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As we lay there on our sides, I felt Vince’s hand move down to my ass. He reached down between my cheeks. His fingers found my hole. I sighed with pleasure. “Show me your pussy”, he whispered as he got up onto his knees. I moved one cheek aside and looked over my shoulder at him. I moaned with pleasure as he spread his seed around my swollen pussy lips. He probed my cunt with his thick fingers. I groaned with anticipation as he slowly fingered my well worn hole. His eyes feasted on his good work while he stroked his reviving cock. “Mmmmm...Cum is the best lube”, he said as he brought his now turgid rod to my tender, used hole. I had just been spit fucked and split in half. My fuckhole had been destroyed. And I watched silently as he slid his meat into me again. I could not object, for in this moment, I was his. Fully his. All I could do was lay my head back on my pillow and close my eyes. “Oh, Vince...”, I whimpered once he had travelled fully into me. Vince was mercifully slow this time. A lazy quiet fuck. He slid in and out of me, his ample load providing the only lubrication. I floated there between heaven and earth. I looked back to him - Here was this massive tattooed god who had ravaged me moments ago now tenderly making love to my pussy. I reached my hand out to him. He leaned down and kissed me deeply, never missing his steady, rhythmic strokes. “You good, baby?”, he asked. I smiled and whispered, “Yes, Daddy”. He smiled back at me. I hadn’t meant to say that. It just came out. And despite him being more than a decade my junior, it felt right. “Take me, Daddy”. Vince continued his fuck. His right hand pulled my cheek up to give him even fuller access. His left hand reached between my legs and grabbed my soft cock and balls, and stretched them back into his grip. “Who does this belong to?”, he queried. “You, Daddy. It’s all yours, Daddy.” This pleased him, for his tempo quickened. He truly used my junk as a handle: pulling on them as he thrust into me. After a few minutes, I started to feel real discomfort. His generous cumload had started to run dry and I began to really struggle. I asked if I could have some lube. He said yes and I started reaching for the bottle on the nightstand. He took hold of my wrist and shook his head. “Cum is the best lube, remember?”, he said as he guided my hand to my cock. My mind reeled as I took hold of my dick and started jacking it. “That’s it - get hard for Daddy...that’s right...”, he encouraged me. I was now flat on my back jacking off for this man. Desperately hoping to produce a good load for him - for me. He watched over me as I looked into his eyes. My breath grew ragged. My pace quickened. “Daddy?!...DADDY??!”, I pleaded. He brought his hand to my cockhead and said - “Now, boy...cum for Daddy”. And I howled as a came into his hand. Seed flowed out of me in a continuous stream that practically filled his open palm. I shook and strained to give him all the seed there was in me. I had barely taken a breath when I felt him flip me over, flat on the bed. He coated his cock with my cum and slathered the rest onto and into my cunt. And then his full weight was on me and I felt him slide into me yet again. Once he was fully in me, I whimpered and shook beneath him. “Shhh...”, he whispered into my ear, “Daddy’s home now...Daddy’s home”. Gone. I was gone. My whole body went limp beneath hm. And his fuck started anew. I lay there, I don’t know for how long, able to only take shallow breaths under the full force of his weight. His arms on my arms, his head on my cheek, his pelvis pumping up and down into me. I was in a blissful state: Present and away. At times I was aware of every hair on his chest as it ground into my back. At times I was floating above it all and observing from afar. I would open my eyes to find darkness and close them to see light. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. I could felt his breath grow shallow and ragged. I felt his body start to tremble. His turgid pole swelling inside me. Vince growled my name. ”Vince...”, I croaked in response. And then, he went stiff, the dam broke once more, and he flooded me yet again. Waves of cum flowing from him to me. His essence making me whole once more. He stayed there, laying on top of me while afterwards. I could not breathe - but that didn’t seem important, somehow. After awhile, he rolled off of and next to me. I lay there unmoving as he pulled the sheets up over us. He moved to his side and brought me to him, I was little spoon. His left hand felt warm as it embraced my chest. He absently kissed my neck as I drifted off. ....end part two

Merry Christmas! I am not a writer (finance majors), so I apologize if some of the writing is stunted and at times forced. This website is my first time writing and I will try to improve my writing over the course of the next few parts and subsequent other stories. Until then, I hope you enjoy and let me know if you like the story. Cheers. Part 5 Baxter Sloan 3 years ago One of the best feelings in the world to wake up to is getting your pecker sucked first thing in the morning. I had woken up to Sam nursing on my dick, and good boy that he was, he was happy to oblige when I grabbed his hair and pushed myself into his throat. He choked and gagged but he persevered. I had to make sure my dick was covered with enough throat slime before I asked Sam to climb on top and ride me like a good boy. He set his ass down on my cock and swallowed it slowly, before riding it in full throttle. I was enjoying the feeling of my cock in warm boy pussy when my phone rang. Without breaking the fun, I grabbed my phone and picked it up, while Sam kept riding me. "Sloan Plumbing, how can I help ya?" "Hi Baxter, right?" a deep voice asked from the other end. "Yeah, who's this?" "My name is Floyd Turnpike. I am the county chief, moved here a few weeks back." "Okay Mr Turnpike, what can I do for ya?" "I am having a party tonight with some of the men in town, just a simple meet and greet. I'd like for you to come." This was weird. Why was the police chief inviting me? I had heard about him, big ass fucker who'd made many of the women in town blush but hadn't seen him yet. Not one to turn down a party offer I accepted. "Good, I'll see you tonight Baxter." When I disconnected, Sam saw the look of surprise on my face. I told him who it was and he blushed on hearing the Chief's name. "Dad, he's so hot. I saw him outside the store a couple days back. Fuck dad, he's the biggest guy I have ever seen." With that picture in mind, I came in my son's asshole. --- When I made it to Chief's house that evening, there were a few cars parked outside. His house was in the outskirts of town and looked fancy. There was an electronic gate and the property was surrounded by a 9 feet tall wall. Clearly a man of wealth. After parking my car, I made my way inside. The second I stepped in, I felt more out of place than I had ever been. The people inside comprised of some of the most rich and powerful people in the county. The mayor, business owners, council members, cops- anyone with even a little power in the fucking county was there. It made my appearance there even more confusing. “There you are,” a deep baritone voice hollered at my direction before the Chief’s big frame landed in front of me. Sam was right, this guy was massive. The body of a man who had spent many an hour at the gym, he was big in all the places. A big brown beard covered his face, which alongside his bald head, made him look intimidating and sexy. His chest was huge, meaty and protruding with strength and muscle, his gut was round but strong. Below, his thighs were like tree trunks and despite his best effort, I could see the big bulge he was packing. “Thanks for inviting me uh, Chief”, I said not really sure of what to call him. “No problem, really wanted to meet ya. Heard a lot about you Bax,” he said with a slight smirk. The fact that he had heard about me was weird, the added smirk told me there was more to it than what was being implied. “Good things, I hope,” I replied to his (assumed) innuendo. “We’ll see,” he responded. He leaned over until his mouth was near my ear and whispered, “stay back when this is over, need to talk.” Saying so, he left and joined the crowd. For the next 2 hours, I roamed around the crowd trying to make small talk. I hate small talk so eventually, I went out to the deck and lit myself a smoke. The deck was empty and was a nice place to relax and let the scotch do its work. The sight of the chief plopped into my head, his massive hairy frame stoking the bottom in me. I consider myself a versatile top. While I have fucked my fair share of ass, I have rarely ever taken cock. Only thrice in my life have I bent over and let a guy dick me- my high school coach, my ex-wife’s uncle at our wedding and a big trucker at a highway rest stop. I had a type that I bottomed to- they had to be big in frame, hairy and most importantly, make my ass twitch. The Chief ticked all those boxes. He reminded me of a guy I followed on Twitter “PozL8rDad”, who claimed to be poz and a police officer. That guy had a massive dick with an ampallang, and I had blown many a load to his pictures. By now, I was completely zoned out and hadn’t realized just how late it was until I felt something touching my ass. I turned around and saw the Chief standing, a big cigar stuck in his mouth and a glass full of scotch. He was wearing a robe and standing right behind me. What I had assumed was his hand on my ass, turned out to be his hard cock poking through his robe! I looked at him, only to be met with a sly smile plastered on his face. Buzzed, I kept staring, unsure of what to do or say. He took a big drag of his cigar, let the smoke cook in his lungs for a few seconds before blowing it towards me. I took a deep breathe, taking in the rich, smoky smell of his gar, arousal shooting from my nose to my lungs and straight to my dick. “Suck” I didn’t hesitate. A mix of being buzzed and horny for this bear, I kneeled down and got to work. I started by sniffing his cock, enjoying the thick musky smell mixed with a little piss and cum. The foreskin stretching over his head was thick and I started by running my tongue over it. The taste of salty precum hit my tongue as I licked and kissed his cock through his foreskin. I slipped my tongue inside, to feel the head of the cock, only to feel something metallic and bumpy on the head. Upon pulling back the skin, I saw the sight of a beautiful ampallang on the head, coated in a slime of his precum. I licked the shaft, before taking it in my mouth. I looked up at him, only to see him looking back with a smirk, like I was a conquest for him. His cock was thick and long. I am a big guy down there but his was huge. I could barely manage half of it in my mouth before choking. Not one to back down, I pushed myself to take more and succeeded in taking about 3/4th. By now, he had taken a seat on one of the chairs on the deck, while I was on my knees in front of him. After a few minutes of sucking, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and pulled me up for a kiss. We made out like horny teenagers, making a slobbering, sloppy mess as our tongues fought for dominance and spit flew to and fro from each other’s mouths. While we were making out, he had pulled my pants and briefs down, leaving me completely naked waist down with my pants around my ankles. His hands made their way to my hairy dad ass, grabbing, squeezing and kneading them. As our kiss got more aggressive, his hands edged closer to my asshole before I felt a finger circling the ring. He ran it around the hole, teasing me and relaxing me, for what we both knew was to come. I had assumed he was about to slip his finger inside, but instead, he pulled back from our kiss and told me to strip and bend over the chair. I pulled off my clothes fast, and got in position, my naked ass visible towards Chief. He got in position, slipping his cock between my ass cheeks and sliding it there. For the next minute, that’s all he did, just sliding it up and down. Occasionally, when the cock would slide over my hole, he would thrust just to work me over. And by now, I was in heat, needing that huge cock up my hole. “Fuck me already.” I knew not asking him to slip a finger first or rimming me would cause penetration to hurt but it was way worse than I had imagined. When he pushed inside, my insides would not open for him and the relative dryness of my ass was making things work. “Put some lube on man, it won’t slide in,” I said, clenching my teeth in pain. He leaned over, the head of his cock in my ass, until his mouth was next to my ear. “Is that so?” He pushed. Hard. In one go. My ass felt like it was being ripped apart and a scream escaped my mouth. But he acted first and put a hand over my mouth, muffling it. I struggled to get him off, but his grip was strong. Having pushed his monster 10inch dick up my ass in one go, he stayed still to let me adjust. He kissed the nape of my neck, ran his tongue over my earlobes, his fingers squeezed and played with my nipples- everything possible to get me in the mood. When the pain subsided, he slowly started to pull out. It still hurt but it was not as bad as when he was going in. He pulled almost all the way out, leaving the tip inside my ass. “Bingo,” was all he said, before he started pushing back in. I had no clue what he had meant by that, but the pain was back. It was dulling with every thrust, giving way to pleasure. My ass had been out of commission for years now, but I was remembering just how good it felt to get fucked by a nice thick cock. He was taking his time, letting me get used to his massive cock, sliding in and out slowly. A few minutes later, the pain had died down. By now, I was into it and was ready to be fucked. I pushed back against him, pushing him deeper. Taking the cue, he really started to fuck, going hard and deep. He wasn’t fucking hard, instead going for deep, hard thrusts and it was a lot more fun that way. The deck was filled with the sound of our grunts and moans, two middle-aged men fucking and rutting the way nature intended. “I have wanted that ass for a long time,” Chief said between thrusts. “Fuck Chief, you feel good.” “Yeah, I’ll bet. In a moment, you’re gonna fucking love my cock all the more.” “Yeah, why’s that?” He leaned in to whisper into my ear, “You’ve been after my cock for years now, doesn’t it feel good to have it up your ass.” What was this guy talking about? I had known him for a few hours. “Confused, Baxtor? You don’t recognize PozL8rDad from Twitter? You’ve wanted this for a long time, haven’t you?” HOLY FUCK! This was the guy I had been following for years. Yeah he was hot as fuck but this was crazy. Now that he had mentioned it, I could see the resemblance. The beefy body, the hot thick cock, the hair- it was all adding up. But my momentary disbelief turned to fear as I remembered something else about him. He was poz. I was not. I tried to wiggle out of his grip, but he locked his arms around my waist and pulled me in, pushing himself further. “I saw your comments, your tweets, retweets. All that hot poz stuff you like. This is what you want, isn’t it?” I was conflicted. I had never admitted this to anyone but I had a huge poz fetish for decades. I never acted on it as this is a small town and I am a dad. But part of me had always wanted this, to be pozzed, diseased, free… “Let it happen Baxter, let it happen,” the Chief said quietly. “You have wanted this for so long, don’t deprive yourself of what you want. What you need.” Was I ready for this? To be poz, to live with a disease. It was wrong but at the same time, why did it feel so right? I could stop him right now and leave. That would be the smart thing to do. But I didn’t want to do the smart thing. I wanted to do what I had wanted for so long. And I could have it from the guy I had jerked off to. My lust overtook my rationality, and I eased up my hole. Taking that as his cue, Chief plunged fast and started rabbit fucking me. He was fucking me with purpose, and it showed in his thrusts. It was animalistic, brutal and fucking hot. “I am close Baxtor, tell me you want it.” “I want it Chief.” “Tell me what you want.” “I want your cum.” “You can do better.” “Fuck Chief, I want your poz cum. I need it.” “You want me to convert you? Make you my poz son? Be your poz dad” “Fuck yeah Chief, poz me up.” “Call me dad, son. Tell dad you want his poz cum.” “Give me your poz cum dad. Your son needs your poz cum.” The Chief thrusted one final time and with a loud grunt, I felt his body shake. He was cumming, shooting his hot, viral load up my hole. My prostate was on fire and the heat of his cum, made me jerk my dick off twice before I unloaded on the chair. When he was finally done, he kissed my neck and just stood there, his dick lodged in my ass. Both of us were grasping for breath, gaining our senses after the mind blowing fuck that had just happened. When he went soft and pulled out, he pushed his finger in immediately and fucked me for a few second, preventing the load from falling out. When he was done, he put on his robe and handed me my clothes. I wore them in silence while he lit up another cigar. When I was done dressing up, he kissed me and told me to drive safe. I was a little pissed but more than that, I felt dirty. I had taken his poz load, I had told him I was his poz son and he could not care less. Not one to fight, I started to head towards my car and go home. Before I could get in, he came over and hollered at me. I turned around, hiding the hurt in my face, to hear what he wanted to say. “You have a few days, maybe 3-4 days when you can get yourself treated. I have a highly toxic load so if you don’t want this to happen, you gotta act fast. If you change your mind and decide to embrace it, let me know. We have a lot to discuss.” “Discuss what?” “Your future Baxtor. This was only the first step. I have plans and it starts with you.” He came closer until there was a pencil’s distance between us. “I hope you embrace it, son.” Saying so, he kissed me before turning and walking back home, leaving me out in the cold night, confused, conflicted and horny, with an ass full of hot poz bear cum.

