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I'm going to try something a little different. This story will have just three or four parts. I think it'll be easier to complete it if it has an ending. Hope you pigs enjoy it. This story was inspired by a buddy of mine, Adam. I sent him the picture below and he said "He’d fuck me in the back of the minivan next to the car seat after he tells his wife he has some errands to run." So that inspired me to write a story. 🙂 ======================================== The guy had a blank profile on Grindr. Normally I just cruise on by those profiles unless they send me a picture right away. I never have a problem getting laid because I’m a hot little 25 year old piece of ass, covered in dark fur on my chest and ass and, most importantly, a total slut. I rarely say no when a top asks to breed my ass. I don’t really care what they look like, but the bigger the cock the better. This one obviously caught my eye. Huge and fat, with giant balls, sticking out of his cargo shorts. The picture only showed his dad bod, shorts and that amazing cock. I was desperate to worship it. I wanted to impale my hole on it and feel it slam all the way into my cunt. I immediately fantasized about him fucking me in the back of a minivan next to a car seat, after telling his wife he had some errands to run and wouldn’t be back for a couple of hours. My dick immediately got hard thinking about it and my hole puckered. I replied to him right away and unlocked my extra pictures. He quickly replied and said “Good. You’re not going to waste my time. I wanna fuck you now. You in? I don’t have all night.” Damn. I love it when they’re super horny and completely direct. I couldn’t say yes fast enough, and told him I’d need a few minutes to clean out then he could fuck me wherever he wanted, as many times as he wanted. He told me to meet him in the park, near a cruising area. It was dark, what did I have to lose? Nothing, and hopefully I’d get a few loads in my hole from the t-room afterwards. It had been a few weeks since I had gotten fucked and my hole was hungry. I also had a week off from work, so I could stay up as late as I wanted, being a pig. My phone dinged again. It was him. “Be there in 30 minutes. Don’t be late, boy.” I put down my phone, cleaned out quickly and drove to the cruisy section of the park wearing shorts, a tank top, a tight jockstrap and a cap. My typical cruising/slut/pig outfit. Of course it was in a remote area adjacent to the golf course where few people went. There was a bathroom at the start of a trail that went into the woods and a couple of cars parked in a small gravel lot. He’d seen a photo of my face, but I only knew what his fat cock and cargo shorts looked like. That could be anyone. I stood next to my car, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness, looking at my phone when I saw the lights of a car near the edge of the parking lot flash. I walked over to a large SUV, walked around the passenger side and he rolled down the window. “What the fuck are you waiting for, boy? Get in the fucking car, faggot.” Oh that’s how it was going to go, huh? I got in and looked over to see a hot Daddy with dark hair and a face full of heavy chin scruff. Another week and it’d be a full beard. My cock started to get hard. His was already hard and sticking out of his shorts. “Get over here and suck my dick so I can fuck your pussy. Now.” I quickly dropped my shorts and got in the car, leaning over to take his huge dick down my throat. Nothing sent me further into a cock sucking trance then deep throating a huge dick. Dad Bod Guy wasn’t interested in my pleasure, though. He was only interested in controlling my head so he could fuck my face. He grabbed my neck and pulled me down so I was gagging. Over and over he used my mouth without any thought to my pleasure or desire, because he knew I was a faggot. He knew I was a cocksucker. He knew that using my mouth like it was a hole gave me intense pleasure but even if it didn’t he’d still fuck my face because it felt good to him. My pleasure or distress didn’t interest him. He didn’t let me breathe easily, and fucked my mouth hard, making me gag so much that after a few minutes I started to feel like I was going to pass out. Finally he pulled me up and let me catch my breath. I looked up at his handsome 40-ish face and he immediately spat a huge loogie into my eye. “Filthy fucking whore. You ready for more?” I just moaned. He laughed at me and said “Ready or not, I’m fuckin your pussy. Get in the back.” I got out of the car and crawled in the back, where the seats had all been folded down so it was a large flat area. “Hands and knees, faggot.” I instantly obeyed and stuck my ass up. “Back it up, boy.” He was standing under the tailgate, with his pants off, a small light on the inside illuminating what we were doing. He clearly didn’t give a shit if anyone saw us fucking. I backed up so my ass was sticking out of the tailgate. He was short, about 5’6” tall but built like a rugby player. A thick chest covered in dark black hair, along with a thick middle finished with a big ass, also covered in thick hair. Then there was that cock. , thick, fat, cut and hard as steel. My head was on the floor of the truck, waiting desperately for him. I still hadn’t said a word. I finally opened my mouth and moaned. “Please Daddy. I need it in my pussy. Please fuck me.” He laughed behind me, and said “Oh faggot, I’m gonna fuck you hard. But first you need a little help to take it to the next level.” I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I could hear him open a compartment on the side of the truck, and a zipper open. Then I heard him rustling with a few things behind and felt his finger enter my cunt. I moaned loudly and then, all of a sudden I felt a burning in my hole. Uh oh. He was dosing me with Tina. Fuck. Oh well, I’m a slut who never says no to chemicals, particularly when they’re administered by a hot fireplug Daddy with a giant fat cock. “You like that fag?” I just moaned louder and hissed “YESSSSSSSSSS DADDDDDDY.” I could feel my pulse start to go faster and my cunt get hungrier. He laughed again and said “Get ready. Here we go, little boy.” I moaned louder and then felt his scruffy face pressed against my hole, scratching me up. But I didn’t care because the booty bump he gave me was hitting me hard. I reached back, pulled my cheeks apart and pushed my hole into his mouth. He moaned loudly and continued to eat my ass, making sure to get my pussy as wet as possible. From somewhere behind me, I heard another voice. “Dude, that’s fucking hot. You gonna fuck that whore?” “Of course I am. You wanna use him after I’m done? Bet you he won’t say no.” “Fuck yeah!” I couldn’t see what the guy looked like but the tina in my hole guaranteed that I wasn’t going to say no, no matter who the other man standing there was. Dad Bod Guy (DBG) shoved his face back in my hole and continued to eat my cunt until I was begging for it. “Pleeeeease…….I have to have your cock in my hole. Please, Daddy!” I heard the other door open and a pair of shorts hit the floor. The other guy climbed in beside me, crawled up, turned my baseball cap around and shoved his cock in my mouth. It was fat and uncut with one of those foreskins that covered the head, even when he was hard. I licked under his foreskin and he shoved his cock all the way down my throat. From behind me, DBG pulled his face away from my cunt and I moaned around the fat cock in my mouth. I needed him inside me, but he was still teasing me with his fingers. I pushed back on his fingers and felt that burning sensation again. The motherfucker had dosed me with another booty bump. I looked up and got a good look at the new guy, he was a hot college aged white kid with a blonde buzz cut, a well defined body and a thick trail of blonde hair marching down his stomach to meet up with his pubes and fat uncut dick. He was a hot fucker who was clearly insanely horny. We were all sweating like pigs because we were outside in July. The second booty bump was kicking in and I knew I just needed to go along for the ride and do what I was told. Get both my holes filled with cocks. As many as possible. Finally, DBG (I still didn’t know his name) said “You ready for my cock, faggot?” I took Blondie’s cock out of my mouth and quickly said “FUCK ME SIR! PLEASE!” and then gagged my throat on Blondie’s cock again. He moaned loudly and started to slowly fuck my face. “DAMN, pig. I gotta be careful. I wanna breed your hole. Can’t waste my load in your mouth.” DBG slid his cock into my hole which had been relaxed and well lubed from the ass eating and crystal. He groaned loudly as his huge fat cock quickly buried itself to the root in my cunt. I couldn’t stop moaning with a combination of pain and pleasure. His cock was huge and spit was the only lube, but the drugs were making my asshole really hungry and their cocks were filling both of my holes full of fat Daddy and college boy cock. DBG started to pound my pussy really hard, and from out of his mouth came a non-stop stream of filth. “You fucking whore, god what a well used pussy you have. Just fucking opened up for my cock without any lube. Filthy little fag. I Love fucking little whore cunts like you…..” And on and on. I was in fucking pig boy heaven. His dirty talk trailed off after a few minutes, as his speed picked up and I could tell he was close to breeding my hole. I desperately wanted his load and took Blondie’s cock out of my mouth to beg for his load. “Please fuck me Daddy. FUUUUUUUUCK ME. I need your load in my pussy! Please knock your boy up, I wanna have your fucking babies! Fucking make me pregnant!” I continued to babble incoherently while DBG kept pounding me as hard as he could. After a couple of minutes more, he slowed down and pounded me hard with a last few thrusts and then suddenly stopped. I could feel his huge fat cock throbbing inside my pussy. I knew he was loading my hole up with sperm just like I’d been begging. I told him I wanted his babies inside me and he’d obliged by dumping a huge load deep in my ass. DBG laid on my back, catching his breath, and his cock slowly slipped out of my hole. I moaned loudly as my pussy let go of its master. He had taken control of me and bred me full of his sperm. I was a really happy boy. Just then the blonde guy tapped me on the face and I looked up. “Turn around, RIGHT NOW. Gotta get inside there, now that you’re lubed up.” DBG handed something to to Blondie and he laughed and said “Another one? Fuck, you’re not messing around.” I quickly turned around, and took DBG’s cock in my mouth to clean it off while, unbeknownst to me, Blondie was putting another shard of T under his foreskin. I was about to get dosed again. Did I care? Of course not. I learned to be a complete drug slut early in life and never said no to drugs. Blondie quickly slid his cock into my hole and started to slowly fuck me. My cunt was on fire with lust and after a few strokes, I could feel the huge load already in my pussy begin to churn a little bit. Then I felt the burn and knew they’d dosed me again. Blondie started to fuck me hard, I knew he was really turned on by how hard his cock was in my mouth and now I could feel his dick in my hole, even harder if that was possible. His cock wasn’t nearly as fat as DBG’s but it was longer. He was really reaming me out, lubed by DBG’s huge load of sperm. I knew he wasn’t going to last long and after just a couple of minutes he jackhammered my hole and added his load to my cumdump. I fucking loved it and reached around behind to hold his cock in my pussy as long as I could. After a couple of minutes, DBG finally got me out of my cum stupor and said “hey faggot. You want more loads? It’s a nice warm night and only 10, bet some randos are lurking around who’d wanna piece of that pussy.” Blondie pulled out of my hole, which just made it ache for more cock. He and Blondie both laughed as they got dressed. I just laid in the back of DBG’s car catching my breath, spun out of my head from the booty bumps they’d given me. After a few minutes, DBG reached over and said “Hey fag, come on. Don’t drip cum on my floor. Here are your clothes, go put them in your car, and put your keys in your shoe.” I looked kind of bewildered and confused. He slapped me across the face and brought me back to reality. “Now, boy!” I scrambled out of the car and heard the tailgate close behind me. I squeezed my cheeks together to keep the two thick loads inside my hole. Blondie slapped me on the ass, laughed and said “you are gonna get your hole raped hard, kid.” Then he turned to DBG and said “Hey, Dad, here,” and tossed a thick bag of tina to DBG. Wait. WHAT? DAD? If I hadn’t been completely spun out of my mind and afflicted with tina dick, I would’ve been instantly hard. They both smiled at me and DBG said “Yes. I’m his Dad. Now come on faggot. You’ve got an appointment with some stranger’s cocks.”

Just awesome man - Thanx for this story! pnp and incest combined are one of my favorite kinks - I've had pnp sex with 2 sets of real brothers and with a real father and son couple (written about in my blog on here) but have never gotten to pnp with one of my own relatives (yet!). This story hits all my bells and whistles, thanks!

