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I cannot believe it is almost a fucking whole year since I published chapter 8! 😮 I do have several more chapters ready to share. BUT, do you want more? Give this a 'like' to show you do and I will keep developing the story. I do have several chapters part written to the sequel to this story, with two other characters crossing over from my overseas story too, so central character Thomas most certainly has a LOT in store if I am to continue.

Chapter Fourteen That weekend was wild. Saturday night Logan's friends left and the brothers railed me all night. I took both of their cocks for the first time and it was like coming home. I also watched Jack pound the fuck out of his little brother and knew that boy was going to be a hungry bottom in the future. The night ended with Logan riding my cock until he came hands free, his forehead covered in sweat and cum as he shot his load onto his face. Sunday Jack and I decided to just have some alone time, just the two of us. We spend most of the time fucking each other but as the day wore on the two of us laid in bed and just enjoyed being together. “So, how you feeling?” he asked me. “Right now or in general?” He chuckled “Both.” “Right now, I feel content and well fucked. In general...well I thought I would be more weirded out by having sex with guys, but honestly because you're with me, it isn't that weird, it feels right.” “I'm glad, I expected you to fight it more.” “Fight what?” “That you're a sub.” I looked at him confused. “Submissive, you like being told what to do.” “I do not,” I answered, and even knew as I said it I was lying. “Dude, you've been following what I said since junior high. You do whatever anyone says, always. It's no big deal, you just like being used.” The idea that I somehow wanted to be ordered around rubbed me the wrong way, even though I knew it was true. Jack had always been the one in charge, and I never had a problem with it at all. And he was right, I had always been a follower, just going with the flow. I never wanted to be in charge or control... “See?” he said watching me think it through, “It's not a bad thing Ev, it's just who you are.” “So I'm a bitch?”I asked, upset about the revelation. He moved on top of me, “You're my bitch, and you're whosoever bitch I say you are, but that is behind closed doors and in sex.” I wanted to be upset, but it was hard with him sitting on my cock, looking down at me possessively. “Look Ev, I'm not going to lie, I get off on watching you get fucked. It excites the shit out of me to watch you get railed by people. It makes me want to fuck you even more and I know you like it too.” I opened my mouth but he put his hand down on my throat and pressed. “I didn't say speak.” I closed my mouth before he started applying pressure. And just like that I started to get hard. “See? You're already turned on. This isn't something that's wrong with you and it doesn't make you lesser than anyone.” He ground his ass down against my hardness, “It's just what you're turned on by.” H leaned down and licked my lips, I extended my tongue to kiss him back but he pulled up, “You're mine, and that's just a fact. And you'll do anything I tell you to, period. And because you give me that trust, I will never make you do something you truly don't want to do. But you need to figure out now, there are things you want to do but you're afraid of it. Choices you will never make because of fear or ego or whatever, I will be making those choices for you and in the moment you may protest and not want to...but once your ass is blown out and you have a load dripping out your wrecked hole...you'll be begging for more. You get it?” I nodded, my mind already fogging up with lust. “So when I make a choice, I want you to fight the urge to argue with me about it. I want you to try to understand, I'm not just making you do things because I want you to,” he leaned down and whispered in my ear, “I'm also doing it because you have a hungry jock cunt and want to be abused...don't you?” I looked up at him and nodded. “Say it.” “I want to be used,” I wanted sex so badly... He pressed down on my throat, “Say it properly...” I felt my air cut off and my cock throb. “I want to be used sir...” I croaked as I saw spots in front of my eyes. He let go and kissed me, “Good puppy...” I kissed him back and then begged him to mount me right then and there. The conversation was forgotten for now...but it came back up later that week. That Monday Issac started talking shit before practice. “So what gives Ev? Too good for my party?” I looked up confused, “There was a party?” Issac looked at Jack angrily, “You said he'd be there.” Now Issac was a big boy, one of those powerhouse hitters that had the upper body of a fucking mack truck. He was wearing nothing but compression pants so he cut an imposing figure as he glared at us. “Dude that was my fault,” Jack said pleasantly, “It completely slipped my mind, look, it wasn't a slight. How about I throw one for this week's game...I'll even bring the entertainment.” Issac glanced at me and then back to Jack, “For real this time? Because you said you were bringing it last weekend.” “Scout's honor,” Jack said holding up two fingers. Issac relaxed some and nodded, “You better dude...” and walked away. As soon as we were alone I looked at Jack, “Dude, what entertainment were you supposed to bring?” He smiled, “Party favors, don't worry, I'll ask my parents for the house, they'll understand.” “He looked pissed...”I said unconvinced. “He won't be this weekend,” Jack said starting to change out, “Trust me.” I did trust Jack so changed out myself and let the thought slip out of my mind. After practice I showered and was about to walk out when Cody grabbed my arm and yanked me back, “Come here man...” I looked around in panic as he drug me around the center partition and pushed me to my knees, “Been thinking about you all weekend...” His cock pushed against my lips and before I could protest I was sucking him off. The thrill that anyone could walk in and see me blowing my teammate made this all the more exciting and I found myself really going to town on his cock. “Yeah lick that dick...” he said softly as he kept a look out for people, “Get my balls...” I licked under his balls eagerly, realizing this was what Jack had been talking about. This guy was just using me to get off, I wasn't a person I was a just a thing to use and that fucking turned me on like wildfire. “Grab that soap...lather your ass up so I can fuck you.” He snapped at me. Like the fucking sex toy I was I grabbed the bottle and shoved two soapy fingers up my ass for lubrication. I moaned around his cock as I realized how fucking sick this was, here I was a foot taller than this guy, in better shape and easily four inches of cock on him and I was fingering my own jock pussy waiting to get fucked by him. My own cock was weeping precum from just the though. He pulled me up and shoved me against the wall, “Spread that ass...” My cheek rested against the tile as both my hands grabbed my muscular ass and pulled my cheeks apart. I felt his thick head press against my hole and felt myself relax automatically as I took his cock into me. “Fuck you have a tight cunt...” he growled as he pushed into me with one motion. His pubes were against my ass and I felt my ass try to adjust to the intruder as he pulled out and slammed into me again. He had no intention of giving me pleasure, he didn't care how it felt, all I was to him was a hole for his dick and my job was to get him off. He tore into my ass, his hands on my shoulders pulling me back onto him as he pushed forward. His cock felt good but it was more that he was just using me that turned me on. “Fucking faggot cunt...” he chanted as he fucked me, “You want me babies up in you? You gonna take my load?” “Fuck me Cody...breed me...”I whimpered as I felt him fuck me harder. “What if someone walked in right now?” he asked, “I'd bet you'd suck their cock like the fucking faggot you are wouldn't you?” I nodded as I stroked my cock. “Yeah you'd like that...what if fucking Mr. Franks came in...you'd suck him off?” Mr. Franks was the 60 something janitor that wanted the halls of the school every night. He had thinning white hair and looked like he was just a walk skeleton with clothes most days. He always leered at people as we walked by and was universally accepted as a creep. And the thought of Cody making me suck him off made my cock pulse. “Oh yeah you would!” he said feeling my ass clench around him, “You're a fucking dirty freak aren't you? Say it...” “I;m a dirty freak...” I chanted as I felt myself get close, “Use me Cody...use my pussy...” He reached around and grabbed my throat as he fucked me, “Open your mouth.” I turned my head to look at him and opened my mouth as he spit into it. My cock pulsed again and I knew I was going to shoot. “Fucking faggot...” he snarled as he pushed my head against the tile and began to pile my ass again and again. I felt him get close as my own cock tensed up with my orgasm. “Take my load...” he roared as he shot into me. My own cock exploded against the wall as I felt his cock fire off shot after shot of cum up into me. He kept punching into my ass, “Get my cum up into you cunt...fucking take that load...” “Fuckmefuckmefuckme....” I babbled as I felt the last of my orgasm hit. He pulled out and let me slip to the floor, “Good cunt.” he aid before spitting on me one last time and walked out. I laid there, never feeling so fulfilled as I did right then. Fuck, Jack was right about everything.

One of your 5 a day

“Fuck” I groaned and lay back on my bed. It was just past lunchtime and I had six loads in me. I had never been fucked more than twice in a day before and today I couldn’t get enough. My cock was soft but leaking cum, my ass was sticky with cum, I was nothing more than a pig. For a long minute I lay on my bed breathing in the smell of sex that hung around. After a few moments I picked up my phone and checked for messages, nothing. The apps were silent too. Things seemed to have calmed down for a minute. I could have gotten up and showered, or pushed the loads out of me, but I didn’t do either of those things. I just continued to lay on my bed, naked, covered in cum, still horny as fuck. I got out my computer and resumed watching The Breeding of Ian Jay. Ian was now getting railed by Brad McGuire and Jerry Stearns while the fuck-slave Will serviced them all. It was intoxicating to watch. Ian and Will were consumed with animal lust. I felt that. I knew how they felt. I wanted to be them. I wanted me to abuse me. I was well into scene three and Ian had another fat cock deep in his cunt, his eyes had rolled back into his head, when my phone went off again. “Hi pig, I’m a friend of Jeff’s. Two horny tops here, wanna come over and get bred?” Then followed two photos of massively fat cocks attached to two hot bears. “Fuck yes, I’m free now, what’s the address.” “We’re just off campus.” He sent the address, “How long will it take you to get here?” “Like fifteen minutes?” “Perfect, see you soon boy.” I put on a pair of briefs, basketball shorts, a tank top and ran out of the house. The guys were located in a neighborhood of small houses only a few blocks away from all of the university apartments. I parked in the drive way behind a rather battered looking car and walked up to the front door. A burly fur covered man in just a pair of running shorts opened the door before I could knock. “You Jeff’s slut?” “Yes, Sir,” I replied. “How many loads have you taken today?” He stepped aside letting me inside. “Six.” “Fuck,” he grabbed my ass and his finger pressed against my battered hole through the fabric. He closed the door behind me. “Take your clothes off, you don’t need them in this house.” “Ok!” I happily pulled my clothes off and just dropped the in a pile by the door. “God you are a sexy little fuck. I can’t wait to use you. This way, Tom is waiting.” He led me up the stairs to the second floor, we walked past a master bedroom and came into what was certainly supposed to be the second bedroom but had been turned into a playroom. The windows were covered with heavy blackout curtains, and all of the lighting in the room was dark red. One wall had a long low row of cubes that were filled with various sex toys, and on the wall were mounted leather crops, paddles, and other gear. Next to the bed stood a free-standing sling. There was a big bed in the middle with a sturdy looking headboard, dark rubber sheets, with a mirror above it, and laying on the bed was another thickly built handsome bear. He was already naked and stroking his fat cock. I looked back at the man who had greeted me at the door. He had dropped his running shorts and was now stroking an even fatter cock. He nodded towards the bed and I leapt between the other man’s legs. I was to later come to know that the man I was now sucking was named Tom, and the man who was settling himself behind my ass was named Robert. Toms cock was long with a narrow head but it flared like a fucking traffic cone. I spat all over it, trying to swallow as much as I could. I ran my hands up his hairy body, gripping his protruding nipples which elicited a deep moan from him. As I worked Tom deeper down my throat Robert got down between my cum covered cheeks and started to lick at my battered hole. I grunted around Tom’s cock as Robert’s tongue flicked over my hole. “Fuck this is a lot of cum, you’ve taken some big loads.” “I wanna taste, turn around and sit on my face boy.” I let Tom’s dick fall from my mouth and scrambled around so that I was straddling Tom’s chest and pressed my ass back into his bearded face. His hair felt rough on my cheeks but it made me shiver. I liked being in the hands of these two daddies. I had always been more into jocks, and guys my age, but now I found myself more drawn to these rough, fur covered men. Tom pulled me back against him and shoved his tongue deep inside me. Robert stood up and smacked his cock on my face. His dick was equally thick all the way down, with a broad flat mushroom head. His big balls swung wide under him. I opened my mouth wide and he crammed his dick down my throat. As Tom lapped hungrily at my hole Robert began to face fuck me. I gagged and spit around his cock. I kept pushing myself back harder and harder on Tom’s face, though he certainly didn’t seem to be complaining. Following a blissful eternity, Robert said, “I need in that cunt.” He pulled his dick out of me and shifted back, “Get in the sling.” “Fuck yes,” Tom growled in approval as I got up and moved to the sling. His face was covered in cum that had leaked from my hole. Tom helped me into the sling and then attached my wrists and ankles to the straps. I was helpless, laid out at the perfect height to take cock. I could see myself in the mirror above, and loved what I saw, a dumb cock slut ready for more. “How have you been finding your loads boy,” Robert asked. “Adam4Adam and craigslist,” I said, “Well and the couple of guys Jeff has sent my way. “Damn you got six loads in a morning off of that! Good job. We might be able to help you get some more if you’re not worn out when we’re done with you.” Robert bent forward and kissed me with his cum covered beard. I could taste my hole on his lips, and all of the loads from inside of me. While I was distracted Tom started to force his cock inside me. For a moment my hole gave a little resistance but a glob of spit and a little push and he broke through. My head pressed back into the sling and my eyes rolled upward. This was perfect. The sling swung with each stroke, and as it swung back against Tom his cock slammed deeper and deeper inside me. I knew that I was screaming but it sounded like someone else. The animal heat had taken over my brain, and I was again lost in the fuck haze. Robert smiled down at me as Tom ravaged my hole. “God damn this hole feels good, babe you are going to fucking love it.” “Do you like my husband’s cock?” “God yes, I love it.” “You want him to breed you?” “Yes! I need his load. I need both of your loads!” “Don’t worry boy, you’ll get them. But first we’re going to have a little fun with your hole. Does that sound good to you?” “Yes!” “You want us to use you?” Tom was fucking me even harder as his husband questioned me. “Yes.” “Good! We’re going to make this little college boy pussy into a proper fag cunt.” “Babe, come use his hole while I get the toys ready,” Tom said pulling out. “You’re in for a ride boy.” Robert took Tom’s place and without hesitation slammed the full length of his cock inside me. I called out, but it didn’t hurt in the least. It felt amazing. My hole opened wide and accepted his fat cone cock inside. “Fuck this is a good pussy, almost a shame to ruin it, but…” He trailed off and hammered me deeper. I watched his cock slam into me in the mirror above, watched as the hairs around my hole clung to his shaft and the cum frothed up around him. The few times I had let a guy film me while we fucked before I my hole had looked small and pink, stretched tight around his cock. Now, however, my hole was wet, loose and red, my swollen lips spread wide for Robert’s cock. As Robert abused my hole Tom collected items from the toy shelf and put them on a small rolling cart. He came back with a wide range of toys, from the size of a large cock to ones I would never have imagined could fit inside of me. Tom grinned at me, and opened a massive jar of lube. “Like my husband said,” Tom smirked, “You’ve got a beautiful boy pussy, but if you’re the sort of boy who will spend a whole morning collecting loads and go over to the house of some strangers who got his number from a trick, you’re really meant to have a big loose fag cunt. If you say yes boy, we will help you start on your journey to being the ruined faggot cum hole we know you are.” “Would you like that boy,” Robert asked as he flexed his cock inside me. I felt his cock flex a few more times and then said, “Yes, please use me. Open my cunt up. Ruin my hole!” “Good choice!” Tom grabbed a dildo a little larger than both of their cocks from the rack and lubed it up with some heavy looking lube. Robert pulled his cock out of me and I watched as the black latex cock disappeared inside of me. I groaned watching it open me. “Wow, your hole is so wet you just swallowed that in.” Robert came back from the wall of toys with a strip of leather in his hands, “I’m going to blindfold you boy. You’ll be surprised how much more you can take when you can’t freak yourself out seeing the size.” With that, the world went dark, and all I could focus on was the creaking of the sling, the smell of cum and sweat, and the penetration of my hole. I would find out later that I spent almost an hour and a half blindfolded in that sling getting stretched wider and wider. Some of the toys took a lot of coaxing to get inside, others widened so slowly that they just slid deep inside of me. The two men using me kept petting me, kissing me, and encouraging me as they worked. They told me how beautiful my hole looked stretched around the toys, how impressed they were with my progress. Eventually Robert said, “I think it’s time you see how much you’ve taken boy,” and pulled the blindfold off. I blinked several times, my eyes taking a minute to adjust to the light again, and then looked up in the mirror above me. Tom was between my legs holding the base of a massive dildo, it had to be thicker than my own forearm and it was balls deep inside of me. He pulled it slowly from my hole and I gasped seeing that it was over a foot long. They had broken past my second hole and I hadn’t realized they did so. These two bears had worked my hole so well that they had rearranged my guts and opened me wider than I ever thought possible and I hadn’t known they were doing it. “Oh my god! That’s so fucking big!” “Feels good doesn’t it boy?” “Yes! It’s amazing.” “I told you, you’re destined to have a massive fag cunt.” “Thank you Sir!” “We’re not done yet boy.” Tom pulled the toy from me slowly and stepped aside as Robert took his place. He rubbed my hole with his fingers, slowly dipping one, then two, then three, and four. There was no resistance even as he folded his thumb forward and pushed into my hole. I watched his fingers disappear into me in the mirror up to the knuckle before he met any resistance. Robert pulled back and twisted his hand in and out of me. He started to alternate between hands, sliding them deep inside and twisting about, pulling my hole wider and wider. Satisfied that enough progress had been made he made his hand into a point again and press it into my slack hole. I took a deep breath in and pressed out, his hand vanished. “Fuck!” I screamed, his fist now deep inside me. “God damn boy! You took that like a champ.” Robert held his hand inside me for a minute, and then started to pull out. My pussy lips stretched around his hand, stretching away from my body. Then his hand slid out of me, and then just as quickly back in. Very slowly Robert built up speed siding his hand in and out of me. Each time he opened his hand, wiggled his fingers and then bunched them back up into a fist. He started pulling his hand out of me with his fingers clenched, stretching me even wider. I was panting as for the first time he pressed his closed fist against my battered hole and it too vanished. “Fuck! Yes! Ruin me, fist my cunt!” I shouted. “It certainly is a cunt now, no pussy can take a fist like that.” “Alright Robert, that’s enough for one day, or he’ll be too sore to take any more cock today.” “Damn, you’re right,” Robert stopped punching me, and pulled his hand slowly from my hole. “Its time for you to come milk the loads out of our dicks boy.” Robert helped me out of the sling as Tom laid down on the bed. On shaky legs I walked over and mounted Tom, his cock disappearing easily into my cunt. “Lean forward baby,” Robert said, pushing me down onto Tom. I knew what was coming, I had seen this porno before. Robert lined his cock up with my already penetrated hole, and started to push in. I groaned happily as his cock slide past my lips and pressed balls deep inside me. Then the two bears started fucking me. They managed to pump in tandem, keeping my constantly full and stretched. “Fuck boy, we are going to flood that hole.” “You ready for our loads?” “Yes! Breed my cunt!” “Here it comes.” Robert grabbed my shoulders and held me tight on their two cocks as they both erupted inside of me. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” I whimpered as they unloaded. “Good boy.” Robert pulled out slowly after he stopped shaking, and then Tom slid me over so I fell onto the rubber sheets and he slipped out from under me. “How do you feel?” “Fucking amazing. I’ve never been used like that. I loved it.” “Good! Wanna try one more thing?” “Sure, what is it?” “What are you thinking babe?” “Something to make sure this boy comes back soon,” with that Tom picked up something small from the toy shelf. “Close your eyes boy.” I closed them tight and felt Tom lift my cock, it felt like he worked a cock ring around my dick and balls, but then there was something else. He was pushing my shaft down, and then there was a click. “Open them.” I looked down to see my cock encased in a 3D printed cage. It was black with small openings along the sides. “Oh fuck!” I said excitedly. I’d never thought about chastity but now that my cock had been locked away it seemed right. “We’re gonna keep the key for now boy, so here’s the deal. Go home, keep taking cock, and we’ll see you in… two days, when we’ll either unlock you or help you become even more of a cum pig. Sound good?” “Yes Sir!” “Well,” said Robert, “I certainly didn’t expect to find a new sub boy today.” “I didn’t expect to get my cunt fisted and my cock locked up,” I laughed. “Alright, go home boy before we end up just keeping you.” “And don’t forget, have fun.” We all kissed at the door before I got dressed, and then after I got dressed. We laughed and they grabbed my ass. I would have come back even if they hadn’t put a cage on

