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While this is all fiction, I would love this to happen in real life. We had been planning on going out for a while. We rarely go to fetish club nights but at the annual fetish week we tend to hit a few events. The other half is two yearsyounger than me, six foot tall, blonde hair and blue eyes. He looks about 25, and has a thin toned body. This of course makes him very popular when it comes to play sessions, but he tends to not play to much, getting shy at clubs or not making the first move. This time it was going to change, or at least I hoped it would. We had both put rubber on for the evening. I was in my full suit, black and blue codpiece, and he was in his black rubber chaps with a yellow stripe, a jock and a black and yellow harness. You can tell, he was more into piss play, but I loved cum play. I was not really a chaser as on prep, but loved playing with Poz guys and cum-swapping with them, but my other half never took to prep, but always played safe. Different horses for different courses you could say. Knowing that a Poz loads was into me was hot as hell To me, but not his thing at all. Tonight, I wanted the other half to feel that, but not sure he would take to being fucked openly in a club. After being in the club for an hour and chatted to a few people he went off to the piss play space. I saw him getting into it and getting wet, but also more horny and for the first time in ages bending over more around guys. Clearly he was in the mood to be fucked. This got me rock hard, and also thinking. I left him to it and went for a walk about the club. After 15 minutes I saw a skin guy, looked about 30, cock out and clearly wanting to get some action. He had his bleacher jeans open, an alpha jacket on, polo shirt and looked cute as fuck, not like most skins in the club. I went over and started to rub his cock and went to suck it a bit getting that salty precum taste in my mouth. Just when I was getting into it the other half came over to join. He was still a bit wet and smelling of piss and rubber. He pulled my head up to kiss me and rubbed his arse off the skin guy, sliding between us to face me, with his arse to the skin. It looked really hot his bare arse showing through his chaps and rubber jock. The guy groaned a bit and started to rub his cock off my other half arse. We kept kissing and he was getting a lot more into it. Breathing heavy, thrusting and rubbing off me. I moved back a little but he carried on. That's when I realised the skin was inside him. I reach round, and no rubber on his cock, but my guy did not know. I thought about tell him but he was really into this guys cock inside him, so I just carried on too. The guy was building pace a bit but kept slowing off as well. Clearly me was holding off trying to cum just yet. After 15 minutes of the guy raw inside my other half, he was sweaty, and took off his jacket, that's when I looked over my guys shoulder, and saw biohazard tattoo on the skins arm. Of course with his back to him my partner could not see. Undetectable guys tend to play raw more, but thought best to check. I stopped kissing my guy to kiss the skin lad, making my partner bend right over so the skin could go in deeper. We made out for a few minutes and I whispered in the skins ear, ”nice tatt, your undetectable right?”, he went back to kissing me and then whispered back, ”no mate, toxic at the moment”. He's been fucking my guy raw for at least 20 minutes now, raw, working his Poz cock into him. I should tell my other half but this guys slowed down fucking, so clearly holding off cumming. I asked if he was close, and he smiled. He leaned in and said ” I've already cum once, but I just want to work that load deeper. He's so wet and lose now, it's been a big dump in him.” Before I knew it, he we building speed again, and this time I held his hips deep and hard as he fucked my guy. He was going to drop a second toxic load into him, and my guy had no idea if was Poz. My guy reached behind him, feeling the guys we about to cum, and roughly pulled the skin deep as he could just as he was cumming. Loading telling the skin ”fuck me hard, make me your fucking skin boy”. He came loudly and grunted as he loaded him for the second time. My guy did not let him pull put, and held his hips keeping him inside him. Still inside his arse, the skin pulled the black bomber jacket back on, covering his tattoo up. As he pulled out my guys arse, I saw cum dribble a bit out of him, and a the skin had a small red smear down his shaft. He must really have been going on rough. He fingered my guys arse hard, making his gasp, then kissed his neck and walked away. I went back to kissing my other half, him not knowing the toxic cum working it's way into his body