Christmas Eve. I am only "seeing" a limited number of fuckbuddies now for the time being but Christmas Eve was like old times with two of them. One fuckbud texted me he needed some after work relief. As he works from home and lives close that was just before 5pm. His usual mojo: fucked a load in and kept hammering my hole until he shot again. In and out the door in 30 mins. When he left I found I had a message from another fuckbud saying he wanted to play. He was over 30 minutes later and got all excited when I told him about my other fuckbud and his 2 loads. We played for 2 hours (with short breaks). Everything between a slow fuck and hard pounding. Two loads in my ass and I sucked a last one out him before he left. I had shot my load while he hammered his 2nd load in. Sore ass after that but what a great feeling! I skipped dinner after that 😉

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

Christmas Eve in a rest area off I90 in Wisconsin. I went up to see family. My pussy was hungry (as usual) and I was bred by a real nasty guy with a nice cock. It was cold so I was happy he came fast.

One of my pandemic tops just stopped by to put a little something in my Christmas stocking. I have been a good boy this year so imagine my joy at being fed his long, thick, veiny cock that I slurped vigorously, all while preparing my hole with my prostrate massager. He then mounted me doggy. My cunt was hot and slick and hungry for cock. We were both quiet for the first few minutes of the fuck as if we were meditating - me, thankful for his dick; perhaps he was grateful to have his cock buried in a hole on Christmas day. Eventually, he pumped me full of cum, showered and left quietly. Afterwards, I texted him merry christmas. Another of my pandemic tops just texted me. I told him what I had done so let's see if he shows up to mark his territory. 🐕🍆

Moderator's Note: "Race Play" is a thing. It's fine as a fantasy in fictional stories. It's NOT OK in real life unless both people are into it. FIRST TIME STORY. Its fiction so be kind in your critique. The nigger texted my dad. Jack make yourself free and give me a call. Jack excused himself, said he needed to run an errand and left his wife at the dinner table. A groveling masculine voice answered. The nigger told my dad, I know you can tell by voice I’m not some sissy white man, but a big dick nigger. I’m sending you a pic to your phone. Look at it. Any guesses what that is, yeah it’s my big dick breaching the hole of a hairy white man’s ass. Try and keep your dick in your pants, that poor white hole is your son’s. Yeah, I’ve been tracking him for a while. Knew he was the son of yours, knew you hated us niggers, thought nothing funnier that ruining his hole with nigger dick and knocking him up with so much nigger seed you’ll be having black grand babies for years. You should have told him that wearing tight wranglers only makes that fat ass he inherited from you even more tempting. Wasn’t’ hard to get a bunch of my buddies to want to fuck him after I showed them pics. Even more wanted to join after I told him his daddy was a nigger hating cop. Was easy to get him back to my basement. Dumb kid thinks with his dick, goes to the bookstore to get his dick sucked through the gloryholes once a week. He really should have made sure the door was locked. Was easy for Vince to get into the booth. Kids pants were already down to his boots, and ass exposed. Vince says he was shocked when he saw this rough faced black beast come into his booth. And even more shocked when he felt Vince lean into his back and force Josh’s cock deeper into the mouth on the other side of the gloryhole. Kid was distracted by the deep throating long enough to not notice Vince grabbing a shard form his pocket and see him spit on his finger. but he certainly didn’t miss that shard being shove roughly up his hole. Apparently dumb bitch tried to buck Vince away at that point. Once that shit was absorbed it was easy to manipulate him. Pulled his jeans back up and drove him in his pretty new truck back to my place. Whore was glassy eyed by the time we got him inside. Feeling so euphoric he didn’t question anything just followed 5 dark brothers into my dingy basement. He sat like a little obedient bitch on that ratty couch between two buddies. They just got smirks on their faces and ripped his shirt off, pulled his boots off, yanked his jeans off too. Kid must have a jock fetish cause he was wearing a grey jock. We did care about his dick so we left that on. I told my boys to put his cowboy boots back on him. I wanted to rest them on my shoulder next to my face. I wanted him to think of me every time he wore his boots, Think of the bull nigger that tore up his hole, raped him raw, breed him deep and knocked up him. You should have seen that pretty light hole swallow my cock. Ill give it to him he grunted and took the pain like a man. Once I had opened up him a little bit I grabbed my tina laced lube and coated my cock and plunged back into that bitch. I wanted him so high that he would associate new levels of pleasure with being filled by black cock. He took to his like fish to water the tina had him moaning in no time. Funny thing is your bitch son might be gay but he certainly doesn’t get fucked a lot, when I blew my charged up load into that hole and pulled out it was pink with blood. I literally tore him up. We all got a good laugh at that. My boys know I don’t shoot blanks, my loads been strong as shit ever since the meds got too expensive. After I dropped my nut it was a free for all. Nobody wasted their time with his mouth. All of us can get BJ anytime, we wanted some redneck ass. By the way, a good nigger always nuts in a hole, we spread our seed. Your boy took 12 loads last night. Now look closer at the pic. Notice how red and puffy that hole is, that’s what a bunch of big dicks will do over a few hours to a hole. We cunted your boy. Boy must be sore, and you must be eager to get us to stop using your son. Here is the deal. We know how much you hate niggers let alone fags, so you need to meet us at the preserve in 15 minutes. That is if you don’t want your cop buddies and fire department friends to see this shit. Don’t worry we won’t touch you, we just want to see your face as we defile your kid one last time.

A CUM-FILLED NIGHT AT SLAMMER Once or twice a month or so, I head on over to the Slammer sexclub in Los Angeles. Got a hankering for beefy masculine men? Like ‘em hairy? This is the place! Condoms are “encouraged” by the staff, but I don’t recall the last time I used them. A Saturday night here can be filled with cum and debauchery. There’s no shortage of men eager to fuck, get fucked, cum and get their holes filled with cum. And, with a look at the men there, there’s no doubt that the vast majority are spewing toxic seed. You know the look: lean, veiny, muscular with fat in just the right places to let you know they have the virus of life flowing through their veins. With any luck, I’ll get a few strains in my guts as well. On this particular Saturday night, I arrived a bit earlier than I usually do, shortly before 10 pm. It’s usually 11 or so when the action picks up, and the peak lasts until 2 am or so. As expected, it started out slow. I stripped down to my gym shorts with the band of my white Classic Bike #10 jockstrap hanging out the top. I headed on over to the gloryhole trough and found a couple of big daddy cocks worth sucking. One of the men had a thick cut cock with a huge ball sack, heavy with cum. I glanced at him, and pulled out my cock and started stroking my eight inches. That got his attention, and we made eye contact, as he walked up and stuck his big daddy dick through a hole. I took a hit of poppers and went to town. His thick cock filled my mouth to overflowing; I truly struggled with his girth, and took every pleasure in doing so! I rarely gag, but even his heft had me struggling. But repeated hits of poppers got me quite in the piggy mood, and I dug in my tongue into his piss slit, licking up every drop of precum I could. He brought his face to the hole, and stuck out his tongue, which I eagerly started sucking on, deepthroating his tongue just as I had been doing with his cock. We both took hits of poppers and passionately made out through the glory hole. After the intensity of the popper hit wore off, he asked to take me to a private booth, and I eagerly complied. We went to a booth that had a big bench for us to lay on. We quickly stripped off the little clothing we were wearing, so he was completely naked, except for boots and socks, and with me wearing nothing other than my shoes, socks and a jockstrap. ] We swapped a good deal of spit before he got me on my back and spread my legs, digging his tongue into my hairy fuckhole. He was an ass eater extraordinare! Clearly he loved to eat ass. He tongue-fucked my hole, loosening it up for what I hoped would be his cock. My cock was leaking a ton of poz precum, and he probably feared he was getting me too close, because he then came up and started making out with me. “Wanna get fucked?” he asked. “Please fuck me, fuck my poz fuckhole!” I breathed out. “You’re a pig, aren’t you? You’re a poz scumbag? You want me to recharge your hole, you pig?” Man, this guy knew exactly what got me off! “Please plow your cock into my ass and fill my hole with your toxic cum! Give me your strain!” With that, I took a hit of poppers as he lubed up my hole and his cock, and he plowed deep in me! Rarely has a cock filled me so full! Pleasure clearly won out over pain, and I was in pig heaven. His big hairy nut sack bounced against my ass as he plowed his big cock in and out of my hole. He occasionally spat in my mouth as well, interrupted only by groans from me, heavy breathing from both of us, and an occasional “pig” or “poz pig” or “toxic cum” from either or both of us. It was still early in the evening and I was hoping that all this talk wasn’t for show and that he would give me his load. And he didn’t disappoint. After about 15 minutes of him plowing my hole, he asked me: “Ready for my load?” “Give me your strain,” I grunted, taking a hit of poppers so he could really plow away. And plow away he did. Within a couple minutes, his cock was pumping gobs of charged cum deep into my guts. Naturally my hole savored every drop. His pace slowed, and after the intensity of his orgasm passed, he took a few more strokes in my ass before slowly withdrawing his cock. My hole was loose and sloppy, just the way I like it for a night of cum-filled debauchery ahead. I put my shorts back on and after exchanging pleasantries, we parted ways and I resumed walking the halls of The Slammer. The crowd was streaming in, and, considering scarcely 30 minutes had passed since I entered the place, there were still quite a few new faces. I had the feeling this would be a good night. I walked by the open sling, and there was an obviously old poz pig lying there, his skinny white ass in the air, ready for any cock. 'Ah, a vintage strain', I thought. I started making out with him, and this attracted other men to approach us and to run their hands over his body and mine. Another guy joined us in making out, and soon we were a swirl of three tongues, aggressively swapping spit amidst heavy breathing and groaning. The old guy in the sling whispered to me, “Fuck me.” I usually like to get a few loads in my ass before I top, but this guy was too hot for me to pass up. I approached his ass, and fingered him a bit. He was loose and wet! Mmmm, a cummy hole! I couldn’t resist! I took a few tentative licks at his hole, not knowing how clean he was, and I was delighted to find that this guy knew how to clean out! He ass started to give up some of his fresh-tasting cum in that hole, and I slurped away at his pig hole. After a few minutes of tongue-fucking his hole, I teased his hole with the head of my leaking cock, and then plowed my cock deep into his ass. What a loose hole he had, and my cock was covered with who knows how many loads. His hole started leaking some more, and I couldn’t resist but to get back down and dive in with my tongue. Fortunately his ass lips were so loose I could get in there quite deeply. Eventually I went back to fucking him some more, but didn’t take any hits of poppers (although he did). A hit would’ve sent me over the edge, and I wasn’t quite ready to give this guy my load yet. As I was fucking him, another dude approached me from the side and started manhandling my muscular chest. He was muscular, goateed, and looked to be in his mid-20s. He started making out with me as I plowed away at the older guy. Meanwhile, my wasted bottom pig was getting his mouth fucked by some monster dick as I continued to fuck his hole. The young bud said "I wanna fuck you." "Go ahead," I replied. The young guy whispered that he’d prefer me in a private room, but I told him that if he wanted to fuck me, he should stick his dick in me right now. He fingered my hole to get it ready for his cock, and I could feel my prior fuck’s cum leaking out. My newfound young friend didn’t even use any lube; he pulled out his cock from his jeans and started to fuck away at my hole while I continued to fuck the old guy. Once again I was in pig heaven. Sweet. It was only a few minutes before he filled my hole with his cum. I was hoping he’d go a bit longer, but a load is a load. He gave me a nervous “thank you” and then put away his cock and pulled up his jeans and was on his way. I continued to fuck my older friend, and as I started to make out with him, he said to me: “I want your cum in me!” I told him I wasn’t ready yet, but that I’d give him some cum anyways. I pulled out of his ass, scooped up a bit of cum from my own hole, lubed up my cock with this cum, then plowed back in. I told him he had a mix of two more loads in his ass now, and that put a big smile on his face! After another five minutes of plowing his hole, I told him I needed to take a break. I honestly did. His loose sloppy hole had me quite close to cumming, and I wasn’t quite ready to breed a hole quite yet. I browsed the halls a bit more, and noted that the place was really filling up! Oh, there were so many men I wanted to breed and be bred by! Young guys, older men, beefy men, skinny men, poz men and men who wanted to be poz. So much masculinity and raw energy in that one area! I walked over to a pitch black room in back. It’s was spilling over with near-naked men. Honestly, you can’t see a foot in front of you, and can barely make out shadows. As I sorta pushed my way in, hand upon hand started running over me, feeling my chest, cupping my jockstrap pouch, grabbing my asscheeks. A few guys started to finger my hole as I tried to make my way in. Once in the thick of it, I felt my way to the bench and bent over, ready to take on whoever anonymous guy wanted to fuck me. They could barely see me, and I could barely see them. All the men around me only knew that I was a greedy fuckhole ready for cum. A guy started to finger my hole. Feeling it loose and wet, he took his cock and placed it right at my hole as I was taking a hit of poppers. As my high started to hit me, he slowly eased his bare dick in my hole. And it was a big one! Not huge, but thick. Slowly, he started pistoning in and out. With my popper high peaking, I started to back my ass up on his cock aggressively to let him know I was ready for a pounding. And pound away he did! It was a few minutes before I felt him let out a loud groan as he unloaded his cock in my ass. Soon, another guy replaced his cock. And then another. Not all the men came, but most did, and I had cum leaking down my leg. I think I took about 5-7 more loads, but honestly, I lost count. As I tried to extricate myself from the room, the bottom next to me grabbed on and followed me out. As we entered the hallway, he said hi and said he was jealous of the all cock I got in me. He asked me how many loads I had and I answered “about 10”. He told me he had 6 and was aiming for 20. “You’re just my type of pig.” He was young, maybe mid-20s, but a seasoned bottom. As he turned around and walked ahead of me, I saw what I love to see: a biohazard tatt on his lower back. I grabbed his ass as we continued to walk, and told him I wanted to load him up. I usually give two loads on an average night, and this poz pig was one I wanted to recharge! I led him to the sling, and he jumped right in like a pro. I started to finger his ass and found some cum leaking out. Not one to let cum go to waste, I started to lick his hole and slurped up the cum as it leaked out. I swallowed some, but then took a nice mouthful back up to him as we shared the loads, swapping spit and cum back and forth, our tongues wrestling inside each other’s mouths. As we snowballed, I placed my cock at his hole and pulled out my poppers, offered him a hit, which he gladly accepted, and I took a hit as well as I slowly fucked his ass, picking-up my pace, knowing that I wouldn’t last long anyway the cumsloppy mess that was his hole, and I asked him if he wanted my charged load. “Fuckin’ recharge my ass, man!” he urged, and with those words, I started coating his insides with my poz cum. I came for what felt like forever, and he loved it. As I came off my climax, I made out with him for a few more minutes as one guy right next to me started to scoop up the cum leaking from my buddy’s ass and started to massage it into my hole. Does that mean I was just instantly bred by six more loads?! Yup, pig heaven. With that load, I decided to end the night. I hate being one of the desperate bottom whores left at the end of the night, who are eager for a load but end up laying in the sling at the end of the night without any takers. I decided to leave on a high note. So, with who knows how many loads in my ass and strains of HIV being absorbed through my guts, I decided to head back home.

