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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

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....

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-

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."

Hi, Im Lee, and this is my story. I should say up front that I'm not a writer - so please don't expect everything to be themed and told in any sort of order. I started writing this because I was bored out of my fucking mind during lockdown, and I've just written encounters down as I've thought of them. Like I said, my name is Lee. I'm 32 years old and I run a lettings agency in west London. I've owned the business for about seven years now and, though I say it myself, I've made it into a really sucessful business. Outside work I play sport and I volunteer for a couple of charities. Oh, and I'm HIV positive and not on any meds. That's a bit of a long story and I might tell you about that another time. I was diagnosed about seven years ago - just after I had taken over the business. I suppose I felt a number of things when I was diagnosed - some expected and some unexpected. The most unexpected thing was how horny it made me. It seemed like my dick was permanently hard and I just wanted to fuck as many lads as I could - and actually that's more or less what I did and and pretty much what I've been doing ever since. Here's the deal. I don't stealth anyone - any guy who gets my load up his cunt knows he's going to get it. I don't lie either - if anyone asks me about my status I will tell them - but if they don't ask, I don't tell. I'm a top, I love to fuck and I don't like condoms. That's about it really. Well, let's say I'm mostly a top - if the truth be told, the more I've had to drink, the more likely you are to find me with my arse in the air, but I'm a top most of the time. I think I'm an ordinary looking guy but, though I say it myself, I do have quite a sizeable cock and I pack the front of my trousers out pretty well, even when my dick is soft. That's led to a lot of opportunities when I've seen guys checking out - I'm not shy about going for it and pretty soon one thing leads to another. That's true at work too. The business is quite a small business and so I do a lot of the property viewings, inspections and end of tenancy visits myself. We act for a number of landlords and the property portfolio consists of a lot of student flats and houses, some very high end flats and various other properties in and around west London. I know a lot of people think you should't mix business with pleasure but I have to be honest - I've had so much sex through work. You'd be surprised how often I find some lad checking out my crotch when I'm showing a flat. Sometimes its one of a group of students, sometimes it's the father of one of the students and very often it's one half a couple who are viewing a property together - and this applies to both gay and straight couples. When I've finished a viewing, I always give out my card and say if they have any questions or want a second viewing or anything they just need to call me. If I've noticed anyone checking me out, I give them a card with my personal mobile number written on it and you'd be surprised how many calls I get and how many times I get to enjoy a horny bareback fuck with no one any the wiser and more often than not, no questions asked. One time we took on the management of a flat just outside our area in south London. It was a nice flat but the parking around about it was terrible - London parking at it's worst. The first few times I went there I had to park miles away and then I noticed that there was a council estate just on the other side of the block which, unlike everywhere else around it, didn't appear to have controlled parking and I started parking in there. I got a couple of dirty looks from the residents and knew I probably shouldn't continue parking there but it was so convvenient I did - and then one day I got challenged. The guy who challenged me looked to be in his mid 30s - he was slim, dark haired and actually quite good looking. He was obviously nervous and had clearly taken his courage in both hands to challenge me. He was brick red but explained that the parking was for residents only and when people from outside parked there it made it harder for people who lived there. He told me he was a nurse who worked shifts and said it was really inconvenient if he couldn't get parked. When he finished tallkng he looked at me and I could tell he was nervous about my reaction so I smiled at him and told him he was quite right to call me out and I apologised for being selfish and told him I wouldn't park there again. He was a bit taken aback. "Oh, well.....I suppose it's not that big a deal," he said, with a smile. I held out my hand "I'm Lee," I said. He shook my hand. "I'm David". I had noticed him checking out the front of my trousers by now and I could feel my cock growing in my pants. There was no mistaking it now - he was definitely checking me out so I decided to go for it. I spread my legs a bit to give him a better view and he asked nervously if I would like a cold drink as it was such a hot afternoon. I said that would be great and soon I was following him up to the second floor of one of the blocks. I could tell he was nervous as he handed me a (very welcome) cold drink and guessed I would have to make the first move so I pulled him towards me and soon we were kissing. A few minutes later, my pants were down and he was sucking my cock. It was just what I needed and I must say he did it really well. I could easily have let him blow me until I unloaded in his mouth but I wanted to see if he was willing to go any further. I pulled him up and soon I was going down on him. I sucked his cock for a while and then turned him round. He bent over the kitchen counter and I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. Along with fucking, licking arse is definitely my favourite thing. I love pulling a guys cheeks apart and pushing my tongue right up him, knowing that I'm soon going to be pushing my raw cock up there. David's arse was a little hairy and I enjoyed licking it and judging by the moans he was giving out, he was enjoying it as much as me. I stood up and began to rub my cock against his hole. He pulled back then. "Oh...." he said, "I can't....I...I've got a partner..." His voice tailed off as I pushed the head of my cock against his arse again. "I really want to fuck you," I said and he moaned. I knew he wanted it too but then he said "We have to use a condom." I told him I didn't like condoms and he moaned again. "I....I can't,,,,,not without a condom." I told him that was fine and said I totally respected his decision and said we didn't have to fuck. I've found to this to be a very effective strategy over the years in getting lads to fuck without a condom - especially when they're really horny for it as this guy was - I've found that so many safe only guys will fuck bare rather than miss out on a fuck if they're horny enough and this guy was no exception. He said hesitatingly "Well, maybe just for a little while...."and a few minutes later he was bent over the kitchen table and my bare cock was pushing up his arse. He pushed his arse out further and moaned as I began to fuck him. "Oh fuck!" he moaned, "Fuck me.....fuck me!" I could tell he was really horny and guessed that his boyfriend probably hadn't given him one for a while. He was still moaning as I began to fuck him harder and I guessed that he hadn't expected to end up bent over the kitchen table with his pants down and a bare cock up his arse when he came out to speak to me about parking on the estate. I was enjoying every minute of the fuck, expecting him to ask me to pull out soon but he didn't. I was getting close now and told him so but he didn't react and I kept fucking him. After another ten or twelve thrusts I could feel myself starting to cum and I told him so. "Do it..." he moaned, "Fucking do it!" I hadn't cum for several days and seconds later I was pumping what I knew was a massive load up his arse. It felt like I was never going to stop cumming - I really bred him. When I had pulled out he stood up and mopped his brow with his T shirt. "I really needed that!" he said with a grin. Then he reddened a bit and said he didn't normally cheat on his partner like this. I said we're all human and he grinned again. I don't think it occurred to him that I had just pumped a toxic load up him. I didn't have to visit that particular flat for a while after that but a few months later I was doing the property inspection and I parked on the council estate again. When I returned to my car, a group of four lads in trackie bottoms and T shirts who looked to be in their late teens or early twenties were drinking in an entrance way just beside it. As I approached my car they started shouting at me and calling me a posh cunt and telling me to fuck off out their estate. I'm not easily intimidated so I tried to ignore them and got into my car and started it up. They were making wanking signs now and as I moved off one of them, a dark haired lad in a football top, turned round, dropped his pants and bared his arse at me. I grinned - he had a nice arse - and then just as I had pulled away there was a crash as one of the other lads threw a full can of beer at my car with some force. I was not grinning now and kept driving. I stopped a few miles away to survey the damage - the rear light of the car was smashed and the bodywork dented quite badly. I was really pissed off - I was proud of my car and I had bought it when the business started to make some money - but much as I love cars, I understand they are inanimate objects and can be repaired so I just booked it in to a body repair shop. It wasn't cheap. I didn't park on the council estate again - I guess you could say I had finally learned my lesson - and I found somewhere to park a bit further away on the edge of some woodland. It was about three weeks later that I was walking back to my car when I heard someone calling to me. I turned round and saw it was one of the lads from the council estate - a tall blond lad. I didn't want any trouble so I started walking faster. "Wait," he called and then added "Please." I turned round and he caught up with me. "I'm sorry," he said "I just wanted to say I'm sorry." he said. "It was stupid and I'm really sorry I did it." I realised he was telling me it was him who threw the can at my car. I was really tempted to tell him to fuck off but I could see in his eyes that he genuinely seemed to be troubled about what had happened. He was a bit nervous now "Look," he said, "I don't have any money, but maybe I could buy you a drink or something?" I looked at him and he reddened "Just to say sorry, you know." I relented "How about I buy you one?" I said and a few minutes later we were in a bar on the main road near the estate. I bought him a lager and myself a soft drink (I was driving) and we talked. He told me his name was Robert and he was 20. He was employed part time but didn't earn very much money and he had recently split up with his girlfriend. On the second drink he told me that he had a two year old daughter but his ex girlfriend was being difficult and not allowing him proper access. He told me he was really sorry he had behaved like such a prick and wished he could pay for the damage to my car. I told him not to worry about it - It was repaired and I was not concerned about it. On the third drink he asked about me and did not seem particulary surprised when I told him I was gay. He asked if I had a partner and I told him I didn't. Robert picked up his lager which was half full and downed it in one. He grinned and said he needed to go for a piss. I said I did too and we made our way to the toilet. Soon we were standing at the urinal together and I could see Robert was checking out my cock as he pissed like a racehorse. A short time later we were in a cubicle and Robert was sitting on the toilet and I was standing in front of him. He unzipped my smart work trousers and pulled them down along with my pants and soon he was sucking my cock. He sucked me quite well and I couldn't help wondering just how straight he was. He certainly did not resist when I pulled him up. I wanked him for a while and then motioned to him to turn round. WIthout a word, he turned round, pulled his pants right down and bent over the toilet. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hole. It wasn't very fresh, but in fairness he probably hadn't been expecting anyone to stick their tongue up it and I didn't really care anyway. I licked his arse for a while and then reached into my pocket for the little pack of lube I always have somewhere about my person. Robert did not resist as I pushed my cock into him - he just gave a little grunt and soon my cock was right up him. I began to fuck him - turned on by the tightness of his arse and the fact that we were fucking in the toilet of a run down straight pub. The toilet was not very clean and it smelled very strongly of piss, but somehow this just turned me on even more and before long I was getting close to cumming. "I'm close," I panted and he asked if I was going to cum in him. "Do you want me to?" I asked and he nodded. I didn't hold back and soon I was pumping a nice big load of cum into his arse. When I had finished cumming, Robert stood up, took hold of his cock and began to wank. I fingered his cummy hole as he wanked and before long he was shooting a big load of cum down the tiled wall of the cubicle. He griined at me. "You've done that before!" I said and he shrugged "Now and then" he said. "Do you like it?" I asked and Robert nodded and grinned at me again. I didn't have cause to visit that area for a while after that and the only other time I visited the council estate was one afternoon when I badly needed to piss. I remembered there a little wooded area behind a brick shed on the estate and I figured that it wouldn't do any harm just to quickly take a piss there on the way past - and to be honest it was either that or wet my pants and I didn't want to do that. A few minutes later I was mid way through a much needed piss behind the shed when I sensed that I was not alone. I turned and found a dark haired young lad of about 18 or 19 watching me. He was dressed in a polo shirt and work trousers and I saw from his badge that his name was Reece and he was part of the council's Estate Services Team. I had seen members of the team on the estate now and then, cleaning and tidying the garden areas. Reece was staring openly at my cock and I pulled back a bit to give him a better view as I finished pissing. It wasn't long before my cock was in his mouth and I was enjoying a really good blow job. This lad may have been young but he certainly knew what he was doing - it was one of the best blow jobs I had had in ages. I let him suck me for a while longer and then pulled him up. He didn't take much persuading to drop his pants for me and soon he was leaning against the brick shed, his work trousers and his white underpants at his knees and my cock up his arse. He told me he wanted it hard and I gave it to him hard, before shooting my toxic load deep into his unprotected young arse. Shortly after this encounter, the landlord put his flat on the market and I had no cause to visit that area again - but I certainly had some horny fun when I was there and, as always, enjoyed every minute of it. I've also quite enjoyed writing this - if you like it, I'll write some more.

