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6. Dance with the Devil "Those boots do great things for your ass," Jon said. He was walking down the hall, now fully dressed with a dark red harness, a matching cod piece, and a pair of aggressive motorcycle boots. His chest was airbrushed lightly in red, and there was a bit of devil make-up as well. He was hot. "Thank you," I stammered. I was trying not to stare too much. I would sell my soul to have him fuck me. Jon turned to Leo. "You want to find Cal in the kitchen. He'll want the supplies. I'll take our boy?" "Right on," Leo said. "Head's in the clouds," he said, as he gently pushed me towards Jon. I was a bit scared. I was high and very horny, and I wasn't sure I wanted Jon to know that about me. "Breed him?" Jon asked. He grabbed on to front of my harness and pulled me towards him. "Got Leo's load in you?" he whispered. "Yeah, he does," Leo said. "He's got a hungry hole." I blushed, but Jon just leaned in and kissed me. As we kissed, his free hand reached around and started to explore my hole. "Wet," he said, before continuing kissing me. I was wet, and his finger pressed in easily. "Hot," he said. He pulled his finger out. "Plenty of time for that later," he said, and motioned for me to follow him. I followed him; he took me to the living room. There was a small dance floor set up, looking out over the Hollywood Hills, with the sign in the distance. There were maybe ten men on the dance floor, about a third of them younger guys, like me. The rest were muscular older men like Jon. They were all in various stages of costume and dress, although everyone was in some degree of leather. I was staring at one boy. He had goat horns, and a pentagram painted on his chest. He looked familiar, but he was blindfolded. Despite not being able to see, he was still bent over as a leather-clad, muscular half-man, half-robot fucked him. Finally, I recognized it was Seth. "Yeah," Jon said, noticing my sudden shock. "He's a hungry boy. Just like you." He pulled me close to him, as I watched Seth get fucked. "And that's JP," he said, pointing out the Borg fucking Seth. "Not that Seth cares who fucks him." "Hi," a soft voice said beside me. I turned, and saw a tall, skinny, furry boy. The only thing he had on was a pair of heavy leather boots. "Oh, great. This is James, our G-boy," Jon said. "Aren't you, James?" "Yeah," he said. "What do you want?" "Kenta's probably due for .8. And I'll do 1.2," Jon said. "And you need to do some as well." The music was deep, and thumping, but it was still easy to talk. "So, .8, 1.2, and 1.4," James said. "Perfect," Jon answered, and turned his attention back to me. I was starting to sway in time with the beat, feeling the animal power of the music. "You wanna dance with the devil?" I looked over Jon. I noticed he had99 written over his stomach. I couldn't remember it if had always been there. Below it was a biohazard tattoo. Everything seemed suddenly so dangerous. There were warning signs, but it was also still a Halloween party. There was nothing to be scared of. "Yeah," I said. "I'd love to." "Good," Jon said. He grabbed my by the harness again, and pulled me onto the dance floor. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Seth. He was still bent over and blindfolded, but JP-as-the-Borg had disappeared, and there was now a man in greasy coveralls fucking him. Jon spun me around, my back against his chest, and wrapped a thick arm around, holding me in place. There were maybe ten or twelve men dancing. The area wasn't that big, so we were all pressed together. Most of the men had little more than a piece or two of leather on. It accentuated their muscles and their strength. There were a few boys like me, younger, smooth, and slim. Each had found an older man or two, and had the distinctive dance of a boy being fucked. "Like what you see?" Jon whispered into my ear. I felt his leather cod piece rub up against my hole. "Yeah," I whispered, just loudly enough for him to hear. The entire situation seemed both impossible and inevitable. There were so many men, so many erect members, and we were all there for sex. "It's really hot." "Let's get this out of the way," Jon said. He reached down and pulled off the cod piece. His stuck out straight, erect, and like a heat-seeking missile, homed in on my hole. "Feels wet," he whispered in my ear. "How many men have been up there?" "Two," I said. "Just Seth and Leo." "Slow start," Jon said. "We need to get that hole dripping." His cockhead was pressed against me. But he was moving in precise alignment with me. Each time I tried to slide his tool in, he would pull back just enough to keep me unsatisfied. "Let me fuck you," he said. "I can do this for us." "Please," I begged. "Fuck me" I was staring at all the boys around me, all of them with a thick daddy dick in their hole, each one taking the older man's fluids, begging for the relative stranger's cum. "Fuck me," I repeated. The boy next to me was grunting the same thing. "As you want," Jon said, and pressed his cock into me. He was big, but not too big. After Seth and Leo, he slid in easily, and although I gasped, it was just the pleasure of being penetrated. He didn't bother to slow down in response. It was both scary and hot, knowing that his first priority was his own pleasure. "That what you want boy?" he asked. "Hard, raw dad cock in your hole?" "Please. Fuck me," I grunted. Jon's bare cock was what I had been fantasizing about for the past week, and now it was inside me. I couldn't believe it was happening. "Of course boy," he said. "You feel good on the inside." "You feel good inside me." "I like this," he said, sliding his dick in and out of my hole. "It's good to be inside you." We fucked for a bit, just enjoying the warmth and connection between us. Finally, Jon continued. "Seth said you were on Prep." "Yeah," I said. I didn't want to think about this. It didn't matter. I took a drug, and it made everything fine. "Uh. He told me too. That you're, uh." I stumbled. It was hard to think, but I knew that this was something I need to ask. "You're poz." "Yeah." He didn't say anything else. It was a statement of undeniable fact. "But," I started. His cock was buried in my hole, and I didn't want him to pull out. Nor did I want him to put a condom on. I loved how intimate this felt, even if we had only known each other for a few minutes. "But. I'm on prep," I said. "That means it doesn't matter, right?" "No. It doesn't matter now, does it?" Jon said. He pulled out, so just his dickhead was in my ass. The music shifted. The beat was lower and slower. I felt my heart beating in sync with the music. My head was spinning, my hole was hungry, and I just wanted dick. It was probably only a second or two, but it felt like eternity before Jon relented and pressed his dick back into me. "Fuck," he said. "Love feeling that cum in you." We fucked for a few minutes, long enough for the song to change. Then, in front of me was James. He had three plastic cups with some orange juice in it. He handed me one, then one to Jon, and he kept one for himself. "Cheer," Jon said. "To a night of partying." "To a night of playing," James said. "Drink up," he said. "Do it like a shot," he whispered to me. The three of us downed the orange juice, all of us in a single swallow. I could taste a bitter flavor. I remembered the G that Seth had given me earlier. I was getting re-dosed. "So good," James said. He leaned in and kissed me. His tongue tasted like the juice-drug mixture, and I was momentarily worried I was getting an extra dose. But James's furry body felt so good pressed against me, and I quickly forgot about anything I was supposed to be concerned about. "You're hot," he said, running his hands over my body. "Isn't he?" Jon said. "I just want to fuck him all night long." "All night?" James asked, a bit nervously. "Don't worry," Jon said. "I've got enough cum for both of you." "Thank you," James said. "I know how you like it." "You do," Jon said. He smiled, and leaned over my shoulder to kiss James. "Leo's around. Get yourself in the mood, and get some more cock?" "Yes sir," James said. My hole twitched when he called Jon "Sir." I had seen it in videos, but it had always been staged and flat. But when James said it, it had the respect and fear that I had jerked off imagining. He gave me one last kiss. "You're going to have fun tonight," he said. Although there were only fifteen or twenty guys on the floor, the light was dim, and there was a bit of a haze in the room. I could smell the familiar sweetness of weed, but also the scent of the crystal. It seemed like everybody was getting high tonight. "He's another hungry boy," Jon said. He kept his cock in my ass. "He'll be out searching for someone to fuck him." He rubbed his beard against my neck and nibbled on my ear. "At least you have mine." He reached down and grabbed the jockstrap's pouch. My dick was still stubbornly soft, despite how turned-on I was. "Tina dick," Jon said. "This has never happened to me," I said. "Don't worry about it," Jon replied. "It's pretty common. I took a viagra earlier. But you. You've already got a thick, hard cock. It's just fucking you." "Oh fuck," I moaned again. Jon's cock was incredibly stiff inside me. It was like someone was ramming a steel dildo into my ass, and despite the discomfort, I was in sex heaven. The discomfort may have even been a factor in how happy I was. I was thinking about the way James had said Sir earlier. Thinking about how in the moment, I would do anything that Jon asked me to do. "Please. Fuck me." "Hell yeah. Looking forward to getting this hole a few times tonight," he said. He pushed me forward slightly, so I was bent over. The shift in position gave Jon an opening, and another inch of his dick slid into me. "Fuuuuuck," I moaned. In front of me a camouflaged jock strap suddenly appeared. Jon gave a sudden thrust, and my head jerked downwards. He was wearing a pair of black paratrooper boots. Jon pulled out, and this time my head was yanked back. He had a thick, muscular body, and his chest was covered n light brown fur. I could see the colorful tattoos across his body. But mostly, I stared at the belt of ammo slung across his chest. "Ohhh fuuuuck," I moaned, as Jon continued to pound my hole. The stranger watched me for several seconds. "This the new boy Seth's been talking about?" he finally said. "Yeah," Jon said. "This is Kenta. Kenta, say hello to Sarge." "Hi, Sarge," I managed to say, before he grabbed my head in his hands, and pulled me in for a kiss. "You're gonna be so much fun," he said, finally releasing his grip on me. He turned back to Jon. "Fire in the hole?" he asked. "Not yet. You wanna do the honors?" "Sure." Jon slammed his cock back into me all the way. This time, though, he held it. "You're gonna go with Sarge. He's going to get you to the next level." I nodded. "You wanna get to the next level?" Sarge stared at me, smiled, and then reached down to adjust his jockstrap. It was already straining against his cock. "Yeah," I started. "The next level. But. Your load." "Don't worry. You're gonna get several of my loads. Just, just I like a hole that's been a bit more, how do you say?" He paused for a moment, then leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Used."

Hey guys just writing shorter bits at a time I guess for now. Hope you enjoy! Part 12 It was all too much. Still horny and high feeling guilty about all of it and his anxiety heightened after realizing he might get outed. Now seeing Casey mid jerk. Tyler had noticed him come out of the shower stalls before but seeing him laid out on his bed like he was right now was something new. Smooth toned body from running track in high school and a hot hard cock that was smaller than Chris but would still feel better than the fingers he was using to fuck himself just a few minutes earlier. Finally, Tyler found his words if not his composure. "I'm so sorry Casey. I stumbled in and I...I...I...I don't know. It won't happen again." He turned back around to head to the bathroom when Casey shouted at him. "Ty! Bro. Shut the door and turn back around." Ty stopped at the door took a step back and pushed the door closed. He took a breath and then turned back around. Casey had gotten up and was sitting against the wall in his bed. He was stroking his cock now. "Bro its ok. We're even. Now we both caught each other stroking." That made Ty smile. He was staring at Caseys cock and the precum that glistened at the head. "I think maybe you like what you see?" Tyler just nodded. "Why dont you drop that towel and come sit over here?" Tyler unwrapped the towel to reveal his cock that was hard again. He walked over to the bed and sat at the edge before scooting back next to Casey. "No Ty I didnt meant there. I meant here." At first Tyler didnt understand but Caseys smile made things clearer to him. "Really? Are you-" "Yes I'm sure. I saw that cum dripping out of your hole and thats all Ive wanted since. Take this cock Ty. Ride me." Without saying a word, Tyler raised himself up and stood on the bed above Casey. He turned around and started to squat down. "Nah turn back around. I want to look in your eyes when we fuck bro." Tyler could feel his cock flinch and his hole clench when he heard those words. He turned around and began to lower himself over Caseys cock. Tyler could feel his body shaking slightly from the nerves. He was about to get fucked by a guy who lived down the hall from him. This could be dangerous. He looked into Caseys eyes filled with lust and an endearing small smile. In that moment he couldnt believe fear drove so much of his life. As he felt the head of Caseys cock slip into his hole he decided he wouldnt live in that fear anymore. "Oh fuck bro. Your hole is still slick." Casey moaned as Tyler slid down the length of his cock and sat down on his lap. Tyler could feel how he had loosened up but being filled again even when he was still a little sore felt so good. "Is that lube or is that cum thats slicking my cock up inside you?" "Probably both." "Oh fuck it feels so good inside you bro. So warm and tight." Tyler slowly pulled himself up slightly and began to ride Caseys cock. He was concentrating first on the angle that made him hit that spot that felt like electricity coursing through him and the pressure and speed that made Casey moan the loudest. Who cares if any of the other guys hear Tyler thought. Caseys only thought was about pleasure. For a moment they were both silent staring into each other as Tyler adjusted his position and found his rhythm. "Kiss me bro." Casey raised his hand to the back of Tylers neck and pulled him in for a deep kiss. Whatever hesitation either felt before was gone now. They were full in. Tyler picked up his speed now thinking only about milking a load out of this hot cock. Casey grabbed Tylers cock and let the boy fuck his hand as he rode his cock like no one had ever before. He moaned deep into Tylers mouth using his other hand to keep a hold on the bottoms neck so they could still kiss even with Tylers body in constant motion. It didnt take long for Tyler to bring Casey to the edge. He was doing everything he could to milk that load out and only did more every time Casey responded with another moan. Finally, Casey said into Tylers mouth "Fuck bro youre gonna make me cum. Im getting close bro." Tyler opened his eyes and looked into Caseys. "Cum inside me Case." Thats all he needed to hear. What Tyler didnt know was that Casey had never cum inside anyone before. He had fucked girls and only one guy before but either with a condom or with those girls who made you pull out so you dont get them pregnant. He had never felt that feeling of skin on skin inside a hole feeling the ropes of cum shooting out of him and deep into a hole. Until now. His moans grew short with each spurt and then one final long moan interrupted by the spasms that continued to shake his body. Tyler could tell this was a big load by the way Casey shook in pleasure. The feeling of accomplishment that he had gotten Casey to breed him sent him over the edge and he shot his load spraying both their stomachs and chests. Now Tyler was spasming as he laid to rest on Caseys lap with that cock still hard and inside him. They kissed as they both caught their breath now slower but not any less deep. As they pulled their faces from each other they both let out a long exhale at the same exact time which made them laugh. "Bro we are gonna need to do that all the time now." Somehow Tylers first thought as he had finally come down from the high of getting fucked again was Chris.

Part 11 Casey couldn't believe what he was seeing. Casey and Tyler werent really friends beyond hanging out in the common areas in the dorm. The hall, the bathroom, and the rooms that always had the doors open. Tyler wasnt one of the guys who kept his door open much but after a while the guys got comfortable and everyone started to just walk into rooms without thinking about it. Of all the things that Casey could have come up with that Tyler might be doing at that moment in his room, what he saw was nowhere near that list. Tyler was a nice guy, quiet but still in the mix with the rest of the guys, and religious, or at least Casey thought he was. They stared at each other. Casey was stuck speechless with his mouth agape. Tyler noticed that Casey wasnt looking him in the eyes. Then he realized. Casey was staring at the cum now dripping down his face. But he followed Casey's eyes down to his hole. Tyler realized his fingers were still inside him and that realization prompted him to pull them out slowly. Casey watched as the fingers also brought something with them. Was that cum dripping from Tyler's hole? Did Tyler cum before and fuck himself with that load? Little did Casey know. It was the click of the door closing that knocked Casey back from his thoughts. The sound did the same for Tyler as he closed his legs with embarrassment. He was found out. This was it. Casey always seemed like a good guy, friendly and kind to everyone he met. But he just caught a guy finger fucking himself right at the moment that he came a huge load. For a second, he feared for his life. "Bro I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" Tyler stopped him as he pulled his blanket over his legs and crotch. "Please Casey. Please dont tell anyone. No one knows." "That you jerk off? Ty everyone jerks off you gotta know that!" "Uh...yeah...I..." "Did you like fuck your cum into your hole? I mean thats some pretty dirty shit but hey whatever gets you off right?" "My own cum? What do you-" "Oh I thought-" Then they both looked at each other as they realized what they had been missing. Tyler broke the tense silence first. Go with Casey's story, he thought. "Oh yeah, my c-" "Ty did a guy fuck his cum up into you?" Another silence. Tyler had no idea what would happen if the entire dorm found out. His family would find out soon after. "No...Casey....no I-" "Ty. It's cool. I wont tell. Its fine bro. I shouldnt have busted in like that. Ill knock from now on." "No I-" Tyler didnt know how to finish that sentence. He didnt know what to say at a time like this. He noticed Casey's eyes moving down the bed. Tyler was hard again and his cock was tenting the blanket. Casey came to and turned around to leave. He didnt hear Tyler call to him again softly over the sound of the doorknob being opened and the door whipping open and shut quickly. Tyler thought for a moment and waited another minute to let his cock soften. He pulled himself out of bed grabbed his boxers and used them as a towel to wipe the cum off his face chest and stomach. He needed a shower. Clean this day off and get back to thinking straight again. He would pray as he showered and figure out how to talk to Casey. Tyler grabbed his toiletry bag wrapped his towel around his waist and walked out of his room toward the bathroom. He knew he would have to pass Casey's room and he started to worry that maybe Casey had gathered a bunch of the guys to tell them what he saw. As he approached he saw that Caseys door was closed. What if there was a group in there listening to the story about the Christian boy down the hall who loved getting fucked and bred? Tyler leaned his body into Caseys door to try to see if he could hear any voices but as he leaned in the door gave. It wasnt fully closed and Tyler ended up stumbling into Caseys room. "What the fuck? Ty?!" Tyler couldnt respond as he saw Casey laying in bed naked and holding his hard cock in his hand.

