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As Alex and I lay on the ground sucking each other dick then hit the pipe and suck more dick. The warm sun fees so good on my naked body as back home its freezing. My father Dave show up, He is about 40 6 ft tall with a rip body, I can see in his tight shorts his large dick as he lays next to me. He spreads my ass cheeks and rubs my hole with his finger. Boy has that hole ever been fuck yet, I turn around and say no, boy you are so white we better get you inside before you get that ass burnt. We get inside and Dad ask I'm glad to see you as he hugs me then ask why I have no hair on my body. I tell Dad I was born with Alopecia so my body does not produce body hair any where. Dad laughs then says you don't look 18 but I know you are. Dad ask how did I like the pipe, from the actions of my face he is laughing. Dad tells me to put some cloths on and to get on the bitch seat of his bike as we are going to a Fertility Clinic. I find this very strange. Once inside I give them my name, the nurse says they have been waiting for me. They explain to me to jerk off into these 2 containers and cap them. I'm told they will be used for future use. We get home and Dad tellsAlex to make strong pipe for me then get me cleaned up and out I find the cleaned out kind of funny.This pipe was strong and this juice was making me feel funny as Alex takes me into a shower that can fit 4 people with all these strange hoses of different sizes hanging from the wall. In the shower Alex is all over me kissing me running his hands over my body and it feels so wonderful as he puts a small hose in my ass, then whispers in my ear this will help you when Dave your breaks your virgin hole. As Alex is drying my body off he is telling me how much fun I will have being here.Alex jumps into the bed and motion me to suck his dick, I'm suck and I feel Dad face between my ass cheeks and his tongue doing wonderful things to me as I force my ass into deeper, Dad slaps my ass hard, take it easy boy as its coming real soon as he picks me ups off Alex dick and says the is going to hurt but do as I say and it will go easy, resist and you will be split in half. They help me off the bed then put cuffs on my ankles & wrist then push me into a sling. Alex locks the cuffs to the chains. I see 2 syringes as Alex puts a straps around both of my upper arms. as Dad sticks one then the other syringe into his arm and draws his blood from them . I cant keep my eyes off of them as Dad slap me and says boy you are going to get your slam but this one is very special just do as we tell you as the first time is always painful for virgins and there will be blood so don't be scared. Dad & Alex each have syringe I see them stick into my are pull the plunger and my blood is int them and they count 1. 2. 3. WAMMMM the straps are pulled off and I cant breath then start to cough hard. Dad tell me to act like I'm taking a shit as I do his dick with his large P. A . he goes all the way in me and stope as I'm screaming. Boy you did great now just ride the pain wave as I'm just going to enjoy your tight hole as soon you will have cunt. As I ride the wave Dad has not move as Alex puts the bottle under my nose and to inhale 5 times in each nostril ,now Dad is moving real slow and my breathing is almost back as I looking at my father naked for the first time and see the letter POZ above his dick a Scorpion over his left pierced nipple. At this time I have no idea what they mean. As Dad takes his time the pain is reduce but the look on Dad's face tells me I'm doing ok as Alex keeps giving me poppers. Something inside of me tells me to squeeze my ass trying to crush Dad's dick but his is smiling, then says you are some slut so here comes my load bitch. I feel so empty when he pulls out then comes in front from me to clean his dick, I see cum mix with some blood I do the with out question as Dad told me there would be.

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.

What do you desire for your life in 2021? For me it has to be to reclaim my body (that has been MIA for a number of years now which I am working my ass off in restoring to it's former physiological functioning glory), and THEN ... to train a piggy sub, or three. I am HUNGRY for it all! 🧔👅

Brighton is great, it’s my favourite sauna. Hampstead Heath is also fantastic for raw outdoor fun - there are always willing holes to accept raw cock

For a couple weeks, Von kept coming back for more money and Leon kept breaking condoms on him and flooding his hole with his viral load, but on the third weekend, Leon changed the terms: only $200 per fuck and it has to be full-on bareback from now on. Von said no to that indecent proposal and Leon didn’t hear from him for four weeks. His girlfriend broke up with him. Von texted Leon that same day. “$500 and I’ll take you bareback.” Leon responded, “Come over tonight and I’ll show you how $200 per fuck adds up to more than that.” Leon put down his phone and said, “Pretty soon, if I get my way, your entire team is going to be swallowing my strain when they suck off their stud bi pitcher.” Leon took a sip of wine and continued talking. “Meanwhile, I’ve noticed a new boy on the team. Center field. He’s cute.” “Ronen. Yeah, He just started at State. He’s from some place in Wisconsin. Appleton, I think. He is really cute.” “I want you to take him out to a show and nice dinner. Like a date. It’s on me, of course. Go see Hamilton while it’s still in San Francisco.” Leon was already plotting how he was going to poz another player on my softball team, and he wanted me to bait the new boy to come over to the house. Ronen’s 18 or 19, brown wavy hair with blue eyes. He’s got a nice body, too. Arms and thighs of a soccer phenom, and a bubble butt that gets noticed in San Francisco. We’ve had a few flirty moments. Being new and not yet knowing a lot of people, he’d probably be glad to go out for some fun. “Okay,” I replied. “We have practice tomorrow. I’ll ask him.” “Good. Ronen’s not on the score card yet and I bet he’s got a real tight neg hole to offer the guild. We just need to make sure he thinks you’re a top and into blindfolding your bottoms.” Leon finished eating his steak and began texting again. “I’m inviting some of the guild over tonight to bareback Von, do you want to join us?” “Uh, I’d like to watch. If that’s okay.” “Of course it is.” _______ When I walked into Leon’s bedroom later that night, Von was naked, blindfolded and bent over the bed with John sitting on the floor sucking and milking on our stud bi pitcher’s massive cock that the whole team—even the coach—knew leaked sweet precum protein shakes continuously. On Von’s ass, Poz9In was roughly pistoning his raw poz cock in and out of Von’s hole from behind. No condoms this time, broken or otherwise. I remembered how Poz9In scored his poz load in my hole in that motel room months back. It’s now recorded in the guild’s score book. “You’re just in time, Adam,” Leon said to me as he held poppers to Von’s nose. “Inhale it deep, Von.” He continued to popper up Von in each nostril for several minutes as Poz9In fucked in and out. Poz9In started shouting, “Fuck man! I’m fucking loading him up now. Take it, Von. Take my poz load up that beautiful bi ass.” He stopped in an orgasmic spasm for a few seconds before slamming his cock deep into Von. “Fuck!” Von grimaced and moaned almost crying out, “Shit! Fuck!” John continued to suck him off trying to, with help from the poppers, distract Von from his viral invasion from behind. John lifted his head off Von’s cock just long enough to announce to room that Von just loaded his mouth with a big wad of precum. “Yeah, he fucking wants this.” Clyde tapped Poz9In’s shoulder to let him have a go at the young pitcher’s hole. When Poz9In pulled out, poz cum dripped from Von’s hole for only a second before Clyde was balls deep inside him. Clyde fucked the cummy hole hard. Even though Leon has recorded his score on charging Von’s hole by stealthing him with a broken condom, Clyde—I’m sure—wanted to his strain of HIV to run in Von’s veins. With his massive cut cock, he used his mushroom cockhead to shovel Poz9In’s cum out of the pitcher’s rectum to make room for his viral load to take hold of Von. We watched as Poz9In’s cum ran down the pitcher’s hairy thighs as Clyde longdicked him, pulling all the way out, letting precious white viral sperm exit the reddened hole before Clyde pushed his poz schlong back inside. When Clyde came he pushed all the way up inside Von’s rectum, and that’s when Von came, too. Both men were shouting in orgasmic throes. I could even see John swallowing Von’s load, but Clyde made sure his poz seed was shot deep inside Von’s butt. John got up from the floor and jacked his hard cock for Von’s hole. I don’t think Clyde minded because John carried his HIV strain. “Fucking load him up, John,” Clyde said as he dislodged from the now frothy hole. Von probably didn’t know that the men fucking his young hole were in their mid to upper 60s and all high viral poz, but Leon told Von he would get $200 a fuck—but no condoms were allowed. And here Von was, single for only a matter of hours and taking raw cock and poz loads up his butt. John slid into Von’s wet, cummy hole and moaned. “It’s so fucking warm in this sweet hole.” John often changed angles to fuck his husband’s poz seed into Von’s rectal walls as was his sub duty for Clyde. John came shortly after two minutes of that, loading the bi pitcher up with another poz load. After that, the men dispersed at Leon’s request. When they were gone, Leon took off Von’s blindfold and asked him to stay the night, if he’d like to make some more cash. Leon told me later that he succeeded in lubing Von’s hole with a vial of 12 thawed loads from a poz leather daddy before he fucked him three times in the night. Von knew the deal, but seemed in denial about the fact that in the morning, he was leaving Leon’s house with $1,200 and a butthole loaded entirely with poz sperm. The team had a game the following weekend, but the coach was pissed when we had to forfeit due to illness.

