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Room 1107: Round 3 The phone jarred me awake and I picked it up. "He didn't flake?" the message said. "Nope, he's got a dozen loads already. U want to give him more?" I replied. "What room?" was all he asked. By the time he got to the door, I had wakened the bottom by yanking the plug from his ass. Opening the door, Jayden looked as good as I remembered. That dark chocolate perfect skin. Those soft lips. The killer smile with eyes that said he could hang with the most proper of men and the nastiest of sluts. The tall lean body that would look so good as a swimsuit model. There were a few changes too... the longer hair that left his dreads drape down past his shoulder blades and the diamond stud on the side of his nose. The best change was his toxicity - now just as potent as when we first met before he started meds. I grabbed a bottle of water and was rehydrating as Jayden stripped down and looked the bottom over. My phone buzzed and I sent off the room number once again. Jayden was the first to make the bottom suck his dick and while it was tempting to complete the spitroast, I needed to be ready to answer the door. The bottom was having trouble with Jayden's ten inches of cut, upwardly curved cock. Maybe if he was on his back with his head flat on the bed and Jayden leaned over his body, it would have slid down into his throat easier but that wasn't how he was positioned. "Hey, good to see you again" I said as Sanjiv walked into the room. I was kind of surprised when he agreed to join the party, but he said he still was unmedicated and wanted to pass along his bug. He looked around and gave a quick nod to Jayden who had paused just long enough to see who was joining us. "Thanks for the invite. This will be the first guy that knew what he was getting from me" he replied with a sinister grin. He looked over as he heard the bottom gagging again and licked his lips. "You didn't stop at your boyfriend, then?" I asked. "Nah. The store manager was too curious once he knew I was queer and now knows he should have asked a few more questions before we fucked. And then there was the neighbor that my boyfriend and I tag teamed one weekend" he replied. "He's ok with it?" I asked. "My boyfriend? Not really, but he knows he can't change it. He blames you or maybe a couple hookups that he cheated on me with when I was sick. Still has no clue that it was me" he said, chuckling. "And now he thinks he's damaged goods and is grateful I didn't kick him out. He's become quite obedient these days." Jayden finished face fucking the bottom about the time that Sanjiv stopped talking. He left the bottom on all fours and moved behind him, roughly fingering him to see how much cum was still inside from the earlier fucks. Not much, I gathered, since he spit on the hole a couple times before he shoved his cock in. The bottom let out a yelp before burying his face into the bedding. From the angle I saw, Jayden only had made it a third of the way in. He pulled back a little and plowed another third in and I saw the bottom writhing on the bed. Jayden repeated the move again and this time forced all of his shaft in. The bottom collapsed on to the bed and Jayden was laying on top of him, fully rooted. I watched Jayden wrap his arm around and covered the bottom's mouth with his hand, pulling his head up. The hand muffled whatever the bottom was trying to say, but it didn't matter to Jayden anyway. Moments later, he raised his hips up and slammed back into the bottom's battered hole. It garnered another muffled scream that took a few seconds to die down. When it did, Jayden did it a third time. They laid there a few moments and Jayden said to the bottom "You wanted this dick so bad a month ago. Havin second thoughts now? Want me to stop?" The bottom mumbled something into Jayden's hand and shook his head side to side. "Good boy. Wouldn't matter anyway. You're probably already knocked up but I'm not leavin here without a good fuck. I doubt these other guys are gonna put out for me, so you're the lucky one" he said. He looked so sexy laid out on top of the bottom. He was a good six inches taller than runninbkbb and was in total command of him. I watched his muscular butt rise up again, but rather than a long shove in, he started to roll his hips, thrusting in and out. The screams from earlier gave way to groans and then moans. I stopped recording a few minutes later and set the phone down on the desk. Sanjiv kept slowly stroking his cock as he watched Jayden start to drill the bottom guy. At one point, Sanjiv walked over to the head of the bed and grabbed the bottle of lube and came back to our watching area. Jayden built up speed and several minutes later was drilling runninbkbb in a constant quick motion. Pain started to creep back into the bottom's groans and yet Jayden kept going. Sanjiv looked a little perturbed about having to wait so long for his chance at fucking but understood he shouldn't rush Jayden. Thinking he was getting close, I began recording again. Finally I watched as Jayden thrust in brutally, grind his hips on the bottom's sweaty ass and growled. His ass flexed with each shot of cum that pumped into the bottom's fertile cunt. With the last spurts deposited, Jayden said breathlessly "Damn, that's one sweet pussy. You guys really opened him up." After resting a moment, Jayden pulled himself out and crawled off the bed. He gave one hard slap to the bottom's ass and a softer one to the side of his face. "Thank you, sir" the bottom said as Sanjiv walked over to him. Sanjiv waved his semi-hard cock in front of his face. Runninbkbb opened his mouth and eagerly started to suck. Jayden grabbed the phone and started shooting, getting closeups of Sanjiv's dick plowing the bottom's mouth. With Sanjiv's cock hard and wet, he climbed on the bed and pulled the bottom up on his hands and knees. Jayden zoomed in on the bottom's sloppy hole and then up to the marks on his back. "Thirteen fuckin loads in that pussy. You're gonna be toxic as fuck soon" Jayden said while he kept recording. He moved the phone back down and captured Sanjiv's cock sinking into the cummy hole. Some cum was forced out but we all knew that Sanjiv would definitely replace it. The bottom let out a long gutteral moan. While he might be sore after all the dick he'd taken that day, he knew he needed more. To show it, he started rocking back meeting each of Sanjiv's thrusts and soon they were pounding into each other. "Damn that looks so hot" Jayden said as he stopped recording and watched the action closer with his own eyes. I just stood back and let the fucking happen. I had seen all of the various fucks all day and this pairing was a perfect way to end the day. Both Jayden and Sanjiv had similar cocks, one just slightly shorter and thinner than the other. Both also loved hard fucks, but Sanjiv didn't manhandle the bottom like Jayden did. His thrusts were just as hard, but he only occasionally pinned the bottom down. Most of the time he just held on to runninbkbb with a light touch for balance. Sanjiv's thrusts got a little harder and more erratic until he growled out "Number fourteen neg boy. You're really fucked now!" His back was arched and his hands gripped runninbkbb's hips as each shot painted the wrecked cunt. An evil grin covered his face showing just how much he enjoyed the feeling of seeding a neg guy. He gave one hard thrust, coaxing the last of his cum out before pulling away from the bottom. Jayden was almost caught off-guard and tugged on his cock a few times before going back to the bed. He pulled the bottom over to the edge of the bed, getting one of his legs off the side and the other spread out on top. He snapped a few pics of the battered, open hole before he plunged his cock back. Sanjiv crawled off the bed and went into the bathroom to grab some water while Jayden resumed his drilling. I enjoyed watching Jayden's ass flex each time he thrust back in, each time ending with a resounding slap of their bodies slamming together. After a few minutes he leaned forward, his hand gripping the back of the bottom's neck. The strokes got longer and more intense. From the sounds of it, Jayden was pulling all the way out most of the time before slamming back into runninbkbb's tortured hole. "I'm gonna fuckin own this hole" Jayden growled out before he shoved back in. "Oh god... Please breed me!" the bottom cried out, his voice partially muffled since his face was pushed into the bed. "Yeah? You want my AIDs seed swimmin in your gut?" Jayden responded. "Oh... Fuck... Oh... god..." the bottom started repeating. I thought that Jayden might have pushed him too far and he might try and break free. If he tried, it wasn't apparent and Jayden had him pinned down pretty good as he kept driving his dick in. There was a pause from the bottom's mumbling and he barked out "Please, sir! Breed me with that big AIDs dick!" With that, Jayden hammered in a half dozen times and then started shooting. Every two grunts or so he'd pull back a couple inches and slam back in, releasing more of his potent cum to mix with the other remaining loads in the bottom's gut. When his balls were empty, Jayden gave the bottom's ass a hard slap and said "Stupid fuck. I hope it takes you out" before pulling out and wiping his dick on the guy's ass. Sanjiv had stopped stroking his dick as Jayden's fuck got more intense, but it still was rock hard. I nodded at him, letting him get one more fuck in before I gave the bottom the final load of the night. Sanjiv lasted longer than I thought he would and I saw him trying to mimic Jayden's fuck. His hand was planted between runninbkbb's shoulder blades and he wasn't pulling all the way out, but the forceful thrusts were about the same. Jayden came out of the bathroom, wiping his softening cock with a wet towel. His face was lit up with a big grin and I assumed he had enjoyed fucking the bottom. "Thanks, man. Glad you hooked me up with him. I think everyone loved knocking his ass up" I said to him over the sound of Sanjiv fucking. "Yeah, happy it turned out... though I wouldn't have minded givin up my ass for your two dicks. I could go for a recharge before I go back on meds" Jayden replied. I leaned in and whispered to him "You really got AIDs?" He chuckled and whispered back "Gettin close. At the rate my numbers have been goin, only a couple more months." "Must be a nasty strain" I replied and just got a "Yep" in response. He got dressed as Sanjiv got closer to dumping his second load. Jayden gave me a fist pump as he headed to the door. I took a swig of water and when Jayden opened the door a guy fell into the room. It looked like he was trying to listen in on our little party and I quickly realized he was wearing one of the hotel uniforms. "Hmmm, what we got here? A voyeur?" I asked. The guy's face turned bright red and he looked around the room. Sanjiv looked back but kept fucking the bottom. "I'm sorry sir... I... I... I heard a noise and I was trying to hear if someone needed help" he stammered out. Jayden closed the door, pulled the guy upright from behind and wrapped his arm around his neck. There was an obvious bulge in the guy's pants so he was chubbing at the sound of us fucking. The size mismatch between the hotel guy and Jayden was almost a foot in height but weight wise I guessed they were about the same. The round, cherubic face fit the plump body on the hotel guy. His eyes kept darting around the room between me, Sanjiv, the bottom and the mirror on the wall that looked back on himself. "Like what you see? Wanna get your dick in that cumdump?" I asked, not knowing whether he wanted that or a dick in his ass. "Uh... Uh... I have to get back to work" he said, struggling to break free of Jayden's grip. "Nah.... Based on that bulge, you need to either jack off or fuck before someone sees you like that. Right J?" I snarled. Jayden's other hand moved down and gave a hard squeeze to the guy's junk. "He's about to burst right now. I think we better get him a hole to breed... fast" Jayden replied. He quickly unbuttoned and unzipped the hotel guy's pants and tugged his underwear down. A very stiff six inches of cock sprung free and Jayden wrapped his hand around it. He picked the guy off the floor and walked him over to the bed. Sanjiv laughed and pulled out of runninbkbb, backing away to let the hotel worker in. "Fuck him" Jayden said forcefully. You could see that the hotel worker was conflicted and didn't know what to do. With his pants down around his knees, he couldn't run far or fast. With a firm push on his ass from Jayden, he angled his hard cock down and into the cum soaked hole. "OH FUCK!" the hotel guy groaned as his cock bottomed out. He stood there a moment getting used to the sensation of his dick being in a sloppy, well used hole. "How many loads he got in him?" he asked. "Enough to do the job" I replied. Jayden had the phone back in his hand, making sure to capture another stranger's cock driving into the bottom's greedy ass. The hotel guy waited a little too long before starting to fuck and Sanjiv had a pair of spit covered fingers probing his hole. "Oh fuck! No!" hotel guy yelled out as soon as he felt Sanjiv's digits. Sanjiv ignored his pleas and soon had planted his fingers all the way in to the knuckles. "Not your first time with something hard up your ass, is it..." Sanjiv asked as he twisted his fingers around. Jayden panned the camera up and focused on the name tag on the hotel guy's uniform "Trent" he said, ending Sanjiv's sentence. Trent pushed back and it wasn't obvious if he was trying to get Sanjiv's fingers in deeper or pull out of the bottom. Sanjiv gave him a few inches of room to play with and soon Trent was rocking his hips and moaning. I watched Sanjiv drip some spit down on his cock and minute later had swapped his fingers with his cock. He pushed hard and pinned Trent between himself and the bottom. "Breathe deep... Don't cum yet" Sanjiv said softly, before beginning his own slow fuck. After several strokes he pulled Trent back a little and let him do the work. Trent had been in this situation before and was soon fucking back on Sanjiv's bare cock and then back into the bottom's juicy cunt. The expressions on Sanjiv's face told me that he was fighting off his orgasm and Trent's panting said he was doing the same. Jayden kept moving around, recording both the bottom and Trent getting fucked. When Trent started to fuck faster, I knew he was close. "FUCK!" Trent cried out as he shot his load into the viral pool inside the bottom. Seconds later, Sanjiv growled out as he shot his strain into Trent's unsuspecting hole. Both shook as they pumped ropes of cum into their bottoms. When the orgasms faded, Sanjiv pulled out, followed by Trent. Jayden got good closeups of the cum covered cocks before he pushed Trent down to his knees. "Clean him up" Jayden said to Trent and a few moments later Trent was tentatively licking Sanjiv's still hard cock. I moved in and stuffed my dick back into runninbkbb's loose hole. After watching the scene unfold with Trent, I was ready to cum after only a few minutes. It didn't help my longevity when I turned back and saw Sanjiv with a fist full of Trent's light brown hair fucking his face. Seconds later, I looked down at the bottom's contented face and began to spew my third big load of the day into runninbkbb. I let out a loud moan as I dumped more of my toxic spooge into him. "Stay there" I told the bottom as I dragged my cock out of his swollen hole. Turning around, I walked next to Sanjiv and asked "Can I borrow your cocksucker?" Sanjiv and Jayden chuckled and when Sanjiv let go of his hair, Trent moved quickly to start licking the cum and ass juice off my dick and balls. My hand cupped the back of Trent's head and guided him around to make sure he had gotten it all. When he finished, I let go of his head and backed away. Sanjiv and Jayden did the same and we all looked each other over. Almost immediately, I could see panic hit Trent. "Oh FUCK! We just fucked raw... Oh my god! You're all clean, right?" Trent asked as he started to hyperventilate. I smiled and calmly said "Don't worry. We made sure the bottom dude was tested the other day" as I grabbed the test results off the dresser and showed it to him. His breathing slowed back to normal but I could tell he was still uneasy. Trent stood up and pulled his shorts and pants up before walking into the bathroom and adjusting his hair. Jayden called out "Don't say anything about this. We got video of you just in case." "Oh hell no. They'd fire me if they knew" Trent replied, still fussing with his hair. I wasn't sure if he noticed the cum stain on his jacket, but he didn't clean it off and quickly headed out the door with Jayden behind him. Once the door had shut, I grabbed the toothbrush and plug and went to working the fresh loads into the soft tissue in the bottom's chute. Runninbkbb pushed his face into the bed and fought off the pain that made him want to scream out. Sanjiv stood there naked, watching me and said "Man, that's fucked up." I chuckled and pulled the brush out and stuffing the plug back in. "Yup, but I want to make sure it takes" I replied. I grabbed the bottom guy's phone and took a look at the list of videos we got. There were almost 30 videos that ranged from a few seconds to several minutes. I shared them with my phone and when I finished I realized the bottom was passed out on the bed, face down, spread eagle and Sanjiv was dressed. I snapped a pic of his back, with all 17 marks on his back. "Thanks for coming" I said to him and chuckled at the bad double entendre. "It was fun. Not sure how long I'm gonna stay toxic but its good to know there's willing guys out there so I don't always have to stealth them" he replied, ignoring my innuendo. He opened the door and walked out and once it had shut I headed to the shower. Once clean and dry, I put my clothes on and packed up my stuff. I left, not waking runninbkbb to say goodbye. I figured if he wanted to say anything more he knew how to contact me. Walking into the building, Thomas the doorman said to me "Mr. Morris, can I have a word with you?" I knew this was probably not going to be good, but I replied "OK" and was ushered over to the corner of the main lobby. "The building and the city both have rules to keep the city civilized and protect people from seeing things that may disturb them. After the recent events in the city, we recently installed some additional security cameras" he said. I had a knot in my stomach and wondered what they had caught me doing. Thomas was the lead doorman and a good thirty years older than me. He was always polite but also firm and took his job seriously. His large, six foot two, muscled body was imposing enough to tell anyone getting close to the building that they should go elsewhere if they didn't have good intentions. "Oh, that's good. I like the safety of this building" I replied, somewhat nervously. He nodded back at me before continuing "We recently found some video of an incident in the stairway with you and another resident. While at least one of the other doormen found it extremely interesting, we can't have things like that happening in public. What if Mrs. Smith walked in on that? Her 92 year old heart probably couldn't take it, right? I'm sure you wouldn't want to have that on your conscience. This is your one and only warning. We have deleted the video recording and have talked with the other party, already. I trust we won't have to talk about this ever again. Right?" The last word had an emphasis that showed just how much he despised what he had seen. "I understand. It won't happen again" I replied. "Good. If it does, you will be talking to the police as well as me and the building's board" Thomas said seriously. His tone changed immediately as he cheerfully said "Have a good evening, Mr. Morris." I walked quickly to the elevators and went to my condo. I sat down on the couch, grabbing the pipe and lighting it. There wasn't much weed left in the bowl and one hit finished it off. The day had definitely ended on a sour note but was overall a success. There was just one thing that bothered me - who was the doorman that liked watching me fuck Dragonboy in the stairwell?

