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As I lay here in this wet bed with a severe case of diarrhea, every joint in my body hurting, with a fever. I see a nurse coming towards me with a syringe and I hope it is a good slam as I need it. She wraps a strap around my arm inserts the needle. I see the blood go into the syringe then she pulls it away. Was she trying to tease me? A while later a doctor comes, and he is hot looking he tells me to get on my side and he pulls my ass cheeks apart. He is taking a good look then he looks at my arms. Bob, you have been using IV drugs and been having unprotected sex with men, as your ass hole has been severely abused. Bob, the blood work came back that you are HIV Positive, so Bob were you raped? I say nothing but he smiles back to me So what drugs have you have been using. I tell him Meth, GHB, Poppers and weed. Bob I see from you former medical records you used to weight 155 LBS. and now its 115 LBS, so what happen. WTF 5 weeks ago I was living with my mother as I never knew my father. My mother is throwing me out of the house as I was caught again smoking weed and sucking dick in the park again. She is screaming at me as drive me to the bus station with just enough money to get to my father place in Palm Springs Ca. I'm leaving with no money and the 2 bags of everything I own. It a 4 day- bus ride that was the pits. All I had was water on the ride as I had no money. I have my father address and it a 4 mile walk in 100 degree heat. I knock and the door is open by Alex, I don't know Alex relation with my father. Alex is 23 5ft10 rip body and with Alex wearing just basketball shorts as you can see his semi hard dick a spandex top with his nipples and large rings on them. Come on in as we have been expecting you so I ask where is my father, he is out taking care of business right now. I ask Alex for something to drink as I'm so thirsty, The juice he gave me taste different as I gulp it down and ask for more. Let's go out side by the pool area and get comfortable. Once we get out by the pool Alex strips down and I can see his dick and a big ring hanging from the tip with his nipple rings he is so hot looking. He ask is I would like to smoke some weed, I say YES but this stuff if not like the crap you have been smoking. Alex is so right about this stuff being strong as Alex is stroking his dick and says I hear you like sucking dick, as I smile I go over and take good look at the Prince Albert piercing and put my mouth on it. As I go down I see Alex with a glass pipe in his hand and ask if I want to try. He shows me how to keep the flame from burning and how to hold it, the effects are mind blowing as Alex starts to kiss me like no one every has. Soon he is working my nipples and then he is sucking my dick while I'm hitting the pipe.

Cleanup on Aisle 9 I hadn't heard anything from Dragonboy after getting busted by the head doorman. I started heading out at different times to check each of the other doormen out but none had let on they were the admirer of the staircase video. I needed to get a few things from the store and threw on a jock, track pants, a tight fitting tee and the obligatory mask and walked the four blocks to my local grocery store. Just like the past few months, everyone was dressed down except for a few of the older ladies in the neighborhood. While not dressed as well as I was a month before, I still looked better than 90 percent of the other customers. I made my way through the store, collecting everything in my plastic basket until I got to the produce section. After getting stuff for salads and other healthy snacks I eyed a pile of good looking melons. Setting the basket down I pulled one out and checked it over. Several marks on the skin told me it had lived a rough life and to look for another. "No wonder these are on sale, a few more days and these will be in the dumpster" I thought as I picked up my fifth one. What looked really good on top was almost rotten on the bottom and I sunk several fingers on each hand into the overly ripe fruit. "Fuck!" I muttered quietly, but loud enough for several people to turn to stare at me. I looked around and there was nothing to wipe my slimy fingers on. I hooked my arm under the basket and headed off to the restroom. I set the basket down on the floor and pushed the door open with my back, holding my hands up. I backed into the restroom and heard a noise behind me. As I turned, I saw two blond twinks fucking over the toilet. There wasn't a divider between the toilet and the rest of the surprisingly large room, so I could see both of them. Neither looked overly surprised to be caught mid-fuck and they just kept on going. I washed my hands off and then turned my attention to the free porn show. While the top glanced over at me when I went into the room, now that I was looking at them he stared back with a large toothy grin. They both looked pretty vanilla for risking a grocery store bathroom fuck with the door unlocked. Both were unmasked, wearing tee shirts (the bottom's was pushed up almost to his pits) and had the obligatory grey sweatpants pushed down to their knees. While I could picture them at a dance club in more normal times, here they just looked like your average college or post college twinks. They didn't seem to have any piercings or tats that would give them an edgier look. Hell, even their hair was conservative. The top guy looked to be a couple inches taller than the bottom but that was about the end of their differences, except that the top was a lot more aggressive. "Damn, you're hot" he said as he kept pounding the shorter one. When I looked closer, the bottom had a butt plug stuffed in his mouth. The top kept drilling the bottom as he looked at me. "With that bulge you gotta be packing... I'd love to watch you fuck my boyfriend" he said. The bottom looked over with a worried look on his face, but didn't say anything. "Nah, that's probably a bad idea" I said as I finished wiping my hand off on the paper towel before tossing it in the trash can. As I turned to leave the top said "Come on dude... He's only had white dick and not a lot of it. Show him what he's missing. He's already lubed with one load..." I stopped and waited a moment and he begged "Breed him... you won't regret feeling this tight hole around your cock." I thought about it a second more, flicked the lock on the door and walked over to the two of them. The top guy pulled his dick out of the bottom and I watched a small glob of cum drip on to the floor. After pulling my tee off, I tossed it on the floor behind me and pushed my track pants down a bit to let the top see my bulging jock. "Fuck" he said. He didn't have anything to be ashamed of with his still hard seven inches poking straight out of his body, slick with spit and cum. "Pull it out and suck it" I said. His boyfriend was still bent over with his hands braced on the wall as he strained his neck to look back and see his boyfriend sink to his knees. "I... I... I don't normally suck dick" the top protested, but still got in position in front of me. He pulled the pouch back and let my partially hard dick fall out of the side. He gasped and then said "Holy fuck!" The bottom let out a whimper as he watched his boyfriend reveal my semi-hard cock and freshly filled balls. "Mmmm, uncut too" the top muttered quietly as he pulled my foreskin back. The way his lips and tongue started to work my cock told me that despite his comment about not sucking dick, he had done a lot of it. Once he got my cock fully hard, I jabbed my shaft into the back of his throat and made him gag. I jabbed my dick a couple more times before pulling my stiff cock out and slapped it across his cheek. My intent was solely to make sure he knew he wasn't the alpha anymore. I stepped closer to the bottom who was now nervously shaking. I laid a hand on the bottom's left butt and told the top "On your knees, over here" pointing to a spot on the floor. "I want you to see how a real cock fucks and knocks up your boyfriend." I didn't spit or add any type of lube to my cock or the bottom's hole. The cum and spit he had gotten before was all he needed. I heard the bottom mumble something around the butt plug in his mouth. I thought I knew what he said and replied "Condom? Do I look like I got a condom on me? Besides, your boyfriend wants to see me breed you and I can't do that with a condom on." At this point, I had my foreskin pulled back and the precum and spit covered cock head nestling into his cum soaked hole. It was picture perfect and I should have pulled out my phone and snapped a shot of my thick, dark cock about to squeeze past the puffy red ring surrounded by his pale, hairless white ass. He was tight and while he had been taking his boyfriend's cock easily when I walked in, three things conspired to make it this tight - there was time for his hole to contract while his boyfriend sucked me, his nervousness and his boyfriend's cock was considerably thinner than mine. It would fit eventually but not without some discomfort. I pushed in and after a several seconds the head started to descend. The top's eyes were glued on me and I knew he couldn't see my cock enter his boyfriend even when he stretched and craned his neck. I could have let him stand, but I wanted him to know he was my beta and his place was on his knees. The bottom cried out behind the plug gagging his mouth and his body shook more vigorously but I kept going. Once the head slipped past the outer ring I paused. I could hear him pant and in a usual fuck I would tell his boyfriend to give him some poppers. But this wasn't a bathhouse or a bedroom and I figured that any poppers would already be out if they had them. Giving more pressure, my cock slowly pressed inside, inch by inch. "You can do it babe" came the encouraging words from the top. I ignored him and drove in deeper until I hit a barrier sooner than I expected. The sounds from the bottom were a little more strident now as I pushed a little harder without getting anywhere. I worked my hips a bit, getting my cock to massage the inner ring and after a minute felt him start to open up. One quick thrust planted the last of my cock deep inside him and generating a loud groan. "Shhh. Keep quiet or I'll give you a reason to scream" I scolded him. The top was now stroking his cock as he watched me, my raw, poz cock buried inside his boyfriend's ass. With the groaning down to a softer level, my cock withdrew about half way and then plunged back in. He stifled his groan this time and I picked up the pace. His hole felt good with his boyfriend's load coating my dick and getting churned up, no doubtedly getting pushed deeper than it ever had. The top stroked with my pace. The faster I plowed the faster he tugged on his dick. When I slowed down, he did too. "You better not waste any of your cum on the floor" I told him and he nodded quickly and replying quietly "Yes, sir." As much as I wanted to keep driving into the bottom's silky hole all day, I knew I needed to get out before we were discovered. My strokes got longer and before long the bottom felt almost the entire length of my shaft as my hips planted themselves on his ass. With my orgasm starting to rise, I slammed in and ground my hips on his now sweaty ass. When I did it the second time, my balls told me they weren't waiting any longer. Based on the groan from the bottom guy, he felt my cock start to swell inside him and knew he was about to get bred. All I got was a short little final thrust as I began to spew my toxic cum deep inside him. After two shots, I felt his own orgasm take over and his outer ring milked the viral cream from my balls and I pulled back a few inches. "Take it bitch... feel my seed fill you up?" I asked him as he heaved and gasped followed by a sultry moan. We stood there a few moments after both of had shot our last spurt. I looked down and the top's eyes were wide open and his hands were away from his cock. Looking over the floor, I made sure that the top hadn't dumped his own load before I patted the bottom on the shoulder and said "Hungry bitch aren't you?" and got a muffled "Mmmhmm." Turning back to the top, I said "On your feet. I don't want him to lose any of my seed and you're going to fuck it in." He nodded and when he moved closer I slowly pulled my cock out. There was a sheen on my dick and some froth matting my pubes down. It was tempting to make the top clean me off but I wanted to see him stuff his dick into the bug filled soup inside his boyfriend. I moved to the side of them and looked down. He had no problem sliding back into the stretched out hole, aided by the mixture of our loads. His pale, thin cock tentatively pushed in, both of us watching it disappear. The top let out a moan as he bottomed out. I grinned, knowing he had no clue what was now coating his cock. When he didn't start to fuck his boyfriend right away, I told him "Come on... fuck him. I know you got another load in ya." Licking a pair of my fingers, I reached down and squeezed one into the tops hole and curled it into a hook. Tugging gently, he got the hint and slowly pulled back and then plowed into the bottom. I added a second finger and felt him fuck himself back on them and then drive back into his boyfriend. I let him fuck about a minute and then moved behind him. My cock was still rock hard and ready to find another hole to defile. He gasped when I pulled my fingers free from his ass and then yelled out "Fuck! No!" when the tip of my cock touched his hole. I dripped some spit on his ass, just above my cock, when he bottomed out again inside his boyfriend. My hand grabbed the back of his neck and I pushed my dick hard. When it didn't go in, I let up and did it again. My hand snaked its way around and covered his mouth as I gave a harder thrust and breached the entrance. "Damn, you're tight" I snarled into his ear as he yelled out. When his protests died down, my hand moved back and grasped the back of his neck. "FUCK! NO! I'm not a bottom!" he cried out. "You're both my bitches now. I want your ass and I'm gonna get it" I whispered into his ear. My other hand wrapped around his stomach and I pulled us back a few inches, leaving him only half inserted into his boyfriend. "Fuck yourself on my dick" I commanded. It took a few seconds but he started to do as he was told. Between him getting used to my girth and the precum that was dripping into his chute, the pains in his moans started to disappear. A few minutes later, I started to rock my hips and we got into a good motion. A few times I would slam into him, pinning him between his boyfriend and me. When he sped up I knew he wasn't going to last much longer and sure enough I soon felt his ass spasm around my cock as he dumped another probably neg load into his boyfriend. With him planted into the bottom, I kept plowing his hole. I never did get all the way in, but it didn't matter. His virgin or nearly virgin hole was now a wrecked and fertile chute, ready to accept my bug inside him forever. I held off, hearing him cry out in pain again as my shaft slammed in repeatedly, digging into as many directions as it could. I heard a page over the intercom in the store and remembered I needed to finish up. I drilled faster and finally let my balls have the release they so badly wanted. If anything, the shots were stronger than when I bred his boyfriend and I knew the top guy felt it when he cried out "Oh fuck!" Ropes of hot jizz filled him up and it was a big load which I could feel around my shaft. I bent him over his boyfriend and gave a few final humps. My sweaty chest was firmly against the top's back and his chest was on the bottom's back. I reached around and pulled the plug from the bottom's mouth, feeling it scrape on his teeth. "Mmmm, should be the right size. It will hold my juice in" I thought looking at the spit covered plug. I pushed it into the top's hole just as I pulled my cock out. I even caught some of the dark cum with it and forced it back where it belonged. "Hope it takes. Never enough charged tops around" I thought. He let out a yelp when the plug's widest part locked itself inside him. "Leave it in a while" I told them as my hand grasped his neck and gave it a firm squeeze. Moving back over to the sink, I grabbed a few paper towels and wiped my dick off. While there was a little brown on it, I saw enough red to know he was going to be receptive to my special sauce. The two of them were still frozen in the same position, no doubt coming to grips with what just happened. I stayed quiet as I tucked my cock back into the jock, grabbed my tee and dressed back up. My mask was pretty moist from my heavy breathing, but still properly covering my nose and mouth. "That's my idea of a safe fuck" I thought to myself. Unlocking the door, I smiled back at them and gave out a short sinister laugh. "Hope you're on PrEP" I said back to them as I walked out the door. There were only a few things I still needed to get and thankfully no one had walked off with my basket. Calmly, I walked through the store picking up the last items on my list and checked out. I walked out of the store and made it half a block away when I heard a noise behind me and saw two guys running out of the store and look up and down the street. The colors of their clothes matched the sweats and tees the twinks were wearing, so I ducked down the alley to get back to my place without having to answer fifty questions from my latest fucks.