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.

The countdown has begun, two hours to go until we see the back of the absolutely wretched year for many of us that was the abysmal 2020. But, a brand spanking New Year beckons, so all that there is left to say is; Happy New Year - FAGGOT! Did I just mention spanking? Well, I do like to make a pair of cheeks rosy red when showing a sub who is the BOSS!

Wishing all my fellow Men here on BZ a very happy, healthy, and prosperous (or preposterous as they say on one of my favourite comedy shows) New Year for 2021. Let us LIVE the best life we can make for ourselves, and have oodles of FUN. And most of all, let us look after one another, even that stranger in the street. Rock on pigs! 🐷

Happy New Year one and all. Let's hope this year is better for everyone

Not because it was his birthday knowing upfront. I had one guy once who told me afterwards I was his birthday fuck. Felt really flattered when he told me 😉 My birthday is in September and in recent years I take my summer vacation then and go somewhere sunny and warm, Gran Canaria mostly. I have been fucked on my birthday there several times but never told them it was my birthday. I didn't feel the need to tell a random hookup he was pumping his load(s) in a birthday hole.

I preemptively closed out my load count in that thread this afternoon. I guess that's why another one just dropped into my lap. This cute young cub showed up on Growlr a few weeks back. His profile says he is bi-curious and wanting to trying getting a blowjob for his first same-sex experience. I messaged him a while back offering to suck his cock. He hit me up around 4:00 this afternoon saying he was back in town (gone for Christmas, I guess). He asked if we could get together later today. I told him sure and asked when and where? He said, "How about now?" and gave me his hotel and room number. I know enough about first timers to know that just because he says he only wants head doesn't mean that's all he will want in the moment. I asked for 45 minutes to grab an shower (and clean out although I didn't mention it). He agreed. I arrived a few minutes early. He met me at his door wearing only a t-shirt. He was clearly nervous. I asked how he wanted me. He told me this was his first time ever with a guy; he clearly needed me to take the lead. I got him naked lying on the bed propped up on pillows and myself naked between his legs with lube and poppers close by. I sucked him for a while. He quickly grew to about 7 inches with respectable thickness. After I had sucked him for a few minutes, he asked if there were other things I was willing to do (uh huh). He asked if I would rim him. Since I could tell he was freshly showered, I agreed. I rolled his legs and hips up and began to eat his hole. He really liked that. He asked if it would be better with him on his belly, so I had him roll over. I ate him out for a good long time. I asked if he wanted a finger. He wasn't sure, but we decided to try. I slowly worked a well-lubed finger in. I finger fucked him and even poked his button a few times. He was liking it but felt a little uneasy. I told him that this was as far as him bottoming would go because I wasn't a top at all. That led to a discussion of what those words meant. I offered my ass. He said he wasn't ready for that either. He had tried enough butt play for his liking, and I could tell he needed to clean out inside to go any further anyway. He rolled back over, and I sucked him some more. I alternated between his balls and shaft. At one point when I was eating his nutsack, he reached down and started stroking himself. He got himself close, and then I finished him with my mouth. He was really turned on that I swallowed. After, he was pretty subdued. I could tell he was processing a lot. He told me it was like losing his virginity all over again but better. I certainly liked the sound of that. I got out of his hair; I could tell he needed to think. About 10 minutes later, I got a message on Growlr - "You really made my night and my whole life up to now. Thank you." I told him he was most welcome. I don't think I need to worry about him forgetting me.

Gran Canaria and Spain for me, so many spaniards love barebacking tourists.