Part 1 Colt and I have been best friends since we were 10 years old. Well, his real name is Colton. Colton Sawyer Cooper. But he's always gone by Colt. We lived three houses apart in a town called Cleburne, just south of Fort Worth. We immediately bonded over our love of comic books, even though he was Marvel and I was DC, and our love for the Cowboys. But I'll have to say he was much more fanatical than me. His entire bedroom was a shrine to the team. Cowboys bed spread, Cowboys sheets, Cowboys lamps, Cowboys rugs, you get the picture. Even his walls were covered in Cowboys posters. But looking back now, I didn't put 2 and 2 together and realize the one thing he didn't have was the one thing every red blooded Cowboys fan had, posters of the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders. But he did have plenty of Tony Romo. So we were basically 2 peas in pod. Where there was one, there was the other. And we told each other everything. He told me when he got his first pubes, and the first time he came, which he said was the most amazing thing ever. I developed a little behind him, but six months later I got my own pubes and soon was ejaculating as well. And he was right, it was amazing! We became little jerk off monsters, as most boys are, and our sleepovers became one non stop jerk fest. We would lie on our sleeping bags on the floor next to each other and pound our dicks. We were always fascinated with watching each other shoot, and seeing how far our loads flew. Nothing gay, just two horny boys. And we were always good for 3 of them. We also liked to measure our growing dicks as we got older, taking pride in how big they were getting. Length wise, we were identical, but his was always thicker. Again, nothing gay, just curious boys. You'd think by the time we reached high school, we would have stopped that, but no. We continued our jerkoff sessions together. I mean, we had been doing it for several years, so why quit now? When we were 16, we got our first blowjobs together. It was at the drive-in in my quad cab Ford F-150. My dad owned a dealership so I got a really good deal on it. You know us Texas boys love our trucks. Colt was in the backseat with Stacy Turner and I was up front with Missy Powell. I watched Colt in my rear view mirror as his head layed back and his mouth hung open, groaning in ecstasy. We even shot our loads at the same time. In retrospect, those blowjobs weren't that great, but we didn't care. We were nutting into a warm, wet hole. I dated Missy for a while after that, but Colt didn't date Stacy. In fact, he never really dated. He'd fool around with chicks, but that was it. I dumped Missy after a while because she wouldn't let me fuck her. She was a "nice girl." Well, she wasn't such a nice girl the night she was on her knees sucking off me and Colt together behind his shed. The full moon provided enough light that I had a nice view of Colt's fat 7 1/2 inch cock as he gagged Missy with it. When he came, he put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. After she had swallowed both our loads, she thought we were going to get back together, but I told her to fuck off, I didn't want to date a slut. She called us fags, and said she was going to tell everyone. The next day at school, one of the guys called us fags, but after Colt kicked the shit out of him, no one ever said that again. By our senior year, we had both become big strong men. Colt had turned 18 in August, before school started, and I was turning 18 the day before Halloween. We were both linebackers on the varsity team, which put us in the category of high school gods. You know how important football is in Texas! We had spent years working out, and had spent the last three summers working as ranch hands. Baling hay, branding cattle, castrating bulls, real cowboy shit. And our bodies showed it. I stood a nice 6'1" with a solid body. Firm pecs, hard 6 pack, defined arms, and strong legs. But Colt, he was a whole other level. 6'3 1/2" of solid muscle. And boy did he like to show it off! I don't think he even owned shirts with sleeves anymore. He was constantly flexing his big guns that were attached to the broadest shoulders I had ever seen. His strong torso led down to a surprisingly narrow waist. And the wranglers he wore should have been criminal. They were always so tight that they clung to his big, round ass. And the front, well, he liked to wear a big belt buckle to draw people's eyes down to his huge bulge. Not that it would have gone unnoticed. It was like an anaconda trying to bust out of there. He topped his look off with a pair of boots and a hat. He always wore a hat on his thick, brown curls. Sometimes a trucker hat, sometimes a cowboy hat, but always a hat. And not to be gay, but his face matched the rest of him perfectly. His vibrant green eyes were surrounded by thick, dark eyelashes. His strong nose sat atop a pair of pillowy, dark pink lips. His square jaw perfectly shaped his face. He hadn't started to grow facial hair yet, and his cheeks flushed a reddish colour, giving him a boyish look. His body may have been all man, but his face was all innocent angel. Not that my face wasn't hot too. I had strong Scandinavian features with light blue eyes and light blond hair. I hadn't started shaving yet either, so we were both still like boys in a way. So, right after Colt turned 18, things kind of got weird. It was like he was suddenly avoiding me. Our sleepovers stopped, he would take off right after weekend games, and he hung around me less at school. I tried to talk to him about it, cause it was really hurting me to lose someone I was closer to than a brother. He would just give me flimsy excuses, saying he was busy with stuff, or he was fucking some chick, basically bullshit. The one time during that early part of the school year that was somewhat normal was my birthday. We had scored a bottle of whiskey and some weed and spent the night getting fucked up and playing video games. It was great. Just like old times. It eventually devolved into a mutual bro love fest. We sat on his bed with our arms around each others shoulders and declared our straight love for one another. "I love you man." "No dude, I love YOU!" "I love you more bro!" "No man, I love YOU more!" And back and forth it went. In hindsight, I wasn't hearing what he was trying to tell me. Eventually, it wound up becoming one of our jerk off sessions. I smiled as I looked at his smooth, hairless body. Nothing gay, I just appreciated my best friend, naked next to me, jerking his fat 10 inch cock. I stroked my own 9 1/2 inch dick and we both shot loads that hit our faces, and laughed like nothing had changed. But things had changed. The next day, Colt started his weird avoidance shit again. He blew me off the following weekend, and the weekend after that when he did it again, I had had enough. I knew his parents were going to be out of town, and he claimed he was going to be fucking some chick. But I didn't buy it and decided to spy on him and see what was up. Friday night I snuck over to his house and went around the back to where his bedroom was. His lights were on and the shade was down, but not all the way down. There was a gap at the bottom. His window was open a crack, so I quietly creeped up and peeked into his bedroom. What I saw shocked the hell out of me! There was Colt, stomach down on his bed, his legs hanging off the end, while a large, heavily tattoed Mexican man pulled his head back by his curly hair and pounded his cock into Colt's round, white ass. Colt was wearing his football shoulder pads, athletic socks pulled up over his calves, his cleats, and a white jockstrap. His football jersey layed on the floor. "Take it slut!" I could hear the man say. "Take that load in your faggot jock pussy!" I turned away, my heart pounding in my chest as I heard Colt moan, "Oh yes SIR! Breed me!" WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I JUST SEE? My head swam as a million thoughts ran through it. I knew I should leave, but like a car wreck, I had to look again. I had to make sure what I saw was real. I turned back and looked in again. The Mexican guy was flipping Colt over and spreading his legs. Another man with a camera moved in and got a close up of Colt's asshole. "That's right slut." Said the Mexican. "Show the people what they paid for! Spread your cheeks and let them see your dripping high school jock pussy!" Colt spread his ass cheeks apart as the cameraman said, "Oh yea, look at that jock cunt drip cum!" Then, another man I hadn't noticed stepped up. He was a large black man with dreadlocks pulled back into a ponytail. He bent down and placed his mouth over Colt's asshole and started sucking. Then he stood up over Colt and pulled his mouth open. Colt stuck his tongue out and the black man let a long string of spit and cum land on it. It ran down into Colt's mouth, and he closed it with a smile on his face. As my initial shock started to go down, I noticed a few things I hadn't noticed before. There was a laptop open on the dresser recording the action. Also, on the nightstand there was a glass pipe, a baggie with some kind of substance in it, and a few syringes. Then, the black man layed down on the bed, holding up a huge cock. That fucker had to be like 12 inches! Colt crawled up and straddled the man. He took hold of the cock and lined it up to his asshole. Then he slowly slid down on it. Inch after black inch dissapeared into Colt's bubble butt. Soon, his muscular glutes were sitting on the black man's pubes, and every inch of that cock was inside him. He sat there not moving as the Mexican man filled up the glass pipe. He handed it to the black man, who lit a small torch and waved it under the bowl. Soon, it filled with white smoke and he inhaled it. Then, he grabbed Colt behind his neck and pulled him onto his mouth. I could see the black man exhale as Colt inhaled. Then Colt sat up and exhaled a white cloud. They repeated this twice more as Colt began gyrating his hips. Then the black man handed the pipe to Colt. "Now, hit that bitch, and hold it until I say exhale. And start riding my cock, slut!" Colt held the pipe up to his lips, lit the torch, and inhaled the white smoke. Then, as he held it, he started riding up and down on the black cock buried inside him. He held in the smoke for about 10 seconds before the black man told him to exhale. "Again, Whore!" He demanded Colt. Colt did as he was told, holding in the smoke and riding the big cock harder. 5 times this was repeated until Colt was visibly losing control. The black man reached up and started pinching and squeezing Colt's nipples, and Colt moaned and squealed like a slut. Then the Mexican man approached with a little brown bottle. He held it under Colt's nose as the black man held onto his slim waist and started fucking upward. "Breath in slut, and hold it until I say release. Do you understand you fucking whore?" "Yes SIR!" Replied Colt. The man held the bottle under Colt's nose, closing off one nostril. Colt breathed in deep and held it. After the man finally let him exhale, he repeated it with the other nostril. Back and forth he went. After each hit, Cole became more and more fucked up. Eventually, he couldn't hold his head up. The Mexican man just grabbed his hair and held up his head, forcing him to hit more. Finally, after 10 hits, the Mexican man pushed Colt onto his back, causing the cock to slide out of him. Colt just collapsed, his head rolling to facing me, his mouth open and slack, his eyes crossed and fucked up looking. The black man just raised Colt's legs in the air and slammed his monster cock all the way into my fucked up best friend. Colt just gurgled as he was assaulted. The cameraman panned from Colt's fucked up face to his ass getting pummeled, back and forth. "Yes slut!" Said the black man. "Look into the camera. Let your audience see your face. That's what they paid for, bitch. To see a hot, 18 year old high school jock get fucked up and fucked hard! Tell them how much you like it you fucking whore! Beg to be fucked!" "Oh god yes." Colt slurred. "Fuck me! Fuck my hole. I love it! Give me that big black cock! Please fuck me SIR!" "Are you a little whore? Are you a pathetic, faggot slut?" "Yes SIR!" Colt answered him, still looking blankly into the camera. "I'm a pathetic faggot slut whore! Fuck my hole! Cum in me SIR! I'm a fucking cumdump!" "Is that what you are? A cumdump?" Continued the black man as he pulled Colt's rock hard cock out of his jockstrap and started jerking it really hard. "Can anybody come and fuck you? Can anybody out there watching come and fuck you? You wanna give up your jock hole to anybody that wants it?" "Yes please!" Groaned Colt. "Please come fuck me! I need your cum in me! Please come and fuck me! Anybody can! Come fuck my jock ass!" He cried out as his cock shot off, hitting him in the face and coating his chest and stomach. The black man scraped up his cum and fed it to him, and Colt sucked the cum covered fingers like he was starving. The cameraman handed the camera to the Mexican man. The black man pushed Colt untill his head was hanging over the bed, his mouth wide open. Then the cameraman shoved his hard cock right down Colt's throat. I could see his cock stretch out Colt's esophagus as he buried himself balls deep. Then both men started viciously fucking my best friend, pounding both of his holes as hard as they could. The Mexican handed the cameraman a sign that he held up, and it read.... Colton Sawyer Cooper 18 yo high school senior Football player with 2 Available cumdump holes Dallas/Fort Worth area (817) 347-1823 Any cock taken HOLY SHIT! They posted his full name and his real phone number! Did he agree to that? Or was he too fucked up to know? I decided I couldn't watch anymore and turned away. Part of me was horrified. Part of me was sickened. But what I didn't realize right away is, I had been hard the whole time. As I lay in my bed at home, I tried not to think about everything I had seen, but it was no use. The images played over and over in my head. Without even thinking about it, my hand traveled down to my hard cock. After only a couple of strokes, I shot off a huge load.

I had always played safe. I chose condom porn the few times I let myself watch; and, the even fewer times I relented to my carnal desires I insisted on safe condom sex. I was 36 and needless to say I didn't have very much experience. Really I was just one very shy and super careful guy. One Friday night after a 6 month period of sexual abstinence I stepped out of my comfort zone and went to my neighborhood gay bar. I nursed my beer alone in a corner and drank in all the eye candy. My eyes soon lit upon an incredibly hot bear cub. Once he entered my vision I couldn't take my eyes off him. Every thing about him was my ideal turn on. Dark curly hair, impish grin, golden tan, short trim beard and body hair in all the right places. His tight shorts and low cut white muscle tee showed off his beautiful body perfectly. I tried not to be obvious with my ogling but was not successful. He gave me a big smile, excused himself from his handsome friends and made his way over to me. I was delighted and mortified all at the same time. I was surprised my tongue worked and we were soon chatting about nothing in particular. I was surprisingly comfortable with this gorgeous young man, I guessed about 24, and we kept ordering beer. After the 4th I uncharacteristically hurd myself invite him to my place. We barely got the door closed and were all over each other deep throat kissing and tearing off our clothes. Naked he was the fulfillment of every wet dream I had ever had. He was soon on his knees giving me the best blow job and I was soon ready to cum. He noticed the signs and stopped, stood up and assured me 'not yet '. It was my turn to take his beautiful big thick cock in my mouth. I could barely manage this 8" beauty yet before long we were 69ing on the living room floor. Sensing I was on the verge of orgasm again he stopped us and asked where the bedroom was. He backed me in and immediately pushed me down on my back on my bed. He raised my feet over his shoulders in no time and was bent over deep kissing me again. I was breathless as I felt his swollen dick head touch my hole. It felt great. With only his spit for lube he started to push the naked tip in. I involuntarily took a deep breath relaxing my ring. I came to my senses as his bare head found entry to it's goal. "Aren't you forgetting something?" ,I murmured almost in audibly. He just looked at me with that incredible impish grin. "The condoms are in the drawer of my bedside table. " With utter confidence he replied while pushing in a little deeper, "I never use those. " Again my hesitant murmur; "I never don't..." As he pushed in to 4 inches, "Really!" My response came more as a question than statement "really?" As he pushed in to 5 inches he said, "Well you seem to be enjoying my raw man meat. " I couldn't lie I had quickly moved through the initial pain, "Ah ... yeah... but, it's not safe ... I don't even know you ... we just met ... and I never ..." "Just let me push in all the way. Try something new" he persuaded. My meek voice, "No fucking, ok ... just in balls deep... then pull out " There was no response as he steadily pressed in deeper. "Ok?" I asked Oh my God his big raw cock felt incredible and then his balls hit my taint! He couldn't miss the half grunt half sigh of satisfaction and he pushed in even more while grinning in my face and looking deep into me with his incredibly seductive brown eyes. "Oh FUCK ME! " the words came spilling out of my mouth. I could not believe what I had just said. To be continued ...