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.

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.

Slings are so fucking hot! There is nothing like going to a bathhouse or club on a blackout night and just watching shadows approach you as they walk up and shove their cocks in. I prefer no talk or foreplay, just get to it. There is no bigger example of being a whore than opening your ass to all takers with a brown bottle under your nose.

I agree, I met a sexy hot Greek guy a while back, everything about him oozes sex. Tall, eyes I swam in, just pure sex. Anyway got back ti his place, sexy hairy chest, bushy pits and hairy legs. Took of his shorts, Completely shaved from below his bb to his thighs, not one hair, front and backm Besides looking strange, it killed my mood. But I let him still fuck me, a cocks a cock right?, but still didnt really do it for me.

Started getting ffisted in 2009, and it quickly became one of my favorite activities. Started out as a bottom, but changed to vers after realizing that you have to give a hand to get a hand. Since then I've noticed, especially in the last couple of years, a strong increase in the number of guys who are into ffisting. Definitely, use asspig.com as mentioned earlier to connect with playmates in your area. I find the certification feature there to be very helpful in identifying suitable playmates. I'm finding a lot of guys who are inexperienced but don't realize they are inexperienced because they seem to think of it as another sex act, when it takes a good bit of experience and finesse to be good at ffisting.

I may get hard during foreplay, especially if kissing is involved. That gets me totally hard. Other than though, I'm always soft during a fuck. In fact, I really hate it when a top fucking me tries to play with my dick. I've always gotten my pleasure from my hole, so during a fuck all my focus is on my hole and his cock. The more he uses me, and the less he pays attention to my junk, the better a fuck it is for me. I don't need to cum. I get all my pleasure from getting bred by my top.

I agree, except I can still do TIM porn, but even that is becoming more choreographed. I have one OF account. But Guys of XTube we’re getting greedy tho charging $15 for a 10 min tire video with no faces.

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

13 by a classmate

I love seeing little cum addicted sluts locked in a cage while I fuck my unborn kids in it's daycare center pussy