I have been away from BZ for several months, so my stories all ground to a halt. If you want to see this story continue give this comment a 'like' so I know you want more and that is is worth me carrying on with it. I do have a few dozen chapters ready to publish, and have developed one of the poz greedy NEG characters rather nicely 😈 I hope everyone has been keeping well in what has so far been an extremely bizarre year.

I’m not chasing and glad the first test came back negative. I’m back on PrEP and I’m still love being a slut. Next month I will get tested again.

My boy is perfect for me, he is cute, smart, small, blond, masc, and a sexy little 18 year old jock boy. Pervy as they come in his head but with no clue how to have sex properly. While I enjoy fucking his tight hole when he is not fully able to take me and I cum quick as he moans in pain mostly, I really wanted him to fully enjoy it and for his hole to open up. Instead of wasting time with smoking and going to parties and all the fuss and mess of that world I called up an old buddy of mine from my old partying days and scored a small bag. Now every time when we have enough time to recover I break off a small rock, put it to the side. I get my boy and his hole warmed up. Usually start with some heavy drinking. Vodka mixed with Smart Water Recharge (for hydration). I eat that tight ass boi hole for hours and massage him and get him feeling amazing. He always begs me to fuck to fuck him as only “his big bro could”. Once his hole is open enough and lubed up just from my spit, and my cock rock hard in anticipation of transforming him into my own personal “lil bro” sex doll, I put the tiny rock into my piss slit and rocket launch my cock into him. Fuck there is no better feeling in the world then watching him transform before my eyes. His legs above my shoulders, body laid out to sacrifice before me. Seeing the hunger in his eyes grow as he moans out from the burning and tries to throw me off, but also grinds his ass back up on my cock. Soon enough his ass transforms and puffs up around my cock enveloping it in the most perfect teen cock sleeve you can imagine. The way he begs for my cock and load is like a chorus from heaven (or hell). I pound the fuck out of his hole, stopping only to eat out his ass, and maybe get some of the residual chems for myself to prolong the frenzy. We go for hours. Mostly in that position, or with him ridding me glaring into my eyes begging for more as he squats on my cock and I piston fuck the crap out of him. We talk a mad game about other men coming to use him and whoring him out, But in that moment I’d not share that ass with a single other soul. It’s too perfect, and just for me. Four or five loads and many hours later we are exhausted, I’m barely high and pass out, he’s a bit more energetic and so after we cuddle and I pass out he cleans up our room and readies a post fuck feast (usually take out or delivery - he’s fucked up). We eat, then sleep more. It’s a perfect little trip to the most incredible sex that no one needs to know about. We don’t record it. It’s just for us two. But I do get a kick of seeing how still affected by the comedown he is the next day when I have to drop off electrolytes or food to his work. A little reminder that I made him my whore the day before.

Late afternoon yesterday I went to an arcade in a bookstore. A late 20s nerdy guy looked me up and down, rubbed his cock and went into a both. I went into the adjoining booth and his still soft , large cock flopped through the hole. I sucked him for about five minutes until he was hard (about 8 inches, cut) and decided to try to see if he'd fuck me raw. I stood up, intentionally making the sounds of a belt unbuckling load enough that he could hear. He didn't pull his cock back through the hole which I took as a pretty good sign he'd fuck. I rubbed some lube on his cocks, still no pull back so I backed my hole to his cock head and applied a little pressure, which he matched. At this point his did pull his cock back and I was a bit afraid he was going to put a condom on but I just put may ass up to the hole in the booth and hoped for the best. A few seconds later, his cock pressed back against my hole and he pushed in, still bare. He slowly pushed all the way in and then proceeded to fuck me for about five minutes before he blew his load in me. He was fucking with full length strokes and hitting the wall pretty hard such that it must have been very obvious to all the other guys there that we were fucking. After he loaded me, he zipped back up and left the booth fairly quickly. I was doing the same but then, we must have draw some attention, because when he opened the door and exited, another guy came in immediately, the door didn't even close and open again. I saw an eye looking through the whole so I got back down in front of the hole. This started whet ended up me being in the booth for about two hours and getting 8 loads in my ass as follows: 2nd Load: Hispanic uncut cock, about 6.5 inches, fucked me for quite a while before he gave up his load. Seemed to be another younger guy based on sounds and look of his cock. 3rd Load: Small white cock, which again immediately followed the prior guy. He was barely getting in my hole when the glory hole took and inch of his cock and I was getting ready to leave the booth but he came very fast so that was that. Could really tell his age. 4th Load: Another hispanic looking uncut cock, came right in after the small guy. Hi cock was average size. After I sucked him, he put a condom on. When his cock came back through, i tugged the condom off and he proceeded to fuck me raw. After this guy, there was about a 20 minute break. A few guys came in, looked through the hole and left. I decided to switch booths and let those who were there see me. I could hear that the foot traffic was busy. I walked out, and then into another booth, with no obvious suitor. 5th Load: A few minutes later a guy came in. He was stroking to the porn for quite a while and it was straight porn. He took a while to get hard and I was about to give up but I'm glad I didn't. A very large white cut cock came through the hole, with a very distinct curve. I decided to make my intentions very clear as I wasn't sure he'd fuck raw. I put my hole to his cock and he pulled back fingered my hole for a bit, certainly feeling the prior loads, then he slid back in. Once he started fucking me he didn't last long. 6th load: About ten minutes later I heard the door to the next booth close but he didn't put in any money so there was no light to see him. I heard a whisper "you fuck?". I whispered back, I bottom and put my ass up to the hole. I heard money go in and the video start. Then I felt a semi hard cock touch my whole. He got hard and pushed in. He fucked pretty hard, similar to the first guy and had what felt like a nice sized cock. He was going in and out pretty smoothly but I couldn't tell if he was uncut or if I was just really slippery. He moaned when he came and then left. I never saw his cock. 7th/8th loads came from the same guy. Average size cut cock. He shot both loads in about five minutes. Having had a very successful day, I decided to pay back the anonymous sex gods, by giving my load before I left. I followed a muscly 40s guy into a booth but he just sucked me. I left the booth and found one where someone was in the adjacent booth. I put my cock through and whispered that I wanted to top. The guy started opening a condom so I left. I then waited outside a booth where I could hear fucking and went in when the top exited. I put my cock through the hole and felt a wet hole pretty soon. I fucked for about ten minutes then blew my load in whoever was on the other side. When I was done, I realized that cum had leaked out of my ass and run down the back of my leg into my show and there was a puddle on the floor. So hot!

I'm feeling really fucking horny! If you were in front of me now, would you spread your legs open wide, and give your cunt over to me for a RAW fuck culminating in a no pulling out highly charged toxic breeding? ☣️

What do you want - An initial charge, or a recharge? ☣️

Part 3 I woke up late the next morning, on account of having slept late. Mostly because of the thought of my dad and brother fucking and having a weird master-slave relationship, kept racing through my head till the wee hours of the morning. On the bright side, I knew dad and Sam would be out for work by now, so I had the house to myself. I didn't have it in me to talk face to face with either just yet without picturing them in their gear from the night before or confronting them about what was going on. Relaxed and showered, I headed downstairs to grab some breakfast and was surprised to see dad at the dining table. He was sipping coffee while reading the paper, and my sudden intrusion to the room made him look up. On seeing me, his face broke into a kind smile. "Morning kiddo, sleep well?" "Morning dad, yeah I slept great." Dad continued looking at me with a weird look, somewhere between deep introspection and smirk. before going back to his paper. I grabbed a bowl and some cereals and joined him at the table. There was no small talk made, which was absolutely perfect. I wolfed down my breakfast while dad ignored me. I was almost done eating when, "So Joe, enjoyed the show last night?" My heart stopped for a moment and my throat clamped up. He knew that I knew. "I, umm, ..." "It's okay son, one of these days you'd have found out. Sam and I ain't the quiet type," Dad said with a smile. His casual demeanor was throwing me for a toss because on the other side of the table, I was sitting nervous and a little terrified at the same time. "What's going on in your head boy?" This was my chance to understand whatever was going on. "How did this start dad? You and Sam?" "All right kid, that's a long story." Baxter My marriage had been a sham and when my wife left, it was the best day of my life. I was gay, knew it when I was 13 years old, but in a small town being gay back then was not an option. After she left, the next few years was my work and the boys, with nothing much in between. It wasn't until the boys were 7 and 5, that I had a chance to get my pecker inside a stranger's ass and after that day, I truly enjoyed my single-hood. 5 years ago Joe left the day after Christmas. I would have liked for him to stay till new year's but the boy was hell-bent on going back and I didn't want to stop him. He'd found his passion at work and after the way I had been with him when he was a kid, I didn't blame his attitude. I just wished we could be closer. For now, I had been saving my load for the last week. My regular fuck buddy was busy with his family and none of my other associates were available. It meant that I had to take a trip to the creek to get some action. The creek is a patch of land near the creek flowing in the outskirts of town. Located about half a mile from the road, a person had to hike through a forest to get to the place. The remoteness of this place had caused it to become a popular cruising spot in the county. You were bound to find someone here, to get your rocks off and very rarely was it completely empty. When I made my way to the creek, I saw from a distance a pretty hot scene ahead. 2 big burly guys were spit-roasting a well-built young guy between them. The guy fucking his mouth had his palms on either side of the bottom's face so I couldn't see who it was. But it was clear that the bottom was having a blast. He was moaning like a whore, pushing his ass against the cock fucking him while he sucked hungrily the cock down his throat. I made my way to them, and when I was at a close distance, whipped out my cock and started to jack off. The top guys saw me and nodded in approval, as they continued violating the boy between them. I was stroking my 9-inch beer can thick cock, enjoying the show in front of me and hoping to get a piece of ass or throat myself. The bear fucking his throat started to grunt and took his hands off the bottom's face, to tweak his nipples. And as hot as the scene would have been, every arousal I had drained from my cock on seeing who the bottom was. My son Sam was letting two burly men fuck him like a cheap whore, his eyes closed as he moaned and groaned. My son, my flesh and blood, was queer like his dad. I had assumed he was straight as an arrow, but to see him being a pig for cock was a shock. It was also arousing. Sam is a muscular boy. Years of sports and football had given him a nice muscular body with a big bubble butt. The kind of ass you want to lick, finger and breed, until it's gaping and leaking hot man juice. Standing there, watching my first born get pounded by two men was starting to arouse me. He was an adult, he had made his choices and I was happy for him. I was also horny for him and it was scaring me. I wanted to shove my cock up his hole, I wanted to pound his boy pussy until he was screaming my name. I needed to show him who daddy was. As the men started ejaculating inside my boy, I was focused on my boy. My penis was justifying the reasons why I should fuck Sam while my mind was trying to make me see reason. In between, the 2 guys dislodged from Sam and left us alone in the creek. Sam collapsed on the ground, his ass puffy and leaking cum as he relaxed under the evening sun. My penis made my choice for me as I slowly made my way towards him. When I was behind him, I took my pants off, spit in my finger and rubbed it on my cock. Next, I laid on top of Sam with my cock wedged between his ass cheeks. He was spent so he hadn't realized there was someone else behind him. When he felt my weight on his back, he simply arched his hips upward to give me access to his used hole. Not one to pass on the opportunity, I rubbed my head on his pussy lips before pushing inside him. His hole was slick with cum and slippery like Velcro. I had fucked many asses before but nothing and no one had felt like this. Maybe it was the [banned word] of it all, but the more I fucked him, the more I wanted it to never stop. I hadn't spoken a word and Sam was still on the ground, moaning and groaning to my thrusts. I was afraid of his reaction to finding out who was fucking his ass, but as hot as it was for me, I needed him to know who was creaming him. So, I collapsed on top of him and put my face next to his. I stuck my tongue in his ear, lapping up on the sweat and pheromones, blowing hot air on his scalp. His groans became audibly louder, and he started to push back against my cock, trying to push me deeper inside him. "How do you like your dad's cock Sam?", I whispered between thrusts. His body froze and tensed upon hearing that. He turned his head towards mine, only to see my very red, sweaty and grinning face. I felt his hesitation on his hole, as it contracted and started pushing me out. I quickly thrust into him harder, preventing his ass from closing up. The strength of my thrust made Sam moan and I felt his ass relax for a moment. Taking that as a cue, I started to rabbit fuck him hard and despite his initial resistance, Sam started to getting into the groove of it. I slowly pulled out of him, before pulling his ass up until he was on all 4s, before starting to fuck him again. The next few minutes, I fucked him with unparalleled energy. If my son was a cock slut, I'd make sure he never had to head out of home to get all the cocks he wanted. This was my moment of proving, and god damn was I proving my power to him. By now, Sam was loudly moaning and asking me to fuck him more. Between calling me dad and daddy, my boy really gave up his hole to my cock. And as I started to ejaculate in his hole, his cock burst in orgasm and coated the ground below with his boy juice. When we were done, I collapsed on the ground with Sam next to me. We stayed silent for the next few minutes, catching our breath and processing everything that had happened. When I saw Sam, I didn't feel guilt. I felt a kinship with my boy and something deeper that I had never experienced. And based on the way he was looking at me, he was going through something similar. That was the beginning of it all. - Joe When dad finished, to say I was shocked would be an understatement. My dad was so casual about the whole thing, like it was no big deal. "I wanna know what you're thinking kiddo." "Dad, this is a lot. You and Sam are fucking around, I mean, that's insane dad" "We aren't just fucking around Joe. I love your brother and he loves me." Now this was just crazier to me. I wanted to understand but I was having a hard time coping with everything. I slowly stood up and cleaned out my dishes. I was at the sink cleaning the dishes when dad came in to the kitchen. My back was to him, so I was surprised when I felt his presence right behind me. Before I could react, he pushed against me gently, locking me in place between the sink and him. His strong clothed frontal was against my back, and I felt the heat radiating from him and entering me. His scent was strong, a masculine smell that would make a cock pop out. "You don't have to act around me son. I know you were turned on." I started to stutter a response when his hand found its way to my crotch. I was going commando so his strong palm scraped against the thin lining of my shorts and scratched against my cock and balls. He gently squeezed my cock and balls, making me slightly groan. "Your cock's leaking boy, my palms getting wet with your pre juice," dad whispered ever so slightly, his masculinity commanding the situation. I was shocked and aroused, causing me to freeze in place as he continued squeezing. This was wrong, so wrong and I needed to get out. At the same time, I was so aroused and turned on. Dad stopped squeezing my crotch and flipped me around. I was now face to face when I saw him lifting the palm that had been on my crotch to his face. He sniffed it for a moment before licking his fingers that had a little bit of my pre-cum. "Mm, love neg pre cum. So innocent." Dad muttered to himself. What did he mean by neg pre-cum? I had so many questions....