I’ve written about my son, Drew before. We both fuck around a lot but I still get a Lot of physical pleasure from his body. This morning he was snuggled up beside me in bed when I woke up. I was already hard so I moved him on Ito his belly and mounted him. As I penetrated his hole he just moaned “aww Daddy” I’m 56 and Drew is almost 22. He gets my cock so fukkin hard when he calls me Daddy. I stayed on top of him, my cock deep inside his ass and kissed the back of his neck. I didn’t thrust into him, I just enjoyed feeling his heart beat as his hole pulsed on my shaft. I was in him for about 20 minutes when I couldn’t hold my load any longer. As my balls tensed and began pumping my sperm into him I jut whispered in his ear “Daddy's seeding you now son” He replied, “I can feel your load Daddy, thank-you” I’ve been fucking my boy a while now, and I musta shot easily 1000 loads up his ass. I am so fucking grateful to have found a willing son like Drew. Keeps me young.

You shouldn't think that everything you read online is the whole truth. Yes there are plenty of bottoms, maybe even the majority here, who just want to please their top. But when I am having sex with a guy I want pleasure too. Call me selfish but when a top is using me to get what he wants I am using him too to get what I want. For me sex is a two way street and we pleasure each other.

Hey @TwinkSlut24. I can totally identify. Sounds like you’re a bottom slut in the making, and if that’s what you want, I’ve no doubt you’ll get there. But like the others have said, it should be a positive experience. And to ensure that, you need to build up to it. I’m ten years older than you, judging by your username anyway. This is what I started doing a few years ago: go to a sauna (bath house), cruise bar, or organised gay sex party in a club. And slut it up as much as you like. Be the sexy little twink hole you want to be, and let any and all men who want a piece of your ass have it. Some things that worked for me: walk up to a bunch of guys, drop to your knees, and start sucking. In a cruise bar, full of semi clothed tops, wear a jock and nothing else. In a sauna, wear the towel so it covers your cock and have you ass on display. Take raw cock in full view of whoever wants to watch. If a guy is fucking you, and you want another, make eyes at him till he sticks his cock down your throat. Be the little twink whore that you are. You will get lots of attention simply by virtue of your age and sluttiness, and you’ll love it. Whats the difference between this and a gangbang? You still have control of this situation, if you want it. If it becomes too much, you can get up and walk away, and the tops will quickly move on to someone else. I’m a 100% submissive bottom. I get off on lack of control and having all manner of things done to me sexually. I always had this mindset. So if that’s you too, I get it, I really do. But even a sub has limits, and it’s going to take time for you to figure out what yours are. Don’t jump in at the deep end and end up ruining sex for yourself. Work up to it, and enjoy the journey. It’s a really pleasant journey, done right 🤗

I awoke to the sound of my cell phone buzzing. Checking the time, it was now well into the evening. Bleary eyed, I stumbled to the shower. The warm water felt wonderful on my skin. As I soaped up, I let my hand travel down to my manhole. I groaned with pleasure as I ran my soapy finger around my swollen pussy lips. My mouth fell open when my finger easily entered my cunt. Yes, I was still gaping. Vince’s THICK Italian sausage had throughly wrecked my cunt. It had been a long, long time since I felt so thoroughly used. I shut my eyes and recalled the anal assault I had taken from Vince; and sighed with satisfaction. Once I had toweled off and dressed, I scanned my (poorly stocked) refrigerator. “OK - hummus on celery it is!” I was starved. It seems I had burned a lot of calories. I smirked at that thought. Having regained my senses, I picked up my phone. A text had come through from Vince: “Hey - had 2 run - didn’t wannna wake u. U free tomorrow? LMK”. “Yes. No plans tomorrow. Same time?”, I replied. Before I had even set the phone down I got his reply: “C U then”. OK, what? Was I crazy for thinking that his instant reply means this guy is into me? I replied with a “👍🏼“. I slept very well that night and the next morning I did my usual Sunday morning routine. It was a beautiful sunny day and I was in a mood to match. I ran all my errands allowing myself plenty of time to clean the apartment - and myself - and wash the bedding before Vince returned. Three o’clock could not come soon enough. I found myself watching the clock that afternoon with the same permanent smile on my face I had been wearing the whole day. 2:55 PM and he was knocking at my door. (Early!) I opened the door eagerly. There he was again, still pulling off his mask to reveal his own smile. He stepped forward, put his hand on the back of my neck, and kissed me passionately. I melted in his embrace. My god he’s a good kisser. “Wow..”, I murmured before regaining my composure. He smiled his million dollar smile as he stepped inside. “I had a really good time yesterday”, he offered. “You were amazing”, I replied. He pulled me to him. His right hand sliding down the small of my back and into my shorts. I shuddered at his touch. “You OK down here?”, he asked as his fingers made contact with my fuckhole. “I’m a little tender...”, I replied, my voice trailing off. “Awww...well, let’s see if I can’t make it feel better.” He replied playfully while he lifted and removed my t-shirt. We kissed all the way to the bed. Clothes coming off en route. We tumbled to the bed together. Kissing and exploring each others’ bodies. He lay me down on my back and raised my legs up, expertly sliding a pillow under the small of my back. I grabbed my ankles instinctively. He held my gaze until only his jet black hair was visible to me and his lips made contact with my pussy. I felt his tongue swab my cunt, over and over. Like a salve. I moaned from the sensation. He was eating me out and laying down layer upon thick layer of saliva. He moved up to me and kissed me once more. “Tell Daddy what you want.”, he asked while kissing my neck. “I want you Daddy...I want...I need you inside me”. I felt his cock make contact with my cunt. His plum sized cockhead sliding up and down my crack. I could feel my cock drip with anticipation. “Are you ready?”, he asked earnestly. I nodded. “Look into my eyes, boy”. he said softly. At hearing that, I felt a long string of precum flowed out of me and into my belly. I opened my eyes and looked deeply into his. I felt his fat cock press against my cunt and then the slow motion plunge of his entry. My mouth hung open, slack jawed, as he journeyed into me. I whimpered with pleasure as he traveled deeper and deeper. Until he was fully inside me. “Daddy’s home...again”, he uttered just as our lips met. We kissed a long time while held very still inside me - giving me time to adjust...to relax. Once he felt my body and my hole soften, he started to fuck me. Long luxurious slow strokes ensued. I was crawling up the wall as every thrust massaged my prostate - making me pour forth more and more crystal clear precum. He noticed this and touched his finger to my belly. He took a taste, “Mmmm...sweet, like nectar”. He wet his finger once gain and glazed my lips, then sealed it with a kiss. He was right, it was sweet. Delicious actually. I had not been one to produce much precum at all, and here he had drawn a pool of it from me. “Going a little dry,” he announced as he pulled slowly out of me - and with that he scooped up all the pre I had been leaking and coated his cock with it before plunging back into me again. “Yesss....much better” he hissed as he resumed his fuck. Once again, my mind was blown. I had never known a man with greater fuckskill in my life. And believe me: that’s saying something. At this point he picked up his pace. I reached for the poppers, he nodded his approval. I took several long deep hits and passed him the bottle. He did the same and with that, it was game on. That warm, familiar feeling spread through us both. The pace resumed unabated. It was glory. My now softened cock jiggled and shook on my belly. My pussy mapping every contour of his glorious cock with each stroke. I never wanted it to end. But after awhile, I felt the change rushing through him. Every muscle in his body tightened, his face grimaced, his eyes bore into mine, “I’m. Gonna....Cum..” he announced; barely containing himself. “Yes! Please breed me, Daddy! Cum in me!”, I begged. Then, with a guttural yell, he shot his DNA into me once more. Over and over I felt his thick cock paint my cunt white. Filling me with precious, sacred cum. He froze there, over me. And then, I felt something else rapidly building in me; I started to shake, my torso constricted, my hands gripped his neck. I managed to shout, “Vince? Vince! VIIIIIINCE!!!” And then a thunderbolt shot through me and with a battle cry I felt my now suddenly rock hard cock spasm as I shot my first ever hands-free load. Rope after rope of cum shot out of me onto my chest and his. My whole body spasmed and shook. Vince’s still hard cock was still inside me and felt my pussy spasm around him - as if milking him for more. He dove his mouth onto mine, my cum plastering us together. And he fucked me yet again. It was more than I could take. More than I could conceive. Once again, his rail splitter was piston fucking my ravaged cunt. It didn’t take long before he once again delivered his precious cargo into me. Finally, he collapsed onto me. Both of us covered in sweat and cum. He lay on me a long while. My arms embracing him. We partially caught our breath as he fell down beside me. We rested there together. Time was suspended as we reveled in the feeling of completeness each of us had gifted the other. I grabbed a bottle of water I had set on the nightstand, took a long drink and passed it to him. He finished it and tossed the bottle aside. I snuggled up to him; my left arm draped across his broad chest, my head lay on his shoulder. I could feel his generous load start to drool out of my once again gaping cunt and down my right cheek. I closed my eyes and allowed this feeling wash over me. As I lay there processing what had happened, summoning my courage to ask him, he stole my thunder: Pulling me even closer to him, he told me he’d like to see me again...”Maybe make it a regular thing?”, he suggested. That same smile I had worn all day retuned,“Yeah...yes, Vince; I’d really like that”. It seems 2021 promises to be a much better year.