Dark Rooms are the BEST!!! As a Bottom you place is to be there and accept any and every PENIS in that room... It is not a question of letting MEN fuck you; IT IS YOUR OBLIGIATION to allow it to happen; RAW AND NATURAL!!! You ASS is to be a willing Chalice for the SPERM from ALL the MEN in THAT ROOM!!!

This morning I woke up horny so I decided to look on Grindr! Not on 5 mins I get a message from a guy asking if I was wanting to play and that he was in a hotel and had a BBC that hasn’t been drained in 6 days! He said he was negative and we agreed he could use a condom which was ok I just wanted to be plowed! When I walked to his room I seen the door cracked so I walked in and he was naked but had a towel! He told me get naked and bend over in front of his chair! I didn’t get to see his Dick but the bulge in the towel made me nervous! As I bent over he leaned forward and began to eat my ass! Using his tongue to fuck I was losing my mind how good He was eating! After a while I got down and pulled the towel down! My ass dripping his spit I seen the biggest Dick I’ve ever seen! Shaved, cut and every bit of 10” but the best part was how thick it was! I will compare it to a water bottle in thickness! I grabbed it and could only get this head in my mouth but sucking it was a job! He would squeeze the base near his insane big balls and pull up filling my mouth with a ton of precum! He told me lay back and grabbed lube to get me ready! His Dick rock hard hung and just looked like a baseball bat! He slide a XXL magnum condom on but it looked like it would bust cause I didn’t know a man could grow that thick! After about 15 mins of stretching my ass to the limit we finally got it inside! He short stroked the head inside me and it was amazing! He finally said the condom was hurting and asked what I thought and I leaned up and ripped it off! Feeling his hard bare BBC slide in was freaking amazing! Skip forward to my ass being beat down He told me he nuts a ton and said he can’t pull out! He buried up to his balls and if I could explain His cum shoot it would be like a water hose full blast! He stroked deep and I could feel sloshing in my stomach! He stayed balls deep inside me for atleast 5 mins and stayed hard so it was awesome! He finally pulled out and put the hotel cup under and told me push it out! I felt like I couldn’t push because I didn’t think I had as ass any More because he was so thick! When he said i was done I got up and seen the glass cup almost overflowing with thick white cum! He handed me the cup and I turned up his cup of cum that he bred me with! Swallowing most I left the rest to pour in my mouth while I sucked his dick! He left two loads inside me! My ass is gaped and if I could be pregnant I would 100% be now! I can’t wait for him to come back because his Dick is amazing! Imagine Shane diesel except way thicker and insane loads!

Last night my boy, Drew brought a buddy home. I spent the night as a Daddy sandwich with my cock buried in Jason’s (Drew’s buddy) crack and Drew’s cock buried between my hairy cheeks. When we woke up Drew and Jason went down on me. First Drew ate my ass while Jason sucked my cock then I stood up an they got on their knees and shared my hard cock. In Drew’s mouth then Jason’s then both of them facing each other running their tongues along the length of my shaft. I grunted that I was about to cum and Jason closed his mouth on my cock and I fed him my load. Kid swallowed all I shot into him. Only thing now was I had 2 horny, fully erect boys.They discussed between them whether to fuck my ass or mouth and they decided on my mouth. Drew shot down my throat first then Jason skullfucked me and emptied his ballsin my mouth. His sperm tasted great. I deffo want more of him, specially his ass.

Heard from this older guy this morning on Growlr that I've seen on the app for years. Always seemed a bit sketchy probably because his face pic was more like a mugshot. Still, I was curious about him as most bottoms are when there's a top around. He said he was free to host if I wanted a load but that it would have to be a pump and dump. I'm definitely down for a P&D! 🙂 I said I'd check in later in the day. After 4:30 I checked in and he said come over. Funny thing was he lived close by and as a coincidence I had fucked around with a different guy in the same building about 2 weeks earlier. I set out to his place and get hit on by this younger guy who was very close on Grinder. Vers top looking for some fun. Damn, i want this guy too. He suggests car play. I tell him that I'll see if I can find a place to park in the city so we can play. So I head to the older guys place. He answered the door and we got right to business. He's already hard and I suck his dick even harder. Big mushroom head, hot dick. Mmmm. Gonna feel good. After a few minutes he guides me to his bed and puts me ass up on the end and fucks me doggie. Pushes his cock in and fucks a nice warm load into my asshole in about 3 minutes. In and out in 10 minutes with a wet hole. We finish up and i'm on my way. Definitely want more from him after the holidays. I then get back to the younger guy. I see a place we can park. In plain view but still safe. He shows up and I get in his car. We are both nervous but I get busy on sucking his dick. Short and very thick cock. I suck him a while and then he says he wants to fuck me in the back seat. I'm thinking seriously? Then I decide wtf! So we get in the backseat and he pokes at and fucks my hole as we lean to one side. A few minutes later he's cumming in my hole. Loved it. First time fucked in the backseat of a car. Check. Two loads from different men in quick succession. Love being a horny cum loving bottom

Not having to deal with women, and wondering if I’ll get left with a huge alimony or child support bill in the future. What I work for is all mine.

In London 2017, went parTying all night and then the next day I stepped into CumUnion with 4 loads inside me. Sucked off a guy before the basement was open and had him starting to fuck me. We then go told off to not have sex upstairs. As the basement opened we went to back and placed me on the bed. He fucked me and I asked him to be my first load. He came after 5min and that was the start of something crazy. Every guy just started breeding me one after one another. And quick some guys were done in 40seconds. It just went on in just over half an our I had 20 loads in there (including the onces I had entering the place). I was so sloppy that I couldn't get fucked anymore and decent sized dick just fllt out. Only the HUGE dicks staying in my hole. So I went to be bathroom took some semen out. It had to be done, coz some of guys started to take more time to breed, coz it was just sliding and not tight anymore. But in went in straight for round two. When I left the bar I had been bred with 45 loads in there since the morning started. Definitely my hottest experience EVER. They just used me for my hole. When I was leaving some of the guys were talking about that absolute cumdump slut on the bed. And when I joined the convo they didn't even realize it was me, hahaha. Genuinely can't want for CumUnion to return to London. 10/10

When Jack left his family home to go to university he was determined to get a truly liberal education both from the books and life. He'd grown up on the family farm so had limited possibilities in his teen coming out years. He was very excited to open to the possibilities of a university campus and city life. He knew he should be asking his hookups to wear condoms, this was 2000 and HIV meds were getting better but still not completely proven. But he had never bothered with them the few times he let high school mates into his ass. Why start now? Besides, he loved the feel of bare skinned cock up his ass. He wasn't really chasing. It was more a resignation that at some point it was inevitable that he would get knocked up. Between semesters in his second year he traveled to Miami for a week of sex and debauchery. He found a really seedy gay bar online in a rough part of the city and decided to "see what kind of trouble he could get into. " It turned out to be the place the gay contingent of the Hell's Angels frequented. Sure enough there were about a half dozen of the big burly leather clad guys swilling down beer the night Jack went. It was not long before Jack was drinking and shooting the shit with three of them. As expected very soon the topic turned to sex. When they learned Jack was a bottom he was invited for a short bike ride. His desire for a liberal education said, "Go for it!" A ride of a few blocks had them in the parking lot of a very run down Motel. The room smelled of stale booze, cigarette smoke, pot, piss and cum. There were no sheets on the two stained mattresses. It was very clear this room was rented for one purpose and that was not sleeping. The three bikers had Jack naked in no time. The first one of them naked quickly pushed Jack onto his hands and knees doggy stile on a bed. Jack was not surprised to feel a naked cock teasing his hole. No one had mentioned condoms and he sure wasn't going to bring them up. Spit for lube and the girthy raw cock was steadily pushing in. The chorus of encouragement from his two buddies egged the first breeder on. After ten minutes of a good pounding the unloading commenced. Four long ropes of hot cum splattered Jack's vulnerable guts. Number two biker rolled Jack onto his back and lifted Jack's legs onto his shoulders. In the very dim light Jack could see the big biker lining up his naked cock with Jack's hole sported a good sized biohazard tattoo over his cock. Looking to the guy who had just bred him he saw a scorpion tattoo. The third biker had both the biohazard and scorpion tattoo on his chest and his huge beer belly tattoo said "toxic poz " with an arrow pointing to his massive dick. Already sporting one poz load in his ass, Jack resigned himself to his fate, his time had come. He had the time of his life recieving a number more brutal poundings and enough toxic cum to knock up five men, let alone his one torn apart ass. Mid-term he came down with the fuck flu. The moment he was well enough to get out of bed he dragged himself to his favorite bathhouse determined to spread his highly toxic DNA. Time to add topping training to his 'liberal education'. He had not been tested since his bought of flu so he could honestly answer if asked his status, "Negative last test. " With his usual sexual enthusiasm he bred three ass that night even in his weakened state. He was sure to establish they were all negative before planting his raw cock into their unsuspecting asses.