I know this isn't for everyone, but I wanted to share a bit for those interested. A few years back I was in Phoenix for work. I got to my hotel about 4am nd was really horny. I got on A4A and found a guy a few miles away going for a bike ride. He hit me up and said he would ride over if I would bottom. I hopped in the shower, quick water bottle douch, and was ready. It was a dark room no names hook up. He was very hung and uncut. He wanted me to deepthroat him but he was just too big. Eventually he put on condom and fucked me and left. About a year later I was back for work and I see his profile again. I hit him up and he says he is going on a ride with friends so I would have to make it worth his time. He tells me he is into cnc forced play. So I agree he can be rough and do what he wants. I was really turned on by the idea. I cracked the door and just got in bed and waited. The whole time my mind is on anal. When he got to the room he pulled me out of the bed and started trying to throat fuck me. He gave us both lots of hits of poppers and finally got tht cock down my throat. Finally he bent me over and shoved it in so hard and fast it hurt. He lasted about 10 pumps dumped his load and left. So a few weeks later I share that story with a girl thats a good friend. She puts me in touch with a girl that organizes CNC rape play for girls. After a few chats she agreed to help me set up a group for guys in Phx. I messaged the guy on A4A and asked for a lunch date. I told him about what I wanted to do and he agreed to be a part of the group. He found another top guy and we had our first rape date. It was pretty simple they fucked me in a motel in phx. Now our group has 4 "rapists" and we take on new bottoms all the time. We have a 5 page application with a legal waiver. I screen every bottom before we play. We really try to cater to the bottoms fetish, but also push his comfort zone. We had one guy who wanted to be zip tied and raped. We had him show up at an ols farm and 2 tops used about 50 zip ties on his whole body before they raped his ass and left. So any guys interested around phx let me know. We are very safe and everyone gets introduced a few times before we play. This weekend we are having a group meet and greet in Mesa. There will be lots of playing but no new guys will be involved in the rough play.

After months of this lockdown I decided my hole had waited long enough so hot myself ready got the tube arrived on the heath at 9.30pm few guy's in the bushes on the jack straw entrance but I knew the area I wanted. Made my way down the path few guy's stood around carried on down the path my hole twitching in anticipation of the random guys I was hoping to take. Finally made it to the fuck tree I wanted to be there early coz most subs seem to not wanna share it. Nobody bent over about 8 guy's around the area I found my spot dropped my joggers revealing my hungry lubed jocked hole and put my head down. Few minutes later I hear footsteps coming towards me I push my ass out making then know its there for the taking then felt one hand on my cheek and one on my neck as I spread my legs I realised it was 2 guy's they guided me down to their cocks for me to suck which I hungrily did taking turns on them feeling them harden eventually one lifted me up keeping my head down sucking his mate the guy behind me started slapping his hard cock against my hole I again pushed out he put the tip in then pulled out continuously slapping his meat on my hole I then felt him again at the entrance and then wow he plunged deep I had to take a breath but my hole soon opened up and he began a rhythm of pulling almost out then diving straight in. I noticed a crowd had gathered around watching the guy in be began to get into pace think he enjoyed the watchers he began to go faster and deeper then with one last push I felt what I'd been craving several squirts of hot man seed. He stayed in me for a while and his mate moved from my mouth then the guy in me pulled out and immediately his mare went straight in while the guy who just bred me began fucking my throat his seed tasted great. His mate didn't last much longer before I felt him unloading announcing it to the watchers soon as he pulled out I dropped to my knees sucking his cock which was covered in seed I cleaned it completely the taste of him and his mates seed was awesome they then walked off without a word being said. I got myself back over the tree and within seconds another raw cock was in adding his seed soon as be finished another raw cock and load was in me. Took 7 loads one after the other at the tree I then got up for a walk around I went to the dark area with the other logs some leather daddy was hanging around but nobody else was I decided ano load won't hurt so I chose the first log and dropped my joggers before I got there so he could see I then bent over the log didn't take long to come over started with verbal calling me a dirty slut saying I was a good cum dump taking those guy's at the tree and did I want daddy's dna his special seed I whispered breed me daddy he told me to worship daddy's meat which I did I was so excited about 9.5 inches and very thick best thing he was pierced either 8 or 10mm pa I hungrily deep throated him feeling the metal on my teeth he then told me to show him my ass but he called it cunt Feeling the thick metal against my ring drove me wild he said you ready for daddy I told him I was a d he glided inside quite easily but I think the seed at the tree helped that I felt my hole opening up he was still giving me verbal calling me a whore cheap slut daddy's whore daddys spunk dump He quickened his pace and whispered you want daddy's dna I nodded with another mighty push he went balls deep held onto my hips and said hope your neg boi take coz daddy's not with that he began pumping his seed inside me telling me to take daddy's gift daddys toxic seed once he finished he told me to thank daddy for his gift and now clean his cock tasting all those loads and his made me almost shoot myself after cleaning him he thanked me and walked into the darkness. I then decided on a break so his seed could absorb inside me had about 45 mins by the benches before heading back I spotted a guy wanking his cock I gave him the sign looking a d licking my lips he came over and I got straight to work on him he held my head didn't want to fuck continued sucking him until he blew his load straight down my throat I took the lot and sucked him dry. My hole was hungry again now so checked to see how loose it was dabbled a bit more lube being careful not yo disturb the seed absorbing when I got back no one around the fuck tree so went to the other logs took another 4 guy's at different logs. Noticed a chav at the fuck tree so I decided to go bend over it again quite fit he was he moved over and got his already rock solid cock out and went straight inside he spunked in me after about 5 mins he then wanted to kiss don't normally do but he was young and sexy and he had just given me his seed so I did. Was now 6am went back through the bushes noticed a big black guy instant hole twitching few others around just stand there I took the plunge and went over to him he unzipped his jeans to reveal a huge bulge in a Jock he got my face in it and I savoured the smell and taste his cock was out at the side so I began to lick he whipped it out and roughly fucked my throat he then pulled me up yanked my joggers down and started to tongue fuck my hole tried to stop him going to deep I was still absorbing seed but didn't work much he got up asking me if I wanted him I told him yeah and with gentle easing he eased himself in once in her began with the hip movement making sure I got his entire length in me after about 30 mins I could feel him breath heavily and began to fill me with his seed. After this had 2 more fucks nothing special but raw now getting to 8am time to go nobody was around now made my way back up towards Jack straw's a guy was loitering around the bin I went over to feel his bulge then he got it out and I sucked him dry he shot a very tasty load. I was getting ready to go but he bent over the bin I rarely fuck but was extremely horned with the seed I'd taken. I stopped and went back feeling his hole fingerings it abs it was very wet I licked my finger and noticed it was spunk in him asked how many loads he had taken he said 5 my cock was now solid I spread his cheeks and saw amounts of thick cum inside him I got down and got my tongue straight in tasting the multiple loads he's taken he then began to push it out and I got a really good full mouth of the seed he'd taken I then thought I needed to unload got my cock out went straight inside him no messing fucked him as hard as I could wondering if he was toxic if I'd swollowed toxic seed or eaten abf from his hole with that I pumped a huge load in him fucked him a bit longer pulled out and walked off was gonna get him to clean my cock but wanted his ass juices and any seed left on it. With that I made my way back to the tube. I go weekly and always been satisfied. If any tops wanna breed there message me or any other subs wanna team up for tag fucking as I really enjoy that I’m interested

I am not aware of a single transperson who has such goals as the principal reason for their transition. I think you might be confusing your bigoted imaginary perceptions as reality.