Part 12 Ok guys, this is the last chapter. It may not be quite as exciting as the others, but it is the ending I always planned. When we arrived back at the hotel, it was now 4:00 am Monday morning. Eric had been high and had been basically fucked non stop since Saturday evening. I knew his young body, and especially his asshole probably really needed a break. But I didn't care. Opportunities to destroy a hot teenage boy that looked like a Disney prince didn't exactly come by very often. And I wasn't going to waste it. Besides, we still had a more responses from a bunch of guys that wanted to drop a load into my cumbucket boy, and who was I to refuse? Eric collapsed on the bed as soon as we got back to our room. "Oh no you don't!" I exclaimed as I grabbed his collar and yanked him off of the bed, dragging him into the bathroom. "You're not done yet!" "Please." He meekly begged, as he laid shivering on the tile looking up at me. "I can't take anymore." In pure anger, I gave him a hard kick, right on his balls, causing him to double up and cry out in pain. It made my dick stir again. I knelt down and grabbed a fistful of his dark hair, yanking his head up. I growled into his ear, "You're done when I say you're done! You got that slut?" He just shook his head and replied softly, "Yes Sir." "Good, now get in the shower!" He quickly ripped off his dirty slutty costume and scrambled into the tub as I once again turned cold water on him. He didn't object at all as he quickly scrubbed himself clean. When he was done, I shut the water off and returned to the bedroom. I sat on the bed next to Steven who was loading another pipe. Eric walked out and I scooted over and motioned for him to sit between us. He sat down, and I took his chin in my hand, turning his face to mine. I looked deeply into his very fucked up blue eyes. "I'm sorry I had to hurt you in there boy. But you need to understand that your life is different now." I said as Steven held the pipe up to his lips. I stroked his wet hair as he blew out a big cloud. "You belong to us now. We own you." He didn't say a word as he took another hit. I stood up and retrieved his phone. I didn't say another word as he continued to hit the pipe four more times. When it was empty, I opened a video on his phone. A video I had edited from the pics and videos I had taken of Eric over the last couple of days. It started with a montage of him posing obscenely in his slutty costume. Then it cut to various scenes of him getting fucked, defiled, debased. It had clips of him getting high, blowing clouds. It had audio of him moaning like a whore, begging for poz seed, telling everyone what a nasty, dirty, freaky pig he was, and that he wanted more. Steven had reached behind Eric, under his ass and was pushing on the plug that held dozens of dirty loads in his well used cum hole as Eric softly moaned. The video eventually ended and I whispered into Eric's ear, "Now, do you want to know why we own your faggot, slut body?" He just continued to softly moan as I opened his texts. His eyes grew wide as I scrolled slowly down so he could see all the people I had sent the video too and that had responded. "That's right whore. I sent this video to everyone you know. I sent it to your parents, your siblings, your friends, your roommates, your bosses, everybody in your contacts. And guess what bitch? Nobody wants to hear from you ever again." He turned to me with tears in his eyes. "Why?" Is all he could get out. "Because," I continued as I pushed him back on the bed and Steven reached for a glass, "I have freed you up to be what you are, what you were born to be. A nasty, slutty pig. The real you. The you that you would have denied for years if I hadn't shown you the way." He groaned as I pulled the plug out of his ass. A stream of brownish cum poured out, into the glass. "Push it out pig!" I ordered him. Eric obeyed. I smiled as I watched his hole open up, his ass making a little rosebud as more dirty cum flowed out of him. Soon, the small glass was almost half full. I held it up to his face so he could get a good look at it. "See that boy? See all that dirty cum that came out of your pussy? Those are all toxic loads that were bred deep inside you. Now, you're going to open your mouth and I am am going to pour this in. Why? Because you want it. Because you're a disgusting pig and you want to make me happy. And you know that degrading you makes me happy." Eric just looked into my eyes as he slowly opened his mouth. I tipped the glass and let the brownish goo slowly fill up his mouth. He never took his eyes off of me as I slowly closed his mouth and he swallowed the toxic swill. I ran my finger around the inside of the glass, scraping off the sides. I smiled as Eric accepted my fingers and sucked them clean. My cock was rock hard. I climbed between his legs and pushed his knees back. Steven handed me a shard that I shoved into Eric's waiting hole. He groaned as I sunk my hard cock deep into him. "That's a good boy." I praised him. "This is where you belong. This is what you are. A worthless little meth fuckhole who lives to take cock." I slid myself in and out of the no longer tight hole beneath me. "So here's how it's going to be." I continued. "You're going to come back with us and be our boy. We will take care of you, and will live only to serve us. You will come with us because you know it's where you belong. And you have nowhere else to go. No family, no friends, no job, no home, nothing." Eric continued to let out little moans as I fucked him and told him his future. "And in a short while, you are going to become sick. Very sick. That's going to be your body converting you into the little poz pig you were always meant to be. And it will happen. After this weekend, it's guaranteed. You will no longer be a good little neg mormon boy. You will be a depraved cum slut who will do ANYTHING for cock and cum. And we will take care of you. You will be our little poz boy. And you will live to do anything we want you to. Is that understood bitch? If it is, tell me it's what you want. Tell me what you are." "Yes Sir." Moaned Eric as he wrapped his arms around me. "Take me with you. I want to be yours. I want to be your little poz cumdump boy. I will do anything for you! Give it to me! Give me your dirty cum!" I kissed Eric deep and hard as I unloaded again into his semi-newly devirginized cunt. As I was pulling out, there was a knock on the door. Steven opened it and a large black man entered. "Ah, I see your next appointment has arrived. Make me proud slut. Show me what a cock whore you are." Eric responded by spreading his legs and showing off his freshly fucked hole. "Come and fuck me please!" Eric begged the man. "I need you to fuck and breed me! Fill me up with your cum, PLEASE!" The man just laughed as he stripped off his clothes. He had a huge, fat cock, and Eric gasped when he saw it. "Don't go easy on the kid." I said as I patted the man on his shoulder's. "The slut needs it hard!" I sat down and lit a cigarette as Steven covered Eric's face with the popper rag. The man smiled as he pulled Eric to the edge of the bed and lifted his legs in the air. He placed the head of his cock against the waiting hole and plunged in as hard as he could with one thrust. Eric let out a loud howl as his body went ridged. The man just started pounding into the teenager beneath him as mercilessly as he could. "Oh yea!" Eric cried out. "Fuck me! Give it to me man! Fuck me harder! Pound my pussy! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME!" I smiled as I sat back and watched my new boy, my fantasy, as he proved what a good fuck pig he was. And that's how our last day went. Over the course of the day, 15 more men came by to use the young prince. I had made him put on another slutty costume to really look the role. And every anonymous strangers load went deep in his slutty cunt, where it belonged. The ride home was fairly quiet. Well, quiet because both slaves were bound and gagged for the entire trip. Eric was given a double hit of X before being immobilized and placed in a leather sleep stack. He was diapered with a fat plug in his hole and had earbuds in that continuously looped another nasty training audio. He also had a gag that connected to a funnel and served as the only urinal for the whole trip. I figured he might as well start getting used to his new life right away. Epilogue: Eric adjusted quickly to his new life, and we even managed to make some money whoring him out as an escort. I loved the idea of lonely, gross old men using his young, still somewhat fresh body and his beautiful Disney prince face for their perverted, depraved pleasures. After a month and a half he came down with the fuck flu, bad. He was really, really sick. But true to our word, we took care of him. Of course, that didn't mean we stopped using him. My favourite memory of that time was when he was at the worst part of it. His body was burning up with fever, he ached everywhere, he was too weak to even stand. So we strapped him down to a fuck bench while our little group gangbanged him all night long. At one point, I grabbed his sweaty hair and pulled up his head, and as Jeffery deposited the 10th load of the night into him I said, "See bitch. I TOLD you I would destroy you." He looked at me with pleading eyes as I laughed and spit right into them.

I have quite a few tattoos and after many years decided to embrace the pig that I am. I live in the country with work, but travel to the city to head office often. I was due to go into the office for a week in the next month and decided that it was time to mark my place as the total pig bottom I am and get a pig tattoo on my arse. I did some shopping around and found a guy with a studio not far from where I was staying. It looked like he did some good work and while sexual orientation isn't necessarily an issue, I wanted a guy tattooing my arse. I emailed a few pics and after some suggestions and back and forth (daily) we agreed on a cheeky version of a pig. He asked where I wanted it and I said on my arse cheek. All of a sudden I didn't hear from him for a few days and thought he may have been a bit weirded out by it. Two days later I get an email from him: Sorry I took a bit to get back to you - it has been a bit busy and I wanted to float a suggestion back with you. In case you prefer to have something on both arse cheeks instead of one, what do you think of this on the opposite arse cheek. It was the word "Pig" in running writing and the tail of the "g" turned into an arrow. "And the arrow can point off toward your arsehole". I was so turned on and I emailed him back - yeah let's do it. He suggested his last appointment on the Friday afternoon the week I was down there, and I locked it in. I raced home at lunch time on the Friday and cleaned out as I wanted to make sure the whole area was clean and smelled ok since he was going to be working down there for a few hours. I turn up to a house and there is a sign with the studio name on it and direction down the side driveway to a shed/studio down the back. I rock up to the glass sliding door to see what must have been one of the sexiest men alive cleaning up after what must have been his last client. He was probably just under 6" tall, dirty blonde curly hair down to his shoulders normally but messily tied back. He hadn't shaven in a few days and had piercing blue eyes. He obviously worked out and was quite toned. He was wearing a white singlet with denim shorts. The singlet showed off his many tattoos and also he perfectly blonde hairy chest. I could see a healthy bulge in his shorts and he had glorious muscular hairy legs. I was lost looking at him when I hear him opening the glass sliding door. I was so mesmerized that I hadn't even registered him walking toward the door. "Hey buddy, I'm Sam. You Simon?". I responded with a whimpering "yes" as I tried to gain my composure. Sam was a confident as he was beautiful. He motioned me in and as I walked past him he grabbed my arse and massaged it and said "I've been looking forward to working on this all week". He had the sexiest, yet evil glint in his eye as he said it. After a quick chat about the tattoo, he said to get up in the table and lay face down. I did as he asked and pulled the back of my shorts down to expose my arse for him. "Mate, we are both men here and I like to have plenty of room to work. Take your pants and underwear off and lay on the table." I did as he asked and I was already starting to get hard. I was laying on the table face down and my cock was almost rock hard within seconds just thinking about this "god" touching my arse. Sam was moving around and getting things ready and just making normal small talk. He came up to the end my head was at to sort a few things out and turned around to point his crotch right at my face and leant over and rubbed my arse with his hand and said "These tattoos are going to look great here" He slowly caressed my arse cheeks whilst getting very close to my hole. I could smell his crotch which was basically in my face and I had to use every ounce of self control not to grab it. I swear I could see it growing. Finally he went back to my arse and soon enough he was tattooing the pig on my left arse cheek. Because of where it was his off hand rested near my arsehole and as he tattooed he would occasionally slide his little finger over my arse. I was getting so turned on my cock was leaking huge amounts of precum. He said "How does that feel? All ok?" I decided since he was not hesitating to flirt, that I wouldn't either. "It feels fine Sam! The tattoo is ok too". Sam chuckled "I thought and hoped so. The tattoo was a pretty good clue. Now that is out of the way and clear, we can really enjoy the rest of the tattoo." No sooner had he said it he licked his finger and went back to tattooing my arse and slid his little finger straight into my hole and kept it in there finger fucking me as he tattooed. I couldn't help myself and I shot a load under my stomach. "I'm almost done with the pig. Do you mind if we take a quick smoko break before I do the other one? Do you have to be anywhere tonight?" I responded eagerly and told him I had no plans for the night. When he finished he rubbed some cream on my tattoo and covered it and stood up. "Just throw your shorts on and we can step out for a quick smoke before do the next one." I stand up and he can see I have cum over myself. "I thought you might enjoy the extras during the tattoo. Let me clan up the mess". And he knelt down and starts licking all the cum off my stomach, getting some in his facial hair. I'm rock hard again and he swallows my cock and gives me the best head I have had in year. I don't last long before cumming in his mouth and he doesn't miss a drop. He stands up and I pull my shorts up and I can see he is almost bursting out of his shorts and a distinct wet patch at the end of a very thick 8" cock outline. Before I get a chance to do anything he leans in and kisses me and we share my load with tongues darting it back and forth till it is all gone. I place my hand on his cock through his shorts and he grabs me and says "We got all night man. You'll get it" and smiles and kisses me again. We step out and both share a smoke before going back in and he starts on the other arse cheek and tattoo. As with the first one, he spends the whole time fingering my hole whilst tattooing. "So you got nothing planned tonight you said?" I respond with no. He stops tattooing for a second and stands up and walks around to my head again. I look up at his blue eyes and he says "How about you spend it here with me and I give you all of this (and he grabs his huge cock) and if you stay the night and enjoy it I will give you a free tattoo in the morning." I think i responded "yes" before he finished saying it. When he finished the second tattoo, he tells me to relax and that we have all night and he buries his lightly bearded face in my arse and rims me like a pro. He comes up for air and says "I am assuming the pig tatts mean you like it wet, raw and bareback like a real pig". I respond with "The only way I take a cock is raw. No rubber goes near that hole". He responds, "perfect, I am going to really enjoy sharing all of myself with you then". He stands up and I hear him unzip his shorts and walk around to my head and there is a thick 8" cock in my face. "Get this wet. Tattooing your arse has me dripping and I need to let a load go right now". I am thinking he is going to blow a load in my mouth, but I only get a minute on his cock enough to get it wet before he walks back around and pulls me by my feet to the end of the bench leaving me bent over the edge and shoves his wet raw cock in me in one go. I catch my breath and before I know it he is bottoming out and I can feel his hairy balls slapping against my arse as he fucks me deep and hard. He is almost going wild fucking me and it is't long before I feel his seed flooding my insides and he is grunting like a pig and literally yelling "Take it, take it all". He slowly pulls out and pulls his shorts back up and says, "fucking hot! lets grab a drink and smoke". We step out and he grabs a few beers and we stand around and have a smoke and drink with the occasional snog in between. TBC....

