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(2/2) I’m on my back, in my jocks, feet up. This beefy guy gets in. Maybe in his fifties, huge nipples, furry pecs and a bit of a belly. I can’t see his face against the red light behind him. He smells strongly of sweat and cum which turns me on. I can tell he’s been fucking sloppy holes before as I feel his dick is all slimy with cum when he slides it in me. I hear a big sigh and a grunt and he picks up the pace, choking me while thrusting deeper and deeper. My fuckbud is holding my head as he orders me to take another sniff of poppers. I see can that they’re looking at each other from time to time. He’s about to finish when I see 2 or 3 guys entering the room. “Another load in the bank, boy” as the beefy guy shoots his cum deep in me. My ass had never been this sloppy before. Another guy lines up his dick with my hole before entering in one thrust. His dick is a lot bigger than the beefy guy’s. He looks tall, blond or ginger for what I can see, muscular bod. This one leans forward and I get my first kiss of the night. He stands back up and he’s brutal as fuck. He exchanges looks with my fuckbud before shooting his load. It must be load five or six. I lost count a while ago. Guys keep entering the room, fucking me and dropping their loads. I can’t take it anymore, my hole is fucking raw but I don’t even have the energy to resist or get up. I’m starting to regret realizing my fantasy of being whored out and missing my bed. My fuckbud keeps providing poppers. I don’t know how long I’m there for nor can I figure out how many guys passed by after the tall ginger guy. 1, 2 or 6 maybe? I just can tell between whiffs of poppers that my fuckbuddy is exchanging looks with each of them as if he’s giving consent for something. Finally, the last guy leaves. “It’s my turn now, boy! I’ve been jerking my dick this whole time, watching you taking dick like a champ”. My fuckbud shoves his dick right in. At this point, I barely feel it anymore. He’s fucking me like a mad guy, his face all contorted with the excitement he’s been building up for the past few hours. He picks up the pace until he stops. His dick still in me, he leans forward down to my ear. “I saw the changes you’ve made to your profile on BBRT, dirty little fucker. I know what you want and I know you’re still not sure. At first, I was mad for not telling cause you’re putting me at risk. But then I figured the best way to punish you would be to give it to you. I counted 8 loads tonight without mine. I can tell you at least 2 of those were toxic”. My head is turning. I’m scared as fuck, I’m regretting what I’ve done but I’m just to exhausted to even answer. I can’t know which ones are fatal. “I can see in your eyes you’re scared, boy. Don’t worry, it was just a matter of time before you went through with this by yourself anyway.” He picks up the pace, I can hear the sloppy noise the mix of loads is making as he fucks me. I just want it to be over now. “Take my load, boy!” as he’s finally shooting what I hope will be my last load of cum for the night. “It may be my last neg load as well boy, but it was well worth it”.

Part 29 - One Night Two Strangers After two strong coffees at the end of dinner Dexter still waivered but managed to cobble together his balance standing and walking with the others to the lounge. Dexter was not alone, Harry and Conrad were both wobbling, Jamal fell asleep against Mason. Aberto tripped over his own feet landing on the rug in front of the bi-fold windows leading on to the terrace where Dexter stood getting some fresh air. He fell back laughing at Alberto landing on the terrace, Carrington looked over and shook his head chuckling then waved his hand leaving them to struggle to their feet. Alberto grabbed two bottles of water handing one to Dexter. "Want to go for a walk clear your head?" Alberto asked. Dexter had a quick look inside seeing everyone in conversation "Yeah okay" he slightly slurred. They walked across the gardens in silence for a few minutes. "Talk" Alberto demanded. Dexter looked at him "What about?" he asked appearing confused. "Nothing, I just like hearing your voice, it is so deep, soulful and sexy" Alberto replied. Dexter laughed "You want me to talk dirty or do dirty things to you?" he asked. "Both" Alberto replied, "This way" he said taking Dexter's arm and guiding him to the trees. "You Mexican?" Dexter asked looking at him. Alberto smiled "Puerto Rican" he replied, "A land of intense lovers" he said smirking. "You reckon?" Dexter asked pulling Alberto round and kissing him. Alberto grabbed Dexter's crotch feeling the hardness under the jeans. His body was being moved backwards until he backed up against the large birch tree, Dexter had his arms around Alberto keeping him close devouring his mouth. Alberto usually liked to top a fuck first but he was helpless and completely lost in the kiss that continued without stopping. His hands moved down unfastening the buttons on Dexter's jeans pushing them down slightly until he hand grabbed the fullness of the erection. Without time to explore it with his hand properly he felt the pressure suddenly on his shoulder pushing him down to his knees coming face to face with Dexter's cock. His head pulled forward burying his face in Dexter's crotch, like a duck to water his mouth opened working along the shaft covered by the underwear. The anticipation to much for Alberto and his hands pulled sharply at Dexter's underwear freeing the cock and getting clapped in the face as it sprung up, Dexter moved his hips back sinking his cock in to the waiting mouth. Alberto tried to pull back as the hands held firm pulling his mouth deeper down the shaft, he choked and a stream of saliva escaped his mouth dribbling in a long stream down to the grass. Helpless to escape and more turned on than ever he submitted himself to Dexter's cock manging to deep throat then choke pulling back. Taking a breath the hands pulled him back down deep, his hips pummelling against his lips holding it deeper and deeper. Alberto pushed back with all his muscle then turning his head to the left he vomited several large globs of saliva, his eyes watering. The hands guiding his head back and taking a breath his mouth filled with Dexter's cock again, he opened wider and took the entire shaft hitting the back of this throat forcing it to bend edging further down his throat. Alberto pushed off again vomiting another stream of saliva and wiping his eyes. Both of them half drunk wasted no time and Dexter pulled Alberto back on to his cock this time allowing him to suck long and deep, hearing Dexter's voice from above 'I'm gonna fuck you' the deep velvety tone resonated down to Alberto's ears making him quiver and driving him to work harder on Dexter's cock completely aroused. Never had a voice turned Alberto on so much that even his arse was twitching in anticipation. Alberto pulled his head off to expel the build up of saliva again, the hands pulling him back to his feet and he wasted no time pulling his trousers down to reveal a jock strap. He leaned up against the tree facing it 'Venga' he said wiping his mouth. The deep velvety tone hit his ears again 'Yeah you need fucking' Dexter said slapping his cock at the beautifully shaped arse. Without any ceremony Dexter found Alberto's hole and pushed 'Puta madre' Alberto cried out whimpering from the force of Dexter's penetration. the entire shaft gliding in past any resistance until he was balls deep in Alberto, his arms quickly circling around Alberto's body clasping and holding him deep on his cock. Alberto ground his arse back aggressively 'Horny fucker' Dexter said kissing his neck jabbing several hard thrusts, 'Si, fuck me' Alberto said turning his head and kissing Dexter. Alberto felt the arms around his waist and stomach squeeze harder with the first thrust shattering through his body, Alberto moaned pushing back meeting him force for force with each thrust piercing through him. His body so wired and desperate for this English lad to savagely fuck him begged Dexter to go harder. With nothing to loose Dexter released his natural aggressive fucking, relentlessly pounding Alberto, his arms holding the Latino in place at the mercy of his cock. Alberto closed his eyes at the incredible fucking he was getting, he cock leaking precum that hanged in a long thin line down to the grass then shaken off with the frantic swaying and bouncing around as he got torn apart by Dexter's cock. Dexter bit down on Alberto's neck briefly 'Want it?' he deep voice boomed out, he could do nothing but nod like a crazy person. As quick as it started Dexter held his body still, his cock deep inside Alberto, the shaft jumping urging and pushing the cum up and out in to Alberto, thick ribbons of toxic seed released coating the inside of his arse. Slowly Dexter moved his cock in and out pushing deeper riding out his orgasm with deep chested moans that Alberto could feel. Alberto clung to the tree like his life depended on it, living the orgasm with Dexter and never wanting it to end. The arms softened their hold around him and eventually released their clasp with Dexter carefully extracting his softening cock. The last thing Dexter thought about was his viral load, he had started taking medication last week after Harry put his foot down. He never suspected his viral load would still be high to inflict a lethal dose. He had no way of knowing this hot Latino man was now hosting his strain that was getting to work infiltrating his body. The drunken clumsiness of their need to fuck put any thought of condoms out of their heads. Dexter pulled his jeans up about to fasten them, Alberto hadn't finished 'Your turn now' he said easily pushing Dexter up against the tree. Both swaying, tottering on their feet and laughing. Dexter chuckled at Alberto's attempt at dominating him and soon found out that he was not joking. Dexter was pinned against the tree already feeling Alberto's cock pushing at his hole prising it open then it stopped. He heard Alberto spit in to his hand and braced himself, he was not small by any definition and Dexter felt his arse stretching open to accommodate the long thick cock 'I will come quickly' Alberto said thrusting forward until his pubes rubbed against Dexter's hairy arse. Jiggling his arse in all manner of directions letting Dexter feel the monster inside him, his velvety moans acting like an intoxicating drug on Alberto. Getting to work and fucking Dexter hard, the slapping of his balls and grunts from both of them echoing amongst the trees. Alberto gripped hold of Dexter's waist hard digging in his fingers and moaning loudly, the gasps in his breath and moans going up an octave the closer he got. With no slowing down he cried out 'Fuck yes' and pushing hard releasing his cum in to Dexter, holding still for a fraction of a second before continuing to fuck as he spurted his copious load enjoying the sensation then whipping his cock out followed by the long stream of cum running down Dexter's legs. Alberto fell back on to the floor laughing and panting, Dexter turned to look at the thing that had been inside him, it was still bouncing around. Those few minutes had been the most incredible fuck Dexter had ever experienced. It was the first time someone had cum and still fucked hard through their orgasm until they had stopped ejaculating and he could feel the cum inside his body. Dexter's arse still twitching and slightly gaping open squatted down, he needed to release the hefty load, the wet fart reverberating in the air as the last drops seeped out 'Shit man you cum a lot' Dexter said feeling the lips around his hole shrinking back in position and closing up. Experiencing some pain as the lips closed protesting at being stretched open in the first place. Alberto laid on the grass smiling "Muy agradable, that was hot" he said sitting up. Dexter finished fastening his Jeans "Awesome more like" he replied helping Alberto up. They kissed quickly and walked back to the house still stumbling from the drink. The night sky meant neither of them could see the green mossy stains on Alberto's white shirt where he had been holding on to the tree and force to rub up against it. Crossing the terrace and bumping in to the sunbeds making a lot of noise. Mason was standing at the bi-fold doors and saw them staggering across towards, Carrington wondered what his father was laughing at and joined him looking at the dishevelled Alberto trying to pretend that nothing was going on. "Been for a walk" Alberto said then hiccupped with Dexter nodding reinforcing his statement. Mason smiled letting them walk past. "Alberto got more than a walk" Carrington said smiling. Mason laughed "Well it is obvious who did who" he said looking at Carrington. Carrington chuckled "Oh I think Albe got Dexter as well, he would never pass up an opportunity". The last few days in Atlanta saw Simon flying in to look over the Atlanta office and see some of Dexter's changes taking place. For Carrington it was his turn to repay Simon for letting him stay at the manor by opening his house to him. Dexter talked a little about Alberto and Carrington asked if he wanted his number to stay in touch. Dexter screwed his face up knowing that it was a drunken act, that and Alberto didn't seem that much interested after he got a fuck out of it. It was three weeks after when Alberto fell ill and was diagnosed with HIV, he had dodged the bullet several times in his wild nights over the last few years but finally it had caught him. Alberto sat in his flat looking out across South Beach and the Atlantic. He had a suspicion that Dexter was responsible but there was no proof, he had spent days trying to decipher if he was angry with Dexter. They were both drunk and it was he who made the move on Dexter, all he could think about was the sultry velvet tone of his voice ringing in his head. Having missed 3 days of shooting from the mild bout of flu he went to shower before heading to the studios in Miami to pick up his filming schedule. Hoping at least he could get back to Atlanta for the weekend to spend with Carrington and Charlie and find out if the heard from Dexter. Joshua sat drinking tea outside with Tanner on their own, the past week had been a major catastrophe with Aaron testing positive after he fell ill. Refusing to communicate with Joshua or even spending anytime with him, he had a hatred for Joshua and he made it very clear. Tanner on the other hand was disappointed in Joshua and they had a long talk about that fateful evening. Joshua could have blamed it all on Aaron's actions but instead he kept quite calm about it explaining everything to Tanner. It was no surprise to Tanner after all he knew everything that went on at the estate and kept an open mind, he wanted to do that partly for Joshua and his recovery which seemed to be going well. He had also taken quite a shine to Joshua getting underneath his exterior and exploring the real person. Joshua had been more open than ever and was also trying his best to keep in Tanner's good books, after all he sat drinking tea with the one person who really understood him and everything he had been through. Joshua put his cup down and looked out over the grounds as Aaron ran past doing his 5 mile run at this time of day, the sight depressed him a little since things between them had been going well and now, well there was nothing. Tanner watched Joshua and put his cup down "You still like him?" he asked. Joshua turned his head and shrugged looking at Tanner "Chalk it down it another fuck up". "I don't blame you Josh" Tanner said, "What you was going through at the time and all". Joshua sat forward in his chair "Self preservation took over" he said quietly. "Will I always be like that?" Joshua asked Tanner patted his hand "It may take some time to finally be able to stop and think first". "Time" Joshua said sitting up, "I have plenty of that being stuck here". Tanner smiled "Do you want to leave Josh?" he asked, "I cannot stop you from leaving". "And do what?" Joshua asked, "Sink back in to my ways again. Are you not scared of me?". Tanner poured another cup of tea for Joshua "Not in the slightest Josh, weeks ago yes". Joshua sat back in his chair "Weeks ago I would have tried to destroy you" he said. "Drink you tea and shut up" Tanner said chuckling, "I think you are extraordinary Josh". Joshua smiled "You coming on to me?" he asked giving Tanner a sideways glance. "Given time I certainly would" Tanner replied making Joshua laugh. "There you go again, time" Joshua said, "I do feel clam and somewhat at peace with you". Tanner smiled "Are you coming on to me now?" he asked. "You wish" Joshua replied laughing then going quiet. "I need to make amends" he suddenly said. "With who?" Tanner asked intrigued by his comment. Joshua looked down to the river "Conrad" he said initially then added "Charlie as well". Tanner nodded "And how would you make amends?" he asked. "Don't know" Joshua replied sighing, "Apologise for everything I put them through". "Did you actually love Conrad?" Tanner asked seeking an opening to discuss him in more detail. Joshua couldn't stop the tear running down his face "Did" he croaked, "Do" he said. Silence prevailed for a moment "Fuck I screwed it all up, I really loved him". Joshua felt in touch with his emotions for the first time ever realising what he had messed up and seeing how loving Conrad had been to him. His body rocked in spasms breaking down, Tanner put his arm around his shoulder and held him close. From that simple show of affection and comfort that Tanner demonstrated meant the world to Joshua, his father had never shown this level of affection and was the only medicine Joshua needed right now. Time and affection worked magic over the rest of the year and despite his return to a sense of normality and knowing he had no where to go he stayed on with Tanner. They spent much time talking and Joshua learnt to ride and join Tanner cantering around the Irish countryside. He had even been persuaded by Tanner to start medication and after three months Aaron and Joshua patched things up and were on speaking terms again. By winter he was pulling his weight and helped out with the stable hands looking after the horses in return for Tanner allowing him to stay on. Tanner making it clear that he liked having him around and could stay for as long as liked, there was no hint of any romantic involvement, just a very real friendship that grew. Charlie and Carrington settled down in to life and every two months they flew over to England and stayed for a week on Hibiscus Drive. Having spent Thanksgiving with Carrington parents they travelled to Australia for Christmas meeting up with Conrad and Harry for a large family celebration. Their parents showed no surprise when finding out about Charlie, it was almost like they half expected it knowing how their two boys were very alike. With a July wedding date set and a guest list that was growing day by day Rico spent his free time with Charlie helping with the plans and presenting them every weekend to Carrington and Mason for their approval. Charlie took a job at the local children's hospital on the IT support team, he soon fell in love with the job and loved it when the children would sit and watch him fixing things. One late shift a child brought a book to Charlie asking if he would read to them in the playroom. Now he was spending a couple of evenings a week reading stories with a playroom full of children who enjoyed his funny way of emphasising the characters. When Charlie was on a day shift he started reading after children's lunch was over. It hadn't gone unnoticed by a woman called Joyce from the governments foster agency and social care, she saw first hand how much of a star Charlie was and how excited the children got patiently sitting there waiting for Charlie to begin. Carrington was even persuaded to do some readings and in turn got his parents to donate books and toys to the hospital. Mason was only too delighted and wondered why they had never thought of this before, being an avid philanthropist he started a charitable foundation for the hospital, Rico stepped in as the patron and Charlie as executive director. Dexter heard that Alberto had caught HIV but that was all, when he asked Simon about it the revelation that he would have had a viral load high enough to infect stopped him from making any contact with Alberto out of sheer embarrassment and afraid of the confrontation that might ensue. Adam and Jamal's relationship grew stronger and along with Dexter most evenings were spent at the manor for dinner with Simon, Conrad and Harry. Sean was now a frequent visitor to the manor and was reducing his filming schedule to spend more time with Simon who would also fly over to San Francisco once a month. Dexter spent half his time in the UK and the other in the US at the offices, he was kept busy and never had time to think about Alberto. Jose always looked after after Dexter on his visits which allowed him not to intrude too much on Charlie and Carrington's home life and they had become good friends getting to know Jose's wife and children. It was a good thing as it meant he could evade Alberto, he still thought about him a lot until he was sick to his stomach without knowing why. With Carrington at the helm of IntecSolutions they were taking on more and more work in both sites and by May when they published their 4th quarter statement they were turning over a healthy profit and a doubled share price. Conrad and Harry continued living at the manor and Harry had his own patch by the kitchen garden using it as a way of relaxing after a day in the office. Harry still retained much of Moham's diary and occasionally flew with him on business trips and a little more. Conrad finally persuaded the church where Jack was buried to let him maintain the graveyard and small gardens on a volunteering basis. He would spend one day a week there with Jamal and during the summer lunch was always taken by Jack's side. Harry and Conrad's love for each other was so delightful to see and they retained a little freedom allowing Dexter or Simon in the marital bed. In fact Dexter would often spend weekends with them causing Simon to joke that there were three people in that marriage. Dexter was now partly seeing a guy from Alton and as much as he liked him his heart was no set on a serious relationship, it didn't feel right but he still enjoyed the company of him. Dexter often wondered if it was his closeness to Harry and Conrad that was the problem. Looking at his phone he went through the several photos of Alberto and him. Something he found himself repeating over and over as the months went by. The following year at the beginning of July saw the Atlanta migration again in preparation for the wedding of Charlie and Carrington. For many of them Atlanta was becoming second home and this they were all invited to stay at Barclay House arriving the same day as Charlie's parents, Simon and Sean flew in from San Francisco later that evening staying at the Four Seasons with Moham who and joined them all the following day for a massive reunion party. Conrad was to be Charlie's best with Carrington choosing Alberto as his life long friend. The date was timed to perfection with Charlie's old naval ship on joint exercises with the US Navy was docked down at Savannah for 5 days. Dave his former CO to two other officers he sailed with were invited and would be attending. The gardens of Barclay house providing the magnificent back drop was filling up with guests. Charlie was scared shitless now seeing 400 people milling around, seeing the figure on paper was one thing but seeing them all in the flesh was frightening. Charlie's group was far smaller he complained until Carrington pointed out to him that 50 guests were from the hospital alone. Politicians, dignitaries, 3 naval officers, stars from TV land along with friends and family made up the gathering. Each guest was asked to contribute to the CHARICO Foundation instead of gifts. Charlie's naval friends clearly stood out dressed in their formal rig and Dave spotted Conrad straight off, well it was like looking at Charlie. After a quick introduction Harry was pushing his way in demanding photos were taken of him with Dave in his uniform. With the wedding starting Dexter sat in the second row looking to the front his eyes fixed on Alberto. Adam shook his head chuckling "You going to nail him again?" he quietly asked. Dexter shrugged "I don't know" he said very slowly unable to take his eyes off Alberto. "You should" Adam advised, "You never know there might be more to uncover". Dexter shrugged again and focused on Charlie and Carrington until the wedding was over and guests started to mingle outside the large marquee where the wedding breakfast was being served. Dexter kept looking at Alberto and wasn't until after the meal that Alberto strode over to him asking to talk to him alone. The two of them found a discreet spot inside the house away from prying eyes and ears. "Albe how are you?" Dexter asked. Alberto looked at him "How am I?" he asked back, "You tell me Dex, why did you not tell me?". Dexter looked confused "I don't understand" he replied. "You pozzed me!" Alberto said, a look of anger on his face, "You never told me you were poz". Dexter looked on horrified "Me?" he asked unable to think of anything else to say. Dexter could see the anger in Alberto standing and what must be abuse being hurled at him in Spanish. He couldn't think of anything else other than how he looked even more sexy when angry. It suddenly dawned on him why he couldn't bring himself to commit to his on off again with his half boyfriend back home. He loved Alberto, even though he was still ranting at him in Spanish now right in his face, his fists clenching and unclenching like he was about to lash out at Dexter. 'Shut the fuck up' Dexter said loudly then launched himself on to Alberto kissing him. Alberto's hand grabbed at Dexter's arms trying to fight him off since he was not finished with his ranting. The more Alberto tired to push him the harder Dexter kissed him then his hand roughly grabbed Alberto's arse squeezing it. Finally he pushed Dexter off and slapped him across the face 'Bastardo' he shouted then he lunged at Dexter frantically kissing him. The only thing now running through Dexter's head was he wanted Alberto and had to have him without thinking of how this would work he was ready to challenge him. Alberto pushed away "I fucking hate you!" he angrily said walking away. Dexter laughed "No you don't" he said walking after him, "Kiss me and tell me you hate me". Alberto stopped unable to look at him. "You can't can you" Dexter said stopping a few meters away. Dexter took a leaf out of Carrington's book "Then marry me, be my lover" he said. Alberto turned to look at him "Stupid British cock head" he said with a dead pan look. He turned to walk away again, "Is that a yes then?" Dexter called out after him. Alberto opened the door and shouted "Yes!" without looking back he left the room closing the door. Dexter stood there "Oh fuck" he said to the empty room. He stood there for several minutes staring at the closed door, he said yes he thought to himself trying to work out if Alberto had meant it. He had no clue since he couldn't see Alberto's face when he left the room and maybe he just said it shut him up to escape. Alberto slowly took his hand of the handle to the door a feeling of elation running through him, that idiotic British lad he thought. He knew that the way Dexter spoke he was being serious and Alberto found he couldn't stop smiling. Slowly he walked through Barclay House and out on to the terrace to re-join the wedding party immersing himself in to the celebrations. He kept an eye on the house waiting for Dexter to appear but Rico got hold of his arm dragging him on to the dance floor in the marquee. Dexter wandered back out on to the terrace and found Conrad and Adam sitting on the terrace enjoying a few quiet moments whilst Jamal and Harry danced away in the Marquee. "Alright Dex?" Conrad asked as Dexter plonked himself down on the sofa next to them. "No" Dexter replied looking at them, "I just asked Alberto to marry me" he said. Adam sat forward looking at him "You what?" he asked trying to work out if he was joking. Conrad looked at Adam then Dexter again "It didn't go well I take it?" he asked. Dexter stared at the marquee "No he... well he said yes" he replied sounding unsure. Dexter took a deep breath "I pozzed him last year, not on purpose though" he said sadly. "Oops" Adam said looking at Conrad and neither of them able to find the right words. "I don't know if he said it out of anger or meant it" Dexter said looking at them both. Harry came running over "Come on Carrington and Charlie are about to leave" he said grabbing Conrad. The four of them walked with the rest of the guests to the front of the house, Carrington and Charlie were heading to Sardinia and Simon's villa for two weeks. Dexter saw Alberto walking with Rico and Mason then hugging and kissing Carrington and Charlie before moving on to their guests. Alberto looked no different and Dexter turned to watch Charlie with his twin then he hugged Charlie and Carrington. "You and me next" Alberto said standing next to Dexter making him jump. Dexter looked at him a little scared. "That is if you meant it" Alberto said. "Yes I did" Dexter replied turning to him. Both feeling a little scared at the turn of events. Conrad shook his head "For gods sake just kiss each other" he said pushing Dexter. Dexter pulled Alberto forward wrapping his arms around him, they looked in to each others eyes for fleeting moment, that was all it took to realise they were in love with each other. Sealing it with a very public kiss right in front of Rico and Mason.