After months of this lockdown I decided my hole had waited long enough so hot myself ready got the tube arrived on the heath at 9.30pm few guy's in the bushes on the jack straw entrance but I knew the area I wanted. Made my way down the path few guy's stood around carried on down the path my hole twitching in anticipation of the random guys I was hoping to take. Finally made it to the fuck tree I wanted to be there early coz most subs seem to not wanna share it. Nobody bent over about 8 guy's around the area I found my spot dropped my joggers revealing my hungry lubed jocked hole and put my head down. Few minutes later I hear footsteps coming towards me I push my ass out making then know its there for the taking then felt one hand on my cheek and one on my neck as I spread my legs I realised it was 2 guy's they guided me down to their cocks for me to suck which I hungrily did taking turns on them feeling them harden eventually one lifted me up keeping my head down sucking his mate the guy behind me started slapping his hard cock against my hole I again pushed out he put the tip in then pulled out continuously slapping his meat on my hole I then felt him again at the entrance and then wow he plunged deep I had to take a breath but my hole soon opened up and he began a rhythm of pulling almost out then diving straight in. I noticed a crowd had gathered around watching the guy in be began to get into pace think he enjoyed the watchers he began to go faster and deeper then with one last push I felt what I'd been craving several squirts of hot man seed. He stayed in me for a while and his mate moved from my mouth then the guy in me pulled out and immediately his mare went straight in while the guy who just bred me began fucking my throat his seed tasted great. His mate didn't last much longer before I felt him unloading announcing it to the watchers soon as he pulled out I dropped to my knees sucking his cock which was covered in seed I cleaned it completely the taste of him and his mates seed was awesome they then walked off without a word being said. I got myself back over the tree and within seconds another raw cock was in adding his seed soon as be finished another raw cock and load was in me. Took 7 loads one after the other at the tree I then got up for a walk around I went to the dark area with the other logs some leather daddy was hanging around but nobody else was I decided ano load won't hurt so I chose the first log and dropped my joggers before I got there so he could see I then bent over the log didn't take long to come over started with verbal calling me a dirty slut saying I was a good cum dump taking those guy's at the tree and did I want daddy's dna his special seed I whispered breed me daddy he told me to worship daddy's meat which I did I was so excited about 9.5 inches and very thick best thing he was pierced either 8 or 10mm pa I hungrily deep throated him feeling the metal on my teeth he then told me to show him my ass but he called it cunt Feeling the thick metal against my ring drove me wild he said you ready for daddy I told him I was a d he glided inside quite easily but I think the seed at the tree helped that I felt my hole opening up he was still giving me verbal calling me a whore cheap slut daddy's whore daddys spunk dump He quickened his pace and whispered you want daddy's dna I nodded with another mighty push he went balls deep held onto my hips and said hope your neg boi take coz daddy's not with that he began pumping his seed inside me telling me to take daddy's gift daddys toxic seed once he finished he told me to thank daddy for his gift and now clean his cock tasting all those loads and his made me almost shoot myself after cleaning him he thanked me and walked into the darkness. I then decided on a break so his seed could absorb inside me had about 45 mins by the benches before heading back I spotted a guy wanking his cock I gave him the sign looking a d licking my lips he came over and I got straight to work on him he held my head didn't want to fuck continued sucking him until he blew his load straight down my throat I took the lot and sucked him dry. My hole was hungry again now so checked to see how loose it was dabbled a bit more lube being careful not yo disturb the seed absorbing when I got back no one around the fuck tree so went to the other logs took another 4 guy's at different logs. Noticed a chav at the fuck tree so I decided to go bend over it again quite fit he was he moved over and got his already rock solid cock out and went straight inside he spunked in me after about 5 mins he then wanted to kiss don't normally do but he was young and sexy and he had just given me his seed so I did. Was now 6am went back through the bushes noticed a big black guy instant hole twitching few others around just stand there I took the plunge and went over to him he unzipped his jeans to reveal a huge bulge in a Jock he got my face in it and I savoured the smell and taste his cock was out at the side so I began to lick he whipped it out and roughly fucked my throat he then pulled me up yanked my joggers down and started to tongue fuck my hole tried to stop him going to deep I was still absorbing seed but didn't work much he got up asking me if I wanted him I told him yeah and with gentle easing he eased himself in once in her began with the hip movement making sure I got his entire length in me after about 30 mins I could feel him breath heavily and began to fill me with his seed. After this had 2 more fucks nothing special but raw now getting to 8am time to go nobody was around now made my way back up towards Jack straw's a guy was loitering around the bin I went over to feel his bulge then he got it out and I sucked him dry he shot a very tasty load. I was getting ready to go but he bent over the bin I rarely fuck but was extremely horned with the seed I'd taken. I stopped and went back feeling his hole fingerings it abs it was very wet I licked my finger and noticed it was spunk in him asked how many loads he had taken he said 5 my cock was now solid I spread his cheeks and saw amounts of thick cum inside him I got down and got my tongue straight in tasting the multiple loads he's taken he then began to push it out and I got a really good full mouth of the seed he'd taken I then thought I needed to unload got my cock out went straight inside him no messing fucked him as hard as I could wondering if he was toxic if I'd swollowed toxic seed or eaten abf from his hole with that I pumped a huge load in him fucked him a bit longer pulled out and walked off was gonna get him to clean my cock but wanted his ass juices and any seed left on it. With that I made my way back to the tube. I go weekly and always been satisfied. If any tops wanna breed there message me or any other subs wanna team up for tag fucking as I really enjoy that I’m interested

last week, a guy in his late 30's thin - a bit like Prince used to be. I've seen him around for over 20 years , first as a gauky boi on a pushbike watching guys in the bushes and walking him self off , later in his 20's getting blown (he has a huge dick) but pushing away and hand trying to play with his ass. Fast forward to last year when we were both fucking the same cum dump at the local (last remaining) causing area. He fucked him first and I got sloppy seconds , this is my favourite thing. I saw him a couple of months ago and stood next to him wanking , to my great surprise he moved in front of me so I tentatively fingered his ass fully expecting to be pushed away - not so. I kneeled down and rimmed him he pulled his cheeks apart and I got my tounge right up his hole - not wanting him to change his mind I stood up quickly and put my big thick cock against his ass , we didn't have and lube apart from a bit of spit but I got it in him and fucked him till I came. I had a message on grindr last week wanting to meet up , we arranged for a local cottage at a quiet time , I saw him go in and followed , he was in a black tight T shirt and football shorts and trainers (as if going out for a run) He went in to the cubical first and stood with his back to me and pulled down his shorts exposing his tight little ass , I couldn't resist dropping to me knees and rimming him again , this time he had lube - tbh im really only in to rimming and breeding so I was very happy that he just lubed up and bent over the cistern , although i will fuck with out lube , I much prefer to fuck with - but fist choice an other guys load , you can't beat tag teaming the load is normally very was and creamy - if your not straight in after the previous top has cum the load soon cools and becomes watery. He a fit guy and could see his leg muscles tighten as he braced him self , I love watching my thick cock head enter an ass - although im not cut I pull my foreskin back so that I can get the full sensation - I always go in slowly - im big and think and in my younger days spoilt a couple of fucks by being too aggressive - plenty of time for that once the bottom is opened up. I pushed the bottom down until he was at the right hight for me and started the long strokes in his well lubed and relaxed ass. I stopped and he started tp push back and ride me , one of the great things about a cubical fuck is that the bottom can push back and grind him self on to the bot for really deep penetration , he did just that. I took my time building my orgasum , gripping his thin waist tightly - when I came (several thick spurts of Daddy spunk) i was deep in him and I stayed in that position for a few seconds , when I pulled out a dog of thick cum pooled in his shorts. I love thick white spunk against black material. I had a message from him earlier wanting to meet at the cottage later today , this time ill get him out of his shorts so that I can read his legs further apart.

I have quite a few tattoos and after many years decided to embrace the pig that I am. I live in the country with work, but travel to the city to head office often. I was due to go into the office for a week in the next month and decided that it was time to mark my place as the total pig bottom I am and get a pig tattoo on my arse. I did some shopping around and found a guy with a studio not far from where I was staying. It looked like he did some good work and while sexual orientation isn't necessarily an issue, I wanted a guy tattooing my arse. I emailed a few pics and after some suggestions and back and forth (daily) we agreed on a cheeky version of a pig. He asked where I wanted it and I said on my arse cheek. All of a sudden I didn't hear from him for a few days and thought he may have been a bit weirded out by it. Two days later I get an email from him: Sorry I took a bit to get back to you - it has been a bit busy and I wanted to float a suggestion back with you. In case you prefer to have something on both arse cheeks instead of one, what do you think of this on the opposite arse cheek. It was the word "Pig" in running writing and the tail of the "g" turned into an arrow. "And the arrow can point off toward your arsehole". I was so turned on and I emailed him back - yeah let's do it. He suggested his last appointment on the Friday afternoon the week I was down there, and I locked it in. I raced home at lunch time on the Friday and cleaned out as I wanted to make sure the whole area was clean and smelled ok since he was going to be working down there for a few hours. I turn up to a house and there is a sign with the studio name on it and direction down the side driveway to a shed/studio down the back. I rock up to the glass sliding door to see what must have been one of the sexiest men alive cleaning up after what must have been his last client. He was probably just under 6" tall, dirty blonde curly hair down to his shoulders normally but messily tied back. He hadn't shaven in a few days and had piercing blue eyes. He obviously worked out and was quite toned. He was wearing a white singlet with denim shorts. The singlet showed off his many tattoos and also he perfectly blonde hairy chest. I could see a healthy bulge in his shorts and he had glorious muscular hairy legs. I was lost looking at him when I hear him opening the glass sliding door. I was so mesmerized that I hadn't even registered him walking toward the door. "Hey buddy, I'm Sam. You Simon?". I responded with a whimpering "yes" as I tried to gain my composure. Sam was a confident as he was beautiful. He motioned me in and as I walked past him he grabbed my arse and massaged it and said "I've been looking forward to working on this all week". He had the sexiest, yet evil glint in his eye as he said it. After a quick chat about the tattoo, he said to get up in the table and lay face down. I did as he asked and pulled the back of my shorts down to expose my arse for him. "Mate, we are both men here and I like to have plenty of room to work. Take your pants and underwear off and lay on the table." I did as he asked and I was already starting to get hard. I was laying on the table face down and my cock was almost rock hard within seconds just thinking about this "god" touching my arse. Sam was moving around and getting things ready and just making normal small talk. He came up to the end my head was at to sort a few things out and turned around to point his crotch right at my face and leant over and rubbed my arse with his hand and said "These tattoos are going to look great here" He slowly caressed my arse cheeks whilst getting very close to my hole. I could smell his crotch which was basically in my face and I had to use every ounce of self control not to grab it. I swear I could see it growing. Finally he went back to my arse and soon enough he was tattooing the pig on my left arse cheek. Because of where it was his off hand rested near my arsehole and as he tattooed he would occasionally slide his little finger over my arse. I was getting so turned on my cock was leaking huge amounts of precum. He said "How does that feel? All ok?" I decided since he was not hesitating to flirt, that I wouldn't either. "It feels fine Sam! The tattoo is ok too". Sam chuckled "I thought and hoped so. The tattoo was a pretty good clue. Now that is out of the way and clear, we can really enjoy the rest of the tattoo." No sooner had he said it he licked his finger and went back to tattooing my arse and slid his little finger straight into my hole and kept it in there finger fucking me as he tattooed. I couldn't help myself and I shot a load under my stomach. "I'm almost done with the pig. Do you mind if we take a quick smoko break before I do the other one? Do you have to be anywhere tonight?" I responded eagerly and told him I had no plans for the night. When he finished he rubbed some cream on my tattoo and covered it and stood up. "Just throw your shorts on and we can step out for a quick smoke before do the next one." I stand up and he can see I have cum over myself. "I thought you might enjoy the extras during the tattoo. Let me clan up the mess". And he knelt down and starts licking all the cum off my stomach, getting some in his facial hair. I'm rock hard again and he swallows my cock and gives me the best head I have had in year. I don't last long before cumming in his mouth and he doesn't miss a drop. He stands up and I pull my shorts up and I can see he is almost bursting out of his shorts and a distinct wet patch at the end of a very thick 8" cock outline. Before I get a chance to do anything he leans in and kisses me and we share my load with tongues darting it back and forth till it is all gone. I place my hand on his cock through his shorts and he grabs me and says "We got all night man. You'll get it" and smiles and kisses me again. We step out and both share a smoke before going back in and he starts on the other arse cheek and tattoo. As with the first one, he spends the whole time fingering my hole whilst tattooing. "So you got nothing planned tonight you said?" I respond with no. He stops tattooing for a second and stands up and walks around to my head again. I look up at his blue eyes and he says "How about you spend it here with me and I give you all of this (and he grabs his huge cock) and if you stay the night and enjoy it I will give you a free tattoo in the morning." I think i responded "yes" before he finished saying it. When he finished the second tattoo, he tells me to relax and that we have all night and he buries his lightly bearded face in my arse and rims me like a pro. He comes up for air and says "I am assuming the pig tatts mean you like it wet, raw and bareback like a real pig". I respond with "The only way I take a cock is raw. No rubber goes near that hole". He responds, "perfect, I am going to really enjoy sharing all of myself with you then". He stands up and I hear him unzip his shorts and walk around to my head and there is a thick 8" cock in my face. "Get this wet. Tattooing your arse has me dripping and I need to let a load go right now". I am thinking he is going to blow a load in my mouth, but I only get a minute on his cock enough to get it wet before he walks back around and pulls me by my feet to the end of the bench leaving me bent over the edge and shoves his wet raw cock in me in one go. I catch my breath and before I know it he is bottoming out and I can feel his hairy balls slapping against my arse as he fucks me deep and hard. He is almost going wild fucking me and it is't long before I feel his seed flooding my insides and he is grunting like a pig and literally yelling "Take it, take it all". He slowly pulls out and pulls his shorts back up and says, "fucking hot! lets grab a drink and smoke". We step out and he grabs a few beers and we stand around and have a smoke and drink with the occasional snog in between. TBC....

2 of 6 loads On Aloha Friday: The past week had been a blur. On Friday, recently unemployed I tried getting dick all day but was not getting any luck. Finally around 4pm, I get a message on Grindr from an FB 26yo 5’11 and 215, he’s around 7” had bred me Anon: “Hey will you be free later on today? I wanna fuck your ass deep again, can I come by around 5p or 6p? Make sure that ass is lubed and you’re facedown.” Music to my ears. I love aggressive guys like him. At around 445p, he said he’ll be here in 30 mins. In the meantime a random blank profile on Grindr messages me if I’m taking loads. “Ummm sure.” I had just cleaned myself and at that point told him he had to cum like “Right now!!” His stats were on there and I thought ok, why not, 26yo 5’11” 175 about 6” cut Asian mixed dude. Asian mixed dude found me ass up facedown, took the lube I placed nearby and in 5 mins had me face flat down on my bed as he started fucking my hole. He nutted like an eager virgin as I squeezed my cunt on his hard fuck tool at the right times. His body shook like he was emptying a bucket full of boy cum into my daddy hole. I’m worried that the next top is almost here. It’s now 5:10. He stood dazed snd confused, staggered and rushed off, texting “thanks” on Grindr. Second top comes, like in 5 minutes, I’m still ass up. I had wiped my hole a little to hide the evidence of the previous guy. I hadn’t told him about the load in my ass... he did say to make sure, “it was lubed and ready.” He strips and starts getting his 6.5” ready to breed me. Totally mounts me like a pony and fucks me from a left side angle diagonally jamming it in. After 10 mins of aggressive fucking he pushes deep to hit that second hole and inject his seed in. There’s multiple bursts and pulls out his raw dick slick with cum. I’m clamping it down to keep it all in. I’m in heat and out to the big tree park to get more. I had luck last week and maybe that hot fucker I met there would be there again.....