Express an interest. Don't mooch off him for money, but let him spend a little on you when he offers (drinks, dinner, stuff like that). Don't be selfish in bed. Don't be ashamed to be seen with him. Don't fetishize his age; he wants to be appreciated despite the age difference not just because of it.

Before leaving Vegas for their respective distance homes they found a few chances to talk to each other. That was between their frequent sexual encounters with a dozen or so guys. Jack wanted to know Stu's level of seriousness related to chasing after Jack's HIV strain. Stu needed to know if Jack was ever planning on a Med holiday and perhaps taking part in another pozing party. Jack confessed the thought had more than crossed his mind. He loved that feeling of shooting his toxic load into a willing negative body. His doctor wouldn't like it; but, he was indeed planning on taking a long enough med holiday every four or five years timed precisely for a scheduled pozing party . "In that case " Stu said, "I will roll the dice each time you do. Even number - I will not chase your strain. Odd number - I'll be sure we get together when you are most toxic, and we'll fuck bareback like rabbits with me being your bottom bitch. " As the years passed they cemented their distance relationship by traveling together at least three or four times per year. Usually to gay hotspots. The times Jack took med vacations, becoming toxic for pozzing parties Stu consistently rolled even numbers. They would frequently talk about this theme in their relationship which would always lead to the hottest sex. Then 2012 rolled around and Stu was among the first to adopt the us of PrEP. He was anxious for his 'once in a blue moon ' bottoming experiences to become more frequent than the few times per year he and Jack were together. Stu's compliance with PrEP medication, as with any prescription, was never excellent. There were times a whole week would pass before he remembered to pop a pill. In the fall of 2019 Jack was planning another med holiday to be ready for the next pozing party in Vancouver in mid March of 2020. Stu rolled the dice and they landed on a seven. Finally an odd number. He was actually deeply relieved because of the inconsistency of his PrEP use. He was bareback bottoming for a lot of guys and figured one was bound to knock him up eventually. He was more than ready to quit PrEP and get his conversion over with, and preferably from Jack. Everything was settled. Jack would take a med holiday and Stu would stop PrEP for good. They would meet up in Vancouver for a week before the pozing party so Jack would have lots of time to pass his strain on to Stu before infecting the negative bottom volunteers.

the word 'cunt' as its origins in Latin 'cune/cunei meaning "wedge" which is descriptive of the wedge shaped writing called Babylon cuneiform. If you see my gaping ass canyon at rest, it indeed fulfills that description as it is no longer a hole but long slit or gash or wedge from the excessive size and sodomy it has enjoyed and continues to endure. I don't really care what my tops call my hungry high use ass cavern, as long as they are stuffing it, stretching it, and stimulating its sex pleasure circuits to the max as they breed load after cum load into my sperm bank of a body. here is my hole at rest:

You’re right, we don’t know this yet, but it’s being looked into. There’s a part of the virus called the n-protein, which is separate to the spike protein the vaccines mimic. So if someone has antibodies to the spike protein, that could have come from either a vaccine or from infection. But if someone has antibodies to the n-protein, that can only mean they were infected. So if we test a large number of people who got the vaccine for antibodies to the n-protein, and also test a large number of people who got the placebo, and compare rates, we’ll be able to tell whether vaccinated people can still contract the infection. This is going to be done as part of the ongoing vaccine trials. Technically that’s not the same thing as studying whether vaccinated people can spread the infection, but studying that would require lots of point-in-time swabbing the noses and throats of vaccinated people with no symptoms, so it would be a lot more difficult. The n-protein method should give good data regardless.

It has been a joy to read through the last few pages of responses to this thread, and all the differing preferences on what we all like. My preferences are a bit of a mixed bag. For me I find hole uninspiring, as it could mean anything. Pussy, this one doesn't sit well with me, as a few recent respondees have said, it is too feminizing. Of course, absolutely nothing wrong in others using that term, just not for me. Now cunt, YES, I LOVE that! 🐷 But before I go on to say why, I will say that for me the term cunt has two primary meanings; Firstly female genitalia, and then secondly as the lovely drscorpio has highlighted it as, an extreme swear word. However, this extreme swear word can then be divided into two sub categories; one where it is given out as contempt, and the other where you can just be joking around with a friend and calling them that in a state of playful humour. (Body language, tone of voice, and facial expressions will help facilitate the context.) In regards to referring to a man's ass as a cunt, for me is just perfect. Inside of his ass, his rectum, is in reality; wet, warm, and a soft velvet sensation carrasing my RAW Dick. For me there is also the added dimension of objectification which fits this term just so.

After getting my guiche pierced in October, I decided to take a break from sex for a few months. My boyfriend went out of town, and this hispanic I’ve been trying to get together with messaged me saying he had a six day load to shoot and needed some good head. I cleaned out, just in case, and headed over to his place. I started sucking his cock getting him nice and hard. He told me to get on all 4s and started tongue fucking my ass. The next thing I knew he was balls deep in my hole. He told me he could tell my whore hole needed to be bred as he shot his load deep in me. I headed home hornier than ever and craving more loads. I hit up Grindr looking for more cock and quickly got a message from a guy going by domtop. Well, he wasn’t very Dom, and wasn’t much of a top. There was no chemistry so we decided he should leave. Disappointed, I decided to check on Scruff. I immediately got a message from a white bear I’ve been trying to get bred by for a while. He asked if I was looking for loads, and I invited him over. I sucked his thick cock deep and got it sloppy wet with my throat slim. He bent me over and shoved his cock in me. He told me how great my sloppy cum filled hole felt as he fucked me harder and deeper. He began to grunt and I felt him shoot deep in me. He kept fucking me and bred me 2 more times. I sucked his cock clean and he told me he’d be back to breed me again soon. Satisfied I headed to bed. I woke up horny as hell from the previous night’s activities. I was hit up by a black super chub on GROWLr telling me he wanted to breed my hole. He gave me his address and I headed over. We made out and I started sucking on his big titties. He pushed me down to my knees and shoved his cock in my mouth. He fucked my throat hard and got his cock nice and wet. He told me to get my white ass on the bed and get ready for his big black cock to wreck my hole. I complied and took a big hit of poppers. He pushed in me hole and got into some inappropriate verbal race play calling me a slutty cracker whore, a honky cumdump. He kept his dick hard for 3 hours, giving me 5 loads total. I headed home and then took a nap. I woke up and had a message on scruff from this hot deaf guy who lived nearby. He said he wanted to breed me so I invited him over. We started fooling around, but something wasn’t clicking. I tried communicating with him through sign, but he didn’t know how. He kept pulling out his phone and typing and handing it back and forth. It took me out of the moment, so we decided to part ways. I then got a message on scruff from this skinny black guy asking if I was looking for now. I gave him my address and he headed over. Right away I could tell he was in the clouds but he was able to get hard so I didn’t give a shit. I deep throated his 9 inch tool and got him ready to fuck. He was very Dom and gave me a good hard fucking. After he nut in me three times I called it a night and he headed home. Had a hot 48 hours.

It can be difficult to set something like that up randomly, even through the “party” announcements on apps like BBRTS. The conventional wisdom is that you should expect only about 25% of the guys who say they’re going to come to actually show, so if you wanted 20 guys you’d have to round up 80 commitments - and that’s not going to happen. Your best bet starting out is to visit a bathhouse or sex club in a larger metro area, or a busy gay campground in the high season, or attend a very specialized event like Fickstuttenmart in Berlin, and try to put yourself in positions where you’ll get heavily used. If you’re lucky you might also find a Dominant Top interested in lining up guys to fuck you, but these men are very uncommon. More importantly, if you’ve just lost your virginity and just taken your first two or three cocks, then I have to tell you that you are nowhere near ready to take an all-night fucking by 20 men. Or ten. Or probably even four. I know it sounds hott and something deep inside you craves to be the object of the lust of so many men, but a gangbang is a violent, painful, brutal ordeal for any bottom, and the more Tops that are involved, the greater the likelihood that the use will become extreme. I’m a trained sexual service submissive. I’ve been gang-fucked by more than 30 men in a matter of hours. I’ve taken more than 20 cocks on multiple occasions. It took me a while to build up the endurance to do that, and I can only do it in part because my training involved a certain amount of sexual torture that conditioned me to accept discomfort. In a large gangbang situation, you’re in the control of a group of masculine, powerful men who are in their rut, and they are not going to stop if you suddenly decide you’ve had enough. And if that just makes it sound hotter, that’s proof that you’re not ready. There’s no need to rush - the world is full of cock, and the beautiful thing is that no matter how often it cums, it’s inevitably going to need to do it again, and soon. Take your time learning all the things a cock can do in your hole, and all the ways you can please a cock with your hole. Train yourself gradually to be the sexual athlete you aspire to be, so you can both avoid getting hurt, and enjoy the ride.

So have a couple days off between Christmas and New Years and needed some hot sex. Started with meeting a regular guy that likes to dump his load in my ass. We made out I sucked his cock for a bit then he opened me up and fucked and bred me in under 10 minutes. Next guy I’ve been flirting with for a little while - didn’t know he’d be into bb but he has a huge dick and after making out and sucking each other for a while there was no question that he loved it raw. Stretched me out good for a wonderful fuck - I fucked back and it drove him eventually over the edge as he asked me where I wanted the load... well deep in my hole buddy I said, his eyes rolled back and he came hard and deep. Then went straight out to meet a regular bud - he doesn’t love groups but doesn’t mind wet hole so fucked me good with his big dick and dumped his babies deep inside after a quick fuck. Then the highlight of the day - went over to my bud who loves gangbang / blindfold situations. Entered his dark apartment and got ready on his bed. He had a friend with him so first his friend had a little taste of my very cummy ass at that point. I shot a small load in his face as he asked me to release som of it. That made the smell of cum very strong in the room which drove us all wild and first the friend started fucking nicely - he came quickly as the cum was lubing his cock nicely. He Groaned hard as I felt big spurts in his cock empty into my very full hole. Then my bud took over - he likes to tease the hole and take his time. Cum drenched his cock and the smell filled the room, as he continued to open and tease my hole and I teased back by pushing out a little cum and squeezing his cock. After a nice long fuck he dumped a huge load deep inside me mixing with the rest. went home and unfortunately had to run other errands at that point (could have done two more fucks with guys that love sluts) but pushed out all the loads first at home, huge cumfarts and the telltale strong smell of cum in my nose as I watched a huge puddle on the bathroom floor. Attaching a photo I took of it - sorry for the bad quality!

Last night on back seat of my car. One preety 47 yr old gay fuck me. I vas laying on sit on my beck, I raised my legs high, pressing my feet to the ceiling. He knelt in front of me and fucked me in my ass. On the end he give me very big load. I felt his hot sperm and i vas very happy.