(1/2) I’d like to share another part of my chasing path. One of my biggest fantasies has always been to give control to someone for them to whore me out as they liked. I had some great experiences in the past, getting some attention in bathhouses and sex clubs, but I had never truly relinquished the control to the will of a top. I was probably about 29 or 30 at the time and this took place before my Paris adventures. Standing at a humble but athletic 5’8, with my regular workouts maintaining a tight body and ass. I had been playing with this fuckbuddy of mine for a while. We met through BBRT and he had given me a good share of his loads in few months. His status on BBRT was set to “ask me” but we had never discussed it. And I was still on PrEp at the time so I didn’t really care. The only thing he told me was that he was not on PrEp himself. Fast forward a few months later. I had been lurking around BZ for a few years, with the idea of chasing slowly making its twisted way into my perverted mind. I was reading the forums avidly until I finally accepted the fact that I wanted to start chasing. I finally dropped my PrEp without telling any of my fuckbuds but started to insert some hints on my BBRT profile as I still was not entirely comfortable with letting the world know of what I really wanted. Probably because I was not upfront about it, I did not get lucky, while still taking loads here and there. In this whole process, I was still torn though and while I got really excited about the risk, I was still scared to death about it. I wanted it but was still not 100% sure I wanted to go through with it and I was maybe unconsciously avoiding those crucial encounters. A few months later, Friday evening, I just had dinner with friends and I’m lying in bed. It’s a very low-key evening and I’m almost ready to go to sleep at midnight when I get a text message. It’s my fuckbuddy, he’s feeling horny and wants to hit the bathhouse which is right next to my place. He wants me to go with him and take a few loads there. Until now, we’ve only played one-on-one so it takes me less than 5 minutes to slide into some sweatpants and a t-shirt and meet him at the bathhouse. He’s about 5’12, blond, hot furry dadbod – definitely not fit but I like it –, slightly older than me. He’s usually very sweet but when I meet him, he acts a bit different. Instead of a hug, I get pushed right into the building and his eyes look a bit strange. He definitely smells like alcohol and I’m also wondering if he’s high. He pays for my cover and we get into the locker room. He watches me undress with a grin on his face, and I think I can see him drooling. I’ve never liked this specific bathhouse. I’ve never had a lot of fun there by myself but I’m thinking it will be different with some company. As I lock my stuff, my fuckbuddy drags me around the dark corridors. I don’t have time to see what’s happening. My fuckbud has an objective which is the centre of the labyrinth. We get there and in the darkness, I can figure out that a few guys are already fooling around. He throws me against a wall, gets behind me and immediately puts a bottle of poppers under my nose. “Take a good sniff, boy. You’ll need it tonight. Don’t think you’ll be going home before sunrise. I’ve been thinking about your hole all week long.” I take a deep whiff and he shoves his cock right up my hole. I don’t know if he at least used spit but it fucking hurts. Both the pain and the poppers are making my head spin. My screams are getting us attention and I feel a few hands running on my body. Some guys are feeling my hole to make sure we’re fucking bare. My fuckbud is picking up the pace, I already can’t stand it but he’s holding me tight against the wall. “Get ready for load number one”. He screams while I feel his cock throbbing as he shoots his first load deep in me. I’m trying to catch my breath. My hole is on fire but my fuckbud is still hard up my ass. I’m hoping I’ll get a break. “That’s only the beginning, boy. I’m gonna share you now with any guy I want here and the last load you’ll get will be mine”. No time to recover, I get another whiff of poppers and my fuckbud pushes a guy against my back. The guy scoops the drops of cum running down my legs with his dick before sliding it deep in my hole in one thrust. I feel my fuckbud’s hand on my neck, bending me over to shove his dick still hard and covered in cum in my mouth. I hear something like “Breed my boy” and it seems like I’m getting load number two. My top lines up a few guys after that. Some breed me, some just fuck me for a little while before packing up. After maybe 3 or 5 guys, I feel dizzy from the poppers and my legs are weak. My fuckbuddy drags me to a sling in a red-lit corner of the labyrinth. “Your legs will get a bit of rest, and now I want you to see who's fucking you”.

Part 13 Chris and Hunter told Greg about Tyler in their post fuck post-pozzing haze. Hunter had all brought them glasses of water to hydrate and they were sitting around the room, Chris out of the sling and on the floor, Greg at the foot of the bed, and Hunter in the chair nearby. "You should reach out to him. Sounds like we could show him some things." What intrigued Greg the most was that Tyler was as new to all of this as Chris was and more importantly hadnt been pozzed yet. "I could. I dont know if he would be into seeing me again. He seemed pretty freaked out about the first time." As Chris was coming down from the high he was beginning to realize what it meant that he had been pozzed by these two men. He realized how guilty he would feel bringing Tyler into this situation. At the same time the thought of watching them fuck and poz him started to get him hard again. Hunters voice shook him out of that scene in his head. "No pressure. The three of us can have fun any time." Hunter didnt want Chris to think they were coming on too strong and wasnt sure if his silence was from any pressure Gregs question seemed to put on the boy. Chris was a keeper and Hunter wanted to be sure that they kept him coming back with or without Tyler. Chris just nodded. "You ok bud?" "Yeah. I just realized I should probably get back and get some studying done before tomorrow." Chris began to get up. Greg turned to Hunter and made a gesture that said "Lets keep him here." Hunter just shook his head. After Chris left, Hunter told Greg it would just be a matter of time. Be patient. "How long did he wait to message you after the first time?" Greg asked Hunter. "About a week. It'll probably be something like that again. I wont keep that from you. He liked you. I could tell. He'll want you to be here." Greg liked the sound of that. "You dont think we just scared him off forever? Swore that Christian boy off sex forever now that hes been pozzed?" "No way. He wont tell anyone. Only we know and hes going to want to get off soon enough. Boys can't help it. Trust me. When he gets bored of his hand again he'll let me know." ********** Tyler and Casey spent the couple weeks after that first fuck sneaking into each others rooms trying to find times when they wouldnt be interrupted--during the day when most everyone was at class or early enough in the morning when most of the guys were still asleep. They would text each other and one would make a quick and quiet run over to the other. On one occasion Casey got bold and just walked into Tylers room figuring even if other guys were around they wouldnt think anything of it. They would fuck like animals, cum, and then quickly clean up before going on with their days or nights. Tyler still couldnt shake that feeling of guilt that he always had after a hook up and now there was an additional element of feeling like he was betraying Chris. But it never became so overwhelming that he felt he couldnt see Casey again. They were developing more chemistry and Tyler was becoming a true total bottom. It wasnt until the end of those two weeks that they first laid together after they both got off. Casey was in Tylers room and instead of getting up right away, he just spooned Tyler as they lay in bed. "You know we never talked about that first time." "What about it?" Tyler turned his head to look at Casey. "You had just been fucked before I fucked you right?" "Umm yeah..." Tyler started to get nervous about where this was going. He still wasnt comfortable talking about sex. "So who was that guy? Just a random guy who fucked you?" "No it was just this guy who I was hooking up with I guess. It was our first time fucking but we havent talked or anything since." "Why not? Was it bad?" "No...I dont know. I guess maybe he didnt like it. I havent heard from him at all and you and me started hanging out so I havent messaged him either." Tyler realized he hadnt really thought much about why the two of them hadnt been in contact at all since that day at Hunters house. Tyler had gone onto Grindr since the last time they hung out only to see if Chris was on. Why he never messaged was a combination of not knowing whether Chris was too upset about the time at Hunters and having Casey just down the hall. "Hanging out?" Casey chuckled. "You know what I mean." "Do you wanna see him again?" "You trying to get rid of me?" Casey laughed and hugged Tyler tighter. "No way bro. Fucking you is too much fun. I'm just asking. Besides even if you and that guy fucked again it doesnt mean we cant." Tyler hadnt thought about that. Was Casey fucking other guys at the same time? He didnt want to ask and come off as jealous. They werent together or anything and Tyler definitely wasnt ready for anything like that. "Yeah I guess" was all Tyler could say in response. "Actually it would be kinda hot to watch him fuck you or maybe have him watch us fuck." Tyler couldnt believe he was hearing this. His ultimate fantasy. He thought he got lucky that Chris was into it but Casey was the one initiating it this time. Tyler felt himself getting hard at the thought but he didnt want to seem too eager. "Maybe." Doing that would be hot but it would mean telling Chris that he was fucking someone else and so soon after they fucked that first time. "No pressure Ty. Just thinking out loud. It could be fun." "Yeah. I guess it could be one way to get back in touch with him." ********** Tyler walked out of his intro to chemistry lecture and went straight to the library. It was convenient having a fuck buddy down the hall but it was hard to get work done when he was in the dorm too distracted knowing there was a cock and load of cum ready for him at any moment. He went to the large room in the law library. He hadnt been there yet but guys in his hall were talking about how quiet it was there. He walked in the large room filled with rows of long tables. They were right. It was incredibly quiet and relatively empty. He walked as far from the main doors as possible and found a spot at the far end of a row. He pulled a couple books out of his bag and his laptop to check on the work he needed to get done. History first then chemistry then Spanish. Tyler got to work. Tyler got in a solid two hours of productive work in before he put his head down and fell asleep. He decided a short nap would get him energized for the rest that he had to do. It was a tap and shake of his shoulder that woke him. He looked up and saw it was Chris. "Hey sorry to wake you. I just saw you and wanted to say hi." "Oh hey yeah its ok. I need to get this done anyway." Tyler had never seen Chris on campus unless they had made plans to meet. He was a little frazzled by the sight of him. "I've never seen you here." "Yeah this is my first time at this library. I heard its quieter." "Yeah I always come here if I dont wanna just hang out with people." Chris came over wanting to say hello and make sure that Tyler was ok. He just didnt know how to get past this initial hello. "Did you wanna sit here?" Tyler picked his bag off the seat next to him. "Uh sure." Chris sat down and set his stuff up. For the next hour they didnt speak. Tyler felt that sense of accomplishment that came with seeing a list with every item crossed off. He began to gather his things and pack his bookbag. Chris looked over at Tyler. "You headed out?" "Yeah. I think I'm pretty much done so I'm gonna go back to my room." "If you give me a couple minutes to finish this problem I'll walk out with you." Chris said it more like a question than a firm statement. He wasnt sure how this would go. Tyler just shrugged. "Sure. I can wait." As they walked out of the library and through campus, they were both thinking about the last time they had seen each other. Should they bring it up or move past it like it had never happened? Neither knew if the other would want to talk about it or if they could see past the guilt of what they did. But neither did they know what the other had been up to since they last hooked up. Chris, whose experiences with Hunter and Greg had made him feel bolder lately, broke the silence. "So are we...good? You know...after what happened last time?" Tyler kept looking straight ahead as they walked and didnt answer immediately. Chris almost thought he didnt hear or was pretending he hadnt heard. "Yeah I guess. It freaked me out a little and then I wasnt sure if you were mad at me for getting us into that situation." "What do you mean? We both decided to go to his place. You didnt force me." Tyler nodded. "I know. But I was the one that said it would be fun if someone watched us. I didnt think it would go that far." "Is that what freaked you out? That we went that far?" Tyler was silent for a beat or two again before responding. He wasnt sure how to say what he was thinking. "No I dont think so. I think it freaked me out that..." Here again Tyler paused. Now he knew what to say, he just didnt know if he could say it out loud. "...that....uh....that I liked it that much." Chris wanted to hear those words but didnt think he would. He could feel himself getting hard. "Yeah I get that. I feel the same way. Would you wanna do it again sometime?" Tylers head immediately went to Casey suggesting that Chris could join them. The thought of going back to Hunters house did not even cross his mind. "That could be fun." The two went silent as Chris began to think through a plan to message Hunter and invite Tyler, while Tyler thought about how to tell Chris about Casey before inviting him over for a 3 way. Chris broke the silence again just as the two were about to part ways to go to their respective dorms. "Ok nice. Ill text you or you text me." Tyler nodded finally turning to look Chris in the eyes. "Ok sure." ********** The two boys could not get back to their dorms fast enough. Tyler got to his hall and went straight for Caseys room. He knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for a response. Casey was sitting at his desk studying wearing sweatpants and no top. He looked up at Tyler and saw something like urgency in his face. "Hey whats up?" Tyler realized in that moment that he was blowing things out of proportion. The hot guy down the hall from him was really all he needed. Why complicate things by adding Chris back into the mix? Maybe he would hold off on the part about hooking up again. "Nothing much. Just got a bunch of work done at the library." "Nice bro. Did you wanna hang out?" "Nah its ok. Youre working. We can hang out later." Tyler couldnt hold it back. He had to tell Casey at least something about what had just happened. "Uh I did see that guy I was telling you about at the library." "Which guy?" "Uh...the guy I was with before..." "Oh that guy. Did you talk?" "A little bit." "About the last time you fucked?" Casey could see Tyler squirming talking about this and he found it endearing. To Casey there was something adorable in Tylers innocence more so because he knew that underneath it was a hungry bottom who loved getting bred. "Kind of I guess. He liked it so maybe I was overreacting since we both had fun." "So maybe you should see if he wants to play with us." "Maybe..." ********** Chris messaged Hunter just about the moment he walked into his room. C - I just bumped into Tyler H: Oh yeah? You guys fuck? C - No we saw each other at the library. H: So? That would be even hotter! LOL C - He said he liked what we did the last time. He said he would be up for hanging out again. H: Great when are you boys going to come over? C - I dont know. We didnt work that out. But I could ask. H: Just say the word. I can tell Greg to come over too. He might try to keep you all to himself though. C - Haha ok I'll let you know when we figure it out. What held Chris back was knowing that bringing him to Hunters place meant that Tyler would leave with what he now had. He couldnt even think the words in his head let alone say them aloud. Unless he was high. But the reason Chris couldnt just decide not to make it happen was that he wanted to watch as Tyler got fucked the way he got fucked. The way he was made higher and higher and more and more twisted. Thats what he wanted to see them do to Tyler. The two forces pulled at each other and left him paralyzed when it came to setting things up. But a week after they saw each other at the library, it was Tyler who texted Chris. T: Hey C - Hey whats up T: So theres this guy who lives down the hall from me C - Ok T: He would be into hanging out Chris wasnt sure what this meant. This entire time he had thought that they were talking about going back to Hunters. Was Tyler inviting someone else to come along or was he not thinking about Hunter at all? C - Oh T: Not into it? C - No I am. I thought we were talking about going to hang out with Hunter. Or did you want this guy to come to Hunters place too? He has more space haha T: Thats true. And I guess more privacy too. I could ask if he would wanna do that. C - Ok. I can message Hunter and see if hes into it T: Ok ********** Greg was just out of the gym shower after his workout when he got a message from Hunter. H: You wont believe what amazing fuck fantasy has just fallen into our laps G: Oh really? H: What if I told you that our college boy Chris was coming back to play with us with not one but two other college boys? G: Neg? H: What do you think? Do you even need to ask? Greg was suddenly reminded that his towel wasnt around his waist but around his neck. Reading Hunters texts got him fully hard. G: Count me in.