The pozing party went off extremely well. There were more tops than anticipated and Jack was able to get a couple of recharge loads. Apparently there had been more than enough toxic cum to go around as all three chasers tested Poz within a month after the party. Jack and Stu had a great Sunday morning brunch together but had no chance to fit in what they had started the night before because Jack had a midafternoon flight. They promised to stay in touch and meet up again in 5 months time. Thus started a new tradition in their 18 year relationship. They met up in Vegas. Their flights arrived with in about a half hour of each other so they shared a cab to their hotel. It was all they could do to keep from rapping each other in the cab. By the grin on the cabbie he probably would have stopped the car and joined in. The bell hop who helped them with their bags was drop dead cute in his bum hugging uniform. They both ogled him all the way up in the elevator. When all three were in their room and the door closed Stu and Jack gave each other a knowing look and nod. Jack passionately kissed the young guy and Stu stepped in to join. But he stopped at the last second and offered the bell hop a generous tip saying "Maybe next time fella, I want this guy all to myself right now. " As the young man left Jack smiled at Stu, "I hear it's a blue moon tonight Stu. " Stu just raised his eyebrows which was the only go signal Jack needed. Clothes started flying and soon two beautiful naked bodies were entwined and crashing onto one of the king size beds. Jack was between Stu's legs instantly. Foreplay could wait for later in the weekend. Hasty spit for lube and Jack's raw cock was pushing into Stu's ass. Stu cried out in pain. When Jack asked if he should slow down or stop Stu grimaced, "No,fuck me Jack,fuck me hard. " Jack proceeded to piston like a racing steam engine and the moans from Stu made it clear he was lovin the ride. When it was clear to Jack he was getting close he looked deeply and questioningly into Stu's blue eyes. Stu's eyes twinkled back as he cried out, "breed me Jack, shoot inside, don't pull out!" These words were like a trigger and sent Jack over the edge shooting volley after volley splattering Stu's anal walls. This triggered Stu into a hands free orgasm with cum covering his face. Stu's anal orgasm kept Jack's cock shooting and shooting. Jack collapsed on top of Stu after a couple minutes of full body contractions. They both gasped and took a full five minutes to regain themselves after their orgasmic tsunami. When Jack rolled off to also lie on his back Stu spoke up. "I've been waiting so long to take your toxic load, that was amazing, the best sex I've ever had. You tore me up good to start, luved getting ripped apart, so vulnerable. Your's is the only toxic load I've ever experienced, utterly fantastic!" Jack propped himself up with an arm to look at Stu. "Toxic load? I'm not toxic. My doctor put me on meds two months ago. I'm undetectable. ... I didn't think you were chasing. " "I'm not" Stu quickly responded ."I just figure with my love of bareback I'm going to get knocked up sooner or later. May as well be sooner when I know whose babies I've taken on for life. "Fuck " said Jack, "I would have faught the doctor harder if I had known that. Damn. Sorry to disappoint you Stu. " "Oh, you didn't disappoint me Jack. I said it before and I'll say it again, that was the best fuck of my life. And I love having your load in my gut, even if not toxic. I'm going to leave it there all night. " They chose not to bother with clothes and order room service. Their bell hop delivered the meal. The food got good and cold as Stu bred the bell hop, as the bell hop bred Jack.

If there's more to come, then maybe these chapters are just a warm-up. Chem or not, none of them have been boring. I always enjoy reading about a previously straight, big-dicked masculine college jock getting bent over and turned into a bareback sub bitch.

Ageing myself here but; Chad Douglas.

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I think that WAS your dinner! 💦🐷💦

I hear that there are 5,000 trucks stopped at the UK border in Dover/Folkstone unable to cross... If it wasn't for Tier-4 lockdown it did occur to me it could be worth a trip to provide some Christmas relief... but the reality of truckers being stuck on an airfield for days without access to toilets or showers may not live up to the fantasy...

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.

My god, what a beautiful face!

I want to get everyone pregnant IRL, for now it's only posible with women and FTM

I held my sweaty son Kenny after taking his cherry, and shooting a toxic load into his ass. We laid there with my still hard cock inside him, holding that load in his ass. While that load was being absorbed by his body, I cuddled him. Kissing his ear, rubbing my hairy chest against his back, rubbing his lightly haired chest and tweeting one of his nipples now and again. My son smelled so good after sex. All sweat and cum, so sexy. I ran my hand down his hair trail from his chest to abs, and abs to cock. He was still very hard, with a wet cock head poking out of his foreskin. I held on to that cock and ran my thumb light over his piss hole that was poking out and the lips of his foreskin. Kenny just moaned, and wiggled his butt back against me. After the cuddling, I wanted the give Kenny the second part of his gift, even more I needed to. I brought my hand up his side, between his arm and hip, starting to left his arm, I had to get to the sweaty pit. As his arm lifted, I saw that lovely hairy wet pit appearing from behind. Such a beautiful pit, All that hair like me. I leaned in from the back and was drawn in by his smell. I licked that hair to the skin, what a taste my son had. “Oh fuck, Dad, I love having my pits licked.” I kept it up a minute, then licked and tickled with my tongue up to his ear. Lightly teasing his ear with the tip of my tongue, and nibbling on his lob. I whispered to his ear, as I moved my hand back down to his hard cock, “You ready for the second part of your birthday gift? I know part of you is.” i squeezed his cock and top of his balls as I said this, and pushed my hard dick that was still in his tight ass against his nut. “Oh, Dad, I love your dick in me.” “Well, I like having a cock in me too, and I need this hard 18 year old man dick in my ass.” I started to slide my hard dick out of my son, real slow. He was moaning lightly as my head popped out of his ass. Just the slightest amount of my jizz came out with my dick. His body did a good job of absorbing or pulling my cum deeper into him. I rolled over onto my back and immediately Kenny was on top of me raising my arms, and attacking my pits. Moaning and licking. Licking to my left nipple, and making his way to my right pit. “Holy fuck, someone is aggressive horny, aren’t they. Fuck bud, its so hot you sucking those nips and pits.” Kenny just moaned into mi right pit. “Dad, I’ve so wanted this. Fuck, I love these pits.” “Well, I know something that tastes as good, and its leaking some syrup just for you.” Kenny immediately started his way down my hairy body. When he got to my hard drooling cock, he wrapped his hand around it and lifted it so it was pointing up like a flag pole. He very slowly pulled my foreskin down, and then slide it up, forcing more toxic cock snot up and out of the shaft. “I’ve wanted to taste your cock for so long, Dad. Oh god, look at that precum.” Kenny’s tongue touched my leaking piss slit, and ran around the head. He pulled my skin up higher, and over his tongue, running his tongue around my head inside my foreskin. He then started to slowly go down my shaft, taking more and more into his mouth and towards his throat. I got feel him moaning as my cock went in further. Kenny came back up to the top of my cock. He started to lick his way down to my balls, tickling my balls with the tip of his tongue. I lifted my legs a little to give Kenny an idea of what I wanted. He got the idea real quick. Kenny moved his hands under my legs and lifted them raising my ass to the perfect rimming position. “Dad, look at your ass.” I reached around and held my legs where he had them for him. “Get in there buddy, rim your Dad’s ass. I’ve been longing for you to eat my ass.” Kenny leaned in and started licking around my hole. Very gently at first, but then getting more and more energetic. Kenny really centered on my pucker with his tongue tip. Pushing with his tongue, and spit. He reached in with a finger on each side of his tongue, and jiggled his fingers while slightly pulling to the sides. I felt him moaning against my ass as he started to get his tongue past my pucker. Fuck, my son can eat ass! Kenny had his tongue as far in my ass as he could get it, fucking me with his tongue. He then slide two fingers in me and pulled his fingers apart lightly stretching my hole, and shoving in some spit. Suddenly I felt a finger sliding all the way in, and bump my prostate. He slowly massaged my prostate with his finger. Oh fuck, my son the virgin to men knows exactly how to drive a guy nuts. “Fuck Kenny, you’re driving me nuts. Shit if you rub my nut too much longer and spew. Shit, look at how much you have my dick drooling. Get the big cock of your’s in me. Now.” Kenny got up from my ass, and leaning into my crotch, and began lapping up all the toxic precum that pooled into my pubic hair and in my foreskin. “Um, Dad, your precum is so sweet. Mine will be like your’s soon I think.” “It may be like mine, if the first part of my gift takes, maybe this second part will also help. Now get up here and give me the rest of your virginity. I need that cock of yours as much as you needed mine.” Kenny climbed up, and started kissing me hard, his tongue shoved in my mouth. I felt his cock rubbing against my hole. I heard him grabbing the treated lube and popping it open. “Fuck Dad, I need to be in you.” He squirted some lube into my hole and around, then spread it on his cock. I grabbed his lubed cock and guided him to paradise. I felt his head at my winking hole, and then felt it slowly going in. “Ooooh god, you’re so warm inside, of fuck, I can feel your ass grabbing my cock.” “Give me that cock buddy. Slide it all the way balls deep. Give it to me son.” Kenny bottomed out, balls deep in is Father’s ass. He was feeling the furnace of his Father’s ass surrounding his cock. He began humping his cock back and forth, feeling the silky smooth walls griping him. “Oh shit, Dad, my cock is already wanting to shoot. Oh Fuck.” Kenny started fucking his Dad harder. “That’s it buddy, give me that cock harder, I love it. Give me your last neg load, shoot it in me.” “Oh, oh, Daddy, I’m coming, oh shit, I’ve not felt it like this. Oh Daddy, I’m going to shoot in you.” Kenny began shooting a huge load in his Dad, filling his Dad’s ass, some leaking out around his cock. Kenny leaned in and deeply kissed his Dad. “Fuck, your ass is feels so good around my cock. I don’t want to take it out. Love you Dad.” “So which do you like more, getting fucked or fucking?” “I love it all. My ass still has that itch inside. I’m going to need to be fucked again soon.” “Well buddy, I do have a plan for a third part of your birthday, if you would like.”

Part 2: Hey, wanna get aids? I've had a hard time trying to explain this next part. It's all kinda messed up in my head, still. It's so irrational. But, I'll try to make it make some sense. I took up Sean on his invitation to his place. Honestly, I almost turned around a few times. I was kinda shocked that I ended up there. We made some small talk, and Sean offered me a drink. That helped calm me down some. And then he just told me I should go to his bedroom and undress and lie down on my stomach. I don't know why, but it all seemed so normal. I couldn't get his warning out of my head .. he was going to give me aids. Yet, somehow I walked back to his bedroom and was surprised that I already had a hard-on. As I lied down on his bed, the satin sheets felt amazing against my cock. For a moment, I worried I might get pre-cum on his sheets then kinda laughed to myself that I would worry about such a thing in this situation. I didn't hear him come in. I just felt a hand on the back of my thigh. When I turned my head to get a look, there was his body looking even better than his pictures. His cock seemed even bigger somehow as it bent upward. It was shiny and you could say radiant. Before I knew it, he was on top of me, and I quickly found his dick probing around my hole. I felt unexpectedly wet. Then, I realized he must have already lubed himself while I waited for him. He leaned into my ear and asked, "Why are you here?" And for some reason, I drew a blank. I didn't know what to say right away. He was prodding around my hole, and it was very distracting and arousing. And, then, I remembered why. I softly answered, "I wanna get aids." Say it again, he said and then licked the inside of my ear. "I wanna get aids" I said a little louder. That's when I felt him start to make entry. I'm a decent bottom, but he felt much thicker than I imagined. It burned for a moment, then he pulled out, and gently pushed in the tip, this time having acquired more lube. My mind raced. What was I doing?! When he spoke, I felt more at ease, oddly enough. "You're gonne get aids," he said as he dipped his thick head deeper into me. I gasped for breath. The shock of my willingness and the quick entry both startled me. I squirmed a little bit as my ass was slowly stretched and I felt his length pry into me. "Say it," Sean prompted me. I didn't hesitate this time and managed to say more loudly, "I wanna get aids." He retracted his cock a bit, and slid it in a bit deeper. "Say it again," he said. The feeling was indescribable. I was terrified and turned on at the same time. I never felt so conflicted, but never so horny either. This time, I blurted it out "I wanna get aids!" Another tongue into my ear. His tongue violated my ear just as aggressively as his cock was violating my ass. I didn't need his prompt this time. "I wanna get aids!" I announced even louder to hear it over the slurping noise in my ear. Suddenly, his gentle thrusting picked up into a steady fucking. And it felt wonderful! And .. just full. I was full of cock! When I didn't think I could feel any better, he whispered into my ear, "I'm giving you aids." The feeling was too intense. I had to close my eyes. I almost thought I would shoot cum out my eyes if I didn't. I never been more turned on. "Oh Shit!" I started yelling when he picked up his pace. I was starting to lose control. My sanity disappeared altogether. All I knew how was that I wanted Sean to give me aids. And I couldn't stop asking for it. I don't know how many times I begged for it. "I want aids!! Give me aids!!!!" At this point, it all seemed perfectly normal. He was fucking me furiously. That's not the right word. He wasn't just fucking me, he was violently attacking my hole faster and harder than I had ever felt. He was grunting as he continue to pound me and assured me "yeah .. you're getting my fucking aids in you. You love my aids cock fucking your hole don't you?" he asked at some point. I remember screaming, "fuck yes! fuck yes! give me aids! please give me aids !!!" And then I felt it. The pumping, the balls deep thrusts that hit places inside me I never know I had. "Here it comes!" he exclaimed. And then I felt the wetness, the spasms of his cock inside me. I involuntarily started to cum into the satin sheets beneath me too. As I began to orgasm, a flash of reality hit me. Mid-orgasm, I realized "I'm getting aids ..." I felt a wave of panic overcome me. He kept pounding me deeply and my ass felt squishy. I don't know how it happened, but the terror I felt was folded into my orgasm and I ended up howling "Fuck yes! want aids!!!" And then I must have cum buckets. The satin sheets underneath me felt entirely drenched. I still felt Sean inside me with occasional pumping sensations. And I didn't want him to pull out. To this day, I still don't know why I did that.