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

I could do that... For me, I prefer to wear a jock. It gets my cock out of sight where it belongs, frames my ass nicely for presentation to the top, and (mostly) marks me out as a bottom for anyone wondering. It can also be grabbed and played with by the top while he’s fucking me, and I love when it gets all covered in lube and body fluids.

Goodness, there are some right greedy sluts here, isn't there 😉 hehe ... With a 7.5" in length Dick it seems one would fall short for the requirements of many a size queen. I recall on one other site, Recon I think it was, where one guy clearly stated on his profile he would not entertain anyone with a Dick under 10". Well good luck with that one you greedy pig, haha. I am happy with my size, but even more so with the strong curve my Dick has which seems to have a natural path to that all illusive prostate 🐷👅 Technique and connection can also play their part. And of course I am not averse to having a good ole slosh about in a soft, warm and wet loose cunt. 💦

In my very young days, I consented to find tops for a good looking guy who wanted a gang bang. And I stupidly did it before I met him and fucked him to know how/if he could take it. Well, I got the men together and the bottom tapped out after 10 minutes of five men fucking him in rotation. The tops were furious--until the the one vers man in the group jumped in the sling and took us all on. It was all in the bottom's head--with no real experience. @Eroswired is absolutely right. Go to a venue (when they re-open) and try to be the load collector for the night in a public sling. See how your hole holds up. Repeat and keep going back. And maybe then start planning your own party.

Married to a women. Dom top in NC. Yesterday. A new sub fag who was introduced to me by another married bud. He was coming in after me to load up the fag too. The sub fag hosted which always makes it easier for top married discreet guys like me.

Lots of patience and experience, my dear boy. I didn't get properly gang banged for the first time until my late 30's. It may not take you that long, but your fantasies are getting the best of you. You honestly need more experience - one on one to start with and slowly work yourself up to more. If you're only just losing your virginity, you haven't fully experienced just how varied tops can be. You need to try out different sizes, ages, fucking styles, and so forth in a comfortable setting with no pressure. As @ErosWired correctly states, once your in the moment of being at a gang bang, it's far too late to determine you're in over your head - you're completely at the mercy of the tops who are there, and they won't tolerate having organised a whole group of guys just to have you decide you've had enough after 2 or 3 men.

WTAF?! How can she possibly be a well-respected epidemiologist and state that without at least a mention of the fact that if young healthy people don't get vaccinated, the vaccination efforts will not produce significant herd immunity, and the virus will continue to spread unchecked via asymptomatic infections? Thereby putting at risk all of the people in high risk groups who choose not to get the vaccine, especially those who cannot because of other health conditions. Color me unimpressed.

I still live with my parents and am not out, so hosting in my room isn’t an option. Once I could drive though I started having sex in my mom’s car. When I could finally buy one of my own I got a truck with an extended cab so I had a backseat that was roomy with more room to fuck and tinted the windows. Sadly a lot of guys I try and hook up with aren’t down for car sex but there’s a set of guys really into that and public sex. So I stick with those guys who are down with that or can host. Car sex is less than ideal and hardly romantic but it’s better than nothing. I still when I see mom drive off in her car knowing she has no idea how many guys I had sex with in it.

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

Generally you should not have any probs getting filled, I like working smooth holes for long sessions.

SXPAT (BBRT) hosted a g8 party last Feb in an apartment at Spring Hill Mews on a Sunday, I parked up on Leichhardt-st. The host and some guests made fair amount of racket being fucked and eaten out. Donkeyman had a g8 protein meal several times on sloppy-seconds... also daisy-chain fun, and I did my hot reverse-backwards-fucking position on several. Party guests were buzzed in by the host from the front security gate.

Part 2 - Dark room boogaloo The black guy banged on the door, ‘Hurry the fuck up kid, you’re gonna love this’. I wiped my eyes and face on the back of my arm and snorted back on the cum that had made it’s way into my sinuses when the long dicked guy had roughly pulled out of my throat. Still coughing I searched the floor for my Amyl, putting my hand through something cold, wet and sticky in the process, which I’m sure was someone elses cum. Without thinking I wiped the liquid of on my chest and got up of the sticky floor. I unlatched the door to find the black Adonis standing with his arms crossed, a small black fanny pack over his towel. ‘About fucking time, looks like you had fun in there, come on’. Motioning to the cum I’d wiped down my front and the erection I’m surprised I still had. Was I hard the entire time? He put an arm around my shoulders and led me down the hall, ‘How was it kid? You look like you had fun’. I cleared my throat as I let myself be directed to our next destination, my embarrassment from being seen nude earlier forgotten. ‘I guess, my throats abit sore though’. He stopped us outside a open doorway, nothing but darkened beyond. ‘Take another few big hits of the poppers, that’ll clear that shit up, more on the next one and hold it in’. He took the bottle from me as he saw me struggle to close it back up, my lungs full and my vision going slightly dark along the edges. He pressed the closed bottle back into my grip and told me to make sure I kept hitting it, before half leading half carrying me into the darkness. My enabling guide led me through the darkness, as sounds of other men doing various things around us filtered through my hazy mind, someone moaning ‘harder’, another ‘slow down’. The black guy took me deeper into it all until my legs made contact with something made of wood and he whispered in my ear, ‘Gonna lay you down kid, make sure you hit that bottle nice and deep for me’, before pushing me forward and over some padded surface at about waist height. His Hands ran down from my shoulders and over my back, taking hold of my cheeks with each hand and with spreading them apart with a squeeze. Getting the bottle back open I put it to my nose and inhaled slow and deep like in the hall, taking in a sharp breath as something warm and wet swept across my exposed hole. Awkwardly securing the lid back on in the lightlessness I struggled to hold in the fumes as the thing kept stroking my anus, pushing firmer and slowly relaxing my ass to gain entry, it was when releasing a shuddering breath I realized I was being rimmed for the first time. A deep moan escaped my lips as his tongue worked it’s way deeper into me, his palms on my cheeks and his thumbs pulling them apart as I could feel them digging into the sides of my hole. My hole getting wetting by the second as a rivulet of saliva began running down my taint, huffing poppers the only thing on my mind along with the new sensation and slight pain as my guide worked his thumbs into my drool sloppy hole, his hands shifting on my cheeks to allow his thumbs to push in deeper with his tongue. Taking another deep hit of my poppers I felt him pull back, one hand releasing my right check and the other shifting more towards the middle to jam his thumb in deeper, my body tensing and a hiss coming from between my clenched teeth as his thumbnail scratched my insides, he worked his thumb back and forth, pressing down against my prostate. Other hands found my arms and sides, stroking my back, shoulders and neck. The hot black guy removed his thumb and I felt two fingers press against my saliva slicked hole, roughly pushing in and stretching my ring. He worked his fingers around inside me, I could feel a finger nail of something scratch my insides as he harshly pressed and stroked my insides, a burning sensation starting to build as I squirmed and winced. “Ow hey that’s starting to burn abit” I complained, attempting to push myself up off my stomach, the various hands stroking my body held me down, one of the hands taking a firm hold on the back of my neck, a third finger being worked up my stretched ring as my guide responded. “Stay put kid and keep hitting those poppers. Just a little warming lube to loosen you up yeah?” As he said his last word he thrust his 3 fingers to the knuckles, causing me to let out a pain shout and clenching around his thick digits. “Just fucking relax bitch” He growled as he yanked the fingers from my tender hole, my hole continuing to burn lightly as despite the hurt I missed the sensation the fingers provided. One of the hands ran down my arm until he found my hand and took the bottle of poppers, the hand disappeared from my neck and I smelt the strong smell I’d been huffing before a hand found my hair, yanking my head up and a towel pressed to my face. The first breath through the towel taking me off-guard as the pure strong smell of amyl hit my senses like nothing I’d ever experienced, my eyes rolling back behind my closed eyes and my body going numb, the floating feeling like laying face down on a hammock. Distantly I felt someone spit on my hole and fingers rammed themselves back inside me, the sudden pain cutting through the numbness for a moment before the deep burning started again. Each deep breath through the towel pulling me deeper into myself, only connected to my body by the heat in my anus, the feeling of something scratching my insides as he pressed again my insides and the growing need for more. My next breath sucked in almost clear air, the smell of sweat, musky and lingering traces of amyl assaulting my senses as my face is freed of the towels fumes. The hair in my hand yanked my head up further, drool running down my chin from my open mouth as something pressed again my cheek, then my nose and finally found my mouth. Before I had a chance to process that it was a dick it was already insistently pressing at my throat and causing me to gag loudly, my hands found legs before me and pushed against them, the pelvis before me just pressing harder until my nose was pressed against his pubes, already wet with what smelled like lube and something else. He held me there, cock lodged down my throat as my chaperone spread his fingers inside me, I tried to scream from the sudden stretching pain but the cock blocked the sound just as well as it blocked the air I desperately needed. Both my holes were suddenly empty, coughing and sputtering as I dragged in each breath, my ass frantically clenching around the phantom feeling of fingers as the need to have the back grew like a wildfire, hand still gripping my hair I felt a cock brush against my lips. As I opened my mouth to suck on the head I felt someones legs against my own and a chest against my back, then I heard the black guys voice next to my ear. “Time for the real thing kid” His cock pressing again my hole, my mind screamed at me through the fog to make sure he’s safe, “Ow fuck, c..condom?” his cock pressed harder as his tip was pushing the limits of what my ring could take. He scoffed, “Yeah sure kid” and with a shove I felt a sharp sting in my ring and he was inside me, first just his head and I’d felt like I’d been torn open. I opened my mouth to scream and it was jammed full of cock before I had the chance, tears ran down my face as I screamed and sobbed around the dick causing me to gag as it found it’s way down my throat. The shaft stretching my ass kept pressing forward, each inch feeling like I was being split in half as I slapped and pushed at the thighs in front of me, finally I felt his powerful legs and groin press again my backside with a hard thrust, another sharp pain as the head of his cock forced something deeper to shift and make room. Using his weight against my body to keep my down he found my arms and forced them back to my sides, holding them in his strong hands against the padded surface as he pulled back, slowly exiting my ass before slamming his hips back down and working up a slow but hard rhythm. The guy in my throat thrusting hard and deep repeatedly before pulling back just enough for me to steal half a breath before forcing me back down his shaft. “ Watch the fucking teeth” he said angrily, earning me a slap to the side of the head and a harsher tug of my hair. They worked my holes for their please, not matching a rhythm like in the porno’s I’d come to love but just brutal thrusts that pulverized any resistance and fight I had left. When I stopped crying out around the cock in my mouth every time he pounded my ass he found a new angle to make it hurt again and when I stopped gagging around the dick making itself home in my throat he found a new way to make me choke and massage his head. The guy in front wrapped his free hand around my throat, choking me tighter around his dick as he made short balls deep thrusts, using my throat like a flesh jack as he starved me for air. With one last push he jammed his throbbing dick as far as it would reach and grunted above me, unloading down my throat and straight down my esophagus, my drool and slobber running down my chin and his balls. I was so starved of air that when he pulled out and leg go of my hair, my head just dropped, hanging over the end of the bench, wheezing in breath after ragged breath between coughing up cum and drool. My guide behind me must have picked up the pace while my consciousness was fading as he was leaning all his weight on my arms and fucking my ass like a piston. I could feel the pain and burning in my ass like it was a memory in my daze, the loud slaps of his hips against my cheeks and my own whimpers and yelps echoing in my mind. It hurt and I wanted it to stop, I didn’t want it like this, this pain and humiliation. Despite the pain and my numbing arms, I knew I was pushing back, mumbling for more. I felt like I was flying, like being drunk, snorting amyl and smoking weed all at once. I knew I hated this but not why I craved it so much more. With a loud deep grunt he slammed balls deep, the throbbing of his shaft almost lost in the burning heat and soreness of my insides, releasing my arms I felt his sweaty weight rest on top of me once again, a hand finding my mouth “Fuck. You did good kid, here suck on these”, three finger not waiting for me to comply but just forcing themselves into my mouth, my taste buds assaulted with what I can only guess was my ass with something acidic, not even the hint on lube. To be continued..