It was late. I was horny. Way too common to joke about. I thought about watching some porn, but I knew that I needed the real thing to be able to go to sleep. So I grabbed my phone and logged into the apps. I scrolled through some profiles, sending Woofs, Smiles, Taps. Whatever that particular app called for. After a few minutes, I got a message notification. It was a simple “Hello.” I looked through his profile. Nice torso pic. Hot bulge pic. Couldn’t host, needed to travel. Top. Two miles away. “Hey, how are you?” I replied. I think it is odd that we play this dance on hook up apps. We are there to get laid. I don’t really care how he is, but I play by the unwritten rules. His response broke the rules. Refreshing. “Hey man, I am really horny. I haven’t had sex in a while. Been too busy to jerk off too. I like your profile and pics. I need to travel. But I don’t have time for a lot of back and forth emails. What do you think?” What the hell. I am horny. He is horny. His pics are hot. His stats are good. “Yeah, let’s meet. I can host. Bottom here.” I send him my address. After a short wait, he says that he can be there in 15 minutes. Great. I put on my normal hook-up attire, a pair of tight gym shorts, no underwear, tshirt. I have somewhat of a bubble butt and I show a decent bulge. Might as well show off what I have. The doorbell rings and I open the door. I am somewhat surprised at how good looking he is. Classically handsome. Some well manicured scruff. Great smile. His tshirt is straining against his pecs and biceps. And his shorts are showing a bigger bulge than his pics showed. I invite him in and we kiss as soon as the door is closed. Once we break the kiss, I grab his hand and lead him upstairs to my bedroom. We start kissing again as we take each other’s clothes off, breaking the kiss only to lift our shirts over our heads. He gently pushes me backwards onto the bed. He crawls between my legs (yes, I have my knees bent to give non-verbal permission to access my hole). We kiss for a few minutes while exploring each other’s bodies with our hands. He then whispers in my ear to roll over and he lifts his weight off me just enough so that I can move. Once I settle on my stomach, he reaches over to the nightstand to get some lube. I hear him greasing up his dick. I think to myself, Wow, he really is horny and not wasting any time. He didn’t ask for a condom. I am on PrEP and don’t normally ask a guy to use a condom either. He is greasing his dick with his left hand. He braces himself on his right hand which is just above my shoulder. He leans forward as he lines up his dick with my hole. Just as he pops inside, he whispers in my ear, “I’m poz.” But he doesn’t stop entering me. He pushes in a few inches. “Are you undetectable?” “Nope” He pushes in a little more. My hole is not cooperating. It should be trying to push him out. “Wait! Are you….toxic?” “Yes, I am.” My mind races. This is kind of why I take PrEP. Just in case I have sex with a poz guy who for whatever reason isn’t undetectable. But do I want to have sex with a guy who knows he is toxic? I feel him push a little and bottoms out. I moan in pleasure. Damn! I shouldn’t be enjoying this so much. I should tell him to pull out so that I can find a condom. He starts to pull his dick back out, but stops when just the tip is still inside. “By the way, my strains are Truvada resistant.” And with that, he slams back inside me. I want to protest, but the piston action of his dick takes over my mind. I hear myself moan in pleasure. I feel my hole completely relax and let him in as deep as possible. I am lost in lust. He fucks me like that for a few minutes. The more he fucks me, the hornier I get. He pulls out and tells me get on my back. I roll over and put my legs on his shoulders. He aligns his dick and goes back inside me. He is standing on his knees, fucking me hard. “You know you want it. I want you to look at me. Tell me you want my load. Beg me for it.” I couldn’t resist. “Yes! Please yes. Breed me. I need your cum deep inside my hole.” “No! You know what to beg for. You PrEP whores are all the same. Bugchasers at heart. Beg!” “Please! Shoot your toxic load inside me. Get me pregnant. Breed me with your toxic cum. Make me poz. I want your seed.” I couldn’t believe I was saying it. Even more, I couldn’t believe that I meant it. And with that, he let out a loud growl and thrust his dick deep inside. I could tell he was cumming. Pulse after pulse, he was delivering his seed. His DNA. His HIV. I came. I hadn’t touched my dick at all. Normally, I stay soft when I get fucked. But I was rock hard. My cum shot across my chest, all the way up to my neck. It was a huge load. We both finally started to come down from our fuck high. He looked at the cum on my chest and smiled. “I knew you wanted it.” He stayed inside me and leaned over to kiss me. I felt connected to him. It was weird. He breaks the kiss and pulls out of my hole. He gets out of bed and walks into the bathroom. I hear him open the medicine cabinet, but it doesn’t register with me. I am still floating a little from a great fuck. He gets back in bed and I feel something enter me again. “This will help. I got your toothbrush out of your bathroom.” I reach down, grab the back of my knees, and pull them to my chest. He has full access. He brushes my hole for a while, then stops, leaving my toothbrush sticking out of my ass. “Here’s what is going to happen. I am your poz daddy now. I will breed you until you get poz test results. I need a poz bottom to whore out. I have some tops that want to get infected but don’t want to bottom. Total tops. They will fuck you until they get what they want. Of course, meds are not an option for you.” “Yes Sir. I understand.” I can't believe that I had transformed that quickly. And that easily. He pulled the toothbrush out of my hole and tickled my opening with his finger. “I really hadn’t shot a load in a few days. You got a lot.” I smiled. He laid down beside me and I cuddled up to him. We both drifted off to sleep.

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

Last Day of November : A lot of Cock between my last post. Shamelessly in parks, beaches, bathrooms and Abs. Last night was unique.... 3 different tops, kind of like the ghosts of Scrooge’s Christmas movie. I was being stalk on sniffles from an Asian top who could not stop thinking of my swollen ass lips. In fact he loves daddy holes that are used, wrecked and swollen above all. He’s late 30’s Filipino, 5’5” 160 and muscled built with one of those solid daddy stomachs. Works out daily. After I ignored him, since he had mention drugs, I had bad encounters with poor performance from guys to high to get hard. He was different, cocky and determined, he said he will not stop mentioning until he gets my wrecked swollen ass lips on his raw cock. Finally I relented since his determination and insistence was turning me on. He came and skillfully fuck my hole for one hour. Purposely pulling my guts out and making my hole swell up. He totally work my ass and hole, I was gapping and my hole so loose a truck could roll in. Definitely ghost of Christmas past fucks, full of experience and knows how to work it. Also on sniffles, a 25yo black top, 5’10” 190 with an 8” dick. We arranged to meet and at the last minute asked about being clean snd ddf snd do I get tested. I patiently maneuver through the interrogation. One minute before arriving... he asks if I was naughty before he arrived. I could lie, I had a raw load in my ass. He came in and I was ass up and face down. He ram it in and it burn. He started to get verbal and called me slut. He ended slapping my ass snd dumping his load, jumping off my ass quickly and left... must have been military and married. Ghost of Christmas present. Also on sniffles, a straight white boy, 29 yo, 165lbs snd about 7.5”. This guy has been on and off for months without meeting. Finally he was ready and said, “I never fucked a guy.” He has fuck girls but has never fucked a guy. I assured him I get tested often snd on prep snd he didn’t have to worry. He says,”I don’t have a condom and doesn’t want me or him to get anything.” I had two raw loads in me.... I haven’t had a straight guy but read about it here, so I decided to use some of tactics... I told the white boy, “don’t worry, no pressures, just play with my hole, stick the head in and JO on my ass, you don’t need to fuck my ass...” He bought it and I prayed to Santa Claus. He was at my door nervous to come in, I was ass up face down. He came in and started applying lube. He did use his dick to play with my hole but also went between my legs snd started to jerk me off. And like you guys said, no straight guy can just put the head in. He jammed his raw cock in like I was a pussy and fucked me like I was a pussy. Damnnn straight guys know how to fuck. He lasted long too and when he trusted in for his final trust, he bust several ropes of raw seed into my wrecked hole. It look like he was going to faint. He leaves quickly, deletes his profile and was gone. Definitely ghost of Christmas future, cause he will be back for my uncomplicated man pussy again. A picture of my wrecked hole before and after.

I heard from the black twink from Grindr who has been fucking me off and on over a year now. I took the day off to wait on a repairman, but I was just fucking off now. He came over, and I took him back to my room. (Second daytime fuck with people in the house. I played music and ran the roomba in the living room to cover the noise 😜) We got naked, and he fucked me on my belly. It was a decent fuck, if a little quick (19 year old). He shot a big load in me. Afterwards, he started asking me about bottoming. I have always known he was more of a bottom. He’s been saving himself for “true love.” I did my best to convince him that he just needs to take a dick and a load. I encouraged him to buy a small toy to start practicing on. He thanked me for the fuck and the advice.

One more coming....

Finally got a load from a guy I have known for years. Great Furry Dadbod and bushy beard. Top, but always played safe, but been inching towards bare for a few months. He knows I am on Prep and every time we go a bit further. We both knew what was going to happen. I go round , usuall play, quiet passionate, then gets me on all fours and pushes in. Now this guy is profoundly deaf and Romanian, so his written English is flawless, but spoken is usuall just grunts, I have to listen hard just to guess what he is saying. Anyway he says something, which I take to be, " Can I cum in you". I give the thumbs up and he dropped a load in me. Good fuck, I enjoy it with him as we do not talk, no point, so it is silent.

A few days ago i would shower twice a day and always deodorant. Cleanliness is next to godliness and helps keep me focused and motivated. Slipped up over weekend and back on T G n coke. Fucked over 10 guys since and am now sat in bed with my pipe and cock on hand. I haven't showered in days and i fucking REEK but you know what, deep down i actually love it. I fucking miss it it's a deep manly animalistic stench it makes me gag and makes my cock leak pissy precum. This is how i am naturally supposed to smell like and it's raising from my body like evil.

