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Got hit up by a hot, hung black guy on Grindr earlier today. Wasn't really looking to bottom, but he was vers and wanted to get fucked as well and no way I could turn down his perfect bubble butt and massive uncut dick. Went over to his place and didn't waste anytime. We got down to dick sucking and ass eating and soon enough his dick was balls deep in my ass. He fucked me like a little bitch and bred me twice before going soft. It was only then I got to fuck and bred him as well. I would have stayed longer, but he had a fuck buddy coming over later who doesn't do threesomes. My ass is still sore. We're going to hook up again; next time for an all night session.

I’m an educated, socially responsible adult male. I’ve taken COVID lockdown seriously. I wear the masks, I wash my hand frequently, I’ve gone through bottles of hand sanitizer. As such, I had not hooked up for dick in almost a year. But every man has a breaking point. Vince was my breaking point. Vince is a HEAVILY tattooed, swarthy Italian. Mid thirties, dark swept back hair, brown eyes, permanent sexy scruff, former college linebacker. The quintessential Alpha Male. I had been fortunate enough to hook up with Vince early last year. It had been an earth rattling fuck. And here was a message from him on one of the hookup apps. The usual back and forth ensued. Then this message came through: “Listen - I haven’t fucked a dude in like nine months. And I’m about to go fucking crazy unless I get off soon....” “Cum over now”. I typed it without thinking. No hesitation. I cleaned out with determination. I waited anxiously for his arrival. And when that knock came, I threw open the door and kissed him fully. My god the man is gorgeous. And despite the fact he could have any man he wants, here he was with his tongue down my throat. I sure as hell wasn’t gonna question why. We stumbled through the place, tearing each others clothes off. By the time we reached my bed we were naked and his THICK pole was at full mast. I went to suck him a bit but he threw me on the bed, flipped me over like a ragdoll and positioned me on all fours. He kicked my legs apart with his knees and moved into me. I felt him forcefully spit on my hole and drive his spit into me with his rough thumb. Then, I one swift move - he impaled himself into me. To the hilt. All of him. A fire shot through my body. I trembled and shook at the assault. I felt a panic as my cunt strained around his throbbing fuckpole. What followed was rapture. There was no slow build up. No hesitation. Vince was a runaway freight train. I’m no stranger to rough sex. But this was a man possessed. With just his spit for lube, he laid into my cunt like a railsplitter. It went on and on. Waves of pleasure-pain coursed through me, overwhelmed me. The friction of his thick, veiny mast pistoning into me made me break out in a sweat. I could feel every vein, every ridge, every glorious inch of him. It was endless. It was boundless. My hands gripped the sheets to the point I believed they would tear. And he fucked me determination. With authority. With urgency. With carnality. Sounds came out of my mouth. I could not form words. I could not conceive words. I had transcended my corporeal form. I was - We were no longer men; we weren’t even cock and hole: He had become the fuck. The glorious FUCK. Then - I didn’t so much ‘feel’ it, but I became aware that his nails had dug into my flesh and somewhere in my mind I knew. Words appeared - as if hanging in the air - “Oh fuck - OH FUCK - OHHHHH FUUUUCK!!!” Then, as if in slow motion, the damn burst forth. I felt his sacred cum flow into me. Over and over. Waves and waves of it - flooding me. I felt that familiar wetness inside me that I hadn’t felt in so, so long. He lingered there inside me. I could feel his fuckmeat slowly deflate as he ground his seed into me. Eventually, his cum slimed cock slipped out of me altogether. I felt droplets of his cum dribble out of my swollen cunt, down my taint, and onto my balls. I reveled for a moment in that feeling of completeness before his hands pulled me down to him. Vince held me in his arms. I could feel his heartbeat against my back, his breath in my ear. We laid there awhile. Our breathing slowed and synced up with one another. A warm peace took residence inside me, and a small smile graced my lips. .....end part one

I love that men want to put their cock inside my cunt for both of our pleasures. I love that my cunt feels like silk to the men that fuck it I love that I my cunt can take any size cock with relative ease. I love that my cunt gives me sexual pleasure when I feel a cock inside. I really feel complete when being fucked by a man. My cunt is happiest when there is cum inside...the more cum the better it feels. It feels heavenly when my wet cunt lips are played with after it has been filled with cum.

Do you want a pic of my cock and ass?

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 had a layover in downtown Austin Sunday night. I wouldn't be checking in until close to midnight, and checking out at 3PM on Monday. I was hungry to get my ass used, but decided to skip cruising on Sunday and get up earlier on Monday to hunt for some cum. I slept longer than I thought I would, but was showered and ready by about 10:30. I put a quick connect ad on BBRT, logged into Sniffies, and placed an ad on DoubleList. As soon as my ad on DL was approved, I started getting replies. The first guy wanted an anon "door open ass up" scene and could be by at about noon. But since he's married it had to be only him and no other tops. I don't like to book time slots for guys, but I agreed as he had a hot dick (I only saw his dick pic, nothing else). Another guy hit me up saying he was 5 minutes from my hotel. He also insisted on 1 on 1 "door open ass up" because he's married, but was completely fine with sloppy cummy hole. So I told guy #2 that as soon as #1 left, I'd email him and he could come over. It being a work day, #1 was a little bit delayed arriving. But he messaged from the street at 12:40 saying he was on his way up so I opened the door and got in position. A couple of minutes later I heard the door open and him getting undressed. I took a hit of poppers and I soon felt his dick rubbing on my hole. He grabbed some lube that I'd put on the nightstand and pushed himself in. He was about 7 inches and fairly thick. After a few minutes he started breathing a little heavier, so I took another hit of poppers just before he dumped his load. He didn't give me a chance to taste the cum on his dick as he went straight to the bathroom to clean up. He got dressed and was out the door. All in all he was in and out in about 10 minutes. As soon as he left I messaged #2. True to his word, in 5 minutes he messaged that he was in the lobby and on his way up. Again I opened the door and assumed the position. This guy came in and was at my ass immediately. He didn't get undressed, just unzipped and started slapping his dick on my ass. As soon as he got hard and started pressing on my hole I took a hit of poppers. This guy came almost immediately. No trip to the bathroom to clean up, he just zipped up and was out the door. I kid you not, from the time stamp on his message saying he was coming up to when he left it was a total of 3 minutes. Fastest load I've ever taken LOL. It was only a few minutes after 1:00 PM, but I had no other serious offers. So I kicked back with some porn, fingered my sloppy hole, and jerked off. Then I showered and got dressed, and was downstairs at 3:00 for pickup. It's been a while since I've hooked up before reporting to work. I love getting into the van with the rest of my crew, and having cum in my ass.

Just wrapping this up. I've re-enabled 'sad' (it was in there, but disabled). And I added piggy 🐷. Like and upvote can't easily be combined because like can't be disabled and making like upvote would result in a weird UI/UX. I think that about takes care of it.

I haven’t caged myself yet. But I have been very disciplined and haven’t played with my dick for 11 days now. I had my first ever anal orgasm while cunting myself with my toys at the weekend. Just like you guys said, cum just came oozing out of my soft cock and seeping through my jock. And the best thing was, it didn’t kill my horniness like a penile orgasm did. This is the best thing ever because it means I can stop being afraid of cumming and can serve men for as long as they need me to now. So happy I tried this, I can’t believe it was so simple!