Got back to the hotel from dinner and a 41yr old white guy hit me up. My Grindr profile was set to anon b b⬇️👀4⬆️. He sent a dick pic and I sent an ass pic. He was on the way. Then a guy that has become a regular in the area msg and decided he would go after the first guy. First guy fucked me fairly good and bred me. Msg the second guy who was waiting to come up. First guy messaged saying he wanted to drop a 2nd load. Told him to wait as the 2nd guy was walking in. Second guy fucks me good as usual and breeds me. I messaged the 1st guy and he comes back up. Nice fuck this time and after 15 mins of pounding me he breeds me a second time. Nice night!

"You'll pull out before you cum right?" "Sure if that's what you want at the time." His confident reply. I just nodded my head a little and the most beautiful onslaught of my hairy ass by his turgid raw cock began. We revolved through so many positions and I just kept letting ... no ... inviting his big raw cock back in. Missionary was my favorite as his stunning gaze beamed down at me. As I thought I recognized the quickening of his pace and gasping breaths he said "I'm getting close, where do you want this toxic load?" "Pull out! Pull out! On my back " I begged. "Are you sure? I'd rather knock you up if I already haven't. " I quickly pulled off his cock and dove to take his large member and toxic load down my throat. Well most of it, I lifted off to soon... his last rope blast streaked up my cheek and into my eye . When I cleared my eye enough he was grinning down at me. As if I needed it spelled out he said; "Mucus membrane for my highly toxic load ... you may as well have let me breed your ass man. " It was not a malicious voice at all. In fact in his afterglow his sweetness melted me. I forgot my fears as we cuddled ... and then the door closed and he was gone. Full realization then set in, I had accepted all his toxic precum in my ass and some of his cum escaped my throat to be entering through my eye membrane. Fear! Panic! And a massive erection and powerful horniness took over. I jerked off to a fantasy of him cumming in my ass. As I imagined what it would feel like I had an epic orgasm. The memory and intensity of this hookup, the raw sex, the fear, the hunger, the splat in the eye ... the regret, the fear I could be infected haunted me for the next 2 months until I got up the courage to go for testing. I lost nights sleep with worry ... but it would always revert to the memory getting me very horny, my cock hardening, and the thought of taking toxic cum triggering a huge orgasm . What was I thinking?

One more coming....

Part 2 I woke up the next morning with the visions of last night still burned into my mind. I really didn't know what to think. So......Colt was gay. THAT part really didn't bother me much. I mean, it IS Texas. It's really conservative, and queers are not totally accepted.....BUT....not everyone is so closed minded. And we had been so close for so long that I couldn't just turn my back on him. I loved the dude. But the rest of it? The rough, brutal sex, the drugs, broadcasting it on the internet? That's what I had trouble accepting. If Colt wanted to have a nice boyfriend, that was one thing, but everything else he was doing? I didn't know how I felt about it. It was pretty fucked up. But as I layed in bed and absentmindedly stroked my cock, I kept seeing Colt taking that big, black cock up his ass. I didn't want to, I was trying to think of pussy, but Colt kept creeping back in. And I didn't understand why thinking about it got my cock so hard. I wasn't gay! Other than jerking off with my best friend, I never thought about cock. But for some reason, I kept seeing it going up Colt's ass. I quickly jerked myself off so I could get on with my day, but I still thought about it all day long. And all the next day too. Monday at school, I was the one avoiding Colt. I just couldn't face him yet. Not after all I had seen. It was Thursday before Colt approached me. "Hey Austin." He said, coming up to my locker after last period. And yes, my name is Austin, Austin Allen Collins, and I live in Texas. You might think I was named after the city, but you would be wrong. I was actually named after Stone Cold Steve Austin, my dad's favourite wrestler. But any way, Colt approached my locker. "Austin," he said again, "I know I've been kind of an asshole lately." "You don't say." I replied. If he was about to apologize, I wasn't going to make it easy for him. "Yea, look dude, I'm sorry, I really am. I've been going through some shit and I guess I just needed some space." "So, you just push me aside? Is that what best friends do? We've always told each other everything, so what's changed, dickhead?" I prodded him. I didn't expect him to fess up to anything, especially not here at school, and frankly, I didn't know if he would ever fess up. But over the last couple of days I had done a lot of thinking, and had decided I would try to be here for him, if he wanted it. "Look man, I'm sorry. I really am and I want to make it up to you. I got some killer weed and I'm free all weekend. Come on, we had a great time on your birthday." "Yea, then you turned back into an asshole. What's up with that?" "Come on bro.....I'm sorry! I have been a total dick and I know it. But we're brothers! Please forgive me. Come on, we'll get some beer and have a great weekend. My parents will be gone again!" I looked at his face and he really did seem to be sorry. But knowing what I knew about him, and that he was obviously really struggling with some heavy shit, I gave in. "All right asshole." I said. "Just me and you, all weekend. And you better get some good beer, not some piss water shit!" "I promise!" He smiled. "It's going to be a great best bro weekend!" I just shook my head as he walked away. Maybe he was planning to come clean this weekend. I actually hoped for his sake he would. That's a big fucking secret he's hiding. Friday night found us at his house as promised. He had a case of beer and a fat sack of weed. We hit the bong, then hit the video games. After a couple hours, several beers, and a lot of weed, things started to feel back to normal again. We were both just sitting there in our boxers and feeling good. Colt's fly gaped open and I could see his big, soft cock nestled against his large balls. It made me think of him shooting off as his ass got plowed. I tried not to think about it, but I couldn't stop. Throughout the night, Colt kept getting text messages. He would quickly respond to them, then pretend nothing had happened. He also got a couple of phone calls. "Aren't you going to answer that?" I asked him as his ringtone played the Toby Keith classic 'Beer for my horses.' "Naw. Voicemail can get it. This weekend is all about me and you, bro." He said as he grabbed my knee and gave it a squeeze. We kept on playing video games for a while, and I knew he wasn't going to bring it up, so I tried. "So what's been going on dude?" I asked. "What's this shit you've been going through?" Colt looked uncomfortable. "I'm not ready to talk about it yet." "Why not?" I asked. "Remember we tell each other everything. We've been jerking off together for years, what do we have to hide?" Colt just chugged on his beer. "I can't just yet. But I will, I promise." I let it drop. I figured he would tell me soon enough, so we continued with drinking, smoking, and gaming. Pretty soon it was 2 am and we were drunk and high and decided to hit the hay. As we lay on his bed, we both just stared at the ceiling. Now that we didn't have video games in front of us, the images of last weekend filled up my head. It was tearing me up inside and I couldn't control myself any longer. I ended up blurting out, "I know." Colt was silent for a moment before asking, "You know what?" "I know your secret dude!" I could hear Colt taking deep breaths in the dead silence. Finally he asked, "What secret is that?" God damn him! I was over the games and the lies and was determined to drag the truth out of him. I rolled over on my side and faced him. "I saw you. Last weekend." Colt rolled on his side with his back toward me. I continued, "I was tired of your bullshit so I went over to your house, and I saw, through the window." More tense silence followed as Colt processed what I had said. Finally he whispered, "You don't hate me?" My heart hurt that Colt actually thought I could hate him. "No dude, I don't hate you. I'm here right now, aren't I?" Colt rolled to face me. "I wanted to tell you a long time ago, but I didn't know how to bring it up. The thought of losing you scared me more than anything." "Dude," I said, looking him right in his eyes, "We're family. And you don't turn your back on family. No matter what." Colt just smiled at me, a look of relief on his face. "I mean, if you want to be gay, be gay. I don't give a fuck. I got your back bro. But all that other shit? What's that about? Do you really like that?" Colt was silent for a moment, averting his eyes from me before he replied, "Yea Austin, I do. I mean, I really, really do. I kind of always have. I used to check out all kinds of crazy shit online, and I always thought it was hot. Then I started chatting with Dante and Carlos, and when I turned 18, I met up with them and things just progressed. You think I'm a sick fuck, don't you?" I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling again. "I don't know what to think, man. I'm trying to be cool with all this. So what was up with the camera? Why did they say people had paid to see this?" "Well," he began, "Dante and Carlos have this internet business, and people from all over the world pay to watch these shows. 50 bucks a pop. And they're good guys. They split the money with me. Last weekend I made a thousand bucks." "A thousand bucks?" I asked incredulously as I turned back to him. "Yea, I'm their most popular guy right now. I bring in a HUGE audience." I was still trying to wrap my head around everything. "But, doesn't that kind of make you a whore?" I asked. "I don't really think about it like that." He replied. "I mean, I'm going to be having sex anyway, so why not make some money from it?" I remained silent as I pondered this. Colt just continued to look at me while he waited for the next question. "So, what about the drugs, dude?" I continued. "What was that shit you were smoking? And what was that brown bottle?" "Well, that brown bottle was poppers. They help you to relax. And the other stuff was Tina, or meth." I shot up on my elbows and looked down on him. "Meth? Are you fucking crazy?" "Relax man." He said. "It's not as bad as you think. Once in a while it's ok. You just have to control yourself. Look at me, I've been doing it for a couple of months now, do I look like I'm addicted?" I had to admit, he did look perfectly normal. "But, you were so fucked up that night." I said. "Yea I was." He laughed. "And I felt great! T is amazing shit! It's like a hundred times better than weed. It makes you feel so good, and it makes sex incredible!" He opened up his nightstand and pulled out a pipe and a baggie. "You wanna try some?" "What the fuck?" I asked, shocked. "You got that shit right here?" "Yea, come on. Give it a little try. It'll make you feel so good." I stared at the pipe in his hand before shaking my head. "I don't know man...." "Come on. It won't hurt you, I promise! You're my brother and I love ya, would I steer you wrong? Just give it a little try. It's awesome!" "Fine." I conceded. "I'll try it just this once to shut you up!" Colt's face lit up and his eyes sparkled as he started loading the pipe with the crystals. "Fuckin A dude! You're gonna love this!" He handed me the pipe and lit the small torch, melting the shards as he rolled the pipe. "Now," he said, "Put the pipe up to your lips and when the bowl fills with white smoke, inhale and hold it." I did as instructed, inhaling deep. It had kind of a weird taste to it, but wasn't too bad. Then I exhaled, and a large white cloud filled the air. "Now, take another one." Instructed Colt as he looked at me with a big smile on his face. I inhaled another big hit, and I started to feel warm and tingly as a rush went through my body. Colt took the pipe and inhaled a couple of big hits himself before asking me, "How do you feel?" "Warm and tingly." I replied, giggling a bit. "Good, now take a couple more." I took 2 more hits and my body started to feel like it was on fire. It was like I could feel every nerve in my body, and every nerve was telling me I was super horny. Colt took 2 more hits and handed me back the pipe. I took one more hit and the pipe was empty, which made me feel sad. Colt could see the disappointment on my face. "Don't worry buddy, I got plenty more." He said as he reloaded. "We're gonna get you feeling REAL good." I giggled a little more as he handed me the pipe, and I took 2 more hits. By now, I felt like I was floating and was kinda dizzy, but felt more alive than I ever had before. And hornier. "I got an idea. Instead of wasting smoke when we exhale, let's do a shotgun." He suggested. "What's that?" I asked. "When I take a hit, instead of just exhaling it, I put my mouth over yours and you breath in the smoke as I let it out. That way, we both benefit from the hit." I looked at him through my high state and giggled some more. "Sure, why not? I've done this much. Bring it on bro!" Colt hit the pipe and then slowly moved his face toward mine. My heart was pounding in my chest as he gently placed his lips against mine. I thought it would gross me out having another dudes lips on mine, but it didn't. Colt's lips were soft like a girls. I opened my mouth a little bit, and Cole started exhaling into me. I inhaled and felt his hot breath as it filled up my lungs, causing my cock to stir. He pulled away and looked deep into my eyes as I exhaled the smoke that had been in his body. "Your turn." He said, putting the pipe up to my lips. I took a big hit and leaned into him. When our lips touched again I felt a bolt of electricity jolt through my body. We opened our mouths and as I started exhaling, I felt his tongue enter my mouth. Instead of freaking out, I found myself responding to him. My own tongue inched forward until it was touching his. Gently, at first, our tongues rubbed over each others, but soon, I had melted into him and our kissing became stronger and more passionate. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him as our mouths tried to devour each other. It was weird at first, his hands on my body. These weren't soft, small girl hands. These were large, strong, rough man hands that were pulling my body against his, our bare chests rubbing against each other. He rolled me on my back and placed his larger body on top of me, our hard cocks pressing into each others rock hard stomachs. His rough hands explored my body, feeling like fire everywhere he touched me as his tongue raped my mouth. I ran my hands over his back, his strong, muscular back, relishing in the feeling of touching another man for the first time. I felt his powerful arms and grabbed his rock hard bubble butt as I moaned like a whore. After furiously making out for what seemed like an eternity, Colt pulled off me and looked down at my face, brushing my sweaty hair off my forehead. "You're so beautiful." He said. Now the straight guy in me should have been bothered by that, I suppose, but I think he was gone at this point. "So are you." I replied, looking deep into his eyes. Colt just started kissing my neck and chest before he planted one of his sexy lips on my nipple. He started sucking and nibbling on it, causing my cock to twitch as I gasped and moaned. He worked his magic on my nips before kissing his way down my stomach. He grabbed my 9 1/2 inch cock in his big hand and I gasped again at this new sensation. It felt so different than when a girl grabbed it. So much better. He licked the precum off the head before placing it in his mouth. He sucked on the knob as I squirmed before he slowly sank down on it, taking the entire thing down his throat. Holy shit! No bitch had EVER taken more than half my cock, and my best friend swallowed it with no problem! I groaned as I felt his throat muscles massage my shaft. Colt slid up and down my cock taking it to the root each and every time. He pulled off and grabbed some lube from the nightstand. Lubing up his finger, he started to insert into my ass. Now, I really should have stopped him at this point, but I was so high and so horned up, and everything up to now felt so amazing that I didn't even try to stop him. Colt slid his finger into me until I felt a jolt go through my body and my cock jumped. "Feel that baby?" He asked. "That's your prostate, and it makes you feel super good! Now just relax and let your bro show you how good it feels!" Colt stuck a second finger into me and started really rubbing it. I involuntarily spread my legs apart to give him better access. My cock felt like it was having one long, slow orgasm. "Oh yea baby." He moaned. "Look at all that precum! Your cock is like a river!" I looked down, and my stomach was covered with a big pool of it. Colt just leaned over and lapped it up like a puppy. Then he went back to sucking my cock. He added a third finger into my hole, and buried them as he worked my prostate. Soon, my whole body was shaking and I cried out as I exploded into the most intense orgasm I had ever had! Colt buried my cock in his throat as the first couple of jets shot off. Then he pulled back and took the rest of my cum into his mouth. After I stopped shaking and had given him the last of my load, he crawled up to my head and placed his mouth on mine. As I opened my mouth, Colt released the cum he was holding. We kissed as we rubbed my cum over each others tongue. Colt pulled off and loaded another pipe. "This one is all for you baby." He said, handing it to me. I didn't question him as I hit the pipe. He licked his finger and stuck it in the baggie, giving it a light covering of powder. "Now, this is going to burn a little bit." He said. "Just trust me baby, it'll pass." He stuck his finger in me as I took the fourth hit on the pipe, emptying it. I hissed as my ass burned while Colt finger fucked me. But he was right, it passed and was replaced by a new hunger. Colt made out with me as he lubed up his huge cock. "I want to take your virginity baby." He cooed in my ear. "Would you like that? Would you like your brother to take it? To be the first man inside you? Come on. Tell me you want it." "I do Colt!" I moaned. "I want it so bad! I want to feel you inside me!" "Good boy. That's what I want hear. Now, hit this." He said, handing me a brown bottle. "You're gonna need this!" I hit the bottle like I had seen him do before, and a new warmth rushed through my body, relaxing me. Colt climbed between my legs and lifted them up. "Now, when I start pushing in, you push out like you're taking a shit, got it?" I nodded. Then Colt started. He pushed against my butthole and I pushed back. I could feel my hole stretching and burning until it got to be too much. "Stop, please!" I begged him. "It's too big!" "Shhhh, I have faith in you." He said as he handed me the bottle again. "Take a few more hits." I hit the bottle a few more times as Colt kissed my neck. I could feel my asshole relax a bit as Colt started pushing again. I pushed back and Colt gave a sharp jab with his hips. His head popped past my anal ring and I let out a scream. Colt just covered my mouth. "Shhhhh baby. You did it. I'm inside of you. I'm so proud of you! Just relax and hit this some more." I hit the bottle a few more times and the pain subsided a bit. "Ok baby, ready?" He asked. "Cause here it comes. Now look at me. I want to see your eyes as I take you!" I looked at him through my tear stained eyes as he slowly started pushing into me. My insides felt like they were being ripped in two as his massive log sank into me inch by inch. I whimpered as he went deeper and deeper until eventually he had all 10 inches buried in me. "Oh baby, oh yeah! You did it!" He congratulated me as he kissed my neck. "You took all of me! I'm so proud of you. You got all of your brothers big fat cock buried in you!" He held it still for a while as my body adjusted to it. Then, he started to slowly fuck me. Just a little bit at first. Then gradually more and more. "Oh yea. Open up that pussy for me! Give me that hole! Give up that hole to your brother! Oh yea, you're loosening up baby, I can feel it. I'm gonna start really fucking you now!" And he did. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and held on tight as he started pounding me. The pain had passed and all I felt was immense pleasure. "Oh god Colt. Oh yea, fuck me man! Oh God you feel so good inside me!" "Oh baby, I've wanted this for so long. I love you so much Austin!" We started kissing again as he pounded my no longer virgin hole. He rode me hard for a solid 5 minutes before he started panting. "Oh god I'm gonna cum baby. Are you ready? Are you ready for your first big load of man cum in your pussy?" "Fuck yea bro, do it! Give it to me! Cum in me Colt! I love you too!" Colt squeezed me tight into his big, muscular body as he let out a roar and pumped me full of his seed. My cock shot off again between our rock hard stomachs as I was filled up with his cum.