CHAPTER 6 We lay there many minutes in a heap and recouped together. He placed his hands finally on the floor on either side of me pushing himself up off and finally slowly pulled his dick out of my ass. He stood up. I continued for a few more seconds to lay there but finally rose also standing before the three of them. I felt very wet from sweat and at least some of the cum and fuck juices that had spilled out of my ass. Phil came first and hugged me kissing me lightly. Damon followed suit only lingered a bit with his kiss. Todd was the last and hesitated as he initially took me in his arms. We looked straight at each other and smiled. He hugged me hard and gave me a very deep kiss slapping my ass as he finished it. I stood looking at them. “Gentlemen, it has been a very deep honor for me to have served you. I hope we can do it again sometime. And, several times. Perhaps, we could make it a bit more comfortable though. I’ll not forget this place, but maybe at my apartment would make it more inviting if any of you are a mind to,” I offered. They looked at each other and smiled. Phil said, “That might just be a possibility. And, maybe videotape it, too.” Damon said, “You wouldn’t mind that would you?” I shook my head no slowly but with great conviction. “I have no problem with that at all as long as I get a copy of the tape.” Phil went over to his shorts and pulled out a pad and pen. He began to write on it. He handed it to Damon who wrote and passed it on to Todd who wrote. Todd handed it to me. I found their names and phone numbers. I carefully removed the page and stuffed it in my wallet. I then wrote my name, address, and phone number three times tearing out two of the sheets. I handed them to Damon and Todd and the pad and ink pen back to Phil. “I’ll be more than willing to welcome each of you individually, in pairs, or all three at any time. Just give me a call so I can be sure to be ready. And, if anyone else you know might be interested in a slut white whore bitch kunt to fuck, bring them along or pass my name and number to them.” We dressed slowly. Damon reminded the other two and me for the first time that this room was “safe” in some ways but that we needed to be careful. He and Phil would leave together taking the elevator to upper floors. Todd would take another staircase to the first floor, and I was to return the way I had come in. Damon and Phil left as Todd and I waited a few minutes to hear that they had gotten onto the elevator. We heard the elevator door close and before we stepped out into the hall, Todd turned to me wrapping his arms around me and driving his tongue deeply into my mouth where I accepted but was surprised at his action. As he withdrew his tongue from me, he looked at me and said, “I don’t know what your plans are for tonight but cancel them. You an I have some unfinished business. I’m gettin’ some more of that kunt of yours, an I mean to have it one way or ‘nother.” I considered his demeanor and words looking at him in a somewhat surprised manner squinting my eyes slightly. I began reeling in what he had said when it suddenly dawned on me. “I’ve got other things planned for tonight. We’ll have to make it another night, Todd,” I returned. I stepped out of his arms waiting and looking at him. “Cancel your plans. I’m goin’ to fuck my new white kunt some more, an I’m doin’ it tonight, bitch,” he said raising his voice. Without warning, his right hand crossed his body and was brought upwards striking me on my right cheek. I spun away from him but stayed on my feet. It had not been a hard hit. “In fact, I’m stayin’ the night to fuck you. An if you’re good enough, I might even turn you over to some of my other buddies who know how to fuck a kunt like you.” We understood each other completely . . . and our roles. We both knew Todd would spend the night at my apartment fucking me. We knew he was going to show me a different side to him and possibly one that Phil and Damon did not know. We knew that Todd was going to be in my life for as long as he wanted and that I had no say. Last, we knew that Todd would be true to his word about turning me over to some of his other buddies whom he would get to watch fucking me so that once more he would fill my ass with his black gargantuan cock and fuck me so that he could flood my insides with his white gooey baby making mixture making claim to my ass as being his to do with what he wanted. No matter who or how many other men fucked me Todd would always be there to once more claim my ass as his by planting his Man seed in me on top to replace all other cum that had been deposited. I was a claimed prize now to be used and to be shared. All this we both knew from that backhand. All was right with the world.

We may have our own views on what a bottom, top or a twink looks like...but... let's not pretend that porn is not driving how the majority of gay men define these terms.

I will get hard during the foreplay especially if the top is working my nipples. Once I am being fucked, my dick gets soft as my focus shifts to my hole/his cock. If we get into some really hot dirty talk, I might chub up a bit.

"yesss thats the way max, all the way in" ollie coaxed the heated teen as he grit his teeth in protest. "isnt that nice? see? I told you I know exactly what big cocks need." Oliver began gently working his hips. "you gotta take your time max. thats how you get the most cum out of a big cock like yours." ollies moist cheeks gently slapped against max's thighs as his ass drooled copious seed down the teens balls. "I cant cum in you..." max panted. "sure you can max, see?" ollie lifted his balls aside and leaned back, showcasing the teens throbbing cock inside him. "see how your big dick fits just right? come on. one or two little squirts sure would feel nice wouldnt it?" Ollie flexed his hips and continued expertly miliing the boy. "just enjoy max and when you need to dont fight it, let it cum. our little secret, i promise." Max groaned as the boy expertly continued rising up and down on the boy. "mmmgh, god max that big cocks making me cum." Oliver grunted as his own cock slowly drooled a thick warm trail of seed down his balls and onto the boys taut abs, his hole contracting firmly along Max's length. Doug stroked gently as he watched his magnum opus. Oliver, his perfect specimen, gently riding his sons bare prick with the most futile of protest. once he drained max's bloated balls that would be the party in its entirety. Every man serviced, atleast once, by the insatiably luxurious hole between the slender boys tight cheeks. He wasnt even certain the drugs mattered anymore. This was Olivers final form, built to service an endless world of cock. glancing over at josephs dozing form, he gently milked a dollop of precum from his cockhead and pushed it between the boys slumbering cheeks. "mmgh" joseph grumbled. "thats a boy. relax." Doug dribbled more cock slime onto josephs hole and continued his ministrations. Joseph wasnt very keen on bottoming, but Doug enjoyed waiting until the partied out top finally passed out to fill him full of seed as he had on so many occasions before. Once his ring glistened, doug straddled the fit young pig and began pushing into his warm tight hole. "Oh joey youre so good to my cock baby." Doug sighed as he began gently dragging the length of his cock in and out of the slumbering tattooed otter. Reaching under the boy, he pulled his cock between his legs and began massaging the dripping pierced glans. "There we go joey, lets milk the nice big cock" As the boys cock began to grow, his hole began to contract around dougs formidable girth, gently tugging and massaging, coaxing dougs cock ever closer to releasing its warm thick seed. Doug enjoyed making Joey perform, watching his body betray him and surrender to his hard slimy tool. "ah there it is. time to fill the hole baby" Doug sighed as Josephs asshole suddenly gripped his cock, and his hand filled with the boys copious seed. Pushing forward, Doug began filling the slumbering young mans hole over and over as he pumped his balls dry. What had started as just a quickie between Max and Oliver was now a sweat soaked fight to steal a second load from the drugged teen. "let it cum max, fill me up again. I know you want it" Oliver hissed as he pounded the boys aching member into his greasy greedy cunt. "ones not enough maxie youre still hard. Just let my nice pink pussy suck those big cum filled balls dry. our little secret, remember?" oliver watched as the boy groaned and the familiar throb began again inside his body. "good boy, cum inside." Oliver chanted breathlessly over and over as Max's cock surrendered the last of its seed to the demanding boy. As Oliver collapsed atop a puddle of his own cum and into max's chest, the boys panted together. Max looked down at the weary teen, his slim hips, well defined curves, his incredible hole as it clung to his prick. "I gotta take a piss" Max grumbled as he began to lift the boy in protest. "do it" Oliver clung to max. "i dont..ive never...." max fumbled for the words as he knew exactly wht oliver wanted. "piece of cake." oliver smiled into max's eyes. "just relax. nice and easy. look at me." Max sighed and stared into Olivers eyes. To Max's surprise, as if on queue, he began fill the boy with his own piss. "there you go" Oliver grinned. Oliver really seemed to know exactly what his body...his cock...needed. "see? not hard at all" Oliver carefully lifted himself from the spent teen as a dribble of piss and seed travelled down his inner thigh. "You can cum in me when you need to cum again" Oliver casually remarked as he wandered back to the kitchen for another bump and a snack.