There’s no such thing as “no limits”, or if there is, I’ve never seen it. There are those of us, me included, who have few hard limits, but we do have some. Then there’s softer limits, which for me are things I don’t really like doing, even to please a top, but deep down I want them to be pushed. A sub wants to feel used and degraded, and that’s not going to happen if you just have the kind of sex you totally enjoy, however rough or kinky.

I'll see you that, and raise you this one. I LOVE how the top doesn't give a shit about the bottom and his pleasure. I only wish you could see his alpha cock. [think before following links] https://newtumbl.com/x_l14ao8wfSo6Y

"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

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.

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.

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?

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.

My sister and I have always been very close. I think it's because we're four years apart in age, there was never any true sibling rivalry. She looked up to me as her big brother and I enjoyed playing that role. When I hit puberty and became interested in girls, Sara took an interest in my sudden infatuation with all things female. She was only nine but she seemed to instinctively understand my new attraction to the female body. We played “doctor”…many times. Nothing ever went beyond “show and tell” and some touching and kissing but, for me, it was an amazing introduction to female anatomy. I don’t know what she got out of it, at the time, being so young, but it left a lasting impact in my mind, and hers, as it turned out, years later. We both got through puberty, and high school, and each had our share of sexual partners. Sometimes we’d talk about the experiences, usually after a couple of glasses of wine or blunt or two. We shared everything, every fumbling detail, every climactic moment, the things that turned us on and the things that didn’t. Knowing what women liked…well, my sister…helped me to become a better lover and I absolutely boned my way through college. After graduation, I landed my dream job as a UX designer for a major software company. Around then, Sara graduated from high school and got her dream job working as a set designer for a major motion picture studio. We both were happy, until Covid came along. The first thing that happened to me was that I had to work from home all the time instead of about half the time. That wasn’t much of an imposition, really. I liked not having to fight traffic on days I was supposed to be in the office. Sara, on the other hand, ran into difficulties. At first, it seemed as if her job was secure, but that was an illusion brought about by the need to finish production on several movies close to finish. Once those dried up, she was laid off because of quarantine and social distancing restrictions. It didn’t take her long to do the math and realize she couldn’t make ends meet on unemployment, so she asked if she could move in with me. I had a two-bedroom, one bath bungalow big enough for the both of us, so it was easy for me to agree. I helped her move her stuff in on a Tuesday, in May. We never talked about rent or anything like that. But pretty quickly, Sara took on the role of the traditional housewife. She cleaned, she cooked, she did the little bit of yardwork necessary, and generally made my life very easy. I knew she wasn’t exactly looking for another job during those first several months, but I didn’t care. I easily made enough to support both us, I liked having her taking care of the house, and I liked having her around. By October, our lives were so intertwined, so attuned to each other’s rhythms, that it seemed like we’d been living together forever. We didn’t go out, obviously. She did all the shopping, we’d go on walks for exercise, but no bars, movies, theaters, nothing like that. We were like everyone else, forced to live closely together because of the pandemic, except we liked it. We joined an online exercise class together, we’d do stretches, lunges, body weight exercises. There was nothing sexual about our workouts but the scent of her body, watching her move, it was very sensual. That sensuality began creeping into our everyday lives. Neither one of us had much in the way of body modesty. We’d seen each other naked many times when were younger, after all. It became common for either of us to walk around in our underwear, sometimes Sara would be topless. Eventually, after our exercise classes, showers meant that we’d see each other nude. There still wasn’t anything overtly sexual about the situations but an undeniable sensuality began to take over our lives. It started by cuddling on the couch while watching a movie, casual touching, impromptu neck and back rubs…I don’t remember when the full-body hugs turned into mini grinding sessions, but I do remember the first time we kissed, really kissed, open mouth, tongues probing. I remember the first time, the second time, the fourth time. We were spooning on the couch one evening, it was after our workout session. We’d both taken showers. I was wearing boxers, Sara had on a pair of sheer bikini panties and a crop top that barely covered her nipples. I had an erection and was way past the point of trying to hide it from her, she’d seen enough of them during the previous six months. We were just cuddled there, the TV was off, the room was mostly dark, just we two relaxed and comfy. I was on the verge of dozing off when Sara said, “This is nice, isn’t it, Steven?” “Yeah, it’s really nice.” “It’s almost like we’re a couple, isn’t it?” “How’s that?”, I asked. “Well, I mean, you work and all and I take care of the house and cook and clean. It’s like we’re married, or something.” “I guess when you put it like that, yeah, it’s kinda like we’re married.” “Have you ever thought about what it would be like if we were really a couple?” “What do you mean?” “Do you remember when we were younger, how we played doctor and stuff?” “Yeah.” “What about if we did that now, only for real?” At that, Sara turned over on the couch and faced me, out bodies pressed tightly together on the small space, our legs intertwined. She smelled so good; our faces close together. She kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I responded the same as our hands began rubbing over each other’s bodies, going too far for siblings, but not too far, not yet. After an endless time, we broke the kiss, pulled back slightly. Our eyes locked; she had a pleading, vulnerable expression on her face. I said, “Would it be weird if we went all the way?” She leaned in and kissed me again, then reached down and caressed my erection through my underwear. “Does that feel weird?”, she asked. I reached up under her top, squeezed her right breast and pinched her nipple. Her gasp of pleasure was all the permission I needed. “No, baby, it doesn’t feel weird, at all. Let’s go to bed.” She rolled off the couch and stood up, I followed her. I took her hand and led her into my bedroom. At the foot of my bed, we embraced, kissed, and worked our clothes off. We’d seen each other naked, before, but something about this moment made it different. She stroked my cock, fondled my balls, kissed me and told me it was bigger than she’d remembered. My hand was busy between her legs, rubbing and fingering her shaved pussy, so wet and slick. We were on my bed before I knew it, our bodies pressed together, kissing deeply and passionately, our hands exploring each other’s bodies. As we moved together, I ended up on top of my sister, wet humping her. She spread her legs and drew her knees up, reaching down between us, she grabbed my cock and guided it into her pussy. The moment my cock head penetrated her, I thrust hard into her, pushing my cock deep into my sister’s wet, welcoming cunt. She let out a long, moaning sigh that matched my “fuuucckkkk” as I buried it deep inside her. There was an electric sensation, a tingling between us, a feeling that was so good, so very fucking awesome but also so wrong, so very wrong. After three or four thrusts, I paused, looked her in the eye and said, “This is wrong, isn’t it?” She didn’t say anything, just kind of gave me a small nod. “Should I stop? I mean, it feels good, but it also feels wrong, right?” She wrapped her legs around my waist and locked her ankles together and said, “I don’t’ know if it’s right or wrong but it doesn’t feel weird and it feels really good and I’m so goddamn horny, so please, big brother of mine, just fuck me hard!” So I fucked her. I fucked my little sister hard, I rammed my cock as far into her cunt as I could, we rocked and rolled and I made her cum three times before I lost it, I felt the pressure building in my balls and my abdomen, felt my cock swelling, then I let loose inside my little sister, I came inside her harder than any orgasm I’d ever had, I counted seven major ejaculations and I don’t know how many more dry ones while I continued pounding her pussy, she fingering her clit while my cock jackhammered inside her, the scent of our sex in the room, sweat, cum, pussy juice, our breath in each other’s ears, whispered promises….I lost track of time. I was laying on my back, Sara was on her side, her crotch slowly grinding against my hip bone as she fondled my cock. I felt her cum, grinding against me, and she moaned, this low, slow expression of orgasmic pleasure. I chubbed up, and said “You like that, huh?” “Yeah. I like it a lot…. you know you came inside me?” “That’s an understatement!”, I chuckled. “My cock felt like a firehose spraying semen all over the place!” “I’m not on birth control.” I was fully erect by then, so I rolled her onto her side, pulled her leg up over my hip, and slid my cock inside her. She backed up right onto it and we began grinding my dick all up inside her tight cunt. I whispered into her ear, “That’s Okay, baby, after you move your stuff into my bedroom, we’ll turn the spare room into a nursery for our babies.” She gave a startled reaction, her body jerked back against mine and her pussy contracted around my cock. “Really,” she asked. “Are you serious?” “Well, sure. Married couples share a bedroom, right?” “That’s not what I meant! Besides, siblings can’t get married!” “No, not officially, but we can live like we are…. if you want to. She wanted to, and we do.