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

I need to expand on my previous post. About 30 years ago, I was living in Brooklyn and my favorite haunt was the last hardcore Leather bar in NYC. I was nursing a beer when I spotted a "little person" in full leather with an armband on the dom side. "Can I give you a boost, Sir?" I asked. "Thanks boi!" He replied with a definite New England accent, holding his arms up. Lifting him up and onto the stool, he was a most attractive man. Reaching around and squeezing my butt, he lamented that even in the Leather community, he was rarely taken seriously. "One needn't be tall to be a STUD!" I assured him. "And this piggy boi likes what he sees, Sir!" "Piggy boi!" He repeated, "And a hot one at that!" Grabbing my hand, he shoved it down his crotch, where I felt a sizeable pierced cock, leaking precum and stiffening. "As you can feel, I'm not little all over, but before you decide if you'll come to my hotel, you need to know one thing. I only fuck bareback and I will cum up your ass!" My ass twitching, I replied, "Take me to your hotel, Sir and take me!" At his hotel, I leaned over the bed and he used a flogger on my ass. Next, he rimmed me, soaking my hole with spit. "Turn over on your back, boi!" He ordered and as I obeyed, he removed the codpiece from his chaps, revealing a 9" cock with a 2 gauge PA. "Lift your legs and show me your piggy hole!" He was gentle with me until his pierced cockhead was inside and then he rammed his full length into me. "Fuck me, Sir!" I begged as I felt his balls against my butt. "Nice, tight ass, boi! Made to be fucked!" After 10 minutes, he shouted, "Take my load!" I felt his cock spasm 8 times, filling my ass as he came deep inside me. Pulling out, he collapsed on top of me. Crawling up my body, he surprised me by kissing me. "Would you come to Boston and be my permanent boi?" He asked. "It's a flattering offer, Sir, but I enjoy being versatile and I doubt I'm capable of being a 24/7 boi and also I'm not cut out for monogamy!' I replied. "You've restored my faith in humanity and given me a wonderful memory, boi. If you don't mind, I have an early flight tomorrow and I should get some sleep." I returned to Brooklyn well fucked.

Words of wisdom from my first man..."Sexy comes in all shapes/sizes/colors!"....if the rest of you is as hot as your ass, I wouldn't turn you down.

"Oh Fuck me!", what did I just say? He needed no more encouragement. After a few fucks from his raw cock I found my voice; "You are safe aren't you ... when was your last test?" Still grinning, "Got my results 3 weeks ago. " his excellent fucking continued. "Oh good ... ... wait ... wait,and you are negative... right? " "FUCK NO " Silence on my part as his pounding picked up . As my voice came back, "then you are Poz? His grin and nod. "then you've started meds?" "Shit no! Why would I do that?" As I half heartedly tried to pull away from him he pinned me fast. "No ... pull out, get off me " I whimpered. But I clearly was not backing up my words with forceful actions. He bent down and kissed me with his luscious lips. I opened to his kiss and soon our tongues were entwined. His long raw cock deeper inside me than ever. "Please pull out" I pleaded, "I don't want to get infected ... I've never even bbed before. " Through his confident grin, " Look . What difference will it make now. You've already been exposed to a flood of my toxic precum... (as his movement began) just let me fuck you raw for a bit. " "Ok ... just a bit. You'll pull out before you cum right? What did I just say? To be continued

Wednesday had definitely earned its nickname “Hump day” today! I woke up at the ungodly hour of 5am feeling extremely horny! With morning wood, aching balls and cunthole aching for dick I decided to get hunting while getting my hole ready. After 30 minutes checking the usual app and sites I got a msg from a very horny 21yr old ginger builder lad looking for a juicy hole to drain his heavy hairy balls in. I told him he’d found his juicy hole & told him were to come, he was gunna be here for 6am. Opening the door to find him wearing his builders boots, joggers with his hard dick push out, hoody & high-vis vest! My horniness intensified going off the scale, he went to take his boots off but I told him to leave them on. He pushed his joggers down and his juicy thick hairy uncut ginger dick sprang out! He was eager to get it in my cunthole letting me have a very quick taste of it before he got me bent over the back of my sofa. He pushed his foreskin over his big swollen purple bell end, rubbed his pre cum on my hole and pushed hit in. I gasped and groaned with pleasure as the initial sting turned to waves of pleasure. His rough hands gipping me at the hips he dripped his dick in me hard fast and balls deep! “ Your pussy feels so fuckin good” he said “ I’m getting close” through my groaning i told him his dick felt fuckin amazing & I begged him to breed me as i groaned louder & louder! A few seconds later he roared & thrust balls deep into me! His dick was pumping hard & fast, so fast I almost instantly lost count. I was distracted & very turned on by the warm feeling inside me of his cum filling me up, it was like he was pissing cum into me. He slowly eased his still rock hard dick out of my hole, just before he bell end popped out his juicy cum started leaking out, once out his load gushed out running down my balls & inner thighs! I groaned with pleasure as I reached back to feel my sloppy hole! He then said “ I’ve got more for you I’m going back in” leaning on my elbows I worked my nipples as he rammed back in my sloppy squelching cunthole! He raided it hard for a minute or so then said he was gunna cum again! He thrust hard again, legs trembling as he roared! His dick pumped hard again but not as fast, I gently gripped his dick which made him groan & make hard thrusts into me. This was when he made me cum, I’d been getting close and this was the final jabs on the spot that were needed to make me cum. I howled as my legs trembled & my dick squirted my thick load down the back of the leather sofa. He was very pleased with himself as I sucked him clean & eagerly agreed to meeting again soon. Even after breeding bred twice and cumming my cunthole was still hungry so after cleaning up I got back to checking online. It was now nearly 7am & loads more guys online, while scrolling on scruff I saw one of my fit young fuck buds from the nearby uni was online. He’s a very horny muscular black lad who’s studying sports & plays football (soccer) with his mates as well as being in the uni football team, as a result he had gorgeously big muscular & very hairy thighs that are so good to grip hold of when on your back taking his big dick. I woofed him & msg’d him offering to drain his balls! He replied almost instantly talking me up on my offer as long as I didn’t mind it being quick cos he had training with the team at 8am. I told him my sloppy cum filled pussy didn’t mind & I’d be ready for him on my back in the garden as usual. He loves it outdoors in all weathers & he such a good fuck u don’t even noise the cold or rain in the winter! He came through the garden gate with his sports back hiding his massive hard dick in his compression pants. He dropped the bag, pushed down his pants revealing his huge uncut dick & his gorgeous hairy legs. I was on my back on workouts mat & towel, he got between my legs & pushed his 10” dick in, I groaned as he went balls deep & leaned in for a kiss. He plowed me hard & deep for a good 20 minutes ending with us on our sides, him fucking me from behind when he bred me with his big thick creamy load. Before leaving he gave me the bbrt profile details of a new top mate of his that he’s teamed up with a few times saying “ He’s a big black muscle bull who loves digging his dick in white arse”. The edge had been taken off my cuntholes aching for dick....that was until I got on bbrt & found this guys profile! 🤤 6’3” tall, big muscles with gorgeous big hairy pecs and a huge uncut dick! My pussy was now like an over excited child & it ached with equal intensity! He was offline but I messaged him anyway saying who’s given me his details etc then had a quick look on the other apps before plugging my hole to keep the cum in me while i had another shower to freshen up. After my shower I saw notifications on my phone & Mac, 2 guys really got my attention with their horny messages. One was a stocky married guy with a fat 8” uncut dick looking for a quick fuck in his bed while his wife was out, breeding my arse right where breeds her. The other guy a fit 25 yr old Bulgarian lad with a tanned complexion & nice big chiselled hairy pecs, big uncut 9” cock, big untouched bush round his dick, big hairy balls, very hairy meaty bubble arse & very hairy legs. His msg asking if I was up for a long session getting his big gypsy cock in me filling me with his big gypsy loads!! I replied to the married guy saying I could go to him now & asking for his address. I then messaged the Bulgarian saying I was about to get str8 married cum in my arse was he up for coming over in about 30 minutes. As I arrived at the married guys house Bulgarian replied saying he’d wait, I replied saying I’d msg him very soon. Married guys big fat dick and stocky hairy body really turned me on, on my back feeling his weight and powerful thrusts inside me in his marital bed. I milked his dick with my cunthole making him cum quick! He bred a big thick load in me then pushed my plug back in just before I left. I’d been in & out in 20 minutes, I msg the Bulgarian saying I was ready for his big gypsy dick. He arrived 5 minutes after me, handsome lad, about 5’9” strong muscular build with the odd scar on his body which enhanced his sexy gypsy wilderness! He was very dominant and aggressive which I love. Using me for his pleasure and satisfaction, manhandling me into whatever position he wanted! 7 hours of hard sweaty rough fucking and breeding. He bred 4 loads in my cunthole and shot a 5th down my throat. He made me orgasm 3 times and surprised me at the end when he offered up his gorgeous hairy arse which I’d been lustfully groping the whole time! When I realised he wasn’t joking my dick instantly got hard and I wasted no time getting my dick in. I fucked him hard and after 5 minutes I was breeding my big thick load in him, roaring from the intense orgasm! shortly after 6pm a bbrt notification popped up on my Mac, it was the guy I’d messaged in the morning. He asked if I was free tonight for a 3sum with him and a mate & could I accom. I told him I was up for it and I could accom, he said his name was Andre & they’d be he by 8:30pm Andre looked even more god like in the flesh, his huge arms shoulders & pecs bursting out of the track suit jacket he was wearing & his joggers skin tight in his big muscular thighs & muscle arse. His mate is a white guy called Richard, nearly as tall as Andre, muscular too but more a swimmer build, dark hair, blue eyes, thin layer of flat smooth fur coving his pecs, big wild natural bush around his thick 9” uncut dick & hairy low hanging balls. Nice strong legs covered in thick dark curly hairy as is his muscle arse. After giving them both oral while both too turned deep rimming me they fucked me, Andre first, fucking me hard & rough while I sucked Rich, he fucked till breeding his load in me then they swapped. After breeding a load each in me we blew big clouds & the started tag teaming my arse taking turns to raid my cunthole hard, we moved to the wet room shower for some very horny piss fuck action. After more cloud blowing things got harder & rougher. It’s 7:30am Thursday morning & we’re have a short break. They’ve been stretching my cunthole with their big thick manly finger trying to fist fuck me & open me up enough to double fuck me.