Hey guys, a short Part 10 to start catching up on the Tyler thread of the story. Thanks for the kind comments! Part 10 Tyler went back to his dorm room after being fucked for the first after getting high for the first time and felt overwhelming guilt. This was sin. The kind of sin that everyone talked about at church. Not just sodomy but drugs too. He had spent his entire childhood and high school career judging anyone who would fall so far from God that way. He would never do something that perverse. But he was sitting on his bed reckoning with the fact that he had fallen that far. And the fact that he loved every second of it. Even the pain at the beginning. But especially knowing that Chris came inside him. He didnt know the science of drugs but right after Chris bred him, he almost immediately felt higher. It made him want more. More cum shooting deep in him. Yes, the guilt was always going to be there, but now so was the desire to get fucked raw and bred. He was confused. Maybe he needed to come down fully from his high because none of this made sense. One thing did. His cock was hard and his hole was hungry. He wanted to get off again. Tyler pulled his pants and boxers off and laid back on his bed stroking his cock with one hand. As his other hand cupped his balls he drew his middle finger down to his hole. It was still wet. Chris had shot a huge load inside of him. He rubbed the leaking cum around his hole. It was sensitive to the touch but Tyler was too horny to care. He pushed his finger inside his hole and moaned. It felt good but he couldnt match the thickness of Chris' cock. He pushed a second finger into his hole and began picking up the pace, beginning to fuck himself as he thought about his friends bare cock pushing into him deep. Tyler pulled his legs back and pushed his fingers deeper inside him. He pictured Chris on top of him kissing him. But it was the added image of Hunter sitting by the bed taking a hit from that glass pipe and watching the two of them fucking that put him over the edge. With his eyes clenched shut, Tyler let out a loud moan as he felt his load build. At the point of no return Tyler yelled out "Fuck me Chris!" as he fucked himself with his fingers, his legs pulled as wide and far back as he could get them. But it was also at that precise moment that Casey who lived down the hall walked into Tyler's room without knocking. "Hey w-" Tyler was knocked out of his fantasy when he heard the door open but he was already shooting ropes of cum onto his shirt, his fingers still buried deep inside his hole. He lifted his head and looked at Casey at the door just as a shot of his cum hit him in the cheek. "What the fuck Ty!"

FROM STRAIGHT BOY TO CUMDUMP IN ONE NIGHT ----the story of my transformation---- The summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college started out as the most boring summer of my life. I had stayed at university to take summer classes and was subletting a room in a shitty four-bedroom apartment of which I was the only resident. I worked at a local movie store fifteen hours a week and was taking two classes both of which were over by two pm on Mondays and Wednesdays. The rest of the time I just spent watching Netflix going for runs, and jerking off. I had run track in high school and still kept up with my workouts keeping my lean frame in shape. At that time I was five eleven, one hundred and fifty pounds, with short-cropped black hair and the starting of a rather thick pelt of hair across my body. Puberty had come a little late to me and I had been hairless all through high school for the most part, but freshman year it had struck with a vengeance and I now grew thick coarse black leg and arm hair, my pits long bushy shrubs, and my chest hadn’t sprouted a patch in the middle but rather was slowly becoming carpeted in black hair. I loved it, I thought all the hair made up for my slight build and made me look manlier so I showed it off every chance I got. Normally when I went for a run I just ran round the campus, but on this particular day I was in a mood, bored with my solitary routine, sick of not seeing any of my friends cause they had all gone home for the summer, and over feeling trapped on campus so I made my way to a bike trail that ran through most of the town and started to run as far away from campus as I could. It was a hot day and the sweat ran down my bare torso and I jogged along for several miles. Most of the trail was bordered by trees, but every once in a while there was a gap and you could see into the back gardens of the people who’s houses back onto the trail. I had run the trail before and there was almost never anything of interest happening on it, in fact the only real appeal of the trail was that it was away from the school. I suppose before I continue with my story that I should mention that at this point in time I believed myself to be straight. This is in fact the story of how I came to realize that not only was that not true, but just how very much of a fag I really was. Despite believing myself to be straight I had always been interested in the male form. I could never help but to look when I saw a real manly man out and about. So what happened next really should have been no surprise. As I ran round a bend in the trail I found myself facing one of those patches where the trees thinned and you could seen to some random person’s back garden. This back garden however didn’t belong to just anyone. There in the clearing pushing a wheel barrow full of dead plants was a six foot six inch tall sweat soaked muscle bear. He had a strong pronounced jaw line sprinkled with salt and paper stubble, his head was shaved but the skin was tan from the sun. His arm muscles flexed under the dark bronze skin and hair as he moved the wheel barrow across the yard his bare chest glistening with sweat from the heat. Though I was staring intently at this perfect specimen of manliness I was still running until suddenly I caught my foot on a root and tumbled ass over elbow over the small bush that separated the trail from the Adonis’s backyard and landed sprawled face down on his perfectly kept grass. “Holy shit,” I heard him call out, “you ok kid?” “Yeah, I’m fine… just tripped… sorry.” I wanted to get out of there as quickly as I could even and though I was already flushed from the heat running I felt my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I rolled over and started to stand up when the ankle that I had caught on the tree root gave way underneath me. “You don’t seem ok kid, come on… let’s get you inside and make sure that ankle’s not broken.” As he walked over to me I was overwhelmed by his smell, a thick pungent musk that I found to be intoxicating. My head was swimming as I tried to focus through the haze of his sweat stink and I hardly noticed him picking me up and helping me to stand so that we could hop back to the house. He took me into the kitchen, sat me at the table and started to unlace my shoe to look at my ankle. I barely paid attention to anything that happened, till he said it was just a bad sprain and that I should just rest my leg for a while. “How far did you run kid?” “From the north side of campus,” I replied. “Shit that’s half way across town, tell you what. I’ll drive you back later so that you don’t have to run on that twisted ankle.” I graciously took him up on his offer, and sat in the kitchen icing my ankle and watching the man, who’s name I had learned was Eric finish up the yard work before he drove me back to campus. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and I didn’t understand why, I thought that it was because he looked like the man I whished to become, but I was wrong. When Eric had finished the yard work a little over fourth five minutes later he came back into the kitchen bringing with him that glorious smell once more. “Ok, let me grab a shirt, and right a note to my husband telling him I’m out in case he comes home from work while we’re gone, and then we’ll be off.” He said off of this as though it were the most natural thing in the world, but my head was spinning: HUSBAND? Was this perfect specimen of man a homosexual, could that be? I didn’t have much time to think before Eric had returned with an white a-line t shirt one along with the same basketball shorts he had been wearing to work in the yard. I set my foot on the ground gingerly, and Eric leaned in to help pick me up, but once he had pulled me upright he just held me for a minute and stared into my eyes. His eyes were slate blue and stood out against his tanned skin and dark hair. After what seemed like an eternity he said, “So why did you trip kid?” “Ummm…. I…” I spluttered. “I thought so,” and he leaned in and kissed me. Several things all happened at once within my body: I panicked; I tried to push him away; and my cock sprang to life becoming instantly hard. I staggered away from him for a moment my brain screaming. And then it all stopped and all that I wanted to do was be in that man’s arms, I wanted to feel him against me. I dove back into his arms, grabbed his face and stuffed my tongue in his mouth. His hands wandered up and down my back, grazing but being careful not to go past the waist band of my short bright yellow running shorts, as we kissed and I clung to him as if I never wanted to let him go. Eric broke away, “I guessed that that’s why you tripped, but I wasn’t sure till you sat in here and practically drooled as you watched me work in the garden. Plus your cock hardened every time I touched you. Your brain my not be ready to admit it but your cock certainly isn’t” He said all this staring into my eyes, his hands still roaming over my back, but with that last part he reached forward and grabbed my throbbing cock through the thin nylon on my shorts. I gasped. He smiled, “You ever been with a man, kid?” “I’m straight.” “And I’m the Queen of England,” he said, kneeling in front of me, “don’t worry boy I’ll teach you hot to please a man.” With that he pulled my shorts down exposing my rock hard cock and before I could protest further he swallowed my whole seven and a half inch cock to be base. Within seconds he had me moaning and groaning and holding on the back of his head to keep my cock from slipping out of his mouth. I started to feel my balls tensing up and seeming to sense it too Eric pulled off of my cock and stood up again. “Now you try.” “I’m straight,” Eric pulled of his shirt revealing his massive hair covered chest in all its glory. “You want this I can tell. Now get on your knees and suck my cock.” I don’t know what made me do it but I sank to my knees, Eric pulled his cock from the waistband of his shorts, smacked me in the face a few times and then I opened my mouth wide and began blowing this beautiful man. As I emulated what he had just been doing to me his cock began to grow and engorge until I was convinced that it wouldn’t fit in my mouth any longer. “Good boy, you work that man cock, get it good and hard.” What the hell was I doing? I was gagging this man’s ever hardening cock down my throat and loving every second of it. This was better then anything I had ever down with a girl. The smell of Eric’s sweat burned in my nose and I could taste the sweet salty liquid on his cock and I swallowed. He placed his big strong hands on the back of my head and guided me to begin bobbing up and down on his shaft. His cock brushed against my tonsils and I heaved for a moment before swallowing hard and feeling his cock slid down my throat. Everything was perfect. My jaw stretched as wide as it could, I felt pubes around my nose and balls against my chin and opening my eyes I found that I had slid Eric’s entire massive cock down my throat and was now sucking it with ease. I looked up at Eric and saw that he had his phone in one hand and the other holding my head in place as he started to thrust in and out of my mouth. I panicked a little, but never thought to take his cock from my mouth. There was the click of the camera and I widened my eyes in shock. “Don’t worry boy, just a pic for my husband to show him what’s waiting for him at home.” My brain was screaming at me to spit his cock out, pull my pants up and run, but my cock was throbbing, my mouth was drooling and for the first time in my life I felt an itch grown inside of me that I did not yet understand. “You’re a hot little cock sucker aren’t you.” Without knowing why I nodded, and grabbed Eric’s well built thighs pulling his cock into my mouth completely once more. “I’m gonna have some fun with you tonight.” Eric let go of my head and grabbing me under the armpits pulled me to my feet and kissed me again. This time was rougher, he shoved his tongue into my mouth and held my face close to his with his rough hands. I melted into him, feeling his warm sweaty body pressed against mine, his massive cock trapped between up. “Turn around,” he whispered in my ear. Don’t do it, my brain told me, you’re not a fag. What the hell are you doing? I turned around obediently. Eric hugged me from behind, his hands resting on my pecs as he kissed my neck. I could feel his cock nestled in my ass crack, and I couldn’t help myself, I rocked back on it rubbing his cock with my tight furry ass. Eric began to kiss down my body, his tongue tracing my spine as he once more sank to his knees. His tongue came to my tailbone and I shuddered, it was as if a bolt of electricity had gone through my body. I involuntarily arched by back. “A natural bottom,” Eric muttered and with one hand between my shoulder blades and one on my hip he forcer me to bend over so that my chest was resting on the table. He spread my ass cheeks with his hands and I felt cool air on my hole. Then something warm and wet touched my hole. Two reactions shot through me, the one from my mind of RUN, the second from my ass: GOD NEVER LET THIS STOP. It was as if the way I thought about myself and my body and what I wanted was at war with what my body was experiencing. That itch I had started to feel earlier began to become a burn and find a home in my ass Eric’s tongue brushed against my tight hairy little virgin pucker. Eric pushed down on the small of my back forcing me to push my ass out more and I felt his tongue make it’s first attempt at entering my hole. The war raged on inside my body but I made no attempts to stop Eric, I just kept moaning loudly. I could feel my hole becoming slick with his spit and weather it was from the spit or the warmth or his breath or the repeated darting actions of his tongue I could feel my hole slowly starting to relax and bloom allowing more of Eric’s tongue to dip inside. My cock was hard as a rock and dripping precum but I felt no interest in jerking off my focus was on my internal conflict and on the waves of pleasure that emanated from my steadily loosening hole. “God you have a beautiful hole, tight, pink, and furry. I love it. Nice virgin hole.” Something rough pressed against my hole for a moment along with Eric’s tongue I looked over my shoulder trying to see what he was doing and I gasped when I realized that it was his finger. He briefly sucked on his finger and then pressed it again to my hole. Now slick with spit his finger didn’t just rebound off of my tight pucker but pressed inward a little bit, but my hole resisted. Eric returned to working my hole with his tongue but kept a steady pressure on my hole with his finger. My mind was becoming foggy and the argument between my brain and my body was becoming less and less. I started to think things like: if it feels so good how can it not be what I want. Eric increased the pressure of his finger on my hole, hocked a big glob of spit onto my hole and suddenly something gave way and his finger just slid inside of me. I gasped, it didn’t hurt, not at all, it was like a when you finally manage to scratch a really bad itch on your back that you couldn’t reach; and there ended my internal strife, a decision had been made, my body won and silenced my brain. I pushed back against his finger trying to swallow more of it up. Eric responded by slowly and deliberately sliding his finger in and out of my hole making me moan loudly. I felt sweat spring up on my back and it was hard to catch my breath. Eric chuckled softly to himself and withdrew his finger. I felt empty and alone for a moment and then I felt the finger return but it was thicker this time; two fingers. He repeated the same process until over the course of the next half hour he had worked all four fingers into my hole and was slowly twisting them in and out of my now loosened hole. Eric kissed my ass cheek and stood up with drawing his fingers from my hole. God I missed his fingers, the transformation that had taken place within me over the past forty minutes was complete. I no longer questioned what I was feeling and I knew that I wanted to keep his fingers inside my hole forever. That is until what happened next. Eric rapped an arm around me and pulled me up from my bent position, kissing my neck, his warm musky body pressed against my own. “You have such a sweet virgin hole boy,” he shifted his weight, “but I think you’re hole is ready for more,” with his free hand he bent his cock down from where it rested in my ass crack and aimed it at my now slick and loosened hole, “what do you say we bust that cherry?” I was grinding my ass back against his cock, relishing each time I felt his cock snag on my ass ring, but this was not enough for Eric. He let go of my chest and pushed me back down on the table so that my ass was once again spread out before him. My whole body seemed to have become electric and I sensed every tiny shift that Eric made as he shifted himself into position and began to ever so gently press his thick mushroom headed cock against my hole. His four fingers had opened my up a lot but my hole as still far to tight for Eric’s cock, he pushed harder, hocking up another big glob of spit right onto where his cock head met my hole. The itch I had felt earlier was getting worse, I felt as though there was a burning inside of my hole and only getting Eric’s monster cock inside of me could make it stop. I flexed my ass muscles and twitched my hole like I was taking a shit and felt for a brief moment my hole open up and a tiny bit of Eric’s mushroom head slip inside. I did it again this time pushing back against his cock and felt a little bit more slide inside. “Jesus, you can’t wait to pop that cherry can you boy? Alright then lets do this. When I push you flex your hole.” Eric grabbed me by the hips and started to push hard against my hole, he managed to force a little bit of the head inside without my help but then I flexed my hole and between his pressure and my open hole the head of his cock shot into my ass with a pop. It felt like a soda can had just been shoved up my ass, but I loved it, I wanted more. Eric stopped pushing for a moment, then spat on his cock and pushed hard again sinking about another inch of his cock inside me. He did this several more times till at long last I felt his thick black pubes against my ass and his balls resting against mine. Sweat covered my whole body and I was shaking a little. My hole was twitching around Eric’s cock trying to pull more of him inside of me. After what seemed like a glorious eternity he began to pull out until only the massive mushroom head remained in my hole, and then just as slowly he pushed back in again. A whimper escaped from my lips. “You like that thick cock deep inside you boy? You like feeling your cherry disappear as my cock invades your sweet wet boy cunt?” “Yes,” I said breathlessly. There was no denying what I wanted, no claims of being straight, no claims of wanting to be a top either, my cock was hard as a rock but I had no interest in it, all that mattered was Eric’s cock. “What do you want now boy?” Eric pulled out to the tip again, “Do you want me to fuck your boy cunt?” He plunged back in, harder then he had before, “You want me to pound your hole?” “Yes,” I moaned. “Yes what?” He withdrew again. “Yes I want you to fuck me.” And there it was, there was no taking it back, I had admitted what I wanted. “Good answer boy.” Holding me by the waist Eric started to make me grind forward and back on his cock and he pulled in and out picking up his pace rapidly until in a short while he was hammering away as though he were fucking a well broken in hole. I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I knew it. Everything else in my mind had gone blank and all that I could focus on as my hole and his cock. Faster and faster he went, now slamming his cock in hard so that the room filled with the sound of flesh smacking flesh. He grabbed my shoulders for better leverage and I started to buck back harder, meeting each thrust with equal force. By now I was practically screaming my vocabulary reduced to three phrases: Yes; Please; and Fuck me. “You wanna ride my cock boy?” “Fuck yes” Eric pulled his cock from my ass with a soft squelch and layer down on the floor his cock sticking straight up to the ceiling. I practically flung myself on his cock, positioning it at the opening of my no longer virgin hole and sitting down hard. I bounced up and down letting gravity pull me back onto Eric’s cock each time. Both of us were covered with sweat and it was as if the whole world smelled of sex. Eric’s breathing began to change and he started to buck his cock up into me as I rode. Quicker and quicker he pounded till after ten more minutes he growled, “I’m going to cum, I’m so fucking close. I’m gonna breed that sweet cunt and make you into a real bottom boy.” “Yes breed me,” I groaned, not really knowing what I was saying. “You want my seed boy?” “God yes!” “Ok, well get ready cause…. FUCK!” He never finished his sentence he just grabbed me by the shoulders and forced me to bottom out on his cock while I felt his shaft pulse and throb deep in my guts and a new kinda warmth spread through my body. His cum filled my hole and started to leak out a little down his cock onto his balls. I was panting, but my lust was unslaked. I leaned in and kissed Eric as he had kissed me before he started eating out my hole, rough and hungry. I ran my hands up and down his hairy body feeling the mixture of the hair with the sweat. Eric pulled me close and kissed me too before just hugging me to his chest, his cock still buried deep in my stretched out hole. “Jesus when you sent me a picture of some cock sucker on your tool I expected to find a twink waiting at the door to suck my cock, not find you with your cock still inside of his cunt and your load leaking out.” I sat up, dropping down all the way on Eric’s cock in so doing and gasped, when I heard the new voice. “I took one look at this cherry hole and I had to breed it.” Eric said to the new comer. “Cherry hole you say. Well then I’ll need to taste it too.” “Kid this is my husband Matt. Hope that hole’s feeling good cause it’s in for a long night.”