Those sound like the lyrics to a Cardi B "song."

Can't wait till my Nordic stud cages me next month for my birthday....want to see my li'l peen and balls bounce around as he breeds me deep, hard and rough and fills my boi pussy with his Alpha sperm...want it dripping out of my well fucked hole, running down my leg and pooling on the floor...slurp, slurp,,,Oink!!!!!

I have found my Christmas presents!

Yep, indeed. It seems from what I have read and heard that there will be ZERO holidays in 2021. Nobody is going anywhere. Hopefully this won't pan out to materialise. This year alone one of the Greek islands has had over 1.1 million LESS in traffic figures ... ONE island! I could elaborate a lot more, but this is not the time nor the place. Let's just HOPE that if indeed no holidays are to occur in 2021 that the global tourism industry is still alive in 2022.

You will probably have to wait until end of this year. I was planning to go in March but I doubt that will go through considering the current situation.

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

I will take it as soon as I have access. I haven’t heard any argument against the vaccine that was based in anything resembling fact. A bunch of rambling anecdotes about things that happened to people you know is not the same as scientific studies and statistical analysis.

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.

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.

As soon as we got in his apartment, we were all over each other. Stripping his jacket off as our tongues furiously explored each other’s mouths, hands running over muscles, fumbling with buttons and zippers to reveal more and more to each other. He was every bit as gorgeous unclothed as he had been in the bar - strong, hair in all the right places, toned but not sculpted - the picture of masculinity. I kissed my way down overy his furry pecs and his flat but slightly soft belly and found my face in front of a magnificent bulge in his tight trunks. His scent was intoxicating, and I found myself simply nuzzling my nose up against his groin and breathing deeply. I looked up and saw him smiling down at me as I felt his hand on the back of my head, guiding my mouth to his growing bulge. I tongued the outline of his cock as it snaked to the left, soaking his underwear with my spit before pulling on the waistband to reveal his thick meat. I nearly gasped at its beauty - it must have been 9 inches, and thick enough I was barely able to wrap my hand around it. I hadn’t seen a penis this big in more than 10 years - certainly not my decidedly average husband’s. “Suck me. Please!” he said as I grabbed the base of his shaft and pointed him at my mouth. Looking up at him, I wrapped my lips around his head and swirled my tongue across it, tasting his sweet precum. It dawned on me I was about to experience so many new things, or first time doing this or that in 10 years, and my cock throbbed at the possibilities. I savored the flavor of his nectar as I stroked the bottom few inches of his rod, squeezing more out onto my tongue. Taking him back in my mouth, I inched my way down his shaft, feeling him throb and willing myself not to gag as his cock reached a part of my throat that hadn’t felt cock in over a decade. I pushed a bit deeper until I felt his bush against my lips, my throat spasming and squeezing his cock as I deepthroated him. As I came up for air, he let out a “Damn!” and pulled me up for a deep kiss. Taking my hand, he led me back to his bedroom. He pushed me onto his bed as he pulled down my briefs and swallowed me in one fluid motion. This was all happening so fast! It had only been a total of 15 minutes since I’d agreed to come to his place with him, and here I was on my back getting my dick sucked by a man I just met. What would my husband think if he knew? I pushed those thoughts from my mind as I reveled in the sensations of him blowing me. After some top notch sucking, I felt his tongue snaking down over my balls as his hands roamed my inner thighs. My legs instinctively spread and his tongue continued its path into my crack as it opened before him. He paused briefly to enjoy the sight of my exposed hole, saying “That is one fine pussy!” before diving in. I moaned deeply as I felt his tongue penetrate me. The feelings he was eliciting were partly the rush of a new connection, but it was also becoming clearer to me that my husband just wasn’t very good in bed. That one plunge of this man’s tongue could make me quiver and feel desire so strongly only made my husband’s shortcomings more obvious. I needed more of this man in me NOW. “I need you inside me. Now. Please. Please fuck me!” I begged as his tongue drove deeper into me. He replaced his tongue with a finger, then two as he took my ball bag in his mouth. He pressed his fingers into me, separating them slightly to coax me open more. “Fucking tight” was all he said as he pulled them out and climbed on top of me. After another couple minutes of hard making out, he said, “You’re really hungry for it, aren’t you?” Wrapping my arms and legs around him, I sighed “I’ve never needed anything more in my life! Please - I want to feel every inch of you slide into me.” He leaned over to his bedside table and pulled some lube and a little brown bottle out of the drawer. He poured some lube on his fingers, then rubbed them against my hole. When he started to pour more lube on his erect cock, I stopped him and asked, “Do you have condoms? I haven’t used them in years, but I think we should.” A look of disappointment crossed his face and he replied, “I really would love to be in that sweet pussy of yours raw. I haven’t felt connected to anyone like this since, well, since even before my break-up. But I understand.” He rummaged in the drawer and pulled out a rubber and handed it to me. “I almost forgot how these things work. But thank you for understanding - I’ve never done anything like this before and I just want to be careful.” I traded places with him so he was lying on the bed, unwrapped the condom and rolled it onto his impossibly thick cock - barely able to get it all the way on. It looked uncomfortable on him, poor guy. I grabbed the lube and stroked him for a minute, then straddled him. Feeling him press the head of his latex-covered head against my pucker, I tried to remember the biggest cock I’d ever taken. It must have been from my slutty phase in my 20s, but I really don’t think anyone had been as big as this. He could sense my nerves even as I was hungrier for him than ever, and he reached for the little bottle and started shaking it. “These should help, if you’re interested.” “Poppers?” I asked. “I’ve actually never tried them, if you can believe it. Just seen them in porn and stuff.” He smiled that incredible smile, and uncapped the bottle, bringing to his right nostril as he held the left one closed. Taking a deep sniff, I saw his eyes flutter a bit and felt his cock throb against me. Then he pressed a little more firmly against my hole as he brought the bottle to my nose. Holding one nostril closed, he told me to inhale slowly and deeply, then hold it in. He re-capped the bottle as I was holding my breath, and then when he told me to let it out, I felt an incredible rush travel through my chest. I felt his hands pressing my hips down, and more pressure against my ass, but my hole just relaxed and allowed about half of his rock hard cock inside. I couldn’t believe it - even with my husband’s much smaller dick, it usually took a fair bit of work to open up and let him in. Anthony just held still, grinning up at me. “That was intense! And amazing!” I said. “Yeah, my ex really struggled to take me until we discovered that magic little bottle. Oh fuck, sorry. Didn’t mean to go there.” I just smiled and said, “I don’t mind at all. I just know I want some more, because I want every inch of you inside me, and I need a little help.” He grabbed the bottle, saying “Let’s try both nostrils this time.” I took a deep sniff on one side, and then ran my hands over his hairy pecs, and as I inhaled the fumes on the other side, I felt my hole open even further and pressed myself down onto him. His enormous erection slid all the way in, balls deep. My heart was racing and I felt this overwhelming desire to be fucked deep and hard by this man. The chemistry we established at the bar only grew and intensified as we explored, and now here we were, two men connected as deeply as can be - almost. I raised myself up slightly, then pushed back down, feeling more full than I ever had. My mouth met his as I pulled halfway up, then slid back down to the hilt. Feeling my openness, he held me still and started to thrust. After a moment, he increased the pace and the force of his thrusts. I threw my head back and rode him as I willed myself to open further to let him in even more. My hunger was taking control and I wanted us to bond in a profound way. “So you said you and your ex were together 6 years?” “Yeah, until 6 months ago.” “And you never had sex with anybody but him?” “That’s right.” “And you haven’t been with anyone since then?” “No. Nobody. Why?” I climbed off of him, a confused look of disappointment crossing his face. I reached down and squeezed his dong, marveling anew at its immense girth. My fist moved to the base, and I began to squeeze at the end of the rolled rubber, gently pulling up, then repeating. With each squeeze, the condom rolled further and further up his cock until finally it pulled off completely. I quickly lay down on my back and grabbed him and guided him toward my hole. “I need to feel YOU inside me. Your skin on my skin, nothing between us. I want us to be as close as two people can be.” I picked up the condom from the bed and threw it across the room, then pulled him down on top of me. My hand stroked his shaft and pointed him to my hole, and then I welcomed his raw cock into my slicked up pussy. “Fuuuuuccckk!” was all he could say as he slid in, then started fucking me. For the next 20 minutes, Anthony alternated between making sweet, gentle love to me, and pounding me hard, fast and deep. We both worked up a sweat as his cock and my ass got to know each other intimately. It was incredible what a difference there was when we were skin on skin, raw fucking. Every so often he would pause and feed me more poppers, both of us enjoying the way I opened up more and more to him. I was experiencing an ecstasy unlike any I had ever felt in my life - THIS was what explosive chemistry and real connection was like. I hadn’t felt anything close to this in years with my husband. Anthony flipped me onto my side and got behind me, lifting one leg and sliding into me from behind. He wrapped his strong arms around me and started pumping in me hard and deep. One last hit from the bottle in this position, he just held it there and commanded, “Sniff! Deeper!” alternating back and forth as he kept fucking me. Sensing what was coming, I said “Please, don’t pull out of me! Please cum in my hole and fill me with your seed! Fuck me until you shoot your load deep in my guts! Breed my pussy!!” Hearing me say those words was all it took for him to grunt and push in one last deep thrust, all the way buried in my hole. I felt his huge cock throb and erupt inside me, the walls of my pussy coated in his semen. He must have spewed 10 ropes inside me, and the power of our deep connection in that moment made me shoot my load all over the bed without touching my cock. As our breathing calmed, I felt his arms hold me to him, pulling me in even closer. His hot breath on my neck, he simply whispered, “That was amazing.” in my ear as we both drifted off to sleep, his cock still buried in my hole.

