We got to my room and collapsed on my bed. He and I made out and lost our clothes. He had a great slim fit body and a nice 7" cock. He was uncut and I went down on him. I loved playing with his uncut piece - hands, tongue, mouth. I sucked him for awhile and he was moaning. He said, "I'll cum soon if you don't stop." I wanted him to fuck me so I stopped and we made out some more. He slipped his hand between my legs and rubbed my cum wet hole. He fingered me some. He said, "Is that part true too?" Coy, I said, "What part?" He smiled and kissed me. He said, "That you let my friend bareback you and cum inside you?" I said, "Yes. That's his cum lubing my ass now." I could see the dueling looks of desire and hesitation on his face. I put him on his back and kissed him as I climbed on top of him. I put his cock on my ass crack and started rubbing his cock on my ass. I said, "You want to bareback me too don't you?" He said, "I don't know." I lined his cock up with my hole and said, "Your choice or I'll just sit on it if you don't say anything." He looked at me and said nothing. I sat on his bare cock. Slowly guiding the biggest cock of the night into my hole. Fuck he was big. The cum was not so much lube that I couldn't feel the friction and heat in my ass. I let him bottom out while I adjusted to him inside my ass. I squeezed back and said, "You have a great cock." I started to ride him. I rode him for a while and then he got aggressive. He flipped me on my back and slammed his cock back into me. He fucked me hard. The best fuck of the night. He was slamming into me and then slowing down. He'd pull out and smack his cock on my hole and slide it back in. He and I kissed and fucked. I was moaning and feeling his tight small body. This geek chic twink was fucking me so good. Finally, after about 20 minutes of fucking all over the bed he said, "I'm cumming." He slammed his cock inside me and exploded with a big roar of a grunt/moan. The excitement of his explosion and me jerking my cock caused me to cum for the first time that night. We cuddled and slept until the morning. No more sex. I think he felt guilty about barebacking me. I didn't. It was a hot night.

For whatever it's worth (probably less than a cup of coffee at Starbucks), I totally agree. Anybody can write junk; it takes skill to write good fiction. Try pounding out 500 words describing a sex scene [ok, pun intended] and tell us how much time it took. And being slightly (or very) tweaked while doing it doesn't improve your skill in writing narrative or dialogue.

To Sam_puppy and Npguy: don't look a gift horse in the mouth. None of us get paid to write this. We all have lives that can get busy or complex. (Often times, we have to do extensive field research for these stories...) Sometimes we write ourselves into a corner, and need to abandon the storyline. if you want a complete, edited and proofread story before all the chapters are posted, well, you will need to be very very very patient. There are a lot of stories I wish would have continued, but for whatever reason, the author has moved on, either to other stories or other things. I am just thankful my favorite authors have shared a some of their fantasies and hope every day that they come back written something new to share. From my own perspective, complaining is the best way extinguish what little motivation I have to write after a long day. Before you complain again, try writing one yourself.

Plus a new character -- SETH, an angelic-looking kid with a filthy imagination -- who's just finishing up his freshman year in college... ...and who's totally addicted to his stepdad's cum.

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