The next few days were much tamer for Oliver. Doug knew giving the boy a rest would work up his appetite for more cock, and chems. the little itch in his tight toxic pussy would need to get scratched eventually. days passed before the boy got a text from the kind older man who had so lovingly shepherded him into his role as a cumdump, inviting him to a party with some nice friends. Oliver knew this certainly meant more drugs, and more cock, and for the first time his cock began to throb at the prospect of filling his pussy. Stripping his clothes off he revealed his newfound form, his perky nipples standing at attention, his semihard cock glistening with its new jewelery, and his smooth curved hips tapering to highlight his tight cheeks and brand new tattoo. turning away from the mirror he spread his ass and gazed at the sight before him. what was once a little boyhole had been shaped, moulded, and stretched to a beautiful pink boypussy by Dougs bloated cock. on command, his hole would open eagerly for even the biggest pricks with no problem at all, enveloping them in Olivers sensual lips and warm moistness that he knew even Doug couldnt resist. reaching to the sink, he pumped a glob of lotion into his hand and gently worked it into his hole. the beautiful pussy was the center of his world now, and he made sure to keep it supple and perfect as doug has intended. "oh yesssss" he hissed as he slipped a greasy digit into himself. The boys slender little fingers would never be enough, but teasing his hole was enough to make his undersized prick drool a little stream of precum which he eagerly scooped up and sucked off his fingers. He couldnt wait to see doug. pulling into the driveway of the large stately home he walked anxiously to the door. "its a pool party, so just be yourself" he reassuringly repeated as he rang the doorbell. "Ollie??" it was the nice nurse from the clinic, wrapped in towel and grinning eagerly. "yeah!" he chirped, as the two hugged. "come on in sweetie the party is in the back." Oliver admired the ornate foyer and kitchen as Trey turned back to slip off his towel and reveal his nude form. "ok hun, clothes off..." he instructed, as ollie took off his shirt and shorts and paused for a moment. "I-i brought swimtrunks" he bashfully confessed as trey grinned. "its okay baby. This party is special so there are a few rules. If you have a boypussy you dont need to wear anything at all. its so much more comfortable." Oliver shrugged and shucked off the remainder of his clothes. "Oh ollie its beautiful!" Trey gushed as he took the boys cock in his hand and admired the ring. "oh before I forget you need some medicine first baby. something to make this party lots of fun." Trey stepped to the table and produced a handful of pills and a strange plastic syringe. "eat the tasty pills baby, this one goes in here." trey grazed his finger across Olivers hole and elicited a groan of pleasure. "wowee someones ready for some cock." Ollie grabbed a bottle of water off the countertop and gulped the pills, taking note of the strange aftertaste for a moment as Trey knelt down to face the boys hole. "open wide for me ollie" Trey lapped at the boys sweet pink pussy as he braced himself, groaning, against a chair. "here comes the medicine baby" Trey tucked the nozzle of the syringe into the boys glistening hole and squirted him full as he stood up. "ohmygod! ah! fuck that stings!!" Ollie jumped and squirmed as the copious bump went to work inside him and trey burst into laughter. Just as soon as the comedic performance began, ollie slowed, bearing his teeth as his breathing became labored. "Trey holy shit" he whispered, fondling his dribbling cock. "I know ollie ive got some in me too. It makes your pussy really hungry." Lets go meet some nice big men! Ollie surveyed the yard. About a dozen men and a few that looked similar to him, all mingling in various states of undress, but no sign of doug. "Ollie" he felt a mans hot breath on his neck as he spun around to face Joseph. "hey! did you see doug?" Ollie walked as he was led by the leather clad pig to a minibar. "oh hes upstairs taking care of some business, but! im sure he would want to make sure youre having a very good time." Joseph reached to tie the boys arm with a length of paracord. as he loaded a fresh point. "hows that little dick baby? is it feeling better?" Oliver thought it strange Joseph cared. He hardly thought about anything but his pussy anymore. Why would anyone care about his prick? "Good" he sighed, wincing as the needle entered his skin. "thats good baby. Its so pretty now." Ollie jeered as Joseph finished his shot and unwrapped his arm. "I dont care. id rather get fu--oohhh" the boy stopped midsentence as the powerful narcotic coursed through him. "all better now ollie? ready for a little fun?" Josephs words echoed in his head as he grinned a dopey smile. "here ollie, hop up on my lap and sit on my cock. Ive got a nice big load for your pretty pussy. Ive been craving that little pink cunt all week." Joseph fisted a glob of lube into his thick tool as the intoxicated boy lumbered up to face the man eye to eye. There was a primal hunger in Olivers eyes, a look that Joseph had never seen. Oliver reached down to aim the mans prick and in one quick movement, drove the entire length into his guts. "So fucking good inside" the boy spat, bracing his hands on Josephs broad shoulders and pounding himself mercilessly. "Oh god ollie that hole...its fucking...its amazing. baby we need to slow down or im gonna pop" Ollie lifted almost entirely off the mans oozing cock and looked him square in the eyes as he slammed himself mercilessly back down, a gutteral groan escaping his pursed lips as days of pent up cream drooled uncontrollably out of his cock. "holy shit" Joseph whispered as ollie continued as if he had never cum. "do you like my hole?" ollie mumbled. "god baby yes its incredible." Joseph panted, watching ollie scoop his seed into his cupped hand and dribble it into his mouth, not skipping so much as a beat while working the thick cock inside him. "cum in it" Ollie grunted. "cum in me I know you want to. do it." Joseph just lolled his head back and groaned as his balls drew close. "you cant fight it my pussy makes doug cum every time. " Feeling a big firm hand on his shoulder Ollie turned to see Doug in a bathrobe. "it sure does ollie" Doug smiled. "Dont be rude now Joseph Ollies right. That holes going to suck up all your seed no matter how slow you think you wanna go. Give the boy a load." It was all too much for Joseph as Ollie reached back to feel his balls. "c-cumming" he grunted as Ollie grined, rolling his hips and stirring the man meat inside him. "yesss thats it." Ollie Felt the familiar pulse of a mans thick hard tool inside him and sighed in relief. Finally, a load in him. He felt himself relax a little as he wrapped his arms around Josephs fit chest, laying his head on the pigs shoulder and breating the intoxicating musk from his armpit, embracing him and gently milking him dry.

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.

9. The Fog of Sex James wiped the sweat off his face. He tried to focus on the clock sitting on the bed table. But, between his drugged-out state and the rough slam-fuck he was getting, he failed. It was late. Tim and Tiago had already both fucked him over, before pausing when Tim's friends Vic and Jason had come over. There had been a brief break. Vic and Jason had brought over some G, and they all made James do some more. He had felt so warm and sexy, he had let both new men cum in him, plus both Tim and Tiago had managed to cum again. After that, there was a bit more smoke and G for all the men. That was the last thing James really remembered. The room had gotten dark, except for the large screen TV, currently showing hard-core bareback porn. Even just twenty-four hours ago, James would have been shocked to find himself like this. But much to his surprise, he was enjoying himself. Whenever he had felt alone or scared, Tim has been there with him. It had made the entire night fun, like he was exploring a new country with his best friend. James was also loving getting fucked. He liked feeling a raw cock inside him. He loved feeling a man cum inside him. He was hungry for seed, and Tim kept on telling him to take more. He felt safe with Tim. He knew who was fucking him, and he wouldn't let anyone hurt him. He loved that the Prep he had taken earlier was also protecting him. It didn't matter that they were barebacking. All he had to do was remember to take one in the morning. There was another man's cock in his ass. It didn't feel like Tim or Tiago's cock, and he wasn't entirely sure if it was Vic or Jason's either. He had a vague memory of another man coming over. Maybe more. "Here boy," a luckily familiar voice said to James, sticking the glass pipe into his mouth. "You'll want this," Tim said. He was smiling, urging James on. James eagerly sucked down the thick smoke. "I knew he was a tweaker," the man fucking him muttered. James looked back. It was an older man, and not someone he recognized. James exhaled the cloud, and the stranger shook his head in disappointment. "Not a pussy cloud like that," he said. "Do a proper hit." "Come on boy," Tim said. James looked up; above him, Tiago was stroking his cock and watching Tim feed him the pipe. It was a weird experience, to have his doctor watch as he got drugged up. But it made James feel even more comfortable. Tiago wouldn't let him have too much. This time, James took his time and got a massive hit. "Hold it boy," Tim said, as he took the pipe and inhaled deeply. "Hold it," he repeated. "You want this, boy. Two more guys coming over to breed you." "Mmmm?" James grunted, carefully not exhaling any part of the cloud. "How many boy?" Tim asked. "You don't remember, boy?" James nodded, embarrassed that he had to ask. "Well, there was me. Then Tiago. Then Jason, and Vic. And then Tiago and then me again." Tim finally nodded, and James exhaled. It had been a massive cloud, and Tim smiled. "After that, there was Doug and Max and Eli," Tim continued. "And now it's Jean-Paul enjoying your hole." "Daddy, please," James asked, staring at Tim. "I need it." Tim smiled and nodded. For a near-virgin, James had lost so many inhibitions quickly. Tim almost wished he had laid out some points; it would be almost too easy to convince the drugged-out boy of the dire necessity of slamming. "Beg for it boy," Tim whispered into James's ear. "Beg for it, my slutty boy." James's head was flying from the crystal he had just smoked. He heard the instruction from Tim, from the man he wanted to call Daddy. "Please, cum in my hole," he pleaded, twisting his head back to stare at the man. "Please," James continued. The man had a thick salt-and-pepper goatee; the black and white fur covered his muscular chest and abs. "Please, cum in me." He repeated it like a mantra; it was all he could think to say. Tim put the pipe back in James's mouth. "Another hit for me, boy," he said, and held the torch under the glass blow. James waited, then inhaled deeply. He wanted to make Tim proud of him, proud that he could do so much crystal and take so much dick. He looked up. Tiago was smiling and nodding. James inhaled deeper, wanting to impress both men. "Do some more G," Tiago said. "You'd like that, boy, wouldn't you?" Tim asked him. James nodded. He still wasn't sure what G even was, but Tim had encouraged him. "Let's get you really high," Tim said. "And find another cock to breed you," Tiago continued. He had a phone in his hand already, his face lit by a yellow glow from the screen. "You guys are fun," the stranger said, slamming his cock deep into James's tender, inexperienced hole. "And you're a pleasure to breed," he said. "Right on," Tim said. "Cum in him." Tiago slowly stood up, his attention still focused on the phone's screen. "You want some?" he asked the stranger. "Sure, 1.5?" "This is going to be fun," Tiago said. Tim fed James another hit from the pipe; he made sure the boy was always tweaked out. "Feel free to use that hole how ever you want," he said. "Or as hard as you want." "I'm paying for it," he said. "Of course I'm gonna use it. And I'm gonna use it hard."