"Nice" drake chucked as he walked past the locker room mirror. At just 5'8 he was toned and muscular. his pecs and arms betrayed his youthful face and piercing green eyes. "You gonna lift anything today stallion or just look" Jason teased from behind him. "oh i will but its gotta be quick" drake smiled and paused to shake the young mans hand. Drake had met Jason earlier that year during a press competition and quickly hit it off as a good friend. "the fights on in two hours buddy and im not about to miss it." Jasons eyes lit up as he remembered. "shit, youre right bro i totally forgot. Fill me in on the details? I dont get the sports package." Seeing an opportunity Drake struck his proposition. "hey why dont you swing by my place. Front row seats, beer and brats?" Jason eagerly agreed. "Oh and bring a suit dude, I just got the hot tub running." Drake barely had time to change into a pair of trunks when the doorbell rang. "come in!" he barked from the hall. "I brought a six pack just in case dude." Jason set the beer on the kitchen counter and looked around the room. "of...what?" Drake asked quizzically. "I mean, i didnt know if you just drank wine or vodka or whatever. Youre my only gay friend" Drake chuckled as the two walked outside. "Im gay dude, not french. but thanks." Jason sheepishly smiled as Drake pulled the cover off the hot tub. "viola. pretty sweet huh? you can still see the TV and everything. hop in." Drake watched as the young man stripped off his cargo shorts to reveal a pair of form fitting swimming briefs. He never got tired of seeing Jasons meat in the locker room, its soft six inches hung tantalizingly, framed by his toned abs. "nice" he whispered under his breath, sliding into the tub. The boys relaxed in the warm water, all the while Drake pushing more and more booze on the boy. "I dont know about betting" Drake announced, "but six minutes was more than I thought id see." "mmyeah" Jason smiled, his speech noticeably slurred. "im gonna hop out, getting pruny and all that. Wanna head inside and grab a few snacks?" Jason nodded and crawled out of the tub to dry off. Wandering into the kitchen Drake opened a bag of chips and pulled a small black bag from the kitchen counter. "do you mind if i have a smoke?" he asked. sitting next to the boy on the couch he pulled out the little glass pipe and lighter. "what? is that?" Jason remarked quizzically. "its kinda like weed. Really takes the edge off." Drake remarked nonchalantly as he took a long drag off the pipe and sent a massive cloud billowing into the air. "whoa cool" Jason smiled. Drake grinned and turned to face the sandy blonde boy. "wanna try a puff?" Jason looked confused for a minute as he processed the idea. "i dont really do drugs" he slurred. "come on dude just one puff" Drake plied the boy and was rewarded with a compliant sigh. "ok how do i..." Drake interrupted him as he placed the pipe to the boys lips. "watch...then we light it like this..." Drake held the pipe in the boys mouth as the tina began to sizzle. "ok. nice deep breath buddy. all the way." Drake watched the young straight boy obediently suck the intoxicating smoke into his body. "yeah thats good...now hold it in...long as you can..." Drake pulled the pipe from the boys mouth and watched as after a few moments he eventually exhaled. "there you go dude you did great. feels nice doesnt it?" Jason nodded, his glassy eyes only slightly registering the comment above the mix of sensations flowing through him. "lets do another...go on...." Drake handed the pipe to the boy and without a second thought, he obediently puffed again . "thats right, nice deep breath...makes you feel good all over." Drake watched the boys cock harden as he moved closer. This was going to be too easy. After half an hour of coaxing the boy to keep spinning himself higher and higher, drake was satisfied as he watched Jasons leaking cockhead slowly push through the waistband of his shorts as his arms drooped to his sides. "nice dude" he remarked, running a finger around the top of his sticky prick. "smoking always makes you a little horny so if you wanna jerk it..." Drake slid Jasons shorts down to expose his uncut cock. Without hesitation the boy reached into his lap and began stroking. "yeah dude thats it, just stroke it. feels so good doesnt it?" Jason grinned at his leaking prick as he continued to pump obediently. "oh wait i know..." Drake reached into the little bag and produced a bottle of poppers."here..." straddling Jasons legs he held the pungent bottle up "inhale nice and deep....." Jason continued jerking his fat cock and inhaled as instructed. "there ya go nice deep breaths...keep stroking...." Drake moved closer to the intoxicated boys full lips, repeating the mantra again and again as he pressed his lips against the boy and kissed deeply. "mmmmh" Jason mumbled as drake held the boys head, continuing to probe his tongue deep into the boys mouth. "theres a good boy..." Drake pulled back to observe the young man still jacking his cock, panting against Drakes pecs. "keep stroking,,," Drake whispered as he tussled the boys hair and let a wad of spit dribble from his mouth onto Jasons thick cockhead. Stepping off the boy he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his trunks. "can you keep a secret Jason?" "huh" jason replied, as Drake slid his trunks off to reveal a hairless pink pussy and a small black biohazard tattoo. "Jason stared dumbfounded as Drake returned to straddle the boy again. "here, let me..." Drake took Jasons girth in his firm hand and continued pumping the boys leaking prick. Jason squirmed as Drake held him firmly in place. "relax, dont fight..." Drake lifted his hips and slowly plunged the boys prick inside. "fuck yes...." Drake hissed into the boys ear. "thats the way, no rubbers, just your bare cock in me..nice and warm isnt it?" Jason squirmed under the stocky gymrat again, "nono" Drake chided as he forced the poppers to the boys face, covering his mouth. "thats it, dont fight, breathe for me. let your cock do the thinking" As the boys kicking and protesting abated and his eyes began to droop, Drake set the bottle aside. Drake rode the protesting boy for nearly an hour, holding him firmly and encouraging his occasional groans. "cum...." Jason groaned and began to struggle again. "inside..." Drake cooed, riding the boy faster as he pushed his shoulders into the couch. drake grinned as he watched Jasons body betrayed him and begin pumping the boys tight toxic pussy full. "there we go, nice and deep. see? feels good filling me up..."