Clay sipped his half pint of lager as he stood on the mezzanine level overlooking the ground floor of the newly refurbished bar. He still didn't like what they had done to the place as it was now all modern and sleek and totally out of character to how it use to be when it was just a sleazy pub on the corner of a street in Earls Court. At 22 Clay was not the type of young lad who could stop traffic, he was okay looking and definitely not a kick out of bed person. He stood at average height of 5 feet 7 inches with a medium build that muscular but not defined, he certainly looked as though he could rugby tackle you to the ground. In fact Clay was just your stereotypical young gay lad who was pretty normal, from the looker on aspect you would never know he was gay. He looked around again at his surroundings with sadness at what they had done to the place. His housemate and he would come to the pub a couple of times a week to enjoy a drink and people watch as it was one of London's notorious locations. Clay never picked up guys from here as they were mostly older clientele, well when your only 22 years old anything over 30 seemed older to those who had not experienced what came with age. He smiled to himself watching guys who were so obviously giving the eye to other guys as they would casually walk by, hopping they could pick a trick up for the night. Clay jumped as Kit tapped him on the shoulder "Your going to fall if you lean any further out". "Kit don't make me jump like that. Just watching the men trying to pick up guys" he replied. Kit leaned over and laughed "Yeah funny you can see everything now, here got you another drink". Clay took the glass and downed his nearly empty glass in his other hand "Thanks". Clay and Kit had become friends over the last couple of months after they met purely by accident on an internet chat room, it turned out that Kit only lived just under a mile away from Clay. It was only the third time they had actually met and it was purely on a social basis that they would hop on a bus over to Earls Court for drink then home again. Kit sported a zero crop and at 32 he was ten years older than Clay, he stood 5 feet 8 inches with a trim build and pretty attractive to the type of men he liked to play with. Kit was diagnosed with hiv several months ago and from the outset had been pretty open with Clay about it and how he thought it happened, he would often regal how the one night with the man who fucked him like a rag doll over and over for several hours, depositing countless loads in his ravaged arse. Kit would often laugh about how hot the sex was with this man, who would often brag that during his escorting he had fucked over 1000 men bareback and never failed to deliver at least 3 loads to each of them. But Kit was mindful never to reveal to much about him, Clay didn't ask nor was he interested as he liked his casual pub buddy friendship with Kit. For Clay sex was safe and controlled with no wild abandonment, he had only been sexually active for 3 years, he thought sex with men was just about bending over and getting fucked, a kiss on the cheek and then they would depart. There had been a few evenings where Clay had imagined himself laying in bed getting fucked senseless like Kit often described as he masturbated at the same time. Clay's attention was drawn to the older man walking up the spiral staircase to mezzanine level where they stood, inwardly he chuckled to himself at the 70's moustache that adorned his upper lip, the leather jacket, white t-shirt and chaps over his denim jeans. Clays eyes were focused on him as there was something about him, was it an air of dignity and self confidence that he exuded. He looked a little out of place and was making a bee line in their direction, Clay could make out that he was skinny, probably too skinny but he fitted his clothes well. He was not unattractive and at six foot he towered over them both and Clay guessed he must have been at least 50 years old, but then again he was not the best at determining peoples age. Kit noticed that Clay was looking to his left and stood up straight at the sight of the strange man approaching. "Hello Jurgen, don't often see you in this neck of the woods" Kit said and smiled almost licking his lips. Jurgen nodded "Hello Kitty, I come to see what they had done to this place" he replied in a heavy German accent. "Am I interrupting you Kitty?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay. Kit looked at Clay "No Jurgen this is Clay, he lives near me in Battersea". Jurgen held out his hand "Hello Clay nice to meet you". Clay took his hand which was stronger than his build lead you to believe "Hi Jurgen nice to meet you to". "Can I get you both a drink?" Jurgen asked. Kit nodded asking for a pint of lager whilst Clay replied he was okay for the moment. Jurgen turned and went down the stairs, Clay watched him carefully unsure what to make of him when he realised Jurgen caught his gaze and smiled back at him causing Clay to feel uneasy but noticed. Clay watched as Jurgen made his way to the bar, the bartender put the pint of lager on the counter and Clay turned to talk to Kit. Jurgen slipped a tiny tablet in to the drink, he stood at the bar waiting for a few minutes to let it dissolve before making his way back to where they stood. The bar was getting busy considering it was still only 7pm, Kit had become like a little child with a spring in his step, something Clay thought was to do with Jurgen. He wondered if Jurgen was the man who Kit often referred to, he mused for a few moments until Jurgen arrived and handed the drink to Kit. Jurgen smiled at Clay as Kit was drinking his third pint, Clay had never seen him drink like this before, he was only halfway through the pint when he started to slur his words. Clay chatted away with Jurgen and was much more at ease, he kept one eye on Kit who was now besotted and holding Jurgen's arm. Clay found Jurgen to be highly intellectual and engaging to a point of being mesmerising. Kit went to in to kiss Jurgen but he slipped to the side and hugged him instead. "Are you alright Kit?" Clay asked as Kit started to fumble around. Kit had a slightly glazed look "I think I have drunk to much". Clay shook his head "Come on lets get you home". Jurgen held kit up "I have a car around the corner I will drive you both home" he said looking at Clay. "Oh, are you sure Jurgen?" Clay replied grabbing Kit's other arm. "Yes of course" Jurgen replied smiling at Clay "It's on my way to Brixton and I can drop you off as well". They laid Kit on the back seat who was mumbling and not making and sense, Clay climbed in the passenger seat next to Jurgen and they headed over the Thames to Battersea. Clay kept checking on Kit as he was now slightly concerned by his dramatic fall from grace whilst he and Jurgen made small talk. Clay unlocked the front door and then helped Jurgen carry Kit to his bedroom and lay him on the bed. Clay placed Kit's keys on the bedside table with his phone and followed Jurgen back to the car and resumed his seat next to him. "Do you think he will be alright?" Clay looked at Jurgen who was entering the postcode in the Sat Nav for Clay's house. Jurgen smiled whilst watching the road "I'm sure he is drunk, he will be fine in a few hours". "I guess so. So how do you know Kit?" Clay asked out of interest. Jurgen smiled "Off the internet, we met one night and I changed his life forever and how he looks at sex". Clay giggled "Are you that good then?", Jurgen glanced and smirked. "Kitty had a full night of me fucking him relentless, but if I am any good only you could tell" he responded. Clay frowned a little "I think not" pondering what Jurgen said "How did you change his look on sex?". Jurgen smiled "I set him free of his inhibitions by giving him my gift". The naive Clay shook his head "Your gift, what is that?". Jurgen chuckled and patted Clay's knee "My gift is only given to those who seek or throw caution to the wind". Clay looked out of the window "I don't get it, your not making any sense to me". Jurgen glanced at him "I have given my gift and converted many a man, but none as young as you". "Many men?" Clay replied. Jurgen smirked "Many men pay hundreds of pounds to enjoy sex with me". Clay's mouth fell open "Are you an escort then?" "Yes, I am quite a well known international escort and master of a stable" he said casually. Clay looked at him "Sorry, master of a stable?". Jurgen laughed "I have slaves for sex some pay and those devoted don't pay". Clay shook his head "I am not really up on all the stranger things in sex". Jurgen glanced over at Clay "You have a boyfriend?". "No, not yet, I do want to find one but most of them fuck and then leave" he replied lowering his head. The car pulled up outside the house "Thank you for the lift home Jurgen" Clay said as he opened the car door. "Are you not going to invite me in for coffee, it is still only 8pm?" Jurgen asked looking at Clay. "Oh err" he paused unsure if this was wise but in a slip of the moment "Okay" he said "But just coffee". Jurgen sat at the kitchen table whilst Clay put on some coffee to brew, they talked about Jurgen's travels and the places he had seen. Clay stood by the coffee machine and looked at Jurgen. "Why do you call Kit Kitty?" Clay asked not knowing what to expect for an answer. Jurgen laughed "He is my pussy when I need to release some tension and breed him". Clay looked on curiously "Breed him, doesn't that mean without a condom?". "Yes, condoms are no good when you want to have real sex, you need to feel everything" Jurgen replied as he stood up. Clay laughed but didn't then without thinking he spoke "So did you give Kit HIV?". Jurgen smirked at Clay "Oh yes the night I fucked him relentlessly for hours". Clay watched as Jurgen took off his leather jacket and saw the veiny arms, he was skinny but he was also packing a defined toned body and sporting tattoos on his upper arm that he couldn't quite make out. Clay felt embarrassed as he realised his cock was hardening and this didn't go unnoticed by Jurgen. "You are very naive about a lot of things aren't you?" Jurgen asked catching Clay off guard. Clay looked as Jurgen stroked his moustache "Well I suppose I am, but I am in no hurry to explore". Jurgen smiled "So have you ever made love with another man?". Clay looked curiously at him "I have kissed and fucked with a few men". Jurgen shook his head "No, have you ever made love, proper love with several hours of intimacy together?". "Well no, I thought it was just fuck, kiss and goodbye" Clay replied retrieving the cups from the cupboard. Jurgen shook his head again "When you make love you will know, you get lost in each other". "Lost in each other?" Clay replied and noticed that Jurgen was walking towards him. "You become very intimate and erotic whilst enjoying such an amazing experience" he replied touching Clay's arm. Clay caught his breath "Do you have milk and sugar in your coffee?". Jurgen put his arm around Clay "No milk and no sugar, I like it hot and strong". Clay stopped what he was doing in case he spilt the coffee, the arm around his chest stroked him lightly through the flimsy shirt whilst his cock stiffened in to full erection from the sensation he was feeling. Jurgen was slowly but carefully teasing and seducing Clay without him realising. Everyone Jurgen had sex with was around his age or slightly younger and he knew he wanted to taste this virile young lad and let him host his strain of the virus. Clay laughed "I would have to find someone and see for myself" bringing the subject back on course. Jurgen kissed his neck "If you was older I would help and teach you how to become a great lover". Clay smiled as a desire to have Jurgen make love to him took over "So am I to young to teach?". Jurgen turned Clay around to face him "No, but then I am probably to old for you, what are you 20?". Clay laughed "No I am 22, so how do I know you are as good as you say you are?". Jurgen laughed "Get older and maybe I will make love to you all night". "I don't have that many condoms" Clay chuckled. Jurgen smiled "You don't need condoms when making love Clay, love making should be done naturally". Clay was nibbling at the bait "I see how that makes sense" he replied completely ignoring the risk associated. Clay turned and poured the coffee handing the cup to Jurgen who took it and sat back down at the table. Conversation returned to general chit chat but Clay didn't think for one minute that he was hooked dangling like a fish. He carried the empty cups over to the kitchen sink, Jurgen stood and Clay heard him say that maybe they would meet again and have a drink sometime, as much as he was now craving the idea and experience of being made love to the risk was just to great but something inside was overriding the risk. Clay wasn't sure if he should shake hands or give him a hug so he held out his hand which Jurgen looked at for a moment. He approached Clay and pulled him in to a hug. Clay could not contain his cock as it went rigid at this man's touch, he could feel the bristle of the moustache against his neck as Jurgen kissed him tenderly and worked his way around Clay's chin. Jurgen held Clay in his arms, his face only inches away from Jurgen's, he could tell he was talking but he didn't hear a word. Clay was totally captivated by him and was secretly urging Jurgen to kiss him with abandonment. Clay inched his face closer, Jurgen looked Clay deep in the eyes and moved his mouth towards Clay's. It was a quick kiss on the lips that flashed through Clay's body like electricity, every nerve ending was heightened and the tingling ran had to toe, before he had time to think his mouth was open and Jurgen closed in quickly. He snapped his eyes open wide as his mouth was invaded by Jurgen's tongue, he tried to push and protest instinctively but before long his hand rested on Jurgen's shoulders as they kissed quietly. They kissed passionately for 5 minutes before Jurgen released his lips from Clay's, he said nothing but looked Clay in the eye keeping him close in a tight lovers embrace. "Can you, ahhm, will you, oh, do you" Clay couldn't get his words out. Jurgen smiled "Do you want to make love with me Clay?" he asked before kissing him on the mouth again. Clay could not protect himself any more and looked pleadingly at him "Yes I do Jurgen". Jurgen kissed him again "Shall we go somewhere more comfortable?". Clay nodded and lead the way to the bedroom in silence holding hands as Jurgen closed the door. Clay felt Jurgens arms wrap around him from behind and he started kissing Clay's neck whilst he crotch rubbed up against his arse, Jurgen caressed Clay's body and began removing his clothes. Before long they both stood naked and Clay could see the words 'Obey and Serve' tattooed on his inside thigh, above his left buttock he sported a tattoo of a bull with horns. Clay felt the pressure on his shoulders as he was pushed down to his knees until he was face to face with Jurgen's eight inch thick cock that was drooling precum. He moved his head closer and placed his lips around the cock head and gently sucked getting a mouth full of toxic precum as he did so, he cupped the heavy set of balls hanging between Jurgen's legs. From a distance he heard the words 'they are fully loaded', Jurgen had not ejaculated for a week and had a nice quantity of virus laden seed to sow and Clay was going to get it all. Clay's head was a mix of emotions and doubt, he stopped sucking and stood up instantly in the arms of Jurgen. Any doubt he had was gone the minute Jurgen clamped his mouth on Clay's and they began kissing with more passion. In the bedroom only the bedside table spot light was on casting a variety of shadows on the wall, Jurgen and Clay were locked together kissing, Clay felt his body being pushed back towards the bed. He knelt on the bed and began to shuffle back as Jurgen kept moving forward. Their kiss never broke as he felt himself being lowered on to the bed, his head on the pillow and his mouth attached to Jurgen's. Clay felt Jurgen's left leg push his own one apart as he laid on top in between Clay's legs. A natural instinct caused him to lift his legs over Jurgen's and his arms wrapped around the shoulders of the man laying on top kissing him, he was drunk on lust and lost in a world of passion that he had never before experienced. He no longer saw an older man, just a passionate love maker as Jurgen kissed Clay deeper and deeper. Sometime had passed and now he could feel Jurgen's legs pushing at his own causing them to lift up. Slowly Jurgen pulled his knees up and locked them either side of Clay's arse, Jurgen groaned in pleasure, he now had Clay in the perfect position to be bred. Raising his hips he allowed his cock to trace down the crack of Clay's arse depositing a slimy trail of precum in its's wake, Clay moaned and arched his back at the sensation. Jurgen positioned the head of his cock tight against Clay's hole, he proceeded to slowly wriggle his hips coating the hole with precum, every wriggle he pushed a little harder until the head of his cock popped through in to Clay's arse. Clay gripped Jurgen's shoulder and cried at the sudden rush of pain coursing though his arse and back, Jurgen began to kiss Clay's neck holding his position perfectly still for a moment before he gently applied more pressure, again Clay's back arched and he yelped a little louder in pain as another two inches of his lover's cock penetrated in to his body. His hole was being stretched apart, this was by far the biggest cock he had ever tried to take. Jurgen continued wriggling his hips with slow and small undulations until Clay relaxed. Jurgen kissed him deeply and glided his cock home, several times he saw Clay's eyes close and wince with pain but he was not about to let this one get away. Clay felt the coarseness of pubes tickling his arse until they were rubbing up against his now extended hole. Jurgen broke the kiss and looked him the eye stroking the side of his head as he began small gentle but rhythmic undulations of his hips pushing his cock deep in to Clay's arse, he was moaning loudly and gasping every time Jurgen bottomed out in him. Clay had never felt anything so wonderful yet painful on some level, he was relaxing the more Jurgen kissed as caressed him. Jurgen pushed his hips down hard and Clay cried in pain from the deep penetration of Jurgen's cock, a tear welled up in the corner of one eye, Clay clasped his hands around the neck of Jurgen looking him in the eye 'oh my god that's amazing'. Jurgen loomed closer and tenderly kissed him on the mouth, steadily his hips kept up a deep rhythm that drove the pleasure he felt beyond this world, his hands caressing Jurgen's back and his toes curled at the intensity and passion of a real man making love to him. Jurgen was in no rush to breed this young lad, he controlled the desire to shoot several times, his cock was constantly balls deep. An hour passed like five minutes to Clay and Jurgen seemed to want to go on for ages, his arse was beginning to ache from the continuous fucking. He felt Jurgen tighten his arm around the back of his neck as the rhythm increased in pace and intensity, Jurgen making deep low groans, his balls were beginning to tighten and he knew it was time to take this boy on a new journey. Jurgen raised his head and looked Clay in the eye smiling, Clay was struggling to cope with the hardness and speed of the fucking, he looked worryingly up at Jurgen who leaned in and gave him a comforting kiss. Panic came over Clay as he tried to push Jurgen off but he was rewarded with more passionate kisses with Jurgen telling him how good a lover he was making. Clay looked up in to Jurgen's eyes he was a good lover he thought to himself and strangely he became quiet and allowed Jurgen to continue, he pulled Jurgens head next to his and clasped on to him for dear life, he could do nothing but squeeze the word 'yes' out of him. His eyes opened wide as he felt Jurgen ram his hips down locking his cock deeper inside he grunted loudly and his body shuddered. Jurgen felt the abrupt rush of his pent up toxic seed, racing through his cock like twin rivers, turning with an acidic twist and a burning desire to breed but not slowing down. He grabbed hold of Clay's back, instinctually afraid he might leave him at the most crucial point. He could sense his pleasure passing through him almost unnoticed by Clay as he fixed his entire concentration on getting the job done. Clay moaned and his back arched supported by Jurgen's hand, he felt the blurry warmth of the climax and his legs wrapped around Jurgen holding him close against his own body. His eyes caught the dark shadows casted on the wall, their bodies entwinned and the unmistakable rapid up and down movement of Jurgen's arse as he pumped his potent seed in to Clay. He gasped at the shadow realising what he had done, his head awash with regret at what he had just done, he saw the shadow of Jurgen's arse grinding against his own. Clay had no time to gather his thoughts as Jurgen's mouth was locked on to his in an instance as they kissed with a new passion for each other. Jurgen's cock stayed hard and deep inside Clay, his hips gently ground against the freshly bred boy hole nursing the seed deeper in to Clay. For several hours the scenario was repeated until Jurgen rolled on his side after shooting his fifth load, Clay's legs were wrapped around Jurgen's waist and his cock was still buried deep up to his balls inside Clay, they kissed until they both fell asleep. Clay stirred as the sunlight hit his face, Jurgen tightened his arms around Clay and kissed him as he rolled him on to his back, the first thrust caused Clay to cry through the silence in the room, he pushed hard against Jurgen 'stop it fucking hurts' Jurgen pushed Clay's arms over his head and held them there. He prised Clay's mouth open slipping his tongue in and kissing him deeply, he stopped and looked Clay in the eye 'I own you and your arse' with that he rammed in several hard thrusts causing Clay to whimper and cry out. Jurgen's gaze was focused on Clay's eyes, his face only inches away, Clay looked back deep in to the eyes as if he could see Jurgen's soul, before he realised it he had lifted his head to kiss Jurgen grimacing through the painful love making until he felt the familiar warmth of Jurgen's climax firing in to this arse. For the first time in eight hours Jurgen finally pulled his cock out, Clay rolled on his side as the pain was unbearable. Jurgen sat on the side of the bed and began to get dressed, the pain in Clay's arse burning like the fires of hell. "I will let myself out" he said looking at Clay "By the way what we did last night was amazing". Clay didn't really know what to say "What do I do now?" Jurgen looked at him and smiled "Look forward to the next time, you are now my number one". "What do you mean?" Clay asked him. Jurgen smiled "I told you, I own your arse, your at my beck and call now". Clay laid there on the bed looking up at the ceiling, Jurgen leaned over and kissed him before telling him that he will come over next Friday to make love to him again. Clay just nodded and watched as he left, he fell asleep on his back and all he could see in his dreams was the shadow against the wall and the image of the arse pumping up and down that was breeding him. When he did wake later that afternoon the white sheet under his arse was stained red from the thick wads of cum that had seeped out and pooled there, Clay laid back on the bed and stroked his cock gently, he could only see Jurgen's face and the feeling of his cock inside him, his back arched up as he shot his seed over his chest and up along his face. His own seed causing more mess that Jurgen's, as he fingered his arse he looked at it coated with a pink thick strand, his seed stuck like glue to Clay's insides working it's magic, it would take the rest of the day until it stopped seeping out. His phone started ringing, he picked it up and glanced at the screen to see Kit was calling him, he muted it and set it down on the bedside table and fell asleep.