2. Jimmy woke up early the next day. Most of the morning was spent looking at casting calls, and figuring out the best ones for him. He also made a few calls to agents, but every time, the receptionist told him that the agent wasn't taking new clients. Then, it was time to find some food before his appointment at three for the lease on the studio. This time, the superintendent forced him to kneel, his back against the wall as the older man forced his cock down Jimmy's throat. Jimmy still gagged on the thick rod, but reminded himself that even with the regular throat-fucking, it was still an amazing deal. That evening, Jimmy went out to his first gay bar. The description online said that it was preppy and sporty. He had gotten a fake ID several months earlier, planning for the move, but he hadn't had a chance to test it. His hometown was small enough that everyone knew he was only eighteen. The bouncer spent a lot more time staring at the tuft of chest hair sticking out of his shirt than Jimmy's ID, before waving him in. Jimmy took a moment to look around. There wasn't a single woman to be seen, and the video screens scattered around the bar were showing a slide show of naked men. He was scared and excited, wondering what possibilities the night held. He tried to be as nonchalant as possible as he approached the bar, and ordered a beer. "What do you want?" the bartender asked. He was a short, skinny guy, with a day's worth of stubble, and an infectious smile. He must have picked up on Jimmy's innocence, because he continued. "Special today is Blue Moon. $4 a pint." "I'll take that." "Most guys like it with a slice of orange. You?" "Sure," Jimmy said. He handed over a ten dollar bill, and took the change. He was about to retreat to a safe corner, when the man sitting at the bar next to him turned and spoke. "New here?" he asked. "Yeah," Jimmy stammered. He looked at the man. He looked to be in his early thirties, with thick brown hair, a dense yet well-trimmed beard, and under a tight white t-shirt, what looked to be a good body. "Welcome. I'm Josh." "Jimmy," Jimmy said. "Well, welcome to LA, Jimmy. This calls for a celebration." He turned the bartender and ordered tequila shots; the bartender poured one for himself as well. The three men quickly knocked back the shot; Jimmy tried his best not to cough. Jimmy and Josh talked for a few minutes. Josh mentioned he had some weed back at his place; and asked if Jimmy wanted to get high. "Sure," Jimmy said. "Where do you live?" "Just around the corner," Josh said. "Come on," he said. Josh quickly settled up his tab, as the bartender smirked at Jimmy. Josh was right; he lived in a giant apartment less than a five minute walk away. Josh grabbed a bong already filled with weed, and took the boy out to the balcony. The men took a few hits off the bong, watching the airplanes circle downtown on final approach to LAX. Finally, Josh spoke. "Jimmy. Is that short for something?" "James," Jimmy said. "Much better," Josh said. "Jimmy is the middle school kid in Nebraska. Jimmy is the kid that plays soccer, and everyone knows is queer." Josh was standing behind Jimmy now, close enough that Jimmy could feel his body heat. "Jimmy is going to be eaten alive by LA." "But," Jimmy asked. "What do I do?" "A new name. Everyone does it." Josh whispered into Jimmy's ear. "James is a good name." Jimmy could smell Josh's body. It was sweet and sweaty, and his cock was hard. "James is a fresh face from the heartland. Ready for a leading role." "James," Jimmy said. In his mind, it was the name his Mom called him when he was bad. Josh spun him around, so they were facing, and kissed him. "Hello, James," Josh said, when they finally broke off the kiss. "You're a sexy man." "Thanks, uh, you too," James said, trying to take everything in. "So, James," Josh asked, grabbing his ass. "Did you play soccer?" "Yeah." "And did everyone think you were queer?" "Yeah." "You had to suck off the quarterback?" "Yeah." "Fuck yeah," Josh said. He had unzipped his jeans, and pushed them down. "Show me how you took care of him." Josh's cock was already erect. James slid down to his knees, then stared at the shaft in front of him. "Come on. Show me how good you suck." James opened his mouth, and took the head in. "You can do more than that," Josh said. "Give me your best blow job." James went partially down the shaft. Back home, Eric's cock had been thicker and larger. But the last time had been a month ago; Eric had once more decided what they did was sinful, and Jesus would save him. It was good to taste dick again. James reached down for his cock, but Josh pushed his hand away. "Not yet," he said. "I want to enjoy this." Josh held on to the arm, reminding James of his job here. "Get me off first," he said. James worked his way down the length of Josh's cock. It wasn't as big as the superintendent's dick, so he didn't gag. But it was close; the shaft was like a steel rod poking at his throat. "Fuck yeah," Josh said, grabbing the back of James's head and holding the boy in place. "Let me down your throat." James did his best to relax. He knew that gagging would be the wrong move here. Eventually, he found a comfortable angle that allowed him to swallow the full length of Josh's cock. He moaned in pleasure; it was the best he could do with a dick down his throat. "That's it James," Josh said. He let go of his arms, but reminded the man on his knees of the rules. "Remember to focus on me. I'm almost there." Josh started thrusting his cock deep into James's throat, feeling the wet, velvety softness massage him to release. "Gahhh," James said, trying to take Josh's forceful strokes. "Ugggh," he said, nearly choking on the dominant man's cock. Luckily, only took Josh a few minutes before he shot a thick load. He made sure that the boy swallowed every drop, before finally pulling out. "Fuck yeah," Josh said. "You're an amazing cocksucker." Just like the superintendent, he wiped his cock off on James's stubble. "That quarterback was a lucky guy." James reached down for his cock. Even gasping for air, he was turned on, the way that Josh had just used him. Josh conspicuously checked his phone, his cock still nestled in James's mouth. "Fuck," he said. "I didn't know it was so late."