Only speaking for myself.

I always find this hilarious. Lads, if you’re fucking bareback, accept the consequences. There’s options to protect yourself from the really nasty stuff, after that suck it up.

lol I always laugh when guys know full well that I am a take all loads anonymous cumdump and yet they as me that gem "are you clean?" specially if I'm laying in a bathhouse sling blindfolded, or on a fuckbench in the darkroom taking load after load from absolute stranger after stranger. I will say "fuck no. I'm a dirty bathhouse cumdumpster who takes all loads. what are the chances I would be even close to clean?" I don't just admit to guys I hook up with how slutty I am. I actually brag about what a dirty, used fuckslut I am.

Once I'm done taking loads I put on some BB porn, kick back, finger my sloppy hole, and edge myself. I push out a little of the cum, eat it and hit the poppers. I'll do this over and over as long as I can. Once I reach a point where I'm going to cum, I'll push out as much cum as I can and fill my mouth as I blow my load.

I echo @WelshBBCigarFuck's sentiment and want to wish everyone a wonderful holiday season and a hopefully back to normal Happy New Year! Hopefully we can meet up for some hot fun in 2021!

My first taste was the older boy next door during a sleepover. We'd been skating all day and I'll never forget the musty smell of his cock. He started bucking and shot down my throat and I didn't even think, just started swallowing. It was bitter and a little sour, but I was so fucking happy to have it inside me.

Yes, they know I’m a Cumdump because I take any loads and tell them as much.

I think pig is very appropriate for obvious reasons. I would merge like with upvote, yes. Sad would have its place: it’s mostly horny talk here but we do discuss serious issues and want to express sympathy etc. sometimes. Angry not so much, in my view. People getting angry at each other is never conducive to anything. my 2c!

Fuck yeah daddy!

A picture is worth a thousand words....

A friend of mine told me a story about the bathhouse in Austin, TX. He said it would be a regular occurrence late at night that it would become clear to him and all the other tops that they had held off to long on shooting their last loads, and all the bottoms had gone home. I started out thinking I preferred to top because I was having a lot of mediocre sex with a lot of other inexperienced young guys. Once I got fucked by an older top guy who knew what he was doing, I knew I was a bottom. I still appreciate a beautiful ass though. Throughout my 20s and 30s I would top from time to time. Eventually, I stopped trying to top. Even when I am mentally turned on by the idea, I find it challenging to stay hard enough to perform, so I just bottom now. I think a lot (but not all) of versatile (and versatile-top and versatile-bottom) guys feel like if they can make a choice of role in the moment that anyone can. I get that it is hard to understand everyone isn't just like you. At least the total bottoms and tops understand how each other work. Also, much respect to the vers guys who get it.

i'm a critical care nurse and have worked with Covid positive patients since March. i volunteer to care for the positive patients, caring for sick people is my chosen profession. This pandemic has similarities to the AID's crises during the early 80's when we had just discovered the disease. People were afraid then too. Fear and the threat to life and health brings out the best and the worst in people. There are health care workers who refuse to care for Covid patients, just as there were during the AID's crises, and there are some who simply cannot for various reasons. There is already a nursing shortage in the US, and a lot of nurses are burning out because of the pandemic. The hospital where i work has remained so full, it is often on divert because we simply do not have a bed for another patient. This is the reality i have lived since we opened a Covid unit where i work in March 2020. Yet, i still get family members of patients calling me and trying to argue with me that Covid is fake while their loved one is in the Hospital with Covid. It's bizarre. i had one family member rake me over the coals because he had traveled 200 miles to see his brother and hosptial policy would not allow him to visit. His brother was on high-flow O2 which has the effect of aerosolizing the virus and making it more contagious, so people on high flow are not allowed visitors as a containment measure. The guy was verbally abusive and questioning my expertise. He asked: "is Covid worse than a staph infection?" In his mind, he was convinced that he knew something the medical profession did not, and he was trying to trap me with his brilliance. It was not an honest query on his part, in his mind, he already had the answer and he was just trying to nail me. i had to take time away from caring for my patients, trying to explain the infectious process to him, but he would have none of it. That can be really challenging, even with those who want to understand. Learning physiology is an complex degree, not a 10 minute explanation on youtube. my efforts did not matter though because he was not listening. In his mind, he already knew the 'truth' and that made everything else a lie or some sort of evil plot or deception. He was literally attacking and undermining the very people who were trying to keep his brother alive. It's sort of like having a family member with polio and calling the polio vaccine an evil plot to control and take over the world. That is the crux of the problem i believe. There are people in the world who have an absolutist mentality that closes them off from reason or science. Reality can be slapping them in the face, and they will insist that it is wrong in order to preserve their way of thinking and their conclusions. The internet becomes a gathering place where they affirm one another's notions, giving them size and momentum and seeming validity. The internet is a double edged sword. It can be used to find and disseminate valuable information. It can also be used for propaganda and deception. For those interested, The Social Dilemma is a great documentary that explores some of the very things we are talking about here.