I'm getting very little sleep and my hunger for food has gone away as the more I get fuck either by Dad or Alex and the fuck machine the more I want. Tina has become my new friend as I like smoking it, I love getting a booty bump but a slam I'm in heaven. My day consists of getting my nipples suck so one day they will look like my fathers and get mine pierced. When I'm riding the fuck machine I get a slam and the lube has some Tina in it as I feel the slit burn. Then there is the daily breeding from Dad & Alex and the HIV talk as they fuck me telling me what a slut I am and how they will be soon pimping be out to others. I have been with Dad for 3 weeks now and he wants to introduce me to his friends as soon I will be going into Seroconversion then I will not only be his birth son but his blood son. I'm in a room with Alex as he gets me good & clean and for the first time I take good look at my body, I'm shock at how much weight I have lost as my ribs are showing, Alex slaps me on the ass and tells me to put on this jockstrap. Go into the room then sit in the middle on the floor, I ask can I get a slam and Alex is laughing. In the room their is a circle of 6 men from ages 40-60 with some Bio-Hazard, POZ, HIV, Scorpion tattoo and they are stroking their dicks. One has a syringe in his hand then ask what I'm willing to do for it, I say anything, they are all laughing. Here you go boy slam your self as the rest of the night you are going to be so fuck. I ask for something to tie off my arm so someone says use your jockstrap, so I do then wow this was a strong one so after I stop coughing and catch my breath. Come here boy and get to work on my POZ dick. Hey Dave this is really your son and 3 weeks ago he was a virgin? as he is a good cock sucker as he has swallow my whole dick in one shot and not teeth on my dick how did you do it. Easy I threaten him that if his teeth keeps hitting my dick I will have his teeth removed. The one who is fucking me is doing a great job as he knows where my prostate is and is going into my second hole so I'm is heaven. Dave I cant believe that 3 weeks ago the hole was a virgin as he is so loose and your son knows how to use his ass mussels and is teasing the shit out of me. What a slut your son is Dave as he just drank my piss and he loved it. That night was a blur as all 6 of them gave me their loads in my ass and mouth. I was so fuckup on Meth I was drinking their piss like it was water. Dad what's to show them what he has turned me into he puts me on the fuck machine and puts the large dildo in me and turns the machine. Dad turns on the big screen TV and is showing videos of me the first time Dad & Alex fuck me. They come over slap my ass or have me suck their dick or drink their piss.

The Broken Jock VI: Full-on Stealthing the Center Fielder Ronen said yes to the date! When I reported this to Leon, he smiled, said “That’s my boy,” and gave me $400 for the evening. “I can’t wait to score on that one.” Ronen was our new hot center fielder and the perfect looking college boy jock: young—just turned 19—with muscled arms, thighs and butt; wavy brown hair; bright, almost mesmerizing blue eyes; and a beautiful smile when you got him to laugh. He filled out the crotch of his uniform nicely, too. A bit naive maybe, he sometimes at practice wears only boxers instead of a protective jock and cup, so his cut dick is clearly outlined in the tight polyester pants we wear. The team is gay, so we love it, and we just let him do his thing. That night, we went out to a nice restaurant and held hands at a live concert at the opera house. He told me that he has fucked around before with other college guys, but they’re kinda bad at sex—not knowing how to do it that well. “It’s especially hard to get them to wear condoms. So, it’s frustrating.” “Stick with me, Ronen,” I laughed. “We older