Awesome story man, brings me back simultaneously to feeling horror and horny remembering a night i spent drunk, high and helpless while a 40 something surfer-dude that i chatted with on a4a raped me on his waterbed. I didnt think much of it when he told me he had called one of my school/poker friends to come drive me back to campus, despite the fact my "friend" showed up less than 2 minutes later, wearing just a white cotton undershirt, and see thru bball shorts revealing a huge hardon. I kind of remember him laughing with the older guy who said something about me being a "lightweight" and their explanation why he was there turning out to be unnecessary because i was so out of it i almost didnt realize the older guy had cuffed my arms to the bedframe before my friend raped me much more wildly than the host had. When i sobered up my friend was fucking me for the 2nd or third time and the older guy was getting me to do lines of coke off his dick. I tried to get them to stop but the older guy said they were almost done and left me with the guy i thought was a buddy, who suddenly became a sweet passionate top telling me he dreamed of my lips and kissing me between requests that I spend my nights with him from then on. I had a girlfriend and while i had fantasized about him and checked him out a lot at poker night, i was really freaked and scared for my secret to come out so i just kissed him and begged him not to cum in me when he admitted he had already cum at least once in me that night. He did pull out and reluctantly shoot on my face since i was begging him to, and before i could open my cum drenched eyelids, he had disappeared into the bathroom and 5 mins later the 40yo dude came in, untied me and told me my friend got a text from HIS girl friend and took off. Btw, my friend from schoom never ackowledged our fuck session at poker when we hung out except when he would get bombed after his baseball team lost or he had broken up with his girl. Thats when he would show up at my dorm room and beg me to suck him off. Instead i would jerk him while he laid on my bed or the floor while working his legs back til i could get to where i was eating his bubble butt. I even managed to pop my cock head into his ass for a stroke or two after he stopped telling me it was exit only the night he found out he was being benched for a few games til his hitting average went up. I came on his ass while he complained about whatever i had used to snap his bubbleband (a term he often used when refering to popping the anal cherry of a girl or apparently his own tight sphincter) and he went back to his dorm room with cum leaking from between his butt cheeks down his grey sweats, because i kept his white athletic supporter briefs with his load in them. But back to the night of the rape, I stuck around the older guy's house for an hour or so while the drugs and booze wore off and when i told him i was not going to return and i thought it was best he stop talkig to me online, he told me he thought Id been in on this mutual fantasy rape scenario since the other dude said i was and knew my a4a profile despite being careful to ensure my photos were faceless and my description was vague until i was sure i didn't know whoever i was planning to meet. He apologized over and over until i found myself saying it was okay, but really i was far from okay, still in shock since i didn't have any previous knowledge or desire to be force fucked especially by someone who might out me. Once he got me to swear i wasnt going to run to the police, he began convincing me that I had actually loved what happened, or at least enjoyed it enough that i was okay chatting with him online. Not sure if he was lying about what he had been told butas a peace offering he gave me some amazing weed and some coke and usb drive full of gay pornos he had downloaded for me, all of which featured tops like him and my friend (but in groups of 5-10) bare gangbanging guys like me, who all seemed reluctant but by the end of each video, the bottom would always say they had never been so turned on. This was my introduction to treasure island and a few similar studios and thats what ended up getting me to come back to his place a few more times over the next 2 yrs at school. At first he and i would tag team these hot bttm twinks from my school or the other, bigger university about 30 mins away, but every night with him ended with me bent over the couch or with my legs in the air in the back seat of his suburban, taking his raw cock down my throat or up my ass, tho i never let him cum in me, no matter how much he wanted to. By the following x-mas he had worked it out with my baseball poker rapist friend to come spend a night there since the dorms were closing for the holiday and he sidnt have anywhere else to sleep. He agreed when the older dude said i was also out of options and had to stay there as well. This time he was the one who ended up high and tag teamed, even admitting he had set it all up the first time, and while i enjoyed being balls deep in his built baseball butt, i found i was conditioned to want the 40 yo surfer dude who lived hundreds of miles from a surfable wave. So he took me downstairs and got me up in a make shift sling andkept me high on weed and poppers and booty bumps that i wasnt aware of, until he got me to agree to let him seed me...twice. When my former poker pal sobered up enough to come down to the basement and see me in the sling he laughed and told me he always thot i was a bitch bottom boy, but he hardly thot it was funny when i refused to let him have a turn fucking me and told the 40 yo that the only way i would let anyone fuck me ever again, was if he made sure my poker pal didnt get to fuck me no matter what. Wish i knew where he was these days so i could show him how much it hurts the day after a proper forced fuck.

Part 6 We arrived at a house in a crowded neighborhood in the city. The bushes were overgrown and formed a screen that mostly obscured the house from the street. "Come, little one" I liked the way he called me that, I felt protected. I didn't understand it fully as we were equal in size and I was a year or two younger at most. But I liked it. I got out of the car and followed him through an opening in the hedges and up the stone stairs that were the walkway. The house was set back from the street and had seen better day. we arrived at the landing to the house and he rapped a strange rhythm on the front door and then said "it's me". The sound of sever latched unlocking followed and I was ushered into the house. Once inside there were 5 men in a living room. A mismatch of furniture and a array of states of dress greeted me. There was a man on the couch in just underwear. One man with just a shirt and everyone else fully dressed. on the table was a bong, a glass pipe and other paraphernalia. I felt like Alice entering the mad tea party. It was such a strange new world to me. "Stay here" he whispered to me. Then he and one of the men left to another room of the house. I stood awkwardly. The handsomest of the remaining men said told me to grab a seat. I sat in the newly vacated seat. He smiled at me. He had a charming smile. I'd guess he was about 40 and handsome with blonde hair with a little grey parted to the side. He was dressed in jeans and a polo shirt. He was well put together. I looked around at the others who were much less put together and tuned into a video game on the tv or porn on a laptop. "I'm Timothy" he said extending his hand. I shook it. He leaned in. "Don't be nervous. You look nervous. These guys live here, they wouldn't harm a fly. You friend will be back in a minute, I'm sure." "Do you like here too?" "Me? No, Just picking up." I nodded, understanding finally where we were. "You're so handsome" "Me? I don't know." He continued to look and I felt more and more his sincerity piercing me. "Thank you. You are.... so handsome as well" "How long have you two been together?" "Just today" "Oh, I thought you were his new beau. Maybe it's my lucky day." I didn't know what to say, luckily for me the moment was broken by my friend and the other man returning to the room. I stood up to give the chair back and the other man said no worries and I could have the seat. "Nah, It's all good- We're gonna go in the side yard for a bit if that cool." "Sure" he said, reclaiming his seat. Timothy stood up and asked my friend if he could join us. Next thing I knew the three of us were heading deeper into the house and then out a side door to the yard. There was a small patio with a table and some iron chairs. Some Christmas lights strung around a post provided a little light but night had crept in so it was difficult to see much. We chatted for a bit. Mainly the two of them with me interjecting now and then. "Isn't he adorable?" My friend suddenly asked. I flushed, embarrassed. "You should see him naked. He's amazing. And new to slamming as of today." "Hot" Timothy said. He smiled at me "I'd love to see him naked. You like slamming?" "Well, today's the first but so far... it's been amazing" "What do you think.... should we all do a round?" My friend asked. "Here? Out in the open? Isn't that risky" My friend turned to Timothy "Isn't he the sweetest? Well maybe not right here, but over there is a small shed. just big enough to do what we want." His phone rang suddenly. "Shit, I have to take this" and he went off. "We don't have to if you'd rather keep it one on one with him" "No- It's not that" I said surprising myself with my urgency. I wanted Timothy, my attraction to him kept growing with every moment. "Just not sure about in the shed right outside this house. "I get it- we'll figure something out once he's back." I smiled, and he flashed his grin back at me. "Do you mind if I kiss you?" I shook my head. I didn't mind at all. He leaned in and our lips met. Fireworks. I could have cum there and then. It was just a perfect fit. He pulled back and at the same time be both said "wow". "Where have you been" He asked. Looking off in the direction my friend had left he sighed "I wish I'd found you so I could get you all to myself". we fell into an easy silence and then into natural conversation. My friend soon returned and was seething anger "I have to go to work. I fucking lost track of time, everyone's pissed. I have to go. Can you Uber or get home somehow, little one? I felt slapped. Felt like the rug had been pulled out under me. but then I looked toward Timothy and knew it was alright. that the night was still far from over... End Part 6