This is an excellent thread. I’m not quite yet at 60, but since turning 50 I’ve found myself being messaged by guys in their early to mid 20s. But then when I was in my 20s, I was only interested in guys a lot older than me. So in addition to the good advice above, always remember that he was you one day. The one thing no one ever tells you about getting older is that while your body might slow and grey a little, you feel much the same inside. My mum is 82 and joked that she still feels 18 in her head... until she looks in the mirror! 😂

Great plan. Then Covid stepped in. The Canada US boarder was closed mid March and travel from Ontario to BC was more than discouraged. At first Jack and Stu thought 'No problem, give this a couple months, it will pass and then on with our plan. ' But two months turned into six and there was still no end in sight. Jack's small community offered no sexual encounters that he could find. All he could rely on were frequent video sex calls with Stu and strangers, but he noticed he was dropping into depression with a total lack of human touch. Stu was afforded more opportunities in Boston. At first he avoided sharing these with Jack but as the months piled on he would let Jack watch. Mostly he restrained himself to oral sex. But every now and then Jack would watch as his friend bred a stranger. On even rarer occasions, when Stu was fairly certain his hookup was negative or undetectable, Jack would watch as his Boston friend took a raw cock and breeding. Stu really wanted Jack to be the one to fill him with the toxic DNA that would convert him. The toxic seed that would bring on his conversion and set him free as a bareback bottom cum slut. Like a duck feeding he could just offer up his ass, no questions asked. Each time Jack watched Stu take a load his desperation grew. How would they solve this quarantine dilemma? The day came eight months in that Stu informed Jack he had a hookup date planned. Not just any hookup. The 6.5 foot barrel chested black bear coming over that very night was to breed him, filling him with a high viral load of HIV. Stu was tired of waiting and this hunk with tightly curled black hair on his chest and stomach was just to hot to pass up. Jack tried in vain to talk Stu out of it. He even considered not watching this live feed but in the end couldn't stay away. Stu had five cameras. Four pointed from different locations and angles toward his bed. One captured the bedroom door. Jack got feeds from all cameras and could choose to view them all at once or one or two at a time. He also had capacity to control the zoom feature on each of the cameras. The call started with Stu naked, ass up in the middle of his king size bed. Within a few minutes the door to his bedroom opened and in walked the hulk of a black man who instantly moved in to eat out Stu's hairy hole. Jack zoomed in on Stu's face to see Stu in seventh heaven. Then he switched cameras to pick up the assailants face buried in Stu's ass. He could see the excellent technique. No wonder Stu looked so overjoyed and overcome. After about five minutes Stu's voice was heard begging, "Just fuck me already please!" The black man's tongue performed a few more deep penetrations. Slowly and methodically he stood, removed and folded his clothing. He knew this was being live streamed so he did quite a well rehearsed strip tease performance. When he finally lowered his tight pristine white briefs his substantial hard on slapped against his solid stomach. He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a toothbrush proceeding to prep Stu's insides for the onslaught of toxic cum. Stu's face grimaced in horror as he had not considered this move. A look of resolved acceptance finally settled in. Jack's heart was racing and his cock was as hard as a rock. The black bear turned Stu on his back, crawled between his legs and lifted them to his shoulders in one smooth motion. Stu's concerned face shifted to inviting joy. The top slobbered into Stu's exposed hole and spit onto his massive erection. Without pause he plunged his naked cock into Stu's arse. Both Stu and Jack gasped for breath as the vicious onslaught ensued. Stu's vulnerable ass was being torn apart without mercy and the black man's smile became more and more sinister. Jack was appalled by his own excitement and was frantically stroking his own solid meat. Amid grunts of satisfaction the black man spoke. "So tell me how much you love my big black poz raw cock up your ass boy." "Oh yeah I love it!" was Stu's breathless response. Unsatisfied, "You like what?" "Your big black raw poz cock tearing my ass apart!" "Better!, and tell me what you want, tell me in detail you fuckin bareback whore." "I need you to shoot in me, don't pull out! Fill me full of your deadly poz cum. Knock me up! Infect my blood, ass and guts!" That's when Jack went over the edge and was spewing all over his computer keyboard and screen. Stu was next as volley after volley of his cum sprayed on both stomachs and chests, as well as Stu's face. Stu's ass contractions milked strand after strand of highly toxic cum into his ragged gut walls. The Boston pair collapsed into a heaving mass as Jack frantically tried to clean up his keyboard, the screen could wait.

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

Master who likes to arrange breeding for sluts - -decent looks- discreet and perverted please apply.

The screen might wait but as Stu was just beginning to regain his composure he felt the big cock in his sore ass start to harden once more. "Tell me what you want boy, tell me in detail. " "Damn" responded Stu, "Pound my aching arse big guy. Pound me raw with your big black poz dick. Tear the rest of my ass apart. When I'm bleeding good feed my ass your highly toxic seed. Make sure it gets into my blood stream. Make sure I've just shot my last negative load man. Fuck me silly and knock me up!" And he did! Jack was transfixed watching his friend get pulverized and bred three more times. Jack was unable to leave the cum streaked computer screen. Reluctantly shutting his computer down after the video call Jack was more than horny. His disappointment with loosing the chance to convert his long time friend was almost more than he could bare. They had played and toyed with this idea for so many years. How could he accept this quarantine disappointment? To top this off, he wasn't going to get the satisfaction at a conversion party any time soon. He would need to get back on his life saving meds almost right away, no matter what. What confused him most was the question; 'why did watching his Boston friend getting pozed turn him on so fuckin much?' He desperately needed to poz someone, anyone, and he desperately needed to do it now. Yes he needed sex with a man; but, the need to share his toxic seed had overtaken him even more. Desperately thinking there was no chance, he needed to distract himself. Pulling on a loose pair of gym shorts and a baggy low cut muscle shirt he ran down the stairs of his walkup barefoot to deposit his garbage in the bin in the back parking lot. His building super stood across the lot smoking on a big stogie. It's magically intoxicating smoke drifted into Jack's nostrils. Jack had always thought this guy was the epitome of hot every time he saw him. This night the magnetic attraction was irresistible. Dressed in tight jeans that highlighted his sexy bubble butt, a wife beater white tshirt contrasting with his olive latino skin and exposing the tuft of hair on his muscular chest Jack found himself pulled across the parking lot. Stepping up to the latino hunk Jack uncharicteristicly requested a puff from the pungent stogie. The super didn't hesitate to pass it over and ask Jack if he would like some thick flesh as well. Jack was astounded this married guy with a young baby was making such an offer but decided quickly; 'what the fuck!' The super opened his jeans and his 7.5 inch beer bottle thick cock dropped out. Clearly he was traveling commando. Jack was on his knees with the growing erection in his mouth within seconds. After a brief minute the super pulled Jack to his feet and said, "I have a better idea. " He led the way into the building furnace room, closing and locking the door behind them. Jack was surprised to see a couch, coffee table and bar fridge tucked in one corner. He was not surprised to see the walls were papered with pictures of pin up girls with luscious big exposed breasts. Jack was even more surprised when the super embarrassed him and planted a deep passionate kiss complete with lots of tongue. Again Jack thought, 'what the fuck, why not?' Quickly shucking his few clothes the super was on his knees with his warm lips wrapped around Jack's cock. For a supposedly straight guy he seemed pretty well versed in cock sucking, even deep throating Jack's substantial tool. Jack wanted in on even more of the fun and motioned to the couch. Their naked bodies were soon entwined in an enthusiastic 69. Within five minutes the super moved his oral ministrations down to Jack's taint and further down into his hole. He certainly knew how to use his tongue. Jack figured lots of experience with female pussy. Following the super's lead Jack was soon eating out and tongue fucking the straight olive coloured ass. Jack found the funky taste even more erotically enticing than the earlier cigar. Both men were rudely pulled from their frantic ass play by the rattling of the furnace room door. In a split second they were nervously sitting at either end of the couch. A tense silence fell between them as they listened for the footsteps to move on down the basement hall. With a sigh of relief the super speculated their intruder must have been looking for their storage unit. Jack decided to air his curiosity, "So do you do this often?" "I've had lots of women in here, sure. In case you hadn't noticed, I love sex. " "Women sure, but what about men? Your cock sucking skills betray you. " "Well actually my wife and I had a threesome with a hot guy once. I was pretty surprised when he went down on me but thought, what the hell, you only live once. I quite enjoyed blowing him as he gave me some tips. Never been with any other guy, but this quarantine has gone on for so fuckin long. With a new baby I'm not getting any at home either. With so much time together we are actually sick of each other by the time the baby is down. " "Wow" Jack shifted to the super's end of the couch and they stroked each other's eager cocks. It was time for Jack's next surprise as the super blurted, "Let's fuck!" Jack said, "Sure!" and began to take up doggy position on the couch. Yet once again Jack was surprised to hear the super's confident voice. "No, I want you to fuck me. I sometimes finger myself when I'm jacking off. I want to try something bigger up there. "