7. Fire in the Hole "Used," Jon said. There was no doubt what he meant by it. He slowly pulled the length of his shaft out of me. Time was slow, and I felt each vein and curve exit my body. For a moment, I felt like crying. But then I saw Sarge's jockstrap in front of me. His dick looked bigger than Jon's. Sarge had tattoos everywhere. On his stomach, there was the same black99 in gothic letters that Jon had. He also had the familiar biohazard tattoo under that. This time, it wasn't as scary. It seemed hot. He was part of the same club that Jon was. It didn't matter. I had taken meds to make sure I wouldn't join the club, no matter what I did. "You're off to a good start," he whispered as his dick slipped out of my hole. I clenched tightly, making sure that none of Leo or Seth's cum dripped out. He pushed me towards Sarge; I landed against his furry chest. "And Sarge is definitely going to help you out." "Can't wait for it. Seth couldn't stop talking about you." He laughed. "I had to stick my dick in his mouth just to shut him up." "Kenta's still a novice," Jon said. "But Sarge is a patient teacher. And a relentless one." "That's fair," Sarge said. He grabbed onto the harness, and pulled me against him. He was another masculine daddy type, like Jon, although a bit younger. His chest was hard and muscular, hot and wet from sweat, and covered in the light brown hair. The belt of ammo felt real. The bullets were cool against my skin. "You're quite the hottie," he said. I smiled. I was still engulfed by the warmth of his skin, and the contrast to the bullets. "Thank you," I finally said. I looked around, and realized that Jon had disappeared. It was just the two of us on the dance floor. The lights had gone down some more, and it was hard to see who else was there with us. I didn't care who saw us. Even if someone from school recognized me, it seemed like a distant problem. There were more pressing matters, like the way my hole was itching. I was hungry for more cock. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Hell yeah, boy," Sarge said. "How many guys have fucked you already?" "Three," I said. "Seth wasn't kidding when he said you were slutting out tonight. Party's barely started." "I got here early." I ran my hands over his chest, feeling the sweat and muscle. He spent a lot of time in the gym. I ran my fingers over his ammo belt, feeling the bullets. I noticed there were two empty slots at the top. "Are these real?" I asked. "They're special bullets," Sarge said. "Takes you to an entirely new plane." "Special?" I asked. The music seemed louder, the beat more intense. One of Sarge's arms wrapped around me, reaching down for my ass. "How so?" I managed to say. My mind was racing, wondering just what these bullets were for. "You been partying?" Sarge asked me. "Smoking?" "Yeah." "This is even better," he said. "Come with me." He didn't give me a choice; he grabbed my harness and pulled me off the dance floor, to a corner of the living room. There was a large leather couch. At one end, one of the older men was sitting down, his legs spread wide and his fat dick on display. Kneeling between his legs was another young boy, struggling to deep-throat the man. "That's you soon enough," Sarge said. The other older man nodded at Sarge. "That what I think it is?" the man asked. Sarge nodded. "Yeah," he said. "When you've finished with your boy, this one needs some encouragement." "Yessir," Sarge said. He turned his attention to me. "Kneel on the couch, facing away from me. Ass up." I got on the couch as he instructed. The leather was warm and soft against my skin. It was comforting and relaxing, and I grabbed on even tighter when one of Sarge's thick fingers pressed into my hole. "Oh, that's nice." Sarge pulled his finger out. I turned my head back, trying to see what he was doing, but my body and his body blocked my vision. I did see him put down one of the bullets; the head had been unscrewed, and I saw that the body was hollow. "Ready?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. "I guess." "Good," he said, and a slim rod slid into my ass. It felt like a small pencil, and he held it there for a moment. It was a bit cold at first, but heated up quickly in my body. "Fire in the hole," he said, and he pressed on the rod. There was a warmth in my guts, centered at the end of the rod. It grew slowly, and didn't go away when he pulled the rod out of me. He rubbed my asshole a bit. It tightened up, but the warmth in my gut remained even after he had taken out the rod. It grew, until it was almost burning. "Oh fuck," I muttered. The heat was getting more intense, and I didn't know how I could stand it. I hated it, and tried to pull away, but there was nothing to escape from. It was all inside me. "Feel that?" he asked. He was holding on to my hips, steadying me as I struggled. "Yeah," I gasped. It wasn't getting any worse, luckily. It was a hot itch, both a bit painful, but at the same time it was also intensely pleasurable. I tried to live in the moment, and explore the sensation. "What is it?" I asked, as my ass was twitching. It was going to feel so much better when I had a cock up there. It would be something to scratch that hungry itch. "Booty bump," Sarge said. "First time?" the other daddy asked. He had been watching me as Sarge had administered the bump. "Yeah," I said. "It'll be a few more minutes before it really hits. Enjoy it." "What is it?" I asked again. "Some crystal. Dissolved in some water," Sarge said. He pulled me back upright. He still had the ammo belt across his shoulder and chest, but the jock strap had disappeared. He had a hard cock, maybe about eight inches long. "You think you need some cock?" "Please," I grunted. I was rubbing my ass up against his dick, but he held back, just teasing my hole with the tip of his cock. "I need it." "I know you do. You think you're ready for this?" His dick wasn't much larger than Leo or Jon's had been. It was going to be a familiar size. I nodded in agreement. "Good," he said. "I want you to sit on it." He got on the couch, his legs spread slightly just to emphasize his erection. "Climb up, and sit on it," he said. It was complex and awkward to move, because my muscles didn't quite do what I wanted them to do. Finally, I was squatting over Sarge's erect pole, his cockhead just nestled against my hole. "That's it," he said. From a side table, he produced a small brown bottle. "Here," he said, and held the poppers under my nose. I looked to the side; the daddy was still watching me. He had his hand on the back of the boy's head, and was holding the boy down. I watched for a second, but then the poppers hit. "That's it boy," Sarge said, but held me back for a few more seconds as he did a hit himself. "Let's enjoy this moment," he said, and guided me down his dick. His dick was really stiff, and I was struggling to not immediately pull off. Jon's cock had been able to bend and flex, and we were able to find an equitable middle configuration of erection and hole. On the other hand, Sarge's cock forced me to bend to his will. I gasped, as he found a new curve of my guts. He ignored my discomfort. "That's it boy," he said. "Open up for me." He continued to push his shaft into me. His dickhead found where booty bump had landed. At first, it felt good. Sarge was scratching an annoying itch. But he didn't stop there, and continued to press his dick into me. He pushed the drug-laden fluid deeper into my hole, and the small strokes in and out helped to spread the liquid across my rectum. "Oh fuck," I moaned, as the burning only got worse. It was hard to concentrate. The drugs had my mind racing; I would think about Sarge fucking me, and then suddenly, I had a million sleazy fantasies. It was hard to even concentrate on how my asshole was burning from the drugs. I gasped, but finally managed to say something. "It's inside me." "Yeah," Sarge said. "So fucking wet and sloppy." "Give it to him," the guy next to us said. He was still watching us, as the boy continued to deep-throat his dick. "Get him tweaked out and knocked up." "Of course. He's gonna get so much cum of course he's gonna be pregnant." It felt weird and dirty, but I loved the idea that Sarge's dick could change me like that. Of course, just like a girl on the pill, I had protection against any of the untoward consequences of sex. It didn't matter. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me. Breed me." "You heard him," the other guy said. "He knows what he wants." Sarge grabbed my hip with one hand. It was big and strong, and he easily forced me down, so that I took the entire length of his raw cock. "I know what I want," he said. I was gasping, trying to wrap my head around getting roughly fucked as the new dose of crystal meant that it was hardly rough enough. "And I get it," he continued. He held the poppers under my nose again. "Take it," he said. "You'll need it." I inhaled deeply, loving how the warm chemical scent wrapped around me and forced me to relax. My ass opened up, and Sarge slid deeper into me. The burning was still there, but it wasn't as bad. "Yeah," Sarge said. "Your ass is hungry. Drank up all that sperm. And all that tina." I understood the comments online about porn stars tweaking hard. I now understood what they were feeling, and why it was so essential for them to get fucked. The poppers were also kicking in, and fucking me was the only thing that mattered. "Please," I begged. "Don't pull out." If Sarge had pulled his cock out, I was going to lose it. "Just fuck me." Sarge slammed his cock into me. I grunted, and was rewarded with a repeat thrust. I moaned again, but Sarge was focusing on his cock, and kept up his hard, deep fuck. As he fucked me, the burning sensation slowly went away. He also started to drip pre-cum; his fluid helped to lubricate my hole, and cool it down. "Oh fuck," I moaned. It was all I could say. It wasn't clear any longer who was fucking whom I was bouncing up and down on his hips, fucking myself on his cock. At the same time, he has thrusting his hips against me, forcing his dick deeper into my unprotected hole. I loved the feeling of his cock inside me. I had been told so many scary things about barebacking, and now I was actually doing it. Good boys didn't bareback. It wasn't that much different. They had been lies. Now that I finally felt it and I was sharing it with someone like Seth, Jon, and Sarge, there was no way I could go back. It had always been a dirty fantasy, and now it was clear that the warnings had been pointless. These men were clean and healthy. Sarge was nothing other than muscle, and both Jon and Seth had been so hot. They were not how I had imagined drug users to look. Or how I had been told guys with HIV looked. They were healthy and clean and perfect. "Fuck me," I grunted. I was craving another load. I wanted to know that I had pleased Sarge and that he enjoyed this enough to give me his seed. "Please. Breed me." "You heard him," said the other man. I glanced over. He had his thick hands wrapped around the bottom's head, and was holding the young man down on his cock. "Give the boy what he wants." "I need it," I managed to say. Sarge was thrusting in and out of me, and it was hard to keep up with the continuous stimulation. "Give me your seed." "You're gonna get it for sure," Sarge said. "I'm almost there." He held the poppers under my nose. I inhaled; he kept the bottle under my nose even after I nodded my head. "Good hit for me," he said, and put the bottle under my other nostril. Finally, he relented, and held it under his nose. He held the hit for several seconds, then exhaled. He grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me down to kiss me. We kissed passionately as the poppers hit us. I could feel his dick deep inside me. As impossible as it was, it was getting bigger. It was finding deeper parts of my ass and was spreading my hole ever wider. "I'm getting close," he whispered. "You want my load?" "Give it to me," I said. "FUUUUCK," Sarge moaned. I felt the familiar, wonderful bloom of warmth in my ass. This time it wasn't the drugs. It was Sarge's seed, and he was giving it to me. "TAKE MY GIFT," Sarge moaned, his cock thrusting several more times, filling me up with his seed. "TAKE IT." "Give it to me," I said. "I want it. I need it. I need every nasty drop." He pulled me in and kissed me. Inside my guts, his dick was dribbling out the last few precious drops of his seed. I couldn't believe my luck; another man had fucked me and seeded me. I let myself melt into Sarge's kisses. He was a strong, muscular man, and yet he could be gentle with his kisses and affection. "You felt amazing," he said. "I'm going to find you later." "He good?" the other man asked. "Like fucking velvet," Sarge said. "Spunk-coated velvet."

Ok. It was late/early and I had been up for longer than reasonable. The usual haunts I enjoy had been a bust. Nothing. Nada. Not even someone to put on a show for. So I glance at the dashboard clock and sigh. When did it become 5am? Pressing the ignition I start driving home. I don’t know why I drove past my turning. What made me push on for a last go but I found myself heading into the city centre to one of the urban green spaces. Riskier than my normal go-tos but I was horny and it was still dark. I parked up next one of the park entrances and walked straight in heading for a raised pathway that is masked by trees. A place I knew to be cruisier at other times. As I walked along in the dark I caught a sense of movement against a railing. I was already massaging my cock through my tracksuit in the time honoured signal and as I drew closer he flopped out a nice hard 8 inches with a steel cock ring at the base. I couldn’t resist. He was a little older than I typically go for but was in good shape and that cock...well. I dropped to my knees and took hold of his cock and leaned in to suck him. After a few seconds however he motioned for me to follow him. Just a little bit further down the path, out of the lights was a culvert closed off for repair works. We both stepped in and I couldn’t help it. Being out of sight yet still very public brings out my slut side and I stripped. Completely. Now naked I sank again to my knees and took him in my mouth working back and forth along his shaft then taking him in my hands so I could run my tongue down to his balls and back up for more sucking. Basically getting his cock nice and wet whilst showing him how much I appreciate a good dick. It wasn’t long until he was thrusting with the same rhythm that I was moving my head up and down while making very satisfied grunts. As he fucked that cock between my lips he asked if I liked to fuck. I just nodded with my mouth still busy. So he pulled me to my feet and spun me around. I placed my hands on the wall we were sheltering behind and presented my arse to him. He stepped up and spat on his cock before guiding it between my cheeks and rubbing his tip around my hole. I pressed back and he slipped into me then pushed forward. I hissed as he pushed every inch in and then moaned at the full feeling that I love so much. Leaning down some more to give him a better angle he grabbed my hips and began pumping into me with long deliberate strokes. All the while he fucked me I was totally aware that just a few metres away the early commuters were filling the roads as the day was just getting started. Knowing I was naked with a raw cock pounding me right next to a major road in a waking city centre started me moaning and begging him to fill me up. I started up a litany of dirty talk begging him to use my ass, use my pussy, fuck me hard and deep. Begging him to breed me and make me take his load. He didn’t pause as he joined in. Calling me a dirty cumdump as he fucked every inch of that cock in and out of my arse. He told me he hadn’t cum for about a week and was going to fuck a big load all the way into me. Asking me if I wanted his cum in me I practically screamed for him to fuck it all into me as he sped up his thrusts. I pushed back against him as he ground all the way into me and held still with his cock pulsing up inside me delivering that sperm I needed. As he started to withdraw I sighed in the contentment that only comes from receiving such a good fucking. Then he slammed into me again and again and again. He smiled down at my panting form and told me he just wanted to make sure his cum was good and deep in me. I collapsed to me knees and cleaned his cock the way I was taught. He left and it was a good few minutes before I was composed enough to stand, dress and find my way back to my car. Sometimes it pays to go for the long shot.

First post guys, I've been inspired by some really hot content on here and thought I'd stop being a spectator. Let me know what you think and if you want more. Tanner was destined to be an amazing athlete - that's what his coaches had always said, the boy had commitment, drive, energy and, above all else the raw physical stamina and speed needed to be a really great little athlete. He could pretty much get a scholarship for anywhere at the rate he was going and, two-weeks after his 18th birthday had colleges across the country begging him to attend. He was a 6ft tall, blond adonis: soft blue eyes, tan skin, gorgeous jawline with a dusting of dark blonde stubble - if athletics didn't want him, he could have made a fortune as a model: every girl who saw him wanted him and every boy was desperate to be him or, be in him. However, as far as Jake had got out of him, he'd only had two girlfriends in the past and never fucked - just some oral. So a tight little virgin too. I'm something of a sportsman myself well.... more of a hunter to be fair I'm 42 years old and probably in the best shape of my life. I'd packed on the muscle and my hairy chest expanded with even the slightest breath. I was built like a bear but with a body carved from stone after spending hours at the gym and on the field. I was a burly guy and, so I'd been told, a hot, daddy type. That suited me fine as I liked nothing more than dicking hot young twinks and jocks, letting them feel safe in my company before chemming up their innoncent cunts with G and Tina and fucking them full of my poz-babymakers. I'd played sports when I was young and there was something about the smell of a jock that got my juices going and, by far, my greatest conquest, was a local swimmer boy - Jake. A few years' ago I'd been at a swim-meat, scouring for talent when he was competing in his first adult competition: by farm the hottest boy in the entire place, fresh-faced 18 year old perfection.Tight, lean muscle, black hair, green eyes, big package - I had to have him. He ended up winning his competition and, that night, having chatted to him previously and asserted myself as a trust-worthy older jock type, invited him back to my room, smoked him out and fucked his tight, gold-medalled cunt into the chem stratosphere. Jake was a favourite bottom of mine from there on in and, right up until he left for college - we'd fucked a few of his school friends and swimming buddies into the poz brotherhood but, our dual hunts came to an end when he left: or that's what I thought. Tanner had applied to Jake's college and was thinking about joining their athletics programme. Jake had been 'buddied' up with the boy to try and convince him - Jake took that responsibility very seriously as soon as he saw Tanner's gorgeous body. I got a phone call from Jake that night, desperate for me to help him 'convince' Tanner to attend. Having heard Jake's description of the little 18 year old stud, I was intrigued and, when Jake mentioned Tanner was going to stay with him at his frat-house for the Easter weekend - couldn't turn down the invitation of pozzing another little jock boy. All of Jake's frat would be home for easter and we'd have his place to ourselves. More to come... Tanner would arrive on Friday and I would arrive on Saturday. Tanner and Jake would spend Saturday morning getting 'sports enemas' at Jake's local health centre ("you know" he'd told Tanner "it's super good for athletes") and then he'd drop Tanner off at the house where I'd be waiting before heading out on an 'errand' leaving me with the hot little, cleaned-out stud. I'd make him feel comfortable, get him used to my presence, spend the rest of the day getting in the boy's head before Jake returned with enough Tina to turn the boy from neg innocent to poz pig in three easy steps. I'd send Jake out to a dealer I knew in the area, a real 'good-guy' with a sweet supply of everything you'd need for a night of long-jock-dicking. He'd have everything I need for a four-day weekend of hole-wrecking. I'd phoned ahead - boys like Tanner don't come around so often; his initiation had to be special, dedicated and long. You don't just fuck a boy like Tanner, you have to ruin a boy like Tanner. "Mention my name to Steve" I said to Jake, "He'll have a kit ready for me - it'll have everything I need" "What about money?" Jake said I laughed, "Don't worry, Steve is going to get paid in other currency" I said, grinning. "Hahaha...sweet" Jake said and disappeared out the door leaving me in my web - waiting for my prey. Saturday came around, I'd flown cross-state rather than drive and got a taxi to the frat house from the airport. The boys were already out so, using the key Jake had sent me, I made myself comfortable, surveying the house for the perfect 'pozzing space'. Around mid-morning the door opened and the boys tumbled in, laughing like regular 'bros'. "Hey there" I shouted from the living room. "Ah, hey man!" Jake said warmly, coming into the room and giving me a bear-hug - fuck I'd missed how that tight torso felt against my own abs. "Hey, Tanner, this is Simon...Si this is Tanner...a hot new recruit" I caught Jake's eyes as he said the last words and smirked. "Hey dude" Tanner said, shaking my hand firmly. He was even better than Jake described - tall, muscular, ripped stud with short, cropped blond hair and piercing baby-blue eyes, thick calves and the roundest, most perfect little ass. The boy was gorgeous, hours in the gym, hours on the track...I couldn't wait for him to spend hours on all-fours. We all talked for a bit, laughed about the enemas (got our little friend talking about sex as quickly as we could) before Jake made his excuses and promptly left leaving me to relax and prep our gorgeous boy-toy. Tanner was awkward at first but, I soon got him talking, confiding in me - it was a gift really, I guess the age differential made boys think I was trustworthy. He told me about the girls back home and how they gave the worst head... "You ever let a boy suck you" I said nonchalantly, he visibly jumped "No!" He said, agitated I laught "jeez dude, fuck! It's just a dick and a mouth - do you honestly think it fucking matters?" He relaxed and, we went back and forth like that for a bit till I made an excuse to look at a picture hanging behind him. I stood directly in front of him, my cock visibly pulling at the fabric of my jeans, pretending to admire the painting. "Dude...you've got a monster..." Tanner said almost without thinking. "Oh, this" I said, forcing a bit more blood into my already firm dick. He looked up at me and, as he did, I saw a tiny window of opportunity. As we locked eyes, I grabbed his chin and softly kissed his beautiful lips. He pulled away for a moment, his chin still in my hand before once again joining my lips against his and kissing. For a boy without experience he wasn't a bad kisser - a bit hesitant but, that would change. I leaned in, lowering myself onto him, straddling him as he sat on the chair. "I've... I mean, I'm not..." he said, braking the kiss. "shhh" i said, pushing my tongue back into him as he moaned. "Don't worry" I whispered back, "we're just fooling around" "Yeah" he laughed, nervously, shifting his weight around on the chair so as not to let his erect cock touch me. "Listen dude, Jake isn't back for ages - let's just enjoy ourselves, yeah?" "Ok" Tanner said, as we kissed again and I slipped my hand up his polo to feel those stong, taught ab muscles. "Jesus" I thought "this boy is going to get so fucked" We made out for a long time, building his trust, elevating the boy's hormones - getting that consuming, teenage testosterone pumping through his veins. We'd moved to the floor and I'd managed to pull his pants and briefs down to expose that round little jock-butt. As we moaned into each other I began pushing the boy's boundaries - literally, maneuvering myself behind him as he squatted on all fours. "Time to show you what your anus can really do" I thought as I spat on my index finger and, finding his virgin tight boy hole, began pushing in. He started to squirm away from me but, I held his legs fast under mine and kept my finger pressing against his sphincter. A bit more saliva and my finger pushed past the tight walls of his outer ring, feeling it pulse and contract around my knuckle. The boy was going to be a tight ride, that was for sure (at least, at first anyway) and, as I massaged the lining of his cunt I couldn't help but loose myself in the silk lining of that glorious little boy-pussy, probing it with my finger like I was making love to that tight hole. It was almost too good; whole minutes passed before I realised I still had work to do - this boy wasn't nearly ready to become the cumdump he was made to be; in one move I whipped my finger out of his puckering hole. "That good baby boy?" I said, as his ass closed tight behind me. "Fuck yeah" he responded, "never knew it could feel that good" "It's going to get so much better" I whispered in his ear, resting my cockhead against his perfect butt as I bit his neck and ear. I felt him tense up as my cock rested against his hole: I loved the electricity that seemed to dance over his skin with the thrill of doing something 'forbidden', his breathing deep, shallow, masculine. "You thinking about getting fucked there boy?" He bit his lip and, I could tell he was still conflicted. "We totally don't have too" I said, teasing his hole with the tip of my finger. "Don't even worry, we can just fool around" I assured, picturing that perfect pink hole stretched about my hairy arm as I massaged some random, anonymous cum into the walls of his teenage, partied-out, boy-hole. "Yeah, maybe..Do you mind? Maybe we could just fool around a bit" he said, as I gently pushed my digit back into him. "...Besides" he moaned as I finger fucked him. "Jake will be home soon" My eyes darted to the clock on the wall above the chair... "8:45pm...15 minutes...Jake better be here then" I thought, as I worked that boy's hole over. There was going to come a point when I'd simply end up raping Tanner without some good ol'fashioned chemical lovin. I pulled my finger out of him and replaced it with my tongue: feeling him contract even more against the new experience: his clothed jock-body shivering in front of me as his outer ring quivered and expanded as my tongue probed deeper.