Just about to fall asleep and get a msg from a guy asking for an ass pic. Sent a pic and he asks to breed me. I told him the location and he said he was 10 mins away and on the way. Saw somewhat of a pic from his profile. Approx 21,latino, appeared to be athletic build. No dick pic seen. Told him I'd have to let him in the back door of the hotel, but wouldn't look at him much to keep it anon. Got him in the door and headed up to get in position ass up face down with blindfold on. Messaged him I was ready and he came in. Pounded me for a good 20 mins before breeding my ass. Nice dick too. He messaged afterwards thanking me. I told him definitely anytime. Planning to meet again. That's 4 loads for the night and heading to bed.

"The limousine dropped us back at the building and as we entered my condo, Maureen noticed Mary's portrait. 'Nice touch. Mom would approve.' She said, kissing me on the cheek. I'll have it framed and ship it to you. Walt squeezed my shoulder in appreciation. Vic, my friend from the Double Deuce fixed plates of food for the 3 of us and gave us the 1 beer he'd allow us to have. Fred and Ron, the couple who lived next door arrived and that's when I realized I'd neglected something. We don't have enough chairs! 'There's a cart with 2 dozen folding chairs in the party room.' Walt said, fishing the keys from his pocket. 'Fred and I will go get them.' Ron said, taking the keys from Walt's outstretched hand. 'So, you're not perfect after all!' Maureen chuckled. Fred and Ron returned and immediately went to work setting up the chairs. Before long, people began to arrive. While the funeral was appropriately somber, the reception was more upbeat with people reminiscing and the 3 of us managed the occasional smile. People came and went and I was amazed by the turnout. Mary would have been proud. By 6 PM, things had quieted down. Vic made sure we had dinner before he took the chairs back to the party room and cleaned up. He left my place spotless. I gave him a hug and thanked him for going above and beyond. 'You've always treated my staff right, so this is my way of giving back.' He said. The next few days were spent with friends and family. When it was time for Maureen to go home, Walt and I drove her to the airport. It was a tearful goodbye and yet, the 3 of us were closer than ever." "Mickey kissed me on the cheek." 'You're such a caring man! Dr Wilhelm would be proud of you. Your parents must be proud of you! I've just met you and I'm proud of you!' He said. To be continued

Pretty good for me, got 10 loads!

Only condom I ever use are the ones already filled with cum that I can dump into my hole.

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.

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.

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."

I’m not a picky ass eater at all. Sweaty, all day/all night used, after work, after gym, etc. is fine for me as well as a fresh washed one. A hole is a hole, one of the most exciting part of the men’s body.

Chapter 7: More Fun and Games (Sorry for the delay between chapters, this one is short, but it is setting up for what have been planning for chapter 8) Jason reluctantly untied the rope he used to bind our balls together, playfully tugging at them as he undid the knot. All the while, he and I were still pushing the double header back and forth. The chems from earlier still drowning my brain in a lust filled craze. “oh fuck son” I mumbled as I writhed in the pool of our sweat and piss. Jason had more planned though as he began to pull away, the dildo coming out of his stretched hole with a wet plop sound before he began to climb over me, straddling his gaping hole over my face before pulling the rest of the double header from my hole. “Time for some of what Matt and I call Arm Wrestling” Jason said as he began to work his hand into the cavernous gape the giant toy had left. Taking the hint, I reached my arm forward and slid my hand into his gaped mancunt with little resistance, the thick coat of piggy fuck-slime coating us both had each of our bodies fully lubed, and after all we had put each others asses through, we were both quickly punch fucking each other. I would pull one fist out of his slick wet hole before punching the other one in, switching back and forth before trying to work more and more of my other hand in at the same time. Jason was making similar efforts with my hole, although as I heard him say, “oh fuck dad, you are taking both hands forearm deep” that it was clear he was going faster than me. I wasn't entirely sure what the goal of his version of arm wrestling was, but as far as I was concerned, since I had my bodybuilder son's sweaty piss covered body grinding against me as we we in a fisting 69, I was winning. We rolled and re-positioned each other on our sides to gain better access and I lost track of time as we worked to further stretch each others holes to their obscene limits. The pig stink funk fully filling the room as we rutted in each others gapes. The Tina still keeping me with limp party dick, but it was leaking a mix of piss and precum like a faucet; with Jason's rock hard rod leaking similarly between us. “Oh fuck yeah dad, Take it” Jason would say in between outbursts of “oh yeah, right there daddy” as I slid my fingers along the insides of my boys ass. I did the best I could to try to keep pace with what he was doing to me, but the waves of pleasure that kept exploding from my hole and repeatedly making my body convulse in frequent partial orgasms made it hard to focus on anything other then the feeling of what my son was doing to my ass. “Fuck I'm close, suck my dick dad!” Jason ordered, as he pulled his hips back to give me access to his cock, and I withdrew one of my hands from his slut hole to grab is rock hard cock and pull it into my mouth as he shot volley after volley of his delicious poz cum into my hungry mouth. I instinctively swallowed most, but tried to save some to savor the flavor and texture of my son's toxic seed. Even after Jason's cock had stopped spewing cum into my hungry mouth, I could still feel his ass clenching and unclenching around the hand I still had forearm deep in his hole. “You win that round, best two out of three” Jason eventually said after catching his breath (Apparently the goal of that game was to fully get the other person off first, good thing the partial orgasms he kept giving me didn't count) I started to think before he went back to working my prostate and making me convulse as the sensations overcame me again. “ok, new game, best two out of three” Jason said before withdrawing his hands from my hole and beginning to climb off me, forcing me to pull my hand from his hole as well (and worse, pulling his softening cock from my mouth) Jason bounced to “standing” up on his knees and looked down at me with a playful gaze and devilish smile as he puffed out his chest and said in his best Dr Evil voice“And now agent Bond, for a game you will surely lose” he joked as his glistening muscular frame towered above me, and he stroked his pierced cock back to life and it's 9x7 glory. “King of the hill” he said in his normal voice before following with “Standard rules, winner is whoever is on top!” With that, he pounced back onto me. I put up no resistance and he had me pinned face down into the soaking wet bed and he plunged his cock back into my hungry hole. (I love this kids stamina and enthusiasm). His body seemed to wrap around me as he bucked his hips with a primal and animalistic vigor. The wet slapping and sloshing sounds working as a background for our mutual moans and grunts. “fuck you feel so good dad” Jason moaned into my ear as I mumbled out a barely coherent stream of “fuck me son, oh god yes, breed me, you feel so good!” He wrapped one arm over my shoulder to push me back to his thrusts while his other arm reached down below my knee to pull it up and against him more as he began to fully long-stroke jackhammer into me. I could only let out a long series of whimpering cries as he fucked my stretched out hole with full force as fast as he could. My son was using me as a human fleshlight as he pounded ass with full abandon. The sound of the front door opening and shutting sharply pulled us both our of our crazed state as we both tensed and paused before hearing Matt voice echoing through the house, “DAAAAAD, I'm Home!” The knowledge that it was his brother let us relax and Jason slowly resumed sliding in and out of my hole. By the time Matt stepped back into my bedroom, he had stripped naked again and was stroking his freakishly huge cock to its full glory, while Jason's thrusting had returned back to its previous frenzied pace. “Have you two been in bed all day” Matt said as he climbed into bed and presented us with his huge pole. I latched onto the tip of it and began licking and sucking under the foreskin as Jason slowed down his pace and said, “Why, What time is it? How long has it been?” “Sundown dude, I left like 10 hours ago, did dad eat or drink anything?” Matt asked, “that wasn't you” he followed up. “Not... yet...” Jason said in short grunts as his breathing and pace picked up, refusing to be distracted by his brothers interference. Before Matt could reply, Jason's body flexed and he hugged me against him tight as he let out a loud guttural yell and his dick pulsed in my hole. “FUUUUUCK” he yelled as he shoved his dick as far into me as he could and shot another load of his poz cum in my ass. As his grip on my loosened, he said “One, One, We're tied now old man” Jason said. “oooh, I love family game night” Matt said playfully as he figured out exactly what his brother was up to. “and I have the perfect idea for a tie breaker” Matt said with a sinister grin “While I was out I talked to a few of my dirtier clients, and I set up another fun little surprise for tonight... in about an hour we are gonna have a room full of dirty toxic slampig party tops, here to gangbang and fully charge some stretched out bugchasing meth slut manpussy... “ Matt said in a dominate tone as he re-asserted control over me and his brother before following with, “Now go rinse you and Dad off, and re-hydrate, because we are gonna have a good old fashioned whore off!”