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 ...

I cleared out my schedule and walked into the bathhouse around 11 a.m. wearing a tank top that said “cum in my ass.” The parking lot was pretty full, maybe 20 cars, so I knew I was going to have a good chance at getting what I wanted. As I paid and walked to my room there were several guys checking me out. After getting settled and doing one last clean out in my en suite bathroom, I grabbed my poppers, lube, key, and towel and started to explore. I made my way down the hallway past the lockers, past the new gloryhole wall, to an open area between the darkroom and theater rooms with a wide bench and a small TV showing porn. One of the guys that had been checking me out was sitting on the bench stroking and staring at me as I walked up in my jock strap, towel slung over my shoulder. Wearing the jock makes me feel so sexy. My ass exposed showing all these men and their cocks that I’m a slut. In past trips to the bathhouse, I had been shy and afraid, waiting to find the perfect cock. This time I knew what I wanted: lots of cock and lots of cum. There was no time to waste. I walked right up to this guy and bent over to reach under his towel and take the place of his hand. He was a middle aged well-built bearish guy. His cock was slightly below average size when fully erect, but as I started stroking him he swelled up nice and thick. Before I could get down on my knees he grabbed my cock and pulled it through the fly in my jock strap, stroking a bit before taking me in his mouth. It’s often difficult for me to get hard with guys, but between his mouth and my cock ring, I was fully torqued in no time. I didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled away and got down on my knees in front of him. I pulled his cock out and put it in my mouth. I could taste his precum as I licked his meaty cockhead and slid my lips down his shaft. I took him into my throat before sliding back up. I wanted to taste those balls. I buried my face in the base of his cock, licking and sucking on his full scrotum and inhaling his scent. As I was sucking cock out in the open like this, my ass up and my hole on display, I could tell a group of about five or six guys had gathered around to watch. One guy standing to my left sat down next to Guy #1. I reached out and started stroking him too. He was older and clean cut, but he had a noticeably longer cock, even when semi-soft. Once I stroked him fully hard, he was easily eight inches and fairly thick. I pulled back from Guy #1 and started sucking Guy #2. I couldn’t quite deepthroat him, but I was trying. A third guy, a shorter, stocky guy with a big belly, stepped up behind me and started massaging my ass. Guy #3 was soon probing my pre-lubed hole with multiple fingers. Guy #2 asked if he was fisting me. I didn’t know how many fingers he was using, but I knew he wasn’t fisting me. Maybe save that for next time. Guy #2 stood up while I was still sucking his big beautiful cock, and Guy #1 got up to join Guy #3 at my ass. I grabbed my lube and reached back to stroke both of them and show them what I wanted. I took a hit of poppers as I felt Guy #1 and his thick cock start to push into my asshole. I’m so turned on that my hole opened for him without a problem. He could tell he was in and started to pound away at my ass. Some combination of the poppers, the new angle with Guy #2, and the pounding from Guy #1 gave me a much easier time opening my throat for that eight-inch meat. This was my first spitroast, getting pounded at both ends by big dicks, and I was loving it. Both guys were loving it too. Guy #2 had started moaning, telling me what a good boy I was and to take his cock deep. Guy #1 started to pick up his pace, slamming his hips into my ass, and I could tell he was getting close. He spasmed and grunted that he was cumming in my hole. As he pulled out, the air hit my slick cunt and I could feel a stream of warm cum dribble down my taint and collect around my balls in the pouch of my jock. Guy #3 stepped back up to my ass and started to finger me again (he really loved fingering ass apparently) and another guy stepped in and grabbed my dick underneath. Guy #4 leaned his head down (I’m pretty tall, so there was enough room under my torso) and started to suck me. He was only able to suck for a minute because Guy #3 was lining up his cock to pound my ass. Guy #3 started fucking me and it was only a short time before he blew a second load of hot cum inside me. I had been sucking Guy #2 the whole time, alternating between throating his shaft and lapping at his big balls. After Guy #3 was done with my ass, I told Guy #2 that I wanted to feel him in my hole. He sat down on the bench and I got up off the floor, turning around and showing him my ass while I grabbed my lube and poppers. He told me what a lucky boy I was to have so much hard dick around me. I lubed up his cock and aimed it at my hole, taking him slowly inside for a couple short strokes before pressing down further and taking him past my second sphincter. I took a hit of poppers and started moaning like a bitch while I bounced up and down his monster cock, feeling him filling me up. I got into a good rhythm feeling him deep inside me. One guy, must have been Guy #4 who started sucking me earlier, started grabbing my nipples. A few more guys were standing at the other wall—two of them were looking at me enjoying the show, and the third was on his knees in front of them, bobbing away. I moved Guy #4 over in front of me so I could suck him. I wanted to taste some semen too—couldn’t let my ass have all the fun. Guy #4 had a pretty average cock, but nice smooth balls. I was able to grab those and gently stroke them as I continued bouncing on the guy behind me. Guy #2 kept telling me how much of a slut I was, and that I was a good boy. I pulled off the cock in my mouth to tell Guy #2 I wanted his cum. He said he wanted my mouth again. I wanted this guy’s cum so bad. I rose up off his cock and turned around. I motioned for Guy #4 to get behind me and got on my knees to survey the beautiful cock that was recently churning my insides. His thick head and shaft were glistening with lube, and the base was surrounded with frothy cum. I went to town, slurping his cock deep again, imagining him spurting deep in my throat. I felt Guy #4 grab my hips and thrust inside my cum-filled hole. He pounded me for awhile while I sucked Guy #2 in my second spitroast. Guy #2 told me I was greedy for wanting so much cum, and then started asking if I wanted it. I gagged and nodded as my eyes teared up. I wanted him to shoot in my throat, but he pulled back and started stroking. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. With each thrust from the guy in my ass, I tried to get my mouth around the cock in front of me again. He shot a rope that hit my cheek on the way over my left shoulder, and then kept producing small eruptions of thick cum from his cockhead that dripped down over my mustache and onto my tongue. I lapped it up and licked my lips. At the same time, Guy #4 came and quickly pulled out of my ass—I could feel one last spurt on my hole as he pulled out, but I was still mostly focused on the big cock in front of me. I grabbed it, sucked on the tip, and finished squeezing out the last pearls of his cum into my mouth. I had taken four guys in my ass, three in my mouth, had experienced my first and second spitroasts, was full of cum at both ends, and had cum on my face and dripping from my hole. I was also pretty sweaty and my knees hurt a bit. I thanked the guys, packed up my bag of poppers and lube, and got up to head back to my room. I finished out the rest of my bathhouse visit with relatively little fanfare in comparison. Took another anonymous load from a slim big-dicked Hispanic guy in my room, and then shot my edged load while on my knees in the darkroom as a big-dicked younger guy fucked my face. Can’t wait to go back.