My bad, I can’t get off to anything but amateur.

Fully agree. And I know from experience 😉

Happy birthday @ErosWired! I had mine just over a week ago, alone too. I think people with birthdays in 2020 got fairly screwed over this year... To answer your question, I lost my virginity on my birthday. I had just turned 20 (yes, I started way later than most of you guys), and it was in my boyfriend’s bed. Big delicious 8.5 inch thick uncut cock. I’d been dating him about a month and a half. We lasted for most of my 20s!

I've applied to your other similar message but got no reply. Even "thanks but no thanks" would be appreciated

My fuckbuddy canceled our plans for tonight due to a stomach bug. The apps have been very quiet this holiday, so I am guessing I am not going to get any more. My count is 34 loads up my hole and 5 down my throat. I think that is pretty good for a plague year with as much lockdown as we had.

No rest for the wicked

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.

This morning. Went for a run at a nearby park, stopped at the restroom, there was a guy there jacking off and asked if I'd like to service his cock. Took his load in my hole, before he was done, another guy came in and watched. After the first guy was done breeding me, the second guy shoved into my hole, told me what a filthy slut boi i am and fucked me hard before breeding me too. Love going to that park!

It was only two days later that the prey, known as Leon, received a call. It was an invitation for a casting about a vitamin supplement commercial. Leon headed to the location of the appointment, which was inside a skyscraper, one of the most famous of this town. It was the centrals of a pharmaceutical industry and its sight was enough to make him nervous. These guys seemed to have more than enough money to hire a well known model or even a famous actor or something. Why him? Was it the chance of a lifetime? His chance to become a reputed model? Or to make some serious money? After passing the security control he went inside the building only to find a crowded place with an information desk located at its center. The secretary led him outside an office and told him to get inside. And so he did. Inside there was another woman who welcomed him and ask him to wait. Moments later she asked him to proceed to the office inside. Van Rubenheim was sitting in his office anticipating for him. From the very moment he saw him his tongue wanted to touch his lips. And his hands craved for his naked body. A small dialogue between the two men helped them break the ice. Van Rubenheim told him about this new campaign and his words were music to Leon's ear. This campaign was promising enough for both money and reputation. And he would do his best to achieve this goal. He typed something on his computer and the secretary entered his office. She would escort him to the "casting" although it wasn't really a casting. He had this place from the beginning. Van Rubenheim watched him from behind as he left the room. He was already having fun. He wanted to taste him but he was not in a hurry. Sooner or later he always got what he wanted. It was not about the money. Sure it helps, but his mind was his strongest tool. Plotting was his very speciality. Leon was asked to wear a bathing suit. Photos of him were taken constantly without having him noticed. Semi-naked, fully naked, with socks, without socks, every possible combination was photographed. He and the other guys and girls formed a line and asked to memorise a tiny script and hold the vitamin containing bottle in a particular wait. Everything was smooth and gentle and the plan was working well. He got to talk with the other guys and girls. Most of them were already brand ambassadors of this company and were invited to try several products. This knowledge made him quite nervous. He was the only one not experienced with this company. But a guy asked him to realex and assured him that has both the looks and the atittude for this job. Van Rubenheim was receiving constantly photos from his very loyal assistant and was getting excited and aroused. He couldn't get enough of that guy. He would sure jerk off to these photos. They even had some other guys around him hagging him and touching him pretending to be his friends for the "concept" of this commercial. Nasty thoughts were coming to his mind, one after another. He needed a party. Leon was informed by the end of the casting that he took the job. His joy was beyond words. But he would receive even greater news. The coming Saturday he was invited to one of Van Rubenheim parties. The reason for this party would be the success of a previous campain were all the models, scientists and some other stuff would be informed. He was strongly encouraged to attend, since this would help him to better understand how this company works. But he needed no encouragement at all. A mansion with endless drinks and luxury with him surrounded with some sexy models would be the best meal for his every hungry greed. "This Saturday" said Van Rubenheim. He talked to his loyal assistant. "I'm horny which of them should I use"? andhe scrolled down towards a menu with the photographs of several sexy men. "Whoever you fancy the most Sir" he replied. Van Rubenheim laughed. "You're not helping". The cursor of his computered stopped in a particular guy. "that one" he said." Have him ready" he ordered. And bring poppers, spray, a piece of cloth and a pipe. But Sir you've got an appoint in almost half an hour. "Don't be so stressed Jack" Van Hoenheim. Besides i need a small break. "Yes Sir" Jack replied.