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 had an appointment near downtown today. The freeway traffic was lighter than expected and I arrived in the area of my meeting about 40 minutes early. So, I swung by the adult bookstore nearby. The lot was full and I had to circle the block before a parking stall became available. It was 1pm on a Monday. This is usually a good time for sucking str8 guys. During the lunch break hours, this place tends to fill up with str8, married guys looking for a quick bj before heading back to work. I entered the arcade to see that most of the booths had the red lights on, indicating someone was inside, watching a film. I tried a few doors. Found one unlocked and entered to find a rather nerdy looking guy in his mid 30's. He was wearing dark slacks and a white dress shirt and wearing thick, black glasses. He had his dick out and was jacking off to a str8 flick. I locked the door and dropped to my knees. He let out an audible moan as I closed my lips around his cock and began to suck. His cock was a rock hard, 6 incher. Thick and uncut. I sucked and chewed on his foreskin as he stroked the back of my head. I softly massaged his hairy balls as I sucked. I could tell from his breathing and soft grunts that he was going to be a quick cummer. Sure enough, I moved my finger from his balls and found his asshole. I didn't press in, but just gently rubbed his puckered asshole. That put him over the edge. His groaning turned louder and he let out a yelp. "Oh, FUCK!!!" He grunted as he unloaded his cum into my mouth. In typical str8 guy fashion, the moment he came, he pushed me back, he stood and pulled some tissues from the dispenser on the wall. He wiped his cock and stepped into his pants. Pulling them up. He was out the door before I stood and wiped my mouth with a tissue. I exited the booth and began to try doorknobs again. I found another booth with an unlocked door. Inside I found a guy in his late 60's. He looked a lot like the grandpa that lives next door to me. I wasn't particularly turned on by him, until I saw the big, hard dick he had in his hands. I locked the door and assumed my usual position on my knees, between his legs. His cock was cut and at least 7 inches. Fairly thick with a big mushroom cockhead. This guy was silent as I began to suck. He never did make a sound or a moan. But, his cock was rock hard, so I knew he was enjoying my mouth. About 10 minutes of sucking brought his cum in my mouth. It wasn't a big load, like the earlier guy. But it was sweet and I always enjoy knowing I've gotten a str8 guy off. I thanked him for his load, but got no response as I straightened my hair and left his booth. I checked my watch. I had 10 more minutes before I had to absolutely leave to make it to my appointment on time. As I was debating if I should go or stay for a bit, a short, buff, scruffy looking guy in his late 20's or early 30's came into the arcade. He was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt covered in paint splatters covering them. His messed up dirty blonde hair also had splattered paint all over it. He looked like the blue collar, scruffy, bad boys that I love to get off. We were walking toward each other, but he didn't seem to look at me at all. He quickly found an empty booth with a green light. He went into the booth, closed the door. I didn't hear him flip the door lock, so it probably meant he was up to get sucked off. I waited until he had started a film and the light turned to red. I gave him a few moments to get settled and horny, then tried his door knob. Sure enough, it was unlocked. He was leaning against the wall, rubbing his crotch. He never looked at me, but kept his eyes glued to the fake titted bimbo that was screaming in fake ecstasy as a tall, muscular black guy is pounding her with his bbc. I walked over to him and began to feel his bulge. He moved his hand and let me rub his already hard cock through his dirty jeans. I dropped to my knees and unbuttoned his waistband and fly. I pulled his tight jeans down and put my mouth over his rock hard cock inside his white briefs that had the faint smell of piss. Then I pulled his briefs down and wrapped my lips around his smallish 5 inch, slender, cut cock. I love sucking smallish cocks as much as monster cocks. I love being able to work both my lips and my throat on a guys throbbing cock. He must have been super horny because he literally was cumming down my throat in 3 minutes. I milked his cock with the back of my throat as he unloaded in me. He was silent, but his body was convulsing and shaking as he came in me. By now, I had to get going. I quickly pulled myself together, left the store and drove to my appointment. Arriving right on time. It was so nice to be back in the arcade, taking load after load of str8 cum.

I have to admit i have a fetish for small cocks, especially for big chubs or huge muscle guys. My other related thing is that i want to service bottoms who are freshly fucked and make them cum. There is something fun about paying attention to dicks that are normally neglected because either they are bottoms or because they are small because let's face it, most of us are size queens. Love to talk dirty about their little dick clit while doing it too.

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What are your experiences with ATM at bathhouses? Especially ATM when it isn't from your ass. To be honest, I love fucking a random hole or two, walking around, and then have a guy suck me. It gets me off knowing that the guy blowing me has no idea he's filling his mouth with a combination of lube, cum, ass juices, and maybe a little shit from another guy's hole. I've noticed people are pretty open to this in steamroom orgies. Hard to avoid ATM when cocks are going from hole to hole and mouth to mouth.

1. The Pary I slipped back into the booth setting my beer down on the round table as I did so and nodded to the booth’s other occupant. I had never been too keen on gay bars but it was my roommate’s birthday so he had gotten to pick the bar. It was still early in the night, the bar was still quiet, a person could actually hear himself speak, and so far only one of my roommate’s other friends had shown up. Austin, my roommate had gone off to the bathroom while I went to the bar to grab myself another beer, which now left me alone with his friend Rick. Rick was a bit older then I was maybe twenty-six, or twenty-seven, to my twenty-four. He was tall and powerfully built, with broad shoulders and thick muscular arms. His strong square pecs were clearly visible through his black v-neck t-shirt, and this thick growth of dark black hair sprouted up around the base of his neck. He was just the sort of guy that I normally go for, a total man’s man, if there was such a thing any more. I myself was a little shorter then he, with sandy blond hair, and a tight runner’s body that I worked hard to maintain. Around my sophomore year of college I had started to get a bit hairy, and now a year after graduation I was quite proud of the broad swath of light brown hair that grew across my chest and stomach; however I was now where near as hairy as Rick promised to be. “How long have you known Austin,” Rick said, in a deep voice, shifting round the booth a bit to get closer to me. “We met freshmen year of college, we lived across the hall from each other actually.” “And now you’re roommates? Or something more?” “No, just roommates. There’s never been anything like that between us,” I said truthfully. Austin and I had become friends living in the dorms at Northwestern and then roommates when we both moved off campus our junior years. It had seemed logical after graduation when we both got jobs in Chicago to continue the arrangement and get a place together in the city. Our two-bedroom Wrigleyville apartment was small and a bit cramped but we had found a place in a pretty good part of the neighborhood and sometimes the sun even shown through my window in the morning. “What about you,” I asked, “how do you know Austin?” “I met him a year ago, just after he moved to the city…well actually, right here,” he gestured to the bar around him, “been fucking the shit out of him since.” I was a little taken aback and just blinked at Rick. I had never really been comfortable discussing my own sex life, and I was most certainly uncomfortable discussing my roommate and best friend’s sex life. “Excuse me,” I stammered. “Yeah, I’ve probably wrecked that boy’s hot ass once a week sense we met. Except for when he plows me with that donkey dick of his.” The way that he said that sounded like he assumed that I had first hand experience with Austin’s donkey dick. Just then Austin came back followed by two girls and a couple more guys. The night suddenly took off from there, drinks were ordered all around and many shots started appearing at the table. Eventually the bar filled up and everyone ended up on the writhing mess that made up the dance floor. Austin, having drank more then his skinny little twink frame could handle, and possibly more then I had ever seen him drink before, had lost all of his inhibitions and was grinding his ass unapologetically on Rick’s crotch. Amongst the mess of sweaty gyrating bodies I was the only one who noticed the pair. My gaze was drawn to them as I watched my normally quiet and demure roommate grind his ass hungrily onto this big hulk of a man’s crotch. More drinks were had, and more dancing, Austin kept pace but was fading fast. As it drew close to closing time he had devolved into a sweaty, sloppy, drunken mess. When the lights came on and the bar started to clear out, I scooped Austin up from the booth he had half sat half fallen into for the past ten minutes and started to guide him towards the door. Several of his friends asked if I needed help with him, I assured them I was fine and started to steer him towards home. Just as I got to the corner and started to push Austin towards the L station, Rick caught up with us and slipped Austin’s other arm around his shoulder taking some of the, what was quickly becoming, dead weight that was my roommate. “Looked like you could use a hand,” he remarked. Again I assured him that I was fine, but Rick wasn’t taking no for an answer. He helped me get Austin onto the train, rode the two stops to our apartment and then helped me shove him up the steps to our door. Once we had pored him into his bed, rolled him onto his side, stuffed a pillow under his head, and closed the door, Rick finally broke the silence that had fallen between us. “You’re a good friend, taking care of him like that.” “Thanks,” I said, “and thanks for your help. He would have been a lot to handle on my own once he passed out on the train.” “No problem,” he smiled a broad toothy smile. “Do you want a glass of water or something?” I asked. “Yeah that would be great, those damn clubs are always so hot. I’m always so sweaty and hot afterwards.” I laughed and turned to the little kitchen area just off the living room. I filled two glasses of water from the pitcher in the fridge and turned back to face Rick. He had pulled off his black v-neck shirt and now stood bare chested facing me. His broad square pecs looked even more impressive then I had guessed they would through his shirt. Covered in a thick dark forest of hair they each sported a warm pink nipple the left one adorned with a single silver bar through it. He didn’t have a six pack but rather the single broad powerful patch of muscle that came from manual labor not a gym. A deep v of muscle framed the dense, dark, almost black, treasure trail that vanished into his low slung dark jeans. My cock twitched. His skin still glistened with sweat slightly. I felt my mouth go a little dry. He smiled that big toothy grin at me again. I handed him the water silently, his fingers brushing against mine as he took the water. “Too bad Austin got so drunk tonight,” he said the smile faltering a little. “Why is that,” I asked. “Well I’ve been saving up this birthday present for him all week,” he said, something new creeping into his sparkling brown eyes, “but I guess I’ll just have to give it to someone else.” “Could always wait till tomorrow,” I laughed, feeling a little nervous now. “Can’t wait that long, I’ve been saving this up all week, it’s now or never,” he took a step closer and as I leaned back to keep the distance between us equal I felt the kitchen counter firm behind my back. I laughed nervously again, as he stepped just a little bit closer. “So what is this present that Austin’s going to miss out on now,” I asked, guessing that I probably already knew the answer. “What do you think it is?” he asked, the hand not holding his glass of water now drifting to his crotch. “Dunno,” I said quietly trying to keep my eyes on his face. “A big hot six day load from my big, fat, beer can cock shot right up your roommate's cunt," he answered in a whisper. He was now only a foot away from me, and I heard him set his glass down on the counter with a clink. “But,” he continued, leaning in a little bit more his mouth getting closer to mine, “I guess I could always find some slut on Grindr to give it too. Unless,” he paused, his mouth now only an inch from mine, “There was a hot bottom boy right in front of me I could give this gift to.” With that he finally closed the gap, his mouth pressing hard to mine. I resisted for a moment, but when the hand that had been holding his water came to rest on the small of my back pulling me tight to his hairy slightly sweaty body, I melted. My lips parted and I let his tongue slip into my mouth, wrestling with my own. His hands slid over my body, slipping under my shirt, running up and down my back. He broke the kiss only to quickly pull my shirt off over my head. With my shirt now gone his hands slid down my back till the rested on my ass. He kneaded at the meaty flesh, and pulled away to say, “Damn you’ve got a hot ass. How the hell has Austin been able to resist this for so long?” “I always thought Austin was, like me, a total bottom,” I replied, a bit breathlessly. “With a cock like his that would be a fucking crime. Now get on your knees and get my cock out. I wanna see it down your throat before I stuff it up your ass.” He spun us around so that he was now the one with his back against the counter and I immediately fell to my knees. Normally I am not a hook up sort of person, but Rick was so fucking hot, between his amazing body, the slight stench of sweat that clung to him, his brick demanding manor, and the considerable amount of beer I had had I never once thought of saying no to him. I fumbled for a moment with his button fly but soon had his pants around his ankles. He wore no underwear, so I was face to face with Rick’s self proclaimed “big, fat, beer can cock.” He had not been exaggerating. It was like being face to face with a flesh colored can of Guinness. The massive, heavily veined, organ sprouted from a dense patch of black pubes and sported two almost absurdly low hanging swollen balls beneath it. Without being told to I stretched my mouth widely and too the bulbous mushroom head in my mouth. I worked as much as I could into my mouth, slobbering all over the shaft as I did so. I put my hands on his strong hips trying to pull myself forward. His hands soon came to rest of the back of my head pressing me into him, forcing more of his cock down my throat. Precum began to ooze from his cock, filling my mouth, and dripping out the corners of my lips along with my own spit and he started to face-fuck me. Rick groaned in pleasure as my throat worked his cock, and my own cock strained against my pants. Though I never would admit it I loved rough sex, I loved being used, and this big hunk of a man was doing just that. After I don’t know how long, he stopped and pulled his cock from my mouth. He dragged me to my feet and kissed me before saying, “Strip.” I shucked the last of my clothing, and stood naked before him, my own modest six and a half inch cock shinny with precum. He kissed me again and then said something that surprised me, “Sit on my face, I wanna work your hole open before I fill you with my fat cock.” I stepped back and he lay down on the floor right out side of the door to where Austin slept. At this point I didn’t care and as soon as he was down I knelt down over him putting my ass right on his face. As his tongue found my hole I bent forward and did my best to swallow his cock again. Rick clearly took pleasure from eating ass and as his tongue danced around my hole I felt myself opening up to him, my sphincter relaxing far quicker then it normally did. Relaxing my hole wasn’t enough for him and he pressed his tongue into me, occasionally slipping a finger in too. I was moaning around his cock, groaning desperately as waves of pleasure crashed over me. It was a good thing that Austin was completely passed out cause there was no way he would have slept through my desperate whimperings and moanings of pleasure as Rick lapped at my hole. Finally I couldn’t take any more of it and I pulled my mouth off of his cock, quickly turning around so that I was now straddling his hips. I kissed him hard on the mouth, rocking my hips back and forth I felt his spit-slicked cock sliding up and down my equally slick crack. When I had spun around I had intended to get him into my room, into my bed, quickly get a condom on his cock and stuff his fat tool deep inside of me, but when I felt his mushroom head make contact with my well loosened hole, I did something that I never do out of a relationship. I pressed back with my hips, pushing my ass onto his cock, Rick locked eyes with me and shifted his pelvis forward a little bit. The head of his cock began to work its way inside of me, stretching me wider and wider as it entered. The thought of stopping seemed impossible, plus he had basically told me that he was going to be dumping a load in Austin tonight, and Austin would mess around with someone who wasn’t safe. I moaned loudly, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as his cock sank deeper and deeper into me. When I finally felt his pubes on my taint I felt more full then I had ever before. Rick smiled that same toothy smile and started to rock his hips, fucking his cock into me slowly as I got use to the size of his cock. I felt like he was pulling my intestines out with his cock each time he retreated and punching them back in again with each inward thrust. He pulled me to him and started to kiss me deeply again. Somehow he managed to flip us both over, his arms tight around me, his cock never leaving my hole, so that I was now on my back and he was between my wide spread legs. The gentle fucking was over now. Rick from his new position shifted my legs to his shoulders and left forward essentially bending me in half, and then began to hammer away at my hole. This was how I loved to be fucked, on my back like a whore, taking cock deep and hard. Rick seemed to understand that without my having to explain it to him. He whispered “I’m gonna wreck your hole boy and then give you my gift. You want it boy?” “Yes,” I panted, sweat springing up on my face, “Give me Austin’s birthday present.” He completed my hole, telling me how it fit his fat cock like a warm glove. I could feel myself becoming loose around him, and I squeezed my ass tighter working his cock with my sphincter. I honestly have no idea how long he fucked me on the floor that night, all that I knew is that when he finally growled, “Here comes your present slut,” I had become sweaty, sloppy, mess, begging Rick to use my hole. Rick slammed into me one last time, bottoming out completely and causing me to yelp, as he said, “Take my fucking load bitch!” I felt his cock twitching in my hole and I knew that he was flooding me with six days worth of built-up cum. I moaned and felt my own cock twitch as I shot a load all over my self without even touching my cock. We stayed like that for a long moment, laying there with his cock still buried deep in my now cum filled hole, in a sweaty heap, before finally Rick said, “Damn, you’ve got a better ass even then Austin. I’m gonna have to start breeding your hole regularly.” I laughed, “Why don’t we go crash in my bed for a while. If you’re up for it in the morning we can go for round two.” “Sure thing,” he flashed that toothy grin again and pulled his cock slowly from my hole. I clenched tight as he withdrew trying to keep the massive amount of cum he had shot inside me. I mostly succeeded and I showed him to my room with just a thin trickle of cum running down my leg. Rick walked closely behind me, kissing my neck as we walked, his cock quickly rising to full mast again. By the time we got to the bed he had slipped his cock back into me and was slow fucking my wrecked hole. We did sleep that night but not much, by the time we passed out around seven in the morning I had two more loads in my ass. Together we fell asleep in my bed, Rick’s cock just inches from my well-used hole, the door to my room left wide open in our drunken horniness.

i am a gym rat so I hate hair, (except on my head) shaved clean and smooth . That’s how i like to present myself . Also when the bruises cum they show better .