A Visit From The Dragon A few days later, I logged on to a few apps to see if there was anyone new to hookup with. As I was looking through the profiles, I got a message from the artist saying "U were rite. been doin pizza dude. feels amazn breedin him. skippin meds for a while. need 2 find next 1" I laughed to myself and remembered his kitchen with at least a dozen pizza boxes strewn about. I wondered how many loads he had dumped in the pizza delivery guy already. And how many more before he'd permanently marked him. My Wednesday night workout was just like Monday's except we didn't fuck afterwards. As we walked out of the workout room sigmabtm asked "Are you really poz or are you just pretending to make the sex edgier?" The question hit me as a surprise. "Yeah I am. I've tagged a few guys so far this time, but everyone is different. Just like covid, some get infected easily, others take time. Why?" He stopped at the elevators and pushed both the up and down buttons. "I expected that by now I'd be sick as a dog from the stories I read. You're a hot guy but I like to feel more of a connection with the guys I fuck and I'm just not feeling it with you. It's been fun, but I think it's time we stopped." The elevator stopped and it was the one going down. I hopped on and said "Sure. You should get tested anyway before you fuck with other guys. Not everyone gets sick." I had just finished telling him that before the doors shut. It had been a while since I got dumped and yet I didn't feel bad. He was more of a regular hookup than anything and there were a lot of guys that I fucked and never saw again and he was going to be another. The only problem was that my balls were full and I had no one to breed. On Saturday afternoon I'd done my run to the store to stock up for the week. Half the people looked like 1800's bank robbers with their handkerchief over their face. "All this time and they can't find a real mask?" I thought to myself. Of course a few others spent the extra few bucks to buy a real mask, usually with some annoying graphic on it. Some completely froze in the aisle if someone was blocking their way, causing a traffic jam. I missed seeing the faces of the cute guys and most seemed to have stopped wearing their tight jeans and tees. Now, it was a sea of baggy gray sweats. Now, I admit, I had gotten sloppy working from home. I always wore a nice shirt in case there was a surprise video call, but half the time I was still in some boxers or trunks down below. A few times it was a jock or nothing if I was feeling mischievious. All I got from the store was some groceries and what few cleaning supplies I could find. No phone numbers, no email addresses, not even a tumblr or snapchat. So, there I was on the couch in my clean, good fitting jeans and a tight sleeveless tee that got wasted from my shopping excursion. The laptop computer was open and once again I was cycling through the apps and sites, hoping to find someone interesting. So far, it was a complete bust. I heard my phone buzz and quickly grabbed it to see who it was. Dragonboy sent me one of his shortest messages and I thought for a minute it might be his cousin. "Can I ask you a favor?" it said. After I told him "maybe" he sent back "Cousin fucking runner again. Can I come to your place?" This hit me as strange. I had never invited him to my condo since I liked to play at other guys places. Only a handful of sex partners had ever been to my condo and I liked it that way. No one knew where I lived and could come banging on the door seeking revenge. The thing was, I'd long gone past the 3 times limit with him, so I also knew that he would be ok to come over. No worries about 3 AM knocks on the door or that shit. I typed back "Runner? Who's that? To hang? More?" "The guy from the sauna that ran away. Hang or maybe more. Last time they went on for over 7 hours. 3 hours down already" he responded. I kind of felt bad for him. I remembered how it felt in college when I would get locked out while my roommate would be nailing some skank for hours. "Sure. Come on up. 11F" I replied. He must have run up the stairs since it was only a couple minutes later he was at my door with some sweat dripping down the side of his face. He had an oversized tee on and some jogging shorts and a pair of sandals. "Thanks, man. I don't think I could listen to those guys fuck for much longer. It's driving me crazy. I haven't been laid in forever and my cousin is getting all the action" he said as the door closed. "Welcome to my cave. Have a seat, do you want anything to drink? I got water, beer, whiskey, and wine" I asked, trying to be a good host. I wanted to add piss, spit and cum, but I was trying to be low key. "Beer is good. It might calm me down" Dragonboy replied. We sat and drank, chatting about nothing for a while. I got another pair of beers and when I came back, Dragonboy was sitting there naked. He took a couple gulps of beer while I shed my clothes but took no time at all to wrap his lips around my cock once I was naked. He was seated on the couch with me in front of him sucking on my cock. My hands quickly interlocked behind his head and I started to face fuck him. His mouth felt good and he kept at it a while, taking his time and not trying to overwork my cock. With a fistful of hair, I pulled his head off my cock and stared down at him. Letting go of his hair, I smiled and twisted around sitting on the couch next to him, slightly slouched. "Ride it" I said softly and Dragonboy turned and straddled me, his hard cock pressed firmly on my stomach. His fingers guided my shaft to his hole and I felt it zero in on his entrance. He looked down at me and I could see the fire of lust in his eyes. Dragonboy took a deep breath and then forced his body down. It took a second or two before my head breached the hole and then he dropped down on to my shaft. "OH FUUUUUUUUUUUCK" he yelled out, dragging out the word until he was fully impaled. Almost every bottom that has ridden me has started out slowly, just easing it in and then taking an inch at a time. This was the first time anyone had just dropped down without any prep and just a little bit of spit as lube. Sweat was dripping down his face as he panted, trying to let his body adjust to my cock. He didn't wait very long, maybe five seconds and he pulled himself up and off. I thought that he regretted taking me that hard, but he dropped himself down again. The pressure hurt my dick as he did it again, but it was strangely erotic. Just like I had fucked Juan, roughly with the intent of wrecking his hole, Dragonboy was doing it to himself. I could only imagine the jolts of pain rippling through his body from this abuse and yet he wasn't stopping it. I thought briefly that maybe he had been playing with some toys to loosen himself up as prep in case I fucked him, but he was too tight for that. After the third time, he groaned out "Oh yeah... wreck my pussy!" Sweat was now dripping off his body and his smooth chest had a sheen on it from the light coming in the windows behind me. He raised up and dropped down a fourth time and looked at me, with a scowl on his face. "Why did my cousin get infected so easily? I've taken more of your loads than he did" he asked. I try to avoid serious conversations when my cock is buried inside a guy but I really didn't have a choice. "Who knows. Maybe it's from taking prep for a few years. Maybe your immune system is a lot stronger than his. Maybe it's not time yet" I replied. I thrust my hips up, trying to get the focus back on fucking. He gripped my shoulders and began to ride me, working my cock with half length strokes. Occasionally he'd bottom out, but now his mind was interested in feeling my shaft slide in and out. Dragonboy continued for several more minutes like this until I reached up and pulled his shoulders down. With him planted firmly on my cock and his hands interlocked behind my neck, I stood up. As I did, he instinctively wrapped his legs around me. My hips bucked up and he bounced a few inches off my hips before gravity pulled him back down. I did this a couple of times until I had him turned around and laid him on the wide armrest. His legs spread and rotated up before my hands pulled them closer together and then resting on my shoulders. We locked eyes and I slowly pulled my cock back until just the head was inside. Dragonboy nodded as he seemed to know my next move. His sphincter gave my cock a few squeezes and then I drove in to the base. Dragonboy let out a sultry groan and I bent over a little more. My hips pulled back and I shoved back in. Slowly, the thrusts got faster until I was plowing him with long, forceful strokes. His cock was as hard as I'd ever seen it and it was rubbing along my stomach as I pounded him. My sweat dripped off and on to his chest and abs, mixing with the precum that was dripping out of Dragonboy's cock. A few hard thrusts got grunts out of his mouth but otherwise it was a string of moans. "You want this, don't you" I gasped out. The tingling from my balls said I wasn't going to fuck much longer. "Fuck yeah... Breed my ass" he quickly replied. It was almost a command, but not quite. The intensity of the tone told me he really wanted it though. I gave an evil chuckle, burying my cock into him and grinding my hips. "I got a nice big poz load looking to claim another one" I growled. "Oh god... yeah... knock me up" he cried out. I could feel his body and voice shake and figured he was just as close to cumming as I was. "Mmmm, yeah... gonna flood your guts... with my venom... Turn you... into the poz pig... you were meant to be" I grunted between thrusts. I felt his hole clamp down on my cock as I felt jets of his cum spray over the hair on my chest. Each squeeze of my cock got me closer and after his fifth shot I began pumping my own load deep into his gut. We both let out loud moans as our balls emptied their seed. I always enjoy making a bottom orgasm hands-free just from him feeling me fuck and breed him and this time was no different. Our balls empty, our chests covered in cum, my cum deep inside him hopefully finally becoming part of him forever, we laid there a few minutes. "God, you're a good fuck" I told him as I picked him up. His hands resumed their place behind my neck and I carried him to the bedroom, laying him down on the bed. I curled up behind him, spooning with my partially hard cock still planted in his hole. We fell asleep like that almost simultaneously. An hour or so later I woke to feeling him wiggle his ass and squeeze my now rock hard cock in his ass. I started to rock my hips and pumped my cock into him. Less than five minutes later, my cock added a half dozen more spurts of viral jizz into his hole. He milked the last few shots out, muttering "Poz me" over and over. I held him close, feeling the cum coating his chute and my cock with my dick keeping the seed inside him. He didn't make any attempt at pulling away from me, in fact he pressed his body closer to mine. We laid there a few minutes quietly when he said softly "I never knew what a sex pig my cousin was. He's horny all the fuckin' time and it's like he never runs out of cum. Is that what happens when you convert?" I pinched his nipple and replied "Everyone is different. Obviously he wanted it and is dealing with it well. Some have problems psychologically and others, medically. Some don't change at all and keep going like did before but are now poz. Any idea what will happen with you?" He thought about it a minute and said "I hope I just stay the way I used to be. I slowed down with hooking up when my cousin arrived since I didn't want him to know what kind of slut I was. That was stupid since now I know he's even piggier than me." I grinned and said "You two are more alike than you thought. Just support each other and you'll both be fine." We laid there another few minutes and I asked something that had been bugging me since the first time I met his cousin. "You said you sold his virginity last year. Do you really think he was a virgin then?" Dragonboy laughed. "Not even close. After he was poz, he told me of some of his exploits back home and that's why his family wanted him to move here. He's been a slut since he could get hard and his parents wanted him as far away as possible so he wouldn't embarrass them" Dragonboy said. "So, do they or your parents know you're gay? You said a while ago that they would be pissed if they found out he was poz" I asked. He chuckled before sayin "I guess they already knew. That's why they sent my cousin to stay with me." We dozed off again and when we woke up, I needed to piss. As much as I wouldn't mind filling Dragonboy with it, I didn't want to soak my bed too. I pulled out and rolled him on his stomach before I went to the bathroom. When I came back, he was in the same position and I couldn't resist the urge to finger his hole and see how much cum was still inside him. There was some, but not a lot so that meant that much of the jizz I'd pumped into him had been absorbed. I tossed on some shorts and went into the kitchen. About halfway through making us something for dinner he walked in, still naked. He came up behind me and hugged me and then let me finish. We ate dinner naked, talking most of the time and getting to know each other. "Where's the riskiest place you ever had sex" he asked out of the blue. I cocked my head and looked back at him, wondering where this was headed. "I dunno... In the back seat of some guy's car parked on the street, maybe. Or the stairwell in this building... or in the park between some bushes. Got busted on that last one, but it turned out ok" I said. "You fucked some guy in one of our stairwells?" he asked, looking surprised. "Yeah. A college guy who was chasing. Even got a video of it" I said. I grabbed my phone and found the video and let him watch it. "He's the guy that I brought over to your place to fuck you and your cousin" I added. "Fuck, that's hot. Do you do that a lot?" he asked. I wasn't sure which part he was talking about, but went with shooting the video. "Nah. I don't like to film while I fuck, but that one I thought would be hot. I think it's got something like a quarter million views already where I posted it online" I said, smiling. I still got comments from guys envious of my exploits and other guys that wanted to bottom for me. We finished dinner and watched a little TV. He turned and stared at me a moment before he asked "Got some more cum in those balls?" with a grin on his face. I casted the video of me fucking Tim in the stairwell from my phone and set it on repeat. I pulled Dragonboy around to the back of the couch and bent him over so he could watch me fuck Collegeboy while I fucked him. A few times he yelled out "Oh fuck yeah!" and I wasn't sure if it was from the video or if he loved how my cock hit him just then. "How long did the marker take to wear off?" he asked as I plowed him. "A week or so. But the mark from my cum lasts a lifetime" I said. "Except for me. If I don't convert soon I'm just going to go back on prep" he said, sounding a little dejected. I slammed in, unleashing another set of shots of my cum into his hungry cunt. "I don't fuck prep guys as long as I'm toxic" I said coldly. As my cock slipped back out of his puffy hole, I watched him clench up, trying to keep my load inside. We sat down and watched some more TV and smoking a couple joints. He was soon totally baked and I had to laugh at him. It had been a while since I had given someone their first hit of pot, but he took to it quickly with minimal coughs. I even shotgunned a hit with him and it turned into a passionate kiss until he needed to exhale. I joked that he was too stoned to drive home and he nodded, agreeing with me until he realized that he walked up the stairs to get here and didn't even own a car. We ended up back in my bed and slept until early the next morning. It was six AM and he started to stir, waking me up. My cock was hard, just like every morning since I was twelve or thirteen. He stared up at my face and then back at my cock when he fully woke a few minutes later. "I hate to let this go to waste" he said as he spit on my cock and then straddled me. Slowly, he slid down the shaft, impaling himself again, just a lot slower than the day before. Once he was all the way down, he waited a minute enjoying the feeling of my cock deep inside him once again. He fucked himself on my cock a few minutes and then suddenly stopped. "Wait... I got an idea" he said, way too excitedly for that hour. He pulled himself off me and then ran into the living room. I crawled out of bed and followed him. "Grab your clothes - the sweats, maybe a tee and follow me!" After a few more comments, I was dressed in my sweatpants and sandals and nothing else. I grabbed my keys as we went out the door, he dressed just as he had arrived the day before. We bounded down the stairs until we got to the fourth floor. He stopped on the landing and handed me his phone. With the grin still on his face, he pushed his shorts down and leaned against the wall with his hands on either side of the big "4" sign. "Come on, fuck me and get some video of it. Show the sign and make sure you get my face" he said quietly. The chances of us getting walked in on were pretty high on the fourth floor, but at least it was early morning. And my dick was rock hard so obviously it thought it was a good idea. I slid my sweatpants down, rubbed some spit on my stiff shaft and plunged into Dragonboy. It was a risky move and I really didn't want anyone finding us there, but just like with Tim it got my adrenaline going. With the camera running, I got a lot of my cock pounding his hole and then panned up and caught him braced against the wall. He looked back to the camera and snarled "Breed that neg ass." Panning back to his ass, I yanked my cock out and showed the gaping hole. Disguising my voice a little I asked "How many loads, slut?" "Three and not enough of that poison" Dragonboy said. I kept focus on his hole and then slowly pushed my cock back in. The video showed how easily my thick cock slipped inside, indicating how much of a slut he really was. I drilled him hard, trying to keep the camera on my cock and his hole. I heard a door open many floors above and fucked faster, willing my balls to unleash another dose so we could finish up and not get caught. I pushed almost totally in, leaving an inch or so exposed. You could see my cock throb as each rope of cum shot into his eager hole. Another door up above slammed shut and that meant more people in the stairwell or none. I knew a video shot from below would better show my cock delivering the viral payload but I'd be doing it blind and it would be too awkward. Maybe next time I should have a cameraman. "Whatcha just get?" I asked in my hushed, contorted voice. "A big poz load" Dragonboy said right before I panned back to his panting face. Tugging at the neckline of his tee, he stood up and pulled off my cock. With the camera still shooting, he turned around and I got a good face shot as he knelt in front of me. He looked up and then licked the cum and ass juice off my cock as erotically as any professional porn shoot. With my cock just shining with spit, I shut off the video camera and pulled my sweats up. He leaned in and sniffed my crotch before standing up. "That was fuckin hot" he whispered as he leaned in close. I gave him his phone back and replied "I want a copy of that" and slapped his ass. "Only if you knocked me up" he said as he opened the door. He winked as he headed down the hall and the door slowly shut. I headed back up to my floor, the seven flights making me breathe heavily, even harder from my morning exercise. I was crashed on my bed a few minutes later and woke up around noon. My bedroom smelled of sex and I was torn whether to do laundry and eliminate the scent or enjoy it a few more days.

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.”

holiday centerpiece! 🙂

i don't think this is his first fuck of the night .. 😆

fuck it in!

I used to play with a hot, handsome, big dicked Puerto Rican, he was 95% bottom, he liked all dick. Penchant for older, Black and over 8". Any one or combo of the 3 got your time slot. He asked me to find him the biggest, darkest dick I could find for him. I said we need to go to Atlanta for your upcoming Birthday. I got on line a couple of weeks prior to the trip to try to secure a couple of dark, big cocked men. Found this older Black Hot Bodied Dad that shared he was 13X7. I was like holy fuck this will work. The Puerto Rican shared he wanted me to arrange it so he was ass app, blindfolded, cheeks spread (he would not be holding his own) and for me to get the head right at the tip of his hole and for him to go balls deep one slide in all the way down. We both showered and got cleaned up so he and I could play some beforehand. It was getting close to time so I worked a medium size plug in him and put him on the bed head down ass up, hands tied behind his back with a nice blindfold and some ear plugs. I would rub on him every once in a while to make sure he was good. Knock at the door in comes this older black gentleman, introduce ourselves and I pointed to the boy on the bed and shared lets get you ready first. He proceeds to take off his clothes and was so surprised to see this way tight ripped body with a definite 4 pack. Shucks his underwear and I am sure I was staring because he said come on over here and take a look. Biggest cock I had ever seen or held in person. I swear it must have weighed 5 lbs... I spit on it some and played with it a little bit it was just massive. He asked if he could take care of his own business. Not exactly clear on his reference we had not previously discussed any enhancements but the boy and I had addressed this earlier prior to his arrival couple of quick gestures and I said of course. I got on the bed and sat on the boys neck to make sure he was secure I took my hands and played with his hole again and spread his cheeks. When he was finished he got on the bed up behind the boy. I told hime to smack his cock on the boys hole. This was the first the boy had been made aware of our company. He moaned and said holy Fuck. Daddy laid his meat in the crevice of the boys ass and I proceeded to lick, slobber, attempted to suck. I probably managed to ged about 6" or so in. Meat was thick as a football players forearm. After about 10 minutes of me attempting to lube and suck that monster he said let me shove this fucking meat in his fuck chute. Spreading his cheeks and two fingers on each side of the boys hole Daddy lined up that telephone pole and started forward. He got about a 1/2" in an was immediately met with some resistance. He backed back up and wham... all the way down in one swift move. The boy became a bucking bronco for about 10 seconds and Daddy held his ground not moving both of us holding on tight. Boy finally calmed down, I took out the ear plugs and said it was at your request he shared he remembered but was not any where near ready for what it actually was. We played all night had an amazing time. So much so he came back the second night for round 2 but as they say that is another story.

All true. And I note your point about Latins and Asians who come from cultures of anti-black racism. In those cultures, they're the majority with privilege, and the darker skinned people are still the ones against whom the racism is targeted. Heck, in this country, at the turn of the 20th century, being Italian was barely a step above black. People reminisce about "italian neighborhoods" without always realizing the reason those neighborhoods existed was that Italians were unwelcome in areas that already had been settled by "white" (ie English, German, Irish, Dutch, etc.) people. Most ethnic enclaves in the US were created not so much as a way of cultures clinging together (though that did happen) but because people of that culture were rejected by the society at large. The oldest country club in my southern home city had a rule that pretty much anyone whose name ended in a vowel other than "e" or "u" was ineligible for membership. Those two letters were acceptable (though hardly a guarantee of acceptance) because of the number of French names ending in one or the other. By contrast, "a", "i" and "o" were associated with people of Latin or Italian descent, which was an absolute no-no.

Love this type of gear

Would this gear look hot on me

This Bottom sent me a photo asking if he can come over get his cage removed now that he has tested poz. Not to mention being locked in that cage for a little over 3 months. Look how full those balls are. Just waiting to unload in a tight bottom boy. Should I allow him release or keep him locked until he is extremely TOXIC with a High Viral count????????????? My self I think he should remain locked and be breed well into the new year before being allow to spread his seed.

There is a very good forum on fisting on the asspig.com website, plus the profiles have a certification system of peer review. Helps you avoid bad experiences.