These days when I get horny, all I can think of is barebacking. Thinking about a hole wrapped around every inch of my raw bare cock drives me stupid wild, browsing this site makes me need to fuck bareback so badly.

I’ve always had a busy sex life but ever since I hit my 50s and embraced my Daddy identity I’m getting more younger men and boys than ever before who are willing to take my raw cock. I’ve got a regular, almost permanent live-in “son", Drew and hook-up regularly with other boys, either just me or me and Drew. I look after myself, hit the gym regularly and have a decent sized cock but my balls are kinda big so I rock a jockstrap. I live in a big city but it’s never seemed easier to find a “son” who’s willing to be barebacked and seeded by me. What so other Daddies and Sons think.

I actually haven't worked much so far this month, but I had a long layover in San Diego earlier this week. I was in my downtown hotel room by 11:15, and I got myself showered and ready by noon when I went online. I posted an ads on Doublelist and BBRT. I got 2 guys off DL, and one from BBRT. All three were working downtown and needed to dump a load. The first guy, from DL, was a married bi guy. Oddly, he was the one who fucked the longest and wanted to kiss. When he came in, we kissed and got undressed. I sat him on the bed and got on my knees in front of him, sucking him til he was fully hard. He had a VERY thick 7.5" dick. We started with doggy, and then he put me on my back so we could fuck and kiss. He felt really good pumping inside me. He then asked if I'd ride his dick, it's his favorite position. I was happy to accommodate his request, and I climbed on top of him and lowered myself onto his dick. We did this for a while when he started thrusting up into my ass faster and faster, and he blew his load. I stayed in position for a bit while I milked his dick. He had to get back to the office, and asked if he could shower first. That way his coworkers and wife wouldn't know what he'd been up to. He was cool and said that if I'm back he'd be happy to meet up again. Guy #2 was also from DL and though he wasn't really a pump and dump, he didn't spend a lot of time getting off. He was gay, great body, handsome, early 40's. After sucking him hard, he put me doggy in the middle of the bed and pumped for a while before he pushed me down on my stomach. Now he started pounding a lot harder and faster until he gave me his load. I milked him for a bit sucked his cock clean, and he got dressed and left. The third guy was from BBRT. He'd hit me up shortly after I posted my ad, but he wouldn't be able to stop by til about 3:30. He wasn't into a tag team scene at all, but was cool if I had loads in my ass. Also, he wanted me to be "door open ass up" waiting. He messaged right on time at 3:30 saying he was on his way up. I opened the door and got into position. I heard him come in and get undressed. He immediately started rimming me, obviously enjoying the 2 loads that were already there. He kept me ass up on the edge of the bed when he slid his 6.5" in me. He fucked for no more than 15 minutes before I got his load. I got on my knees and he let me clean him off too. OMG, 3 mixed loads taste SO good. He also said that if I'm back, he'd be happy to load me again. Unfortunately we don't get many long layovers in San Diego but maybe I'll just have to drive down for an overnight sometime. I'd love to get fucked again by the bi married guy. It was about 4:15 and I was all alone in my room. I cruised a bit more online but wasn't finding much. I even offered to uber if a top could host, but it wasn't happening. Eventually I fingered my sloppy hole and edged myself. I shot my load as I pushed out a fair a mount of cum on my fingers and licked it up. Again, I reaffirmed that downtown hotels on weekdays are great for finding loads. Hoping I can trade onto longer layovers this week and get used some more.

"So you are negative, right?" Only one of the guys bothered to even ask Jack his status, and only after Jack had pumped him full of toxic poz cum. "Ah ... probably not. " Jack confessed. "What the fuck!" the stranger yelled, "Why would you do that? You knew I was negative. " Jack calmly gathered his towel and left the guys room without saying anything. He was thinking "to bad bud, maybe next time you'll ask sooner ". But he was shaken inside and decided he would only breed his special DNA into willing negative bottoms from then on. Three months before his doctor insisted he go on meds Jack found an organized group of gifters on an underground Internet site. They organized 'Poz conversion parties ', just what he was looking for. An opportunity to experience the thrill of gifting chasers and a community of like minded grifters so he wouldn't feel so alone. The first party he attended was in Montreal. The second, he and a few of his new friends traveled to Boston. His travel companions knew a small group of friends living in Boston that would be taking part in the party. Arriving the night before they all met up at a popular gay bar. This was a chance for Jack to meet their US friends. The gathering was low key and Jack was having fun. Everyone seemed to be saving their sexual energy for the next nights debauchery which suited Jack just fine. One of the Boston friends arrived late to the bar. Jack was pulled from a conversation and introduced to Stu. Jack couldn't believe his eyes, his blonde God 'pump and dump' master who always fled afterwards finally had a name. As their eyes met they both broke into broad smiles. The friend doing the introductions said, "Oh, you know each other. " Stu responded with, "Hi everybody, please excuse us, Jack and I have a tradition to fulfill" as he reached out taking Jack's hand to lead Jack from the crowd. They beelined to the men's room and into the closest empty stall. Stu proceeded to give Jack the most brutal bareback fuck of the three. Returning to the group of friends for the rest of the nights festivities everyone knew about the sloppy treasure Jack carried in his ass. Stu took Jack to his condo that night, the 'pump and dump and flee' tradition now broken, and their 18 year cross border friendship had truly begun. ⁶

Wow I am no where near as slutty as y'all. The sluttiest thing I've done is get bred by an escort. I usually ask them to pull out. But he fucked me so good and hard I just couldn't say no to his load in the heat of the moment.

2012 SF - one long agonizing month after prep - posted on every site bbrt, Craigslist, Grindr snd A4A that was I was being a cumdump at the glory holes and taking any anon cocks at Folsom Gulch. Had exact time I would be there. I stripped naked and placed my hole against the glory hole and let the random fuck gods do their magic. Never saw any of their faces but took 9 raw loads from total strangers, don’t know their status. One fucker on Craigslist said he’ll be there to charged up my hole but I didn’t know what that meant at that time and couldn’t possibly tell which one of the nine that used me was. Puffing poppers and pushing my asshole against the glory hole. My hole was sore, pink, stretched, wet and dripping with fuck juice. I left not because my hole couldn’t take it... my knees where giving out lol. I rode the Muni home standing up with cum dripping out and down my legs.

The top is Ty Roberts (Tyler Roberts) and it is called Street Whore from Fucktard. TY ROBERTS called me from a motel after picking up SUNNY. "This street whore wants $50. Pay him and I'll let you watch." I grabbed a camera and hightailed it to the motel. Here's the result—crude and rough and real. Holding nothing back, TY shows no mercy--and SUNNY asks for none as he groans in pleasure and pain.

I'm just glad I don't have to deal with the stupid shit my str8 guy friends have to put up with, it's kind of funny but sad too when I tell then about sex clubs or bathhouses. They think its cool that guys will fuck then go hang out and get some food or play video games.

My first taste of cum happened when I first started cumming. I really liked it. It was really watery and mostly clear in color. It had a strong taste and a strong smell that I can't describe, I could jack off in the morning before school and when I got home I could still smell cum in my bedroom. It was actually a huge turn on and I would immediately get hard and need to wank. My first time with another boy was kinda by surprise, we were at school (jr high) and it was lunch time. He said that he wanted to bail after lunch period and asked me if I wanted to come with and that we could kick it at his house and play video games (his parents were not home). So after lunch we bailed and went to his place, grabbed some coke's from the fridge and planted our butts in his room playing video games. After a little while, he asked me if I wanted to smoke a joint with him and I quickly agreed. He shut the bedroom door and opened a window. After we smoked the first joint we were watching TV, he was sitting next to me on the end of his bed. He kept kind of moving his leg and it was rubbing against mine. I looked at him a few times and each time, he would just look at me and smile. Now it's time to light up again. We smoked the second joint. We are still on the end of his bed and I notice that he's sitting right up against me, his thigh resting against mine (I don't even know how long he had been sitting that close), he reaches over and lays his hand just above my knee. He slowly starts moving it up my thigh, I remember that his touch was so light/soft the feeling made the hair on the back of my neck stand up (that's not the only thing of mine that was standing up). He reaches over and takes my hand and sets it down on his upper thigh, I start moving my hand towards his cock he is sliding his towards mine. We started feeling each others cocks through our shorts then the shorts came off and we were stroking each other. I was staring at his cock while I jacked it off, he put his hand on my shoulder and practically whispered to me "do you want to suck it"? I went down on him and sucked the best that I could (I'm sure it was the worst blow job ever) but after like 3 minutes he was breathing heavy and his cock felt like it was getting bigger in my mouth. He put his hand on the back of my head and he starts grunting. I feel his cock start to pulse in my mouth and right after I feel his hot cum shooting into my mouth. He must of had like 7 strong pulses, my mouth was literally full of his cum. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and I looked up into his bright blue eyes (my heart was melting), I tilted my head back a little, still looking into his eyes and I swallowed his hot cum (to this day, it was the best load that I have ever tasted)!! I laid down on his bed and I feel him taking my cock in his mouth, I wish that I could say that I let him suck me for a while but the truth is, I blew my load before he even had the whole thing in his mouth. We never were a couple but we remained very close friends (with very ongoing benefits) for the next 5 years.