Definitely wish i was him! Would love to be opened up by a nice thick cock.

I wanted to play Russian roulette where only 1 of the breeders had fertile cum but I didn't know who until the big day. Daddy looked for big cocks online for me. All his friends had the hots for me and were in poly relationships so offered to breed me next. Each cock felt the same and intense inside my pussy it was electric the orgasms I was having. I couldn't contain my excitement over who the daddy would be but this was going to be a diferent kind of surprise. My great uncle wanted to help me give birth as I was so huge and baby wouldn't move. I'd had a scan with a portable ultrasound my midwifery sister had bought ages ago. But no one showed me the scan photos I didn't want to see them. Baby arrived and he was mixed race, it had to be the Jamaican guy id had last year. He couldn't get enough of me as I stayed so wet. But my great uncle still wanted more sex do we carried on then another baby then a third. Turns out all 3 of them were fertile but they hadn't realised. What a great party to end the year.

What a wonderful way to be introduced to the cum craving bareback pig inside you. My cock is leaking and my cunt is twitching hungrily dreaming of your next chapter. I thank my lucky stars for writers like you on BZ. Thanks slut

My heart sank about a third of the way through this chapter... Every thread tied ( well with the exception of Joshua)... Hopefully there will be a final reprise. Well it goes without saying that I loved it !😀

I always got turned on by man stink. Male sweat, their ripe odour are just full of pheromones turning me into even more of a pig Back in school I always had to be careful when we were in the locker rooms because teen boys can be quite the pigs and I always had to hide a boner when I oogled the hottest guys there and smelling them In a locker room it's the combination of warmth, the sweat of the gym clothes and crotches and armpits combined that just makes it a unique experience

Frazer was walking in a countryside park when he encountered a group of naked men fucking each other. Instead of being horrified, the sight of this activity turned him on. After a short while watching them, he got his cock out and started to wank it, so turned on was he. This brought a newcomer to his attention, who came over to him and started wanking Frazer's cock himself. Before Frazer knew what was happening he'd got his pants and underwear off him and had undressed fully himself. He wanted to fuck him bare, but Frazer would have nothing of it and made him use a condom. It hurt as the man thrust his cock up his virgin arse. When another man passed by to watch the scene, the man who was fucking Frazer encouraged Frazer to fuck this other man whilst being fucked by him. After a condom was rolled on Frazer's dick, he proceeded to shaft this new guy whilst still being fucked by the first! Frazer continued visiting the site always insisting on condoms until one day he arrived well lubricated. Indeed his state of inebriation may have contributed to his visiting the park. As he approached the area, his saw a black with a large cock beckoning him over. After some sucking he was ready for more action. He turned Frazer round and with not much ceremony shoved his bare cock up him. Frazer was too drunk to care and enjoyed the thrill of the fuck, but still had sufficient willpower to stop the fuck before it had gotten too far. Frazer was both attracted and appalled by barebacking. He refrained on other occasions, but started watching bareback porn, which encouraged him to experiment further. On a visit to the cruising site, he bumped into the man he had fucked those many months before when he had started coming to the park. After a lot of foreplay, the man turned round to be fucked, Frazer got out his lube and his condom as normal. But the temptation was too great for him and he squirted the lube on his bare cock before thrusting it into him. This really turned him on and he came inside the man. The man turned in delight rather than anger when he realised he'd been barebacked. This lead to many other such sessions. Frazer then started to visit men's saunas. He soon discovered how amazing darkrooms were. He was very popular there because of his well endowed cock. Some older trolls would trap him in a corner and force themselves on his bare erection. He also discovered after having exploded into someone who was riding on top of him that not everyone was able to notice when someone had come inside them. But he still avoided being fucked bare. This changed one visit as he was passing by one of the open booths as he spied a young man playing with his magnificent cock. He went over to him and started to work on his great cock with his mouth to reach its full manhood. Then with lust in his eyes, he decided he needed that cock inside him and went to straddle it. With much coaching, help with positioning by the young man and the lube in his possession, Frazer managed to great this large dick up him. Frazer started to ride him, knowing that everyone who passed by could see that they were barebacking. He raised himself up on the cock as far as he could go and then plunged himself down again. This really turned him on. It must also have turned the young man on, because before he knew what was happening, the young man was urging him to pull off as he looked down on the still engorged cock that it was oozing cum. Frazer had had his first load and he really enjoyed it. Frazer craved more and when he next visited the sauna, he went straight to the darkroom, which was heaving with bodies and perched himself up on a bench with his arse out to receive loads. He wasn't disappointed as many of the occupants took turns to load him with their spunk. He was particularly turned on by the feeling of being fucked raw and the cum that trickled out of him after the loading. Even when he got home, a great gush of cum emptied into his pants. Having experienced this, he wanted it again and again. He tried to visit more often to get that same exhilarating feeling of being barebacked. As yet another cock exploded in his mouth and he moved onto another accommodating cock that he wantonly rode with abandon. Frazer realised that he had moved from being a condom user only to being a cumdump as the man, who was fucking him, infected him with a release of his toxic load right up Frazer's arse.

So fuckin hot man. Can't wait for Tyler to take his 1st toxic load. I anticipate he and Chris will take many before your beautiful pig mind is done with this story. Question is, will they share their gifts being good Christian boys?

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.

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."

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

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Part 4 As I rolled off of him and collapsed in sweaty satisfaction, Colt grabbed his camera and started snapping pics of me. "Dude." I said. "Come on. I look like shit." "Naw man, you look beautiful. Like the sexy slut you are. Come on baby, pose for me. Roll over and let me see that sexy ass. Oh yea, now stick it up, arch your back, show me that sweet ass. Now spread your cheeks and let me see your pussy. Oh baby, that's so hot!" I was still so high and under Colt's spell, that I did everything he told me to. I posed for him in every slutty position he wanted me in. After about 10 minutes he stopped taking pics and was typing something on his phone. The sun was up by now, but neither one of us could sleep. We were too wired. Instead, we snuggled together on the bed. Colt opened his laptop and we started viewing some of the shows he had done. In everyone he was very obviously fucked up, and I watched him hit the pipe and the brown bottle many times as well as snort lines, including one off the large black dick of Dante. In one of the videos he had a needle stuck in his arm by another guy, a real muscular guy, but I couldn't see his face because he had a spandex hood on with only eye holes visible. I watched as he released the band from Colt's arm, and Colt raised his arm in the air, quickly followed by him coughing and doing some real deep breaths, fully expanding his strong chest. He laid back on the bed and ran his hands all over his body, playing with his nips and squeezing his cock through his jockstrap as he panted, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," over and over again. Then I noticed another man in the video, also very muscular and also with a spandex hood on. The two guys tied off each others arms, stuck the needles into each other and soon had their hands in the air and coughing too. "Are you ready slut?" Asked the first guy. "Oh God yes!" Replied Colt. "Show them your pussy bitch!" The man ordered Colt. He turned his ass to the camera and spread his cheeks, exposing his brown hole. "Now look over your shoulder and look into the camera. Tell them what you want. Tell them you want your faggot jock pussy fucked hard! Beg for it you pathetic cumdump whore!" "Please!" Whined Colt. "I need it so bad. I need my hungry jock pussy to be fucked! PLEASE! Oh God, stick your cock in me. Use my jock hole, use my pathetic faggot cumdump jock hole, PLEASE! I need it!" The guy moved onto the bed and moved Colt so he was sideways to the camera on his hands and knees, his big muscular body on display. He lined up his cock, which was probably a good 8 inches, to Colt's ass. The other guy grabbed Colt's hair and turned his face to the camera, sticking a brown bottle under his nose. Colt took some deep breaths. "What's your name slut?" He demanded. "Colt." The man raised his hand and smacked Colt hard across his face. "Your full name, you stupid jock bitch." " Colton Sawyer Cooper!" He exclaimed as he continued to hit the bottle. "How old are you?" "18!" "And what do you want?" "Cocks! I want cocks in my holes filling me with their cum!" With that, the man at Colt's ass grabbed his hips and slammed himself into Colt's asshole. Colt's face grimaced at first before a pleasurable smile crossed it. "Oh yea, that's it! Gimme that big cock! Fuck my jock pussy!" The man at his head stuck a fat 7" cock into Colts mouth and started fucking his face. The two masked men spit roasted Colt as hard as they could. The fucking continued for at least two hours as the two men would trade places back and forth and use Colt in every position they could. We didn't watch every second of it, we fast forwarded a bit, but we watched most of it. One of my favourite shows of his involved what I learned was called Bukake. Colt was on his knees with his hands cuffed to his ankles behind his back. He also had a leather collar with a leash. 20 men surrounded him ranging in age from young to old with all kinds of different bodies, and every man wore a Zorro like mask. The men would use the leash to yank Colt toward their cocks, and he would eagerly devour each one. A metal spreader was placed in Colt's mouth and stretched wide. Someone took a wrapped up bandana and poured poppers on it, then placed it across Colt's nostrils, tying it behind his head. Then they really started to mouth rape him. They would grab his hair and slam their cocks down his throat. I could see Colt's throat expand every time one of those cocks was rammed down it. Every so often one of the guys would yank Colt's head back and pour some fresh poppers on the bandana before another cock was jammed down his throat. Colt became noticeably disoriented. His half closed eyes looked crossed and he couldn't hold his head up by himself. The men would hold it up by his hair as his throat was raped nonstop. The second they let go, his head would flop down, only to be yanked back up again. This lasted for 45 minutes before the metal stretcher was removed from Colt's mouth. His head was pushed back and he was only being supported by the collar around his neck. He tried to form words, but only gibberish came out. Then, the men started cumming as they jerked off around the helpless jock. Even as fucked up as he was, when the first man started shooting, Colt instinctively opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. The man aimed his first shot right into Colt's mouth before coating his face with the rest. Man after man followed suit, shooting first in Colt's mouth, then all over his face. Soon Colt's entire face was coated in cum. It was all over his hair and ran down his neck and dripped onto his chest. When the last man came all over Colt, the man holding the leash let go and Colt collapsed, falling back onto the floor. The camera then moved in closer and someone had dropped another sign on to the floor giving Colt's full name, his phone number and his age. The camera didn't move as it got a clear shot of his information in the same frame as his fucked up cum covered face. Oh man was my dick hard! Then the doorbell rang. I looked at the clock and it was now 2:00. Time flies when your high. I watched as Colt jumped out of the bed and walked to the door, and as his magnificent ass left the room, my brain didn't register that he was still buck naked. He returned a couple minutes later with two equally naked guys, and both equally hot. One was a redhead with whiter than white skin, and the other was a brunette with a deep dark tan. Both were built like a brick shit house. I grabbed the covers and pulled them over myself. The red head laughed. "You said he might be a bit shy." "Austin," said Colt, "these are buddies of mine. Ron (the redhead raised his hand) and Billy (who also gave a little wave). You might recognize them from the show with the two masked guys." I totally recognized their bodies now, and actually looked at their cocks, which were impressive even soft. "And why are they here?" I inquired. Colt sat down next to me. He put his arm around me and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. "They're here to have some fun with us baby." He whispered in my ear. I saw Billy open a case that he had been carrying and pull out a few syringes. "I told them I had a brand new cock slut, and they wanted to come help break you in." "I, I don't know Colt." I said. "Come on baby." Colt cooed into my ear. "You said you would do anything for me. You said you were my little cock slut. I want this baby. Do it for your brother." As he was saying those words into my ear, I was falling further under his spell. I tried one more time to object as Billy was wrapping a band around my bicep. "Sshhhhh." Colt whispered in my ear as he put a finger up to my lips, silencing me. "Just do it baby. I love you so much, do it for me." He put his hand on my hard cock, and I knew I was lost in him. I felt the cool alcohol rub on my arm as Colt kissed me. Then I felt a slight prick, and a few seconds later, Billy was removing the band. He raised up my arm and then, BAM! It hit me like a bull at the rodeo. I fell back onto the bed as I coughed a few times, my ears ringing. Then I took some deep breaths as I felt a rush like no other fly through my body. "That's a good boy." Colt whispered as he rubbed my chest. "Just do what your brother tells you." My chest burned where he touched me as I watched Ron and Billy remove bands from their arms. Then they too coughed a bit then climbed on the bed. I felt hands all over me as lips touched mine. Lips that were not Colt's. I opened my mouth and a new tongue entered it as I felt like I was floating off into space. After what seemed like forever, the hands and lips pulled off me and I was being rolled over. "Hands and knees, slut!" I heard Ron order me as he pulled my hips up. I moved into position and almost immediately felt a cock sliding into my ass. I groaned as I felt his pubes rub against my tender hole. Then he held onto my hips and started fucking me. I looked over and saw Colt sitting in a chair, stroking his cock as he watched. "Oh yea!" He said. "Fuck that bitch! Pound that little sluts hole. Oh baby, you're gonna get fucked so much today. These guys can fuck for hours. And you're gonna take it all. Come on whore, arch your back. Stick your ass out. Show these guys how much you want their cocks!" I did as he told me and something inside me was unleashed. "Fuck yea!" I hollered. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Come on, give me your cock. I want you to fuck me like the bitch I am!" I could see Colt smile and I knew I was pleasing him, and that made me happy. He didn't lie, these guys could fuck for hours. For three hours, non stop, these two guys pounded my hole, in every imaginable position. Colt just watched the whole time, hitting the pipe occasionally and feeding me poppers. Sometimes he would let me take a couple of hits off the pipe as my cunt was drilled mercilessly. "Oh yea you little meth whore." He would say. "Suck on that pipe slut. Suck on it like the whore you are while your pussy gets pounded and filled with cum!" At one point, he held my head in his lap as he covered my nose and mouth with a popper soaked rag. I passed out a couple of different times, only to regain conciousness and see the guys had switched who was fucking me. And boy did I get filled with cum! 4 loads before the guys finally finished with me. After Colt let them out, he came back to where I was laying, too fucked out to even move. Despite still being high as fuck, my ass was sore, and as Colt raised up my legs, I let out a feeble objection. "Shut up slut!" He demanded. "You're gonna take my cock bitch. Your slutty little meth hole isn't done yet!" I moaned as his fat cock stretched my sore hole, but he didn't stop until he was buried in me. "Your sloppy cunt feels so good all loose and wet with 4 loads in it! You were a very good boy today. I'm very proud of you." He praised me. And as he did, what little pain I was feeling in my ass went away, and it was replaced with a hunger for more pounding. Pounding from the man I loved. "Fuck yea Colt!" I cried out. "Fuck my hole! Fuck my slutty little meth hole!" Colt fucked me with all his might as he verbally degraded me and I begged for more of it. He spit on my face and slapped me while he called me a whore, a slut, a worthless cumdump, a little faggot meth bitch. And I loved it! Finally, after another half hour of his hard fucking he finally said, "Oh yea baby, here it comes! Here comes another load in your nasty little fuckhole! Take it bitch! Take your brothers load!" "Fuck yea!" I shouted as he buried himself in me and I felt his enormous cock throb. "Gimmie that load! Fucking breed my faggot meth whore cunt!" As I said those words, my cock also shot off and I grabbed Colt and held him tight as the orgasm rocked my body. He collapsed onto me breathing hard as I held him tight, never wanting to let go. "God damn, I love you, you son of a bitch!" I whispered into his ear. He just laughed as he kissed me deeply.

Met a Bi guy a few times. He is married but says he wants out. Mentioned that he wanted to try raw, however in the 2 occasions we have met, he has reached for condoms. Messaged on Saturday to say he wanted to fuck me, promised that if he left her, he would come see me.. I reminded him about raw. He messages me an hour later. Wanted me to ring him, gave me his number, that is a first. He has left her, wants to come round. Point is, I am having dental work done, cannot really give a BJ, there is wet laundry upstairs, to be honest I am not in the mood. But he has left her and wants to come round. An Englishman word is his bond, so I say Ok. He will be there in 30 mins. No time to douche, just tidy up and shower. Pissing down with rain and he turns up. Good, he is keen. He has a nice dic, and sure enough he goes in raw. He loves it, surprised how smooth and warm it is in my guts. As a fuck, I have had better, but I am the first guy he has bred (and I know I am), that was hot. We chat a bit after, have a cup of tea and then he says he better be going and gets the night bus. Was glad about that, may like him, but didn't want to spend the night. All done in 90 mins, Now that is the best way I have spent the extra hour when the clocks go back.