Just about perfect, he'd called it - the older man I'd gone home with had tied me up to his headboard, positioned my ass up in the air, and had fingered me rougher than I'd ever had before until I'd come. The lube he'd used had grown warmer and warmer, "his own recipe" and my ass and dick felt hot to the touch. Then he'd beaten my ass with a paddle - there was no other word for it - and declared me "just about perfect." I squirmed. This had started out with a simple game from an online buddy - I was to answer any yes or no questions with a pattern: yes, yes, no. Over and over again. I'd done so, and this was where I'd ended up. And a part of me was still playing the game. The last question had been hard to answer with a gag, but I'd nodded. I'd said "yes." And even as the hairy older man had been paddling me, I'd been holding onto that moment in my head to remember - I had to agree to the next thing, then say no, then it was back to my first agreement again. The man's rough finger slid between my cheeks, probing just a little at my pucker, which was still sore and hot from his lube and hard fingering, though now the lube had mostly worn off - beaten away by his black paddle. I squirmed again. He leaned over me, his hairy chest pressing against my shoulders, and I felt the hard heat of his dick against my leg as his mouth brushed my ear. "You're ready to make daddy happy, aren't you?" Yes/no question. I nodded vigorously, absolutely ready. I was sore and my skin burned and my dick - tied off in a cockring - was again hard. I wasn't sure when that had happened, and wasn't sure what that meant about me. He laughed, and reached up around my face, undoing the snap and pulling the gag out of my mouth. Saliva dripped down my chin. "Does daddy need a rubber not to catch anything from your ass, boy?" Oh god! I froze, my mouth still aching from the gag, lost for a moment. I was clean, I knew that, had been tested just last month, but I never played raw... And yet... He was asking me if he'd catch anything from me, so... "No," I said, answering the question the way I was told to by my online friend. My cock throbbed. I'd never played bare. I'd never dared! The big man's hand gripped my chin and he was nearly growling when he spoke into my ear. "Oh, you little impatient fuck, you want to feel daddy deep inside, don't you?" "Yes!" It was more an exhalation than anything else. "Daddy is going to fill you right up, boy. Give you everything he's got." His hand slid down my neck, and the under me to my chest. He squeezed a nipple and I yelped. He chuckled. "You need that gag put back in, don't you, boy?" I hung my head. Took one shaky breath. "Yes." "Boy, daddy is about to fuck you like the goal is to snap you in half, and I'm going to ruin your hole for other men. You want to pick a safety gesture first?" "No." Yes! I didn't know, and it was too late. The gag went back in, and he was quick about it. Then he shifted on the bed behind me, and his hands slide up and down my back once, then twice. Then he gripped my waist, hard, and squeezed so much I yelped again into the gag - a pathetic noise. He shook - I could tell he was laughing to himself - and one hand let me go. A moment later, cool slick liquid was pouring between my ass cheeks, and I heard him aim another squirt of lube onto his dick. It wasn't the thick "heat" stuff he'd used before. He rubbed his finger up and down my between my ass cheeks, and then I felt his hot, hard dickhead against my pucker, raw. I was shaking, and no doubt he could feel it. In the back of my mind, I was holding onto my place in the mental tally - two more agreements next, then a refusal - but beyond that was almost white noise and a hypersensitivity to every detail of his touch. He pushed forward almost leisurely, and the groan that came out behind my gag was low and needy, even to my own ears. It hurt - his fingering had seen to that - but I was so incredibly turned on, and the sensation of his hot skin inside me was intensely terrifying and arousing both. He pushed on, surprising me by taking his time, lowering each inch of his dick into me with a constant pressure while I shifted awkwardly from my prone and bound position. My knees shook, and my bound hands gripped at the headboard impotently. When his hairy stomach pressed against the small of my back, he gave a little shove, and his balls brushed mine. I groaned again. "Boy, you may be a fucking impatient little whore, but you fit daddy like a tight fucking boy should..." He said, and his voice was gravelly. He took my waist in his hands again, squeezing hard until I let out a strangled cry once more, and then he began to fuck me violently. There was no warning - first he'd slid in, and after that, he was suddenly all-out ramming my ass with deep strokes that brought his thick raw dick nearly all the way out of my ass before plunging back in. I was left to gag and gasp for breath as he rocked me to the left or to the right, changing the way his hard cock pounded into me and setting off new and ever-more-heated friction inside me. The fingering had already left me sore, but the way his cock battered my ass was a kind of hot torture. He fucked me from behind, shifting his angle left and right, for a good while. Sweat formed, on both of us, and soon I could feel his sweat spattering on my back with every thrust of his hips. He was almost snarling as he plotted me, over and over, and his grip tightened and tightened as he drilled. Finally, he shifted me further than before, and I started to lose balance and fell over onto my side - he shifted all his weight to land hard on me and bury his dick deep again inside my ass as I twisted under his grip, rolling me onto my side and lifting one of my legs high as my wrists crossed at the headboard and I finally got to look up at him. He was looking down at me with lust, and a kind of possessive amusement - sweat dripped from his chin and his hair - even his body hair - was dark with it. He met my gaze so openly, and continued to use my leg as a lever to bury his dick inside me so hard that I looked away, actually ashamed of how I was letting his older man - a complete stranger - use me for his own pleasure. He reached out and slapped my chest, hard, and said, "look at me!" I obeyed. "Yeah, that's right boy, you look at daddy." He pushed my leg until my arms were crossed above my head and I was now flat on my back, his dick had corkscrewed inside me as he'd rolled me over and he'd barely missed a thrust. He let go of my legs and shoved forward hard, making my back arch and my legs spread wide to accommodate him. He shifted his knees, thrusting into me, and his hands landed hard on my chest, gripping my flesh so tight in each hand that I cried out into the gag again. He continued, relentless. He rolled me back again, until I was dragged by him back onto all fours while he fucked me from behind, then rolled me back onto my back a second time. My own cock, trapped in the cockring, was hard, but I was whimpering and blubbering behind the gag now, lost to the relentless piston of the older man's dick. Sweat burned in my eyes. He leaned over me, his hands again squeezing and crushing my chest. "You ready for it, boy?" He growled in my face. Some of his spit landed on my cheek. I nodded, desperate for relief. It was meant to be that I was supposed to agree, because I wanted him to get off so badly - and I wanted to jerk my own cock and then curl up in a ball and not move for days, so sore was I inside and out. His left hand snaked up and snapped the gag free from my mouth. "You want daddy to breed your worthless sorry fuckhole, boy?" He yelled. "Yes!" I begged. "Yes, please! Fuck me! Breed me!" He snarled, unsnapped the cockring form around his own cock, and as he shoved into me, his hands once again grabbed my chest again so tight I cried out. His cock erupted inside me - one, two, three and then four hot surges of slick heat filled me, soothing the rough fire from where his dick had ravaged me for what felt like at least an hour of the roughest sex I'd ever had. He ground in to me, and then collapsed on top of me, breathing hard and slick with sweat. I cringed beneath him - again his dick had found a new angle to inflict on my ass. Slowly, he recovered, and when he finally slid out of my hole I whimpered again. He nodded at me. "Best fuck of your life, boy. You got no idea, do you?" I remembered just in time to say "no." He laughed, and rolled off me, then reached over my head to undo my wrists. "I'm gonna have a shower, and then I'll give you a ride home," he said. He was done with me, that was for sure. He left through the door that I assumed went to the bathroom, and I lay there, stunned. I undid the cockring, and with four quick jerks, I came all over my stomach. Then I could barely move. "Get fucking dressed," I heard the man yell. "I gotta get up early and I ain't gonna wait for you." I heard the shower start and then tried to sit up. His cum was leaking from my ass - so much of it that I couldn't help but leak on his blanket, and I grabbed one of my socks, wiping my stomach and my ass - I'd go barefoot, and started to struggle back into my clothes, my skin raw from his manhandling, and my ass on fire from the beating and fucking. It took a while, and I was struggling to rush. When I pulled up my pants, my cell was in my pocket, and I fished it out. The shower had just stopped, but there was no sign of the hairy man yet. I opened the app, and sent a message to my friend who'd dared me to start this evening, and whose game had left me in this position - I was sore, inside and out, and had cum leaking into my jeans from a stranger who's name I didn't even know. "You have no idea what just happened to me." I typed, and hit send. The cell on the bedside table buzzed. I glanced at it, without thinking, and saw my on-screen alias appear. My message appeared, with a notification from the app that a message had been sent. I froze. The older man's cell went dark. "I got fucked better than ever." I typed, my hands shaking. I hit send. The message appeared on his screen, from me. "Oh my god," I said. His laugh surprised me, and I turned, yelping. He was wrapped in a towel, and looking at me with amusement. "Well," he said, "guess that means I don't have to play the steps where I dare you to meet me again." "I don't... I don't understand..." He laughed. "Yes you do." He shrugged. "I like fucking cheap little fucks like you, and cheap little fucks like you need encouragement." My mouth opened, closed. He smiled. "You want to read my real profile?" He asked, and then grinned again - it wasn't friendly. "And don't forget, I know what your next answer is supposed to be." Right, we were back at agreement. I couldn't speak, but I nodded. He led me to his computer, and loaded up his real profile. It was a headless pick, though it showed his hairy body and thick cock, and he was holding a pair of handcuffs. It said: "Want a rough dick so far up inside you you won't walk right for days? Got a boy's ass and an urge to please? Hit me up. I'll tie you up and hit you inside, hard. Bareback only, so if you don't want to get the bug, move right long, baby." I was shaking so hard I could barely remain upright. More of his cum - his poz cum! - was leaking out of my ass. He put his hand on my shoulder, and squeezed enough to make me cry out. "Same time next week, boy?" There was only one answer. (End)