I have been submitting lots of ads seeking doms to come by and turn me from a bi kinky shy dad into a slutwhore by being held down and forced to take some thing like weed, coke, or others but without much success. Recently 'tho, I met up with someone who replied to my ad than really blew my mind away. We arranged to meet at my house while my wife and kids were away. Further I was to be dressed only in white g-string and white socks. George came by and we sat down and chatted. We had already agreed that he could force me to take some Tina and than seduce me. As we chatted, he took out his glass pipe and prepared some crystals in the bowl. When he leaned over to kiss me, I resisted and tried to move away. This got him angry and he forcibly kissed me pushing my mouth open and invading my mouth with his tongue. He then lit his glass pipe, took a deep hit, bent over me and kissed me hard as he forced the contents of the glass pipe in me. He took another hit and did the same. He then held me down, pinched my nose as he held the glass pipe directly in my mouth and waited for me to gasp for breath and inhale deeply through the glass pipe. Once he sensed I was feeling the effects of the Tina, he started caressing my nipples, teasing them, before licking and sucking them. My nipples have always been really sensitive but they have never felt so sensitive before. I was writhing with desire as he started caressing me as he continued to lick and suck on my tits. I almost fainted with desire when he started to tease my ass with his finger. I was trying to wriggle my ass so his fingers could work its way in me. All this time he kept asking me if I was ready to be his crystal whore. By this time I was so turned on I was pushing my ass against his fingers as he started inserting first one, then two until finally he had all four fingers in me. I was begging for him to fuck me. He told me to go on all fours and then started to fuck me, doggy style. As he rode me, he kept playing with my nipples. I was feeling so good that I was begging for him to fuck me harder and deeper and make me his whore. He then laid down on his back with his cock standing up. I was so horny by now that straddled him and sat on his cock as I fucked myself on him. As I worked my ass on his cock, I leaned forward so he could suck on my nipples as I fucked him. Oooh, the feeling was just fantastic. I was feeling so horny and turned on. I was now such a slut I was begging for him to make me his whore. He then pulled out and made me suck his cock that had been in my ass which love doing so much I have never been such a nasty whore before for a gay guy, but I just sucked his gorgeous cock without a second thought even though it has just been in my ass. He rammed his cock in until I gagged, but he kept at it, telling me he was gonna make sure I learned how to deep-throat his cock. I was starting to have regrets as the Tina wore out. He than had me lay on my back and as he fucked me with my legs high over his shoulders, he took another hit and lean over and kissed me and exhaled into me. This time I gladly sucked in all I could. He repeated this about five times before sitting me up and making me take a couple more hits directly from the glass pipe. I was feeling so horny from the Tina I was begging for him to fuck me and cum in my pussy ass. I've never been fucked so hard and so long and felt so horny when he licked and sucked my tits. We kept at it for at least four hours. I only wished there were more guys using me 'cause I was so turned on I would have been willing to be gang banged. He finally came in my ass and forced his cock in my mouth. I have never enjoyed the taste of cum, but was so turned on I gladly sucked it all in and had him rub it all over my face. I was no longer put off by the taste of cum, but reveled in it. When he finally stopped fucking me, he told me that the next time, he would blindfold me, and turn me into his whore, adding that he would have a few guys use me at the same time. I can't wait!

So I'm hoping this is the right part of the forum to post this. As the title suggest, I'm a slut for these types of dudes. Then again, I'm a slut for a lot of types LOL The ubermasculine, tough and rough type of straight dudes, I'm immediately noticing these type of boys on the street. They don't have to be clasically handsome, they might have rough edges, brutish looks and it turns me on 😛 Some of them white trash also looks a bit more sleazy and unkempt but still ruggedly hot in a way, like damn there are some hot af homeless guys out there who I just want to slurp up. And I have to admit, if they are the guys that are 'all-about-the-pussy' and 'fag basher' types, it makes this boy even hornier. Not saying pretty boys aren't hot, wouldn't say no to one but there's just something special about them lol I like to sort of 'hunt' my way towards them, try to suggest and seduce them but it doesn't always work. But when it does, I feel like the the literal whore in heat haha. Most of them completely forget the condom when they actually get in the zone (sometimes with the help of a good porn with some busty girl) and just want to ram their delicious cocks into a hole. When they finish, they pretty much leave in a hurry or make me leave as fast as possible. Also there's this side to it where you have to coax some of them with actual cash and aren't all comfortable in it. Is it bad to say it makes me hot that I still get to enjoy their straight cocks? Surely I'm also not the only one here who's into these sort of things right?

Hopped on A4A running errands, a familiar profile pops up with a message. His uncut cock looks perfect, but it's at weird angles. He agrees to meet. He comes out, takes me in through the window next to the front door, and I'm in a sex den. We both strip and he hands me poppers. I get to work on his dark uncut cock, 7x6 and offer I'd just cleaned out if he wanted to fuck me. He fingered me twice as I offered him my ass, then he stood up and guided me onto the bed where I spread out, popped my ass out and took his pounding for about 10 minutes. "Can I breed you?" he asked "oh yes, fuck yes, please breed me" was my reply. He pumped into me at least a dozen times, and kept pulsing as he got soft. I can't wait for another load from him.

Cum directly in a mouth or ass. One less step to do or worry about. OINK!

I think facials are a stupid idea developed for porn films and they’re a complete waste of time outside of that context. Cum in my mouth or cum in my ass. It’s better for everyone involved.

Fuck yes, chems and family fun. Reminds me of when I discovered my nephew's side hustle in gay porn while bating to pornhub.

I haven't been since last year. I was traveling until COVID and now stuck at home. But I can't take much more of this isolation. I am definitely making the rounds during my Christmas vacation.

I understand the hatred for condoms and personally haven't used them in years. Despite that I still keep some handy, partially out of habit. Maybe I'm in the minority but I like having them as an option that's never used. I find it hot when a guy ignores/refuses a condom. My last long term ex used to always have a drawer full of them by the bed and would take one out before sex. Not once did we end up using them but it was always hot to go through the motions of going from "we should use a condom" to "take my load".

I Love men who are all shaved smooth!

I was a member of MAFIA (Middle American Fists In Action) for years in Chicago. This is when the parties happened underneath Leather6410 and Jackhammer. The club rules required gloves, but it was about 50/50 on usage at the parties. If John or Jose were on Sentry Duty, you gloved up. I am 100% 50/50 on gloves. With an experienced versatile fisters or incredible tops of course I want bare hands. There are exceptions. Total tops who have never bottomed usually, but not always, lack finesse and their technique and nails can be rough. And at a MAFIA party I would on average take 6 fists. A rough, inexperienced or the rare "nails are iffy, but he's so hot guy I will accept a gloved hand. When topping a new fister that "thinks" he did a deep clean, but has trapped water past his second bend, or just doesn't know, I will opt for a glove. Unless you are Scatman Carruthers, I am not into it. If you FF long enough, you or one of your Fisting Posse is going to get hurt, have something come up like diverticulitis, or any combination of the above. Sometimes gloves give them their FF life back. One guy while partying and fisting jokingly told his top that "if you can reach my heart. I am yours forever.' The guy took him literally and busted through his intestinal wall why trying to get his heart. So when I fisted this guy after he recovered enough to try FF again, I definitely wore gloves. Here is a pro tip if you have to wear nitrile gloves. Turn them inside out before you put them on. The inside of the glove is smoother and less powdery. I got that tip from Friendlywasp in Chicago. Chicago is a great town to play in with some legendary FF's. Another tip: If you are smart, you will invest some of your FF playtime with the older guard. You will learn so much from them. I learned technique, proper lube usage, slow play, punch fisting technique, how to minimize nail contact by hand position, how to breathe, how to interpret the hole. and when to push/not push. If you are ever in Ontario, Oregon or Boise come shove your hand up my ass or a couple loads or piss. I am a sub with a PlaySpace. Few limits.

100% raw in poz fag hole. No expectations

Yooo. just joined lookin to chat n meet with bros that actually like a cummy hole lol. 18yo bttm. been taking loads for a long time and just tired of safe only grindr dudes. if ur down to chat get at me bruh😛

(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”.

Here’s a hot hypnosis video for guys with small cocks. [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5d398630d5d36

Yep, always been ahead of trends. I eat arse/ butt always have. Gotta say most married men who visit me, always want me to eat them out. I am fanastic at rimming. Love sweaty,musky taste, not shite though.

I don't know what any "protocol" for druggie sex might be. That said, if you've got a site that caters to a wide range of interests, you'd likely want to put the most widely discussed and shared topics first, so that a casual user who hits the site isn't slapped in the face with, say, chem-induced orgies or nullo eunuchs right away; if that's the first thing a user sees, there's a significantly non-zero chance (if he's not into those) that he'll turn away and not scroll through the rest of the site to see the variety of topics.

In terms of load exchange, I had a chance to fuck a bottom raw. I noticed there was a used condom in the trash. I slipped it on, jacked a bit, took the condom off, and the bottom received two loads in him when I shot.

CHAPTER 14 I went back to my bed and sat down for a few minutes rehashing what I had done so far since arriving here. My head was spinning. Soon enough I snapped out of my trance, straightened my bed, retrieved my towel and key, and went off to take a shower. It was a shower I needed I thought not realizing that by doing so I was also advertising myself. I returned to my room stopping by Ian's room only to hear that he obviously was occupied. From my walk through the hall, I came to realize there were several modes of advertising what one was seeking and on reaching my room I began in earnest to put into multiple practice what I had just learned in the past few hours. I was determined to become an expert. When I was satisfied with my room, I once more made a walk to the shower room, used a urinal, and made a slow walk back through the full length of the hall from one end to the other finally arriving at my room. I unlocked the door pushing it wide open. I snapped off the overhead light and walked to the desk lamp. I covered the shade with a t-shirt which I pinned on the top of it and clicked on the lamp. The room was dimly lit by the desk lamp behind me and the bed was flooded with light coming from the hall. I climbed onto the bed naked and lay face down with my legs spread and flexed. I waited no more than five minutes. A young guy probably in his thirties from what I could tell had stopped on the opposite side of the hall so that he could be seen in the hallway light. He began rubbing the front of his towel causing his cock to rise up. I moved my hips enough on the bed that they could be seen moving. I made a last invitation to him. I rose up leaning on my left arm reaching behind me with my right hand and shoved a finger in my ass pumping my ass with this finger. After fucking myself a few times, I withdrew my finger, sucked it clean, and once again lay down flat. This new man now moved across the hall into my room shutting the door behind him. He walked to the bed in the dim lighting removing his towel as he approached. His now swollen cock bobbed as he made the last few steps to the bed. I was now face down as flat on the bed as I could get. I bent my knees as far as I could spreading my ass wide and finally hooking the tops of my feet at the edge of the bed. I waited. The bed began to move slightly as he climbed up onto it. As he did so, I adjusted myself so that I ended up in doggie position in front of him. He made his final adjustment grasping lightly my hip as I felt the tip of his cock line up to my hole. It was a little high but I figured he'd work that out which he did. We were good to go . . . and we did. I was awake until after seven the next morning when the last of my visitors left me. My first unknown visitor returned twice more during the night filling me with more copious amounts of his cum which I relished. I had also swallowed three cum loads during the night as that was all that those men wanted. Disappointment was what I felt but came to realize later at least I got their cum in me. What really mattered to me were my visitors who stopped by and fucked me leaving their own loads of cum deep in my ass. I collected cum in my ass from seven men that first night not counting Glen and my first visitor. None of the fucks were all that memorably super as Glen's and my first visitor. But they set in motion a string of events that would see me through the rest of my life. I had the seed sown--no pun intended--of becoming a cum addict. My swimming practice in a pool was done but not as extensively as I led my parents to believe. I made reference to swimming but included my ass in the commentary knowing how much swimming had taken place in there by all those billions if not trillions of whip-tailed DNA samples. When I did take to the pool, I forced myself to concentrate on actually swimming for competition. But, by and large the vast majority of the swimming related to all the sperm I took in me. I called Glen again early Saturday afternoon to see if we could have a rematch. We did. He gave me three grand deposits as he had before. He added a fourth unexpected load of cum when he asked about my night and morning which I relayed to him providing him with as much detail as he wanted. I wanted to hold nothing back from him. Glen and I visited and fucked as often as possible through the years given my circumstances. It became easier when I left home for university as I would often return and spend my weekend with him and almost always with his beautiful cock shoved in my ass . . . or mouth on occasion. Glen introduced me to rimming as well as water sports. He told me that in everything I tried with him I definitely excelled and surpassed his expectations. All I know is he was an excellent teacher who never laid claim to exclusivity on me which I knew I could never give. I knew he would never ask for such exclusivity the weekend he mentioned having a three-way with a buddy of his which I easily and readily agreed to do. To say my first 3-way was a total success would be such an understatement. What was supposed to be a one time 3-way thought to last maybe an hour turned into just over three hours. Glen and Bob--his buddy--took turns fucking me while the other rested. The two of them had me spitted between them three times and filled my ass each time. I still have fond memories of that particular weekend. As for my stay at the Y, that first weekend also holds fond memories for me. All toll, I swallowed at least a dozen cum loads during that weekend and sucked at least that many cocks with no cum. From the note hand records that I made weeks later, I got fucked by 21 different men excluding Glen and my first visitor that weekend. Of the 21 men, 9 of them fucked me twice. The word had spread up and down the hall, and I was definitely a hit even with some bottoms who fucked me which I took as a huge compliment. Twice in the shower and three times in the hall I was unceremoniously surrounded by several men, forced to bend over, and was fucked in full view of every man in the shower or hall. I had no inhibitions by the time I left the Y on Sunday. Through the years I returned to the Y meeting up with a few of the men from my first weekend who remembered me and willingly spread the word about my being a cum slut. I was so proud each time I was informed that some man knew all about me. To be fair, I found that the more I got fucked and filled with cum my own cock and balls began to grouse at being left out. Yet, they did nothing on their own but remind me they were still attached. So, to help myself as well as to repay kindnesses shown to me, I would every five or six hours find a willing bottom including Ian to be sure and blow my own ball contents into a willing hole. Willy and the twins were ever so grateful but this only resulted in my ass screaming at me to get it back in the game which I always did.

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.