I met this beautiful 20-something Adonis at a bar Tuesday night. After telling him how beautiful he was, I asked if he wanted to cum over my place where we could get more intimate. “Yes,” his eyes sparkled with unmitigated lust. He followed me 3 car-lengths behind. No sooner were we in the apartment, than I cornered him against a wall, kissing him deeply, and grinding my hips into his crotch. I licked and bit and caressed his warm lips, felt the fullness of his cock growing against mine, sensed his youthful unsullied beauty blindly crying for defilement. Yes, I promised. It would be accomplished. I guided him to the bedroom, fumbling with his shirt as we went. I sat him down on the bed and continued to undress him, licking his tits and belly, slipped off his shoes and socks and jeans. Quickly, before he could dissent, his briefs came off, too. The sweaty, spermy scent of uninfected manhood wafted to my nostrils. I buried my face in his delectable crotch, mouthing his balls and inhaling his delicious masculine aroma. I licked relentlessly, eliciting louder and louder moans from his throat. I knew I was going to bareback him, even if he didn't, yet. I buried my face in his balls, then beneath them, inching further and further down, teasing my tongue into the lush crevice between his buns. "What are you doing?" he gasped! Young guys often have no idea of the power of rimming. I knew that he was on the verge of such sexual ecstasy that he would be unable to resist as I pumped hot poz jizz deep into his youthful gut. I pulled out all the stops, and thrust my tongue deep into his succulent hole, regarding it as a precious delicacy to be savored until all the flavor had been extracted. He moaned and thrust his ass into the air with abandon. I knew it was time. "I don't use condoms," I announced, as he ground his hips into my face. He went limp for a moment, contemplating the risks and rewards. When he moaned again, I knew I had his assent. I lubed up quickly and mounted him, raising his legs to my shoulders, a diseased ribbon of precum pointing the way to his prized, neg hole. Gently I entered him, thrusting in and out, each time penetrating him deeper, till at last my pubic hair brushed his ass cheeks. As I looked in his eyes, I suspected this was his first bareback fuck, and that my poz load would likely impregnate him. I fucked slowly and passionately, the way men are meant to ride boys, raw and deep, then faster and faster, plunging harder and vigorously, getting closer and closer to exploding my poison jizz deep within this beautiful man’s gut. My cock plugged him relentlessly, prepared to fertilize his virgin cunt with a potent load of poison man-sperm. I started to cum. I plugged his succulent ass so heartily that the bed squawked in protest. The boy’s head slammed against the headboard, but he was oblivious. He had a heated, vigorous stallion inside him, and all he wanted was cock. My raw jizz exploded, impregnating the innermost recesses of his gut, infiltrating his bloodstream, melding into every vital organ. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of poison I had to offer. His tight, puckered asshole devoured it greedily, not wasting a drop, wanting more and more. So I dry-fucked him twice more—each time his lacerated mancunt more receptive to my virus-laden spunk.

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.

"Down low" is not so much "straight acting" as it is "publicly presenting as straight and not acknowledging that one is gay except in the most discreet circumstances." Down low guys lie about being straight, often date women publicly or are married, and seek dick or ass on the side, always trying to keep it secret so the girlfriend/wife/employer/buddies don't find out. Hence the term "on the down low" or "on the DL". They're the sort who freak out if a gay person acknowledges them in public because they're terrified someone might discover they take it up the ass. "Straight-acting" guys can be similar, but what most seem to mean is that they look down their noses at gays who enjoy fashion, decor, or anything else traditionally/stereotypically associated with being gay. "Straight acting" guys will, if pressed, admit to others they're gay, but they would insist that nobody would ever know if they didn't tell them. (ANNOUNCER'S VOICE: Except they can.) I'm not sure if you're being sarcastic in your final sentence, but yes, in the US at least, "poly" is indeed short for polyamory.

How about that? A guy who hit me up on Growlr back in September but was on the road, so far away by the time I replied, got in touch yesterday because he was coming back through. And hey, hot damn, he didn't flake, showed up right on time, and was everything the doctor ordered! Took him up to my room and got comfortable, started in with kissing, sucking soon followed, and then he got me turned around and bent over the bed and started rubbing his bare dripping dick head against my hole... Fuck, yeah! He rimmed me a little and then stood back up and started poking my hole again, then sliding in 🙂 It had been quite a while (June, maybe?) but to my surprise I opened right up with only spit for lube - must have been in heat! He fucked me for a good while, taking a hit of poppers, then stood me up and kissed me from behind. Bent me back over again and plowed me some more - this time I got the poppers and was begging for it. Finally he unloaded in me at some length. Fuck, that was hot! And damn, I needed it! And we had a bonus chat afterward and agreed that we found each other interesting people and should have a drink sometime. Some time later I realized I had totally forgotten to ask his status... and looked at his profile only to find it wasn't mentioned. I guess I belong here.

Has a great Grindr hookup to balance out the time wasters and flakes. I was in another city for a dirty long weekend and exchanged messages over several days to find a time that fitted with his work. We were quite different to each other, at 25 he was half my age, and hairy while I’m smooth. He was taken by my smooth body and what he called, from seeing a pic, my “awesome thick uncut piece”. He was fit and had a great body and nice personality.I was pleased he agreed to me videoing the session. He arrived and we cuddled for a while, I loved caressing his muscular hairy chest, which makes a change from the slim hairless Asian guys I normally hook up with. We shared fucking doggy style and he was really enjoying pounding me. He came in me and I cleaned off his cock with my mouth. Given his youth he was hard again in less than 5 minutes and we resumes in doggy, missionary, flat on my stomach and on my side. He was a hard worker and was really sweaty from all the exertion. Although he didn’t come again it wasn’t through lack of effort. He’ll be first on my when I get back to that city in a few months time.

It’s the “money shot,” even in bb porn that producers think matter on the screen. But too many gay men take their cues from porn. When my top cums I want him as deep in me as he can push it, past my second ring even right into my guts. That’s best.

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.

Yesterday, was driving home from north of Knoxville and hooked up with a guy there, nice 8" and huge load. Headed south and got so horny driving with a load in me, I got on the phone and started looking for more. So I stopped in Atlanta for another load, hot black guy, younger than I normally hook up with but big dick so..... He fucked me so hard I thought he was going break my back, planted his seed and I took off. tryed to get another load in macon but that didnt work out. Another black guy in lake city filled me up, that was quick up against the side of his house at about 11 pm. when he finished in me i licked his cock clean, reached down and scooped cum from my ass, stroked his cock with it and sucked it off. He chose to shoot his second load all over my face. I got back in my car and let it run down my face as I drove home. Crazy thing is, its been monthes since i have been able to find a guy willing to hook up. wish every day was like yesterday.

There it was again. I was cruising through Craigslist, jacking-off to the pictures of bodies and cocks as I read the posts, and there it was: two big cock dads looking to share a twink. I grunted in pleasure. I loved this post. Every time I read it, it got me so hard I could barely contain myself. In the advertisement were two photographs of enormous cocks. Although the advertisement didn't contain a photograph of either guy, the size of their cocks was enough to get me excited. I had recently turned 22 and had minimal experience. I'd only ever bottomed for one guy who I had dated, but after he left for grad school, my needs were largely unmet and my sexual frustration increased as time when on, becoming almost too much to control. I'm 5'4', 150 pounds, half Puerto Rican, half white, good looking, with good definition and nice arms, and oh, I'm a total masculine pig bottom in the sheets. Finding dates and sex was never hard, but it seemed as if I was generally more masculine than the guys who wanted me, and I was not inclined to let such guys fuck me, so needless to say, in the year since my boyfriend left, I had only given three or four blow jobs. I never really trusted Craigslist but the attitude of the guys in the ad seemed so hot, I answered it. A few minutes later I received a reply asking for my age and phone number. I know I looked a little young but answered back any way asking to for some body pics of the guys. I received a text a few minutes later directing me to come to a certain address, adding that if I didn't like what they were offering, I could leave, but I would like it, (which I would), and if I stayed, (which I would), I would have to please the Daddies - however they wanted. Fuck, I thought, this is so fuckin' hot! So, just as instructed, I drove over to the address and approached the back door, which I found open. and texted that I had arrived. I immediately received a reply instructing me to enter the building and lock the door behind myself. Doing so, I entering into a dark room where two guys were sitting on a couch, drinking beer and, watching what I understood to be porn on a television. From what I could see, the first guy was at least 6 feet tall, was in his late 30s, was generally smooth, although he sported some large tribal tatts on his arms, and that he had a head of black hair and had a goatee. His chest and arms were frankly amazing, but I could see where he was getting a little soft on the sides. Even more enticing, however, was the cock that hung between his legs. It was one of the cocks that had been posted in the Craigslist advertisement. It was eight long (while soft) and looked as thick as my Gillette shaving cream can. Sitting next to him was the second Daddy. He was shorter than the first Daddy and, with a thick beard and hairy chest and abdomen, he was a bit of a wolf. He wasn't insanely hairy, but he came across as very manly - with a bit of a thick body. His cock, however, seemed as long as that of the other guy, however, as I stood in the doorway watching him pull on it, and as my eyes continued adjusted to the darkness, I saw it was thicker than a coke can. Both men looked like they were smoking joints, but the smell was stronger and different from any weed I'd ever smelled before. Wolf Daddy raised his hand in my direction and gestured me into the room. I walked in, somewhat tentative, as the smell of the thick white smoke they were enjoying was making me a little bit dizzy. "So, you like what you see?" Wolf Dad asked, smiling evilly at me. I nodded slowly. With that, Tattoo Dad stood up, lording his power me, and said one word: "Strip." I'd never given a strip tease in my life except for the occasional time I'd slowly take off my shirt when I was entering the community pool. I slid my jeans off, kicking my shoes off at the same time. The dizziness I experience, however, with the white smoke that permeated the room, got to me and I ended-up stumbling down to the floor on one knee. When I looked-up, Tatt Dad's enormous and soft cock head was in my face. I looked up at him and it, and he stared at me, his expression flat and emotionless. A large bead of precum had begun to form on the uncut tip of his cock and I thought to myself 'I might as well get started' so I opened my mouth as widely as I could, and took the head of his cock into my mouth and began to suck. FUCK! His cock tasted amazing and his pre-cum was thick and salty. As I pleasured his tool, Tatt Dad's head rolled back to look at the ceiling as I worked more of his soft cock into my mouth. As I did my best to satisfy him, I finished kicking off my shoes and jeans and was glad I was wearing some sexy underwear, some baby blue aussie bum briefs. Tatt Dad's cock was swelling-up, and in so doing, its thickness gradually increased. When I originally took it into my mouth, even soft I was afraid I wouldn't be able to do it justice. Now erect, yet another inch was added to the challenge, with the result that when I went down on him as far as I could, and had effectively reached rock-bottom, there were still another two inches of prime cock meat separating his balls from my chin. Tatt Dad, however, knew how to train me. When I went down on him, he positioned his arm around the back of my head, and he would hold me there for a few seconds before letting me come back up for air. Then he sat down and I did my damnedest to worship his cock, but couldn't seem to push my mouth any further down his cock, but once again, Tatt Dad knew how to get what he wanted, because when I went down, his grip on my head tightened and he pushed me further down his cock, forcing it past the stopping point. I could feel it curve down into my throat stretching to reach new levels of cock-sucking competence. Tatt Dad pumped his cock again and again past this point, my eyes widened as I was utterly amazed at what I was achieving in swallowing his cock, without the usual gagging. Each time we went through this cycle, he would pull me off his cock at the last second, until after about ten such cycles, he withdrew and let go of my head. I collapsed to the floor as the oxygen poured into my lungs. Wolf Dad chuckled and I saw his fully erect 8.5 inch, vein-covered cock, thicker than a can of beer. He called me over and when I knelt between his knees, he grabbed the collar of my shirt and unceremoniously ripped it off with his bare hands, tearing it down the back and throwing it aside. He grabbed my head as he slapped my face with his thick dick. I remember thinking his cock-slaps probably resembled the experience of being hit with a two by four - or so I imagined - his thick, hard wood slapping me about the face until finally he pushed his way into my mouth. I choked. He pulled me off and slapped me hard on the face before pushing me back on it. I choked again and he slapped me and threw my head away from him. 'Fuck', I thought, 'these guys are fucking rough'. Tatt Dad stood up and wagged his long dick in my face. I couldn't help but grunt in approval and take it in my mouth. About then I felt Wolf Dad climb behind me, grab my underwear, and before I could protest, he tore a hole in the ass end and slapped my ass hard. I yelped more in surprise than from pain as, simultaneously, Tatt Dad again forced his cock down my throat, again past the point of no return. Fortunately I was ready, and didn't gag, even finding a way to breath around his cock as he flexed his muscle deep inside my throat. I grunted with pleasure when I felt him flex his dick again and again, and then felt Wolf Dad pour what I assumed to be lube on my hole. I could tell the stuff was somewhat sticky, still it did a decent job in readying me to accommodate Wolf Dad's thick fingers that he was determined to push into my hole. DAMMMN! The stretching of my ass lips was a shock, but Wolf Dad was relentless. I tried to focus on deep-throating, but the finger fucking my hole was hard and rough. Then I felt something small and hard being forced into my hole, and instantly my hole was burning. I tried to pull off check-out the new assault, but Tatt Dad held me in place as Wolf Dad finger-fucked me with whenever was now deep in my hole. It burned and stung but slowly I could feel my heart start to race. My head swam and I could focus on the finger in my hole, stuffing me and stretching me, as the cock in my throat pushed its way further down my throat. I looked up and felt like things were moving in slow motion. I was now watching Tatt Dad's cock pull-out of my mouth and stab himself back-in, ball-deep. I could feel the pressure as my nose met the base of his body over and over. I moaned with him. My hips began to gyrate without control. Wolf Dad I know now had three fingers in my hole. I felt him add each one and the sensation was incredible. My hole felt for lack of a better word hungry. It was resistant to the stretching but the feeling was amazing. I felt the fingers push into me inch for inch and finally I felt him rubbing the head of his cock against my hole. His wet hands wrapped around my hips and he slammed himself in. The first sensation was a shock. My eyes went wide. I knew there was pain excruciating pain happening, but I looked up and watched Tatt Dad's head throw back again and again he thrust into my mouth. As I felt the enormous cock push into me from behind at the same time, I felt my knees and legs begin to shake, it seemed as if I was being ripped in two by the cock in my ass. The stretching sensation and pain were beyond anything I had ever dreamt. I know I was screaming, but I was pretty much deaf to the sound of my own cries. Eventually I felt two heavy large balls resting on my ass. Tatt Dad pulled out of my throat and my head and shoulders hit the floor as Wolf Dad pushed me down and I felt him flex his huge cock in my hole. He was growling as he flexed it and I felt my ass cheeks being manipulated. I swear I could hear my insides moving to accommodate him. Then Wolf Dad began to fuck me. 'OHHH! GODDD!' I screamed, as I felt the cock begin to pull out of me. Because my ass had never before experienced his girth, not surprisingly I was hugging his cock, and with each withdraw of his cock, it felt as though he was gonna pull out my insides as he pulled back. 'OOOOH MY FUCKING GOD!' I again yelled as he pumped back in, balls-deep. I felt his large hand grab my hair and pull up forcing my back to arch as I looked up to the cieling seeing a giant mirror. I watched as beer can thick dick pulled out and slammed back into me from my reflection above. My mouth was wide open. I heard my self moaning and yelling, but it was surreal watching myself getting fucked so damn good. Then the lights came on. Tatt Dad was holding a video camera recording and smiling. I looked directly into the camera yelling and moaning as my life was being fucked out of me. His mouth moved but all I could hear was the sound of my own grunting and the pounding of balls slapping my ass. "You like that cum slut," I finally heard Tatt Dad say. I looked straight at the camera, shook my head 'no', and bit my lip, then forced myself back on the cock behind me let out a loud moan 'FUCK YES!' Both Tatt Dad and Wolf Dad exploded with a "Yeaaaah!!" as I pushed myself back on the cock that was assaulting me. I grunted and fucked myself again and again as Wolf Dad began slapping my ass cheeks with firm slaps with every time I made it, balls deep. Naturally I continued fucking myself hard on Wolf Dad's incredible cock. Finally Wolf Dad pulled out completely, and rolled me over onto my back, as Tatt Dad handed him the camera. I noticed Tatt Dad's wagging dick was covered in streaks of pink and red. "I FUCKING LOVE A GOOD FRESHLY LOOSE BOY HOLE!" Tatt Dad grunted as he kicked open my legs and pushed himself into me, looking into my eyes as his dick stretched my hole again, this time deeper, rather than wider. I felt him hit a stopping point in me and I shook my head, moaning in pain, but no, but he just slammed himself in and I felt a hard 'pop' as he pounded into my second hole. My head flew back and hit the floor as my back arched upward and he began fucking my second hole with the same roughness that broke down the integrity of my first hole. I grabbed the back of my knees and pulled my legs up and open, figuring doing so would open-up my ass even wider to accommodate the two fuck monsters. "YOU LIKE THAT DADDY DICK, YOU FUCKING SLUT!" Tatt Dad growled as he fucked me, to which I grunted my reply "OH, FUCK DADDY! FUCK DADDY, FUCK, OH DADDY, FUCK!" "YEAH, TAKE THAT DADDY DICK, BOY, TAKE IT! FUUUCK!" I was lost, my head swimming in the experience. Finally Tatt Dad pulled out, and I lay there shaking, as Wolf Dad climbed back on top of me, slid in, and resumed where he had left off. "YOU READY FOR YOUR FIRST LOAD, YOU SLUT?" Wolf Dad exclaimed. "FUCK...YE..YESS!" I moaned in assent between his thrusts. Finally Wolf Dad pulled out and I felt streams of cum shoot over my hole and balls. He wiped his cock in his own cum load, and shoved himself back in. The camera came in close to my face and I heard Tatt Dad ask "You like that daddy cum inside you, boy?" "Yes fuck yes sir" I whimpered softly. Tatt Dad then lifted me up, and sitting on the the couch, encouraging me to sit on his cock. My hole was so hungry. I climbed onto the couch, positioning myself over his cock, and leaning forward and holding onto his shoulders, I slid down on his pole in one smooth movement, gyrating my hips to maximize our pleasure. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as I concentrated on milking a load out of him. After a minute or so, Tatt Dad grabbed me by the neck and pulled me against his chest, just as I felt Wolf Dad's hard cock pushing up against my hole. I screamed in protest, but they would have none of that, and were apparently prepared for my reaction, as Tatt Dad shoved a cloth on my face as I gasped in pain, and breathing in the fumes of the substance with which the cloth was soaked, my head swam and my hole relaxed, but not enough for what was coming. Wolf Dad forced his cock into me and I felt myself tearing inside. I tried to scream, but only inhaled more of the strange, dense aroma from the cloth, which made me dizzy and distracted me from the pain. At some point I realized Tatt Dad was video taping this encounter, including the culmination of the double-dicking when I felt their cum blowing inside me. Then I passed out. When I woke up I was laying on a bed which was shaking because there was someone on me. I didn't recognize the guy between my legs. He was older and bald, but not in horrible shape, but smelled like musk. I felt him push deep inside and could feel his cum shooting into me. I looked around as he climbed off me and saw a room full of guys fucking and sucking. I was in the middle of an orgy. I saw Wolf Dad walk up to me and he put his mouth between my legs as he tongued my hole, felching the fresh load that had just been deposited inside me. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure. Then Wolf Dad climbed over me, shoved his dick in, and spat the load all over my face. Instinctively I licked and tried to swallow his spit. Wolf Dad pumped me a few times and yelled as he blew yet another load. He was apparently still good for another one. I looked to my side, and saw Tatt Dad who was seated in a chair just a few feet from the bed, and who was fucking a boy who looked vaguely familiar. As I watched, a large muscular black man climbed on top of me and shoved his dick in, balls-deep. I grunted as he fucked me. "YEAH BOY, YEAH" he muttered over and over as he shoved his cock balls deep. I was utterly stunned by the scenes of debauchery. Then I realized where I had seen the boy who was the object of Tatt Dad's attention: he was an acclaimed lacrosse player who had been on the news after having gone missing a few months earlier. I watched as Tatt Dad pulled out, jerked himself a couple of times, blowing his load all over the guy's asshole, only to shove four fingers into the guy's ass (with ease!), massaging the cum into him. The boy moaned and groaned, his muscular body buckling under the power of Tatt Dad hand's pushing into him. I returned my attention the massive black man who was fucking me. He finally shot his load deep inside my hole, making my toes curl as a long grunt escaped my lips. "You always have the fucking best men!" the black man announced as Wolf dad began to felch the load out of my hole again. He walked over to the lacrosse player and shoved his still dick, which was still fully erect, inside the guy's ass. "Fuck," he said, "I forgot how good this one is. Can you add one more to my tab?" "Go for it" Tatt Dad replied, as Wolf Dad pushed back into me, his girth stretching my ass anew. I groaned in pleasure. "Fuck yeah, boy!" he murmured softly and gruffly in my ear. As he kissed me he snowballed into my mouth some of the cum he'd taken from my hole. Of course I eagerly drank it. "You think you still want some more boy?" he asked. I nodded, let my head fall back, and as he sucked on my body and continued to fuck me, I thought 'Oh man, fuck me....'