The internet is wonderful in many ways - how would we all on here ever have made contact - but it’s given a voice to many who really shouldn’t have one. And social media is the biggest cancer in the modern world. Karen would much rather ignore eminent scientists and take notice of what her Auntie Marge has posted on Facebook resulting from a chat with Dave down the market who’s read on an antivax website that Bill Gates wants to inject us all with microchips. Absolute dunderheads.

Room 1107: Round 2 My phone rang and it was Tim. I gave him the room number and when I opened the door, there stood Tim, his dad and a nerdy twink. "Hey, this is the guy I told you about, Cole. He's mostly a bottom but was eager to try topping a chaser" Tim said. His dad looked at me a little suspiciously but didn't say anything other than a somber "Hi." "Hi Cole. Only two rules tonight, have fun and drop at least one load in the guy" I said. "Thanks..." Cole replied, staring at me intensely. A few seconds later he added "Uh... you look familiar." I thought I knew what he was talking about but I played coy. "Tim said you live in our building, so you've probably seen me heading in or out whenever I get out of my cave" I said chuckling, trying to break the ice. "Yeah, must be" he replied but the look in his eyes told me it was from another time. Maybe he did remember me walking down the hall after I fucked his dad. The three came in and started to strip. I spent most of my time watching Cole. He wasn't the type of guy I ever hooked up with. At 18, he was too young. His face was still covered in peach fuzz, not a beard or any real facial hair. His light brown hair was a little long on top with the sides closely cropped. A small stud earring adorned his left ear and as he got naked I found that was the only decoration on his pasty, white, thin body. The only other hair I saw was under his pits and his pubes. Thankfully he didn't shave those too and look even younger. For a moment I thought about asking for an ID, just to make sure he was legal, but decided to take Tim's word for it. His cock was soft and small and I hoped he was going to be able to get hard and fuck. I hadn't noticed Tim's dad head toward the bottom guy and only realized he was taking the first turn when the bottom grunted as the dad pulled the butt plug out of the bottom's ass. Seconds later, Tim's dad's bare cock was sliding into the slightly sloppy hole. I watched a moment and then glanced over at Tim and Cole. They were standing there watching Tim's dad fuck, stroking their cocks and soon Tim was egging him on. "Breed the fucker, dad. Knock his neg ass up" Tim called out. I wondered if Tim found it weird to watch his dad fuck, but then remembered Tim saying he had fucked his dad a few times after he converted so probably not. Most of the time I had seen Tim's dad in the bathhouse, he was bottoming. There were only one or two times I could remember seeing him top. It looked like he was having fun fucking the bottom guy, though. He drilled hard then softer, fast then slower. I watched the dad's butt flex which made the biohazard tat on his ass contort. We had a couple hours to get the four of us to drop a load or two, so there wasn't a rush but Tim's dad seemed to have a sense of urgency to his fuck. Sure enough, a few minutes later he was emptying his balls into the bottom with just a few grunts and groans. There was no drama to it, he just did his job and saved the emotion for someone he actually cared about. Tim pushed Cole gently towards the bed and I could see the nervousness in his whole body. His dick was hard, though, and the bottom had plenty of lube. He looked around and saw the three of us watching him but the bottom still had his face buried in the bed. "You got this. Poz his ass up" Tim said, trying to reassure him. Cole lined his dick up, took a deep breath and shoved his cock in. The moan that came out of Cole was surprising since it had a little bit of a sinister growl to it. All of his unsure demeanor when he walked in seemed to melt away once he felt that neg hole wrapped around his cock. He started plowing, going slow for the first few thrusts and then picked up his speed quickly after that. Moving closer to Tim, I asked in a whisper "first time topping?" and Tim shook his head no, and then showed two then three fingers while shrugging his shoulders. With the guy's loose hole, I could tell Cole was pulling all the way out and then driving back in to the root each time. Many inexperienced guys have problems lasting before they shoot and Cole was no different. From the moment he slid his dick in to the point where he yelled out "FUCK!" and pumped his newly charged seed into the guy was less than ten minutes. The twink that walked away was a very different twink that nervously dipped his cock into the bottom. He had done his first group fuck and proved to himself he wasn't too nervous to perform. Cole walked back towards us exuding confidence and had a huge grin on his face. Tim high-fived him as he went to take his turn. I saw Cole's cock hard for the first time and he was one of those in the "grower" category. Hard, he was at least six and a half inches, uncut, plump and veiny. Tim was not lacking in confidence and started by stuffing a pair of fingers into the bottom guy's ass and coating them with slime. Moving up to the bottom's head, he fed the cum covered fingers to the bottom who eagerly licked them clean before muttering "oh fuck." I guessed that the coppery taste told him just how fucked he was at this point and the day was only half over. Tim chuckled and took his place and then grabbed the bottom's legs and twisted, barking out "On your back, pig." The bottom rolled over and raised his muscular legs which Tim positioned on his shoulders. He stared down and smiled just before he pushed his cock in. Unlike the two before him, he took his time fucking the bottom. Tim and I had never talked about what he liked to do for sex. I assumed at our first meeting he was just a bottom that wanted to get pozzed up like his buddy from college. But I'd seen more of his top side once my bug had taken hold of his body. He must have been versatile all of his short sex life and all I had seen was him getting what he wanted. I wouldn't call him selfish, but he knew what he wanted and made sure he was satisfied and less concerned about his partner. Tim's movements were that of a seasoned top, with confidence and determination. In fact, he looked to be a lot more comfortable fucking the bottom than his dad did. "God, all that poz jizz feels so good on my dick" he said, slamming his cock into the bottom. "It might even be swimmin' in your blood right now" he continued. A few more hard thrusts and he added "No turnin back now. In a few weeks you're gonna have poison in those balls." Tim gave the guy's balls a firm squeeze before thrusting in hard. The bottom whimpered and if he didn't know his fate this morning, he did now. Tim began to pound the guy's ass, leaning forward and pushing his legs back. Their eyes were locked and the bottom began to whimper and whine louder. "oh... fuuuckkk... oh my god... oh shit... Please..." the bottom cried out. "Please what? Pull out?" Tim asked quietly. "No... Nooo... Please... Breed me... Breed... Me... HARD!" the bottom begged. On cue, Tim planted his cock in deep and let his toxic cum flood the guy. Both of them moaned loudly as Tim's balls emptied their viral juice into his gut. He had fucked longer than his dad and Cole combined and looked ready for more. He stayed inside a few moments and then pulled his cock out and walked back towards the rest of us with a look of satisfaction on his face. No one said anything and it was then that I saw the tattoo on Tim's pec for the first time. It looked really good on him and I liked the symbolism of the black widow spider instead of using the standard scorpion or biohazard symbol. It looked even more sinister with the fresh black ink and the marks indicating each of his victims. I looked at it a moment too long and Cole nudged me to break me out of my trance and head to add my second load into the bottom. Runninbkbb laid there on the bed, holding his legs back and offering up his well bred pussy for another fuck. I slid in easier this time than in the earlier session, no doubt aided by more cum and the other cocks that had stretched him out. Once inside deep, I hammered him for half a minute and pulled out, shoving three fingers into the gaping hole. Twisting them around, I let my fingernails dig in, giving another entrance for our bugs to invade his helpless body. He groaned loudly but didn't fight me off. A half dozen twists of my wrist later and I drove my cock back in. My body leaned over him, my hands braced on his legs while my hips began to roll. The strokes got longer and harder and the bottom started to grunt each time I slammed into him. I kept drilling him like this for fifteen or more minutes, varying the speed and going from hard to harder with my thrusts. When I felt my balls start to tighten, I slowed down the pace but rammed in even harder. I leaned in, getting my face less than a foot from his and snarled. "What you want, fucker? More of this dick or the virus inside my balls?" I growled. "Both, sir!" he yelled back. I chuckled and replied "Right answer, pig" before pounding him fast and deep. The bed was squeaking and he was slowly moving to the center of the bed. I was following him though and when I couldn't wait any longer, I drove in to the base and let the cum fly. The bottom let out a cry as my cock throbbed and added to the demon seed already inside him. Each spurt shot in deep, past his battered inner ring. The bottom's cock was oozing cum all over his stomach and his ass was milking as much of my jizz as he could get. All of my fears of him canceling or not being able to take it were for naught. He was just as committed as we were. I pulled my still hard cock out and backed away. Tim's dad moved in for his second fuck and I found myself next to Cole. He turned to me as the dad grunted while bottoming out. Cole grinned and said quietly "I'd love to watch you fuck my dad like that. He's into darker guys." "Oh, how do you know what he likes?" I asked. "He's forgotten to close all the browser windows and clear the history on the laptop. It's kinda hot to see what kind of porn he watches and sites he visits" he replied with a wicked grin. Tim's dad growled out, seeding the bottom a second time. Cole licked his lips before he walked over to the bottom and shoved his cock in, pounding him right away. Like before, he didn't last long and in less than five minutes was dumping more of his fresh poz twink seed into the bottom guy. With the last pulses finished, Cole slapped the bottom's ass and said "Enjoy the flu" before walking back to our group. Tim pulled the bottom back to the edge of the bed, stuffing his rigid shaft back inside. He drilled with renewed energy, jabbing his cock in one direction for a few strokes then changing it up. Like before, he lasted longer than Cole and his dad, but this was shorter than his earlier fuck. With another load planted inside, Tim laughed and said "That's one hungry poz cumdump." He pulled out and walked back to us, giving each a fist pump. With no one coming over to fuck him again, the bottom let his legs down and then rolled on to his stomach in the middle of the bed. Tim and Cole went into the bathroom and I heard some giggling over the sound of the shower. When they came out I had just finished brushing the bottom's hole for the second time. The bristles on the brush were now dark pink as was the cum dripping out of the hole. The three of them got dressed and I tossed on my pair of shorts before glancing at my phone to see how long we had before the next guys would be there. I plugged the bottom's phone in, having drained a lot of battery while filming the action. So far I'd gotten pics and videos of each dick that went in the bottom's hole and the cum filled hole that they had wrecked. I needed to recharge too and I laid back on the bed for a quick nap.