I hung there, hands cuffed to the headboard, still gagged, my pucker a little sore from the rough fingering I’d just received, and my balls aching from the load I just blew. I was just breathing, my head low, until I realized the older man who’d just gotten me off so quickly was now moving around the room again. I turned my head and saw him go back to his drawer, and he pulled out something wide and black – I didn’t get a good enough glance at it before he put it on the bed behind where my ass was still aimed high. My ass was growing warmer still – whatever was in the thick lube he’d used, it was like one of those “warming massage oils” or something, because my skin was tingling both in and out of my hole – and my cock, too, which he’d jerked with a handful of the stuff. He moved again, tying a cockring around the base of my cock and my balls. I squirmed a little at his touch – his fingers were rough and he wasn’t being gentle in the slightest. He let out an amused breath, and tied it in place. “I’ll be back in a moment,” he said. I craned my head and saw him leave, and heard a sink start. He was washing his hands, I figured. When he returned, he was naked. The dark hair and the five-o-clock shadow should have been a clue that he was a hairy guy, but without his shirt, I was treated to the sight of a very burly and very hairy man. Dark hair covered his chest like a pelt, and his forearms and thighs were similarly covered. His dick, which was semi-hard, was uncut and thick and already one of the larger cocks I’d seen. With my neck craned almost painfully, I saw it crow a little harder – and saw the cockring he wore – before he climbed back onto the bed behind me. When his rough hands rubbed across my ass cheeks – one hand each – I nearly whimpered. By now, they weren’t just warm, they were almost hot. His touch felt amazing. “Daddy’s turn,” he said. “And time for the bad boy to be punished.” His hands let go – I whimpered again – and then, without warning, something hard and flat struck my ass, hard. I yelled into the gag, and tried to whip my head around to look, and caught a glimpse of the black thing he’d pulled from the drawer, raised up to the side in one hand. It was a paddle. He’d said he was going to take his time and that the second time would be on his terms. As I chewed hard on the gag with every strike of the paddle against my already hot ass, I started to realize just what he’d meant. Each strike of the paddle was placed differently from the one before it, and I couldn’t get used it or figure out what to expect. I twisted and writhed, but I was propped up and handcuffed to the bedrail, and had nowhere to escape to. “Yeah,” he grunted. “Get that ass ready for daddy. Ten more, I think.” I whimpered, hanging my head. Ten more? Tears filled my eyes. “Ten,” he said, and the paddle hit me harder than before. My ass stung, and I cried out into the gag. “Nine,” he said – other cheek this time, and from slightly below. I felt my legs strain as I tried to shift more to the right – even though I knew that was pointless. “Eight. Seven. Six. Five.” Every word, another stroke of the paddle, and another white burst of heat on my ass. “Four. Three.” He said – the next two hits of the paddle were incredibly strong. I yelled into the gag. “Two,” he said, and I heard the paddle whistle as he drew all the way back and hit my left ass cheek so hard my legs nearly gave out from under me. “One,” he said, and reversed his assault to do the same to my right ass cheek. I did collapse this time, a little bit, and he chuckled as I heard the paddle fall to the floor where he tossed it. His rough hands gripped my waist, and pulled me back up, tucking my knees lower and making my beaten and battered ass point up into the air. “There,” he said. “That’s just about perfect.”