guys know what they’re doing.” ______ When we got back to the house, it was just after 11 and storming fiercely. We ran from the Uber to the front door in the rain. Once inside, I turned on a lamp and kissed him, which led to making out as we stood taking off our wet coats. “Come up to my room,” I said and led Ronen by the hand up the stairs. I saw light at the bottom of Leon's closed bedroom door. Electronic music could be heard coming from inside. “Is someone else here?” Ronen asked in a whisper. “Just my roommate. Don’t worry about him.” We walked farther down the hall to my room. When we entered, I saw that Leon had set up the St. Andrew’s cross for Ronen. “What’s that?” my date asked pointing at it. “It’s a St. Andrew’s cross. Wanna get crucified?” I laughed. “It’s for sex. You wanna try it? I think you’ll like what I’d do to you. Strip down.” As Ronen took off his clothes, I went over to the cross to make sure it was angled right for Leon. Then I turned on some trance music and some red lights for the room, which offered a nice BDSM effect with the lightning coming through the rain-covered windows. He still had his boxer briefs on but I told him to come over to the cross. As we kissed he reached inside his briefs and pulled out a condom from a hidden pocket. I smiled and took the rubber and opened the package. Leon will love hearing about this, I thought. “Put it on for me,” I commanded him. Ronen got down on his knees and I gave him back the rubber. He unzipped my designer wool slacks and pushed them down. He then sucked on my cock head through my cotton/lycra briefs. The thin material soaked immediately with both Ronen’s saliva and my poz precum. He should be tasting it, I thought to myself. “Fuck yeah,” he said and tried to get more of my cock into his mouth through the stretchy fabric. It felt amazing and I pushed more precum out for him to feast on. I was rock hard and humping Ronen’s face when he pulled down my briefs and sucked on my raw cock. “Damn you know what you’re doing, dude,” I complimented him. After sucking me for five minutes I told him not to make me cum yet. So, I looked down as my hardon glistened, covered with Ronen’s spit and his blue eye’s looked into mine as he covered my cock with the rubber. “Careful, I’m close!” After he got the condom on me, I grabbed his wrist and pulled him up and over to the cross and tied his left wrist to it, above his head. Then I took his right wrist and tied that up on the other side so that his butt was presented to the room. From behind I rubbed my cock up against his hole and kissed and bit his neck. “Yeah, Adam! Fuck me.” “Just a minute. I need some things first.” I backed off and got my good noise-cancelling earphones and let the trance music flow through them and put them on Ronen. “Okaaaaay,” he said. I then pulled down his boxer briefs and made him step out of them. I looked inside and, yes, saw the built-in condom pocket. It had one extra rubber inside that I pulled out and threw on the floor by his feet. He was completely naked now and tied face down on the X cross. I next tied an opaque black blindfold on him and stood behind him and kissed his neck. He could feel my rubbered up cock nudging his perineum and I aimed for his hole, too. I reached over and grabbed the lube shooter syringe that Leon left for me. I wondered what was inside it: the usual store-bought oil-based lube, Leon’s poz cum, or more from Leon’s vial of highly viral poz leather daddy’s thawed-out cum? “Fuck!” I said to myself as I hunkered down to face Ronen’s beautiful jock ass and nudged the syringe up to his tight pink ring. I pushed the lube shooter in slowly as Ronen grunted. “Leon! You can come in now.” I heard my bedroom door immediately unlatch. He must have been waiting at the door. Leon walked in fully naked except for his silver cock ring and his large cock was rock hard and lubed up. “Damn he’s gorgeous!” Leon said. “He can’t hear us, right?” “That’s right. Let’s turn on the regular lights so that I can record this.” I got my phone out and pressed record and walked back to Ronen. “What did you put in the lube shooter?” I asked Leon as I got down to press the contents inside Ronen’s rectum. “Some Crisco. Along with about six loads left over from that prime reserve leather daddy AIDS cum that I used on Von.” Hearing