-Part 5- We were now in his car- I was filled with anticipation for what was to come. I had asked where we were going and was told not to worry about it. The car came to a stop in a parking lot and he said "come on". I did. I was surprised to find us at an ice cream store. He got us both vanilla soft serve and we sat outside. "It's important to eat, never forget that little one. Maybe later I'll take you to dinner. Or maybe we'll be occupied with other activities" he said. And then something taboo happened: we got to know each other. He told me what had led him to here and I told him about me. He was a good guy. It took away a little of the mystery but now I was even more excited to connect with him. maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me. I wondered if this could ever be something real? That terrified me. ______ "Come on in" He said as he opened the door to his place. "My roomate won't be home for a few hours, This will do for an hour or two- until its time" He led me to his room "I'm just subletting till I find my own place, excuse the mess" I looked around and it was pretty barebones: bed, nightstand and a bunch of boxes against the wall. He came up behind me and started kissing my neck. with his hands at my sides he grabbed at the hem of my shirt and pulled it off. I turned to face him. he was naked except his jock. When had he stripped? It was hot. "What now?" I asked. "Well- that depends how adventurous you are?" "Try me" "famous last words, little one" And then he pulled me to him, making out fiercely. tongues on tongues. Minutes or years passed and he broke us apart and said "follow me". He led me to the en suite bathroom attached to his room and turned on the full shower. While it warmed he explained "We're out of stuff. Just for the moment- but if you trust me I have a plan to keep you feeling good, hop in the shower" I took off my clothes and he hummed in appreciation. I was never one to feel great about my body but he made me feel sexy. I felt seen. I got under the water and the sensation of the warm water cascading down my body was something else all together. He got in and we made out in the steaming shower. feeling each other and jerking each others cocks to full hardness. He had a bottle of lube in the shower and used it to lube his cock and my ass and bent me over. He started to fuck me nice and slow. I was enjoying this moment so much. As he fucked me he pulled himself into me and forced a whisper in my ear "You ready?" "For what?" "For our next adventure" and with that i felt warmth in my ass at first I was confused. Was he filling me with cum? And then I realized...piss. He was filling me with piss. I'd always harbored a secret fetish for piss so moaned in appreciation. "Good boy. Let me fill you up. This isn't just piss. this is chem piss. You'll be soaring again very soon. do you have any for me?" he asked. grabbing a cup from the ledge. Instinctively I knew to follow orders and fill the cup with my own piss. I did. and handed it back to him. he raised the glass in a cheers motion and then brought it to my lips and had me take a sip. Then he drained the rest. By the time he was done the chem piss was starting to take hold. He slipped out of the shower saying "meet me in the bedroom when your ready" . A few minutes late I met him in the bedroom. Things had changed. The blinds were down. a pleather sheet was on the bed. and the contents of one of the boxes had been upended. It was full of sex toys. A few dildos, butt plugs, poppers, cuffs and restraints. And there he was. Sexy as all fuck in a mask, black leather chaps, and a cock ring. he grabbed my hands and cuffed them in a leather cuff. Then forced a black mesh jockstrap on me with a comment that "My dick wasn't necessary right now" He kneeled me on the bed and entered me. Fucking me hard. both of us flying high on the chempiss. So many positions, toys, moment of sweat and sex flashed before my eyes. High on chempiss and poppers, two hours passed effortlessly. I had just relaxed into a post orgasm moment. Content with his cum in my hole when the phone rang. "Yeah?" he answered. A few quick exchanges. Then he hung up. "Okay, little one. It's time." Lets get cleaned up and out the door. Within minutes we were on the road once more. Where to now? I had stopped caring and just trusted I'd get to where I needed to be. End part 5

Part 3 As he pushed it in I felt nothing- That surprised me. In the videos there always seemed to be such a strong- And then it hit me. The Rush. It was like everything I'd heard and seen and like nothing I've ever felt. I was someone new. Free. I felt myself coughing as it hit me and then felt a tsunami of horniness envelop my being. "Good, huh?" he said. "Fuck yes. I...Holy fuck..." "Lay back baby and enjoy the rush. I'll be there in a minute" he said strapping his arm and bringing his point out. "Can I..." "You wanna watch?" "Yes, please. Yes, sir" "Oh wow. we're gonna have fun. You are a little piggy boy. I had a feeling about you- I knew that freak was in there. You just needed a little encouragement. Yes, pig. come over here and watch me." I came next to him and watched as he prepped. Once the needle was in his arm he looked at me. and then the flash. I let out an involuntary groan as his blood filled the syringe. and then it disappeared into his arm. As the rush hit him I lay back unable to control the heat taking over my body. I had to get naked now. I peeled off my pants so I was just in my briefs. I had chosen this outfit for work, not sex. Blue briefs were economic for working, not as sexy as a jockstrap would have been. So i pulled them off right away and started to touch myself. "I'm so fucking horny. This feels so amazing. Thank you, thank you for introducing me to this." He leaned in and kissed me. Then got up and stripped as well. While he stripped I touched myself all over, never satisfied, always needing more. always so turned on. He dimmed the lights and put porn on a laptop. He was wearing black bikini briefs. Much sexier. Without taking them off he lay next to me and we made out. I felt his tongue begging for entrance into my mouth and I let him in. We made out for what felt like seconds but also years. Time was different as a concept now. "One last thing- I only fuck bareback." "perfect" "and I'm poz. is that going to be an issue" A dull red flag raised in the back of my mind every sex ed class and every moment of my life till now screamed in the back of my head "yes, it's an issue. that's not alright" but I wanted him. needed him. That dull voice was drown out by my guttural instant response of "No, I want you. all of you" End part 3

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...

I had a smooth ass for the entirely of my 20's. When I hit 30 in summer of 2015 I decided to stop shaving and see how it was for a year. It was really weird for a couple of months since I wasn't used to it at all... it's a whole new type of fun with nastier kinkier guys into it. It's helped weed out the prissy dudes who should probably be with a chick or something, I act less fem in bed and have become a butch alpha bottom... hehe

There are several colleges where I live, and there are several sex parties each year for those under 25. The hosts check ID to make sure the attendees are under 25. I've heard of guys who were over 25 who were rejected, but never a guy who was under 25. Most of the guys who attend, particularly in the months of August and September, are new to the area, or are from small towns, so they are much as I was when I first went five years ago. Before I converted poz I would bottom all the time but since conversion I've found the role of top is more fun. Anyhow, in August I went to the party. My plan to find a guy who was fresh and man did I. When I first saw him standing in the corner wearing only his tighty whiteys he looked so out of place. He was about my height, 5'7", like me, he was slender, and I should add his cock was rock hard he couldn't pretend otherwise. I approached him and wordlessly led him by the hand to a small back room, where I chatted away, if only to set him at ease. And I hit the jackpot. With very little pressure he acknowledged he had never attended a sex party before this one, so I went down on my knees, pulled his tighty whites down. His rock hard dick jumped out, so I went down on him. He was in heaven and it took me only a few minutes to get him to blow a river of cum. I swallowed as much as I could, but I also deliberately saved some of his cum, using it as lube for the tightest hole I have ever explored. In fact I spat some of his load into his hole, just to add to the pleasure. His moans were a big turn-on and I told him as much, saying "I've gotta fuck your ass, man." "You've gotta use a condom," he replied. "Okay," I replied, "I brought some, just in case." What he didn't know, of course, is that my condoms were 'special' to my liking. I made a show of extracting a condom from my pocket and sliding it down my cock. He watched with attention, and manfully accommodated me when I began the assault on his ass. There was no doubt his hole was the tightest my dick had ever been in. It felt amazing. He was in some pain, but got use to it surprisingly quickly. I pounded for several minutes, and when I could tell the time was right I withdrew from his ass and smiled: the condom was shredded, but he didn't know that, so Hell NO, I wasn't going to stop. His hole was fully opened and needed a good load - which I promptly gave him. Then, just as quickly, I withdrew, removed the condom and discarded it, giving his hole a gentle massage just to blend my cum in with my spit and his ass juices. Then I thanked and kissed him, and went back down on him to pull another load out of his balls. After he blew I positioned him on his stomach, again made a show of pulling on a condom,and got back into his hole. He was no longer a virgin and he was really into getting fucked, so I power-fucked him as hard and as fast as I could, and wouldn't you know it? Again the condom broke. But not to worry. I had shot my second load into his hole. When I cleaned myself up I saw some traces of blood on my dick. Hmmm, maybe he would convert with just one fucking. The doctor said my viral load was 600,000. Let's hope he becomes a new member of the BBBH.