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

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

Part 9 I had to go into work the next day for a while. I left TJ sound asleep. I wasn't worried about him robbing me. I lived in a bad neighborhood and didn't really own anything of value. I had my tv and DVD player, but they weren't fancy and wouldn't bring that much at a pawn shop. The only thing of value I really had was my drugs, and those I kept locked up in a safe. I wasn't worried about him leaving either. First of all, he had nowhere to go. And second of all, he knew if he left, that would be it for getting high. And he liked drugs too much to just walk away, which he could do anytime he wanted. The only way I imprison a boy is by controlling them through the lure of free drugs. Well, not free, he knew the cost of them. I also left a couple little somethings on the nightstand. I had set the alarm for 1PM, and I knew as soon as he woke up, he would see the loaded pipe I had left for him. Also on the nightstand was a decent sized dildo. Not as big as my cock, but close. Along with them was a note that said, "Good morning whore, I left that pipe there for you, as well as a sandwich in the fridge. I would suggest you eat the sandwich first along with the orange juice that's in there. After you've eaten and smoked, you will do a few chores. Leave the plug in your ass. First, you will vacuum the living room. Second, you will do the dishes and mop the kitchen floor. Third, you will scrub the toilet, and it had better sparkle. I will be home at three o'clock. You will be waiting for me in this manner. You will take out your plug and replace it with the dildo. Then you will sit in front of the door with your legs crossed, your hands behind your back, your head bowed, and the dildo up your whore hole. You will not look at me when I enter the apartment. If you do all these things to my satisfaction, you will get a reward. If not, then no reward. The choice is up to you." I knew with almost 100% certainty that TJ would do exactly as instructed. I was actually done with work at 2, but needed to make a stop on the way home. When I opened the door, I smiled to find TJ exactly as I told him to be. The submissive little slut. His chores were done perfectly, so I prepared two fat lines for him, on the toilet seat. "Come in here, whore!" I yelled to him. "On your hands and knees. And don't let the dildo fall out!" He crawled into the bathroom, carefully squeezing his ass cheeks together. I gave him a rolled up bill and watched my straight little skaterboy snort the T off the toilet seat. It was almost a shame it wasn't a nasty, dirty toilet, but there was time for that later. I slowly fucked his ass with the dildo as the lines went up his nose. "Now, get me hard!" He turned toward me and reached up, unzipped my fly, and fished out my soft cock. He took me into his mouth and started sucking. I leaned over and fucked his ass with the dildo as his warm, wet mouth made my cock rock hard. I pulled it out and and turned him so his ass was facing me. I pushed his shoulders down until his head was on the floor and his ass stuck up. I slid the dildo out, enjoying the site of his hole gaping open. I spit on it a couple of times and watched as my saliva ran into him. I spit on my dick a couple more times before I started pushing it into him. TJ groaned as he felt my huge pole stretch his pussy wide open again. I'm sure he was very sore after last night. Good. When I was buried in him as far as I could get, I held myself still. Then I started pissing. I hadn't pissed in hours, so I knew I had a lot to empty into my human toilet. My steam was strong, and he moaned as he felt it spraying against his intestines, flooding deep into his guts. After what I swear had to be at least a quarter of a gallon of my hot piss, I finally ran out. I pulled my cock out and stood up. "Don't move and DON'T let any of that out, whore!" I ordered him. "I'll be right back." I left and returned to see TJ hadn't moved a muscle. I put the plug back in him to hold in the piss and stood him up then sat him on the toilet. I gave him the pipe, and he looked as happy as an pig in shit as I went to work. I clippered his pubic hair off his crotch and balls before covering them with cream and shaving them smooth. Then with some manipulation, I had a chastity cage locked on him. It was a metal one, nice and heavy with a urethral sound on it. I stood up and looked down on him, raising his chin so he was looking up at me. "Now, reach between your legs and pull out the plug." I instructed him. He did so and my piss started shooting out of him. He tried to look away, ashamed. "Keep your eyes on me whore!" I ordered him. He looked at me with a uncomfortable look on his face. I swept his hair aside so I could stare into his blue eyes. It's amazing how people can do all sorts of crazy and humiliating sexual things, but the act of emptying ones bowels is still so intimate and embarrassing. I stared into his eyes, asserting my dominance over him as he emptied himself of my piss. When he finished I told him to wipe himself up and come into the living room. When he joined me, I attached his restraints behind his back, then guided him over to the window. The window that overlooked the skate park. It was busy, lots of kids practicing their tricks, or standing around talking. I recognized a few of them as friends of TJ. I pushed his face against the window as I kicked his feet apart. Then, with nothing more than some spit, I slid my cock into him. I looked at his friends outside as I buried myself into him, knowing they could see us if they looked up here. He just moaned with his face against the glass. "Look at them whore." I said to him as I fucked him. "Look at your friends down there TJ. They could look up here and see you taking a cock up your ass. What would they say TJ, huh? What do you think they would say if they knew you were up here taking cock up your ass. That you had traded your ass, your mouth, your body for drugs. What would they say if they knew you were a dirty little meth whore, huh? What if they knew you were gangbanged last night? What would they say if they knew you took load after load into your whore ass from men you didn't even know? Huh? What would they say?" TJ half whined and half moaned as I fucked him harder against the window. "Well it doesn't matter. Do you know why? Because I own you now. You belong to me to do with what I want. Isn't that right? You're my dirty little cocksucking, ass fucking cumdump meth whore, aren't you? Huh? Come on tell me bitch. Tell me you belong to me. Tell me you're MY nasty, dirty, cumdump meth whore, you fucking slut!" TJ moaned as I said those nasty things to him. "Yessssss." He groaned. "You own me. I'm your dirty little cumdump whore!" As soon as he said those words, I grabbed his hips and slammed into him over and over as I filled him with cum. I rotated my hips and rubbed my load into the walls of his intestines. "Oh yea whore. I own you now. You're mine." TJ just moaned as my cum filled him up.

So like others, I've got a bunch. I discovered that bars had backrooms, and some places had dark rooms. There was one in particular, in a sex club in Atlanta, which was absolutely dark inside, as in you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. And I'd go in and drop my trousers and sometimes I'd brush up against an ass and I'd shove my cock in it and fuck it, and other times I'd feel something brushing up against my ass and next thing you know I'm getting fucked and bred by someone I know nothing about. I remember when I discovered arcades, for instance. And the one I went to had a particular booth, where I could close the door and put my ass up to one glory hole and my mouth to another. Again, it wasn't just that I was getting fucked bareback and letting the guy cum inside me at a time when HIV was still a death sentence. The anonymity added an entire extra dimension of risk and excitement to the act. I started enjoying exhibitionism early on, when I discovered cruisy parks and backrooms. They're kind of the opposite of dark rooms, where you want your sex acts to be seen. I love it when a group of men gather around me and my partners, enjoying the live action porn they're watching. It's even better when they join in. My standard routine when I start sucking a guy's cock in public is not to kneel in front of him, but to bend over at the waist instead, having already strategically loosened my pants, exposing my ass. I love having my face buried in a guy's crotch then glancing down to see a pair of shoes right behind me. Then the finger in my ass, maybe some spit or lube, and a completely anonymous bareback cock sliding into me, in full view of everyone except me. I've had my lucky days in the baths as well, collecting loads in a sling then licking the cum that leaked out of my hole off the floor. I remember going to hook up some somebody the next day, thinking that my ass would have returned to normal as it does in the meantime. And when that guys cock went to go in me, it met with no resistance and was already pre-lubed. He gave me a look that said "You fucking dirty slut!" and then proceeded to fuck me raw anyways because I'm sure he was a dirty slut too. I love the little random hookups that are completely unplanned. I was leaving a bathhouse once about midnight or so, and as soon as I walked out I saw a really hot guy just walking down the street. The eye contact thing happened. And I said to myself, "What the hell, let's see where this goes." I said hello and asked how his evening was going, but got the discussion to the point quickly. Are you interested? Yes. Do you want to fuck me? Yes. Where can we go? We ended up in an alley behind a big power transformer. I dropped my shorts and bent over and his cock went up my ass. Pound, pound, pound...cum. Suck him clean, and off we went our separate ways. That is the sort of thing that can only happen to a slut. No-one else would have followed up on the possibility. So here's the definition of a good slut to me: Sluts don't really have a type. Sure, they may have preferences, but when it comes right down to it, any cock is better than no cock. That's the whole point about these stories of anonymous cock and sex with homeless guys and all that. No matter who you are, what you look like, age, race, body size, whatever, if you have a hard cock and you want to get off, a slut will take care of it for you.