Chapter 5: Dibs on Dad's Ass (Sorry, this is a short chapter as it is kind of a wrap up for the end of chapter 4) Matt and I lay on our backs, still connected by the rubber monster-cock double header, Jason still impaled on his brothers massive dick. All three of us slick with sweat and chempiss and breathing heavily as Matt started to slowly gyrate his hips again, using his ass to fuck me while his thick cock began to slowly move in and out of Jason's hot ass again. It doesn't take long for him to pick up his pace as he puts a hand on each of Jason's hips as he begins to thrust harder and bounce his older “little” brother off hips, and while I am fucking LOVING the sight, my eyes keep rolling back in my head as the dildo I am sharing with Matt is REALLY grinding against my prostate. “FUCK YES, FUCK ME BRO” Jason yells as he raises on arm and does an impression of riding an electric bull. Loud wet sounds of skin slapping skin echo in the room as Jason bounces back to meet Matt's thrusts into his slick wet hole. Small amounts of Matt's piss leak out when he pulls back and it splashes over the rest of us as he drives back into Jason's eager man-cunt. The smells of our wet sex filling the air only adding to the buzz from all the chems my boys have fucked into me. I am swimming in sensation overload as Matt grunts, “god damn, I'm getting close bro... Hop off, I wanna bust in Dad” Jason's face flashed a wicked smile as he slowly stood up, His brothers hard cock slowly inching out of his hole until it came out with a wet plop and slapped against Matt's washboard abs and the remaining chempiss poured out over the two of us still on our backs. As the hot wet torrent let up, he finished standing, and turned around, squatting over my face and eager tongue. Jason's ass was fully gaped, the red and swollen lips futility trying to close as I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him down to my eager mouth. I was eagerly eating his Jason's hole as Matt pulled away from me. No idea who the dildo came out of first or last, but I was only just feeling the “cool” air breezing into my gaping fuck hole before I felt my youngest son's massive cock head pressing against my hole. Fortunately both it and I were still fully lubed as Matt quickly drove his dick into me. He only paused to enjoy the warmth for a second before he began to fuck me with a pace similar to what he had been using on Jason. I tried to let out loud moans of Ecstasy, but I was fully muffled by Jason's perfect muscle ass straddling my face. “AW FUCK YEAH, breed him bro!” Jason yelled as he held my legs up to make it easier for his Matt to plow into me at full force. The room filled with a mix of grunts, squishing, sloshing, and slapping sounds as Matt jackhammered into me. Any pretense of “form” was missing as he was gripping onto me and thrusting with animalistic need as his guttural breathing picked up to a crescendo which he punctuated with primal scream before he collapsed forward against me face planting against his brothers crotch as his entire body seized and convulsed with each volley of toxic cum that his massive cock spit into the torn and stretched deep inner walls of my anal cavity. As Matt's breathing returned to normal, he softly said, “I love pozzing your hole dad” before pulling his somewhat deflated but still half hard cock from my abused ass. The air rushing into the vacancy his cock left in me causing me to let out a longing whimper into Jason's rock hard ass, before Jason jokingly said “Dibs on Dad's ass!” as he stood up, allowing me to begin to catch my ass for a second, before Jason grabbed one of my arms and legs and proceeded to flip me like a pancake (I love how strong he is) before driving his rock hard cock balls deep in a single thrust. “Damn Matt, you destroyed this hole, see if Dad has any normal guy dick sized dildos” Jason said as he ling dicked my hole...”Duffel bag under the coffee table” I blurt out between whimpering pleas to “please fuck me son” Matt quickly leaves and comes back carrying his phone and my literal bag of dicks. He digs around in the bag quickly before handing a 8x6 dildo with balls to his brother as he sits on the edge of the bed and begins mindlessly worshiping the screen of his phone. Jason takes the dildo from his brother and pulls out of me far enough the he is able to get it between us and press it against my hole. “OK, fuck that's a lot” I say as I wince because he pushes the toy into me alongside his already thick cock, “Yeah it is” Jason happily says, as he begins to push both his and the fake dick into me. The sensation overload sending me flying as Jason slowly double fucks his brothers highly toxic load into my torn up hole.. “You called dibs, and here you are riding shotgun” Matt laughed as he continued fingering his screen Matt's comment was lost on Jason and I as we were lost in the sensation of him slowly double fucking me, the moisture coating us both lubing him up as his rippling muscles slid against my soft flesh. The two of us moving in blind unison as waves of blinding pleasure washed over me. “Damn” Matt eventually exclaimed, breaking the pig trance Jason and I found ourselves in. “I gotta gotta go make some deliveries” Matt said while fumbling with his phone. “I'll be back tonight” Matt said before leaning in to plant a deep sensual kiss on his brother Jason. “Make sure dad eats and drinks something that didn't come out of you, and don't fully destroy Dad's pussy until I get back” he said as he gave Jason's ass a loud slap. “Love you dad” Matt said before giving me a quick kiss and beginning to get dressed, still wet with sweat and our pig sex. “Just you and me for a while” Jason said as he resumed slowly double fucking me, and followed up with the command“Look at me and Open you mouth” I did as he ordered, twisted partly to my side which allowed me to look up into his devious smile as he cleared his throat, let lose a cough, and proceeded to let a thick loogie begin to drip out of his puckered lips, slowly lowering down into my open pig mouth... clearly at this point, I was down for whatever my boys wanted if it meant more of their dicks in me. His pace slowed as he leaned in and held my head back so he could begin kissing me. The mix of flavors and feelings causing us both to moan as he continued slowly fucking his brothers Poz+ cum out of my ass and into the mix of sweat and chempiss that had soaked my bed below us. He broke our kiss and began pinching my nipple “We are gonna have a lot of fun, I fucking love you Dad” We heard the front door slam, letting us know that Matt had left as Jason said “mmmm, All mine now” Jason said as he pushed my face down into the wet mattress “I am gonna FUCKING FILL this pussy!” Jason said as he began thrusting with purpose. “Aw fuck yeah Jason, breed my ass with your poz cum” I yelled “fucking knock up your old man” “FUUUUCK YES” Jason yelled as he began full on hate fucking my ass. Loudly slapping an ass cheek in between every few lunges before he began letting out guttural yells to punctuate each thrust. “Take it slut! FUCK, I Love you dad!!!” he cried out before pouncing forward and wrapping me in his arms, pulling me tight against him in a bear hug to meet his abrupt strokes as he empties shot after shot of his toxic venom in to mix with the remnants of his little brothers load. “Now, how are we gonna spend our day” he said as he pulled my head back to resume kissing me as I let out a long moan of satisfaction.

All guys at the bathhouse are looking for sex but some guys put off vibes that suggest they’re somehow off limits. Avoid doing that and, as a younger guy, you’ll have other guys approach you anyway. Don’t avoid eye contact. Don’t rush fast around the bathhouse studiously avoiding looking through doors or touching or acknowledging the presence of anyone. Don’t rush away if someone brushes or looks at you - you don’t have to go with them but polite contact will keep you in contemplation for other nearby guys. If you’re making the contact you’ll develop you own style and techniques- bold, tentative, vocal, whatever - but generally eye contact, a touch, a gesture is all it takes. Rejection is to be expected, don’t get upset, it’s not a rejection of you personally just rejection of a sexual encounter at that time. Hopefully the rejection will be polite, a small shake of the head with a smile or comment like ‘I’ve just come’, although some guys are needlessly rude or uncommunicative until you’re already in their room - learn from those rejections to be extra nice with the guys you’ll no doubt eventually reject.

There is a Hot Desert Nights movie called Boys Club. The scene where Steve Tuck is fucking Jeremy Irrons and say's "I'm getting close" and Jeremy said shoot it in my ass. Steve Tuck fucks few strokes and blasts that asshole with a load of cum. He is moaning and groaning and there is a close up of Steve's cock in that hole and you can see his (Steve's) ass/prostate throbbing and when he pulls out, the cum drips out. And he fingers it and then licks it. OMG it makes my cock shoot every time I watch it. That is hot porn!

19, sneaked in to a underground porn cinema. In a narrow dark room next to the washroom, I was giving blow jobs to men whom I could not see clearly, just shadows. Suddenly, someone pushed me to bend over and started to bare fuck me. I would not say it was raping as I did not resist. He shot his load in me. The others were standing nearby watching. I quickly grabbed my pants and ran out after he finished. I was horny, excited, scared, and ashamed all at the same time.

does it count if was blindfolded and others used after my date but me thinking he fucking me several times.. then i had 3 anomous when 12 .. but was planned date suck and fuck he wanted more fun and putted blindfold on and held me down and showed me like my third time rawfucking with him

Years and years ago when I was in college, I met a married guy, late at night, in a city park public restroom. He was sexy as hell. We played a little bit in the park, but it was risky. There had been a lot of arrests in this park in recent weeks. So he was extremely nervous, but wanted to fuck me, badly. Since I couldn't host, he finally said to me, "Follow me home. My wife and kids will be asleep. Park on the street and come around the house to the basement back door. I'll let you in. But, we have to be quiet." So, I followed his car back to his house a few miles away. As I walked around the house I saw the lights come on through the basement windows. He met me at the back door and let me inside. "Shhhhh........" he whispered as I stepped inside. He led me to a sofa in the room and turned off the lights, but turned on the tv to cover whatever noise we made. We both quickly undressed and began to suck each other's cocks. Finally we ended up on the floor, 69ing each other. Then he told me to kneel on the sofa. He knelt behind me and began to eat my ass. Then he spit on my ass a few times, then stood and put his hard cock up to my hole. He slid up into me, grabbed my waist and began to pump. It didn't take him long before I heard him let out soft groan and slam balls deep into me. I could feel him shaking behind me as he filled me with his married, daddy cum. No sooner had he orgasmed, when we heard the floor above us creak. He pulled out quickly at in a desperate whisper he said. "Fuck. Someone's awake. Get your clothes and get out. QUICK!" I grabbed my clothes and shoes that were in a pile on the floor. He ran naked back to the door and opened it. "Get out! Get out! FAST!" I ran through the door, up the steps to the back yard and around the corner of the house. In the dark of the side yard, I quickly dressed and slipped on my shoes. I saw the light of the basement window illuminate and heard the muffled sound of a woman. "What are you doing down here? I woke up and you were gone", she said. "I couldn't sleep. I came down here to watch some TV so I wouldn't wake you", he said. "Come back to bed." I quietly closed the side gate behind me as I walked to my car. The light that had been on in the living room window went out and I walked to where my car was parked on the street a few houses away. My heart was beating fast from the narrow escape. But I do have to admit that the danger only added to the excitement.

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.

Juan was a class “A” jerk and I was done! I deleted all his emails and texts. I removed his contact information from my phone and took all the Teddy Bears and jewelry he bought me, and all the clothes he had at my place; put them all in a black trash bag and prepared to toss it down the trash chute. The entire time I was storming around gathering his shit, my phone kept ringing and I knew it was him. Txt – “Baby I’m sorry” Txt – “You always said you wanted to try a gangbang” Return Txt – “NOT WITH ASSHOLES THAT JUST GOT OUT OF PRISON!!!!” Return Txt – “AND YOU EGGED THEM ON WHEN I WANTED TO STOP!!!” I knew I should have turned my phone off, stupid me. Txt – “Let’s talk” Return Txt –“NO” Txt – “Fine, you just a piece of ass to me anyway bitch!” Return Txt – “THAT IS WHY YOU ARE AN EXBOYFRIEND!’ Txt – “I’ll be there in 20 mins” Fine, I thought. I wanted closure. I wanted Juan AKA; Mr. Jerkface to know what he will be missing. I knew I was messing with fire, but I was pissed. Quickly doing my hair and makeup, I spotted his favorite booty shots he loved to see me wearing. Putting on my matching powder blue sneakers made the outfit just right. Even in the thick soled sneaker boots Juan was still a full 6-inches taller than me. When the buzzer rang, I squirted on a bit of Red Door (his favorite perfume) on my neck, opened the door, and give that stupid jerk my best death stare to Mr. Jerkface. He barged in like he owned the place and asked, “What the fuck?!” when I pointed at the trash bag in the corner. “Oh, you just going to throw my shit out?!” “Yep” I respond. I did my best to remain steady looking at his thick arms, scruffy beard and bulges in all the right places. I had to keep telling myself it was over, then I pictured what happened in my head and remembered why we broke up… I would do anything to please him and when he told me his “boys” said they never fucked a feminine sissy like me, and it was a fantasy of his to watch me getting fucked by another man. That would be my gift to him. As his sissy wife I thought it would be so awesome to have him live out his fantasy of watching me getting fucked by other men. He was supposed to bring two nice guys; but they were gangbanger thugs straight out of prison, and to my surprise I was his gift to those assholes! They abused my entire body, it was a night of sucking their dirty cocks, getting fucked over and over in every position. No tapping out, no limits for them. The one time when I said I couldn’t take anymore was met with a swift smack to my little balls to put me in my place. I was humiliated and Juan laughed, drank and took pictures. The thought of that night helped clear my head, and for the moment I was standing firm. But God, he had a body on him. In his Spanish accent, he apologized over and over. I sat on the couch and Alex went to the kitchen and came back with a bottle of wine and two glasses, WTF?! He complimented me on how I looked, how I smelled so pretty; and said he was a jerk for not stopping the assault. We talked, had wine, talked more and had more wine. Then I noticed when he got the second bottle of wine, he hadn’t touched his glass at all. The conversation moved from how sorry he was, to how much me missed my body. How horny he got every time he thought about my thick ass. Unfortunately, was so tipsy and vulnerable, and me being such a stupid gurl, I believed every word he was saying. The wine had done its job, loosened my guard and he did not waste a second. We had a heavy make-out session on the couch and the next thing I knew my hands were all over his muscular Latin body as he kissed my neck and pawed my big ass. He knew every right button to push, and I was once again I was between his legs sucking his beautiful cock. Fuck he did it again! I continued to rub his powerfully built legs as he told me he knew I really wanted him to fuck me. Standing up, he grabbed me by the waist “Girl get that fat ass over the couch” Between the alcohol and him always having control over me, his commanding voice made my knees weak and the only thing I could do was obey as he placed me over the couch in the perfect fucking position. “You ready for ass babies?” I nodded my head yes. It always takes Juan a while to work his cock to full girth in me and once he does, I must hang on for dear life because that man knows how to make me feel like a woman! The was no time for lube, he had to get my pussy while I was willing. Using the slobber for his blowjob and extra spit, he worked his jumbo dick in my sissy cunt. I moaned as he pushed deeper in me “Damn baby, you know I need this pussy” it sounded like old times. Balancing over the couch I reached back and pulled apart my meaty cheeks, I wanted all if that dick in my hole. “Fuck my pussy daddy” I moaned and that was his cue to try his best to break my asshole. He forced every inch of his brutish Latin dick in me. His balls slapped mine as he pumped me like he would never see me again. God, it felt like is dick was bigger and meaner than before. At times, he would pull out all the ways just so he could slam it back in to hear my reaction. He pushed full force in me, and I thought he was going to fuck me over the couch. I balanced myself, but he had a better solution; he grabbed both of my arms, pulled them back and slammed away. Over and over he worked my asshole as I whimpered and moaned feeling every inch dick. My faggot cunt was his and he knew it. “Please give me that cum, I want your ass babies daddy” in the middle begging for his seed, I shot my load as he rocked me over the sofa, then I felt squirt after squirt of his warm semen flood my boi pussy. Juan pulled his cock out making a squishy “pop” and I could feel his cum oozing out of me and down legs. I stayed slumped over sofa, with my butthole twitching as it emptied Juan’s DNA down my balls on the fabric. I was so relaxing to lay there, my ass and legs dangling over one end, and the rest of my body over the other being in total bliss. Juan gently padded my butt then I felt a gentle kiss on my ass cheek. He was unusually sweet, and the quiet moments I drifted off thinking maybe I was just being a brat about my man. I waited for him to walk around the other side of the sofa thinking he may want for me to suck him clean; but he never did. Maybe he thought I was resting happily, so he crept to the bathroom to clean himself off, but it was too quiet. Feeling the silent was too long, I scooched down from the back of sofa, to see where the hell was Juan and got the shock of my life! The apartment door was wide open, and his bag of stuff was gone, WTF?! That fucking jerk’s final act of humiliating me was to creep out, leaving my apartment door wide open. My heart skipped a beat wondering just how many of my neighbors saw me and my big ass bent over the couch, legs spread wide, with a full view of cum dripping out my asshole.

As a gay male, I have never been sexually active with a woman. Having recently seen some pics of HOT MTF "Jock Pussy" I became intrigued with eating pussy. Last night at the bathhouse, there was a room with 6 trans in it across from my room. Obviously 6 people in a bathhouse room makes it extremely crowded, so their door was open. as they were playing. I peered in as I walked past the room. They were in various stages of transition. Some had beautiful breasts, all had beautiful cock, with the exception of one that had a pussy. As the room was crowded, I invited one with a long, thick beautiful cock to join me in my room and she obliged. Im not sure what came over me. Her breast were big, just like her cock. To my dismay, she said she was a bottom, and so am I, but she said I could still suck her cock. There was nothing ladylike about her as she aggressively face fucked me, and fed me an amazing load. Afterwards she asked what I thought. I told her I never thought I would do a trans person, put I enjoyed it. I confided in her that I had never had pussy in my life, but I found MTF's intriguing. She told me she had someone she would like me to meet.... To be continued.