9. Penetration "Please, Daddy. Fuck me," James moaned. He exhaled the rest of his hit; there was still enough to leave a dense cloud. "Fuck me." "You're sure, boy," Tim said. He kissed the boy again, but also reached back and grabbed James's ass. The boy gasped, but it wasn't long before he pressed back against Tim's hands. "Yeah," James moaned. The crystal was now washing over his brain. "It doesn't matter. I need you, Daddy. I need you cock." "Of course, boy. You were always going to get Daddy's dick. That was never in doubt. But first, give it a bit more love." Tim let go of James's ass. He only had to put one hand on the back of James's head before the young slut got the hint. James leaned in, and quickly swallowed the full length of his dick. "Fuck boy. You're a good cocksucker." He turned to Fabien and the camera. "All the way down. Just like that. That's a professional cocksucker for you." He let go of James's head, and grabbed the pipe again. He did a long hit, enjoying how this was about nothing other than pleasure: getting his dick sucked, as he sucked down from the glass pipe. As his lungs filled, he moaned in pleasure. He passed the smoking pipe to Fabien, who savored the thick clouds. "Fuck," Fabien said. "I'm wasted now." "Right on," Tim said. "You had the pleasure?" he asked, motioning to James, who was right then choking on Tim's cock. Tim put his hands on the back of James's head, holding him in place. "Just relax," he said. "Just learn how to breathe from my cock. It has everything you need." He turned back to Fabien. "You?" "Yeah. Just a bit. He can take a lot." "Crazy, I know. He's barely been doing this, right? Thought you were a straight man, didn't you?" James nodded, his throat still filled with Tim's thick shaft. He remembered how intense it had been the night before, when Tim thrust deep into his throat. But it had been exciting. His cock had been hard the entire time. But it hadn't been the same when Conrad had fucked his throat. Conrad had forced his way into James's throat, and did not care about collateral damage. James's throat was still sore from Conrad and his friends. Still, James knew it that Tim's pleasure was important. "That's it boy. Just relax and enjoy it." Tim turned back to Fabien. "You said he had a lot of cum in him?" "Yeah. Took like six swabs to wipe him up." Fabien said. Tim suddenly got interested. "Swabs? You did a rape kit on him?" "Yeah. But Dr. T said to bin it." James went back down on Tim's cock. He knew they were talking about him, but with the drugs and struggling not to gag, it was hard to pay attention. Whatever they were discussing about him, it made Tim's dick drip pre-cum. James lapped it all up. "He's definitely sexually active," Tim said. "Getting dick from everywhere." "No kidding. I don't even think he knows how many guys have been inside him." "No sense in that. Never get the right match." He turned back to James, and rubbed his hand through the man's hair. "All the way down boy. You know how Daddy likes it." Tim gave James a push, helping him get the last bit into his throat. Tim was rewarded by the sudden gagging of the boy. "Fuck YEAH boy!" Tim grunted, loving the deep-throat massage he was getting. But he also knew James's limits. It wasn't yet time to push them. That would come soon enough. "Breathe boy," Tim said, releasing his hold on James's head. "We're just getting started." Tim grabbed a pillow, and leaned back as James continued to worship his dick. "He's loving that," Fabien said. The black man was still filming; Tim knew this was going to be a great scene. "Me too," Tim said. He continued to moan and grunt as James worked over his cock. On the screen, the timer slowly counted up: first a minute of cocksucking, then five minutes, and ten. It was nearly fifteen minutes of interrupted cocksucking before Tim finally gave the boy a break. "I think something to drink, boy," he said. He went to the door, and pulled a hip flask from the pocket of his jacket. From another he got a glass eyedropper. "Come here, boy," Tim said. James started to get up. "No," Tim said. "You can crawl on your knees." James barely protested, as he crawled over to Tim's side in the kitchenette. There were only four mis-matched glasses. "How much G you want," he asked Fabien. "Fuck yeah," Fabien said. "Let's go 1.2" "Right on. I'm giving the boy the same." "And you?" "1.5," Tim said. He quickly measured out all three doses. Luckily there was some juice in the fridge. "Join us," he said to Fabien. He stepped across the room, as Tim gave the glass to James. "Drink up," he told James. James downed the glass quickly, smiling at Fabien and the camera. "What was that?" "He doesn't even know what he took?" Fabien asked. "It's ok," Tim said. "He's just high." Tim handed Fabien the glass of G, and took the phone from him. "Cheers," he said, as the two men clinked glasses and downed the GHB. Tim turned to James. "Suck on Fabien's cock," he told the young man. The boy turned to Fabien, opened his mouth, and swallowed the fat black head. "All the way down, boy," Tim said. "Make him feel like a man." James forced himself to swallow more of the shaft. He choked briefly when Fabien's dickhead pressed against the back of his throat. He was going to ask for a break, but then Tim spoke. He had knelt down to get a better angle, and he was unexpectedly close. "All the way down. Make Daddy proud of you, boy." James gulped, and with an intense pop of pain, Fabien's dickhead pressed into his throat. Each small movement was painful as the black man's fat cock stretched out his throat. "Arrrrrrrrr," he managed to grunt, as he struggled to take all of the dick. It had been like that when Conrad had throat-fucked him; his throat was rebelling against the thick dick. "It's going to be ok, boy," Tim reassured the boy. "It's going to feel great any moment now." "It already feels amazing," Fabien moaned, thrusting another inch of dick into James's throat. "You see," Tim said. "It's feeling good already. You can feel how hard you've gotten Fabien." James's eyes were wide and panicked. He could only think of Conrad. Conrad had made him gag on his cock. James's discomfort had only made him harder. "I get off when you choke on my dick," Conrad had whispered to James. He lived around the corner. It would only be a matter of time before James saw him again. He didn't want to see Conrad ever again. He didn't want to be reminded of the night. "And you choke so well," Conrad had continued and someone's hand had wrapped around his throat, ensuring he couldn't breathe. "Come back here, boy," Tim said, pushing James's head down on Fabien's cock. "Stay with me. It's all good." It was a good reminder that he wasn't with Conrad any more. He could say no, and it wouldn't be a problem. These men would stop and give him a chance to recover. "Fuck, this is amazing," Fabien said. "Glad I came home with you. I'm gonna come over a lot." "That's what this throat is here for," Tim said. "Here to help you get off." "I don't want to cum yet," Fabien said. "I want to enjoy this." "Do it," Tim said. He gave James one last push, and the last inch of Fabien's dick disappeared into the young man's mouth. James's eyes were red and wet, from the drugs, from the crying, and from the face-fucking. Tim kept on filming, recording every moment of the blow job. James was struggling to deal with the fat black cock, and it only made the movie that much hotter. Tim let the recording continue, as Fabien showed no sign of softening. Finally, after almost fifteen minutes of aggressive throat-fucking, Tim motioned for Fabien to pause. "Let's smoke a bit," he said. He turned his attention to James. "Doesn't that sound good? Smoke the glass pipe, instead of Fabien's skin pipe." "Sure," James said. He was just glad to be able to close his mouth and breathe again. He was feeling warm and comfortable. The two men were hot, and even Dr. Tiago had told him to have sex. This wasn't going to be like the night before. It was going to be sane and consensual, and the drugs just made it that much better. "It's going to be good, right?" "Of course," Tim said. He had stood back up, and was filming James from above. "Give it a kiss for me," he said. James leaned in and licked the tip of first Fabien's cock, and then Tim's. Both of them had a small bead of pre-cum at the tip, which James eagerly licked up. "He can't get enough dick, can he?" Fabien muttered, as James started to suck the black man's cock once more. "Can any cocksucker?" Tim said. He filmed for another minute before interrupting James's worship. "There's plenty more for you," he said. He gave James his hand, and pulled him up. "Let's get in bed." James winced a bit as he stood up. His knees were sore, and a bit raw from the rough carpet on which he had been kneeling. It took him a moment to find his balance, and he needed Tim's help. "Yeah, boy," Tim had said. "You're good and tweaked now. We're going to have fun." Conrad had said almost that. But he had said that he was going to have fun. Tim had included him. It wasn't scary when it was both of them. Nor would Tim let Fabien go to far. It was going to be just fine, and another hit or two from the pipe would make it even better. "Come on. Let's go," Tim said. "You're really high." James had thought Tim had just spoken. But maybe it had been a few minutes ago, although he couldn't remember what he had done. James followed Tim and Fabien back to the bed. The trip seemed to take hours, but yet, in the next moment, he was sitting on the bed. The pipe was already in his mouth, and Tim held the torch under the bowl. "Big hit for me, boy. Daddy wants you to tweaked out." James inhaled from the pipe. He could barely remember his own name, much less how much crystal he had smoked. It didn't matter. Everything felt so good while he was inhaling. There were things that were bad and wrong, but they were distant. He was surrounded by hot, hung men who only wanted to fuck him. "Keep on going," Tim encouraged him. "It can't hurt, can it?" James tried his best, but finally his lungs were full. Tim nodded at Fabien, who took the still-smoking pipe from the young man. "Hold it," Tim said. Fabien took a long draw, then passed the pipe to Tim. Not until after Tim had savored his hit did he let James exhale. As soon as James's lungs were empty, Tim pulled the boy to him, and forced James to take the blow-back. "Fuck, that's hot," Fabien muttered, taking another hit from the still-smoking pipe. He was also still filming the entire scene, capturing the two men making out, not to mention the thick crystal cloud leaking from their lungs. "So hot," he continued. Finally, Tim broke off the kiss, and let James exhale the last of the cloud. "One more for you boy, I think," he said, "Umm, Maybe..." James started, but Tim just put the pipe back into his mouth. The boy might have tried to protest, but as soon as the torch released the cloud from the crystal, James started to puff. He took his time, and filled his lungs. The three men repeated the process, each of them getting a fresh hit from the pipe, and James getting a shotgun from Tim. "Let's do one more," Fabien said, as Tim and James exhaled their hit. "I want to see how far we can go." Tim took the phone from Fabien, and trained the lens on the black man. "You first. Make it one to remember." Fabien sucked down on the pipe, filling his lungs. He paused, and held it. "Mmmmmm," he moaned, and played with his stiff cock. Tim watched the clock tick upwards on the phone, as Fabien held the hit for almost a minute. Fabien's cock was dripping pre-cum. Fabien started to exhale, but Tim stopped him. "Give it to James," Tim said. Fabien leaned into the young man, feeling James's beard brush against his skin. He pressed his lips, and exhaled. James sucked the hit down, and held it while he made out with Fabien. "Hold it boy. Daddy wants to see you tweaked." James knew he had done too much crystal. But he wanted to make Tim proud of him. He couldn't bear the thought of Tim being disappointed, and it was so much easier to hold Fabien's cloud. Finally, Tim nodded. "Fucking hot boy," he said, as James exhaled the cloud right at Tim and the phone's lens. "Let's get you hitting the pipe." Fabien handed the smoking pipe to James. Fabien held the torch as James inhaled and Tim provided encouragement. "More, boy, more" he said. "Make Daddy proud of you." It was hard for James to ignore Tim's command. He did his best, sucking down a huge cloud. By the end, his lungs were practically bursting, and he was relieved when Tim finally nodded. "That's good boy. Now hold it." Tim nodded to Fabien, who took the pipe, and promptly started another hit. Tim watched James through the camera screen. The sun was starting to go down, and the young man was bathed in golden light. If it were not for the meth-crazed expression on his face, the boy would have been almost angelic. Tim got a close up of the boy's dilated eyes. "Now, boy," he said. The boy exhaled a thick cloud. "That's what I wanted to see." "Your turn," Fabien said, and immediately leaned in to shot gun James. He took the black man's hit without thinking. Fabien swapped the pipe for the camera. "Get high," Fabien said as Tim inhaled from the bowl. Tim did his biggest hit yet, then put the pipe down by the bed. He leaned against a pillow, and spread his legs. He pointed at his erect dick, and within a few seconds, James's mouth was wrapped around Tim's shaft. "Mmmmmmmm," he moaned, careful not to loose too much of the cloud. Tim reached down and grabbed James. He pulled him up, and they pressed lips together. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fabien. He had ended up next to Tim, and had the phone trained on the two men. "Keep it up," Tim murmured, before forcing his hit into James's exhausted lungs. The cloud overflowed the young man's body, but it didn't matter. James had done far too much already. "Mmmmmm," James moaned, as Tim grabbed his body and pulled him in close. Tim's erect cock immediately found James's crack, and nestled right against his hole. He tried to speak, but his mouth was still full of Tim's tongue. It felt good to be making out. James loved being wrapped in Tim's thick arms. He felt safe and happy. He could open up around him. He didn't even mind Fabien recording them. It was all so fun and enjoyable. James tried to breathe, but one of Tim's hands was already on the back of his head, holding it in place. "Nuh-uh," Tim said, still keeping his control over the boy's breaths. James started to get scared. He could feel his lungs burning, needing fresh air and not the thick tina. He tried to force his way to a breath, but once more, Tim anticipated his moves, and blocked them. "Hold it," Fabien muttered. James closed his eyes. It was easier to think without seeing anything, but even then, it was hard to concentrate. He knew he was supposed to be scared, but then he thought about the warm dickhead pressed against his ass. He was simultaneously struggling to get away from Tim's choking hold, and press himself up against Tim's thobbing dick. "Fuck, that's hot," Fabien continued. He was filming one-handed; the other hand was busy stroking his cock. "That's a good boy," Tim said, finally letting the boy breathe. "Fucking hot tweaker slut boy," Tim said, rubbing his dick against James's asshole. He rolled the boy over onto his back, and knelt down between the boy's legs. Like magic, he produced a small tub of lube, and rubbed a bit on James's ass. The thick cream melted into James's tender hole. James hadn't realized how dry and empty he had felt. Tiago had cleaned out every drop of semen from his hole, and the lubricant was a welcome replacement. Tim worked a finger into his ass, pushing the lubricant deeper into the boy. "Mmmmmm," James moaned in pleasure. He hadn't realized how empty he had been until Tim pushed his finger in. The thick lubricant soothed his sore hole. As Tim worked more lube into his hole, James held his hole grow wet, hot, and hungry. He needed a cock inside him, and it was hard to control his desire. "Please. Fuck me Daddy," he moaned. "I know, boy. I know how hungry you are. How much you need." He pushed another wad of lubricant into James's hole. "You're going to get more than you ever wanted." The white cream felt hot, almost burning James's hole. But far from hurting, it only exacerbated James's hunger. He needed dick. "Give it to him," Fabien muttered. His dick was hard, and he wanted to see Tim open up the boy. He wanted to see his own dick disappear into otter-boy, but knew that it would be better for Tim to prepare James. "I want to see you fuck him," he continued, getting a close-up of two of Tim's fingers disappearing into the boy's hairy hole. "That's good," Tim said. "You're wet now. Just right." He pulled his fingers out, and rubbed a bit of the lube onto his dick, working a dab into his piss slit. "Mmmmm," he said, enjoying the gentle burn of the crystal. "We're fucked up now." "Time to fuck him over," Fabien said. "Best thing to do with a tweaker boy," Tim said. He lined his cock up with James's hole. "You ready?" he asked James. "Please, Daddy," James replied. Tim responded by grabbed Jame's legs, spreading them further apart and exposing even more of James's hole. "Please fuck me." "As you wish, boy," Tim said, and pushed his dick into James's hole. James had thought he was ready for Tim's dick. But the pain was immediate and intense. Tim's cock was sharp steel, hard diamond, and burning fire. "Fuuuck," James yelped, and tried to push Tim away. It had been Conrad. He had forced himself into James. It had hurt and he had just fucked him all the same. "Please, Daddy." "Of course boy," Tim said. He held still, and James had a brief moment of clarity. "But," he continued. He pushed another inch into the boy, and James's head exploded in sharp, fierce pain. "My boy's hole feels so good." James could barely breathe. All he could think of was Conrad. Conrad had put raped him. He had fucked him when he had begged him to stop. All James could imagine was that it would always be like that. It was always going to hurt. Nor was it up to him. He was only here to please men, no matter that it was driving him insane. "Please Daddy," James whimpered. He was starting to cry again, even has his heart was racing in a full-blown panic attack. "I can't do this right now. It hurts. And I don't want to remember. Please. Just a break." "Last night. When you were raped," Tim said. He smiled when he said the word, and James heart beat even faster. "When you were taking all those stranger dicks." James nodded. He didn't even know how many men had penetrated him. "You didn't tell them no, did you?" James shook his head no. He had been tied down and gagged, and had been helpless to stop the attack. "And now you're being a prissy bitch about taking Daddy's dick," Tim said. "I...I...I was tied up. I didn't have a choice." "Just because you're not tied up doesn't mean you have a choice," Tim said. He spat a thick glob of saliva all over James's face.