Jason had been flicking through the second hand rubber pages looking for a bargain. The idea was to subtly get a wardrobe together on the quiet, especially as most of the shops had been closed due to the pandemic. He clicked on one seller, who seemed to have all manner of gear for sale. Having messaged the seller a few times, and realising that he lived a few stops away, he’d decided he’d go and pay him a visit himself. When Jason reached the address he was a bit nervous. He knew the seller had an online profile and had always marvelled at how hot the rubber looked on him. As he was let into the block, he made his way to the seller’s flat. He could smell the horny scent of rubber and leather from in the hallway, and his cock started to twitch. “Hi, you must be Jason” “Yes, you’re, um, PigTop yes?” “Hahaha. Yeah, for now you can call me Steve” As Jason ventured inside Steve’s flat, he was overwhelmed by the scent of the gear. He could see a sling set up in one badly lit room, and thought that Steve was obviously a keen pig. “You said I could try some bits on” “Sure mate, can I get you anything? Fancy a beer?” “Bit early for me, but fuck it – we’re all furloughed so it won’t matter” Steve smiled as he went into the kitchen, leaving Jason to take in the surroundings… “Wow, you really do have a lot of gear” “Yes, I do. I’d been running a series of online auctions to clear some of it. A lot of it belonged to my ex who is no longer with us” “Sorry to hear that. How did he go if I may ask” “Health issues mainly, which weren’t helpful when he picked up this bastard covid” “Oh shit. Sorry to hear that” “Well we’d been a couple up until last year, but he left me this place in his will so I thought I’d let my fantasies take over and enjoy the new freedom” “Gosh, sounds really hot. I’d love to be able to live like this” Steve handed Jason the beer, which he took a swig of. It wasn’t a taste he recognized but found it refreshing nonetheless. “Right. What sort of thing were you after? A full suit yeah?” “Yeah. Thought I’d take the plunge and just need to know how it fits and feels” “Well I have a few. Why don’t you strip off and we can see if anything fits” Jason took no time in undressing. A bit flushed and light-headed, he was soon standing naked surrounded by a room of rubber gear. Mostly black, but with bits of yellow, red and brown detail on each outfit. Like a kid in a sweetshop, he didn’t know where to begin and picked up a yellow rubber full suit. “Hehe. Piss pig, yes?” “Well, um, I don’t know. I like what it represents but never tried piss” “Oh Jason, you should. Nothing hornier than pissing on a guy and marking my territory” Jason just nervously smiled at that remark and begun to slide himself into the outfit. Feeling a bit dizzy as the horniness of the moment and his increasing drunkenness(?) How come he was drunk? Steve helped Jason into the suit and soon Jason was looking like a true piss pig. His hard on was now unmissable. “I can see you’re agreeing with the suit judging by your cock” “Um, yes. It’s very horny. I like it” “You ever been pissed on, boy?” Jason was taken aback, and this sudden change to being addressed to as ‘boy’ was starting to affect his mind. “Um, no. What’s it like?” With that, Steve dropped his tracksuit bottoms to reveal he’d been wearing black rubber leggings beneath him. Jason suddenly felt very horny. “I’ll give you a glimpse boy. Kneel” With that, a horny and confused Jason went to his knees and before he realised, Steve had fished his cock out and was aiming it at Jason’s face and let forth a stream in his direction. Jason felt as hard as ever as Steve pissed over him. This wasn’t how he usually behaved, but for some reason the horniness was overriding everything. As Steve finishing pissing, he bent down to Jason and kissed him. “There you go. Wasn’t so hard to turn you into a piss pig was it?” “Um, yeah. I guess not. That was hotter than I expected” “Thought you’d like it boy. What about checking out some more gear for me?” Jason was a little confused. He’d come here to buy some gear. Not a session. Especially not a session of new experiences. “Um, yeah. That was horny. I liked that” “Thought so, boy. Here let me suggest an outfit you might soon never want to take off” Jason smirked. He’d love to be in that situation. Living in gear seemed a hot prospect. Steve held up a black suit. “What about this one – I’m sure you’ll soon love it” Jason looked at the suit – it was black with a bit of yellow detailing. “Yeah, um, sure” Steve lubed up the suit and knelt down to help Jason into it. “You’ll soon feel part of something in this, boy” Again, Jason was finding all this too good to be true. Steve was a true pervert and a gentleman, and yet even when he’d pissed on Jason, it felt good to let this man take care of him. As he slid his arms into the suit and adjusted himself, Jason was feeling hornier than ever.# “Ah yes boy. That looks fantastic. A true pig. Let me show you how you look” Steve pulled out another mirror so Jason could see the whole of the suit. It was then when he noticed the biohazard symbol on the back. His cock instantly got firmer. “Oh yeah, that looks great boy. You were made for that” “Um, yeah. It’s very horny but I’m not sure wearing this out would be wise. I’m not poz. I don’t know if I should…” “Yeah but look how hard your cock is boy” This was true. Jason had never been harder. Something about wearing an outfit like this turned him on so much. Just as Jason was starting to think and feel dirtier thoughts, Steve removed his t-shirt to reveal a rubber vest. It too, had a biohazard symbol on it. It had the effect on Jason. Making him harder than ever. “Looks like boy has an interest in the biohazard symbol, eh?” Steve took Jason into the playroom so the pair of them could look at each other in better light, if anything. Steve had noticed Jason had finished his drink, which seeing as he’d slipped a pill in it, was good news – Jason, the boy was now his. “Oh my boy. You don’t know how horny you look in that suit. I want to jump you” “Thanks Steve. It’s true, I didn’t think I’d feel this horny” “Oh I can get you hornier, boy” And as he said that, Steve began to stroke Jason and the pair of them began to kiss again. Jason, somewhat amazed at his forwardness started to nuzzle at Steve’s body, nibbling his tits and – after Steve had passed him some poppers – was beginning to lick at and worship Steve’s biohazard symbol on his chest. “Good boy. I think it’s about time you learned what joy this suit can give you” Steve pushed an increasingly cooperative Jason towards the sling. Jason, for his part, pulled himself into the sling and got comfortable. “Ever been fucked, boy?” “A couple of times, but nothing special. Not in a sling anyway” “Well it’s turning into a day of firsts for you isn’t it?” Jason obliged and let himself get strapped in. Had he had his wits about him, he’d have got out of that sling and out of the flat sharpish. He’d been pissed on and was about to be fucked while wearing a biohazard symbol on his back. However the idea of it was turning him on far more than the hope of escape did. As Steve secured Jason into the sling, he stuck more poppers up Jason’s nose. Knowing full well he’d got him exactly where he wanted him. Jason was starting to feel hornier than ever. Bucking his arse and now seemingly hungry for whatever Steve had planned. He then felt the zip being undone at his arse. “yes boy, by pissing on you I’d staked my claim on you. Marked my property. Now I’m going to help you earn that suit properly” Jason was whirling in a state of horniness and wonder. Inside he knew that this wasn’t probably his wisest move, but he was in no state or position to change that now. Steve had started fingering an increasingly hungry Jason’s hole… “Nice and tight. Let’s sort that out” As Steve started to push his cock into Jason, he sensed a hesitation – the mix of trepidation and fear that he noticed in all his pigs. If anything, it was turning Steve on more. “Yes boy, let me in. Accept your reward. A gift, even” Jason was in ecstasy at this juncture. All reasonable thoughts and guards were abandoned now. He was getting rawfucked by a guy aka PigTop, and the pair of them were wearing poz rubber gear. He’d have run if he could, quite honestly. Steve worked his cock into Jason, striking up a rhythm almost. “That’s it boy. Enjoy this. Savour every moment. I think you’ll soon realise what you really came here for” Jason was all over the place. He didn’t want, or expect, this. “Please… No… I don’t want… oh God” “Relax boy. Boss knows what’s good for you. Boss is going to open your eyes and mind to a whole new world of pleasure. Tell me what you want” “I… I don’t want to… argh oh god this feels fantastic” “Hehehe. My poz precum is giving you the hunger you crave. Accept yourself. Accept your destiny” “Oh yeah. Oh God. Fuck. Yes. Fuck meeee” “Good boy. Let Boss recycle you into a dirty toxic rubberpig” “Fuck… yes… tox… Oh god…” “Tell me what you want boy” “I want… this. Steve. Help” “I’m afraid Steve can’t be reached at the moment, but your new boss TopPig is available. Boss knows what you want” “Yes… Boss… It’s true. I feel so good” “Good boy. Boss is going to help you become a true pig, boy. You need to beg your boss though” “Please… boss… don’t argh. God I feel so good.” Steve stopped briefly to administer more poppers to Jason. And felt his forthcoming pigboy’s arse muscles clench hard on his cock “Yes boy. That’s the spirit. Now, tell me what you want” “I want your cum, boss. Please. Feed me your cum” “Good boy, it’s toxic cum. It’s what you need. And soon it will take you over, boy” “yes Boss. Give me… toxic cum” “You’re on the road to becoming a pozpig, boy. I’m off meds and have a good hit rate of knocking up boys like you. Boys who need direction. Boys who need recycling into pozpigs” “Fuck yes Boss. Turn me into your pig, boss” “What sort of pig?” “A pozpig, boss. Give it to me” “As you asked so nicely…” Steve was breathing heavily and turned on, lasting a few moments until his toxic brew flooded Jason’s hole… “FUCK YEAH” “Oh fuck. Thank you Boss. Thank you” “Like that did you? I knew you would. Your cock has been straining against that codpiece. We’re all friends here now. How about I let that free for you?” Steve unsnapped the rubber codpiece and Jason’s cock sprung free and still as hard as ever. “What a tasty cock you have boy, why don’t you let boss help you milk out your last neg load as a reward” Before Jason could protest, Steve was seductively making a show of sucking Jason’s cock. Looking up to Jason in throes of ecstasy. He had done the job he’d planned to do. Just as his eyes met Jason’s, Jason erupted inside Steve’s mouth and Steve gobbled every drop. He then moved up to Jason’s face, and fed Jason’s neg load back to him via a long kiss. Pausing for a while afterwards, Jason was left lying in the sling. Acclimatising to his new predicament. Slightly panicking but also accepting what had occurred. Steve, or Boss, had tricked him good. But Boss had also opened his hole and mind and body to a new life. When Boss returned to the room, he began to unstrap Jason from the sling. Not before slipping a plug into Jason’s used hole to “allow the gift to do its work” As Jason got out of the sling, he knew that he’d turned a corner. The poz reprogramming began in earnest. He knew that he could quite possibly be poz now, and his cocked twitched at the thought. But also he was fearful. He was a mess of contradictions. He’d arrived to buy some gear and had now been pissed on, pozfucked and now plugged with a toxic load incubating inside him. “How do you feel pigboy?” “I’m horny but also nervous and well, wasn’t expecting this” “Haha, it’s understandable. I’ve seen many lads like you before. Mentally adjusting to their new desires and forthcoming predicament. If you want, I’ll knock £50 off the suit if you feel you want it. I must say it’s a horny, perfect fit on you” “Yeah, that’s cool. I think I might go for it. I mean, I’ve never felt so horny but also so wrong” “Only to be expected, boy. If you want, you can take it off and you can have a shower and flush yourself out if you’re nervous and you can get some pills to try and stop the inevitable, but I don’t think you really want that, do you boy?” “Um, no Boss. I… don’t” “Good boy. The suit is yours if you want it. You can leave here now with it and wank off about how horny and toxic you look. Or, I think I could probably tempt you into keeping it on a little longer and we can work more on your poz recruitment. I think you secretly want to become a pozbrother, don’t you boy?” Jason sensed that this could all be over and done with, but his new desires were beginning to overwhelm him. He walked over to his new Boss, knelt down and placed his cock into his mouth. After some sucking he pulled away and saw his Boss smiling. “Good boy. I knew you’d see sense. Let your Boss welcome you into the brotherhood”

I was on a business trip, staying overnight in a hotel. Fired up Growler to see what might be available in the area. Plenty of hot guys, but just like at home - nobody talked. What's up with that? Came across a dude with some piercings and tats. He looked pretty dangerous, and pretty damn hot too. The fact that his profile had "poz" in it got my bone going. Guess he saw I looked at him because soon he sent me a message asking "What's up?" I told him I was from out of town and was seeing what I could find. I told him I'm vers but was really in a mood to get fucked. He was in a mood to do some fucking, as it turns out. He unlocked his pics to reveal a fat uncut dick. Maybe 7" and really thick. He wanted to know if I bareback. "Um, yea, I do bareback, but I'm neg" I told him, thinking that would end the conversation as it usually does. "Fuck yea" was his reply. I was really really nervous about it but my horniness won out, so I told him where I was staying. I figured the chances were he wouldn't show up. And if he did, we could get off in other way besides fucking. So I was somewhat surprised awhile later when there was a knock at the door. My heart was pounding like crazy. I couldn't believe I was going to actually do this! I looked through the peephole. He looked just like his pic. At 6'2" and stocky, he was taller and heavier than am I. Part of my brain seriously considered just staying quiet and pretending nobody was there, but instead I found myself opening the door. He started stripping down as soon as he got inside the room. That fat, uncock cock was half-hard and leaking a little. I got down to look at it more closely and take a taste. Was awesome - sticky and salty. After a little head he pulled me up and shoved his tongue down my throat. "I wanna fuck" was all he said. Not one for foreplay, I guessed. "How do you want me?" I asked. "On the edge of the bed, legs up." I shucked my shorts and sat on the edge of the bed where he sucked on my dick for awhile. He then grabbed the Gun Oil from the nightstand and slicked up his dick, then my hole. I laid back and he lifted my legs up to his shoulders and started to tease my hole with the slick head of his cock. The head was so shiny and smooth. By now he was leaking a lot. Not sure the Gun Oil was even needed there was so much. "Are you ready for this?" he asked. Scared shitless, all I could do was grunt. He took that as a yes and pressed his cockhead into my hole. I could feel it going in and the thickness became apparent very quickly. It kind of hurt, but he slowed down so I could get used to it. And that was just the head. Eventually I relaxed and he started pushing in further. When I could feel his cock rubbing past my prostate I just about lost it, but kept it together and he slowly pressed in fully. He held it there awhile. Pressing in and relaxing. Not really fucking, but moving just enough so I could get used to it. My cock was rock hard at the sight of him. There he was, looking like *****'s errand boy, my legs up on his shoulders and his dick in my ass. This is something I would never have dreamed of doing just a couple years ago. But I love dick, love cum, and know that eventually this will lead to becoming poz. I've accepted it as inevitable, but the reality of what was going on at that moment had me terrified and turned on all at the same time. He started pulling out and pushing back in. Slowly at first, with long strokes. Eventually his fucking became more insistent. I could feel his cock getting thicker in my ass. "You sure you want this?" he asked. "Yea" was all I could say. "You really neg?" he asked. "Yea" I said. "Fuckin A" he replied. "I ain't shot in a week, so you're gonna get a fat load" he grunted. And then it happened. I could feel it. His cock suddenly swelled and he shoved in and held it. I could feel that fat cock pulse as that poz cum shot in my ass. "Take that load pig" he yelled. To my surprise I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as tightly as I could. I felt his cock pulse more, shooting deep. A couple strokes on my cock and I sprayed cum all over my chest. It was an intense and deep orgasm so strong I was afraid I might have pinched his cock off in my ass. He slowly pulled out with a plop. His spent cock retreating into its hood. He lay down next to me on the bed and kissed me. Post-orgasm, I was starting to comprehend what I had done. This could be it. This could be the end of my life as an HIV negative person. Holy shit, what did I just do? He asked why I was being so quiet, so I told him what I was feelng. The enormity of it. "No big deal for me" he stated. "I just live my life and don't worry about it." "Do you have side effects from the meds?" I asked. "Yea, sometimes" he replied. That's why I'm taking a drug holiday right now." "You're not on meds?" I whispered. "No, been off them for a couple months" he replied. Fuck.

My man told me about this dream he had. He woke up dreaming he was fucking me. In two+ years, he’s had his dick in me once. It was in a four way . . . everyone was swapping. Other than that I fuck HIM. . . as often as I can. Usually that is every other day, by my own choice. I’m big. He’s 63. I can fuck hard and rough and often long and/or repeatedly. I worry every other day is too often. When we first met, erections were hard to come by for him. Although he was usually a blowjob top, he was open to other ways to play. He’s poz. I am not. Prep is what allowed me to bare fuck and breed him on our first ‘date’. He is six years older than me, and damn! is he sexy! Crix belly. His ass looks the same as it did when he was a 25 yo Russian River bartending hottie, I believe. He has 30+ tattoos. Anyway, what we do together we do together well. We also share our deep, spiritual belief that GAY SEX IS DIVINE. I mean really a higher plane, not in a Bette Midler sort-of-way. We are sluts. We go to orgy parties. We go to gay campgrounds. Did. I mean we did. Until covid. Thank dog we have each other. Every other day. Still - we both have been going squirrelly from the lack of other men. I’ve asked myself why I am taking the prep every day? Me top. Him undetectable. And I have gotten very careless about taking it. Maybe I skip a few days. A “few”. Oops. Because he told told me about his dream. HOT idea, him fucking and breeding ME. I tell him YES anytime . . . let me know so I can clean. Haha yeah, sure. And days past and it’s forgotten. Except then like a week later. It’s still lockdown around here. We are still distancing. And I overindulge quarantine style . . . a little too much alcohol . . .a little too much cannabis tincture . . .and I am passed out in bed. I wake up groggy as fuck. I wake up in a face down dream. It’s wonderful. Breath on my neck. Weight holding me down. And I am getting fucked. I have not fantasized getting fucked in SO long! And I am dreaming of the feelings . . . the fullness of a dick inside me . . .the nastiness of lube and precum squishing. Me pushing my ass back towards it. Me squirming around because it feels good in every direction and at every angle. FUCK nice. Something about the effort to push back on his dick makes me realize I am actually doing this. I AM flexing my ass. Wait? What? Am I dreaming? I realize I am not but it is such a wonderful dream I am tempted to drift back off without thinking too hard. My head is in this sleepy miasma of fantasy . . .am I at a bathhouse? . . . a Craigslist style anonymous stranger? . . .getting a hot load . . . DAMN this is fun I think to myself . . .but his FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK starting to speed up makes me aware a little so I push back giving him whatever access he wants and before I know it theres that PULSE PULSE PULSE shooting his cum in my ass. I love cum in the ass so much, usually from the other side- -giving my loads. AMAZING My man came in me, and it wasn’t even really even “on the menu”. That dick of his used to have problems getting hard when we first met . . .and he just came ROCKETS in my ass! I have never taken POZ cum. FUCK yes! Then I realized. I am not telling him. I haven’t had prep in over a week. Ten days maybe. He just shot a poz load deep in my almost-virgin-again ass. Sure he is UD, but what if not? What if that load has stored up all his potency, and all of that went deep inside me? It’s burning in me. In a good way. If I get sick in ten days, I will have to tell him the truth so he doesn’t think it is the COVID.

That is the way it should be shot. Hours of man sex. I love when they show the orgy fun for a long time. All the fucking and sucking and cumming. The BEST>

Absofuckinglutely. It isn't breeding if the top pulls out. ☣️😈

damn, seeing those balls deep bare dicks throb and pulse drives me nuts

I was pozzed in Bunker. I was sober but i became very high by taking poppers. I remember that i was on this table taking multiple loads and lips whispering "surprise for you".

I still can’t get my knuckles past my hole I can fit all 5 fingers up to my knuckles but then my knuckles keep me from going any further. Anyone wanna lend a hand in punching a fist into my pussy?

I am always think it's hot to see the expression on a tops face when he comes into my house and notices the family photos as we go up the stairs. You know the wife and I and the 4 kids over the years, even one with a grandchild. They almost all want to breed me in one of the kids rooms when given the choice. One regular top always wanted to hear about how I would squeeze his cum out my ass, let it run down my balls and then fuck it into her. He always said it would be hot for her to get pregnant that way, but it never happened.

There is a VERY hot correlation between a REAL Hidious ugly TOP breeding a hot bottom. Ron Jeremy made aliving out of it lol

"ugh" the tall blonde sulked into the mirror. What stood before her was nothing new. Long blonde hair, pouty lips, perky C cup breasts and a drooling eight inch cock that was unruly at best as she struggled to tuck it gently into her panties. "easy boy" she scolded the hungry tool as she slipped her skirt on and returned to selecting the perfect outfit. Tonights date with Tony was a quick tinder match, the sort of boy meets girl stuff she had come to enjoy from eager young men looking for a quick fuck. Dinner and drinks went by smoothly enough and with a little coaching the boy went from perfect first-date gentleman to tongue fucking the girls mouth and fondling her breasts in the car just as intended. keeping the boy hard and horny she eagerly suggested heading back to her place for a little nightcap, stroking the boys ego and cock. "Have a seat and ill get us some drinks. i hope you dont mind a cold beer?" she swished into the kitchen as Tony sunk into the plush sofa. "beers fine" he remarked and with that Reagan dumped the fine white powder into his drink and gave it a quick swirl. As the night dragged on the couple progressed from petting to stripping and soon Reagans plump pink lips were wrapped around the boys comparatively smaller cock, stroking and bobbing as she teased his balls and milked a hot load from the horny young man. "feels good baby?" Reagan looked up to see the glassy eyed young man incoherently mumble back to her. "thats what i like to hear tony" she smiled. "but I didnt get to cum sweetie" she pouted as she slid her skirt and panties off and straddled the confused boy. "Surpsise baby do you like it?" Tony gazed down at the long wet cock as she dipped a manicured finger into the pool of precum at its head. "its okay baby i know its different but..." Reagan took hold of the boys jaw and traced her sticky finger along his lips "we're going to have so much fun." "first things first tony, lets get motivated." Reagan produced a needle from her clutch and gently began winding its strap around her arm, administering just half the contents to herself as the rush of tina set her stroking and moaning atop the helpless boy. "little pinch baby and then i promise a nice long fuck okay?" Reagan gently pumped the boy full of the remainder of the tina and watched as his cock slowly hardened. "thats right tony feels so good and warm all over doesnt it?" Reagan hopped off the spun young man and lifted his legs apart. "I need to be inside you baby. this big hard things been so hungry for a pretty little hole all day." she remarked while smearing a generous amount of lube along her girth with a gentile touch. "ill be nice and gentle baby dont you worry. before you know it youll have a big pretty girl nice and deep inside" Reagan knelt between the boys legs and spread the boys ass. "such a pretty little hole" she remarked casually, and began to tongue and suck at Tonys virgin hole. "mmhmm" Reagan sighed in acknowledgements to tonys symphony of moans as the boys once tight ring had been reduced to a puffy soft pussy after just a few minutes. "I could eat this pretty little hole all day tony but its time." Reagan hefted the boys legs up and lined her glistening prick against the boys hot wet ass. "now just relax and let it inside..." the boy grunted objectionably as Reagans head pierced the warm soft ring. "just the tip" she giggled, working back and forth into the warmth until she was smoothly stroking nearly half of her dribbling prick into the boy. "see how easy that was? oh tony its so good to be inside baby. youre doing so good," Reagan gently teased her nipples as she continued gently invading the boys virgin ass. "Theres a good boy take it nice and deep." Reagan panted as she looked down as the sight of her bloated tool lodged completely inside her young dates smooth tight hole was too much. "mmmm yes baby boy all of it. take all that nice warm cream" Reagan groaned as she pumped her seed deep inside Tonys welcoming warm cunt.