Fucked & bred on the balcony of a Chicago hi-rise hotel by another couple. Great views!!

Stu knocked three more loads into Jack that night. They really didn't talk until Stu served them a delicious brunch in bed. "So how long have you been Poz?" Jack asked. "Oh, I'm not Poz." Stu responded. "Um, I just thought because of your friends ... I assumed ... so you aren't going to the party tonight?" "Nope " Stu responded. "I know all about it. I assumed that's why you were in town this weekend, especially hanging with my friends. I figured there was a small chance you were here as a chaser but was pretty sure from what I had seen of your open hole policy that you came as a gifter. " "Open hole policy " Jack repeated, "I like that." and they both laughed. "Do you ever bottom?" Jack asked. Stu gave a shy smile, "Once in a blue moon. " Jack grabbed his BlackBerry and pretended to do some research. Turning to take Stu's face in his hands he said, "My oh my ,this just happens to be a blue moon weekend " and he winked. Stu leaned into the deep passionate kiss. They were both sporting raging hardons again and Jack maneuvered between Stu's legs. He began by offering a top notch blow job and traveled on down to give a first class rimming. With Stu's ass nicely open he moved up to tease Stu's hole with his naked cock. "I'm not clean " Stu smiled. "I don't care " Jack smiled back. Jack had the tip in when he changed his mind and reluctantly pulled out. Stu sighed with disappointment and asked what was wrong. "I just remembered I promised my toxic load to the three chasers at the party tonight. I haven't cum for a week. I so want to fuck and breed your negative ass right now, but, I'm a man of my word. Might you take a rain cheque?" Stu smiled and high fived Jack. "What do you say we put on some clothes and I give you a walking tour of historic Boston?"

Couldn't have said it any better myself

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Having been sick with full blown AIDS, I never want to be that sick and struggling for air again, I think I will take the shot if my HIV guy thinks it's the way to go. I have to admit if I was younger I might be less likely to do it, just my opinions

Need to make friends with more sluts proud of their asscunts like this lmao

Great story, can’t wait to hear the next chapters where the daddy leads the son into the world wild chem sex. Thanks for writing this FFantastic story.

Having someone injected hormones into their body is not something I would call "natural". Hormones and other substances are banned in sports because you are no longer competing with the "natural" ability. In the case of homosexuality calling it unnatural was not appropriate because no hormones or other drugs were required. Just start fucking!

I work in the healthcare field and absolutely will, especially as i will be giving many of them. Plus, I want to hit the sex resorts (i need a month at one) and sex clubs for the levels of fucking and fisting I am used to getting.

Love to be bred by a man like this!

Crystal and I didn't fit in in our hometown of 3400 in west texas. She was chubby and awkward and really into invader zim for some reason. I was gangly and nerdy and could not relate to my peers in the least. It was less that we gravitated to one another than we were forced into a corner together. But we made the best of it lol. We commiserated and, even though we didn't really have much else in common, we were certainly horny enough to fuck each other and coupled up. In the 11th grade, we made a pact that we'd move to houston as soon as we graduated. Both of us dutifully saved as much as we could from our minimum wage jobs. We got out of there the day after graduation and got a crappy place near a bus line in the Montrose section. Our new landlord seemed charmed by use, and suitably impressed by how much we'd saved as high schoolers. Extracting much of that, we paid first and last and a deposit. Whatever. We were thrilled to be here and hit the classifieds, Craigslist, etc. I wanted an office job and applied far and wide. I didn't get much of a response, 18 and having only fast food experience. But got a few interviews and as luck would have it, I found a position just a couple miles from our new place. I could bike there! I was to be a secretary and assistant for this guy who was an independent investment advisor, Chuck --. He was middle aged and also from a small town. He said there was a good chance I wouldn't work out but was willing to take a chance. That plus $15/hr (!!) sounded good to me. The gig seemed pretty great. I say in the small reception of the office, answered phones and ran small errands (in the boss's bwm!). Overall he didn't seem too busy, and I was often left to kill time (at $15/hr!!). One day it was past noon and he wasn't in yet. I was bored and went into his office. I told myself I would straighten up but really I wanted to snoop. Everything was very orderly. I snuck a look into his desk drawers but only saw the expected office supplies. I walked over to his TV stand and popped open the doors. I pulled out a drawer and whoah! It was full of gay vhs movies. My cock got immediately hard. Was I gay? I pulled out a tape--the bigger the better?--and put it in the player. I couldn't believe what I saw. I pulled out my dick and jerked a huge load onto my hand and the floor, but I kept watching, rapt. This was so much hotter than anything I'd done with crystal. I got hard again and was close to coming when the office door opened. Fuck! Chuck walked in, took a deep breath, laughed and said, I thought you were a fag too. I couldn't process what was happening. He strode over and pushed me against his desk. Then he pulled down my pants and underwear and flipped me over so I was grabbing his desk. He pulled lube from a drawer I didn't check and squirted some in my butt. He slid in me quickly. It was amazing and painful and confusing. "Fuck you're tight. Are you a virgin?" "No!" I said, like a lunatic, misunderstanding the question. "I've been having sex for 2 years." He thrust in me deep calling me a slut as he came. He stayed in deep while the rest of his cum dribbled into my hole. He squeezed his softening cock up from the base and withdrew from my now sore hole. He gave me a kind of pep talk, saying that the sex was amazing and that I should come to terms with my sexuality sooner rather than later. I burst into tears lol. He helped me calm down and then took me upstairs where there was an apartment with a shower and I got cleaned up, using finger to pull as much cum as I could from my asshole. I dressed in my work outfit of dockers and an old navy button down. I came out to find Chuck and 2 other guys naked and watching porn. The others were mid 40s like Chuck but rougher looking, kinda like bikers. Chuck looked at his watch and said "2:30? Not quitting time yet. Come here." I protested but weakly. Soon I was naked with a finger in my cummy asshole. Chuck held a bottle of what I later learned were poppers in front of my nose and told me to inhale. As I did I was penetrated by one of the strangers. What the fuck was I doing? In the half hour that followed I had anal sex with all three men and each of them ejaculated in me. **** I headed home and took the longest shower of my life. Crystal and I had a terrible conversation and I guess she'd internalized more homophobia then I realized. Everything I told her was on Facebook by morning. Before long, i was trading Chuck sex for a place to stay...