The second video reminded me of a trip to DC to just get fucked the whole weekend. A BBRT party ad was up for a routine group hosted at an apt a couple blocks from Crew Club. On another previous trip I had attended the same party, but it wasn't much happening the first time. This time was different. Lots of guys approx 25-30 were there. Undressed and put clothes in a marked bag. Got into the bedroom where a couple guys fucking, some were sucking other guys and annoyingly some were standing around socializing. I got on my knees and started sucking this muscular black guy for a bit then me placed me on the edge of the bed on all fours. He fucked me until he bred me. He pulls out then one after another 4 more guys slide in behind, mounted, fucked and bred me. Never saw most of them. Damn wish I have this happen again.

ethan wolfe runner up: topher dimaggio

Being a submissive total bottom I take his cum wherever he wants to deposit it, I like facials and the feel of cum the warmth and as it gets in my eyes and the feeling as it runs and drys on my skin, I must confess I prefer it in my mouth to coat my tongue and tastebuds I love to taste each man’s cum before swallowing every drop,

Love shaving a guy’s cock and cunt, eating his newly shaved hole out and fucking him. Shaved a fuck buddy’s head a few weeks ago as he gagged in my cock. He had to keep very still so I didn’t cut his head. Made cumming up on, piss face fucking him and finally shooting a wad down his throat very intense. Then flipped him over and fisted his already cummy hole.

Part 16 Rob slowly opened his eyes. He had no idea where he was. The small room didn’t look like the back room of the leather store. The last he remembered, he was bound to a fuck bench in a jock strap while being photographed. Similar to when he was on the fuck bench, he couldn’t move. However, he now was sitting up at an angle and there was some sort of gag in his mouth. He ran his tongue around the object in his mouth he realized it was a penis gag from the shape. What was the same to him was that he still felt incredibly horny and he could feel his hard cock throbbing. As his vision cleared, he could see himself in a large mirror. He was bound in some kind of chair. The chair looked like a cross between a barber’s chair and some kind of gynecologist exam table. His spread legs were slightly elevated and bound to some sort of stirrup support. From the angle he was bound, he could actually see his asshole in the mirror. His pink hairless hole looked and felt wet. He also noticed that the red jock strap was gone and he was completely naked. Rob was dumbfounded; he didn’t remember this set up at the photo shoot at all. It seemed like he wasn’t even in the leather store anymore. Once he gained more of his senses, he also noticed the large video screen in front of him that was playing some sort of porn. He wondered where Nick and the photographer Tony had disappeared to and why they had left him alone like this. He tested his bonds but they were too tight, he even had limited movement of his head. Once he gained full consciousness all he could really do was stare at the porn on the screen in front of him. While watching the porn on the screen he came to the realization that he recognized the setting. Although the video was just composed of a series of clips, he could tell it was from the gangbang party from the other night. He caught glimpses of some of the bottoms he had used such as the ginger and the Asian. There was a short clip of Cody fucking the blonde at the fuck racing station, one of a bottom sucking Jesse’s pierced cock and even one of a bottom being pissed fucked. That muscle Viking Dolf was also featured in the video, including a 2 minute long clip of his scorpion tattooed cock pumping in and out of some hole. Rob even believed that he caught a glimpse or two of himself in some of the crowd scenes. The tape was playing on a loop so when he saw some of the same scenes playing over and over his ego took over. “Why aren’t I featured in this video,” he thought. “I did a great job fucking that night.” Rob was brought back to reality by the sound of a door opening and closing. With that sound, three people entered and stood in front of him. Two of the men were big muscular bears dressed in full leather that he did not recognize, but the third man was Nick. “Well, well look who is back to reality,” Nick sarcastically remarked. “How are you enjoying the accommodations?” he laughed. Rob struggled against his bonds and tried to speak but to no avail. Nick reached over and gave Rob’s hard cock a little slap. “It looks like you are happy to see us and are enjoying the show on the screen.” Nick then held up a remote and clicked it. “Let me show something else that I think you’ll like.” The video on the screen changed and Rob’s image appeared. The video showed a couple of still shots of him that must have been taken at the party and then moved to action clips. Although he still didn’t understand why he was bound to the chair and being forced to watch the video, his first thought was actually “I guess they realized I am a star performer and deserved my own exclusive video; the clips are actually quite flattering and hot.” The video clips showed him fucking and degrading the bottoms during the party. Included were audio snippets of his voice barking instructions and making derogatory comments to the bottoms. Then words stared flashing sporadically with the clips. TOTAL TOP DOMINANT AGGRESSIVE RAW POWER ALWAYS IN CONTROL Rob loved the video and his cock started dripping pre-cum as he re-lived his experiences at the party through watching the video. But then a couple of confusing phrases popped up and lingered on the screen. ALL THINGS COME TO AN END TIME FOR A CHANGE Finally a clip appeared that showed Dolf grabbing Rob’s ass and winking at the camera followed by the hashtag: #TURNTHETOP It took Rob a minute or two but he suddenly understood the implication and started struggling again and yelling into the penis gag. Nick gave an evil laugh, “I see you are excited to get started with your featured performance tonight.” Rob desperately tried to shake his head NO, but his restraints kept him from really rotating his head from side to side. Nick continued, “This is what you wanted whore; just look at the evidence.” “First there is that throbbing cock of yours; it is actually dripping pre-cum.” Rob glanced down toward his cock and saw Nick was right. He didn’t understand why he was so hard right now, but for some reason his cock just wouldn’t go down. “Next there is the little matter of these,” Nick said as he pulled a prescription drug bottle out of his pocket and shook it in front of Rob’s face. “You have been so adamant that you were a total Top and didn’t therefore need to worry about HIV.” “Even though that may be a misguided belief, you were very vocal in expressing it.” “So if that’s the case, why would you be taking PReP; must be that you were planning on getting fucked raw.” “From the date of the prescription on the bottle it looks like you have been taking these regularly for a long time, so by conjecture you must have really wanted to take cock for at least as long.” With that final statement, Nick shook the pill bottle one more time and tossed it into a nearby trash can. Rob’s eyes were popping out of his head. He didn’t understand how Nick could have his prescription bottle and if he knew about the PReP, what else did he know? Nick then held up a stack of papers “Most importantly however my little cum dump wannabe, there is the matter of all these waivers, consent forms and contracts you signed.” “Here let me read you something from this one.” Nick flipped the pages on one of the documents and began reading. “Quote < I urgently realize my true desires and respectfully request that I am trained and transformed into a cock craving cum dump bottom using any and all means deemed necessary to achieve that status > Unquote”. “Is that not your name and signature at the bottom of this contract,” Nick asked Rob as he flashed the contract in Rob’s face. Nick continued, “Look at your quivering pink virginal hole, it’s just begging to be used.” He then stuck his index finger against Rob’s hole and pushed it in. Rob felt a strong burning sensation with the intrusion. As Nick removed his finger, Rob started feeling a desire he had never experienced before. His hole began twitching and Rob felt a need for something in his ass. “Oh, by the way, I have band for you to wear tonight” “I know you were concerned about not getting enough action since you couldn’t wear that guest band you had previously.” Nick raised his hand and dangled a pink woven bracelet and then placed it on Rob’s ankle. The sound of a loud bell penetrated the walls of the room. Rob recognized that sound from the party on Friday night. Everything seemed to move in slow motion as Rob watched the two bears place leather executioner’s masks over their heads. Nick casually walked up to Rob’s side and leaned in to say, ”Let me use a phrase that you are very familiar with; time to make you compliant.” With that Nick quickly wrapped a tourniquet over Rob’s bicep and administered a strong slam of meth. When Nick removed the tourniquet and Rob started to cough, the penis gag was removed. Rob was flying; every little touch made him hornier. The leather bears removed his bonds and lifted him to his feet. Rob felt like he was floating and ready for anything. Nick followed the two bears as they half carried Rob to the party in the adjacent room. The packed crowd cheered as Rob was led into the room toward the platform in the center. He had a hard time with the steps, so the leather men had to carry him up the stairs by his arms. They then lifted him into the awaiting sling and strapped his arms and legs in place. Rob tried to scan the crowd for someone that would help him out of his predicament but it appeared everyone was laughing and having a good time; they all seemed very happy to see him so vulnerable. Nick walked to the top of the stage and raised his arms in a movement to quiet the crowd. “Fellow Pigs and Gentlemen, as promised we have delivered to you a Top that has realized his true calling as a cum dump bottom.” “Before we begin the festivities of breaking the new pig in, there is the matter of the online auction for the right to take his cherry.” Nick turned and started rubbing his fingers around Rob’s hole. He pressed a few times to show how the hole resisted and bounced back from the pressure. The action was shown in close up detail on the surrounding video screens. In fact, Rob himself had a clear view of the action as well since there was a video screen directly over his head pointing at his face. Not only was he going to feel it when he was fucked by his very first cock, he was going to be able to have a close up view of it live on the screen above his head. The placement of that screen was a strategic move by the party organizers. They had found that a virgin bottom would tend to clench tight as he saw a cock near his hole. It only made the entry feel that much better for the Top fucking him. “The winner has been notified and I’d ask that he now take the stage to pop this cherry.” There was some clapping and rustling in the crowd. Rob could see a figure approaching the stage but with his blurred vision he really couldn’t tell who it was until the guy was standing at his head and slapping a hard cock on his face. It was Cody! “Happy to see me slut?” "I knew from the night I met you I was going to take your cherry; even if it did cost me a month’s salary.“ Rob started to shake his head. This can’t be happening he thought; he was being betrayed by two people he had grown to like and trust; first Nick and now Cody. Cody stuck his cock in Rob’s mouth “Show me that you’ve gotten better at sucking cock.” As Cody slowly pumped his cock in and out of Rob’s mouth he felt no resistance; Rob was flying too high to even think of anything else and he hungrily sucked Cody’s cock like he was nursing on a bottle. “Who’s the apprentice now pig?” “By the end of the night you’ll earn your gold medal as a cum dump!” Rob sucked as hard as he could, trying to work a load out of Cody. “I see what you are doing pig, but it’s not going to work, my load is going in your ass.” Cody pulled his cock out of Rob’s mouth and said “Speaking of which…” He slapped his cock hard against Rob’s face and then walked back to the awaiting ass. “Look at the screen bitch,” Cody snarled as his stuck two fingers up Rob’s ass. “See how my fingers are working your ass and getting it ready for my cock!” Rob couldn’t believe the feeling; there was pain and pleasure. The feeling of Cody’s fingers up his ass was driving his hormones wild and watching the action on the screen as it happened was a surreal experience. Cody then lined his cock up at the pink cherry hole and yelled up at Rob “Are you ready asshole; I going to fuck you in the style you seem to enjoy most.” Cody reared back and thrusted his cock balls deep into Rob’s ass in one motion. As he did, he shouted one word. “HARD.” Rob howled and the crowded cheered. As seemed to be the tradition at these parties, the crowd started chanting “Fuck Him –Fuck Him”. Cody fucked at a steady pace for the most part; he rocked the sling for leverage making sure he did his best to make Rob feel each and every deep thrust. He’d occasionally thrust to the side to get a reaction from Rob. Rob was moaning but couldn’t say much after his initial howl because the two bears that had escorted him to the stage were busy using his mouth and throat. Actually it has more like using his whole face. While one was pumping his fat hairy cock down Rob’s throat, the other would be cock-slapping his face or poking his wet cock in Rob’s ear. Cody fucked Rob for nearly a half an hour and then raised one finger to the crowd, then two fingers and finally three. With one final thrust he shot his load in Rob’s now deflowered hole. After Cody pulled his cock out of Rob’s ass, he stuck in three fingers and fished out some of his newly deposited seed. He moved to Rob’s face and rubbed his dripping fingers over Rob’s mouth and face and then stuck his slimy cock in Rob’s mouth. “Clean it bitch,” he demanded. As Rob was sucking off the cum and ass juices from Cody’s cock, Cody yelled out to the crowd, “Whoever is next please step up and plow away.”

Must be a law of nature. I was curious about crossdressing and would go to bars with panties and bra under my clothes just for the thrill. Well that got me into trouble. I was in a dive bar in Denver and was approached by a big black guy. He was nice, bought me a few drinks and we talked. I let it slip that I was wearing panties and it must have suggested something to him. I woke up on a bed in what I assume was a seedy hotel being raped by some black man I'd never seen, and four others watching. I must have been raped a few times by then because my hole was numb. He dumped his load and another started in on me, while another forced his huge black cock into my mouth. I was terrified and humiliated at what was happening, all because I liked to wear panties. Well this went on for hours, they shot me up with what I think was heroin, and after that I drifted in and out of consciousness. This all started on a Friday night, I woke up behind a dumpster in an alley on sunday morning with just my bra on, being raped by some crack head. I was able to get a pair of filthy pants and a t shirt but had to suck another bums cock for it. Made it home. I was scared to death for weeks about maybeing having gotten AIDS, but fantasized continuously about being used like that again. After a few months I got tested, yep, POZ. I now go to arcades and theatres dressed like a slut and suck any cock I can and love it. When they want to fuck me, I tell them I'm poz. Surprised by how many don't care and still BB me. The law of nature? That when a Black Man rapes a white boy, he turns into a faggot whore.