that I pushed the plunger in and watched my cute date’s neg jock hole take in its first poz load from a San Francisco leatherman gifter who sells his sperm to guys like Leon to use as lube. “Fucking A!” Leon celebrated. “Look at that tight jock hole! Let him feel your rubbered up dick one more time before we switch places.” I stood up and pushed my cock once again between Ronen’s legs. He moaned as I kissed his neck. He couldn’t hear anything but the music in the earphones or see that the lights were on. Leon opened some fresh poppers and handed them to me, “Popper him up now.” I couldn’t say anything to him as I reached around to press his nostril closed and held the brown bottle in place under the other nostril, but Ronen seemed to know what to do and inhaled. “I want him to take eight hits!” Leon ordered. I kept at it. I ended up giving Ronen more like 10 after losing count. And Ronen staggered as he stood, dizzy from the fumes. Leon told me to move and I got the phone recording again, now I watched as Leon’s raw cock pressing up against Ronen’s hole and pushing hard to get inside. Ronen cried out but Leon knew he needed to get in while the jock was flying on poppers. He wanted his raw poz cock inside his prize jock now. “This fucker’s tight!” I kept the phone’s camera on the massive poz cock trying to breech Ronen’s tight neg hole. Leon kicked the naked jock’s legs farther apart and brutally pushed up again, this time he busted through. Ronen yelled out in pain. The camera caught Ronen’s pink hole as it squeezed against the invading rod. Leon softly stroked Ronen’s back and let the boy get used to his huge raw cock. After a few minutes, the teen calmed and Leon told me to popper him again. So I put down the phone and doused Ronen’s safe sex boxer briefs in poppers and put them under his nose. Despite the Ronen’s tightness, the slickness of the Crisco and cum helped Leon slide in deeper. “There it goes. No rubbers tonight, boy. Yeah, that's it. I’m going in deep now,” Leon announced. “Damn I think I just hit his second ring. I'm gonna bust that open, too!” Ronan spoke up. “Aw, Adam. Go slow, you’re fucking big, bro!” Leon smiled. “No way! I'm NOT slowing down now! Aw, fuck yeah, Adam! I just took this neg jock's second ring!” Ronen squirmed on Leon’s poz cock grunting and trying to make room for the large invader. “I’m going to fucking charge up this outfielder’s hole tonight! I swear we’re finally going to take this team down one by one. No more cute ball players telling ugly Leon ‘No thanks, I’m not interested.’” Leon began fucking Ronen in earnest now, like he was trying to poz the kid on every stroke. Ronen’s hole was looking bruised and leaking the poz sperm from the leather daddy gifter. Leon’s cock ring pressed his hairless balls against Ronen’s ass as it was filled completely with the giant hard cock of a pervy old man. “Yeah, boy. Take my raw cock up your safe sex butt. I’m going to fucking knock you up, you beautiful college jock! Fuck, that did it! Record how I’m fucking blowing a huge poz load up this sweet neg hole right fucking now! AAAAAAAAAAAgh!!! AAAAAAAAhh!!! Take all my dirty swimmers, boy. Let me have that jock hole for good!! We’ll pass you around at the guild meetings! Make you into a perfect GQ-modeling cumdump.” Leon kept his cock buried deep as he unloaded every drop inside the oblivious Ronen. Then, as he did with Von, he roughly fucked Ronen to embed his seed into the rectal walls. “Gotta fuck that baby batter in! FUCK! Take it boy, let’s get your neg hole all fucked up! AH, yeah, that’s hot! That hole is still tight!” “Well, you’re massive, Leon. It’s going to be tight.” “Oh! Damn.” Leon fucked slowly now. “I gotta have this hole again, Adam!” “Well he’s gonna stay over. Come back at 4 a.m. in the dark.” “Fuck yeah!” Leon pulled out of Ronen and admired the damage he caused to the teen’s hole and the poz semen surrounding it. “You should go now. We’ll sleep. I’ll have him ready for you at 4.” Leon grabbed onto his still hard cock and jacked toward Ronen's butt lewdly. "Fuck that's hot." And left the room. I stood behind Ronen and took off the blind fold and ear phones. I undid the ropes around his wrists. He smiled at me and I kissed him on the mouth deeply as I removed the condom from my still hard dick. "Let's go to bed."