Part 2: Thursday, 830pm I must have passed out, because when I looked up I noticed it was dark. I went to check my phone, but I wasnt able to find it. Looking around my friend noticed I was awake and came over from the counter near the sink. I didnt even notice that he had changed clothes, and was in a harness and a jockstrap. "Hey, sorry I must have dozed off. What time is it? Shouldnt we head down to meet up with people?" I mumbled, still trying to find my telephone. "Nah, its Thursday, I already told you nothing fun happens on Thursday. Besides, I have some friends coming up here tonight. You should stick around and meet them, they are fun" He sat down, wrapping his arm around me. I felt so over dressed next to him, but I didnt bring anything fun like that to wear. "Hey have you seen my phone?" I asked, still half heartedly looking for it, though mostly distracted by Spots outfit. "Im sure its around here somewhere, dont worry about it" He said with a smile, leaning in to lick across my nose, my lips, then pressed in for a kiss. This was rather forward I thought, but I did have vague memories of fooling around with him prior to passing out. I looked around the room, the sling had been set up, there was a bench, towels on the couch, and porn playing on the TV. Dudes in their fursuits, and rubber catsuits, and hoods, and all sorts of fetish gear, fucking and sucking up a storm. I got sidetracked by what was playing I didnt hear the tap at the door. I looked over to see Spots open and let two people in. "Hey thanks for coming. This is my roomie, you can just call him puppy" My face turned a deep red when spot half introduced his friends to me. "Maybe you two can help me get him dressed for our room party tonight?" He cracked a grin, winking over towards me. The two who showed up had bags with them, large ones that they set down. The quickly began stripping off their street clothes, digging in the bags pulling out all sorts of fetish gear. The taller of the two pulling out what looked like a black rubber suit. "Hey I hope you dont mind, since Thursdays are usually really slow, I thought we would throw a room party. You're okay with that, right puppy?" Spot asked me, again back at the counter with the sink. I just nodded, though he wasnt looking in my direction. "Hey kid, you look like youre about my size, why dont you try on some of my gear?" the shorter of the two came over to me, handing me his bag. I held it in my hands and blushed, not really sure what was going on still. "Uh Spot? What kind of room party? I dont know.." I was stopped mid sentence as the shorter of the two friends came and sat next to me, putting his arm around me just as Spot had. He was very, very cute. "You know, some people in their fursuits, some people in gear, have a few drinks, play space, etc. You know, a party" Spot casually said, he was pulling stuff out of his little bag, using a credit card to chop something on the counter. I stopped fussing, and looked in the bag that was handed to me. There was all sorts of gear. Harnesses, a bag with what seemed to be a rubber suit. A hood. I took the hood out of the bag and felt it up with my fingers. Slick rubber, what looked like a Pig. "Hey, that would look really good on you kid. You want to try it on?" The tall friend said from across the room, I looked up and he was buck naked, sliding a rubber catsuit on, I didnt know how to answer, so I kept thumbing through the bag. I pulled out a rubber tail plug, and a metal chastity cage. I must have been beet red in the face, because they all started chuckling in my direction. I figured I was in for the long haul, still a little light headed from earlier, I stood up and went to take the bag full of gear into the restroom. Spot stopped me as I went to walk past him, his arm between me and the door. "Hey, I think you should change out here. You know, so that if you need any help, my friends and I can help you. You dont want to slip and fall while trying to get into this stuff" a cheeky grin across his face, before moving his hand to direct me back into the main part of the hotel room I moved back to the bed and set the bag down. The taller of the two friends was wrapped in shiny black and red latex, he was pulling on a pair of boots. The shorter friend was putting on his fursuit, what looked to be a wolf. I had never seen a fursuit like this one, the fur was short, it wasnt a baggy suit, it clung tightly to his body, it looked fantastic. I took my shirt off, unbuckled my pants, and pulled them off. Next my underwear. I felt a little bashful being naked in front of three strangers, but I was anxious to try on some of this gear. I took the rubber suit out of the bag it was in, and laid it out on the bed. Solid black with some red accents on the sides and back. Shiny. Slick. Zippers on the shoulders, and a zipper that went around from the crotch to the rear. I admired it for a moment before I was joined by the shorter of the two. "Here, let me help you get that on" He said, wearing the bodysuit to his fursuit, but nothing else. He grabbed a bottle of silicone lubricant from another bag, and put it on his hands before rubbing it onto me. His hands were cold. He rubbed a thin layer of the lubricant all over me. "That should help you get into it." Spot had pulled a large glass bong from another bag out onto the counter. Great, a little weed might help call my anxiety. I began to pull the rubber onto my body, limb by limb. The suit fit perfectly, like a second skin wrapping around my body. I ran my hands up and down as my new friend zipped up the shoulders, sealing me into the suit. I saw a plum of white smoke escape from Spots lips, the taller of the two friends walking over to join him. The other friend pulling out a pair of black gloves and socks that matched the suit. I quickly put them on. "Hot damn puppy, you look amazing in that! See, I told you it was going to be a good night tonight" Spot said, smoke still escaping his lips. His tall friend leaned over to hit the bong next. I was handed a harness, black and red rubber, and was told to put it on as well. I wasnt going to say no at this point, I figured I should be dressed the part if I was going to hangout at the party. As I put on the harness, matching ankle and wrist cuffs were brought out, as well as a collar. Damn, I had never done anything like this before, but it was very exciting. My heart was racing as the thick bands were wrapped around my appendages. The only things left were the hood, and the collar. I figured I could wait until the party started first. "When does everyone get here?" I asked, looking over at the two at the counter. My anxiety was through the roof, I could really use a hit off that bong. "A few more people will get here soon, why dont you just kick back and relax?" He looked over at me on the bed, sitting there head to toe in full body rubber. The taller friend moved to turn off the overhead lights, and some RGB lights that had been haphazardly strung around the floorboard of the room turned on. "Hey, can I have a hit of that?" I asked Spot. Realizing it was probably the most I had said in hours. He smiled at me, took a big hit off the bong and walked over sitting next to me on the bed. He leaned in and pressed his mouth to mine before exhaling, filling my lungs with smoke. I closed my eyes and took it in, I had never been shotgunned like this before. Something was different. He pulled away and told me to hold it, and not exhale. I didnt, I just stared at him. My body was tingling, my heart was racing. He told me to exhale slowly, emphasizing on slowly. I did. The white smoke escaped my lips, floating upward across my face. My eyes rolled back a little as it hit me. This wasnt weed. My daze was broke as I heard a knock at the door. The other guests had arrived.