3. The Cake Night had fallen again and Austin and I lay in my bed spooning, his cock having just softened enough to slip from my gaping hole a small dribble of cum following it out. “You sure you’re alright,” Austin said, he had asked me this after each of the three more load he had dumped in my hole. “Yeah, I’m sure.” I was more then sure, I had slipped into a cum lust. It was a sensation, a need, a craving that I had never before experienced. With each load I took my lust grew, and I started to gently grind my ass again Austin’s crotch and he held me. “Jesus,” he said, laughing a little, “You can still be horny.” “Well,” I replied sheepishly. Taking one of his hands and leading it down to my still rock hard cock. I had cum several times as he fucked me but that wasn’t enough, it no longer was about me shooting loads but rather me taking them. “Nine loads of POZ cum and you still want more, you’re more of a cumslut then I am.” He laughed. I turned my head awkwardly to kiss him, and I felt his cock beginning to harden again, pressing against my ass cheeks. “I’ve got an idea,” Austin said, breaking out kiss and rolling out of the bed, “stay there, and don’t let any more of that cum drip out of your hole.” He padded out of the room completely naked his half hard cock swinging in a wide arch as he walked. I rolled over onto my stomach and waited. I head Austin wandering around the rest of the apartment, and then a few minutes later he came back into my room, his cell phone in hand. He got back in bed, put his phone on the nightstand and looked at me with a crooked smile. “How about you start sucking my cock again, slut,” he said playfully, “get in nice and hard before I stuff it back in your sloppy cunt.” Austin lay flat stretched out on the bed, and I shifted down so I was on all fours between his legs my face level with his steadily swelling cock. I took the growing meat in my mouth and started to suck, swallowing its full length while that was still manageable. I could feel my jaw stretching as his cock grew in my mouth forcing my lips wider and wider. As I bobbed my head up and down slathering his cock with spit, I heard his phone go off. As I continued to choke myself on his cock he checked the text and sent a quick reply. Another minute or two passed and my jaw was becoming sore stretched around his massive dick, when his phone went off again. Austin again checked his phone, and sent a reply, this time after he put his phone back down he looked at me and said with a wry smile, “Ride my cock.” I quickly jumped into position my legs on either side of his hips, his cock brushing against my ass. I shifted and took hold of his dick in my hand, guiding him to my cum-lubed hole, and sat down on his now fully erect cock. I sank slowly down on the shaft my hole tender from the obscene amount of cock it had taken in the past sixteen hours. When I had fully impaled myself on his cock I began to rock slowly back and forth lubing up his cock with the many POZ loads that still filled my ass. Austin pulled me to him, pressing my chest hard against his, kissing me roughly on the mouth. He wrapped his arms around me, holding me in place as he kissed me. I heard something behind me, out in the rest of the apartment but Austin held me fast. I could sense that there was someone else in the room, but still Austin kept a tight grip on me, slowly bucking his cock in my loose and sloppy hole as he tongue fucked my mouth. Then the weight on the bed changed and I knew that there was someone else in the bed with us. The mysterious stranger moved between Austin’s legs and I felt big rough hands on my ass cheeks. My heart was pounding. I considered running, pulling away from Austin, but despite my fears I didn’t want too. Austin understood my cumlust and had said that he had an idea of how to slake it so I would trust him. Just as I had come to that decision I felt the unmistakable pressure of a cock head rubbing up and down my ass crack. This new cock quickly found my already filled hole, and despite Austin’s thick cock already being lodged inside of me, began to press against my straining sphincter. For a long moment it seemed as though the mysterious stranger’s cock would never be able to breach my hole no matter how hard he pressed until all of a sudden my hole gave way. It was like I was being torn in two. My hole, which until the night before had been a tight sphincter, bust open and became a wide sloppy cunt. I pulled my mouth away from Austin and pressed myself up till my arms were locked straight, arching my back, pressing my ass into the two cocks that now filled my hole. I looked over my shoulder now and saw Rick, a wicked smile playing across his strong handsome face. “Austin told me you couldn’t get enough POZ cock after I bred your cunt last night,” he said, “He and I are gonna wreck you good, and then if that’s not enough we’ll take you to the bathhouse, strap you to a sling and let every cock in the place dump a load in you.” My cock twitched, and my hole pulsed around their fat cock. “You like the sound of that, don’t you?” “Yes,” I replied. Rocking my hips a little to fuck myself on their cocks. “You really are a cumslut,” Austin said. “Alright Austin,” Rick said, putting a hand on my back and pressing me forward so I lay flat on top of Austin’s smooth chest again, “let’s wreck this bitch.” Rick pulled out till just his cock head was inside of me, and then slammed back inside. Pushed forward like I was Austin could buck his hips up and down jack hammering my hole. It took them a few moments to find a rhythm but soon they were pounding me in unison, their two cock moving as one inside of my gaping hole. I screamed and moaned, their cocks battering my prostate and they fucked me. Sweat pored off of all three of us and the stench of sex became the only thing I could smell. We must have fucked like that for almost half an hour before Rick said, “You ready Austin?” “Yeah, let's breed his hole.” Together they slammed into me a few more times, Austin stopping a few strokes before Rick slamming balls deep inside of me. Both of their cocks were thrust past my second sphincter as they shot their massive POZ loads deep inside of me. They each fucked my now destroyed hole one more time that night before dressing me in a dirty old jock of Austin’s; a leather harness; and stuffing a butt plug, so large that the day before I would have questioned why any one would every need something that big, in my hole, and whisking me off to the bathhouse. Rick hoisted me into a sling while Austin attached my arms and legs to the restraints. The plug was then removed and my gaping cum filled hole exposed to the small collection of men who had already gathered around me. By the time I got home the next morning my once tight, condom only hole had been transformed into a cum dripping rosebud. I looked at my hole in the mirror in my bedroom before passing out, reveling the way my swollen ass lips puckered. I ran my finger along the rim of my hole remembering the way my hole had looked in the mirror over the sling as I took my first fist that night. I would never be the same prude again. I called into work; slept most of the day and then that night went back to the bathhouse. I never even bothered getting a room; I just got a locker and went straight to the sling. As I looked at myself in the mirror above me I knew that this would be a regular haunt of mine from then on.

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.”

Just a note to let everyone know about how my weekend went in San Francisco. I spent Sat. riding my mountain bike all over the city. I hit all the cruisy spots, including the Golden Gate Park at the Wind Mills, and a park in the Haight Ashbury. Not much was happening. So, I cruised over to the Presidio. There is an area just West of the GG Bridge in the Presidio that is extremely cruisy. It stays active all day long. I have swallowed a lot of cum there and have fucked bareback several times. Lots of hot guys. When I arrived, I locked my bike up in the parking lot and hit the trails along the cliffs and bushes. Lots of little hiding spaces and areas for sex. I was almost immediately sucking cock and getting sucked as I met several hot guys. There was this little hot Latino guy, didn’t look a day over 18 or 19, walking along the trails. When I past him, he didn’t give me a look or nod or anything, so I assumed he was not interested. With me being 30 y/o, I figured he was looking for dudes his own age. But I kept seeing him as I cruised. God, he was hot. Around 5 o'clock or so, it was really starting to get dark, most everyone had left. The Presidio (park areas) closes at dusk, so I was about to wrap it up. I had sucked off 5 or 6 guys in the hour and a half I had been there, but had not gotten off. I didn’t have the opportunity to fuck or get fucked either. I made one last walk through some of the trails and to my surprise, that little fuckin' Latino Boy was still hanging out. This time he glanced my way. I was only about 10 yards from him, but I pulled out my cock and started stroking it. He inched a little closer to get a better look and that’s when I ducked into the bushes where there was a little more privacy. Sure enough, he followed me in. As he approached me, I reached out and felt his crotch and could feel his cock hardening. I knew I had to have this dude's ass, and I was going to work hard for it. Within a few minutes, both of our pants were down to our ankles and I was sucking on his cock. Not a word had been spoken between us. That’s the way I like anonymous sex...hot and quick, then move on to the next. No time for meaningless conversation. Anyway, I started to play with his ass as I was sucking him and he started responding with quiet moans. He had a hot, smooth bubble butt, with a patch of black hair in his crack. Things were starting to go my way. I then turned him around, bent him over and started eating his ass. He like this also and I continued for awhile. I got his ass real wet and slippery with spit, then stood up and ran my cock along his crack, sliding it up and down. I was standing behind him, grinding against him and playing with his cock. I started massaging is hole, then rubbing my cock against it, then inserting my finger. NICE AND TIGHT. But I was going to loosing him up just enough for my cock. I ate his ass some more and fingered it. Then again rubbed my cock against it. Then I started to press it in a little. He was really getting into it. As I started to press a little harder, I heard the words that is considered profanity for us barebackers, the words that will make us go soft at just the thought. In his thick Latino accent, he asked, "Do you have condom?" FUCK!!! So close! I pulled my cock away from his ass and started fingering him again. I said "I don’t have one with me" and his reply "I have none". Fuck fuck fuck! I just kept playing with his ass. Maybe if I just silently pressure him a little, he would give in. I have been in this position before, and it sometimes works. I started eating his ass some more and fingering it. He was loving this and really starting getting into it again. This was when I decided to make my move. I stood up again, behind him, and let my cock brush up his ass crack. I started grinding him, and sliding my cock up and down his crack and across his hole. He was responding like any good faggot would. Then I started to put a little pressure on his sphincter with the head of my cock. I pushed a little harder, and he felt like he started to resist a little. I start licking his neck, and tonguing his ear, then whispered, "it's ok, relax, its ok, its cool, relax, I will be careful," and a whole bunch of other bullshit. It seemed to work, cause, he started to relax as I pushed deeper into him. Now I doubt this guy was a virgin because he knew what he liked, but he was young and hadn’t been loosened up like some more experienced fags have been. I couldn’t believe I was actually getting away with it. I felt my cockhead pop past his sphincter, and he took a quick breath and tensed up. I stopped because I didn’t want him to hurt so bad that he would change his mind about getting fucked. I let him adjust to it for a moment. Then I pushed a little deeper and it went in a little further. Soon, my cock was buried all the way up this hot Latino boys ass. And a hot poz load was waiting to be shot up his neg ass. I started slowly stroking it back and forth, in and out. God, it felt good. The sun was down and it was almost dark. I could barely see around me anymore. But that made it even more intense. Having anonymous sex in a dark park with a hot guy. I had him bent over, fucking him from behind. As I fucked him, I started thinking about how I had suckered this stupid faggot into getting fucked and now he was going to pay the price for his stupidity. I was going to give this faggot AIDS, give him a gift of death. As I quickened the strokes of my cock, I pictured what his expression would be when he finds out he got "IT". I pictured what he would look like wasting away with KS lesions, his chest rattling with Pneumonia. I was doing this to him and I felt so powerful. I had his life in my hands. I was his judge, jury and executioner. As I was fucking him, he started to moan a little, as he was enjoying what was being done to him. If he only knew what was REALLY happening to him. And what was going to happen to him because of being a slut at a park and having anonymous sex with strangers. I preyed on his innocent ignorance and won the battle. I was basking in my glory, winner of the fight, and he was paying the price of defeat. God, what a rush! I was getting close to cumming. I had only been fucking him for a few minutes, but I knew it was about time. Inexperienced asses like his cannot handle long drawn out fucks. So, I had to quicken it up and get the job done. I felt the tightness of his ass around my cock. I was going to unload in this fags asshole and leave my mark. I starting fucking harder, hating him more with every stroke, feeling the Deadly poz cum building up to the inevitable climax. Yes, this fucker was gonna die, gonna get the poison his ass so deserved. Then I felt it getting reading to shoot, and I started ramming his ass hard but steady. I was going to make sure his ass got every drop of death I had in me. I felt the rush sweep over me, then the first spurt, as his ass accepted its fate. In my mind I was screaming, "Take my poz cum, faggot, take what you deserve!! Die fag, die!! I released jets of poisoned spunk up his neg ass, coating it with poison, pozZING every nook and cranny of his rectum. My virus was going on to claim another victim. Yes, my mission had been accomplished. As I pumped the last few drops of death up his hole, I then pulled out and acted as if I was cumming, jacking it off, and making a few moans as I was shooting my cum off to the side. It was dark. He couldn’t see if I was really cumming or not. So, I succeeded in fooling him. He thought I pulled out and came. What a sucker. They all fall for it. He was still jacking his cock, so I stuck my finger up his ass, and banged his prostate as he got closer to cumming. I jammed my fingernail good and hard into the soft fleshy tissue of his rectum as I was pushing it in and out of his ass. He came pretty quickly and shot all over the ground in front of him. It was dark, so I didn’t see the cum shoot, but I did feel it oozing down his cock when I reached up to feel it after he came. Like the typical man, he pulled away because it was sensitive. I had already pulled up my pants as he was getting himself together. Without a word, I eased out of the bushes and found the trail in the dark and made my way back to my bike. His car was still in the parking lot. To his advantage, it had not yet been ticketed by the park police for being there after dusk. I rode off with an evil grin, knowing the mission had been accomplished. My virus was content.