I love sound and catheter play. I do find it pretty hard to find guys that are into it as well. Ultimate fantasy is to be hooked up by cath to another guy while we party and swap chem piss. 😈

Skin on skin feels so much better, just like for you. And why wouldn't I want the skin of the man inside me literally touching me without barrier? I know well before he cum I am already absorbing precious precum from him into me. In general any pulling out is so wrong. Cum belongs in me. I know that. I want and need cum in my ass. I keep it in me to absorb as much of my top forever as I can.

This is a (mostly) true story of how my fantasy became a reality. Part 1 I’m 5’9”, 145 lbs, and blonde with bright blue eyes. My twink body is covered in hair and usually had a bit of musk from running or working out - just the way a man should smell. For the past year is fantasized and watched poz porn, but never thought I’d do it because of what I thought would be the repercussions. I was visiting my buddy in Kansas City on a hot weekend in August this summer. We visited a couple of gay bars but they were too packed with people and catching COVID made us both too nervous to stay out long. Little did I know I’d be catching something even stronger that night. We picked up some beer and went back to his place but being in a big city had me really turned on - I always love sampling the new guys when I visit a city. It wasn’t long before I was on Grindr with the name “All loads 👌🏼“ and a picture of my muscular stomach. Pretty soon the messages started rollin in and I lined up a couple hookups back to back. I told my buddy I was going to meet up with some other friends and hopped in my car to the first hookup. As I drove up, I looked at the pics he had sent over - every one showed a huge black cock and muscular, oddly veiny stomach. I thought nothing of it and, as I pulled up my heart began to race. This apartment building looked like a giant trap house and I knew nothing could would come of it. I opened Grindr again in my car and teased my hole until I thought “Fuck it, I need that dick’s cum inside me.” I took a deep breath and walked inside, up three flights of stairs, past busted out doors and ripped up carpets. My heart sped as I got to the apartment number and heard moaning on the other side. Without knocking, I walked into see a thick muscular black guy and his buddy sitting in the couch naked, both stroking giant cocks and watching some TIM porn. I immediately slid off my shorts (I wasn’t wearing underwear) and got in front of them to lube up their cocks with my throat. While I was sucking the guy that hit me up on Grindr, he pushed my head all the way down his cock and held it there. His buddy got up and started eating my hole out, sucking my loose hole into his mouth and around his younger. Suddenly he switched and shoved his rock hard cock into my ass without letting me suck him off. He immediately went to town and the pain was excruciating but soon my ass was wet and I breathed through the pain to relax my hole. He let out a chuckle and nudged his buddy whose cock was still fucking the back of my throat to look at something but didn’t say anything else. “You fucking slut - you’re little faggot hole opened right up for me didnt it” he said as he kept fucking me harder. Soon I felt his body start to tense and without warning he yelled out “Take my fucking kids you little slut.” He so Ed his cock all the way in and we both moaned as the Grindr guy pulled my face up to kiss him and look in my eyes. He slid out of me and they switched positions, but I noticed that his cock had cum mixed with what looked like blood fed around the base. He noticed my look and laughed then said, “Yeah I got your ass nice and opened up in every way for my boy here. Don’t worry, he’ll make sure you get loaded good”...

Sometimes it can be hard to find a guy to pin me down and fuck my hole hard and deep ... so when I got a message to meet up with this guys who I had never spoken to before online I took the opportunity. I put my footy shorts on, jockstrap and lubed my hole up before I arrived. When I did, he led me into the bedroom, and forced me down to my knees, spat on me and made me suck his cock, which I did. Choking and gagging as he held the back of my head and thrusted down my throat, his cock was wet and dripping. Wasn't long after that he just pushed me down onto the carpet and shoved my head down and pulled my shorts down to expose my jocked up ass. He spat on my hole, and before I could say anything he began to tease my hole and slowly press against it to slide int... I tried to turn my head but his hand held me down. I reached into my pocket to pull out the condom, but he grabbed my hand and held it behind my back, i turned my head and said "use a dom man, its in my pocket" to which he replied "oh yea?" still teasing his leaking cock against my hole. He pushed my head down, this time his hand over my mouth and reached for the condom out of my pocket. I was relieved, Id never spoke to this guy before or even know his status. He grabbed it out of my pocket only to throw it. I began to panic ... he then put his whole body against mine and whispered "You're gunna take it raw fag" and slid his cock in. I began to squirm and moan, as he told me "Shut up and take it". He took his hand off from over my mouth, and i begged him not to shoot inside me, he kept pounding me asking me "you want it slut?" I then asked "don't shoot inside are you neg?" he replied "Are you?" and i answered "Yes, don't blow" this was when he then just put his hands over my mouth and began to grunt i moaned and squirmed so hard, knowing he was going to breed me ... When he finally took his hand away from my mouth, "Please man don't cum" and he laughed and said "too late now slut" he got off me went picked up the condom and then threw it at me. "Thanks for that slut" he pulled my shorts up, pulled me up off the floor and I left. When i messaged him afterwards asking what his status is, he didn't reply. 2 days later i went to message him again and his profile was gone ...

Oh wow... damn.. I want him in me.. that is one horny man💦

Uncut all the way. Love rolling my tongue around inside the foreskin.

I prefer to use pussy but I will use cunt if I feel the hole deserves the title. Pussy just sounds more natural to me.

FWIW: For an actual hookup/dating/meet site/app - think everything from Grindr to Scruff to Growlr to Recon to A4A to whatever, when it's NOT focused on BB or HIV issues - I won't even bother with someone who doesn't have a face pic posted publicly, no matter how nice his body shape may be. For me, that's simply affirming that you're "out" enough that you won't freak out in public if one of us does something that could tip off a stranger that we're gay. I came to that decision a very long time ago, when seeing a guy who had bizarre rules for protecting himself in his closet: we could go to lunch together (because buddies do that) but not dinner (because that's for dates). We couldn't go to a movie together but we could go to a sports event. That sort of bullshit. I was coming up on 30 at the time and after that ended, I said "fuck this, never again". I'm fine if other pics are included, if NSFW pics are allowed, but I'm OK with those being privately shared. As for recent-ness, I think it really varies, but as long as you look so reasonably much like your picture that nobody has to look three times to make sure it's you, I'm okay with the picture being a little out of date. Five years is pushing it, but if you haven't changed significantly in, say, 24 months, that's not really an issue if your picture is that old. The problem is the ones who are delusional enough to NOT recognize they no longer resemble the youth in the photo at all.

I was started on a 9” then went to my first ltr with a 10”. I have had every size in me. I really don’t have a preference. I think if you are a man and know how to use it you are good with me. I am a sloppy bottom however. I don’t know if smaller men like sloshing around in my big cunt. Lol.

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

To me. Incest is great. Dads with sons all their life, and same with daughters. Family love is something to enjoy and share. I know because i have had family sex all my childhood. Loved it then and look back on it now with excitment. Society is not the feelings of all. Its a collective of ideas that are forced upon us. There should never be any issues with nudity or sex with anyone at any age. Except if forced. Forced is bad in all cases. Maybe one day society will mature and accept sex as a good thing for all. No matter their age or family connection.

The first time I fisted a guy was in 2011. I was visiting my fuckbuddy Jim, and he had been watching a lot of German porn lately. After our usual dance of me gagging on his thick dick, we had a smoke break, and watched one of his latest purchases. A guy on the screen got fisted deeply. Jim turned to me with his drunk eyes and said "Do you think you could do that to ME?" I was willing to give it a go, so we went to his sling. I covered my hand and forearm in Crisco, and knowing he could take some toys deeply, I went for it. I had no idea what I was doing, and while I didn't rush in, I didn't exactly take my time with it either. I was nearly elbow-deep in Jim after only a few minutes of play. His safe word was "banana", and I kept telling him to let me know when it's too much or if he's had enough. I had no complaints. He just reclined in the sling, and let me do my work. After some time, my hand began to ache and go numb. I finally spoke up and asked him for a break from it. I got a small sound that sounded close to "no", so I kept at it a little while longer. The second time, I didn't give him a choice in whether I was done. I told him I'm pulling out and that it may sting a bit. Silence. I withdrew my hand, and found it covered in blood. I was alarmed, so I stood to show it to Jim. But he was passed out. Done for the night. I went upstairs and showed his partner the blood. I was certainly tempted to lick it, but I had to remember where it just came from, so I went to the sink and thoroughly washed myself. A couple days later, I called Jim and asked if he felt okay after the fisting. Everything came out normal. I then told him about the blood. All he had to say was "It happens." And he admitted he forgot the safe word before he went out of consciousness, but admitted that it felt amazing and he loved it. We did that almost every time after that until we were no longer able to see each other. There's a small addendum to this that the pigs of the forum may appreciate. This past Thanksgiving, Jim's partner (now widow) told me that Jim had been poz for years and didn't treat it or tell anyone. What do you think would have happened to me if I had given into the temptation to lick the blood from my forearm? That's another topic in another forum, but let's just say it was a missed opportunity that I would not have been ready to embrace. Nowadays... who knows. 😈

l would love to strangle you unconscious while my forearm is elbow deep in your whore ass. You look like the sexy kind of trash l like to abuse

I do not know about others, but for myself personally it is not important at all to hear my bottom say that I am big. It is not about size (to an extent). I wouldn't say that I am 'large', but then, what defines large? My Dick is about 7.5" in length when fully erect, and I am sure that some would see that as large, others average, and for those that I'd physically fall into their anal abyss (haha) would see me as microscopic. So yeah, not important to me at all. What is of great importance for me though, is chemistry, a human to human spiritual connection if you like. As for tight VS loose, tight can be fun if one is corrupting them, sorry, I mean training 😉, but I MUCH prefer a sloppy loose cunt. If it makes you feel uncomfortable to act that way, then don't - You are in charge of your destiny.

I am always think it's hot to see the expression on a tops face when he comes into my house and notices the family photos as we go up the stairs. You know the wife and I and the 4 kids over the years, even one with a grandchild. They almost all want to breed me in one of the kids rooms when given the choice. One regular top always wanted to hear about how I would squeeze his cum out my ass, let it run down my balls and then fuck it into her. He always said it would be hot for her to get pregnant that way, but it never happened.

I really try not to pay attention to my clit during breeding. I recently started to lock up my clit and it was only then I noticed that there are times my clit tries to get hard. For me it’s a non issue. My sex organ is getting used. My clit is not important.