Part 2 I stumbled to my car and stashed my clothes in the trunk, tucking my car key into my shoe as DBG had told me. He was standing next to a picnic table across the parking lot from the public bathroom, and beckoned me over. I walked up to him and he pulled me close to him and kissed me on the mouth. “What’s your name, son?” “Adam, Sir.” “Well, Adam you’re an awful cute little whore. You ready to have some more fun?” He smiled really big at me and I completely melted. I wanted this man to be MY Daddy. “Yes, Sir. “ Just then Blondie came up to us and said “Can anybody join in this party?” He grinned at me and said “My turn, Dad.” Then he grabbed me behind the head and pulled me in close for a deep kiss, while he was cupping my jockstrapped ass with his hand. We kissed for a long time while he played with my ass, which got hungrier as the minutes progressed. He pulled away and said “I’m Jake and my Dad is Tony.” “I’m Adam. I really need one of you to fuck me again, please. My ass is….” Jake and Tony started to laugh and both said “HUNGRY” at the same time. Jake said “I know the feeling bro. My ass gets really hungry when Dad booty bumps me too! Come on, let’s go get you some more cock.” I noticed that a few more cars had parked and there were a couple of bikes locked up to a tree nearby. With any luck this meant more loads for me. My hole was screaming to be fucked again. Jake and Tony led me, wearing just my jockstrap and shoes toward the bathroom where I could hear some faint moaning. There was no door on the room, and Jake pushed me inside, where there was a dim lightbulb in the ceiling, a couple of sinks, two stalls and two urinals. At least it seemed to be cleaned semi-regularly. It vaguely stank of piss, since I’m sure cruisers often pissed on each other on the floor. There was a drain in the center of the room to make ‘cleanup a snap.’ There was a man at the urinals, stroking his cock while a cute young guy my age knelt on the floor, naked, sucking an handsome older man’s cock. The boy had short, dark, curly hair, hairy legs and a small treasure trail on his belly. The man at the urinal was probably in his 30s, really tall, with buzzed black hair. He was wearing running shorts, a jockstrap and a tank top. I could see he had a really hairy chest and legs. He stood at the urinal watching the young guy suck the older man’s cock, while he stroked his own fat, uncut dick. Jake pushed me over toward the urinal and I joined the young cocksucker on the concrete floor of the bathroom. I opened my mouth and looked up at the tall man. “Please?” I said. My blood was pumping and I was trying hard to keep my hole closed so I could keep Jake and Tony’s loads inside my cunt. The tall man grinned at me and whispered “Fuck yeah. Dirty little whore.” He walked over to me with his long, thin cock sticking out of his gym shorts. Then I got a whiff of him. It was hot out, and he’d obviously been running because his balls and crotch were sweaty and smelled amazing. It was the best kind of man stink. I suddenly wanted to smell his armpits, too. He reached over and grabbed the back of my head and pulled my mouth toward his cock, shoving it all the way down the back of my throat. I could hear him whisper “FUCK” repeatedly under his breath. He got up a good rhythm of fucking my face and for a couple minutes, both of us young cocksuckers on the concrete floor had our mouths full of cock. I was in pig heaven. His cock was perfect for fucking my mouth, it had a slight downward curve and every time my face was in his amazing smelling pubes, his cock went straight down my throat. Luckily I’d been sucking cocks since before I was legal, so I was in heaven I fell into a cocksucking trance, and felt Jake tap me on the shoulder and I looked up to see his cock to my left and Tony’s to my right. The tall guy turned to Tony and said “This your fag?” Tony smiled and said “It is for tonight. We just met off Grindr.” The tall guy laughed and said “I’m gonna fuck him, he loaded up already?” Tony and Jake both laughed and Tony said “Yeah, we both did. Should be nice and lubed up.” The tall guy said “Fuckin’ A, bro. You take his mouth, I’m gonna use that pussy.” The tall guy pulled his cock out of my mouth with a pop and put his hands under my armpits.”Up you go, faggot.” I stood up and he leaned far down (the dude was seriously an entire foot taller than me, which isn’t hard because I’m 5’5”) to kiss me. When he pulled back he turned me around and bent me over next to the sink, so I could keep Jake’s cock in my mouth. He spat in his hand and I could hear him rubbing it on his cock. Tony walked over to him, but I couldn’t see what they were doing. I didn't care. I just wanted my pussy filled again and I knew this guy’s cock was curved to rape my prostate. He and Tony murmured to each other and I could hear Jake snicker. Another booty bump for me? FUCK YES. Tony later told me that he put a really big shard of t under the tall guy’s foreskin just like he’d done with Jake. The tall guy pushed my upper body down with his left hand while he maneuvered his cock into my cunt. His long 8” cock slid easily into my hole, using Jake and Tony’s loads to open the way. He groaned as his big low hanging nuts slapped against my ass cheeks, and within seconds I could feel the new booty bump make my hole burn and make my cunt even hungrier. Jake and the tall guy got going, rutting in my holes. I was just a warm cavity for their cocks to take a ride in. They were both moaning and Tony was standing behind his son, egging him on. I could hear him speaking in a low voice in Jake’s ear saying “fuck yeah, baby boy, use that fucking whore mouth. He needs another one of your huge loads in his pussy when the jock boy is done breeding him.” I could feel that Tony was playing with Jake’s ass and I heard Jake moan loudly, “OH FUCK, Dad! No, Dad! FUUUUUUCK.” But it was too late, Tony was pushing his finger up Jake’s ass, and I was sure I knew what was on the end of that finger. Tony was dosing his own son with a nice fat shard of crystal. I had a feeling both of us were in for a long night. Jake moaned loudly and I could tell that he was getting more turned on as the tina took hold of him, but I he apparently was one of those guys who didn’t get tina dick. If anything his cock got even harder as the booty bump took hold and Tony worked the shard far up his hole. I couldn’t tell what to focus on, the huge cock in my mouth or the not quite so huge cock in my ass. I finally realized that it didn’t matter. I was getting railed from both ends by two hot guys. No matter what happened, I was already a winner. I was on my third cock of the night and only just getting started.

"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

(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”.

Chapter Thirteen Logan woke up to a hand over his mouth. His eyes got wide and he started to scream when Jack held a finger up, “Shut. Up.” He instantly calmed down as he realized hit was his brother. “You're going to stand up, quietly. And march into my room. You got that?” He nodded. “One peep and you're going to wake your friends up, and if you do that you're going to be the only one who regrets it.” He slowly lifted his hand and Logan whispered, “What's going on?” Jack just pointed to the door. The young jock knew better than to argue with his older brother, he just got up and walked out into the hall. Once Jack had closed the door behind him he asked, “What's going on?” Jack pushed him into his bedroom as way of an answer. I was sitting on Jack's bed, waiting. “You owe someone an apology,” Jack said. Logan looked at him for a moment and then to me, “Sorry Ev.” “Not even close to good enough,” Jack insisted. “What do you want me to say?” he asked his older brother. Jack pushed him towards me, “Make it up to him.” Logan stumbled closer to me, his eyes wide with apprehension. “Get down on your knees,” Jack ordered. I would have felt sorry for the guy if his cock wasn't fucking rock hard in his soccer shorts. He knelt down in front of me, looking up at me with those wide eyes. “Now try it again,” Jack said. “I'm sorry Everett,” his voice was low and had a little pout in it, “Please forgive me.” “How are you going to make it up to him?” Logan looked down at my cock, it was still soft but chubbing up some. He gulped and asked “Can I please suck your cock?” The way his voice cracked turned me on and I just nodded as my cock began to lengthen. He leaned in and took hold of it, his eyes glued to it as he licked up the shaft and to the head. He closed his eyes like he was french kissing it for a moment before shoving it into his mouth. I felt his tongue swirl around me and I left out a small moan in appreciation. The sound must have been a cue because he stopped just playing with it and started to service me seriously. I fell back onto Jack's bed as his little brother traced his tongue over the entire length of my cock. I looked up and say Jack looking down smiling at me, and I felt my mind start to fuzz up. I was getting turned on. Logan was good at this, I mean surprisingly good. I wondered how many cocks he had sucked before and who they had belonged to. Once my member was slathered in his spit he moved to my balls and under them. He sucked one into his mouth and rolled it around, making me call out in pleasure. Again my noises seemed to egg him on as he took the other one in his mouth and made me start to really lose it. He moved down to my taint and I spread my legs willingly, I was too far gone to care what was happening anymore. Which was when his tongue stopped and I heard Logan gasp. I sat up and saw his shorts were off now and Jack was behind him, rimming his ass. I sat there stunned as I watched Jack tongue his little brother's jock ass for all it was worth. Logan's eyes were closed and he was pressing back even as he said, “Come on Jack...please don't....” But I knew better than most, when Jack wanted something he got it. Instead of answering he smacked his brother's ass and spread his legs father apart, making Logan's face fall into my groin. This was fucking weird and super erotic at the same time. I lifted his head up and pulled it towards my meat, his mouth opened and accepted it willingly as he went back to serving me. I could tell when Jack hit his spot because he would gasp around my dick and shudder a little every time. When Jack came up for air he shoved a finger up the spit soaked hole and leaned in close to his little brother's ear. “Come on Logan, work that cock. Show me how much you are obsessed with Ev's cock.” Logan groaned as he worked up and down my cock faster, Jack looked up at me and winked as he shoved a second finger into him. Again he groaned around my cock which made me call out as the vibrations felt amazing. This went on for a few minutes, Logan blowing me, Jack finger fucking him, both of us in a state of horniness that was building faster and faster. Finally Jack had three fingers into his little jock brother and Logan was slapping his ass back as hard as he could, riding those fingers. Finally Jack pulled his hand out and slapped his brother's pert ass, “Ok, get up.” My cock popped out of Logan's mouth, his cheeks were red and his cock was leaking as he stood up. Jack grabbed a little brown bottle off his nightstand and shoved it under his little brother's nose, “Breathe in.” Logan looked like he was going to struggle but Jack grabbed the back his his head and held him to the bottle. “Jack no...” his brother protested but Jack held the bottle to his nose and kept his mouth closed this his thumb. Logan had no choice than to take a deep hit in one nostril. He continued to fight with Jack until it took hold and he slumped into his brother's arms. “Take another hit,” he said and this time Logan willingly inhaled. Jack put the bottle down and them moved his brother over towards me. “What are we doing?” Jack moved his brother over my lap, “Teaching him a lesson, grab your cock.” I took hold of my cock and it wasn't until Logan's ass touched the head did I realize what he was doing. “Wait are you...” I began to say. Then Jack pushed Logan down onto my cock. The younger jock was so out of it he just mumbled something as my head forced it's way into his tight hole. He seemed confused for a moment until my cock breached his ass and he let out a loud moan and slowly began to sink down my shaft. He was like a ragdoll, I held him upright as I felt inch after inch shove it's way into the high schooler's tight hole. He was babbling something but as I impaled him, his head thrashed from side to side and I heard, “noo.....” as the walls of his ass fluttered around my cock. Jack spread his legs over mine and he sank even further, a whimper escaped his mouth as he took the last two inches of my cock. His ass was so tight, hours and hours of soccer practice, squats, and probably being straight had made him so fucking tight it was amazing. His ass spasmed as he sat there, trying to accommodate my cock, which was as thick a a fucking beer can. He laid back against my chest as he slowly started to come to, his ass had not stopped quivering for a second. Jack slapped his little brother's cheek lightly, “Wakey wakey.” Logan's head dipped as he slowly started to come back to reality. “Wha...nononono...” he called out as his ass tightened up, “FUCK....” he screamed as he felt nearly ten inches of cock throb in his hole. “You like getting people high and fucking them?” Jack mocked. “Jack please....please....oh god...please...” “You think it's funny to just shove your cock into people?” “He liked it!” Logan cried, as he tried to pull himself off of my dick and failed, sliding back down it, “SSHIIITTT!!” “Well when we're done,” Jack said grabbing the bottle again, “So will you.” He held his little brother's mouth shut and plugged a nostril and watched as Logan inhaled empty once and then again. “Oh...please...of...” and then his voice trailed off to mumbles. Jack looked me in the eyes. “Fuck this cunt.” I pulled Logan up a few inches and again he half moaned and protested and then pushed him back down causing him to moan deeply. I waited a second and then repeated it, this time with less complaining. “Jesus Christ you're such a pussy,” Jack said taking my hands off of his brother's hips and taking hold of them himself. He pulled Logan halfway off my cock and then slammed him down hard. Logan's eyes flew open and his mouth opened for a silent scream that didn't come. His ass rippled around my dick as his ass muscles screamed. Jack didn't wait to give him any time to adjust, he pulled him back up and did it again and again and again. Each time Logan made a squeaking noise and his ass went nuts trying to clamp down on my dick. It felt amazing and at the speed Jack was shoving him down on me I wasn't going to last long. “S-slow down...” I warned and Jack let Logan go. The high school jock sank down my cock slowly, Logan moaning the whole time. “Dude maybe..” I began to say and then felt something... Logan trying to pull himself up off my cock. Jack just smiled at me as he watched his little brother try to fuck himself on my cock. His ass wasn't clenching any more and I had to assume my cock had just destroyed it completely. Logan was too out of it at the moment but he was moving his ass back and forth, trying to fuck himself as best he could. I grabbed his hips again and whispered in his ear, “You like this Logan?” and thrust my cock up. He grunted and then whimpered as I went up and down. “Come on Logan, you want more?” I pumped him again and another whimper and then a low, “ffuuuccc.....” “You want this Logan?” I did it again and again and again. Jack held his hand for me to stop after the fifth one so I did, and saw Logan move his legs around mine and shove himself back onto my dick. Jack leaned in, “You want that cock?” Logan nodded but refused to say anything. “Come on Logan...you want Ev to fuck you?” No comment, but his ass was still grinding against me. “Ok Everett, pull out. Guess he is straight.” I started to pull him off and his hands gripped mine, “Wait...” “Say it,” Jack ordered. Logan said nothing. Jack slammed him back down onto mu dick, “Say it!” Logan hissed a mournful, “Yeess.....” Jack grabbed his chin and forced him to look at him, “Admit it.” “Yes...please...” “Please what?” Jack asked. “Please fuck me...” I got right next to the cocky jock's ear and whispered, “Hold on.” I shoved my hips up, driving all ten inches of thick, fucking cock into him and he cried out in ecstasy. His hands braced themselves on my thighs as he steadied himself from my anal assault over and over again. His head was thrown back and he was crying out, “Fuck me, fuck me....fuck Everett.....fuck me....” I told you my cock had that effect on people. He was pushing back onto me, trying to drive even more of my horse cock into his stomach at this point. His meaty cock was flapping free, precum flying everywhere as he rode his first cock to an orgasm. I grabbed a chunk of hair and pulled his head back, “You like that? You like that cock?” “Fuck Ev, fuck...you're so....fuckkkk.....” “Feel that? That's a real cock, doesn't matter who fucks you now, all you'll crave is my cock. My fucking bull cock splitting you apart.” “Fuck..fuck....please Ev....wreck me...” “You got a pussy Logan? You got a little high school pussy?” “Fuck me, fuck my pussy...please Ev...please...” “You gonna crave this dick, dream about it. You're gonna be in the showering fingering your hole crying for this cock. Aren't you?” “Fuck yeah, fuck me...oh god Ev...your cock....” “You gonna have my babies Logan? You want me to shoot into you jock pussy?” “Breed me Ev...please....I need to be bred....” He could have been begging me to stop and I wouldn't have cared, I was too far gone and I need to blow a load into his little soccer jock so he would walk with a limp for the next week. I wanted this kid to get a doctor's note from school because I fucked him so hard. I wanted this brat to call me up in the middle of the night, and beg me to come over to fuck him, to breed him, to destroy his little hole with all the force my cock can bring. I grabbed his arms and pulled them back, and shoved into him as hard as I could, jackhammering up into him, trying to rearrange his guts. He was just squealing now, a sound I knew well from when I made it and knew he was about to blow. “Take my fucking load,” I roared and began to shoot into him. “oh, oh, oh...I can feel it I can feeel your cock....oh god it's warmm.....” His cock began to shoot everywhere, his ass clamping down on my dick as he came. Cum flew all over the place, on Jack, in the carpet on his two friends standing in the doorway jerking off to him getting fucked. He started to cum harder realizing they had been watching, a moan of shame escaped his lips as he fell of my cock and onto the floor. Jack and them huddled around them, “Look up,” Jack ordered as he stroked his cock, “Look up at us.” Logan looked up and saw the three cocks being stroked above his head. “Close,” one of the guys said. “Same...” another cried out. “Here it comes...” Jack said, his hand a blur. Logan, on his knees, my cum dripping out his ass, opened his mouth and closed his eyes as his friend and older brother shot their loads all over him. He moaned as the warm splashes fell onto his face, his tongue, everywhere. We had just witnessed the birth of a jock pussy in all it's glory.