First time back where I was a teen, I saw a porn film where a guy took impossibly large stuff in his hole, I knew i wanted to be that freak show level of skill. I have been taking large anything since college, and when I got into porn (@JaredEriksonXXX on Twitter), fisting and huge toys have been a staple of what i do. I have had the privilege of being punch fisted heavily by HungerFF and FFurryStud on film and really showing my pig hole off. I love taking guy's hand even more than his cock--especially in group use settings where others can watch--and have even had guys give me both by jerking off inside my slack ass. I still want it even wider and deeper than it is though.

I suggest that once your ass is topped up with his load, you focus on all the men's seed in your ass and fuck your load into Drew. Then he'll get the message that regardless of how many loads you take, he'll always be taking your dick and seed.

I never ask status and have never taken prep. The risk is a turn on.

When I top a bottom raw, even though I'm poz, it's so hot knowing there's that connection that my load will be absorbed into the bottom and a part of me will be part of him.

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.

one time when I was high as a kite. My top (and slammer) was treating me nastier by the minute. It was kinda hot. His fuckmotions wheregetting harder, he was calling me names and told me he wanted to piss in my tight ass. Before I could answer, I felt his chempiss coming. A steady stream filled me for a full minute. It was really hot. After he was done his bf mounted me as well and added to it.

Let my own real cousin convert me.