Justin headed off to the bookstore and just as he was about to open the door this 6'6 tall white ginger all muscled and his dick was still hard as Justin zoned in on his package and his fat meat was outlined. He thought fuck, wish I had been here ten minutes earlier. The guy walked to his car and go in it and speed off. Justin went inside, got change at the counter and heading back to the booths. It was empty except for a young college guy in the back. That much have been who serviced that big dick massive ginger dick. Lucky fuck Justin thought as he dipped in a booth. The booth next to him opened and closed and soon he saw a finger tracing the hole. Before the last few days his dick would have been hard for some young guy who wanted to blow him but all he wanted now was to service dick and lots of it. Justin put his finger up to the hole and traced it and soon the kid stuck his dick through. Nice seven inch dick, uncut. Justin started to suck his dick and fished his balls through, lifted his dick and licked and sucked the kids balls. He then sucked and nibbled the foreskin and the kid was moaning, he sucked and went down on him and after ten minutes the kid was about to shoot and he tried to pull his dick back but Justin held him in place and sucked and licked that edged dick till the boy shot his load in Justin's mouth. It was huge and tasted amazing! Young college cock, so good. Justin nursed his dick and cleaned him up till the boy went soft and he let go. The kid whispered thanks through the hole and left. Justin sat there licking his lips and then he heard the door to the right open and close. The guy unbuckled his belt and pulled out a curved dick had to be nine inches,he watched as the guy watched gay porn and jacked his dick. Just rubbed his dick and balls as he watched the guy. He was so ready to taste the guys dick and then he froze, fuck that looks like that hot poz 23 year old from BBRT. He tried to see the guys body and face but he could not. Justin struggled with the idea of getting up but couldn't move. If that is him maybe I can just suck his dick, it looks so beautiful, then the guy turned and backed up to the wall, it was not him. Justin was relieved and rubbed his finger over the hole and the guy walked toward him and slide his rock hard dick through the hole. Justin sucked on the guys head and held his thick dick and slowly started to inch his way down the guys cock licking and sucking on the guys dick until it was all the way to the base and then let up and did it again. He sucked and licked that big dick and then pulled off and nursed the guys head. The guys started to pull his dick out and Justin went deed again and he let him swallow his cock and then he pulled it from Justin's mouth. Justin put his tongue out to show the guy he wanted this dick again and while he was doing that the guy turned around and spread his hole ass and hole and pressed his hairy hole back on Justin's tongue. Justin licked and probed the hot guys hole and put his fingers on either side to pull it apart so he could tongue deeper and the guy moaned. The guy pulled off and shoved his leaking dick back in. Justin opened wide and swallow the entire dick and started to suck it. then pulled up and went back down again and the guy pulled out of the hole and got on his knees and whispered to Justin "show me your hole." Just got up and pressed his ass back and the guy spit three times on his hole and then fingers two of them entered him. The guy pulled out and spit on his hole again and then shoved two fingers deep her and then he hard the guy spit three more time but it was not on his hole and then that big curved dick pressed against Justin's boy pussy and started to push in. Justin looked forward and then to the left and he saw a bottom of poppers someone had left and he quickly grabbed them and started inhaling. The guy was rough, he would pull almost all the way out and shove it back in getting deeper each time and the curve beating up his insides. The guy got deep once Justin had inhaled enough and after another two minutes he shot his load in Justin. Left his dick in Justin and then slowly pulled out after his dick started to soften. He slid two fingers back in the Justin and fingered his hole and then a third. Justin kept inhaling the poppers and the guy pressed his fingers all the way in. Then he pulled them out and put them back in after a min and a noise like the guy had dropped a tin lid and then he felt that familiar sharpness and then his hole started to get warm and tingly. The fingers worked their way in and out and soon Justin was moaning and pressing back hard on the guys fingers and then the guy pulled out and slide his big dick up Justin's ass and slow fucked him. slowly all the way in and then out til Justin's hole close and then pressing right back in slowly. Justin began to shake on the others side. His dick was so tingly and his balls felt so tight. This guy made just feel like his hole was the most amazing fuck tunnel. Justin heard the door open in the other booth and soon the longest black dick slide through. Had to be 11 inches, Justin stretched and got the head in his mouth and sucked on the guys cock. He could only take three inches but he loved how dark and smooth it was. He was leaking cum and it tasted amazing, Justin's legs kept shaking, he was rubbing his cock after taking it out of his jock, he felt like his legs were going to fall out from under him they were shaking and week so he pressed both hands against the opposite wall which allowed him to take another inch of the black gods cock. The guy on the other side of the wall never changed his pace and soon Justin felt his little dick leak cum all over the floor. It felt amazing. The guy slow fucked him for another two to three minutes and shot a huge load in the boy. He said, that a good fucking cunt! You deserve every drop of my load! Justin did not think much of it as the guy continued to slowly pump his ass and he sucked the big black cock. Soon the guy pulled out and said fucking whore back up on the BBC. I text my buddy to come over and try that hot hole of yours. He is huge but you can take it boy, I am gonna watch your face as you back up onto his big dirty cock. Justin turned around and lined up that big dick at his hole and pressed back and the guy watched as Justin started to show pain as the dick was rearranging his intestines. The guy smiled and said you better hold onto the wall over her he fucks hard, Justin followed his direction and the the nice guy put poppers under Justin's nose and Justin inhaled ten times before the the bbc started to move around inside him. Justin's pain increased and the guy told Justin that he was gonna come over, wait 30 second and open the door. Here me boy, Justin said yes Sir. The guy got up and he was standing right at the booth door when Justin reached up and unlocked it and he let himself in. Justin looked up and this really nice looking man smiled at him and said you look amazing like that boy. The guy rubbed Justin's head and got on the otherside of him and now was blocking the video, He rubbed his chest and told Justin what a good boy he was letting this big black cock cum in his hot little while hole. The guy pinched Justin's nipple and twisted it and Justin yelped. The door to the next booth opened and a minute later another huge black dick slide through. This one was thicker than the one in his ass. Open up baby boy, both that pussy and your mouth. Justin opened his mouth and swallowed that huge cock head and the white guy beat his fist on the wall, the black guy knew that this meant everyone was was in place and that cunt was now going to get railed hard. The bbc started to pull out a little and slam back in and Justin tried to pull of the BBC and pull his ass away from the wall at the same time but the nice white guy held him in place saying, boy its rude to tease these bbc's like that. Relax that hole and let my buddy deep inside you. He held Justin in place and the guy was railing his boy ass and Justin would yelp and moan and try to suck that big cock. The guy bent down so he was right in Justin's ear, Open that boy pussy, give him your pretty white ass while you suck that dirty black dick. You are such a beautiful young cum whore! Five minutes later the bbc in his ass shoved deep and beat on the way. The guy in his ear said, boy you just took that Black guys dirty dick and load. You get hotter the longer I am with you. The bbc in him pulled out and the white guy pulled him up and kissed him and then turned him around and spread his ass and backed Justin up against that bbc. Justin said I can't its too big. He kissed Justin again and grabbed the bbc with one hand and spread Justin's left check with the other and once in place he grabbed both Justin's hips and pressed him back until the head popped inside Justin and he yelped and moaned and said no please. The guy whispered in his ear, boy you want this more than you even know! My buddy drove in three hours today for your ass. You are going to open that cunt up for him and give him that sweet hot ass for his dirty man dick.

CHAPTER 2 – THE POOL PARTY Dalton’s family has a private backyard with a large pool—or mostly private, anyway. Our two houses are perched next to each other on an embankment that juts out from the street like a natural cul de sac, effectively separating us from the other lots in the neighborhood. A fence runs along our shared property line, and we planted a thick grove of trees to give both houses a greater sense of seclusion. Not that it matters. Brian and I are voyeurs, so “seclusion” is a relative term. Before Dalton moved in, we lived next to a family of five, and the Dad was a silver fox type who would jack off in the Jacuzzi when he thought no one was watching. We discovered it by accident: one summer evening, we happened to be fucking a boy under the stars when we heard a sharp grunt from our neighbor’s house. We sneaked over to the property line just in time to see the silver fox climbing out of the hot tub, his impressive erection still at half-mast. The next evening, Brian and I cleared out a few spots in the foliage where we could have an unobstructed view of our neighbors’ backyard without fear of discovery. Then we sat next to the fence and waited, passing the time by jacking each other’s dicks; before long, I was wrapping my mouth around Brian’s thick shaft while he worked two fingers into my fuckhole with generous globs of Tina-laced lube. My ass began pushing back on him, squeezing his fingers as if trying to swallow his hand. Finally, he pulled me off his dick and fed me the fingers he’d been working into my hole. As I slurped greedily on the taste of my chemmed-up guts, Brian stared into my eyes with his trademark combination of adoration and amusement. “Oh, my hot little piggy,” he whispered, “I sometimes forget what a trashy little chemwhore you are.” “Not only that,” I replied. “I’m your trashy little chemwhore.” He flashed an evil grin before sliding his fingers back inside my hole, this time working a little rock of T into the liquid warmth already radiating from my ass to my cock to my nips. At last, when I couldn’t wait any longer, I removed his fingers from my ass, positioned my hole directly above his precum-slick cock, and lowered myself onto my man’s throbbing shaft in a single hungry downward thrust of my hips. Just then, as I was fully impaled on Brian’s twitching raw cock, the silver fox walked onto the adjoining back patio. Within a matter of seconds, he dropped his bathrobe—revealing a muscular mid-40s physique with salt-and-pepper fur—and sank into the hot tub. His head fell back; his mouth dropped open. And then his right shoulder began to shake as he beat his meat, unseen by us, beneath the surface of the water. Almost by reflex, I began milking Brian’s dick with my hole as I watched our neighbor stroke his cock. Then my husband wrapped his arms around me and began thrusting up into my hole, my entire body trembling in anticipation as I braced for a load of his warm poz cum. Moments later, we heard the silver fox grunt—the same grunt as the night before. And as we watched, he pushed his hips and his cock above the water, letting his cum fly in a thick spray from his fat mushroom head. Three distinct ropes of jizz flew into the air, then down into the froth of the Jacuzzi. And that’s when I felt Brian’s raw dick pulsing and flexing deep inside me, flooding my tweaked fuckhole with a fresh dose of his potent strain. Over the next two years, the silver fox jacked off many more times while we watched from the bushes. We started calling it “the late show,” and we caught it whenever we could. Most of the time, I sat on Brian’s dick when the silver fox started cumming, and Brian obliged with another buttful of poz seed. In fact, it became such a regular ritual for us that when our neighbors moved across the country, it was almost like our favorite TV show had been canceled. We shouldn’t have worried. As it turns out, the real show was just about to start. * * * Jesse secured us a spot at the pool party. He explained that the adults weren’t really expected to swim—they mostly sat around drinking and talking while their kids played in the pool. When the day of the party arrived, Brian and I chose tank tops to show off a little muscle and fur. We also wanted Dalton to catch a glimpse of the bulges in our board shorts, so we boosted the profile of our packages by wearing cockrings under tight white jockstraps. We arrived when the party was in full swing. As we passed through the sliding glass doors and entered the back patio, I saw Dalton on the opposite end of the pool, lifting himself out of the water, his swimsuit clinging tightly to his ass while a cascade ran down the muscles of his back and splashed against the elastic of his waistband. I glanced over at Brian, and I could tell he saw the same thing. His eyes, like mine, were glazed over with pure hunger for that hot little stud’s hole. The hostess—Dalton’s Mom—took us through the crowd, introducing us to people we didn’t care to remember. (We did, however, run into a few of Dalton’s football buddies, all of whom would look fucking fantastic buck-naked and spread-eagled, trussed up in our sling and forcibly impaled on anonymous poz cock.) Finally, our hostess waved to Dalton, who was chatting up some bitch by the pool. Must be Melissa, I thought to myself. I hope she’s enjoying that boy’s dick, because she might not be getting it much longer. I watched Dalton strut our way, his tight pecs leading the rest of his body in a cocky little bow-legged stride. Meanwhile, his wet swimsuit clung tightly to his cock, confirming the presence of a thick, fleshy piece of meat between those muscular legs. He gave both of us the once-over. And as he did, his expression changed: he didn’t grow visibly uncomfortable, but his face went oddly blank. “Dalton, these are our new neighbors. Meet Brian and Tom.” “Hey,” Dalton said noncommittally, holding out his hand for a quick shake. “Hey, buddy,” Brian replied. “Great party.” Dalton nodded vaguely. “Yeah, it's pretty cool.” An awkward pause. Then, turning to his Mom: “I need to grab another burger.” “K, hon,” she said with a pained smile. “There’s plenty of food, so eat all you want.” As Dalton walked away, quickly regaining his confident strut, she turned to us and shook her head. “Sorry about that. I swear he used to have manners.” “Oh, it’s fine,” I assured him. “Teenagers, you know?” I glanced back toward the barbecue, and caught Dalton looking our way again, his face still impossible to read. “He’s a little freaked out by us,” Brian said a few minutes later, leaning in close to me as we sat by the pool. “Definitely,” I replied. “Freaked out and fascinated. Poor little faggot.” * * * By that point, our dicks were straining against the fabric of our shorts. We needed release, and our first chance at Dalton wouldn’t come for another week at least. So when we were introduced to Charlene, a bottle-blond cougar who’d recently divorced and taken up with a much younger personal trainer named Jace, I saw the opportunity to let off some steam. Jace was clearly dumb as a post, but I didn’t mind—after all, that’s what muzzles are for. He was in his mid-20s, furry and scruffy, with a chiseled body that showed through his tight T-shirt. And from the moment I looked in his eyes, I had no doubt he was at least bisexual. After chatting him up for 10 minutes or so, I found what I was looking for: a pretext to get him back to our place. He said he was really into the Fast and Furious series, and I told him we’d just bought an imported box set that included tons of never-before-seen footage. Would he like to see it, maybe even borrow it? Of course he would. (Do we own any of the Fast and Furious movies? Of course we don't.) I winked at Brian as Jace and I slipped away from the party. Leading Charlene’s trophy-jock across the yard, I showed him through our front door and closed it firmly behind us. Then he and I stood in the entryway, staring at each other for a good minute or two. No mention of Fast and the Furious. We just stared. My cock twitched in anticipation, then twitched again. Finally, I glanced down at my crotch, gave my dick one more giant twitch, then looked back at Jace. With no change of expression, he simply dropped to his knees, pulled down my zipper, and fished out my rock-hard cock. It glistened with a layer of fresh precum. Opening his mouth wide, he engulfed me, sucking greedily and noisily—an experienced cocksucker for sure. I reached down to the small of his back and snapped the waistband of his shorts. He took my cue: with both hands, he gave his shorts a firm downward yank, exposing the muscled curve of his ass. My dick responded by drooling a long, thick rope of toxic cum into his mouth. “I need to fuck you,” I growled. He paused to consider. “You clean, dude?” My favorite dumbass question. “Of course,” I said with a smirk. “OK, cool—but you still gotta wear a rubber.” “No problem.” I grabbed him by the shoulders and guided him to his feet as I pointed toward the bedroom. “Now go get naked and wait for me on the edge of the bed.” Without even nodding, he did as he was told. Meanwhile, I grabbed the Tina-laced lube and followed him, shedding my clothes as I went. Entering the bedroom, I found Jace wearing nothing but a backwards ballcap, on all fours, his back perfectly arched to expose a clean-shaven, wide-open hole. I was a little disappointed that such a hot, furry boy would shave his ass, but then I remembered that a lot of closeted “straight” boys do that—they don’t seem to realize that pigs like me often appreciate a man’s hairy butt, especially when it’s dripping with piss and sweat and seed. “Look at you and your little shaved pussy,” I said to him, and he whimpered in reply. “You shave this because you hope some stud will mistaken you for just another bitch, huh?” Another whimper. “I bet you jack off thinking about a nice fat dick filling your cunt the way it needs to be filled. Don't you, boy?” He wagged his butt up and down, as if to say fuck yeah. “Of course you do, you fuckin’ faggot. Now listen, bitch: I’m gonna lube you up. But this lube is special—it’ll feel a little warm at first. It might even burn. That’s just how it works. Sort of like Icy Hot, you know? It’ll relax your ass muscles. Cool?” He nodded his head, his jockbutt still bobbing up and down eagerly. I scooped up a thick glob of our magic pig-lube with my right hand, spread his fuckhole apart with my left, and used two fingers to firmly push a healthy dose of greased-up chems into that eager, defenseless cunt. He tensed up, probably feeling the burn, but I just stayed inside him, rubbing his lower back with my free hand, slowly rotating my fingers to work the T into the lining of his hole. After a bit more squirming, he gradually exhaled in a low, guttural moan, and I felt a radiant warmth pass across the skin on my knuckles. He pushed his ass back against my fingers, taking me deeper. I grinned triumphantly: mine. As I removed my fingers, he yelped in frustration. I laughed. “Don’t worry, boy—I’m just putting a little more grease for your hole.” I scooped up an even bigger glob, this time with three fingers, then pushed all three into him, massaging his quivering fuckhole as he made a sound that was almost like purring. Then I pulled out again, and he reached back to spread his cunt wide open. “Patience, fag, patience. My fingers can’t get far enough inside you. If this lube’s gonna do your hole any good, it needs to penetrate further. That way you’ll be totally ready for my cock.” I reached into a side drawer and pulled out a needleless syringe that I’d prepared a few hours earlier by dissolving a strong bump of T in a little bit of water. (I always try to have at least one fully prepared booty bump on hand, just in case.) “You want to get lubed up nice and deep, bitch? Want to get your hole all good and ready for my dick?” He answered with a wordless groan. “Good answer, pig.” I inserted the plastic syringe as far as it would go, then pushed the plunger to deliver a giant payload into his guts. He arched his back even more as I pressed gently on his tailbone, letting gravity do the work of priming his hole for pozzing. As the drugs seized control of his brain, his butthole started quivering. I rubbed the length of my dick along that hungry musclebutt; he responded by burrowing his head deeper into the sheets and spreading his legs a little more. “Oh, and one more thing, pig,” I said to him, pressing my mushroom head against his taint, “I don’t use rubbers. Ever. And if you insist on a condom, you’re not getting my dick. Understood?” He reached back and spread his hole a little wider. “You just spread your hole for me. Does that mean you want me to bareback your hungry hole?” No answer. “Tell me, pig,” I said, grabbing a rough handful of his hair and pulling his head back. “Do you want my raw cock?” “Fuck dude, whatever,” he said, his voice shaking now. “I don’t fuckin’ care. Please shove your dick in me.” “Not sure I heard that, pig. Say it again.” “I don’t fuckin’ care. Please give me your dick. I need your fuckin’ cock, bro.” “You want my raw cock to slide in you, pound you bareback, and fill you up with a load of my seed?” “I’ll do whatever you want, fucker. Just please, please give me your dick. I can’t believe how fuckin’ hungry I am. Please feed me, dude.” “Feed you what?” “Cock, cum, anything. Seriously, bro. I’m begging you.” I grinned. “Good boy. Now brace yourself.” He exhaled—a sigh of relief. Meanwhile, I held his ass in place with my left hand. With my right, I slid the head of my cock inside his smooth fuckhole, just holding it there for about 10 seconds as I lubed his butt with some of my toxic precum. At last, with no further warning, I pushed the entire length of my raw dick into him. He let out another deep sigh as his starving cunt spasmed against the skin of my shaft. “You like this raw cock inside you, boy?” “Fuck, dude. Please pound my hole.” “You got any plans tonight?” “Yeah. Just with my girl.” “I want you to cancel. Got it? Cancel your plans.” “Whatever you want, bro. Please just fuck me.” “I’ll fuck you—don’t worry. But first you need to do what I say.” “Absolutely. Whatever you say.” “Alright, boy—then here’s what we’re doing. We’re getting dressed. We’re going back to the party. We’re saying our goodbyes. You’re cancelling your plans. And then you’re coming back here to get pounded by raw dick all night long. Are we clear, faggot?” “Fuckin’ A. Yes, dude.” “Don’t you worry, boy—your patience will be rewarded. I promise you that.” As we talked, my cock kept twitching deep inside him—and with each twitch, his wide-open hole absorbed another little dose of my virus. He would need as much viral lube as he could get, because in a few hours he’d be at the mercy of Tristan, our merciless dealer. Tristan was full of surprises, but one thing was certain: by the time he got his dick in this boy’s slammed-up hole, Charlene would definitely need to find a new personal trainer to fuck. MORE SOON...