It was a beautiful summer day in rural northwest Georgia. Jay had rushed through his chores on the family dairy farm, anxious to enjoy the rest of this glorious day without the restraints of the normal grind of agricultural life. The fences were fixed, it was too soon to start cutting hay and pending any farm auctions that his dad failed to mention, Jay would have the day to himself. He rushed back to the house to change into some fresh jeans and a t-shirt and grabbed his bike. Soon he was coasting on the down the road with the wind in his face and the promise of a nice dip in the swimming hole a mile further in the valley below their farm. As he approached the swimming hole he could hear the inviting sounds of the water spilling from the culvert into the waiting pool. He stashed his bike in the roadside underbrush and was soon sliding down the bank and peeling out of his shirt. Jay was a handsome young man. Having just turned 18, he wished his body would catch up with his adult age. He was thin but solid, five foot ten, red cropped hair and blue eyes that were as deep as the perfect sky above him. He was probably 140 pounds soaking wet and he longed to be more bulked up like the man he felt he was. Jay was a smooth and his stomach was flat as the smooth slate rocks at the bottom of the swimming hole. His arms and legs were lean and strong from the work that he performed around the farm. He was soon under the shelter of the culvert where a person could stand without hitting the top of the tall and wide metal spiral that gave way to the watercourse of the creek that ran under the road above. It was a perfect place for a swimming hole as the water would pour from the culvert and drive an ever deeper hole in the center of the damned up water way. Jay could feel the sun on his chest and he stretched gloriously in the fresh country air, his nipples responding to the playful breeze. He leaned to remove his shoes and now felt the sun on his back. He set his shirt and shoes to the dry side of the culvert and began to unbutton and unzip his pants. He took his time and let the sun find each new inch of his exposed skin until he was now fully naked at the edge of this cave like shelter. The breeze licked at his growing bush of pubic hair and tickled at his young balls. It wasn't long before he was totally erect with the combination of the breeze and the sun hitting his white and rarely exposed midsection. Without another thought, he dived into the pool of water and immediately felt the chill of his skin going pocked with goose bumps as the cold spring fed stream surrounded him. He emerged from the water and laid back in the water and floated on his back. He laughed as he looked over himself, seeing his still erect cock jutting out like a periscope. He loved seeing his naked wet body. It made his lean body look leaner as he was impressed with the state of his growing muscles. After a short swim and a good hand scrub to remove the sweat and grime from his morning work, Jay lay on the larger flat rocks near the waters edge and let the sun and breeze dry his now frigid body. As the sun hit him full on, Jay was tempted to stroke out a load from his cut seven inch cock right then and there but the sound of chattering voices could be heard in the distance and he knew he wouldn't be alone for much longer. He trapeezed his way across the rocks and gravel with his bare feet, climbed up into the culvert and threw on his clothes as fast as he could. Before anyone came in sight Jay was off down the road on his bike and pedaling for all he was worth for the adventures that awaited him. He would take the old road that led into Alabama and then make a right to the yet unexplored side roads of what was known in the area as 'four corners'. Being a bit of a loner, he wasn't at all sad to leave behind the reverie of the oncoming kids that he could have spent the day with. Jay began to long again for the refreshment of the swimming hole as he pumped and worked his body to capture the top of the hill he now drove along. The relief to his young strong thighs and calves was wonderful as he finally made the top. Just in the short thirty minutes of biking he was already sweating and he wiped his forehead with the back of his arm as he surveyed his surroundings. Unseen to him before when he had come this way was an unexplored road that he had thought before was a driveway. Now it was clear that this was indeed a road and it led down an inviting hill and into the outside edges of the pinewood forests that filled this area. This is exactly what he had hoped to find. A new road to somewhere but who knows where? He pedaled to the head of the road and then began his decline into the forest ahead. Once again the breezes of the day whisked his sweat away and the scent of evergreens and new leaves filled his lungs. As he entered the forest he could see at the base of the hill a dog watching the road and then an ascending hill beyond this threatening guardian. He started to pump as hard as he could to gain as much speed as possible. He would need it to capture the next hill and stay well enough ahead of this looming dog. True to form the dog was a chaser and Jay easily passed him and flew up the hill beyond his territory where he gave up and trotted home. At the top of the next hill Jay relaxed again and slowed down to take in the beauty of this Georgia summer. The road flattened out now and wound through the pinewood trees. Every once in a while a chained driveway gave indication of someones summer camp. Up ahead Jay could see a sign along the road that actually stated that the road was closed. It should have been obvious to him as the road was in poor repair and there were plenty of rocks and potholes to dodge in the dark earthen path that steadily grew worse. The further he went, the worse the road became. Curiosity drove him ever further and the cool shade beneath the trees was a welcomes change from the bright summer sun on the more main roads. Jay's mind began to wander a little as he mechanically plodded ahead on his bike. At times he had to actually walk through and it was in one of these walking sections that jay noticed trash that littered the side of the road. It seemed to be someones dump deep in this wooded area. Jay dropped his bike on the roadside and began to weave his way through the scattered patch of woods. He soon found a smoked out fire pit, filled with charred wood and crushed beer cans. It was someones party spot. Jay then looked around at what he thought must be paper plates and napkins until the image of naked bodies began to form in his vision. It wasn't paper plates at all but a collection of pornography literally everywhere he looked. He leaned over to pick one up and his blood went cold. This wasn't just any porn, it was gay porn. This wasn't someones party spot, it was the scene one hell of a good orgy by the look of things. Being as young as he was, he only imagined this kind of stuff. To know it actually happened made his dick go instantly hard. In a frantic rush of excitement, Jay went from spot to spot finding more and more gay pornography strewn everywhere. Less than an hour from his home on bike, somewhere in a night long passed, a gay orgy had gone on in this very spot. He could feel the precum rise to the top of his hardened cock. Hours had passed and Jay would have never guessed it. he sat amongst the gay porn mags he had collected from the woods and goggled at page after page of the hottest naked men he had ever seen. His loins stirred for release as he read about the things they did with each other. Cocks were sucked, holes were licked and fucked. Descriptions of cum faced bottoms and alpha male tops breeding and conquering the more submissive men. Jay was going nowhere until he had gotten his fill of this glorious treasure trove of gayness. The feelings that he had felt through his younger years were now being confirmed. This was what he preferred too! He wished he could have hidden in the forest and watched and learned in person what he was now educating himself with. He was going to have to stroke one out. His balls ached for release. Two hours of hardcore eyeballing naked pages and reading about the life of gay men was too much for his young sex drive. As he turned to another page with yet another glorious naked man laid out in front of him, Jay heard a crack of twigs in the woods somewhere nearby. He leaped to his feet and ran for his bike but instead smacked straight into the arms of a man that had been watching him for some time. Jay apologized for trespassing and struggled to get away but the two dark haired arms held him fast. 'No rush to be leaving' said the man. 'Looks like you were enjoying yourself. This hard pole between your legs seems to confirm that' purred the man. Jay looked up into his rugged handsome face and just stammered words of completely unformed recognition. The man released his grip on Jays arm and placed it now on Jays hard cock and squeezed it through his jeans. Jay winced and yet felt himself melting into this mans embrace, whether hostile or friendly. The roving hand then moved to his tight young ass and pressed it between his large fingered hands. 'Nice' said the stranger, 'Very nice.' With that the man took Jays arm and twisted it behind his back. His other hand moved over Jays mouth and Jay could feel himself being forced forward into the deeper forest. They walked for what seemed to be twenty minutes. A cabin stood ahead of them and Jay could see a couple figures on the porch leaned against the wall with booted feet resting on the railings. 'Look what I found boys' trumpeted the man that held him. The two men on the porch dropped their chairs to the porch floor and stood up to get a better view. The stranger then kicked the back of Jays heels and sent him reeling backwards to the ground, landing firmly on his quivering ass. The two men sauntered off the porch and headed towards them. His captive pulled up his leg and slipped his tennis shoe and sock easily off his foot and then repeated the action with the other foot like a pop tab on a beer can. The two men coming towards them were now grinning from ear to ear. 'Nice one Bobby' they said together. 'I caught him at the end of the driveway rifling through our party favors' laughed the first man. 'Looks like he really likes what he found too.' Bobby now pulled me to my feet and pushed me over to a large tree on the side of the cabin clearing. He reached in front of me and lifted my t-shirt off my shaking body and then indicated to the other guys to each take an arm. I have never been a tree hugger but I now knew that I must have looked like one as they pulled my arms around the base of the tree and began tying my hands together on the opposite side with my shirt. Once I was secure I felt the big hot hands of Bobby probing my bare skin. His touch was like electricity and what I could see of him was heaven. His hairy arms were every bit the kind of manly arms I aspired to have. Those burly arms then reached down for my zipper and soon my bare ass was to the wind and my hard cock was up against the tree that I was now tied to. He lifted each leg in turn and pulled my jeans from me and then I was completely vulnerable and as naked as I have ever felt in my life. My head was not secured so I was able to look at all of them in turn and from what I could see they were all sold stocky well built men, two of them dark haired and one of them blonde. They all grinned at me and somehow I knew I would be alright despite what this seemed to be turning into. Now each of them began stripping. Hard cocks were soon bouncing up out of jeans and briefs, protruding out of the hairiest crotches I could have ever hoped to see. Just a few short hours ago I was seeing my first gay porn, now I was seeing it in person. Three sets of hands began fondling every inch of my body. I could feel full hairy chests rub against my shoulders or hairy legs brush against my bare ass and thighs. The warmth of their rough hands made me dizzy with pleasure and fear all at the same time. Soon they all backed up from me a couple of feet and I wasn't sure what would happen next. Then I felt the hot liquid sensation of hot water being jetted all over my ass and legs and back. They were pissing on my like dogs on a fire hydrant. The smell hit my nose like a pheromone and enraged me with lust. 'You are marked territory now' said Bobby. 'The three of us have just marked you as ours and you are now our bitch.' I trembled but said nothing. 'You found him' said one of the porch sitters, 'You should have first dibs.' I could then feel Bobby's probing hands split my dripping pissed-on ass and a single finger penetrate my hole. I was wet with both sweat and piss and when Bobby's furry body spooned up against me I could feel the end of his hard cock begin to slide into my trapped body. The pain was incredible at first but slowly I began to feel the heady sensation of pleasure as Bobby thrust in and out of my asshole. I could feel his sweat through his chest hair and its strong smell and he pounded away at my ass. After ten or so minutes of his working my ass he drove it deep into me and steadily increased his speed until he yelled out with pleasure and his balls shot ropes of seed into my worked over ass. Bobby pulled out and immediately a new scent hit my nose of the blonde guy as he took position and soon added his sperm load to Bobbys. The third guy must have been the biggest as I could feel the uncomfortable pain of stretching begin again. I was soon accustomed to this new cock and took his load as well without a word of complaint. Had I not been suspect of my own gay feelings this afternoon would have been nightmarish. As it was, I couldn't imagine somewhere that I would rather be. My virgin ass was now the property of three rugged men out in a cabin in the middle of nowhere. I carried their loads in my body and was dripping in their piss. It came then as a suprise to me that all three of them all of a sudden just picked up their clothes and headed for the cabin. I was left alone, tied to the tree with the sun at about two o'clock and me beginning to worry that I would never see home again. I tried to pass what seemed like eons remembering the events of the last hour. I had never seen such beautiful hairy men before. The blonde one was my favorite. His light hair against his tan skin was like a fuzzy peach, ripe and meaty. It made me want to pass out knowing I now carried that hot blondes spunk inside me like the bitch they told me I was. Bobby was probably the hairiest of the them and the sensation of his hairy body against me put me into orbit. The third guy was shorter but he more than made up for it with his large cock breeding me and stretching me further than the other two. I began to think maybe I needed to yell for them to let me go but somehow I didn't want to go. So I stood and waited for what would happen next. It didn't take long before I could hear trucks on the distant road. Unseen to me was a road through the woods that these trucks seemed to know. I could hear them coming closer and closer. I strained to turn and watch them approach. One had three men in the cab while the other had three in its cab and two in the truck bed. All of them were beefy solid country men from 30 to maybe 50 and it was obvious now to me why the other three had left. They had been busy collecting the rest of their party group to come try out their new bitch. Out on the porch the three came, whooping and laughing as the trucks unloaded. After rounds of chatter, hugging and back slapping the attention was now on me. I could feel the heat of eleven men staring holes through my body. I could hear them approach as leaves and twigs crunched under their shoes. I could hear the sounds of belts being undone, zippers coming down and clothes being stripped and dropped. My dick raged against the tree bark as I anticipated the oncoming scene. I felt the hot heat of piss. It was unending this time. I seemed to come from every direction. I felt my ass being pulled apart again and a new sensation hit me like a warm wave of bath water as a scruffy face buried itself in my ass and rimmed me into heady pleasure with a very talented tongue. It soon gave way to fresh air as he pulled away and then new pain as my ass was reopened for my fourth cock of the night. I could tell the afternoon was getting late as I stood there taking dick after dick. Each man came to a climax to the whoops of his buddies and the eventual breeding of my captive ass. It was as if the forest had turned to men and I was the only bitch within miles to mate with. My belly was full of seed. The sensation left me feeling like I had to piss and shit all at the same time. I had long given up and pissed on the tree while I was being fucked. Each time a cock was pulled out I could feel the cum slowly release from my well used hole and run down the inside of my legs. The last dick to approach my hole was Bobby. I knew it was him as soon as his arms went up on the tree again and his scent caught my recognition. Without even guiding his cock he slid into me like we were a matched set and he then gave me my 19th and final load of the day. When he was done, I felt his hairy torso collapse against my back and he kissed my neck with lingering affection. 'I know you won't tell anyone about this because I know you want more.' He whispered. I knew he was right. He then untied my hands and gave me my shirt. 'It's getting dark, you better start home' he suggested. I turned for the first time and looked straight on into the faces of the eleven men that had just given me a day in my life I never dreamed possible. They ranged from dark hair to blonde. A couple were bald and stood naked under the fading sun in all their glory. Some were shorter and one was a strapping 6' 5' or better. Everyone of them was beautiful and memorized in my mind. The blonde guy from the porch then walked up to me and knelt before me. My dick was soon enveloped into the velvety smoothness of his hot mouth. Each of the guys surrounded us and some played with my body while others kissed me. One of the bald men spread my ass and began rimming me again. Never once did they let me cum and now I was being rewarded in grand fashion as they heaped their collective sexual thanks unto my body. I began to tense up and breathe fast. The blonde pulled his mouth from my cock as ropes of cum shot three feet into the air in front of me, some hitting those that stood too close. The sensation of my pent up desire issued out of me like rushes of waves on an ocean beach. When the last blast left my body, Bobby handed me a pile of snap shots from an instant camera. 'Here's a little something to keep under your pillow.' he said. 'We are having a party next Friday at 7 and I hope you'll come back.' A picture of every man fucking my hole and candids of the guys standing around watching filled my grateful hands. 'The road is right there. Just follow it out and you'll find your bike waiting right where you left it.' said Bobby. With that he kissed me and handed me the remainder of my clothes. I didn't even bother to dress. I just carried them numbly in my hands and headed towards the road. Just before I got to the road I dressed and painfully climbed unto my bike. It was a no brainer to hit the swimming hole one more time when I arrived. The fresh cold water brought me to my senses and I let my first sexual experience wash to the back of my mind to be hidden and stored for many a night of recollection. I felt like a fish that had been caught and shown off like a trophy and then returned to its watery home. I was a 'catch and release!' Supper never tasted so good and next Friday could not come soon enough.

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Chapter 78; *Eating the virus* Once spent I stood facing sideway to Ed about 3 footsteps to where he was sitting, and got Ramon my first ever gifTee to kneel before me; - You know what you have to do now, don't you? - Clean you up, SIR!? - Good boy, you're a fast learner. I clasped my hands behind my head and let the PiG clean up my very much shaft, absolutely covered in his cunT blood, crisco, my cum, and Gono juice, A full meal to be had there! 😈 - How is your boy going to get to the club? Will you drive him there, or do we need to get a cab? - Um, er, er ... Poor Ed, he just sat through his boyfriend not only fucking outside of their relationship, but with someone who had most likely had knocked him up. It is what Ramon craved for, going against what Ed wanted. - Well Aiden has put me on the guest list. It was my plan to drive him there if the gig were to actually go ahead. - Okay. Well, we have to leave in about 90 minutes time. I trust there is room for me. - Well, I am just so pissed with you right now Steven I should knock you out. But that achieves nothing, and I can see the happiness you bring my precious boy, so of course, you can travel with us ... C'mon boy, let's go home so we can wash your face and get in a little sleep for you before your gig at Aiden's club. - I'm too comfortable where I am daddy. I'll have a little sleep here, and you can pick us when it is time to go. Poor Ed, his boy, my PiG was breaking free, and with that Ed left my bedroom and back home next door. I got up and locked the door after Ed had left to give my PiG and I some real privacy. Back into my bedroom I got my sero converting sluT and had him lay on his back with his head propped up against the headboard, his legs spread wide, and I had him sit on his hands; at my mercy! He lay there smiling at me, contented, and still sweating heavily. I took two fingers and thrust them inside his bloodied cummy cunT jabbing them in and out, in and out, hard and fast for several seconds. Taking my bloodied, cummy crisco fingers I brought them to his face and took to smearing the contents of his cunT all over his face. - So your daddy wanted to wash your face huh, I don't think so. I want my virus all over your face for everybody to see! 😈 I took my two fingers and once again jabbed his cunT hard and fast, in and out, in and out, but this time I spent longer than just several seconds working on him. More like a good few minutes during which time he expressed the pleasure he was feeling; - Oh fuck YES SIR, that feels so fucking great, oh fuck YEAH, oh FUCK ... that fucking feels so .... oh fuck *he was panting and groaning* oh fuck SIR, fuck, oh god, that feels so, OH ... OH FUCK ... that feels so fucking g... oh shit, oh god, that feels so good ... Once again I brought my sticky fuck fingers to his face and thrust them by his lips; - Go on, eat my virus you nasTy PiG. He looked at me, smiled, and began to lick eagerly ... - Mmmmmm, your virus tastes so good SIR *lick lick* Oh YEAH *lick lick* Mmmmmm, oh FUCK, I just LOVE how your delicious HIV tastes SIR *lick lick* Another few minutes ensued of finger jabbing his cunT, and before I was finished jabbing he begged; - Oh fucking hell SIR, feed it to me, feed me your HIV, PLEASE SIR, let me taste it again, feed my nasTy cesspit of a mouth with your fucked up virus. I started to jab faster and much more aggressively ... - You fucking want more you nasTy faGGot then you are going to have to give me the specific strains that you want to taste and swallow. - Oh FUCK SIR, oh YES ... Feed me into my cesspit mouth your aggressive CRF19 and Med Resistant strains. Oh FUCK yes SIR, feed this piece of nasTy trash. - fuuuCCK YES you nasTy CUNT! I upped the finger jabbing from aggressive to violent for several seconds, then whipped my fingers out and before my PiG had any time to think I shoved my fingers in his mouth and barked at him; - Go on, FUCKING EAT my corrupt DNA you nasTy fucker! After he finished his latest liquid meal I figured he really could do with getting some rest, albeit a very short one, so I kissed him on his forehead and told him what a good little nasTy piGGY he was, and that he should try and get some sleep. I went and had a short sleep on the couch, setting my alarm for an hours time. And blip, that hour was up as my alarm sounded to wake me. I made two lemon teas, one for me, and one for the PiG. I went in to the bedroom and woke him. My bed was DRENCHED in fuck flu FEVER-sweat! - Did you sleep? - Not really Sir. I did drift in and out though, and was having hallucinating type dreams. So I did sleep a little bit. I feel much worse than I did before I went to rest, my muscles and joints really hurt. - Right, well you enjoy your fresh lemon tea that Sir has kindly made for you, and I will be back in a bit with something else that should make you feel much better. I went back into the living room to enjoy my tea. As I did I PrEP'd two broTherhood shoTs 💉💉for my PiG; Two syringes of Meth with a bit of my supercharged up T☢️XIC blood drawn into each one. And back into my bedroom I went 😈 - Ready for two broTherhood shoTs PiG? - Oh fuck, YES please, Sir. - Okay, sit on the edge of the bed.