I’m sure this has been said before in this very long thread, but there’s nothing hotter for me to see the orgasm from behind so I can see the contractions and letting my imagination see his seed pumping inside ass.

Back in college I went to a party that had a small darkroom. I got so fucking high on G that my inner piggy didn’t even bother sucking cock. I licked cum straight from the floor and walls and sucked it out of condoms I found..

Here's one journal article dosing recommendation: "Daily, continuing, oral dose of coformulated tenofovir and emtricitabine ≤90-day supply Patients need to take a daily dose of PrEP for 7 days before high levels of protection are achieved for both vaginal and rectal exposure to HIV" [think before following links] https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC5518248/

Don't forget to let us know if you come down with the fuck flu.

Still with my super hung black breeding bull top spun on g & t. Last 4 hours he’s tag teamed my cunthole with a 31 yr old, 6’4” tall, stocky ginger hairy Irish lad with a very girthy uncut 9” dick & 40 yr old, 5’10” tall hairy muscular Polish guy with an 8” uncut dick that shaft is also 8” in circumference!🤤🍆💦💦 They fucked me hard & rough and breed me well, also had some 1on1 piss fucking fun with the Polish guy in the shower. My magnificent bull is gunna have a rest while I dig my dick in the fit hairy FTM lad I’ve got coming over. He’s got an amazing big bushy hairy juicy vagina that I’m gunna breed multiple loads in & make it squirt!

7. Clouding Over James knew he shouldn't hit the pipe again. He was already fucked up. His mind was frantic. He couldn't stop thinking about Conrad. He hated the memories. He didn't want to be out of control like that, but the drugs weren't helping. "Maybe..." James started to say. He wanted to wait. He didn't want to do another hit. He wanted to calm down. Not think about Conrad's raw cock sliding in and out of his hole. He remembered Conrad had told him something while he had been fucking. It was important, but he realized he couldn't remember anything about what it was. "Just..." he muttered. No matter how hard he focused, he couldn't remember what Conrad had told him. He was trying not to freak out. He needed to remember it and all he could remember what how Conrad's breath had been warm and his cock had been hard and dripping. He gasped again. "It's good," Fabien said. "Just do the hit," Fabien reminded him. The pipe was right there, the friendly tendrils of smoke coming out of the bowl. "It's going to help you. Make it ok." "Ok," James said, and finally wrapped his lips around the pipe. He took a long, slow breath in. The chemical filled his lungs. He had done this with Conrad as well. "He got you high, didn't he?" Fabien asked. James nodded, still huffing away at the glass pipe. Fabien wanted to tell the boy to hurry up and finish the hit. His dick was hard, and he wanted to hear more of James's stories. "It's good you're doing more. It will help you get through this." James just nodded. His lungs were practically bursting now, but he no longer cared. He just wanted to feel good. He could feel the crystal smooth out the edges and filter out the worst parts. "Ahhhhh," James moaned, as he finally exhaled the hit. "Did you like it? Getting high?" "Yeah," James said. "He put some crystal up my ass." "Fuck? Yeah? How did it feel?" "Nothing at first. Then it burnt. Then I needed to get fucked." James handed the pipe back to Fabien. He took it, and re-heated the bowl. "And?" Fabien asked. "Did you ask him to fuck you?" Fabien took a long hit from the pipe. The tina had put him in a mood; James's story had only made it hotter. His dick was rock hard, and he needed to fuck a hole. "I was so high man. So fucking high. I can't remember what I said. But I asked him to stop. When it hurt. And he didn't." James trembled. He was starting to cry again. "He laughed at me. Laughed at me." "How did it feel? When he was fucking you?" "Fat cock," James said. There were still tears in his eyes. "Hard. It never felt good. Inside me." "Even when he came?" Fabien asked. He reached down and adjusted his dick. It was straining against his pants. "His cum. It was hot. Like it burnt me." "Goddamn. That's so fucking hot," Fabien said. "Fucking getting me boned up. Your stories." He reached down and rubbed his hand over his crotch. "You mind if I unzip?" James's head was spinning. He wasn't sure what was going to happen next, and he was starting to get scared. He hated that he had gotten high again and that he had lost control. "Uh," James hesitated. He remembered what Fabien's cock had tasted like. He licked his lips involuntarily. "You're feeling it too, huh? The crystal?" James nodded. "Good. Want you to feel good." Fabien reached down, and unzipped his jeans. He pushed them down just low enough for his cock to flop out. James couldn't stop staring at it. "Gotta unleash the beast, you know?" Fabien laughed. "Damn," James finally managed to say. It looked even bigger than he remembered. It had stretched open his throat and it had choked him. He wanted to run away, but now this was in his own home. There was nowhere to go, and he wanted to be alone. He wanted ta taste Fabien's dick again. He wanted to gag on it, and get him off. "Ahhh," Fabien moaned. "Feels so good. And those stories," he continued. He reached down and jacked his shaft a few times. James couldn't help but stare, consumed by fear and lust. "Fucking hot." "Um. I mean. I'm not sure." He tried to finish his sentence, but Fabien interrupted him. "It's good," he said. "Nothing we don't want to do. Just help you feel good, right?" "Yeah," James said. He tried to relax. Just because Fabien was naked and hard didn't mean he wanted to have sex. Besides, Tiago had told him it was all right to have sex. This was going to be fine. He knew Fabien. He rolled over slightly, now facing Fabien in the bed. "Feel good," Fabien said, leaning in to kiss him. It was surprisingly tender, and not what James had expected. "Just what we want to do, right?" "Yeah," James said, between making out with Fabien. The black man wrapped his hands around James, pulling him against his muscular body. James felt Fabien's cock pressed between their bodies. The thick shaft was a snake, insistently invading their private garden. James tensed up. Conrad had said something about his cock. "A poisonous snake," he had said. James shivered with the memory. He needed to remember it, as much as he hated any part of it. "Ummmm," he whimpered. "You ok?" Fabien whispered in his ear. His hands had moved down to James's ass, and he was working one hand under his waistband. "Just a bad memory," James said. "You want to tell me about it?" Fabien asked. Between the two men, Fabien's cock twitched. It was a sleazy thing to say, but the drugs were now in control of both men. "I don't want to think about it." "I know. But talking about it. It makes it good, right?" Fabien kissed James again. Despite his thuggish exterior, he was turning out to be surprisingly sweet and gentle in bed. "Let's do things that are good." "I just..." Fabien kissed James again. He nodded. "His dick. When he was pounding me." James paused. His eyes were teary. "When he was laughing," he choked out. "He called it his poisonous snake." Fabien kissed him. "It's good. This is good. Remembering. Being close." He kept one hand on James's firm ass, and with the other reached between the two of them. With a practiced hand, he undid James's pants, and pulled down the zipper. James jerked, startled at the move. The black man held James closely, not letting him escape as he caressed James's cock through his open fly. "You've been sharing so much of your spirit," Fabien said. "You should share your body as well." "Share," James choked out. "Yeah. Share. With me. With your friends." "It's hard," James said. "It's scary." "I can imagine," Fabien said. "But you're brave." "Brave?" Fabien had worked both hands under James's waistband, grabbing the boy's hairy ass. "You were so brave in the rape exam. Spread wide. Showing off all that cum." "I didn't want all of those men. I said no." James was shaking, remembering all those cocks, penetrating him. He had lost control of his body. "I felt so helpless." "You're not helpless," Fabien said. "You can do anything you want." Fabien kissed James again. "You want another hit from the pipe?" "I shouldn't," James said. He could feel Fabien's hands running over his ass, spreading his cheeks. He knew what Fabien was looking for. It was the same thing that Conrad had raped. He didn't want to have sex. Not with Fabien. Not now. "Mmmmm," James moaned as one of Fabien's fingers traced the outline of his asshole. James struggled with the memories. Conrad had done that. So had Tim, and Fabien knew exactly what to do. James struggled, but finally it was too much. "Fuck me. Please," he said. Fabien smiled. He rolled onto his side, and grabbed the pipe and torch again. "You can do anything you want," Fabien said, and heated up the bowl of the pipe. "One for me. One for you, ok?" James nodded. "Yeah," he said. He was already missing the warmth of Fabien's body next to him. He was shivering, although it was not particularly cold. "Just promise me one thing?" Fabien nodded as he sucked down the thick clouds. "Just stop when I ask? Please?" Fabien nodded, but kept his lips wrapped around the glass pipe. When his lungs were filled, he passed the pipe to James. The young man took it, and started to inhale. Fabien exhaled a thick cloud right in James's face. "Of course. We don't have to do anything we don't want to. Now. Do a big hit for me. Make me proud." Now it was James's turn to be silent. The crystal was strong, and it helped him forget. "Let's get naked," Fabien said, jumping off the bed, and quickly stripping off his shirt and pants. His dick hung down slightly, it was too full of blood to stay upright. Fabien's body was mostly smooth, dark skin, with a tattoo over one of his pectorals. "Come on," Fabien said, as James handed him the pipe. "Get up and get naked with me." James stood up, a bit reluctant and unsteady on his feet. He took off his shirt and let his pants fall to the ground. He stood there, swaying slightly, just in his underwear. "You've shared so much already. Let's see where we can go further." "I just…" "Want to see you naked," Fabien said. He smiled. "You take them off, and I'm going to do a hit." James slowly took off his underwear. His dick was soft and limp, and hung down over his balls. Fabien inhaled deeply from the pipe. James stepped out of his clothes. He stood in the middle of his small apartment, naked. James could feel himself shaking, and it brought back a memory. "Oh fuck," he whimpered. "What's wrong?" Fabien asked, taking a short break from the pipe. "It's good. You can tell me about it." "It's scary. I was standing in Conrad's room. He had my legs spread. I was blindfolded." He paused for a second. He looked down. "Around me. I could hear them. These strangers. Jerking off, staring at me. And I couldn't see any of them." Fabien exhaled. He put down the pipe and torch. He spit on his dick and started to jack off. "Go on," he said, finally exhaling the fat hit. "One of them grabbed me. Bent me over and slammed his dick in me." James closed his eyes. He remembered the fat, long dick. "It hurt. So hard." His body shook. "I screamed. It was a red-hot poker. It hurt so much. And he laughed." Fabien stepped behind the naked young man; his cock was nestled between James's ass cheeks. Before he knew what he was doing, James pressed back against Fabien, trying to get the black man to penetrate him. "Did he cum in you?" "Yeah. He did." James was still shaking. Fabien brushed his fingers over James's cheek. There were fresh tears there; Fabien was glad that James was still grinding his ass against Fabien's dick. James was a hot man and his stories were even hotter. Fabien wanted to hear James begging him to stop. "Fuck. That's hot," Fabien said. "I saw his load in your ass. During the rape exam." James whimpered slightly, but didn't pull away from Fabien. "Let's get back into bed. Feel each other." "OK," James said. "But. Just so you know. I'm not sure I'm up for anything." Fabien whispered into James's ear. "We can do whatever we want. Nothing that we don't want to do." He led the young man to the bed. The two were a study in contrast: Fabien was smooth and dark; James was hairy and white. Fabien was confident and sure; James was scared and nervous. Fabien was erect and hard; James was limp and soft. Fabien pulled James close to him. "How many guys fucked you again?" "I don't know. I don't even know who they were." "So you let strangers fuck you. But you're not sure if you want me to be intimate with you?" "It's not that. I want you to fuck me." James was now straddling Fabien, and rubbing his ass against the black man's cock. "I want you to fuck me so badly." He moaned as Fabien's cockhead found his hole. "Inside me." "The way we should be connecting," Fabien said. "And those stories. Just so hot." James reached back, and felt Fabien's dick. "So big though." "It wants to get inside you," Fabien said. "It feels so good when I'm fucking." "I'm scared." James whimpered. Fabien's cockhead was pressed against James's hole. It wouldn't take much for it to slide in. But, before that could happen, there was a knock on the door.

Both my siblings and my dad supported me giving birth. "You are so hot and beautiful we are do proud of you" they said. After baby had arrived and was sleeping in the new nursery painted that day, I fell asleep on the bed. I woke up to someone playing with my wet pussy.. I couldn't see as it was dark. "Blindfold me I don't want to know who you are" I said. They did and I felt their cock rubbing my wet pussy. "Oh yes breed me, give me your fertile hot cum" I said. This cock was very big and stretched out my pussy more than before. The sex was amazing. It was so good that the same cock was breeding me night after night. I was told once I was pregnant that the daddy would be revealed. But I didn't want to know. I wanted this cock to help me give birth when it was time before I found out who the daddy was. Once I had passed the 9 months it was time for me to give birth again. The daddy arrived after I had been blindfolded he used a vibrator on my pussy as he was helping me. It felt amazing. Once baby has arrived the blindfold came off. "Great uncle, I never guessed it was you" I said in amazement. "You always were my hottest niece, you felt so good being wrapped around my cock. So wet your pussy loves my older cock. Your pussy wants to be bred by my cock" he said with a vibrator on my pussy. "Breed me, I want your cum" I said. "What's that sweetie?" He asked with the vibrator turned up. "Omg that's so good breed me" I said having a massive orgasm. "With this on at the same time?" He asked "Omg.....yes....yes...yes....give....me....your....fertile...cum" I said hardly able to speak. "Thought you'd never ask" he said.

Let my own real cousin convert me.

That is thee dream goal of maay of us bottom pigs. I love having a loose canyon for an sex hole and I love seeing a guy with a hole that ha clearly been heavily used. I know the amount of sexual excess he has endured to get his ass that way because I've been through it myself.

Totally embarrassing situation...that turned out super hot: One afternoon at Burning Man I’d taken 4 or 5 loads from different guys while in a sling. I was parched so I threw on a kilt and headed to a popular bar camp for a couple drinks. While having a drink there I started talking to this super hot str8 guy who is just my type: hairy chest & belly and a scruffy 5-day growth on his face. His ice blue eyes and occasional wafts of ripe armpit scent were mesmerizing so when he asked what I’d been up to I didn’t hesitate to say, “Taking a lot of dick, buddy”. Because radical self-expression and immediacy are part of the principles of Burning Man the vibe is very accepting there, I was pretty sure he wouldn’t freak...and he didn’t. He was a little surprised and said, “Wow, man...you like that? I mean, like, taking it?” He actually told me—several times—he thought it was cool if I ”wanted to do that” yet, at the same time, asserting that he ”can’t really relate, because as a str8 man, I’m the penetrator” This led to a pretty candid & detailed description on how much he loves being the penetrator and how hot it is to be inside a woman and etc. It was totally hot listening to him and watching him get aroused. So...I described to him how much I love being penetrated and having a hard cock inside of me. He just kept kinda shaking his head a bit and saying, “Wow!” He was so hot and I was totally hard listening to him and watching him tug on his dick. When I saw that he was hard in his shorts and caught another whiff of his ripe pits, it was too much for me. My hole gaped and a ton of cum noisily shot out of me and right down my leg. I didn’t say anything but he and I looked down at the same time and the trail of cum on my leg was obvious. He said, “Dude, is that what I think it is? You let guys cum inside you?” When I nodded yes, he gripped his dick and said, “Fuck! Women NEVER let me cum inside them!” I listened to him tell how long it had been since he’d fucked without a condom and how much he just wanted to fuck bare and shoot his load inside. I purposely looked around us to make sure he could see that nobody could hear us. “Well, buddy, I’m going back to my private RV and I’m offering if you’re interested” When he hemmed and hawed yet didn’t outright say no I looked around again, put my drink down and told him, “Nobody has to know. I’ve got my own RV and it’s nearby...and you can shoot your load in me...” as I turned and slowly walked away. He followed me to my RV. I got on all fours on the edge of the bed and he fucked me and blew his load in me. Typical of str8 guys, he had his shorts up and was out the door as soon as he came. But....2 days later he was back looking for me, telling me he’d just had a shower and was wondering if we could “do that again”. I sat him on the sofa, sucked him hard and ate his ass (another first for him) before moving to my bed to give my ass to him again. He stayed about 90 mins and shot his load in me twice. Blissful. Haven’t seen him since.