Before we start, no this is not the end, no this is not the tone the rest of the story will go, and yes, there is a lot more Chem induced sex coming up, most notably with Jack's little brother and payback for DPing Ev. So before I get any comments saying this doesn't belong here, it does and will, just give it a few chapters. And if you don't want to wait, might I suggest one of the many incredible other stories on this site. Chapter Twelve I woke up to angry yelling. “...cking kidding me! Why would you do that!” “Why do you get to play with him and we don't?” “Because he's not a fucking toy you little asshole! How about I get you stoned and me and your friends run a train on you?” “I'd be up for that.” “Shut up Rick!” “If you hurt him I am coming back and kicking your ass all over this room.” It felt like I was flying as I was picked up and carried somewhere. I heard a door open and I was set down on something comfy. It was so quiet I almost drifted off again when something wet was pressed against my forehead. “Feels good,” I mumbled. “Ev? You ok?' Jack asked. I nodded, “Thirsty.” Something touched my lips and I drank down the whole glass. “How you feeling?” I opened my eyes and he was hovering over me, a look of real concern on his face. I smiled, “You're cute.” He smiled back, “Are you hurt?” Shaking my head I handed him the glass back. He put it down on the nightstand and placed the washcloth on my forehead again, “My brother is an asshole.” I didn't understand what he was talking about for a second and then the memory of the soccer guys going at me flashed in my mind. I felt my cock twitch at the thought. Jack glanced down, “Of course you liked it,” he teased. I nodded again and reached up to touch his face, I was still stoned as fuck and was feeling nothing but good thoughts. He leaned into my hand and I pulled him down into a kiss. Normally my mind would have been screaming at me that this was gay as shit but for some reason all I felt was affection. Jack moved on top of me as we started making out. “I'm sorry that happened,” he said between kisses. “I'm sorry you weren't there,” I whispered back before gnawing on his neck. “Oh fuck Ev...I've always wanted this.” The words, “Me too,” slipped out of my mouth before I knew what they were. “I mean it,” he said grinding his crotch against mine, “I've wanted to be with you since junior high.” I was wearing a pair of nylon shorts, which Jack had to have put on me while I was out cold. The thought that he cared enough to cover me up made my chest glow with warmth. I pulled him into a savage kiss and flipped him on his back. I was looking down at him and he was looking up at my breathless. “You should have told me,” I said, my hands pressing down on his. “I was afraid you'd freak.” I rubbed my dick against his own, “Do I look like I'm freaking?” He looked like he was stricken for a moment and then he wrapped his legs around my waist and flipped me over on my back. “Is this really you?” he asked, his ass resting against my swollen cock, “Is this because you're high or whatever? Are you going to feel differently in the morning?” I could see the fear in his face and realized how serious he had been. He really had wanted this, and even now he was worried I'd change my mind. I couldn't blame him, last week I might have freaked out, hell a couple of days I might of, but right now, with him straddling my waist, looking like he was close to crying, I realized something that I could never put into words before. I had always loved Jack, I just never knew how much. “This is all me,” I said placing my hands on his hips, “And I am going to feel the same way tomorrow morning, and every morning after that.” He just stared at me, not able to say anything back. I sat up and stripped his shirt off him, “Is that what you wanted to hear?” I asked, our faces next to each other. He just nodded. “Well you heard it,” I said going back to his neck, “So get naked already.” He moaned as I but down on the side of his neck, both of knowing I was going to leave a mark. His hands fumbled with his jeans as he felt my mouth marking him as mine. He got off me and shucked his jeans off, revealing he was commando. I slid the shorts off me, “Where you want me?” I asked. “Right there,” he said opening the nightstand and pulling out a bottle of lube, “Just lay right there.” “You wanna fuck me on my back?” I asked. He shook his head as he straddled my waist again. His hand was slick with lube as he stroked my cock, “I told you, I've been dreaming about this.” His words seemed far away as he his hand danced up and down against my length, covering my whole tool in lube. I felt him shift and his face was over mine, “Don't do anything ok?” I nodded, not sure what he was talking about. “Just let me do all the work,” he said leaning in for a kiss. I kissed him back, trusting him completely. Still kissing me I felt him sit back, the head of my cock slipping between his ass cheeks. My eyes popped open as I felt him slide up and down my cock until my head found his hole. His hands were flat against my chest as he looked down at me. “Don't thrust up, don't do anything until I say so.” I nodded, not sure if I said anything it would break the spell. He pushed down and I felt my cock head press against on impossibly tight hole. He didn't stop as my head crowned past his opening, inch by inch pushing against the ring of muscle. His face was a mask of concentration as he forced himself further down, trying to push the plum sized head of my cock into his little jock ass. It slipped in and we both gasped as one. His ass was like a furnace, and I could feel it spamming around my cock head as it tried to force it out. “Wait, wait...” he panted, trying to catch his breath. I laid perfectly still, waiting for him to take the next step. “Jesus...you're so fucking big...” he moaned. “Shhh...” I said quietly, “Shhh....push back, just relax for a moment.” He shook his head as he hissed in pain, “It's tooo.....big....” I felt him start to sit up and I grabbed his hips. His eyes flew open and looked down at me. “You can do this...” I said firmly, “This cock was made for you Jack...” I slowly pushed him downwards, “I was made for you.” He hissed and his eyes clenched in pain as another inch of me entered him. “Breathe....relax....” I said stopping. “Oh god, oh god....” he sighed as his ass flexed around my girth. “You ready?” I asked and he nodded. I pushed him down another inch and he gasped as he felt me enter him. “Breathe...” I reminded him, “Breathe in....and out.” He followed my words and I felt his ass open just a little. “Breath in...”I said and when he did I thrust upwards, forcing another two inched into him. “Fuckkk!!” he screamed and tried to pull off of me. “You got this...you got this...” I said holding him still. His head fell down, “I can't Ev, it's too big....you're too big...” I leaned up and kissed him, he weakly kissed me back. I moved to his cheek and then probed his ear with my long tongue. I heard him groan and his ass relaxed instinctively. I attacked his ear relentlessly as I slowly pushed another couple of inches into him. When he flinched in pain I moved to his neck and then to his nipples. Doing anything I could to distract him from the pain. He had about six inches in him and there were another three and half left. His entire ass was spasming around my thickness, doing it's level best to fit me in such a tight space. He started to kiss me back and I felt him push back, lowering himself down quarter of an inch at a time. “Oh god...Ev...Ev!!” he panted as we hit the eight inch mark. “Almost there, you almost got it,” I assured him. He stayed there, making out with me as he let himself get used to me. After a few minutes I grabbed his hips and locked eyes with him. “Push out,” I said, “Push out like you're taking a shit.” He was sitting up and nodded as I pulled him slowly off a couple of inches and then thrust upwards. His eyes bugged out as he realized I had pushed another inch into him. I pulled him out again and thrust up harder, and felt his ass hit my pubes. “Oh...oh...” he whined as he sat there, all nine and half inches in him. “There you go...you got it...you got it Jack.” He nodded, drops of sweat falling off his forehead. “How you feel?” He looked down at me, “You're fucking HUGE!” he said and I smiled. “This is what you wanted?” I said thrusting up, making his eyes close, “Is this what you dreamed off?” I thrust again and he leaned forward, trying to ready himself from the movement. I kept him steady with my hands and started to piston into him faster. “This is it right?” I growled, “You wanted to ride this donkey cock?” He just nodded as I picked up the pace. “You feel that Jack? You feel that fucking cock in you? That what you jerked off too? That what you whined about when you got horny?” “Yes!” he squealed as he held on for dear life. “That's your cock Jack, that's your tool. All yours...” “Fuck me Everett....fuck me...” he began to chant and I realized it had happened. I was used to this to be honest. When I first fucked someone they were always so hesitant and scared, each inch an ordeal into itself. But once I was in, once I had invaded them they didn't just like it, they lost it. It was like my cock just unleashed something in them and they were no longer themselves. They were addicted to the biggest cock they had ever seen. Within a minute he was pushing back into me, taking every single inch he could and more. He whined, he whimpered as I fucked his guts like a madman. He just started panting more and I knew he was past stage one. Time for stage two. I pulled him off my cock and there was an audible plop as my cock left his ass. There was a little confusion and a little fear in his eyes as I threw him on his back and pulled his muscular legs apart. I'd always had to be careful with girls at this point, not wanting to hurt them from hitting something up in there with my tool, but I knew Jack could take it. He could take it all. Before he could say a word I thrust into him and his eyes widened in shock as his mouth opened in a silent scream. Once people got used to my size they thought that they could take it, that what they were feeling was the most they could feel. It wasn't until I could really tear their pussy up did they lose their shit. I held his legs out like a wishbone and started to slide my beercan thick, nine and a half inches into him like a machine, smashing his prostate like it was only made for me to kill it. His cock was hard as fuck and his eightpack was already covered with cock snot as I hit into him again and again and again. He could barely breathe I was fucking him so hard, his hands were over his head as he lost all grip on the situation. His entire life was my cock now. No thought, no reason, nothing. All he knew was that he existed to get fucked and there was nothing else in the world other than my dick. His ass gave up the ghost and stopped fighting me as I was able to shove myself to pubes and back in one slick movement. Once I knew he was gone, it was time for the last stage. I circled my arms around his back and pulled him up into a sitting position. As he came down on my thickness his eyes bulged again as he realized with his weight and gravity, I could get even further into him. I didn't move and he began to panic. “Fuck me, fuck me!” he commanded as he pulled his ass up and shoved it back down on me. Both of our bodies were slick with sweat as he rode me, wanting every single inch of my horse cock he could. Once he had a good rhythm going I grabbed his shoulder and thrust up as he pushed down. He let out a squeak for a moment as he eyes rolled back into his head and I began to piston fuck him harder than ever. By the fourth push he was matching me thrust for thrust, desperate for every massive inch I possessed. This was the last stage because no one lasted long this way. They had no identity, no thought, all they knew was they needed to worship the cock in them and nothing else. “You like that Jack? You like that cock?” “Oh god Everett....you're so big....fuck me....fuck me....” he chanted, not sure what he was saying any more. “This what you wanted? This what you wanted to feel?” “Please fuck me Ev...please...” he whined, begging for more. “This is your cock Jack, only yours...” I said as I moved him to the right slightly. His mouth hung open as he made gibberish sounds as I hit his joybutton again and again and again. I had been able to do this with girls, know exactly where to hit them to make them cum by instinct. It was a feeling of where I needed to hit to get them to explode instantly. From the way Jack was whimpering my skill was just as good with guys. “I'm....I'm....unf....unf....oh god...Ev....Ev!” he panted as his cock began to pulse. Without ever touching it his cock erupted warm cum over both of our washboard abs. His ass tightening from his orgasm set me off and I sprayed his guts with what must have been gallons of cum from my swollen dick. I kept pushing him down on my cock as I made sure every last drop of my cum was forced into him. “”Ev...Ev....” he said, holding on to my shoulders. Once I was done I lowered him back onto his bed. My cock was still lodged in him as he laid back and sighed. “Is that what you needed?” I asked. He looked up at me and smiled, “I love you.” Before I could answer he kissed me, and I laid down on him, my half hard cock sliding out of his wrecked ass. “I love you too....” I whispered as a stream of my cum leaked from his ass. He nuzzled his sweaty body next to mine and he drifted off to sleep, both of us covered in cum.

It is amazing when you have sperm up your hole how much you need more. Every evening after the Bathhouse pozzing I dreamt of being made pregnant again. I had lost all control. I constantly thought about the Poz cum up my ass. I was terrified it would take. I was terrified it wouldn’t. On the second week I waited for the fuck flu like a woman waits to miss her period. I was going to be pregnant. The fear, the stress. 2 weeks exactly ,nothing. I wandered the roads angry and stressed and then I found myself walking to the Bathhouse again. My heart beat faster as I walked in the door. The guy who let me in and pozzed me last time was not there. Someone looking bored hardly looked at me while I paid and handed me a towel. This was a mistake. What the fuck was I doing .? But I kept walking forward. As I walked to the locker room there was small refreshment area and tv screen, that you passed. I walked through quickly only to hear someone loudly whisper to someone “ There is the Poz chaser from a couple of weeks ago. That slut took so much Poz cum it was dripping out his ass. Well and truly converted. Pregnant slut !” I nearly fell over. I blushed to my roots, both ashamed and proud. “ I wonder if he is going to charge up that hot bug chaser in the Steamroom .” My dick went stiff. Then I realised that was the dupe. There was no hot young guy. This just the ruse to get people in. It worked. Here I was, bugchasing poz slut. Outside the Steamroom I smiled to myself, 7 towels. Those Gift givers hadn’t worked out there was no young slut waiting to be fucked Poz. Hopefully I could be helped on my journey. I took off my towel and walked in. What greeted me when I walked in the steam room was completely different from 2 weeks before . There was the heat. But in front of me were lots of shadows all near each other. But it was the noise that overwhelmed me. “Infect him”. “ Poz him” “Charge him with the virus “ “ Make him part of the brotherhood” “I can feel the last of his Neg juices” I walked towards the noise. At first no one noticed me. I could see what looked like a young 20ish guy bent over bench. He was being fucked hard. There was no spot where someone was not near. His ass was being barebacked by an older guy with thin legs and hardly any ass. “ I am going to charge you full of Poz cum ,slut “ he yelled. Then suddenly he pushed forward and held himself there. “ Fuck my babies are in you.” He was hardly out of the young guy before he was replaced by another. I noticed this was the guy who had let me in 2 weeks before. I became erect The guy who had let me in 2 weeks before , must have heard my panting behind him, as he slightly turned around. He smiled broadly. “ Fuck I am cumming .... take that infected Poz cum “and he pushed himself onto the young guy. He took his time standing there over the young man. As he pulled his dick out he loudly said “ The guy behind me was made pregnant by me .and many others a couple of weeks ago. This infected slut is the next guy to Poz the slut beneath me. He went closer to young slut and said “ The slut that is going to infect you is a newbie and probably a bottom. You are going to be charged with his newly infected babies” I was slightly shocked. I was mainly a bottom and though I had fucked some guys , and liked it, I always felt abit insecure but now I positioned myself behind this younger version of myself. This bug chaser who was doing exactly as I had 2 weeks before. I slipped into him. I will say that again. I slipped into the chasing slut. I can’t describe how wet and warm he felt. He was sloppy but tight . I pushed further in ,I was in heaven . I had thought the young slut was not saying much, while he was being charged up, but now I could hear moaning, intermittently with words I could just hear “ Poz .. me ... Please. ..... make me yours “My pace picked up.i could hear the voices around me. “ Poz him, infect him Harder Harder. “ I could feel cum hit my leg as I fucked this slut. Then I felt a hand against my ass. I saw a shape behind me “ Fuck I am a Poz pig slut and I am going to charge a newly infected bitch”Without a moment hesitation he grabbed my ass and drove his hard fat dick into me. I groaned . I was impaled I was in another world. I pushed harder into the young slut. He was more than moaning now. He was almost pleading.” Poz .....infect ...Po.. “it was too much. I felt myself sink into the wet juicy Poz Pussy and start to pump my slut full of my babies. I managed to yell “ Poz “ as I unloaded. Just then I felt the Poz pig push into me . “ Your fucking pregnant” he yelled and pushed into me. I was smiling. I was laughing. I was full of Poz cum and had just made a young slut pregnant. I moved away. Someone took my place it continued. I walked out of the Steamroom. As I walked to the showers,I was not full of shame. I was happy. I felt complete. I started smiling. I still had cum going down my leg. Now I was me. I walked up the stairs and the door. 2 weeks later I received a call . “ Hello “ the voice stuttered. “ Hello” I said .” I am the guy you fucked 2 weeks ago” he said” “ I am sorry to call you but I was told by the guy at the Bathhouse you would be the right person to speak too”. I was silent” I am pregnant” he said. “ So am I “ I replied . There was silence. “ Do you want to meet? “ he said “Yes” I said “At the steamroom in the Bathhouse where we became pregnant. “

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.