My last load was last sunday, I was logged in the sniffies app and stopped at a park. Within 5 min this hot guy pulls up, I walked into the restroom and stood at the urinal. He followed me in and stood next to me, we looked at each other stroking our cocks, I then got on my knees and blew him for a bit. When I stood up he reached around and felt my ass so I turned around and bent over for him. He put his cock right in and fucked me for a few minutes then asked me "do you want me to cum in you". I say YES, next thing I know he says I'm gonna cum!! and he burried his cock in me. He pulls out, cleans up and leaves. I walked around the park for a few feeling his cum squish around in me. Within a few minutes I get a message on sniffies from another guy "you at the park". We ended up in the restroom where he too fucked me and gave me a nice large load.

I'm a BB top. I enjoy raw "unsafe sex". Its hot that other men have blown their load into your hole. Poz or not, I do not care. So I am only speaking for myself here (but I am sure others would agree), I would actually prefer a hot hole thats dripping with cum. If some of the seed is toxic, even better. I fuck raw. I enjoy it. So to answer your question, there is no need to wait for me. I do not engage in "safe sex." It is good though that you care for your top. But for me, the only care I would have is how frequently I can access your seed loaded hole. OINK

Quite the history man. You are one hot guy.

I go with bluecollar and the others. No need to tell your mom that you love the feeling of cum floading your guts. The ones that need to know are your fuckfriends.

Saturday afternoon, I planned to meet up with a fuckbuddy who has a huge cock, probably 9.5 long, and thicker than a red stripe bottle. I arranged for us to meet at this incredibly sleazy, by-the-hour motel where the rooms reek of stale cigarettes and sex. While I was waiting for my fuckbuddy, I was on the apps, NKP, BBRT, and doublelist. There was a guy less than 1000 feet from me with some SN like BBC looking for fun. Of course, I hit him up, since his profile said that he likes thick guys. He comes over, and I let him in. He was a thick guy himself, but his cock was decent. Fuck, I don't care what your cock looks like, so long as you have one. He pulled out his hardening cock, and, after I took a hit from my poppers, I felt him shove his whole cock deep in my mouth. I got him a bit wet, and then he turned me around and slammed me on the bed. I stuck my ass up, and, with only spit for lube, he slid in me. He fucked me for 15 minutes, dropping 2 loads deep in my hole. He pulled out and made me clean him up. By that point, my big-cocked fb was on his way, so the first guy, who's definitely going to become a regular, left. My fb got there, and when I told him I was pre-lubed with 2 loads from another guy, he literally slid in me balls deep and began to destroy my hole. After 15 minutes of his cock in me, having fucked me rougher than I had been fucked in a decade or more, he blew a huge load in me. As is polite, I cleaned him off. The other guy returned and spent another 45 minutes dumping 4 more loads in my ass, which was farmed by my camo jock, which turned him on so much. He also brought a friend who dumped 2 nuts in my hole, and whom I properly cleaned off. All-in-all, a very successful day taking 3 big, black cocks. At least one was poz detectable. I know that much. 9 loads. Not bad for a 2 hour span l.

First cum I ever tasted was my very first cum shot when I was 12! Guess I knew what I liked even then...just seem like I should lick it up! I was 17 when I first swallowed another man's load. He actually sucked me first, then I sucked him. Best fucking day of my life! Still remember that awesome taste and feel of that warm cum on my tongue.

8. Shotgun Doesn't Count "Spunk-coated velvet." "First time here, boy?" the other man asked. "Yeah," I said. "I go to college with Seth." "You're a senior?" "No," I said. "Freshman." It was weird to have such a casual conversation with Sarge's cock still in my ass. But the men were so casual. "Nice. A freshman," he said. "I knew you'd like him, Doug," Sarge said. "And he'll love what you have." "You know how I like to share," Doug said. He still had the boy nestled between his legs, his lips stretched around Doug's cock. It wasn't massive, but neither was it small. It was more than enough to fuck me. I bottomed out on Sarge's cock. It was surprisingly hard for a man who had just cum. My head cleared for a moment, and I looked over Doug again. He was older, but still quite muscular. He had brown hair that was already flecked with grey. There was an impressively flat stomach, with the familiar "99" inked above his navel, and the biohazard tattoo below it. My ass twitched. "I think he wants your dick," Sarge said. "His ass is twitching." I was still staring at Doug and the boy sucking him off. It seemed so natural to be doing it, even having people watch you. I wasn't even sure if I would mind someone taking pictures or a video. I almost wanted to show off. I was letting all these hot men fuck me. I was proud of my conquests. Doug turned to the boy between his legs. "I think Kenta deserves this load, Clint," he said. Clint pulled off of Doug's cock. "I think you can make him very happy," he said. He turned to me. "Doug's got a gift for fucking." "And at the end, a very special gift for Kenta," Doug said. Cal stood up. He was wearing a small black jockstrap, with soccer shoes and shin guards. "Take care of him," he said to me, as he walked away. "I'm sure you will," Sarge said. He lifted me up off his cock. He made sure that none of his cum dripped out, but I still felt empty after he had pulled out. "He's all yours," Sarge said, as I stood up. He pushed me towards Doug. I stumbled towards the older man, almost falling on his lap. "Careful there," Doug said, and guided me back down to where Clint had been kneeling. In front of me was his erect cock, still wet with Clint's spit. "Why don't you lick off Clint's spit. Lubricate it with your own fluid." I leaned in and kissed the tip. There was a tiny bead of pre-cum there, slightly bitter and salty. I licked it up, wishing that there was more. "Ahh, yeah," Doug moaned, and put his hand on the back of my head. "Take it all, boy," he said, and forced me down on his cock. He pushed it all in. It slid right past my tonsils and into my throat. "Mmmmmmph," I grunted, as I struggled not to gag on his shaft. "That's it," he said. He was strong. I tried to raise my head just enough to get some relief from his throat fucking, but I was no match for him. "It's ok. I love it when you choke on it." He held a bottle under my nose. I inhaled as best I could; with his cock buried deep in my throat, it was hard to breathe. I was quickly thankful for the poppers' help. I felt my throat relax, and then my panic disappeared. I didn't even mind when another inch of Doug's cock slid into me. It was just a crazy dream, and the effects on my body were strangely distant. "That's it boy. It's your cock. Embrace your slut." The poppers were back under my nose. This time I was a greedy pig, and huffed deep. "The more, the better," Doug said. "It's only going to help." On his advice, I took another hit. After my lungs were full, he took the bottle, and held it under his nose. He inhaled almost as long as I did, and then held it. I was on my knees and my head was spinning. I wanted his dick, but when I leaned in to suck on it, he held my head back. "Wait," he said. He put away the poppers, then stood up from the couch. His dick was now exactly level with my mouth. "Now," he said. "Suck it." I opened my mouth and tried to swallow the entire length of Doug's stiff shaft. It hit the back of my throat, and I gagged. "It's ok," Doug said. "Boys like you gag a lot. As I said. I don't mind." He grabbed the back of my head, and pulled me down on his shaft. I tried to fight it, but he was bigger and stronger than I was. "Relax," he whispered softly. "Relax." Yet, he still held me down, forcing his cock into my throat. It was rough and intense, and despite my struggles, I was secretly glad he was holding me down. I wanted to be used by these men, even if it was occasionally intense or difficult. "Relax," he repeated. "You're doing great." "Mmmmmph," I groaned. He pulled his dick out, but it was barely enough to clear my tonsils. At least I could breathe again, and I tried my best to inhale fresh air. But Doug knew what he was doing, and as I inhaled, he had the poppers under my nose. I didn't care. The drugs would help me relax. "That's it. Breathe the poppers. Then breathe my dick." I kept on inhaling. Of course, this time, the poppers didn't seem to make any difference. I was still on my knees, and Doug's cock was still tickling the back of my throat. "Almost there," Doug said, and put the bottle under my other nostril. I continued to inhale, hungry for the mind-numbing effects of the poppers. Finally, he took the bottle, and did a hit himself. He grabbed my head with both hands, and rammed his dick all the way down my throat. It was at that moment that the poppers took effect. The experience shifted. It wasn't a brutal throat-rape any longer. Instead, it was how a cocksucker pleased a man. If Doug wanted it, I was going to let him have it. "Oh yeah, cocksucker," he moaned. "Fucking warm throat." He was thrusting his hips back and forth. I did my best not to gag, and forced myself to keep my mouth open. The last thing I wanted to do was to accidentally bite his glorious manhood. "Is your hole this good?" he asked. I nodded as best I could, and he acknowledged it by pushing his dick all the way down my throat, and holding it. "Fuck yeah, cocksucker," he moaned. I wanted to breathe, but Doug's pleasure was far more important. The only thing I could think about was making him happy. At least he had the presence to hold my head down, making sure I wouldn't pull off in a fit of self-centeredness. "Not going to breed him?" a voice behind me said. I tried to turn to see who was speaking, but Doug held me in place. "We're getting to that," Doug said. "Plenty of time for everything tonight." "Hate to see that load go to waste. Plenty of boys hungry for your gift," the man continued. "Not an issue," Doug said. He pushed his cock back in my throat, and held it. The poppers had done their work, and his shaft slid smoothly into the depth of my throat. It was uncomfortable and I was scared he was going to choke me, but I was loving how it felt to deep-throat a real man. It took a while, but I finally did start to gag. I could barely breathe, and Doug's cock was thick and hard. Doug noticed, and released his grip on my head. I pulled off, and coughed. "Let's get you fucked up?" Doug said. "Please," I said. Doug sat back down on the couch, just like he had been when the other boy had fucked him. "Get on, boy," he said, pointing at his cock. It was sticking straight up. It was glistening with my spit. "Hope you got it lubed up," Doug continued. "Because that's all you're going to get." I just stared at his perfection. He had the perfect amount of fur across his chest. It was flecked with just enough grey to show his experience, and it was spread across his hard muscles. His dick was stiff and hard, like a man's cock should be. He was so much of what I was not, I could help but want to be his. "Please," I finally whispered. In the background, the music was still playing. All around me, there were muffled grunts of agony as a boy got himself fucked deep, and loud moans of pleasure, as a daddy got his penis pleasured. Despite Doug's soft-spoken nature, I still heard him over the ambient sex-sounds. "Get on boy." I climbed back on to the sofa, straddling his legs, and bending down to feel his cockhead against my hole. He was a man. He didn't have to do anything other than have a cock. It was my job to take it, and I wouldn't ask him to sacrifice anything for my protection. "Please," I whispered again, swaying back and forth, up and down against his dick. "Do it boy," he said. "Sit on it. Fuck yourself on my dick." I reached down and held his dick still. It was impressively stiff; it would be easy for it to penetrate me. I rubbed it against my hole for a few seconds, just enough to open me back up, and for a bit of the semen in my hole to drip out and coat his dick. It felt good, but only reminded me how empty I was. I lined up his dick and lowered my ass. His dick pressed against my hole. I opened up readily, letting his dickhead, and then his shaft into already well-used ass. "Oh yeah, boy," Doug said. "Come on. Let me in." Another few inches disappeared into my hole. "Don't be ashamed. It's ok to be cock-hungry." I stopped trying to pace it, and just sat on his dick. His balls pressed against my hole, and his dickhead was deep inside of me. "Fuck," he grunted. "You've got so much cum up there." "Please," I grunted. I could only think about his dick inside me, and how badly I wanted his load. "Fuck me. Breed me." "Hell yeah," Doug said. He grabbed my hips. His hands were warm and strong. He held me in place as he stroked his dick in and out of me. I could feel something slide back and forth inside of me, squishing around Doug's engorged dickhead. "Feel that?" Doug asked. I nodded. "That's sperm. In your guts. It's so fucking hot, isn't it?" I nodded again. "Let's add some more to your collection, huh?" I nodded once more. The only thing that mattered was fucking myself on his cock. "Hungry, aren't you?" he asked. I nodded. "Let's get you properly fucked up," he continued. He held the poppers under my nose again. I inhaled deeply. In just the past few hours, so many boundaries had been broken, and so many limits had been exceeded. I had let strangers fuck me raw. I had smoked crystal meth. Doing some poppers seemed like such a small thing. He held the bottle under my other nostril, and I took another hit. "That's it boy. It makes you feel so good, doesn't it?" I nodded once more. I was so turned on; there was no way to fully describe it. The poppers only re-enforced how wonderful these experiences were. "You want more?" Doug asked. His dick was deep in my hole, and my head was lost in the clouds. I couldn't imagine what more would mean. Nevertheless, I nodded in agreement. "Please," I moaned. "I need it." I reached down to play with my dick. It was still soft and small. "Go ahead," Doug said. "It's your boy clit. Rub it. Make it feel good." He reached over to one side, and grabbed a glass pipe. "This is also going to make you feel good." He stuck the pipe in his mouth, and heated up the bowl. He puffed slowly but intently. He caught my eye, and winked. He was going to force his hit on me, no matter that he was more than twice my size. He grabbed my head, and pulled me against his lips. I opened my mouth, and let him exhale the thick cloud into me. "Hold it," he said, putting his hand over my mouth and nose. It was big enough that it almost covered my entire face. Between deep-throating him and now the crystal, my lungs were being pushed to their limit. Nevertheless, his dick was twitching in my hole, and that was all that mattered. "Now," he finally said and pulled his hand off my face. The cloud was huge, and my head was spinning. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him to rape me. What I wanted hardly mattered; it was only his manhood that mattered. "Fuck me," I grunted. "Fuck me. Breed me." "Fuck you up. Fuck you over. Fuck you down," Doug said. "That's how I roll." He held the torch under the bowl. "Two more for you, don't you think?" I hesitated for a moment. I barely wanted one more, much less two. I couldn't control what I was doing, and more drugs would only make it worse. "Yeah," Doug said. "You're right. Let's do three." Before I could say anything, he shoved the pipe in my mouth. "Good hit for me," he said. I inhaled, tasting the familiar chemical tang. Now, it actually turned me on; I associated it with pleasure. "Don't stop. I can feel how much your asshole loves it." I inhaled and inhaled, before finally, he pulled the pipe away. "Hold it," he said, and started to suck on the pipe himself. He took a long drag, savoring the chemicals. In my guts, I felt his dick leak. His fluids were inside me, and it only made me want his seed even worse. Finally, he nodded at me, and I exhaled. As soon as my lungs were empty, he pressed his warm lips against mine, and exhaled his potent hit. "This doesn't count," he said, just as my lungs filled up. "Shotguns never count," a voice behind me said. This time, Doug let me turn around and see who it was. It was another older man, this time, wearing a pair of low-slung fireman's pants. They were held up by thick yellow leather suspenders, which was good, because the zipper was wide open. The Fireman's cock hung out; he had a long uncut cock. He was semi-soft, and the foreskin completely covered his dickhead. "That's right," Doug said. He put the pipe back in my mouth, and held the torch under the bowl. "Second one. One more to go." I nodded, and inhaled. I was struggling under the drug fog. I couldn't help but stare at the Fireman's cock, wondering what it would feel like inside me. "Now," Doug said. I exhaled one a thick cloud. "Where's there's smoke, there's fire," the Fireman said. Doug laughed. "This one is going to be amazing," Doug said, and put the pipe back in my mouth. I didn't think I could get any more tweaked, and yet, he was forcing this hit on me. "Do it," Doug said. It had a firm assertiveness that made my hole twitch. I wanted him even more for how aggressive he was becoming. I kept on inhaling, and my lungs filled up. Finally, Doug pulled the pipe from my mouth. "Hold it," he said, and then stuck the smoking pipe into his mouth. He took a long draw, then another, before handing the pipe and torch to the Fireman. "Hold it," he said. Next to me, the Fireman lit the torch, heated the pipe, and took a hit. Doug had his eyes locked on me, reminding me that he was in control. He chose when I would breathe, and he hadn't given me permission for that most fundamental act of life. I held it, as Doug held his hit, and the Fireman continued to inhale. Doug caught the Fireman's eyes. "Shotguns don't count," he said, as he exhaled. "Right?" he asked the Fireman. The Fireman just nodded. Doug looked at me. "Right?" he asked. I nodded as well. "Good. You can exhale." I gasped, almost coughing as the thick cloud escaped from my lips. "Hell yeah," the Fireman said, and pressed his lips against mine. He had rough stubble for a mustache, and it scratched me slightly. He filled my lung with another hit. "Oh fuck," Doug started to moan. He had a bottle of poppers under his nose, and was huffing them. "Oh fuck," he moaned again, and screwed the top on the brown bottle. "Oh FUCK," he grunted, and slammed his cock into my hole. "Fucking slutty, cummy hole," he moaned. "Hell yeah," the Fireman said. He had stepped back, to see the two of us joined by Doug's dick. He was stroking his cock. "Lube that hole up for me."