Dad’s Basement Part Thirty Eight Doc’s basement was nothing like ours, well at least this part wasn’t. We had entered a waiting room, complete with out of date magazines. I was a bit surprised and puzzled, wondering if this was really where he practiced medicine, or was this some sort of role-playing set up. “What’s wrong?” Dad asked. “It's just not what I expected,” I answered. “It’s not always about fucking, most of the time yes, but not always.” Dad pushed a button and somewhere in the back a bell went off. I assumed it was Doc’s way of knowing his next patient had arrived. I flopped down into a chair to wait my turn. Of course this wasn’t a great idea, pain surged through me once my ass hit the seat. It wasn’t long until a door opened and I expected to see Luis or Jose, hell what ever his name was, standing there, but his man I didn’t know. He was a tall black man dressed in scrubs and they looked like they were about to pop. His muscular body was stretching them to their limits and his crotch was bulging outwards. “Matt?” he said. I stood up and moved towards him. He had extended his hand and I grabbed and shook it. His hand was rough and dry. “You want me to come with you, son?” Dad asked me. “I’m a big boy Daddy, I can do this by myself,” I replied as the black guy and I walked through the door and into a hall. “Good luck,” Dad said. The man led me to a small room at the end of the hall. We both went in and I sat down on the exam table. “Doc knows why you are here, so strip and wait for him, please.” I jumped up and removed my shirt before the man could leave. I turned and bent over, dropping my chest, exposing my ass to him. I made sure that my crack opened giving him a little show of my pucker. I could hear him emit a slight moan as he observed my little show. However, I even got to a full standing position, he was gone and the door was shut. I sat back down on the exam table and looked around the room. It appeared to be a routine medical office. Was I missing something? As perverted as my Dad and his friends were, there would have to be something I couldn’t see. There was a soft knock and Doc entered. “Matt, I heard your hole has had some trauma?” “Well, Dax had Dad pretend rape me for a live sex show and things got a little out of control.” “Yeah, I saw that, shot two loads when it was live and two more from my recording.” “Really?” “Yeah, it was fucking hot” he said. “We fucked again when we got home and I wanted it rough again.” “And now pain.” “Yeah, and not the good kind.” “Well, put your feet up and let’s take a look.” I did as I was told and put my feet up in the stirrups, leaving my ass open for him to exam me. He grabbed a tube of lube and put a little on his finger. He sat on a stool at in front of my ass and began to exam me. I felt him pull open my hole, slowly and gently, moving his head in for a closer look. It was only seconds, when he stood up. “There's nothing really major, just a superficial scratch in your ring. It will heal on its own. I'll give you a cream to put on it to ease the pain, but this will put your hole out of commission for about two weeks.” “Damn, no dick.” He just shook his head. He was standing at the end of the table. I watched him unbutton his white lab coat, then unzip his pants. Reaching inside he pulled out his semi hard cock and his balls. They hung down in front of him. “Doc, I thought you said 'no dick'?” “Were you really going to obey that advice?” I pushed my pucker out, winking at him, enticing him. His cock twitched as I pushed my hole out over and over, it grew until it was rock hard. He spread some lube onto his cock and pushed in. I tensed up in pain. “Relax, it will only hurt for a moment,” Doc said. I took a deep breath as he slid his cock deep into my hole, his belt buckle pressed against my ass cheeks as he pushed deeper into me. I moaned loudly. “Don’t worry boy, the only people that can here you are your Dad and my nurse James. And if I know your father he's riding that black cock as I speak.” “I dumped a load in Dad this morning, so he has some lube.” “Might need a bit more than that. James is hung, over eleven inches.” “Damn, I would like to see Daddy taking that." My mind started thinking about James sitting in a chair, scrub pants around his ankles and Dad sliding his ass up and down on his big black cock. My own cock was getting hard, not just from the mental picture but from Doc’s big cock in my hole. “James is always horny, dumped two loads up my hole this morning,” Doc casually remarked. I reached down and grabbed Doc’s shirt and pushed him back only to pull him in hard, driving is cock in and out of my hole. That was until he pulled my hand off. “On no you little fucker, I’m in the driver’s seat, you're just the ride!” Doc took off his lab coat and started to unbutton his shirt. I watched as he exposed his chest to me. As he did this he slowly moved his cock in and out of my hole. I slid my hand down to my cock and slowly ran my hand up and down the hard shaft. Doc increased his speed of fucking my hole, his nut sac and his belt still hitting my ass as he drove into me deep. His cock felt truly amazing in my hole, and the pain that I had experienced was now pleasure. Of course, I was slowly discovering that pain was a pleasure, even intense pain. I closed my eyes and bit my lip, as Doc increased the force of him driving into me. The table was making all kinds of noise, squeaks, rattles and was moving a bit as he slammed his cock into me. He bent over and slid his arms under me, and looked them around my back, instinctively I did the same, but around his neck. He lifted me up off the table and I slowly dropped down onto his cock, impaling myself of his thick, hard cock. “Good boy” he said, “hold tight." Doc opened the door to the room and headed down the hallway and back out into the waiting room. As we got closer I could hear the sounds of someone being fucked and knew it was Dad and James. Doc reached for the door that was separating the hall and the waiting room, as he opened it I squeezed my ass around his cock. Doc turned to close the door and I got my first view of Dad and James. They were both naked and James was sitting in a middle chair, Dad was facing away from James and was slowly lifting and lowering his ass on James' cock. The contrast between the two was so erotic. Doc lifted me off his cock, placing me on the floor. I was on my hands and knees between Dad’s legs. He then shifted, putting his feet on the chairs next to James, one on each side. Doc rammed his cock in and pushed me forward, closing the gap between me and James’ cock. “Lick his cock and balls as your Daddy fucks himself on it,” James instructed. I didn’t need to be told twice, my tongue was out and licking the shaft of his cock as soon as it would appear out of my Dad’s ass. I was amazed that Dad was sitting on the whole fucking thing. It was massive not only in length but girth, so, even when Dad was all the way down on it, I had plenty to lick, not the least of which being his massive dark nut sac. Doc was steadily fucking my hole, slamming into me harder and harder, smashing my face in James sac. Dad’s cock and balls were bouncing off the top of my head as he moved up and down James’ shaft. Dad pulled off James’ cock and I seized it quickly in my mouth, sliding as far down on it as I could. I could feel the big black cock cutting off my airway and I slid back on it, I could taste Dad’s ass juice and my load from earlier. I wrapped my finger around the base and held it straight up for Dad to sit back down on it. He had turned so he was now facing James so his beautiful hairy ass would now be in my view. I watched as his hole stretched open and James’ big cock slid inside. My own cock jumped at the sight. Dad started to ride James’ cock again, this time he was moving faster. James’ hands were cupping Dad’s hairy cheeks and guiding him up and down his shaft. Doc was fucking my hole at nearly the same pace that Dad and James were fucking. “Work my nips, Drew,” James said to my Dad. Dad’s fingers grabbed James’ nipples and began to twist and pinch them, I could see his muscles move in his arms as he did this. James liked his nipples worked hard, it seemed. I started to lick James’ sac again, but this time sucking his nuts into my mouth. “Squeeze them you little fucker” James yelled. I reached up and wrapped my fist around them, while Doc grabbed my hips to help steady me. I slowly applied pressure to his sac, squeezing harder and harder. I could see his head was thrown back. I tighten my grip and squeezed harder. Doc was pounding my hole, ramming his cock in and out, and at some point had started to remove his cock completely and then ramming it back in. I knew my hole would be gape wide open after this. Dad was still fucking himself on James’ cock. I could feel his balls tightening up in my fist, so I knew he wasn’t going to last much longer. “Fuck, going breed your hairy hole, Drew, gonna shoot.” I could feel his body stiffen up as his cock and balls started to jump. I had a close up view of the contractions of his cock as he emptied his load into my Dad’s hole. It just kept pulsating, even as Dad sat on it. Doc slammed his cock into me and I felt his cock pulse and twitch in my hole. I was getting my first load of the day and it only made me want more. I really wanted to slide down on James’ cock. Rip in my hole or not. I wanted that cock. Dad slowly raised off of James’ cock, I leaned in and engulfed the big black head in my mouth. It was still leaking cum and I slid down, again taking it in until I was choking myself. “Maybe your pussy can take it all, little man,” James said. “That’s something I want to see,” Dad said. “Let’s move to the bedroom” Doc suggested. All four of us got up and headed up to Doc’s bedroom, where I was tossed on the bed. “Looks like little man is ready for a good old fashioned gang bang,” James said.

In my 20s and 30s, I had sex with several of my straight friends who "just wanted to try it once." By which they meant getting fucked. Almost all of these guys have gone on to be straight to the best of my knowledge. A couple thought were just testing the waters before starting to come out. Everyone of these guys pursued me; this was totally their idea. Here are my observations about this phenomenon. If the straight guy just want his cock sucked or to fuck you, then that's as far as it will probably go; he may do this again, but he's probably going to stay trade. You meet a lot of guys like this on CL, too. They are flexible enough to realize a queer on the side is less bother than a mistress. If a straight guy wants your cock up his ass but doesn't want to kiss or even do oral either way, then he meant what he said; he's dying to know what being fucked feels like, and once his curiosity is satisfied, he's probably done. If he wants to suck you, kiss you, or be snugly in any way, then it's only a matter of time before he's one of us, potentially on the DL long term, but one of us nonetheless.