**Dallas** I made a mid-summer business trip to Dallas, and had no time to visit the Midtowne Spa to stretch out, suck cock and get my ass a good workout. Finally, in desperation, I called in sick. I cleaned up, cleaned out, and headed to the Spa. It was around 9 PM and quiet. I got a room, lubed up, loosened up with the small Dildo I always pack in my bag, and waited for some hard horny cock to wander in. I always have a good time there, no matter what the day or the hour—just a lot of average Joes looking for sex—no BS, no attitude. Being older (53) has never been a problem, since I keep in good shape. Soon there was a young dude standing over me, stroking my ass and inner thighs. I turned and glimpsed at his sleek physique, glimmering with droplets of water from the shower, and a sizable bulge beneath his damp towel. I reached over and squeezed and stroked his tumescence. The towel fell away, revealing the most beautiful shaft I’ve ever seen - superb tapered head, rigid as steel, and straight as an arrow. Stroking it literally sent thrills up my spine. Without pause I took Its full length down my throat, gently sucking, as he put a hand behind my head and thrust in and out. After a few minutes he pulled out, kissed me deeply, and professed how badly he needed to fuck me. I reached up, pulled him down on top of me, and spread my legs. With his dickhead in my hole, he asked if I really wanted to be fucked. "Shit, yes, man! Fuck me now." "I'm not pulling out 'till I cum - so if you want it, you take it all." "Okay, okay - what ever you say. Just do it. Fuck me now." Effortlessly he slid into my Ass. My mancunt gripped his hot dick and milked it. He started a slow, sweet rhythmic pulsing, tonguing my ears and neck. I was in heaven. I grasped his balls, taking full measure of the cock gliding in and out of me. He continued that slow rhythm, whispering sweet nothings about working up a good load for me, and wanting to plant it deep inside me, where It would be part of me forever. His breathing grew harsh and erratic. Low, guttural groans emerged from his throat, and his arms locked about me like a vise. I had a sudden change of heart about letting him cum in me. "No you don't! You made a commitment, and you're going to keep it - every last toxic drop of my cum." His whole body tensed, forcing himself deeper into me, driving me further into the mattress. My head was jammed in a corner, banging against the wall. I was pinned, unable to move, because of his tenacious brute strength. Through clenched teeth he forced his words into my mouth. "Here it comes, man - F-U-C-K." His fucking grew fierce and violent, slamming my head against the wall with each brutal thrust. The KY or Vaseline, or whatever Lube he’d used, had worn away, so it was raw flesh on flesh, and I could feel my mancunt abrading. "I told you I don't pull out 'till I cum - and I mean it, buddy. I'm going to breed your neg ass." “Please stop - I’ve had enough.” My hole was sore from the bruising. I screamed at him to let me up, but my ass muscles urged him on—like they had a life of their own. And they were stroking him, milking him; and he knew what they craved. He only laughed again and sneered, “Too late, oh yeah!!!" His body tensed; and he jerked, letting out one god-awful shriek. It was unearthly. His whole body convulsed as his cock spasmed in an unending orgasm. At last he was drained, and relaxed his grip on my wrists. He lay there quietly on top of me, still in me. His breathing was soft in my ear; he almost purred like a kitten. My cramped arms relaxed, and I held him tight. Neither of us said anything. Words were not appropriate at that moment. Finally he slid out and released my stiff legs. As I embraced him, he shifted and cuddled against me, and explaining he’d been overcome by a passion he couldn’t explain. Before coming to my room, he’d met up with three of his fuck buds, and had serviced them. Just as I marveled that mine was the fourth ass he'd fucked that night, he divulged all three had fucked him. “I thought you were a top.” “Hell, no. I’m versatile, and get real horny, the more loads I take. That’s probably why I fucked you so, uh, assertively.” He bent over, spreading his ass. A trickle of white ooze leaked out. "C'mon man, eat it, please." I didn't need to be asked twice. I spread his cheeks and nestled my lips in his crack. My tongue slithered into his hole, lapping up the dribbles of cum. He squeezed when he felt my tongue hit his mancunt. The pent-up jism gushed into my mouth, down my throat, down the sides of my face. I sucked his degenerate ass till he was dry, then sat up, sated. An evil smile crossed his face. His glistening cock was turgid again. He pushed me back down. It was easier the second time. My legs automatically spread for him, my salacious ass opened up readily, as my mind and body welcomed his noxious jism. We kissed as he fucked me, remembering the tenderness that initiated the previous fuck. "I'm gonna cum," he whispered. I gripped him hard and