I wouldn't dispute what you say about hetero couples (though I can't say I endorse it 100% either; I've never been hetero-married and the couples I do know run the gamut from "still having sex regularly 30 years in" to "had mostly stopped even before they married". But I can say it's not necessarily any different for gay couples. Some who are perfectly matched sexually may keep going at it like rabbits for decades, but there are also plenty of guys whose reactions are different. Sometimes one of the couple loses interest in sex; sometimes both do; sometimes they both lose sexual interest in each other but both still want sex. What I see as different in gay couples is that some of them, at least, are more practical about what to do when one of those things happens. Open relationships (that is, honestly open, not cheating on the side) seem MUCH more common to me in gay couples than in straight ones. That doesn't mean there isn't cheating as well (when one member of the couple won't accept an open relationship and his partner isn't satisfied within, for instance) but if there are lots of open marriages out there, they're much better at keeping them secret (which, given societal expectations, wouldn't be surprising). It's also true that many men are more open to casual, no-strings sex with no relationship option down the road than many straight women are. How much of that, too, is based on societal expectations and misogyny (men who have lots of sex partners are studs, women who do are sluts), I can't say, but men benefit from that. And mind you, we're at this point a good 50 years into the sexual revolution. I wouldn't expect things to change much in the foreseeable future unless some other big societal upheaval happens.

My brother took the HIV test and it came back negative. That does not mean he is all clear as he will have to be tested again in a month. Jessy is going back on PrEP

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

Any bottoms in Guadalajara or on holidays here? Hmu if you are.

Why do I find him so hot?! So not my type yet, I fantasize him filling my gut with his nut! Weird....and I'm hard!

Just bend over and let it happen, you WILL enjoy it and once you have someone cumming in your arse you won’t be able to stop. I’ve never come across a bottom who doesn’t enjoy raw, even the ones who initially insist on a condom bit soon open up as I rub my cock on their moist arse.

I do this a lot, all over the country, and I always go for a Holiday Inn Express. Forget Travelodge and Premier Inns, they almost all have security doors that require key access. Holiday Inn Expresses tend to be free access until around midnight. Be wary of sellotaping door locks back, if you are caught you will told to leave. Cheap motorway service station hotels are as equally hot for getting ample fucks, especially if near a lorry park. Always a few married guys needing to unload. If in doubt phone the hotel and ask, just say you have had things stolen from a hotel room before and want to know about the security. And ALWAYS get a room with a safe and lock your wallet, car keys, mobile etc away. Have as much fun as I do chaps. 🙂

i love when guys piss balls deep in my pussy! after all, once i offer up my pussy for them to use, its all about their pleasure.

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

Reminds me of my first dealer/fuck buddy who conspired with my long time girlfriend to fuck me. Thefucked up part was she and I were engaged only a few weeks before they carried out the plan where she slipped ghb to me, having him come over to sell Tina to us, tag teaming me with arguments that I should try a booty bump which meant stripping nude and allowing him to put shards up in me. I can't remember when she disappeared but I didn't mind too much since he had my dick in his mouth and three fingers twisting through my tight hole. Once he was finished breeding me for the third or fourth time a few hours later, he admitted that the "love of my life" was all too happy to trade him my high, semi aware body for his use, and all for a bag of Tina and a few tabs of x. Jokes on her though because the next ten hours he kept me high and fed load after load of cum up my ass and down my throat from his 11 inch uncut caramel cock making sure I loved it by the time she returned to our condo the next morning. It took less than a month for him to become a regular hang out pal and for her to end up with no dealer, no engagement ring and no me. If she reads this, I have to thank her for unintentionally showing me how much I prefer the pain my ass feels each time a massive cock rams in to it over the pain in the ass that most women turn out to be for the men they tie down. He still fucks me on occasion and I can only take his full length once in a rare while but he always makes me his cum dump before offering his own thanks to the bitch who made the worst trade since the French sold the US what is now the Western United States.

stil lots lots more to come guys - lots more..........hope you are enjoying iT so far.........please feel free to pop back to read updates and comments wel"cum" meet Brandon & Paul (with glasses)

They asked me if I wanted some more tina. Hell yes. They asked if I had ever heard of a butt rocket. I said no, but if they recommended it, I was game. They put some Tina and water in a syringe with no needle and put it in my ass. They told me to hold it as long as I could. I could already feel the stuff going to work. I became incredible fixated on my ass. All I could think about was finding more cocks to fuck me and cum in me. After a while, they asked me if I wanted to go to the maze. I had seen it when I was looking for my room and it looked promising. We went over and walked into the darkness. The maze was almost pitch-black. As my eyes adjusted, I could see that there were 10 or 15 guys milling around. Some guys were sucking cock through glory holes that were cut in the walls. I found a glory hole for myself and knelt down. Almost immediately I was presented with another beautiful cock. From what I could see of the guy he was Latino and uncut. I started sucking his cock, as my two fuck buddies watched and encouraged me. Give him your ass they urged. The idea of having a guy whose face I had never seen felt nasty, forbidden, dangerous, and totally exciting. I turned around, placing my ass up against the hole. I rubbed his cock on my ass, and groaned. He pushed forward, and I had my third bare cock in my ass in less than an hour. It was even better than before. I was so lubed with sperm and the party favors had me thinking only with my ass. The guy in my cum hole couldn't last very long. I heard him grunt thorough the hole and again that warm, squishy feeling. It was so good. While I was being fucked, I had my eyes closed as I just focused on being fucked. As the cock slipped out of my ass, I looked up to see that I was being watched by about 5 or 6 guys. That thought turned me on even more. There was a lot of sex going on in the maze, but I was the most blatantly cock-crazed. I felt like I was just getting started. How many guys could I get to fuck me?

His shove made me land awkwardly on his bed, and I bit my lip, looking up at him. He moved closer to the bed, standing between my legs and widening his own stance until I felt my legs forced a bit further apart. He leaned over me, that dark smile on his face. "Get naked, boy." It wasn't a question, which meant I didn't have to agree - but I found myself tugging at my shirt. I had to sit up, which meant I was pretty much eye-level with his crotch once I pulled my shirt over my head. He smiled again, an one of his rough hands ran over my shoulder, across my chest, and his finger and thumb gave my left nipple a quick squeeze that was just shy of painful. I bit my lip, but a little gasp escaped first. "You like that, boy?" "Yes!" I agreed quickly even before realizing it was time to agree with the next question. He took a step back. "I told you to get naked." I worked quickly to undo my shoes and tugged off my socks and then - hands shaking - I unzipped and pulled off my pants, kicking them from my ankles. He watched with a keen interest, but said nothing, only raising his eyebrow a bit when I hesitated in my boxers. I pulled them off - my dick sprang free - and I felt my face heat up. He moved back toward me again, and I froze in place, my legs hanging over the edge of the bed. Once again his denim thighs pressed between mine and forced my legs apart. My dick was hard against my stomach and I had to crane my neck up to look at him from where I sat. He put one hand behind the back of my head, and pressed my face into his crotch. He was very hard, and - I could feel - definitely packing a thick dick. "Now, boy, I want you to think about what daddy is about to ask you. Daddy knows you're an impatient boy, and impatient boys don't like it when daddy takes his time. But impatient boys don't satisfy me, so you can bet you're gonna get it twice if you want it fast. First time is for you - fast and how you deserve it. Second time is for me - and that'll be on my terms." He tugged on my hair, making me look up at him. I bit my lip. "So. You still feeling impatient, boy?" "Yes " My mouth went dry. The word was barely a croak. He grabbed me by the armpits and tugged me upward. I shifted onto the bed and he shoved me further onto it, crawling after me, and sliding his hands down to my wrists. He took my left hand and gripped it tight, then turned me around. It was awkward, almost crawling, his knees and the weight of the much larger older man shifting me where he wanted me to go. It took me a second to clue in he wanted me on all fours, and other few seconds to realize that he was dragging my wrists up to grip the cross-hatched headboard. "Stay," he said. I gripped the headboard. He slid off the bed and opened the top drawer on the chest of drawers. He was moving quickly - all of it had been quickly - and I was shaking now, alarmed and worried. What was I thinking? The snap of the padded handcuffs made me jump, but before I could think about how quickly he'd cuffed my right hand hand he'd cuffed my left, too. I let out a strangled little cry. He paused. "You capable of being quiet, boy?" I had no idea. Part of me wanted to say that, but some insane part of my mind kept up the game. "No, sir." He nodded, went to the drawer, and a second later, he was stuffing a gag into my mouth and tying it behind my head. What had I done?