"Now then," he said, his voice low with a grim amusement. "That's just the way to have an impatient boy ready to go." He took a breath, and then his rough finger rubbed between my ass cheeks with one smooth motion. I groaned. He laughed, and once again he moved from the bed and went to the drawer. I turned my head and saw him pull out a large brown jar. He moved back behind me and I heard him unscrew the lid. A moment later, his finger was once again touching my ass, and it was slick with a thick, wet, viscous liquid. "My own recipe," he said. "For bad impatient boys." I groaned again, and he began to rub globs of the stuff up and down between my ass cheeks, his fingers teasing my pucker and smearing the stuff liberally. When his other hand joined - his palm wet with the stuff - and gripped my cock from beneath me, I didn't so much groan as cry out. "Oh yeah," he laughed. "Boy is impatient all right." His finger began to probe my pucker, pushing in just a little at first, but with each successive movement, going just a little further. My skin felt warm where the thick lubricant was slathered, and his hand on my dick began a slow stroke. I whimpered. When he buried his finger to the furthest knuckle, he exhaled. "Okay," he said. Then he started to finger fuck me with three of his rough fingers, with hard, deep thrusts of his hand. At the same time, his grip on my dick with his other hand tightened, and he began to jerk me with hard strokes that made my whole body shake with desire. My skin where the thick liquid had touched it was warm and flushed, and inside my pucker there was a deep heat that was spreading through me with every jab of his fingers. He twisted and fingered me with obvious skill, and I was nearly hyperventilating against the gag. In a time that was incredibly brief and yet made all my body tighten and then release - I came. My load shot from my dick as he jerked me furiously, his fingers diving into my ass on the counter stroke. He milked my cock, tugging and pulling at me until every surge of my load had shot across the pillows and blanket. I whimpered into the gag, and he laughed, letting go of my cock and pulling his fingers out from my ass. "There we go," he said. "That should make the impatient boy happy, eh?" My head sagged between my shoulders, my hands bound to the headboard. I nodded - yes. His voice grew lower. "Now it's daddy's turn."

We got into his pickup and I belted myself in, still feeling my nerves twist and spin in my stomach. When he got in and started up the car, he looked over at me briefly. "I'm outside the city. That okay?" "Yeah," I said. First agreement. My voice came out a little uneven because of my nerves, and I was hyper-conscious about this "game" I'd agreed to and where it was taking me. He glanced at me for a second, smiling in that gut-clenching way. "I suppose you prefer it when the guy is closer and you get to go faster, huh?" Shit. I forced the word past my lips. "Yeah." Goddamn it. As hot as he was, and as hot as this whole strange game was, I was starting to feel a lot more nervous about this whole yes/yes/no thing. He nodded, once. "Well," he said. "I promise it'll be worth the trip." That made me shift on my seat. My dick was getting hard. He had a gravelly voice, a rough look to him, and the frank way he was talking was a definite turn on. He looked at me again. "You're not used to being patient, are you?" "No." He smiled again. "Well sit back and relax. It's about a half hour more." We drove on in silence. * His place was a small converted farmhouse and when we pulled into the long driveway, he reached out with one hand and gave my shoulder a quick squeeze. "See, boy, patience is a virtue." I blushed and he chuckled and pulled into the former barn, which had been turned into a garage. We got out of the pickup, and he closed the barn door after us, then led me into the small farm house. Inside, he shrugged off his coat - I did the same - and he looked at me again. I couldn't believe I'd gone home with a stranger - and I didn't even know his name. "You want a tour?" he asked. "Sure," I agreed, remembering at the last second that I was back to the first "yes." He walked me through his kitchen, and paused in the livingroom/diningroom when I saw the flat-screen television that seemed out of place in the small and mostly traditional looking farm house. "I like porn," he said, with a shrug, and I had to laugh. He smirked at me. "I'm sure you watch porn, boy. I bet you like it nice and dirty, don't you?" "Yeah," I said, and it came out easily enough because it was true. He laughed and led me up the stairs, and the first door we entered was obviously his bedroom. It wasn't a large room - none of the rooms in the small house were - and the bed dominated the space. It had a kind of cross-hatched headboard, and thick green blankets and pillows. A chest of drawers and a cabinet closet was the rest of the furniture. The older man was very close behind me, and his hand took the back of my neck, his rough thumb stroking along the line of hair where it reached my neck. "You need to say any of the other rooms?" he asked. "No," I said. I nearly choked on the word. I could hear the smile in his voice. "I didn't think so. You want it bad, don't you?" "Yes." His hand slid down my neck to my shoulder, and he pushed just enough to make me walk to the edge of his bed. "You're an impatient boy, aren't you?" "Yeah," I said, and swallowed. His hands slid down my arms now, and his fingers moved to my waist, sliding just under my t-shirt, teasing a little. I shivered. "You gonna be a good boy for daddy?" Shit! "No," I said. I tried to make it sound teasing or something, but it came out a little crooked. His fingers hesitated just a little, and then he gripped me tighter, and turned me around. I looked up at him and swallowed, hard. The look on his face was amused, aroused, and... just a little mean. "A bad boy, then," he said. "Daddy likes bad boys, too. But you know bad boys get punished, right?" I nodded. I didn't trust myself to speak. "You want daddy to punish you, don't you, boy?" I bit my bottom lip. Nodded again. Two agreements. He leaned forward, and his hard-on was very apparent against my stomach, even through his jeans and my shirt. His lips were close to my ears. "You got any hard limits I need to know about, boy?" "No." He smiled, and pushed me over onto the bed.

Randy...you've started an amazing story here. Part 2 got me off and I hard and ready for part 3. Thanks man.