I always thought of myself as bisexual since I had been fooling around with men since I was a teenager. I had gotten my cock sucked by older men who liked twinks and I had sucked cock in turn. I had topped older men and had my ass played with and toyed and even fucked a couple times but hadn’t really gotten into that too much. I had been to bookstores and theaters and played there but nothing really changed. That is, until I was in my late 20s and went to my first hotel party. I had seen an ad on an online message board (this was the 90s) about a hotel party only a few miles from my house. The guy hosting wanted $20 a person to cover the cost of the room and asked that everyone either get naked or strip down to just a jockstrap on arrival. I figured what the hell and I emailed the guy, got the date and time and a number to call for the room number that afternoon. It was a few days away and as horny as I was, I wanted to be primed for the party, so I didn’t jerk off or fool around, even with the girl I was seeing at the time. The day of, I went back and forth about cleaning myself out. I still wasn’t really into getting fucked, but I liked to be fingered sometimes so I figured I should. Spent some time and cleaned out real good then showered and threw on a pair of track shorts and a tshirt and sneakers for the short ride over. I arrived and parked and locked everything but my keys, a fresh bottle of poppers and a couple condoms in the glove compartment. Stuck those in my pocket and walked up to the room. I heard some music, not too loud, from inside and knocked. The door was opened by an average looking black man who was the guy hosting. He asked my name and crossed me off a little list, collected my $20 and stepped back to let me in. There were 5 or 6 guys already there, some white, some black, and one Asian guy. Everyone was naked except the Asian guy, who was in a jock. They were all just sitting around and talking and I stripped down and put my stuff, except the poppers, on the closet shelf, and joined the party. At 5’9” and 135 lbs and fairly smooth, I was still pretty much a twink, so the guys all gave me the once over with their eyes. They were all nice enough, and no one was ugly or anything, but none of them really did it for me, so I figured I’d wind up getting a blowjob or something and going home. When the play didn’t start after 20 minutes or so, I decided to slip into the jacuzzi tub on the one side of the room to relax a little. That’s where I was, enjoying the hot water and the jets, when there was another knock on the door and an absolute Adonis of a black man came into the party. He had to be 6’2” and when he stripped down, he was built and looked like he was chiseled from stone. His cock had to be 7” long soft and as thick as mine was when it was fully hard. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He circulated for a few minutes talking to the other guys but kept glancing over at me and I still couldn’t take my eyes off him. I don’t know what came over me, it was starting to get embarrassing. I climbed out of the tub and dried off. As I was hanging the towel on the closet door to dry, he walked over to me. I turned to face him and he stood right in front of me, maybe 6 inches away. I looked up at him and he didn’t speak, just stared into my eyes for a minute. I think I actually gulped. He put his hand on the back of my neck and head and gently pushed me down saying, “White bitches belong on their knees.” I didn’t resist him at all and when I was on my knees, he told me to kiss his cock. I kissed the head and up and down the shaft while he guided my head where he wanted it. When I got back to the head, he told me to “open my sissy cocksucking mouth” and as I did, he slid his now 9” hard cock onto my mouth. He guided my head up and down on his shaft, not quite facefucking me, but definitely in control. When I was able to get past the first 6 inches he said, “that’s a good bitch, show me what a good little faggot you are and try to take it all.” I did my best, but couldn’t get it all. He seemed pleased with my attempts, though, and moaned every time he heard me gag on his big cock. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and smacked my face with it a couple times and told me to worship his black balls with my mouth. I licked them and gently sucked on them and buried my face in them, breathing in his manly smell. He kept a grip on the back of my head, still guiding me where he wanted me. Then he pushed me lower and lifted one foot up on the edge of the tub, saying, “get that tongue to work on my black ass, bitch. Eat it like it’s your last meal.” I kissed it and licked it and tried to stick my tongue in it, all while listening to him tell me what a good little faggot I was. Every time he called me a sissy or a bitch or a faggot, my hard dick would twitch with excitement and I didn’t know why. I had never acted like this and no one had ever treated me like this. He put his foot down and slipped his cock back in my mouth and started his gentle facefucking again, pushing in just enough to hear me gag a little. After a few minutes of this, he pulled out and after smacking my face with his cock 2 or 3 times, he tilted my head up to look at him and said, “Get on the bed, on your back, and show me your pretty pink pussy.” I didn’t even think to stand up. I crawled to the bed and up onto it, turned onto my back and pulled my legs back showing him my hole. He stood where he was just stroking his big cock and looking at me. It was probably only about 2 minutes, but felt like an hour. He walked over, still stroking his cock, and he grabbed a bottle of lube someone had put on the nightstand. He poured some on my hole and began to rub it in with 2 fingers. He poured some on his cock and stroked it up and down while still rubbing my now opening hole with his fingers. I knew what was about to happen and I didn’t even think to ask him to wear a condom. It just seemed wrong to cover that beautiful cock. He saw the poppers in my hand and told me to take a big hit, so I did. He started rubbing the head of his big black cock up and down my crack saying, “That’s it, baby. You ready for me to make you my bitch?” and when he saw the poppers hit me, he pushed the head in and stopped. I sucked in my breath but as I started to adjust to him, I was able to breathe again. He looked right in my eyes and started pushing the rest of his cock in me. As he hit bottom, my eyes rolled up in my head. He stopped, completely inside me and said, “You like that, don’t you faggot? You like my big black cock buried in your white pussy, don’t you? You want me to fuck you? Ask me nicely.” I had moaned yes’s to the questions but when he told me to ask, I froze for a second and all of sudden I saw the whole room watching, 6 or 7 guys all jerking off watching me get barebacked by this black man and his beautiful big cock. I swallowed and looked back at him and said, “Please fuck me. Please fuck my white pussy and make me your bitch.” He told me to take another big hit of the poppers and I did and when it hit me, he started fucking me. He didn’t pound me, though. It was almost like he was making love to me. Long even strokes, in and out, making me feel every inch. He swiveled his hips around, hitting all kinds of spots I didn’t know existed, making me moan like a bitch in heat. He kept talking to me as he fucked me, telling me what a good little white slut I was, how he loved white faggot pussy, “that’s it, bitch, moan for me.” Every couple minutes, he would tell me to take another hit of the poppers and I would moan even louder when they hit. After about 10 minutes, he started to pick up the pace and his strokes got more forceful. I had let go of my legs and they were wrapped around him with my heels pulling on his ass cheeks as he fucked me. He made me take another really big hit and as I did, he told me he was going to breed my little faggot pussy and if I managed to cum with him, he wouldn’t make me fuck every cock in the room to entertain him. I hadn’t touched myself yet because I knew if I did, I would erupt. I watched him and when he made one last slam and came in me with an animal grunt, I could actually feel his cum inside me. I grabbed my cock and with 2 strokes, I came. I came so hard, I came in my own face, on my forehead, my cheek, and in my mouth. When he finished shaking from his orgasm, he opened his eyes and saw me plastered with my own cum. He told me what a good bitch I was. He told me to get down and clean his cock off and as he pulled out of me, I slid off the bed onto my knees in front of him. I took his cock in my mouth and cleaned him off. He backed away and told the rest of the room they were welcome to use my mouth, but my pussy was his. The other 2 black guys and 2 of the white guys surrounded me, still stroking and took turns shoving their cocks in my mouth. One by one, they all came, some of it in my mouth and some on my face. When the last one had finished and walked away, I looked up and he was standing there with a towel. He wiped off my face and he pulled me to my feet. We walked into the bathroom and he turned the shower on and got in with me. He washed me and had me wash him. I grabbed his cock and asked if I could have more, but he told me, “Not today, my little bitch, but soon.” He took my number after we got dressed and he told me he would be calling me soon and I needed to be ready for when he did. He told me to get myself some pretty panties because “white faggots should dress like the sissy bitches they are.” I got the panties and a few other things he liked and for the next 2 years, I was his. I still dated women and lived my life, but when he called, I put on my panties and went to be his white faggot sissy bitch wherever he told me to meet him. He shared me with a few of his friends sometimes, but mostly it was just us and I was his bitch. He moved away eventually. I miss him.

Can’t wait for daytime fun

Work has been nuts and covid and shitty weather have been keeping the parks dead, but my dick was going to explode if I didn't fuck. I went on Sniffies and said I wanted an anon hole to breed. Got a response from a guy who said he had a glory hole. Went over and it was more a dark room situation, but hey, still worked. He bent over, I got really verbal, and bred his slut pussy. It was his fourth load of the day. Quick pump and dump, but I fucking needed it.

i see what i wanna drink and it's not that green stuff! 😆

I spent close to four hours fucking one of my regs today, and for me that's good sex; I was hard as most of the time, but we moved positions, did some sucking, some rimming &c, but mostly fucking

I'm actively looking for someone to knock me up, I love BB and wouldn't have it any other way

Personally I love condoms to bareback porn. Shows how depraved the guys are by making the choice to go raw and get more turned on...or seeing even more depraved tops stealth the unknowing bottom

I am not surprised that the responses given are unanimous. Nature did not intend man to wear a condom, it intended man to fuck, and BREED! Gay, Bi, Straight, it is in all male DNA to mate RAW! And there is nothing worse as already said a few times here when a film that is indicated as being ''Bareback'', the set up is just what tickles your fancy, and the actors are just what you want for that moment, and they are making out, then it comes to the fucking, and bam, that fucking rubber appears - I will INSTANTLY lose my erection. I am there to watch a man seed his PiG. And no pulling out either! 🐽💦💦

This is a completely true story, guys. I've been on vacation all week, and have had pretty good luck getting fucked bare by everyone with whom I've hooked up, including this occasion. I received a promising reply to an ad I had put out. He wasn't bad looking and was horny to fuck. I was up for that!!! Then in one of his messages, the dreaded C word came up. As I keep a few on hand, I told him I had condoms, thinking to myself they might be a bit old now since I seldom use them, but I do have them. He arrived at my place, and I thought he was kind of white trash cute: lots of tattoos, dirty jeans and workboots on. Most importantly, however, he was already hard and eager to empty his balls!!! We exchanged pleasantries, and I was immediately on my knees undoing his belt and fishing out his hard tool. I licked and sucked on that shaft, licked his balls, all while he got undressed. I sucked and sucked, waiting until he would want to put his seven inches in my other hole. As if he could read my mind, he asked "Do you want this in you?" I sure as hell did, so I bent over the bed. "Do you have a condom?" Urrrgh... I've usually found that if I can get a top to point his tool at my ass, he will forget all about a rubber, but in this case, apparently not. I rode his plastic covered tool for about 15 minutes, until he asked "Do you want this load in your ass or your mouth?" Of course I said I wanted it in my ass. "Do you want me to take this condom off?" I responded by sliding off his cock, which he took as a 'yes'. He ripped the condom off, threw it on the grouund and I jumped right back on his dick. After about ten additional thrusts, he was dumped his load in my ass where it belonged.

As a former Catholic this does things to me

Good discussion here. But like I said before in another post, I am not going to get the white guys all the credit. Most of the racism I have experience from gays have been from Latins and Asians, many who come from cultures of anti-black racism. Most of the racism I’ve seen from white guys ate usually guys who are insecure. However, from my experience, I’d say the the ratio of non-white racism is 70/30 from the people o have encountered in the gay community. I kind of compare it to young gangster or a person who wants to join the Sicilian mob who is really not Sicilian. It’s like they have to go above and beyond and prove something to themselves psychologically. Many have made a deal with themselves and society: in exchange for not fighting for equality we will settle as being number two in society. As long as we are not treated as blacks. Many of the people you see defending racism are not white people at all, but other “people of color” who see themselves as a buffer class. Sure , they’ll never be white (despite how they choose to classify themselves for how much they try to “clean up” their history) but as long as they can get a few crumbs, and maintain sexual and social access to white men, they will gladly participate and even defend full on racism.

Have only used condoms that I've picked up in saunas or cruise sites. Used condoms are the only ones I like. However for fucking I've never used condoms. Prefer raw play only.

My buddy who got me started when I was 8 was a year older and admitted that he had been playing with his uncle, cousin. I found out later that he would play with his dad on deer hunting trips as they slept together. He had a younger brother that his dad picked up as he got older. I know one thing, he sure knew how to fuck and would rock his ass into my cock when I would fuck him. He was a uninhibited wild fucker from early on. Later on when we got a chance to play, he would cum as I fucked him without touching his cock he loved it so much. I eventually got to play with his dad one night after a few beers. Though I was 19 at the time. It was fun and kind of strange that playing with his dad was familiar. The had the same body motions and rhythms when fucking. It told me that night that he knew me and his son had been playing for years. I eventually had three buddies who played growing up. Two were first cousins that were my my age and a year younger. We would all fuck each other (everybody had to be verse) and fill each other up with cum to keep from messing up the sheets. To be continued. I had a very sexually active youth with so many people that it is sometimes hard for me to even imagine how I managed to pull it off. Basically, I was looking for a chance to get naked and fuck with anybody that had a dick. Age didn't matter.