"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."

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

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.

I met this beautiful young 20 year old at one of the clubs tonight. After talking to him and paying him several compliments about how beautiful he is, I leaned over and quietly asked if he wanted to take a walk on the wild side. His eyes gleamed with unconcealable lust. I had him. We were shortly at my place. No sooner did we get the door closed when I pinned him against the wall and kissed him deeply, grinding my hips slowly into his crotch. I tasted and licked and kissed his warm lips, feeling the hardness of his cock, knowing he wanted to get fucked. And he surely would. Yes! I put my arm around him and guided him to the bedroom, starting to undo his shirt as we went. I sat him down on the bed and continued to undress him, licking his tits and his belly. I slipped his shoes and socks off, and suddenly his jeans and briefs, too. The yeasty, sweaty, spermy scent of healthy uninfected young male wafted up to my nostrils. I buried my face in his delectable crotch, mouthing his balls and inhaling his masculine sex scent. I licked relentlessly, eliciting deeper and deeper moans from his throat. I knew I was going to have him bareback, but he didn't, yet. I buried my face thoroughly in his balls, licking farther and farther down, propping his legs up on my shoulders, teasing my tongue sloooowly into the humid crevice between his sweet buns. "What are you doing?!" he gasped. Young guys like him too often have no idea what rimming is; or, if they do, they have no idea how pleasurable it is. I just smiled to myself, knowing that he was helpless, knowing that I was going to be pumping a steamy hot load of raw poz seed deep into his virgin guts. I really pulled out the stops, thrusting my tongue deep into his succulent asshole like it was some rare candy to be eaten greedily. He was moaning and thrusting his ass into my face with abandon. He needed to get fucked. It was time. "I don't use condoms when I fuck", I told him, and then continued eating his sweet man-cunt. He was silent for just a moment, but he didn't stop grinding his hips into my face. Then he started moaning again. "It's time for you to get fucked", I said matter-of-factly. I reached over for the lube, slicked up, and pushed his legs up and back. He resisted ever-so-slightly, so I flicked my tongue at his puckered little asshole again. That made him twitch and close his eyes and moan. I mounted him and hiked his legs up around my waist and sloooowly pushed my cock into his ass. Little by little I pushed it in and pulled it out, each time penetrating farther and farther until I was inside him all the way, my pubic hair pressed flat against my belly, filling him totally. I looked into his eyes, knowing that this was this lad's first bareback fuck ever, and that it would be my poz seed that would be the first to impregnate him. I fucked him, long and slow and deep and beautifully, masterfully, riding him the way men were meant to ride boys, fucking him raw and deep and hotly, faster and faster, pumping him hard and vigorously now, getting closer and closer to exploding my hot molten poison sperm deep inside his beautiful man-child's ass. I had him pinned beneath me, my cock fucking him relentlessly, preparing to fertilize his virgin ass with my pungent, steamy load of man-sperm. And then I started to cum. I fucked his delightful ass so hard that I could feel the bed beneath him with my cock, as I rammed him hard and lustily. His head banged against the headboard, but he didn't care. He was being fucked beautifully and powerfully, ridden long and well. He had a heated, vigorous stallion astride him, and all he wanted was dick! My hot raw sperm exploded from my cock, filling him, impregnating him, seeping deep into the inner-most recesses of his guts, becoming part of him. I rammed him again and again, making sure he got every drop of my poison. His tight, puckered asshole greedily devoured it, not wanting to let go, not wanting it to end. He wanted more! And so I've given it to him twice more, each time as hot and lusty as the first. His warm, tight little man-child ass has now been seasoned and broken in by my raw flesh, and filled with my raw sperm. He is truly a man now, and a bareback cunt, at that!

I luv getting fucked raw and taking cum deep in my hole. Nothing beats a top pumping faster and harder as he’s about to cum. If my hole has done it’s job well, he’ll shoot a huge load. When he’s ready, he’ll slip out and slide down my throat. My hole just gets horned for the next cock and load while I’m sucking him back to hardness. That’s what I get out of barebacking.

Hi, 43 yo vers/top from near Milan (about 30km outside the big city). Looking for poz buddies to fuck with

As a bottom the skin on skin sensation of cock in my arse...blows my mind. Knowing that a Top is getting satisfaction from using me... the thrill I feel as he is in me and he tweaks my nipples... especially with my nipples being hardwired to my cock...sends me into spasms of ecstasy...and the harder he uses my arse and me knowing the hot creamy reward I will receive drives me over the edge that I end up begging for it...using me in any position he wants...Nothing is a bigger turn on than giving up control of your sexual pleasure to a Top.