He pulled his shirt off and dropped his pants as the guy stepped away from my worn out cunt. “Fuck pig, you ready for another cock already?” “Yes Sir!” “I had his hole earlier, before he got caged up and wrecked, I had to come back and try out the cunt now.” “It’s fucking beautiful man.” “Fuck yes,” Matt, already hard stepped up between my legs and slid inside me. I groaned. It was so much hotter this time looking into his eyes, knowing that my friend now knew what a whore I was and wanted to breed me again. He bottomed out no problem and gave me a quick unexpected kiss before he started to fuck me. The blonde hadn’t left, he moved over to my head and started to slap his dick on my lips. I put my hands behind my head, and opened me mouth. I tasted my cunt on his dick, I tasted his load. It was delicious. Matt lent forward and kissed me around the cock in my mouth. He groaned. “Your cunt tastes so fucking good on his dick.” “You like the taste of my load boy?” The blonde asked Matt. “Fuck yeah I do.” “Suck it off my dick then,” he moved so that he was kneeling higher and Matt could get his dick completely in his mouth. It was so hot watching Matt swallow the fat cock that had just bred me. Matt, who until a few hours ago I had thought of as a rather straight-laced guy, was a fucking pig. It also turned me on seeing the guy who was breeding me service someone else, cementing my place in the world. “Good job boy, get my dick nice and wet.” Matt was slobbering all over the guys dick, I could see the spit collecting at the sides of his mouth. As he fucked me Matt was basically now getting face-fucked. “Fuck after a blow job like that I’m ready to go again.” Matt moved like he was going to pull out but the blonde stopped him, “No, stay in your little friend, I’ve already bred his cunt once.” Did he mean what he thought he meant, was he going to fuck Matt now?” He got off the bed, and got behind Matt. Holy shit he was. He pushed matt forward on top of me, and I wrapped my arms around him. Matt looked me in the eyes, smiled, then he kissed me deeply. I felt him moan as the blonde started to eat his ass. Matt seemed to melt on top of me. His chest hair ground into mine, and he moaned deeply in an open mouthed kiss. “Fuck,” he whimpered. “Fuck is right, I expected a tight hole, but you’ve got a well-used cunt too pig. Tastes like I’m not even your first top today boy.” “No Sir, you’re not. My master bred my cunt this morning.” “Master?” I said shocked. “Yeah,” he laughed as the blonde started to rub his cock on Matt’s apparently prelubed hole. “This daddy in town has owned my hole since Freshman year. He loves to hear stories of me going out and breeding other boys,” he gasped as the blond slid inside of him, and finding that I have warm cum in my cunt when I come home to him.” He continued to talk as he got fucked, his breath coming in little gasps sometimes, and occasionally stopping to kiss me. “I met him second semester Freshmen year, and he started breeding me regularly. I spent all of last summer with him, and he kept my cock caged like you, I was so horny I let just about anyone breed me. Once school started he unlocked me and set me loose using other college sluts, but I knew my place by then. I belonged to him.” “A sub pig, breeding a sub pig. Fucking hot.” The blonde started to buck, and I could tell he was deep inside Matt. With each thrust of his cock he was forcing Matt inside me again, essentially fucking both of us. “Im gonna fill this cunt up for your Master. Take my load boy.” The blonde shot his second load in less than a half hour inside of Matt, who for a minute seemed to be lost in bliss. His eyes slid closed, his mouth turned up a little at the sides, and he held perfectly still taking the load. “Fuck, now breed your little friend pig.” Matt’s eyes snapped open and he looked down at me with animal lust. That had been an order and he intended to follow it. He hammered me, even rougher than he had the first time. Fucking himself back on the blonde’s cock which was still in his ass, Matt slammed into my hole. He grunted and bucked, sweat slipping down his chest. He looked so fucking sexy, lost in the fuck lust. My cock for the first time that day was hard and leaking inside the cage. The pressure just made me more horny. “Breed my cunt! Add your load! Give me another,” I encouraged. “Fucking faggot cunt! Take my fucking load!” Matt roared and shot his load past my second hole. He collapsed forward and lay on me panting for a moment. “Thank you for the load Sir,” Matt said to the blonde, who had just pulled out of him. “You’re welcome faggot.” His hole now free Matt jumped up, tore his cock out of me, and fell to his knees, cleaning the blonde’s cock. The blonde face fucked him again for a few minutes before pulling out, slapping his dick on Matt’s cheek and then moving to get dressed. “You boys have fun.” He said before he left. Matt came back to the bed where I was still laying, and collapsed next to me. “Fuck, Sir will love that, he shot a huge load in me.” “And me right before that.” Matt looked at me and laughed, then he kissed me. “I can’t believe youre a fucking cumdump,” he said. “Well,” I said, “I wasn’t till this morning.” I told him about the twink breeding me last night, and the hunger I had woken up with, and how it had all escalated from there. I told him more about Tom and Robert, and that they wanted me to collect 15 loads today and tomorrow and then go back to them over the weekend. “Fuck! This is so hot,” his cock was hard again, “You’re taking to being a pig like I did. I loved my time locked. Sir still does it to me when he wants me to become nothing more than a mindless hole.” “Honestly, that’s how I feel right now.” “This is day one, you just wait. Look,” he moved to get up, “I have another class soon that I can’t miss, but why don’t I come by after. I can help you get to 15, and I bet Sir might want a turn too.” “For sure! You mind if I have some guys over in the mean time?” “I would be offended if you didn’t.”

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

I'm cool with a quick "pump and dump" or a long pounding when the guy takes a long time to cum. The only time that I can remember having to stop a top from finishing in me was a hot black guy with a huge, thick cock. I normally could have taken him, but he was the last guy to fuck me one night, following a 5 hour anonymous pump and dump that I had hosted at a hotel here in Vegas. I'd been fucked by about 8 guys that night and it was now midnight and I was exhausted. Around the time that I was ready to call it a night, and was pulling the duct tape off my room door lock, this tall, handsome, black guy contacted me on Grindr, saying that he wanted to fuck and seed my ass. I was so turned on by his hot pics and bbc, that I told him to come on over. He lived in an apartment complex directly across the street from the hotel where I was staying. He quickly came over to my room. When he stripped and I saw that beauty of a bbc, I quickly dropped to my knees to get him hard in my mouth. Even after the 8 cocks of the evening had opened me up quite sufficiently, I still had to have him take it slow and use a lot of lube to finally get him all the way inside me, balls deep. It took a hell of a lot of poppers as well, for me to take him. But, once I had relaxed enough, I was able to take his hard and deep thrusts. He put me in every position possible, Ramming into me from a lot of different angles. His thrusts were a combination of pain mixed with ecstacy. But, after almost an hour of this, I was starting to get sore. Finally when we were getting towards an hour and a half of this, my prostate was so sore and bruised that I had to ask him to stop for a bit. I apologized for stopping him, but he told me that it was fine. He said that very few guys could handle it until he cums. He asked if I'd eat his ass while he jacked off. So, I ate his ass for about 10 minutes, then when he was finally ready to cum, I moved my mouth to his cock and he shot his huge load into my mouth. My prostate was sore and tender for several days. But, it was definitely worth it.

I have been on PrEP since I was 15 and stop last March. I’m still negative but started cruising in the parks taking loads again. I’m on the fence of going back on PrEP.

I bet Jeffery really did tear up Prince Erics already sore hole.

I live in Las Vegas, so the dynamics are a bit different here than in most cites. I've normally hosted hotel breed and seeds during the week. Partly, because hotels here tend to be much cheaper during the week, rather than weekends. Also the types of guys that attend can be quite different from weekdays to weekends. Wed. and Thurs tend to be best. I used to start them around 8pm. But lately I've started earlier in the afternoon and go all night. Afternoons can be quite busy with local str8 guys and partnered gay guys wanting to stop after work to breed me on their way home to their spouses. Then it will slow down a bit until 8pm(ish). Then there will be another late night rush around midnight, 1am(ish) with some tourist str8 guys that are horned up after leaving bars and strip clubs that just need a hole to get off. Sadly, Craigslist was my best source to find guys. Especially the str8 ones. With Craigslist gone, it's not been as good. Doublelist is getting better. But, it's just not as effective as Craigslist was. I've been finding the BBRT crowd are a lot of flakes and no-shows. For last minute contacts Grindr and Growlr can be good. But, those guys want instant access. Advanced planning with that crowd normally doesn't work. They flake. I've sure missed these unlocked hotel room, anonymous breeding parties. I'm still in sexual isolation. It sucks.

well when i was 13 2 older black teens didnt give me a choice in back of a park by some old railroad tracks. They both loaded me and after that day i knew I was made to take their cocks/cum but was in denial about being gay as well as wanting raw bbc. Finally when i was 25 a older white dom told me he was going to whore me out and he ended up getting 2 black guys to stop by and took turns fucking me raw, got 4 loads from them while the white dom watched and kept saying things like how he turned me into a nasty white cum dump and how hot it is seeing my white ass getting destroyed by anon raw bbc