"Looking up at Ivan, he had a sweet, yet evil smile on his face." K C said. "I could feel his pierced cock at the entrance to my ass and without warning, he thrust himself inside. Already, the assault was breaking blood vessels as he thrust inch after inch of his diseased cock, causing further pain, but I knew with that pain, my hole was becoming fertile ground for the AIDS he'd deliver. Ivan was deeper in me than any man had been and still had 2" more to fill me with. Soon enough, I felt Ivan's balls against my ass cheeks and he took my legs and wrapped them around his waist and began fucking me. While he clearly fucked with the intention of infecting me, there was a tenderness that I found surprising and the look on his face was one of contentment. The pain I'd felt during penetration was gone and I now felt blissfully filled and instinctively, I worked my buttmuscles to give both us us maximum pleasure. I was barely able to make out Mickey, kneeling behind Ivan, face buried in his ass, eating frantically and knowing how happy the 3 of us were enhanced the scene. Maybe 10 minutes later, I felt Ivan's cock throb as he started pounding my ass again." His face contorted, Ivan proclaimed, "I'm cumming...infecting you!" Eight times, Ivan's cock spasmed, sending volleys of his AIDS seed deep in my ass. In my mind, the scorpion on Ivan's cock was alive, filling me with venom. "Don't worry, I take viagra so I stay hard and don't need to pull out and you'll be getting 2 more loads of poison from me. Three loads is my standard pozzing procedure because as they say, 'third time is the charm.' Although, one guy was too sore after the first breeding and yet, he still tested poz. K C, you have an amazing ass! So tight, wet, warm and so fuckin responsive! Ready for round 2, guys. Mickey, get your tongue back in my ass! You eat it like a condemned man having his last meal!" "Rounds 2 and 3 went much as the 1st round, but there seemed to be a growing connection. I couldn't be sure if Ivan was meshing with Mickey and myself on a personal level or if it was just him knocking me up." K C said. With a final, brutal thrust, Ivan announced, "Load 3! Fucked and pozzed!" Pulling out of my ass, Ivan's cock was coated with his cum, my assjuices and some of my blood. Mickey licked it clean and shared it with me in a kiss. "There's fresh blood on the cloth! We both did good!" Reaching into his knapsack, Ivan took out a buttplug, twirled it around the bit of his venom at my hole and pushed it inside me. "Don't remove this until tomorrow and it should come out clean. We'll use it on Mickey tomorrow night! I've done a lot of fucking in my life, most of it not infecting, but overall, K C, your ass is in the top 10 list! I'll text Boris to come get me. Any comments or questions while we wait?" "Of course, tonight was wonderful and actually beyond my expectations." K C said. "Just as you said, the initial penetration was painful, making my ass fertile ground and while you did fuck to infect, it felt like you were sharing a part of you, unless I'm reading more into this than what actually happened." "You're absolutely right and I never realized it until you pointed it out!" Ivan said with a broad grin. "Every time I've pozzed a guy, it was to infect and nothing more, no emotional connection, just ass and cock. With you, it's like you were giving yourself to me, asking for something within me and when I gave it to you, you gave me something in return. Don't worry, Mickey, I'm expecting the same from you and I know you won't disappoint!" "If you don't mind and it's not prying, I have a question." Mickey chimed in. "How did you get into pozzing guys? The very concept of gifting is quite intriguing." "Nobody's ever asked me that before and until tonight, I had no reason to discuss it." Ivan confessed. "This goes back to Theo's visit. After he bred me, that first night, he told me how Bob pozzing him created a bond between them and that they were a friends with benefits couple, free to fuck around with other men. Knowing I'd come down with the fuckflu, I asked Theo run my shop and have Bob come down and stay with us. Bob was on a flight the next day and seeing him in the flesh, he did look like he could be my older brother. For the next few nights, both Theo and Bob fucked me and a few weeks later, when my fuckflu hit, Bob looked after me and Theo ran my store. When I felt well enough, Theo put a scorpion tat on my cock and the same on Bob and that became our Family Crest and I promised no other man would get that ink. A few weeks later, a cute twink came in for a tramp stamp, a picture of a pig with CUM written across in black lettering. Holding a mirror, I showed him the finished project and said that should get results. 'Hardly the results I'm looking for! Every top in this fuckin town is either neg and on prep or poz and undetectable! What's a chaser to do to get knocked up?' Having seen a tease of his hot ass, I dropped my shorts and told him to chase here! His eyes lit up and he said, 'If you're serious, just say when and where!' I advised him to let his ink heal and we could do it in the apartment above my shop, but there'd be no turning back. Sure enough, 2 weeks later he was in my sling begging to be knocked up. After 3 weeks, he was down with the bugflu and an OraQuick test confirmed it. I told him to come to my shop when he felt better and we'd do something to celebrate his new status. I was itching to try something new with my hair and I told my guy to dye it neon blue with red tips. The twink comes back to my shop and I offer a free tat that could act as a billboard for my pozzing services. He asked for a scorpion tat in his dick like mine, but I tell him that's reserved for family. I suggest a bio haz above his pubes and he says it should be the colors of my hair, which is now my signature. He bought 3 more chasers to me and I found that pozzing guys gave me a thrill. Of course, tonight was beyond thrilling." Just then, his phone chirped. "Boris is here!" Mickey used his phone to open the gates and he walked Ivan downstairs. "I loved the look on K C's face when you were in him ballsdeep. Hoping to have the same look on my face tomorrow!" "Oh, you will!" Ivan assured him as he walked out the door to the awaiting car. The next night was pretty much the same, this time with Mickey getting 3 loads of Ivan's venom. After plugging Mickey's hole, K C led Ivan downstairs where Boris awaited. Back upstairs the 2 of them rolled around in bed, passionately kissing until they were exhausted and fell asleep. Ironically, 18 days later they both woke up to what had to be a fuckflu...sheets soaked in sweat, high fever, swollen glands, puking...the works. As instructed, they sent a text to Boris and OraQuick tests confirmed they were both poz. Boris drove them to Ivan's house and cared for them. Once they were well enough. he drove them to the back entrance of Ivan's shop where they got their tats. To be continued

Quite a few times. Its a bit scary from the perspective that I am a small framed bottom who could easily be overpowered. And in most cases that happens. Interestingly those experiences have all been the most memorable ones. Gangbangs where I am the only bottom are the BEST!!!!

Every time i see the title of this thread, the image in my head is that of a surprise birthday party where one walks in the door to their dark abode after a hard days work and the lights go on and a room full of people shouts "surprise!!" Except now all the people shouting "surprise" are naked Tops with hard cocks instead of other party favors.

Game Quest: Part 13 Down we went into the playroom. Mark, now 60, was a springy as a 20-year-old as he bounded down the stairs. I opened the playroom door and he stepped in, stopped, took a deep sniff with his nose and proclaimed, “Now that smells like sex.” Being in the playroom the whole time I hadn’t noticed, but he was right, upon reentering the smell hit me, the boy was ripe. Undeterred, Mark went straight for the bench and boy, and walked around him sliding his hand over the boys naked flesh as he went. “Nice” he nodded his approval. “Is it neg?” “He was 20 minutes ago.” I laughed, “Now I’m not too sure.” Again Mark nodded his approval. He stopped his tour of the boy at his head, to be sure he heard, “Did you tell it we’re going to poz him up.” I thought Mark’s words were a little harsher than I had explained it to the boy, but also thought it was important for him to hear that, and to hear guys talk about him in that way. “Yup, I responded, he wants to be a good cumdump. Isn’t that right boy?” I said in his direction trying to bring him into the discussion. But for Mark, Greg was nothing more than a toy, no different than the fuck bench he was locked onto. Greg did nothing by crane his head to try to get a better view of the new edition to the playroom. Mark, continued his tour of the boy, now stopping at his hole. Fingering it caused the boy to wince. “Sensitive.” Mark remarked. “Is your load in there?” “Yup,” I said. “My boy, my poz seed.” I looked at Mark playfully. “That’s right,” Mark said. “You’ve always had a problem with ‘potency’. When was it you pozzed up? Six months ago?” “Five,” I responded. Mark nodded and said, “No meds yet?” “Nope,” I affirmed. “Good man!” he exclaimed. “What were your initial infection stats? “ Mark knew, what he was doing now was playing with the boy. The boys head was moving around furiously trying to catch a glimpse of Mark. His interest was definitely piqued, so I decided to play along. “I told you upstairs viral load 475k, CD4 210.” I replied. Realizing that the boy really had no idea what we were talking about, I went over to him and crouched down and explained to him that the VL was the number of copies of the HIV virus in someone’s blood. That the higher the number better the chance of infecting someone else, namely him. The boy looked speechless and astonished. I think it might have been too much for him to take in just yet. So I went for simpler terms. “The higher the VL number, the more ‘toxic’ the person is. Do you understand?” I added. “Yes, Sir,” he replied. “And you’re very special to me now boy. You’re the first pig that I’m going to poz. The cum that I pumped into you earlier is probably converting you as we speak. How do you feel about that boy?” “You mean you’re giving me AIDS, Sir.” He said defeated. “We’re going to try like hell.” I said proudly. “You’ll learn to appreciate it more as the night goes on. You’ll hear a lot of guys talking and bragging about it, but the most important thing is that you remain respectful and appreciate every load that gets pumped into your little cunt tonight. Do you understand?” I said looking deep into his eyes even though his he wouldn’t meet my gaze. “Yes, Sir,” he said respectfully, looking down at the floor. “Sounds like you found yourself a good one, Rog.” Mark interjected. “So tell me, now that you’re poz and tox, how does it feel to finally infect someone on your own?” Rog was frank. He’s never been accused of anything less. He was also one to point out things most everyone else missed. But I thought about what he said, deeply thought about it and looked over at the boy I had helpless on my fuck bench. The deeper I thought, and the more I looked at the boy, the more I felt warmth in my groin. “It feels fucking great!”

Game Quest: Part 12 An expected visitor Getting back to my senses, I backed away from my boy’s fuck hole. He was definitely crying, but the doorbell was ringing so I quickly grabbed a rag to wipe the boy’s cunt slime off my cock and went upstairs to confirm who was hanging on my doorbell. I arrived at the door, sweaty and spent, looked out the sidelight and saw, as expected, my friend Mark. I opened the door, and said “Jesus, what’s the rush?” Mark responded, “I got your vid, and was worried you might have gotten cold feet about pozzing the boy, so figured you would be needing my services to ‘prime’ up his hole.” My old friend stepped in, he was dressed as he always was, in his leather biker jacket, jeans and a white t-shirt that did nothing anymore to hide his 60-year-old belly. “Super-gifter to the rescue”, I laughed and said mockingly. “But my seed is brewing in his gut as we speak.” “Nice,” he said. “Welcome to the club. You get your blood work back?” “Ya”, I said. “475K VL, and 210 CD4.” “Sweet,” he said, “good and potent for a neg hole.” “What about you?” I asked. “I heard you were having some issues.” “Doc said my meds weren’t suppressing the virus very well and higher doses were starting to fuck with my liver, so I’m off meds now.” “For how long?” I inquired, knowing full well he never took them regularly. He enjoyed gifting too much. “Dunno,” he responded. “Doc doesn’t seem to think they’ll work much anyway.” He broke the small silence and said, “Well enough about that, I’m ready to breed! Where’s the boy?” “Downstairs on the bench,” I added. “Hmm,” he said. “The bench is back in business!” He snickered. “Let’s get it rocking then!” I said as I turned to head toward the basement. Without thinking, I brought up the cum rag to wipe the sweat from my forehead, when Mark grabbed my arm and stopped me. Looking at the rag, he said, “Looks like you got him good a fertile.” I looked down at the rag, and saw in the yellow ass slime, a few bright red spots. “Good job!” Mark exclaimed. “Glad to see you back in the game. Mind if I use your shower?” He added abruptly. “I came straight from work.” “I wouldn’t worry about that,” I told him. “He’s bit on the dirty side. Low self-esteem, bad hygiene” I wouldn’t bother showering. He needs to get used to stuff like that anyway.” Looking at the rag again, I smiled, looked at Mark, and gestured towards the door to the cellar.

Game Quest: Part 5 The Confession I moved him toward the kitchen, and the basement door leading to my playroom, and stopped him at the top of the stairs. “We’re now going to my interrogation room in the basement. Any last words?” I said into his ear. “No Sir,” he said. “Good boy,” I said, removing his glasses and replacing them with the leather blindfold. “Watch your step boy.” “You must really play this game a lot, if you have a room for it.” He said while I tightened and buckles the blindfold. “It’s been a while boy, but I think I’ll be playing it a lot more now,” I said slyly. Panic took him a bit as I moved him toward the first step and I held onto his arms to steady him as he searched for the first stair with his feet. Slowly we proceed down the stairs and to my playroom. When I got my prize to the door, I swung it open and reached for a leash inside the door, and hooked it to his collar. I shoved him in hard “On the ground boy, unless told otherwise, you walk on your knees here unless told otherwise!” Still bound he fell onto his left shoulder on one of the gym mats I scattered like throw rugs around my cement floored playroom. I tugged at his leash to bring him up to a kneeling position, then lead him across to the bondage chair. “Up now!” I tugged at his collar and brought him to a standing position. “There’s a chair behind you, that you’re going to be in for a while, so sit and make yourself comfortable.” I unlocked his cuffs and lowered him down into the heavy wooden chair. Once In the chair, I relocked each of his wrist cuffs to eyebolts on the high arms of the chair, and then passed his leash through one of the higher slats on the back of the chair, and pulled until his back was straight and some of his weight was on the collar. Then I strapped his chest tight against the chair back and replaced his ankle shackles with leather cuffs that I then locked to legs of the chair. Nice and secure in the chair, and a little dribble of pre-cum bubbling in his cock slit, It was now time to let the fun begin. I reached for the printout of our conversation on Daddies4bois, and decided on my line of questioning. “Are you comfortable, prisoner?” I asked. Knowing he wasn’t a hundred percent “comfortable” in the chair I laughed when he struggled with how to respond. “Yes, Sir,” he finally stuttered. “What is your full name boy?” I demanded. “Gregory Rienster,” he responded. “Where do you live?” He gave his name and address, which I noted down. I continued the rather banal line of questions to lure him into a sense of security in the game. Then I asked him, “Do you know who ‘gameboyfordaddy’ is? Even blindfolded, the look of shock in his face was obvious, his mouth moved trying to figure out how to answer and his face blushed the darkest shade of red. I repeated my question this time louder and with more aggression. Finally, he said with a dry throat, “He is me, Sir.” “What do you mean boy?” “He is you?” I fired back. “That’s my user name, Sir.” “Where is that your username boy?” Again his mouth was moving looking for words. “Where… is that your username boy?” I insisted. “On on, Daddies4boys.com, Sir” he stuttered. “And what kind of site is that boy?” “It’s an online dating site, Sir.” His voice was trembling now. “And what are you looking for on this site boy?” I kept my voice deep and sharp. “Daddies Sir” he said with his voice further in his throat. “Are you a faggot boy?” I shot at him. No response, instead his face and mouth tightened as if soon tears would come. Beautiful, I thought to myself. “I think you are boy! Let me read to you your profile.” I then took the print out and read to him his entire profile, about his stats, interest in being dominated, kinks etc. and most importantly the new bareback information he had added at the earlier persuasion of my fake persona on the very same site. “So,” I said, “it appears to be that you’re a little faggot who wants to suck daddy dick and take dicks raw up your asshole.” It worked, he started sniffling, his lips started to quiver, and a tear slipped out from behind his blindfold. I put down the print out and walked over to my prey and knelt down and said into his ear, “Go on boy, say it. Say you’re a worthless little fag that want to get fucked full of raw daddy seed.” You could see it all well up inside him until it broke like a dam. His chest started heaving and he started blubbering like a baby. If not for the heavy blind fold tears would have been pouring down his face. I saw his cock soften, and said deeply into his ear repeating over and over: “Go on boy, tell me you want to be treated as a worthless little cumdump.” I thought I’d have to push him even more to break him, but his sobbing got heavier, and in a barely intelligible voice and getting hung up on certain words, he said it. “Yes s s s Sir, I’m a w w wo worthless fagg g g gtot t t. P p plea s se tr tr treat me lik k k e a w wo orthless cum dump.” That’s it, that’s all I needed, I took my phone from the shelf and send a text to a good friend of my saying “Game on! Tell others.”