Why attempt to make an absurdly generalized statement out of my very specifically targeted critique? It would probably be better if you didn’t try to talk out of my mouth; a Kentucky drawl is hard to emulate. 😉 Rather, my comment is intended to draw a parallel between the machinations of those behind this particular piece of legislation and the machinations of the Anti-Saloon League and others who pushed the Constitutional amendments that saddled America with the corrupting, destructive consequences of Prohibition for a decade. The reason legislation is difficult to pass in this country is that it must be difficult - laws have consequences, and unless legislation is very, very carefully considered, debated, and examined from every perspective, it runs the risk of creating laws that cause unintended harms. When vested interests either strong-arm or sneak legislation past public scrutiny, only their interest is considered, and the resulting law - whether it serves their singular ‘good’ or not - stands a much higher likelihood of negative impacts, especially on those whose interests oppose the interests who pushed the legislation. Case in point: FOSTA/SESTA. Legislation, and the resulting laws, in our society are expected to be the consensus agreement that we as a society accept as the basis on which we order our lives in a peaceful society. When laws are created that do not reflect the actual consensus if the body politic, they become points of discord. So I suppose in that light, I would have to answer you that, yes, any legislation that attempts to become law without full and balanced consideration of all its potential effects, no matter how it’s worded, is unsuitable for passage into law. But one need not dig so deeply into the philosophy of governance to get a sense of what’s going on with SISEA - it’s not even subtle. Of course the harms it claims are egregious, an no one would argue that revenge porn and child porn must be stopped. Indeed, that’s the core of their strategy; they’re counting on good people to rally to them because they claim to seek to right grievous wrongs. But it’s not a typographical error that platforms will have only two hours to respond to any and all demands for removal, nor that they will have to employ staff to operate 24/7 hotlines to field such demands, lest they be hit with crippling financial penalties. This is a brazen, cynical thrust to make it problematic for large porn platforms to continue operation, and to make it practically infeasible for independent operators. Pornography, whether one approves of it or not, is legal in America. With certain limitations, trade in it is legal, and that includes trade of and via electronic media. The forces behind this legislation seek to use the claim of curing specific harms as a pretext for restraining legal trade in a commodity they do not like. Would the legislation actually cure the harm if it becomes law? Dubious. Criminals be criminals. Not only did Prohibition not stop people from drinking, it generated vibrant criminal enterprises to supply what the law denied. Among the main lessons Prohibition taught is that when a government bans something, that means it can no longer a) regulate its use, or b) tax it. It does not appear that the lessons are much remembered. Do we want to stop revenge porn? Fine. Make a law specifically to create a right to bring charges against a person for such an offense - don’t shut down an entire legal industry. Do we want to stop child pornography and trafficking? (Of course we do.) Tailor a law that establishes per-instance penalties on an increasing scale so that platforms become scrupulously vigilant against such content, and mandate that they report any such content to authorities. But don’t make it impossible for them to run a business. I was a Federal civil servant for 30 years. They say the wheels if government grind slowly, but they grind very fine. It’s when you try to use wheels like SISEA that grind things fast and coarse, that things go wrong.

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.

💦 It is appropriate that my Demon Seed is plugged in a well behaved sub overnight. 💦

i completely agree - i was started young by father/uncle/brother & cousins, but i have NO interest in anyone under age - i like adult on adult incest however, the best fuck's of my life involve my brother.

Objects in the rear view mirror are closer than they appear 🙂

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 was a little surprised when the chat request pop up come up on kik, I was pretty selective who I gave it out to. The name was some generic "daddy" derivative but what really caught my attention was the absolute monstrous cock he had set for his profile picture. I accepted it and immediately blushed at the message. "Heard you wanted some toxic seed. 45 6'1" 185lbs un-medicated poz pig top. 7.5" uncut." I stared sweating for a few seconds and just as I started typing a reply, he quickly sent another picture of huge spurts of cum across his groin, where a bio hazard symbol was prominently displayed above his dick. "I know you like huge loads you little slut". I don't know what took over me but all I could reply was "Yes sir". From there my hormones took over and I sent him a picture of myself. He texted back his address and I zoomed off. At the door he wasted no time in leading me to his bedroom and pushing me on my knees. "You have 1 minute to blow me. Whatever is on my dick at the end is the lube you are getting". A part of me wanted to just be a tease and lick his head a few times so he would ram it in me dry and tear me up as much as he could. But a slightly more sane mind prevailed and I worked his shaft as much as I could, making sure to coat it in lots of saliva. He must have sensed I was trying to get out of it somewhat easily because he yanked my head off around half a minute and pushed me on the bed as he pulled down the gym shorts I brought and aimed his toxic pole at my tight entrance. I squirmed and tried to protest a little at how fast things were moving but in one swift motion, he lined up the head and slammed into me. I screamed into his hand as he kept fucking me silly with no mercy. Every time I clenched out of reflex only made him fuck me that much harder. "There's no stopping it now. You are getting all of my toxic seed whore". I was crying at this point but all I could say between sobs was "yes sir. Please poz my worthless cunt". He grinned and kept fucking me for at least another 10 minutes, making sure to remind me every so often how much dirty seed he was going to fill me with and at one point showing me with his finger how much I had been bleeding on him. Finally at some point he let out a huge grunt and I could actually feel and count the individual ropes of cum in me. Five. He gave me five wonderful thick toxic loads straight in my torn up ass. He let himself out with a distinctive loose wet sloppy "pop" and held my head forward so my ass was kept pointing up. "No use in letting any of that leak out now. You will remain like this for 5 minutes to let it soak before getting dressed and getting the fuck out of my house. If you want any more seed you will have to beg for it from now on. Understood?" "Yes sir" I weakly muttered into the carpet.

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

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

I’ve never been a top, don’t care to top and totally am ok with that. I am the bottom during sex, it was how I was created.

Hey man it's so intense to say them ... and then feel the toxic load fill you up and enter your blood stream

Not necessarily. My comment was merely to suggest that the requirements mandated by the new environment will likely mean that creation and uploading of pornographic video becomes the province only of the professional or quasi-professional pornographer, who is willing to invest the time and effort necessary for record-keeping. By the time someone has gone to the effort to establish and maintain a system of records (which must remain intact indefinitely), that already puts the activity out of the reach of the average fucker with an iPhone camera. But I don’t think intent to publish is necessarily always present aforethought. I can easily see someone capturing some hot bedroom action on his phone camera with no intention other than fapping to it later, and then at some point further on getting the notion of putting his exploits out there for all to see. Case in point: Me. The videos of myself that I posted to XTube were shot (way back in the day) before there was such a thing as XTube. I had no idea of showing them to anyone. I only decided to do so long after the fact.

finally got mine.... see ya all on MAL 2022.

As some of you know, I am a huge fan of sex with black men. Had I discovered this at a younger age, I probably would be married to one (one who would share me with other black men, of course!) As it is, 85% of my fuck buds are black or interracial -- I love the way our skin colors look together when we are fucking, I love the extra thickness of their skin, most of my pals are uncut 😋 -- these men are seriously into ass too -- they are not shy about playing with it, eating it, fucking or breeding it, sharing it, etc... Most of my pals are adventurous and willing to fuck outdoors, in public with groups and push limits. While I've enjoyed black cocks ranging from 5-11 inches, the vast majority have been in the 8-9 inch range. I can't get enough! If you're a sexy black man visiting Atlanta and need a hot, welcoming and appreciative hole to enjoy and nut in HMU!!! I'd luv to taste you, service you and worship your dick and cum. 🕳️💦🍆

Have to agree. I got fucked for hours in Toronto by this sexy guy who I met in a bar. He went on and on and on. Poppered me up and then went on again. When I woke up in the morning my ass was still leaking cum. The guy shot buckets of cum in me. Never stayed in touch, which is a pity. Don't even know his name.