Uncle Larry heard a knock on his bedroom door at 3am. The only person it could be was his little sissy boi Meghan. Outside the door his little sissy boi waited patiently in her Princess Sparkles frilly dress she always slept in, flowery panties and cute pink bunny slippers. Holding her ass under her dress with one hand and clutching her teddy bear with the other. With sad and scared puppy dog eyes, she stood there as his door swung open. Uncle Larry stood at his door, naked and unkept from just waking up, and rubbing the sleep from his eyes. His little sissy boi knew Uncle Larry only sleeps in the nude so she never went in his room after dark, but this was an emergency. “What is it honey?” he asked gruffly. “Ca…can you help me, Uncle Larry?" she said in a quiet and confused gurly voice. "Something happened…. I think someone came in my room when I was asleep and stuck something in my butthole…it hurts so bad.” She was almost about to cry. The entire time she continued rubbing her ass, with a sad look on her face; hoping the pain would go away. "Did poor baby gurl had a nightmare?” Meghan nodded her head yes. Uncle Larry pointed and said, “Climb in bed with your favorite uncle; I want you to show me where it hurts sweetie.” “I promise to kiss it all better.” Uncle Larry’s crusty cock started growing for the second time that night; as he helped his little sissy boi pull her panties off as she laid across his bed. She then rolled on her stomach. His cock was now hard as a rock at the sight of her bare pale ass cheeks in the cute little dress. Meghan then turned slightly so her sore red butthole was in full view for her uncle. She quickly stared are his full manhood but now her didn’t care, she just happy he was going to kiss the spot and make it feel better. Her uncle put a pillow under her waist to raise Meghan’s ass, and gently spread her cheeks landing a loving kiss square on she puckered asshole. Locking eyes with her over the sissy’s ample ass he asked, “Is this the spot?” “Yes, that where someone hurt me…” “Shhh sweetie, I promised to kiss it and make it better.” He licked the crack of the sissy’s ass and tongue kissed her smooth red bud over and over, but when he jammed his tongue in as far as it would go, she yelped and almost jumped off the bed. “Ouch Uncle Larry, that part still hurts. “I’m sorry muffin” he said while rubbing her ass cheeks. Her uncle gently kissed Meghan’s ass ring and slowly made his way down kissing her taint and finally kissing Meghan’s sissy balls. Hearing the almost silent moans and watching her little clitty grow turned him on even more, making her uncle get more aggressive as he sucked on her sissy sack. Telling Meghan to get on her knees her uncle went back to rimming his little faggot and hand started the milking of her shaved cock. “Does that feel better?” She didn’t say a word, only moaned. “When was the last time you squirted baby?” “You told me not to touch myself if I wanted to stay with you Uncle Larry” Meghan asked. “Would you like to squirt now baby?” “Yes please” Meghan answer in a feminine voice. Uncle Larry spit into his hand and pumped hard and fast. “Oh my God, oh my God…that feels so good” Meghan moaned. “Time to squirt darlin” with that her asshole contracted around her uncle’s tongue. Within seconds, her uncle felt pulsating wave after wave of cum being shot out of her little clitty. The more she came, the faster he stroked her. He even continued to jerk her off after she went limp. Meghan tried to rest over the pillow, but her uncle kept her propped up until he was satisfied every drop of sissy juice was emptied out her smooth sack. Then he gently lowered her back over the cum-covered pillow. After a few more kisses to her no longer sore rectum, he let her lay there, bare-assed, over the pillow. He got up, walked over the side of the bed, kissed Meghan on the back and told her it was time for him to get ready for work. Meghan smiled and thanked her uncle for kissing her sore spot.

Fuck, man, this is off to a very good start. I'm looking forward to the next part!

OMG this cute little boy reminds me of me except I was 17 and bug chasing before I knew what the term even was....I would go to rest stops and seek out old men with facial wasting to poz me. Oh, and I fucking loved every minute of it.

I turned my attention to my playkit, extracting everything I would need to complete Tanner's conversion from negboy to cumdump: pipe, Tina, points. I also took the opportunity of turning the thermostat way up - no point leaving anything to chance. I was only out of the living room for a few minutes but, on my return, Tanner had definitely 'changed'. He seemed totally calm, greeting me like I was long-lost friend and happy to see I'd grabbed more of the alco-pop which he was contently sipping on now that the taste of G had gone. I stood, shirtless, before Jake, pouring him another glass of drink and flexing my back at Tanner, bending over slightly so he got a good view of my thick, muscled daddy-butt. Jake smiled at me, licking his lips. Jake looked about ready to suck me off himself, forgetting our main goal entirely. "Not yet boy" I murmured authoritatively. I stepped back over to Tanner, filling his glass with more pink liquid and mussing his hair. This time he didn't even seem to mind the gesture and I gently pushed my luck, running my hand down the small of his neck and shoulder. His eyes fluttered shut and Jake winked at me. "Hey dude" Jake said, "you don't mind if I toke a bit of weed right?" he said, pipe and cannabis in hand? "No way man" Tanner smiled back, a little dazed, "It's totally cool dude - you got enough for all of us?" He asked, hopefully, licking his stoner-surfer lips. He suddenly turned to me: "Ah, sorry man...you don't mind do you? I mean, it's cool if you do, I just..." "Of course not boys...I was thinking the same myself" I said, removing my pipe and packing it with Tina. Tanner watched, entranced as Jake took a good, long toke of weed and blew the thick, acrid smoke into the room. As the smoke descended around Tanner and I, I met his eyes - full of innocence and naivety with more than a hint of growing darkness. "Join in bro" Jake said, as I offered Tanner my pipe "What is it?" He asked, licking his lips, and taking the pipe in his hands. "Real fucking good is what it is" Jake laughed, another stream of smoke emanating from his mouth. Tanner seemed reassured that Jake was smoking too and lifted the pipe to his lips...we watched in anticipation of his transformation. A seasoned stoner for sure, Tanner got the pipe going with hardly any effort or instruction: "Careful" I said as smoke escaped the pipe, wrap your boy-mouth about it like your sucking it and breathe" I said "good, that's it...in and out, in and out". Jake couldn't help but laugh under his breath as the final hurdle to Tanner's corruption vanished in the heat of that pipe. He nearly coughed but, managed to catch himself as I rubbed his back: he kept the smoke in him for a good while before exhaling a thick, white cloud of smoke through his mouth and nostrils like a proper whore. "whoah" he said "Again" I said, pushing the pipe back to his lips and lighting it for him. He sucked again, taking that life-changing smoke deep into his tight body, forcing out all remnants of fear or nervousness. "That's good" he said, exhaling again. "Again!" I ordered, once more forcing him to take another hit before letting him sink back into the couch in a cloud of thick smoke. I re-packed the pipe as Jake peeled off his top; all the while watched by Tanner. A bead of sweat rolled down Jake's neck and over the taught flesh of his tan pecs. I took a hit of the pipe and, as Tanner watched his friend stretch, covered his mouth with mine and blew the contents of my lungs into him.. "shotgun" he whimpered as I withdrew, whisps of smoke curling out the side of his lips. "Shotgun" I responded, taking one more hit and, this time full-on kissing Tanner. We rolled the smoke back and forth for a bit as my tongue conquered him, forced him to accept his role for the night, hot little bottom-bitch desperate for cock and cum - breaking whatever remained of his negboy will. The thermostat was doing it's job, the room was a warm, heady mix of cannabis, Tina and sexual heat. I'd laid Tanner out on the couch as I continued to kiss him - across from us, Jake stroked his growing meat through the khaki of his shorts as beads of sweat rolled down his body. Tanner was as good as mine and I needed to reinforce his role for the night - test his new-found, chemical confidence. I pulled him to my chest and peeled off his top revealing that perfect jock-body, ripples of muscle, tight, sun-kissed skin and perfect nipples. A light trail of fur leading to his warm crotch. I unbuttoned his jeans and let them fall to the floor, leaving only the white briefs he wore constraining his growing dick. Jake had read my mind and was already naked, stroking his long shaft on the seat opposite, totally relaxed and in pig-heaven. "Wanna suck some cock baby boy?" I whispered to Tanner, kissing him swiftly, forcing my tool against his abs. He moaned, breathing into our kiss "Good boy" I said. With that, I thrust him towards Jake. His jeans caused him to fall, head first in front of Jake's beautiful, 10 inch cock. He looked excitedly at his friend, at his round cock-head with a droplet of pre-cum on the tip and wasted no-time going down on him, taking his friend's cock into his boy-mouth. I finished undressing the boy as he sucked Jake, pulling off those helpful jeans and freeing the boy's nice, veiny cock from his pants, throwing them to a corner of the room - he wouldn't be needing those for a long, long time. Tanner was now, completely undressed, and Jake and I got different views of that perfect mass of atheltic muscle underneath that tan skin, pulsing with each slurp of Jake's dick, smothered in a thin layer of boy-sweat, Tanner tried to take more than few inches of Jake into his mouth but, couldn't. Taking a sip of his drink, Jake grabbed Tanner's head and pushed a good four inches of his cock down his friend's throat, pinning him to his crotch with a strong grip. "Nice" I thought: the clean-cut Jake I once knew was totally gone, replaced by a burgeoning dom-top with a lethal prize brewing in his balls. Tanner's body bucked against Jake's assault, forcing his ass into the air as he struggled to breathe - as he bucked, he pushed his hole out to me and, I couldn't resist - I dove straight in, licking his perfect boy-cunt Tanner's perfect hole, preparing another dose of T for the boys aching hole. Tanner moaned as Jake pushed more cock into his throat. His hole pulsed again and I removed my tongue, immediately ramming my T'd up finger into that boy-cunt roughly pushing past his outer ring and into that velvet chute of his. He tried to pull off my finger but Jake's grip was tightvand Tanner stayed put as I massaged the cystal into his blood stream. As the crystal melted in the warmth of his hole, I felt him relax and the familiar wave of electric heat vibrate through him as I continued to explore his bowels. "Good boy" I said, pushing down on the small of his back to give my finger more leverage. "Good fucking boy" "Just sit on my finger...that's it, good boy, really suck it in"

2. The Surprise I woke sometime around two in the afternoon to Rick pressing his cock back into my nearly recovered hole. I moaned as my hole once again stretched around his impressive girth, the cum from the previous times he had fucked me lubricating his shaft as he sank into me. Once inside of my Rick wasted no time, and was soon hammering my hole with ruthless efficiency causing me to cry out with lust. I am not normally a screamer but Rick’s powerful fucking forced yelps and moans out of me like no one had before. It didn’t take long this time for the load to boil up in Rick’s balls and soon he was grunting and bucking like an animal as he added another load to my already well-filled ass. “One for the road,” he growled into my ear as he came inside of me. When his cock had stopped twitching he pulled out and rolled out of the bed. “I’ve got some shit to do, so much as I’d like to spend the day breeding your hole… I’ve gotta go,” he said as he moved towards the door. “I’ll show you out,” I said covering my disappointment at seeing that magnificent cock go. “Don’t worry about it. Go back to sleep. Get my number from Austin and let me know when you wanna get plowed again.” Then he was gone. I laid on my bed for a long moment, naked on my stomach, my stretched out cummy hole facing the door that Rick had left open again as he exited. I went back to sleep. Several hours later I woke up again to the sound of a new voice in my room. “Damn,” the voice said, “Who wrecked your hole?” It took me a long moment to place the voice. But before my eyes were fully open and I had looked over my shoulder at the speaker I knew it was Austin. I suddenly remembered that the door to my room had been open and that the way I was laying on the bed my cum covered ass was clearly visible. Austin smiled at me a little oddly as he took in my compromised position. Knowing what I did now about Austin I found myself seeing him in a new light. He was still a tall thin twink, but I took note of the well defined abs, the incredibly hairy pits, sweet pink nipples, the narrow but dense treasure trail that led down into his skimpy yellow underpants. I noted too just how well the basket of those underpants was filled out. “Seriously,” he pressed on, coming further into the room, “someone did a number on your ass and left a shit load of cum behind. I had no idea you were suck a fucking slut, let alone a cumslut.” “I’m not normally,” I said, shifting in the bed and covering myself with a sheet. “So who dumped all those loads in your hole?” I hesitated for a moment and then said, rather sheepishly, “Rick.” A strange series of emotions played across Austin’s face so quickly that I couldn’t place all of them; but I’m certain that surprise, anger, jealousy, and fear all flashed by before he settled on lust. He rubbed his crotch through his yellow briefs and I could see that the healthy bulge was beginning to swell. “Why are you covering yourself up man,” he asked coming even closer. “You liked getting railed by Rick didn’t you? Well I’ve got something I think you’ll like just as much.” With that he practically leapt onto the bed straddling my pelvis. He lent forward and kissed me roughly. My cock quickly hardened again as I began to explore my roommates trim body with my hands. Our kiss was short lived though as after only a couple of minutes Austin broke away and said, “I have to get my mouth on that ass, flip over.” I did as I was told and kicking my legs apart Austin spread my cheeks and started to devour my ass. He lapped up the cum that had leaked from my hole and pushed it back inside of me with his tongue as he desperately tried to penetrate my hole as deep as he could with that same organ. Much like our kiss though this joy was short lived as soon I heard rustling and felt Austin shifting about behind me. Soon his mouth left my hole but his hands remained on my cheeks, I felt something warm and hard press against my hole and knew that it was his cock. Without saying a word Austin steadily pressed his fat raw cock in side of me. It was not quite as long as Rick’s but it certainly was as thick if not thicker. I whimpered into the pillow as Austin came to rest balls deep in me and started to kiss my neck. He started out slowly, sensing that my hole was still a little worn to from my night’s escapades but soon worked himself up to a feverish pace. Soon Austin was panting as I moaned into the pillows in front of me, and sweat dripped from him falling onto me. He was not going to last long, that was quickly obvious, but his cock was tugging at my hole as it stretched me wide in such a magical way that I wasn’t about to complain. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” he groaned as he bottomed out in me and his cock began to throb. As his orgasm rocked through his body he leaned forward and kissed the back of my neck. “I’m sorry I didn’t last longer, I’ll be ready to go in a minute though.” He started to rock his hips forward and back slightly, “But feeling all those POZ loads in you I couldn’t resist adding my own to the mix right away.” “What,” I said, my ass clenching around his cock in shock, “You’re POZ?” “Yeah,” he replied sounding a little confused, and then after a moment, “So is Rick. I thought you knew and that’s why…” “Oh fuck,” I said, “I had no idea.” “I’m so sorry,” Austin said, moving to get off of me. As his cock started to slip from my hole I realized I didn’t want him to stop. I had six loads of POZ cum in my hole… there was no changing that so I might as well enjoy the cocks that put it there. I reached back and grabbed his hips, pulling him to me, and shoving his cock back inside of me. “Where do you think you’re going mister,” I said. “But I’m…” “At this point it doesn’t matter, so how about we stop talking and you get back to plowing my hole with your fat POZ cock.”

Part Three After the tournament Cody was on cloud nine. He was state champion and about to celebrate with the stud who introduced him to pnp. On Monday Cody sent Paul a text asking him if he was HIV+. Paul sent a one word answer, ‘YES’. Cody wasn’t shocked or surprised. He never asked Paul his status and he barely remembers Paul using the same needle on himself that he had used for the slam. Cody replied with a one word response, ‘Thanks!’. Cody had a devilish thought pop into his head. He was going to get that cute student trainer he swapped blow jobs with and poz his ass! After school Monday Cody had to turn in his uniform and warm ups to his coach. He saw the student trainer there which seemed a little odd since he didn’t have to be there since wrestling was over. After he turned in his gear he casually walked over to the student trainer and asked “What are you doing this afternoon since wrestling is over?” The kid replied “I have nothing planned, what did you have in mind?” Cody let him know “My parents won’t be home till after 6 if he’d like to come over and hang.” The kid just smiled and followed Cody out of the locker room. When they got to Cody’s house they went straight to his room. The kid thought that they were going to swap blow jobs when Cody kissed him. At first the kid resisted but Cody was relentless as the kid became more accepting. Cody knew that with his charm he’ll be inside this guy’s ass breeding him with his poz seed. They each stripped as they kissed and soon were naked and in 69 on Cody’s bed. Cody quickly began to rim the student trainer’s ass. Cody had him moaning as he worked his tongue inside the kid’s virgin ass. The kid was experiencing something new that he knew he liked. He was so turned on he couldn’t keep Cody’s cock in his mouth. Cody moved so that he was able to work on the kid’s ass easily. He had the kid on his belly as he continued to lick. Cody’s plan was working beautifully. While he rimmed away he was able to grab his jerk off lube and work it into his cock. Soon he knew his prey was ready for the next step as he began to finger and lube his hole. He knew to hit his prostate and again had him moaning. Once his prey was ready he began to kiss up his back as he made sure to be between his legs. When Cody reached the kid’s head he got the kid to turn his head so that they could share a kiss. Cody began to work his 7 1/2 inch cock into the kid’s tight hole. Cody was gentle as possible but the kid still complained. Cody eased his way inside and slowly was balls deep. His prey grew accustom to the penetration as Cody kissed the back of his neck and before they shared a deep kiss. Cody asked his friend “Are you ready?” The kid simply nodded yes. Cody slowly began to withdraw his cock then slowly go back inside. His prey began to moan as Cody began to fuck an ass for the first time. Cody hadn’t cum in over three weeks and knew he’d not only cum quickly, but he’d blow a huge, poz load inside his friend’s ass. The thought of pozzing this kid had him so turned on that he was reaching his orgasm quickly. Before either one knew what was happening Cody unloaded. The kid wasn’t at all surprised or worried that Cody had just cum inside him. All he knew was that he enjoyed the fuck and hoped to get it from Cody again. After Cody pulled out of his friend’s ass and they both got up they noticed that the kid shot his load all over Cody’s comforter. Cody commented, “Bro, I fucked the cum right out of you!” The kid replied, “I really enjoyed you fucking me. It felt amazing and when I shot my load I felt even better.” Cody let the kid know, “I hope you’ll want to do this again because I liked fucking you.” This brought a smile to the student trainer’s face as the two kissed again. They both cleaned up and Cody escorted his guest to the door. They said goodbye and Cody wondered how many loads it would take to poz his ass.

Is this the same Kieren that is in TIM's newest release Slammed?