Don’t count on it. In spite of the rates of infection, HIV is actually not an easy virus to catch. The risk of transference for a single unprotected sex act is relatively low. The fact that so many men are now poz has less to do with how easy it is to catch than the truly vast amount of unprotected fucking going on. Plus, don’t be too trusting of off-the-shelf HIV tests. They can return false negatives. I’m living proof - barely - my tests came back routinely negative right up until AIDS nearly killed me.

My first cum dump experience: I visited Denver in April 2018, got a cheap hotel room, and started looking for fun. First guy was really hot, looking for some dom sub fun. Love that kind of play. He force fed me his cock, and fucked me, going back and forth on this. Tied me up a little as he fucked me too. After playing for a couple hours we sat and shared a smoke and chatted in between me sucking his cock. After he left I started looking for more. Found a little bit older guy that came over. We shared a quick smoke, and then I sucked his cock for a little while. Then he fucked me hard until cumming in my slutty hole. The third guy I found was a hot black guy, not much for conversation, but had a big cock. I sucked his cock to get him hard, then he bent me over the bed and fucked me hard. It was so hot, and my hole was really open at that point. As he got close to cumming he asked if I wanted it in me, or on me. I was so high and horny I moaned to cum in me. He picked up the pass saying he was going to breed me. It was so hot feeling his cum fill my hole. At this point it was about 4am, and I was getting tired. I did find a pair of guys that wanted to play in their hotel room. One a hot thin black guy, and the other a older white guy. We played for a little while with me sucking their cocks and them playing some with my hole. I finally decided to head back to my room and get some sleep. That was the end of my first cum dump experience, but it made me so hungry for more.

PART EIGHT My breathing was still ragged, and my body shaking a little as Matt and Eric kissed each other across my sweat covered body. Eric rubbed my chest and Matt worked the larger plug into my hole. With a soft pop it slid inside of me and held fast, Eric smiled. “How’s that hole holding up boy?” “Still hungry.” “Well I thought that you would probably need a break after the Philips boys so your ass can rest for a little while.” Matt shook the plug a little, “Which kinda cock has been your favorite boy?” “The thick ones,” I said without having to think, “I love feeling my cunt opening wider and wider for them.” “Well then you are sure going to enjoy what’s coming next, but lets get you out of this sling for a bit.” They helped me down from the sling and we took seats on the bench against the far wall. I walked gingerly trying to regain the feeling in my legs which had been up and spread for so long that without my noticing the had completely fallen asleep. When I finally say on the bench I made sure to sit squarely on the base of the plug to push it just that little bit deeper into my hole. Eric noticed and winked at me. Then we just sat there for a while, they asked me about school and we talked about their jobs, it was like we had known each other for years. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that after the intimacy we had just shared that they felt like old friends. After what seemed like ages of us sitting naked shooting the shit the doorbell upstairs rang again and the two of them smiled. Matt went upstairs to answer the door and Eric helped me back into the sling and pulled the plug from my hole. “Have fun,” he whispered before stepping away to beside the door. Two guys came down the stairs who looked to both be about twenty-one maybe a little older. One was had shaggy brown hair and looked like your classic All American boy. The second had short blonde hair sticking up from under a baseball cap and was built like a brick shit house of a football player. “This is Max,” Eric said gesturing to the blonde, “and Tom,” indicating the darker haired boy. They both wasted no time in stripping off. Max was far less hairy then any of the other men I had had that night but he did have incredibly bushy pits full of dirty blonde hair that made my mouth water. If the pits weren’t enough when he dropped his white briefs to the floor and let his thick eight-inch cock spring up and his big round balls swing loose I knew I needed his cock inside of me. Tom was tall and lithe and looked as though in ten years he would be completely covered in hair, as it was the thick patches of hair that grew on his chest and stomach had already merged and joined with the dense patch of hair that grew at the base of his cock. Tom’s cock must have been what Eric had been referring to when he said I would enjoy what was coming next. It was slightly longer then Max’s and thick as a can of beer. I needed them both. Without speaking they winked at each other and Tom came up to my head and smacked me in the face with his quickly hardening rod while Max moved between my legs. “How many loads you got in this sweet ass man,” Max asked rubbing his thick cock head against my hole. I had to think for a moment, counting the loads. “He doesn’t even remember,” Tom laughed. “Seventeen.” “And you took your first load today?” I nodded, taking Tom’s cock in my mouth. “Damn we have got to get your number,” and then Max slid home. As soon as his cock head slipped inside of my hole I lost all sense of self, all that I cared about was the ever-fattening cock in my mouth and the blonde boy pounding my hole as if his life depended on it. I was right where I belonged doing exactly what I was supposed to do. Max slammed his cock into me as if he had no interest in my pleasure only in using my hole for his one enjoyment and I didn’t care. I have no idea how long he hammered away before he grabbed my hips and shot his first load deep inside of me. Then he and Tom switched and I moaned as Tom’s ungodly thick cock stretched my used and battered hole yet wider. Three times they switched each dumping three loads inside of me bringing my load count up to twenty-three. When they were finished they got dressed and left me there with cum dripping from my hole. Eric came back into my field of view then and smiled. The plug returned and he helped me down. “How do you feel?” “Hungry,” I replied. “Wanna get some food from upstairs?” “Not that kinda hungry.” I fell to my knees and took his soft cock in my mouth. “Shit he’s still going?” said Matt coming down the stairs. “Hell yeah, put an add up on Craig’s List and get this boy some more cock.” Eric moved me to the fuck bench and after strapping me down fucked another load into my overflowing cunt. He left me like that, my hole gaping wide revealing the ocean of cum inside. Then the men started coming. I never saw them, they just came down the stairs and stuffed their cocks inside of me. I have no idea how long this went on or how many of them there were, but I was in heaven. After what must have been several hours and more then a dozen cocks Eric returned and asked me again how I felt, “Sleepy,” I replied. He laughed, plugged my ass, and unstrapped me. He then took my upstairs and laid me to sleep between he and Matt in their bed. I spent most of the day there asleep, and then around four in the afternoon, after a quick shower, I finally took Eric up on that ride home and went straight back to sleep. The next day I woke up with the plug still in my hole and a hunger burning in my guts. I found my phone in the pocket of my shorts, which I had tossed aside as soon as I had gotten home, and scrolled through all the new number till I found one of the Philips boys. “I need your cock,” I texted Jake. THE END

PART FIVE Adam needed no more encouragement then that. After a few quick licks of my cum dripping ass he stood up and lined up his own rather girthy cock and slid in with ease. I groaned the deep guttural groan of a man who has accepted his fate. I needed Adam’s cock, and then his cum inside of me. Without any pretence Adam started to jackhammer away at me hole, and I grunted with each trust, loving the sound and feeling of his balls slapping against my ass with each thrust. The air was now thick with that musky aroma that had so intoxicated me when I first met Eric. It seemed to be coming from all around, and I soon realized that my own pits were ripe with it too. My cock throbbed. I had completely forgotten about my own need to release, it seemed so irrelevant in the face of these cocks that needed to unload inside of me. His breath quickened, at it was clear that Adam was not going to last long pounding away as he was. Soon he bucked deep inside of me and held my hips tight as he shot a load almost as large as the one Marcus had just deposited. Then he leaned forward and kissed me shoving his tongue roughly into my mouth. “I put both of our numbers in your phone boy, message one of us when you wanna get bred again,” he whispered, and then pulled out and turned to start putting his clothes on. “My phone?” I asked. “You left it in the pocket of your shorts when you took them off earlier,” Eric explained, “I put it by the front door so the guys could put their numbers in your phone and put yours in theirs so that when they need to unload they can find your hot cunt.” He jammed four fingers up my hole and started to twist them around in the cummy mess. Adam was no fully dressed, but Marcus I realized was still just in his briefs with his cock still out and was stroking. “Move over Eric, I’ve got another load worked up and ready to shoot up this boy’s hole before I go.” And without any prep Marcus sunk his monster cock back into my hole and quickly pumped another load into my guts. “Thank you,” I whimpered. “Any time boy, anytime.” Then Marcus pulled out, whipped his dick off on my leg, got dressed and followed Adam up the stairs. “Marcus has quite the cock doesn’t he,” Asked Matt coming back over with what looked like an even larger butt plug then the last. “Yes he does.” “Did you enjoy yourself boy?” “God yes!” He pressed the lubed plug against my dripping hole. “You want more or you all bred out?” “God no, I want… no… I need more loads! Please!” “Good boy.” The plug popped into my ass.

PART FOUR “I’ll get it,” Matt said and ran up the stairs. “Ok, so here’s the deal boy,” Eric said, tugging at the plug again, “After any group you can say stop, but once a guy starts fucking you you will take his load weather if you want it or not. Understood?” I nodded, both excited and scared for what was to come. “Now if I’m right in guessing that you like big hairy men then you are in for a treat tonight boy because there’s not a twink in the bunch.” There were footsteps on the stairs and I strained my head to see who it was. Matt lead the way still naked, his cock now soft swinging like a big thick pendulum with his balls. Behind him were two men, still fully clothed who looked to be in their late fourties. One of then had a salt and paper beard, and the other one a completely shaved head. Just because they were a bit older though did not mean that these men didn’t look fit, on the contrary they booth looked like they were built like brick shit houses. “Damn,” said the one with the beard, “and this juicy cunt got his first load this afternoon and you’ve already got him strapped to a sling with his dripping hole open to anyone. Nice work boys.” “Boy, this is Marcus, and Adam,” Matt said, pointing to the bearded guy and then the shaved head guy. “Enough of this talking,” Marcus said, walking towards where I hung in the center of the room, “I haven’t cum in three days and my balls are acheing to breed a hot boy cunt.” He grabbed the plug and pulled hard, and it popped out of my hole with a wet sounding squelsh. “Get your tongue in there,” He ordered Adam, who without missing a beat fell to his knees and jammed his tongue up my ass. As I moaned from Adam’s glorious tongue fucking Marcus stepped up to my head and started to take off his clothes. I knew I had been right about him being built like a brick shit house when I caught a glimpse of his tight fur covered six-pack as he took his sweater off. Nothing however could have prepared me for what I saw when he took off his pants. When his white briefs slid down I gasped, his cock was not only long but impossibly thick, I would have sworn that it was as thick as my wrist. Marcus just chuckled at my shock and grabbing his cock at the base slapped it against my ribcage a few times with a hard thump. “You’re wet cunt is going to feel so good stretching around my fat cock boy you have no idea. How’s that hole Adam?” “Just about ready for you to destroy it babe,” Adam replied, hocking one more big glob of spit into my still gaping hole. Marcus practically pushed Adam out of the way as he moved between my legs. I stared in aw at the older man’s massive chest and broad shoulders, the clearly defined muscles that rippled under his fur-covered skin must have taken hours at the gym to perfect. There was wicked glint in his eyes as he began to press his astoundingly thick mushroom head against my hole. It felt like Eric taking my virginity all over again, despite my hole being lubed and primed with four loads and a mountain of spit his cock was still just simply too large. Steadily Marcus pressed his head against my pucker and rubbed my bushy stomach. “Breath boy, breath,” he whispered over and over again. Slowly it began to happen, I could feel my ring giving way, spreading to let his cock inside of me. Fear mingled with lust in my mind and I started to try and make my ass open wider for him, winking the muscles furiously. Then all of a sudden something gave way and the head of Marcus’s cock was inside of me. My ass ring felt like it was on fire, stretched to what had to be it’s maximum capacity. I groaned loudly and Marcus resumed his pushing. “You like having your boy hole stretched out like that around a real man’s cock don’t you boy?” I answered the only way that I could in that moment, honestly, “Yes, please fill my hole with your amazing cock and breed my cunt!” “Good faggot.” The pressure increased drastically right then and Marcus forced in the remaining seven inches inside of me. This time I screamed. Next to me Eric was on his knees with Adam and Matt’s cocks in his mouth, all three of them groaning with pleasure. Marcus wasted no time, barely allowing me to get used to his substantial girth before he started his plowing. In no time he had built up enough speed that the sling was swinging wildly, slamming me down on his cock even harder with each return swing. “You’re cock is so big, it feels amazing. Fuck me!,” I cried, “Please, please breed my hole. I want your load, I need your load.” “And there it is boy,” Marcus said in a low growl, “You need my cum. Now you know your place in the world. Take my load you filthy little faggot cumdump.” Marcus grabbed my legs to stop the sling and bottomed out in my hole, his cock shooting long thick ropes of cum deep inside me. Once again I wondered how I could have ever thought that I wanted to be with women? This was perfect. I needed this. After what seemed like a life age Marcus, his cock now soft, slid his cock from my hole allowing a thin stream of cum to drip out of my hole and onto the floor. “Alright Adam, I know how you like to breed a cunt after me. Have fun.”

PART THREE As Eric started sending out his mass text Matt helped me too my feet, took me by the hand and led me out of the kitchen. I could feel cum dripping from my ass and running down my leg as I walked into a spacious dinning room that adjoined the kitchen. We turned down a short hall way and Matt opened a door that lead to a staircase heading down to a basement. Leading the way Matt flipped on the lights and headed down stairs. I gasped, the basement was nothing like the rest of the modern but conservative house. The walls were all painted black, and the floor was polished concrete with a drain in the middle of the room. Hanging from the ceiling by silver chain was a black leather sling, just next to the door was a strange waist high bench with restraints attached to it’s four legs. All over three of the walls were pictures of naked men. Some were just posing but others were mid-fuck, there were even some close ups of cock sliding into bare asses that made my hole tingle to look at. The far wall though was a massive shelving unit which held sex toys of every sort the number of dildos alone was staggering. Matt wrapped his arms around me from behind and whispered, “Where gonna have some fun with you tonight boy.” His once again hard cock was pressing against my cum dripping hole, “It’s not every day that a cute little otter like you gets his cherry popped and learns he can’t live without cock.” He tweaked my nipples and lead me over to the bench, bending me over so that my arms landed right where the restraints on the legs were. It suddenly made sense; this bench was a fuck bench to turn a man into just an upturned hole to be used. This time however, Matt did not strap me down, but instead just slid his cocking to my eager hole. He bottomed out and I felt his balls against mine and then he leaned forward so that he could keep whispering in my ear as he deep fucked me. “After I breed your sweet sweet hole again I’m gonna strap you up in the sling for the night. I want you to be able to see what’s coming at your hole while my friends use you. They’ll really teach you how to be a good little cum dump. Then if you still want more, we’ll strap you to this bench and point your ass at the door and let anyone who wants to come over and sink their cock into your wet cunt.” I moaned as Matt picked up his pace. “You know I could tell from those pictures that Eric sent me of you with his cock all the way down your throat that you were a cockslut even if you didn’t know it then. You haven’t even touched your cock this whole time. You know that your cock means nothing when a real man’s dick is in the room.” He started to slam into me harder, I whimpered my agreement, “Your body is meant for men to use, your holes for getting them off. You know that now don’t you boy?” “Yes,” I agreed breathlessly. “By the time you leave here tonight your hole will never be a tight little pucker again, you’ll always be ready for a real man to sink his cock into your spunk hole, and you will thank me for it.” He was hammering away now, punctuating his words with deep slams of his cock. I pushed my ass back against his cock trying to swallow more of it. “You had better keep these four loads in your hole boy, cause it’s all the lube you’re getting tonight.” Matt slammed harder and harder, his breathing becoming ragged, “Ready for another load cumdump?” “YES, BREED MY HOLE! I NEED YOUR SPUNK,” I screamed. “That’s a good bitch.” His cock pulsed violently in my hole and he slammed home, dumping his cum deep inside of me for the second time in a hour. This load felt even bigger then the first and the glorious worth that radiated from his cum filled my entire body. Slowly he pulled out and muttered, “Stay there cunt.” I lay on the fuck bench with my cum filled ass in the air as Matt walked away to the far wall and picked something up off the shelf. When he returned I felt something new pressing against my hole. “Open up and take this plug so that none of those loads fall out of your wet pussy boy.” I relaxed my hole and relished the feeling of the thick plug sliding home till it locked in my ass sealing in Matt and Eric’s loads. “Alright, let’s get you in the sling then.” Matt helped me up and half led half carried me to the sling where he hoisted me up locking my arms and legs in place. He smiled at me, laying there with my legs spread wide strapped to the sling and my hole exposed to anyone who walked down into the basement. “Fuck that’s a hot furry cunt,” Eric said, coming down the stairs, “You dumped another load in him didn’t you?” He said teasingly to Matt. “Well you got two off in his new spunk hole so why shouldn’t I?” “True. You’re gonna love what I have planned for you boy,” Eric came over to the sling and gave a slight pull on the plug, “By the end of tonight, this thing won’t even stay in your ass you’ll be so loose and sloppy.” Somewhere else in the house the doorbell rang.