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've been struggling with how to write this next part because it is a progression of increasingly bareback sex, but all with random partners I met on the a4a, grindr and CL. I am going to combine them into two sections, before Michael and after Michael, my next boyfriend. This is only going to be a portion of the dozens of guys I actually hooked up with online over the years, but a good snapshot at how I was totally giving in to bareback sex. At this point in my story, I was 26-27 and I had been trying to use condoms regularly and failing for years. You've read how the need for bare cock and cum was increasing. Ever since John said I was too slutty to date, I was more and more berating myself and saying that I needed to be a "good boy" or I wouldn't find a boyfriend who'd want to be with me if I was too slutty. Besides the guys I met at John's party, I wasn't fucking anyone. I'd meet guys at bars and parties and go home with them and mostly just do mutual oral and play around a lot. I had fun, but not getting fucked was starting to cause and urge. I was online one night chatting with a few guys. I rarely met guys online because I was afraid I'd meet a stalker or a killer or something. It was much safer to meet them in public right? LOL. One night I was really horny and it was getting late and I was edging, watching porn, and chatting. I was chatting with this one dude who was kinda attractive, shorter than me, blonde, but disproportionately large eyes which kept him from being hot. He had an average cock (had unlocked that pic), liked getting his ass eaten, loved to give head, and was a total top. He lived a bit away from me, but I was really horny. He lived closer to downtown than me in a highrise building. I really wanted to have sex, but parking was going to be a bitch. He said he had a garage, but didn't want to give me a "guest passes" because he could only buy a limited number each month. My cock was rock hard because I'd been edging and I couldn't believe I say it; but I said, "If I let you fuck me bareback will you give me a parking pass." Of course his answer was yes. I was in flip flops, running shorts (no underwear) and a tank top and there in less than 10 minutes. He grabbed my semi hard cock as soon as I walked in the door and we started making out. In less than a minute, I was sitting on his couch, naked, with him sucking my cock. Online had never been my thing, but this was hot. After a while, he said lets go to my bedroom. He got naked, we made out some and he told me to eat his ass. I did. He had a nice smooth ass and it made me wonder if he really was a "total top." I ate him for about 10 minutes and his cock was so hard he said he had to fuck me or he'd cum. I bent over his bed and said, "Fuck it's going to be so hot to bareback your hot ass." He asked one last time if it was ok and I said fuck yes. He then lubed my ass and his cock up and slid inside my ass. It hurt at first, but like I said he had an average cock so the pain was only there for a few seconds. He fucked me really well and jerked my cock. He wasn't going to last long, so I asked him to put lube on my cock so we could cum together. Within a few minutes he said, I'm going to cum and shot his load in my ass. I came a just after and he caught my cum and licked it off his hand. I used the bathroom to get cleaned up, put on my clothes, got the parking pass, and left. The parking attendants must've known what I'd just done, but I didn't care. Less than a week later, I was online again and chatting. There was a hot marine a few miles away in an apartment building. He was normally very much a bottom and was a bit older than me - mid to late 30s. We'd been chatting some and he eventually asked about fucking bareback. I said I had fucked bareback and he said, "If you let me bareback you I'll fuck you." I said yes and was at his house fast in what was now becoming my online hookup outfit, tank top, running shorts (no underwear), and flip flops. I got there and his roommate let me in the outer door as she was leaving. He was talking on the phone when I got upstairs. He motioned for me to sit on the couch and kept talking. He was talking to someone about tests and studying, track team, stuff like that. I was like, "What the fuck is all this." He grabs me a beer and rubs my cock as he is talking. He sits next to me on the couch and I'm not kidding, he says to the guy on the phone (his son), "Make sure you use a condom." I was floored and almost burst out laughing. Here was this regular marine bottom dude who was only willing to fuck me if I let him do it bareback telling his kid about using condoms. He got off the phone and we made out and he got me naked. He took off his shirt and we went into his room. He had floor length mirror closet doors. I got to watch myself as this dude dropped his shorts, lubed his cock, slid it in my ass and fucked me until he came in my ass. I fucking loved watching myself get fucked in the mirror. We cleaned up after he sucked me off and swallowed my load and said maybe next time we can flip. I was like sure, but that never happened. LOL. Another night, it was late, like 2 am and I wasn't drunk but had been drinking. I was chatting with these two Latino guys who both had 8.5"cocks. They were not that attractive, but their cocks were amazing. The guys lived a while away and I decided fuck it, I'll drive. They were very clear about wanting to fuck bareback. I was like, sure. At this point I was almost always getting fucked bareback by my online hookups. I got to their apartment in my hookup outfit - tank top, shorts (no underwear) and flip flops. We got right down to it because the one guy didn't speak English that well and the other guy had to translate. I slipped out of my clothes and got on their bed. The thinner guy got behind me and started eating my ass right away. The chubbier guy got on the bed and stuck his cock in my face. I sucked it. After a few minutes, the thinner guy grabbed a basket of lube and condoms. I realized at this point that the chubbier guy had been the only one chatting with me and the thinner guy didn't know I'd agreed to get fucked bareback. He took out a condom and I said, "You don't need that." The guy asked if I was sure and I said yes. So he lubed up and fucked me. His cock was a lot bigger than anything I'd taken recently so it took a minute for me to adjust. He slid in and out of my ass so well, I was moaning around the cock I was sucking. He starting fucking me harder and I was in fucking heaven. I could see myself spitroasted in their mirror above the dresser and I was so hard. When I'd come up for air, I'd look over at myself being a total slut and was loving it. One of these times, the thinner guy abruptly stopped fucking me and I realized my ass warm. He'd shot in my ass without telling me. He pulled out, went to the bathroom and I heard the shower start. The chubbier guy slid down the bed and I'd been sucking his cock so it was wet. I sat on his fat cock and slid right down thanks to my spit and the cum already in my ass. I rode him for a few minutes and he said get on all fours so I can cum. I got on all fours and the chubbier guy starting ramming my ass. I was so open my this point that I just put my head down on the bed and let him rail me. He roared as he came up my ass. He had been jerking my cock but the pounding my ass was taking got all my attention. As he came I felt so awesome and he jerked my cock one more time and I shot all over their bed. A few minutes later, I was out of their place and driving back to my apartment. That fuck was awesome and I could feel their cum running out of my ass as I drove. So hot. More to come.....

Next up: Dalton fucks his girlfriend by the pool while Brian and Tom watch from behind the fence -- their eyes glued to his jockbutt as he pounds her, his asscheeks spread wide as he crouches for leverage, inadvertently showing off his smooth pink virgin hole. And as it turns out, the only way Dalton can cum is when his girlfriend...well, you'll just have to wait for that one.

I agree also! Anyone who can write such hot material at this standard is doing brilliantly. It is difficult enough to write material for work, without having to add an enjoyment factor for others... That said, I am so loving this piece.

amen I always think to myself WTF when someone posts a demand. this is not daytime tv where you know your goign to get a new show the next day these writers are doing this free of charge and likely have lives other than writing and posting on here so to post demands if plain rude.

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.