the bigger the better. I love anything over 9 inches

Thanks for the comments! ----------------- He lowered me back down, holding my ankles until his cock grazed my hole. He spit on his hand and coated his cock with it and then leaned forward. I could feel the pressure of his cock at my hole and I relaxed, letting him enter me. He slowly sunk every inch into me and paused there a minute looking down at me. It felt good to feel him back inside me, but I knew this was going to be a very different fuck than the one in the garage. We stared at each other as his hips began to roll and he started to fuck me slowly. This wasn’t the animal-like rutting of last time, this was more sensual. I could tell he was taking his time, feeling how my hole felt around his cock, both at the ring and deeper inside. I gripped his cock with my ass muscles and I heard him moan. We kept this up for several minutes and then the strokes started getting longer. I calmly told him “try pulling all the way out and then going back in.” The first few attempts didn’t work since his cock wasn’t lined up and his inward thrust missed my hole. He got the hang of it, though, and it felt amazing. I could tell it was getting to him after doing it several times and he was trying not to cum so soon. He went back to just pumping inside me, the strokes were long but never close enough to pull out. Slowly he started to thrust in harder. He was looking deep in my eyes and while the only verbal communication we had was from grunts and groans, we were letting each other know how great it was. It wasn’t long and the firm thrusts had become pounding. That familiar ‘slap’ as our bodies came together filled the room and the grunts from both of us got louder. He rolled me back on my shoulders and began pile driving into me. My ass had gotten sloppy and the spit and Louis’ precum added to the fuck noises. I reached up and stroked my cock a few times but I didn’t want to shoot yet. Louis’ grunts suddenly turned to growls and the look on his face was intense. His teeth were clenched and I could see the lust in his eyes. The pounding stopped as he slammed his cock in me deep, held it there for a few seconds and then pulled back and slammed in again. I could feel the warmth fill me up as he shot his spunk in me with each shove. When he gave me the last thrust, he slowly lowered me back down. His chest was heaving and I saw the glisten of sweat on his body hair. He looked sated for the moment but when he finished coming down from the post fuck rush, he said “Sorry, I didn’t mean to get that rough. You ok?” I smiled back at him and replied “Hell yeah. I’m not some dainty girl you have to be afraid you’re gonna break.” He leaned forward and laid on my chest, our sweat mixing together. I kissed his forehead as his cock softened inside me and eventually plopped out. We laid there for about ten minutes and then I rolled us over. I heard the rain hit the window and I knew that this was going to be one of those stay-in Sundays. I was between his legs and my cock was nudging his hole, just playing with him. He looked so sexy laying on the bed. I’d had lots of guys where he was but this was the first guy that I had enjoyed for more than sex in a long time. He was willing to try anything I threw at him with only the mildest of protest. I rolled him on to his stomach and I spread his ass apart, staring at the sweat slick hair around his hole. My hands rubbed the back of his thighs, caressing the thick hair that covered them and his ass. Slowly I leaned down and licked all over from his now empty balls up to and around the crack before I zeroed in on his hole. I spent the next half hour licking around and in his puckered hole. By the time I finished, my beard was soaked with my own spit. My tongue was tired and it needed a break, but my cock was painfully stiff and dripping precum. I crawled up his back and laid on top of him with my cock digging deeper into his crack. I slowly humped him adding plenty of precum to the spit I had left on his hole. My cock wasnt going to wait any longer and I slipped inside him, descending deep inside with one long push. I felt my balls resting on top of his as we laid there moaning. I began to rock my hips and plow into him. The strokes got longer and I realized that he was starting to learn how to use his ass muscles around my shaft. I splayed my legs and pushed against his back until I was upright and I could pump my cock harder. My body was bouncing off his ass and I looked down at the sheen of sweat covering his back. I saw the patch of hair in the small of his back was matted down and collecting my sweat as it dripped off my face. I tugged on his hips and quickly had him on all fours. I pounded him harder for a few minutes and then laid on his back and humped for a few more. I alternated like this several times until I suddenly felt him squeeze his ass around my cock. My balls tightened instantly and I let out a loud groaning “FUUUCCKKK.” I thrust in several more times and he did it again. “You trying to get me to breed you, Louis?” I asked as I was panting, trying to hold off blowing my load. “I’m trying not to shoot until you do, Ryan, but I can’t wait much longer. Please cum in me” he begged. I hammered his hole for ten to fifteen seconds and then planted my throbbing cock as far as I could. Ropes of hot seed shot out, filling him with my cum again. I was growling as I held tightly on to his shoulders feeling one of the strongest orgasms I’d had in a while. His hole was spasming around my dick as he shot again, sucking all of the cum from my balls. When my chest stopped heaving, I pulled out and rolled over on my back next to Louis. We slept for a few hours and then both got up. We lounged around the apartment naked the rest of the day watching TV, talking a bit and getting stoned. About seven that evening I got up and threw some cargo shorts on and started to make dinner. Louis got dressed and stood there watching me intently. We really hadn’t eaten any food all day and we were both hungry from our workout earlier and the pot. We finished eating and were cleaning everything up when Louis looked at me and said “I’ve been meaning to ask you… How much do I owe you for fixing my bike?” “Uh… the parts were about a hundred sixty, nothing for the labor” I replied. He pulled out a wad of bills from his wallet and handed them to me. I wasn’t really sure how much was there but I knew it was more than one sixty. “Come on. Just pay for the parts. It was the most enjoyable wrenching I’ve done in a long time” I said. He didn’t move so I flicked through the pile of money and then handed the extra back to him. Reluctantly, he took it and stuffed it back in his wallet. I could tell he wanted to say something but he stood quiet for several minutes. “I should get going… I gotta work in the morning” he said as he went to collect his stuff. He put his boots on without saying anything, but I could tell something was up. He stood up and walked to the door and turned to me. “Ryan, this was a great weekend. I tried stuff I never would have thought of and had a lot of fun. My bike works too. But… I don’t think I’m ready for a gay relationship. I don’t want to mislead you or hurt you. It’s just not me… at least right now.” With that he turned and walked out the door. I was stunned and didn’t even have time to respond before the door clicked shut. I heard his bike start up in the alley and he took off and I went and crashed in my bed. I finally knew what it felt to be on the other side. He was right, it was a lot of fun.

I stopped at a friend’s house and got a fresh bag of weed and then stopped and picked up a pizza on my way to the garage. I opened the door and then closed it putting the pizza on the bench and then changing into my dirty work shorts. The evening was warm so I opened the garage door and left my shirt off, partially to let the skin on my back get some air and healing time and partially to let Louis look. I ripped open the parts bag and began re-assembling the carb. Just as I was putting the last screws in I heard a car pull up in the alley behind me. Louis hopped out of his Uber and walked in with a growler of beer, a couple plastic cups and a gym bag over his shoulder. “Hey, you’re early” I said smiling back at him. “Yeah, I left the Friday party at work early to pick up something to drink besides water… and I think I smell something that might go well with it” Louis said. “Me?” I replied, laughing. I cleaned my hands off and emptied a spot on the workbench. We scarfed down the pizza and drank a few cups of beer. I caught him staring at me a few times, but it wasn’t a creepy stare. I realized after a few times he didn’t mind that I knew he was looking at me. “So, is the bike done?” Louis asked. I knew he was kidding since the carb was sitting next to the pizza box and there were parts of his bike all over the garage. “Nope and you get to put it back together” I replied with a devilish grin. The shocked look on his face was priceless. I then added “I hope you brought some grubby clothes or your nice khakis and shirt are going to look pretty bad when you go to work Monday.” He was staring at me again and then calmly said “Yeah, I do. Besides, I have a stack of these shirts from work.” Louis got up and closed the garage door and walked back to where he had dropped his gym bag. He pulled out some cargo shorts and a tee and set them on the stool. Slowly he took his clothes off. I watched closely and was sure he was doing a slow strip tease in front of me. After he pulled his long sleeve polo shirt off, he stood there looking back at me and asked “So, how do you like it?” I was confused. Like what? His near naked body? The tight trunks that had a nice bulge? His smile? The slightly shaggier beard? “The tattoo, stupid” Louis said, shaking his head knowing that I was checking him out from head to toe. “Oh… that’s looking good” I said as I focused in on it closer and noticed that there were some outlines on his lower arm. He smiled and said “Yeah, I liked the full sleeve you have so I got Sky to continue it down to just above my wrist. Originally, I was going to wait to do the whole arm, but I decided to do it all now.” He looked back at me again and said “So, how is your back doing?” I smiled and turned around, showing him what three hours of Sky’s time had accomplished. “Fuck, that’s hot. It’s going from your neck down to your ass. How many more sessions?” Louis asked. “Probably three. I just wish I could see it easier. That’s why I left my back for last - that ink is more for others to see than me” I replied as I turned back facing him. “It makes you look even sexier” Louis said without any inhibition. He pulled me closer and we began to kiss, him in just his underwear and me in my work shorts and boots. His tongue pushed into my mouth and danced against mine while my hands rubbed down his back until I grabbed his ass and pulled his hips against mine. Our bulges were growing and pressing together as his arms wrapped around my back.

The wrong beard.. Went to a place by me called clubhouse - 1st time there. It was lunch time. You can take your clothes off and wander around. After securing my stuff in the locker I went into the hallway which is dark as hell, started getting grouped and felt a guy with a beard press up against me told me to meet him in his room.. I was lost in that place but they have rooms in the back you can rent there was three of them open so I went to the first and peeked in to see a bear fucking a twink, walked up to the next and a big burley dude with cock out all greased up told me to come in.. I went over shakin not knowing what to expect he closed the door told me to get on the table. Started kissing my neck and fingering my hole with his finger and what seemed like a Ton of lard. He hopped on the table and mounted me from behind. I swear I thought of those cartoon porns where the big beast mounts an ass and plows him. I think he was a fighter or wrestler. He stuck it in first a sting and than a wave of pleasure as he gained his rythum.. he was sweating like crazy and grunting when he let out a big “fuck yea” this monster unloaded in me for what seemed like 10 minutes of cum spurting into my fuck hole... he got off and sat on the chair putting a towel over his face - he seemed exhausted... I thanked him and he grunted something as I stepped out... as I walked out the room legs shaken and cum dripping down my inner thighs I looked at another bearded man who said “fuck there you are, been waiting for you” he grabbed my hand and led me into his room. That’s when I realized I fucked the wrong man and my ass was in for another pounding..

Had a hot 3 way with two top dads. After some kissing and sucking, Dad 1 was the first inside my ass. Kind of hurt but in a hot way as he gave me a hard, deep missionary fuck with his nice 8 inch cock while I continued to suck Dad 2. After battering my hole for a bit, Dad 1 unloaded in me (and I shot my load too). A little more making out followed, and then I rode Dad 2's slightly smaller cock for a bit. He was very turned on, so it didn't take him long to add a huge load to my hole. Got back on Dad 1's re-energized cock for a little bit before he laid me down and felched some of the cum from my hole. Real hot encounter--I love getting fucked by men old enough to be my father.

The pungent scent of sweat and spunk permeated the air as sounds of hard fucking filled the small basement room and echoed off the ceiling, the slapping of skin on skin, animalistic grunts of exertion and gurgled whimpers of pained pleasure. I closed my bag looking around, it was rather poignant to see the pair of innocent little white ripped up briefs screwed up on the desk right next to the used point and tourniquet the head of security not five minutes earlier had tied round my little helpers arm. The sound of flesh against flesh brought me back to reality "That's it, boy" growled Bonsu as he relentless ploughed his fat ten inch cock in and out of Noel's chemmed up little fuckhole "you keep squeezing dat white boy cunt on your new Papa's big black cock!", not that the boy could make any noise except gurgle as his face and throat was being filled by another black guy whose name I did not know, I had to stop and admire Noels little white body being ravaged by the massive black men, his sweet athletic body I’d enjoyed so much over the past few days arching and writhing under the two men. I chuckled thinking what his mother would say about her sweet little Christian son being a fuck toy for older men now, especially for black men old enough to be his father or even grandfather, I knew Bonsu well enough to know that Noel would not be able to walk right ever again. I picked up my bag and lit a cigarette “I’m out of here”, Bonsu looked over his shoulder grinning at me as he fucked in and out of the boys gaping cunt “see ya next year Bad Santa Bruno”

That night I did not go out, I wanted myself alert for the next day, the next morning I’d picked out a nice elf costume for Noel and though it was maybe a little risqué I knew he’d wear it with a little bit of encouragement, I dressed myself in my Sunday best and sat waiting resisting the urge to light a cigar, drink some brandy or fire up the meth pipe. At 11.34am exactly Noel turned up along with his mother she was relieved when she saw me “I thought you did not work on Sunday but when I saw the Santa out there???” I stopped her, “unfortunately my dear lady, commercialism does not but recognise the ways of our lord “ I sighed “that is a colleague, an ungodly man, but the stores insist on a Santa everyday” I lowered my head “it’s not right but what can one do?”, she rested her hand on my arm “I completely understand” adding “may I leave Noel with you, he will do whatever you say”, I nodded ushering her gently out of the door “of course my dear lady, do not worry I’ll take care of him” I closed the door locking it, I walked across the room getting a cigar out of the draw lighting it up and started to undo my shirt, “don’t just stand there boy, take off your clothes”, I sat down groping my cock through my trousers as he shyly stripped off, folding his clothes as he went until he stood in front of me in a pair of old off white y-fronts “those too son”, he blushed as he pulled them down and off. He stood there like a little short Adonis, he was indeed beautiful to behold with a nice smooth lightly muscled body he stood covering himself with his hands, I stood up and walked round him “hands behind your head boy”, he hesitated as first but a swift slap to his peachy rear made him put his hands behind his head, I fondled his sweet six inch thick penis “that’s better boy” as he groaned and squirmed as I massaged his hard little prick and furry little balls, before tugging on this pubic hair “this needs to go”, I could see his emotions wave over him as I added “that’s if you want to suck my cock again son?” He groaned in anticipation as I sat him on the chair slathering his pubes with shaving foam, not being a stranger to shaving boys I did it expertly until his cook and balls were as hairless as the day he was born “is your crack hairy son?”, he fidgeted a bit “no Sir”, I raised my eyebrows “really?, show me”, he looked a bit scared but he raised himself up settling down so his legs were over the arms of the chair, his arse was deliciously smooth, like a plum, his voice was trembling “is it ok?”, I took a lick at it growling ”its perfect” before burying my tongue deep in his arse crack. I love the shock and surprise a boy has when a tongue first flicks over his arsehole, and Noel was better than expected, he shrieked “oh my god”, I grinned “like that son?” he squirmed and panted as I stuck my tongue right into his young arse “oh god Sir yes I love it!!!”, I savoured the fresh taste of his arse, I detected a scent and taste of soap as I tongued him, he was trembling playing with his cock “I never, never, oh my god forgive me”, I pulled my tongue out of his quivering boyhole “don’t you dare cum yet boy”, he groaned letting go of his cock, “that’s a good boy”, “you finger youself boy?”, he blushed nodding, I chuckled “show me”, Noel slowly licked his finger before putting it down to his smooth young hole, pushing his middle finger into himself moaning as he wanked himself with the other, I grunted slapping his hand “no wanking boy, just pleasure your arse”, he obediently let go of his cock, he looked so cute his eyes clearly needing approval as his finger slipped into his hole and he started frigging himself, I nodded “good boy” and smiled down at him at I picked up my tub of Tina laced lube, “that’s a good boy, here use some of this”, he looked at me quizzically “I’ve only used spit before”, I chuckled “this is much better than spit son”, he scooped a glob up as I grinned “show me how you do it son, go on just for me”, he rubbed the big old gloop of lube onto his hole “like this Sir?”, I had to control my voice as I whispered “very good boy, now finger it in, show me “ and just like that the kid chemmed himself up, I had to puff out my chest in pride, who wouldn’t?