wrapped my legs about him. "Do it, man. Breed me! I want your load." He slammed into me and stiffened. His body trembled, followed by massive convulsions as ropes of thick cum gushed into my warm, docile pussy. I held him close for a while till he descended from his sexual high. He stood up to leave. It was getting late, and he had to be at work in the morning. He asked where I was headed. “To Oklahoma City and the Habana Inn,” I avowed, making a spur of the moment decision. As oversexed as I felt, I’d be of no use to my clients until I found further relief. When I got back to the motel, I telephoned the Habana. Fortunately, they had a room. “Book me for tomorrow. I’ll be there around noon.” **Oklahoma City** I rolled into town mid-afternoon. An extra $20 to the Desk Clerk got me a room off the far southeast parking lot, ground floor. Experience taught me that was the best locale in the place for walk-in quickies in the middle of the night. I showered and crashed. I awoke about 10 PM, hard, horny, and thirsty. I put on shorts (backwards) and a tee and headed to the vending machines. On my way back I cruised the courtyard, pleased with the appreciative glances and an invitation or two. I headed back to my room, stripped, lubed up and grabbed my dildo. The tenderness was easing up, and I was ready for more bareback action. It was almost midnight. After unlatching the door, cracking the drapes, and dimming the lights, I stretched out on the bed, naked, well-lubed ass in the air. I was rewarded when the door creaked open and an anonymous male crept in. He took off his clothes and folded neatly them on the chair. He massaged my neck, back, ass, and thighs, whispering softly. When he saw I was awake, he leaned over, kissed me, and asked (asked!!!!) if he could fuck me. I rolled onto my back as he, a nice looking dude in his forties, towered above me. I reached over to stroke his dick and found It hard and dripping with precum. He wiggled his hand into my crack and forced three fingers into my slot. He climbed atop me, spread my legs, and hooked them over his shoulders. His shaft entered my Hole, and he slid It in gently. That took my breath away—the ass-distending sensation, and the rhythmic pounding of his cock as it hammered in me. My hands encircled his shoulders, and I told him how good he felt. “I love your ass. It’s so hot and wet. I want to cum in you. But you gotta tell me OK. Can I cum in you?” "Why do you ask? No one ever asks. Just do it." “Because I want your acquiescence when I shoot. I want you to embrace my seed as It penetrates your inner tissue. I want you to commit to a liaison that’ll unite us forever.” Holy shit, what gave with guy? All I wanted was a simple fuck, and he elevates it to a religious experience. I said nothing. He began to pull out. Apparently he was adamant about obtaining my approval. "No, wait - I want you to shoot in me!" He sighed, as if he were relieved of some odious burden. For some reason, he needed my verbal concurrence. With one final lunge, he spasmed. "I'm cummin'. Take my seed. Love it. Embrace it." I swear to god I could almost hear his sperm gushing into me. "Oh yeah, man. Breed me, please." The pleasure on his face intensified as my ass muscles milked his cock, avidly accepting his offering. When he finally pulled out, he ran his fingers over my stomach, and kissed it. “Any regrets?” “None, whatsoever. I’d like to do this again on my next trip.” He dressed, and got ready to leave. We exchanged names and email addresses. I awoke in time to check out. While rushing around getting cleaned up and packed, I reached behind and opened myself up with my fingers. Only a small amount of jizm came out. Where was the rest? Absorbed? Probably. **CHICAGO ** I started the long trek back to Illinois, horny enough for a 198 mile detour up to 'Man’s Country' in Chicago. It was Saturday afternoon, and it didn’t take long for a nice average Joe to jump my bones. We made out and stroked each other when, without a word, he pushed me on my back, spread my legs on his shoulders, and slid his generous cock up my ass. He plowed into me with slow, deliberate strokes, almost pulling out, gliding all the way back in. I loved his technique, and the total concupiscent expression on my face must have left him no doubt that I was appreciative. Yeah, he was just your 25 year old average Joe; but I sensed he could be my best fuck ever. "You know I'm not wearing a condom. That okay with you?" "I only do bareback." "You poz?" "Don't know. Might be. Probably am. Never been tested. You?" He did not answer. An evil, mischievous grin crossed his face. “I’M going to cum in you. I never pull out." He apparently anticipated I’d resist, (as if!). He leaned over further, pushed my legs against the wall, raised my ass further into the air, and pressed his parted lips against mine. His pace quickened. I was immobilized by his weight and position. Aside from physical discomfort, I was in heaven. He was hitting my prostate on each stroke. "Oh buddy - I'm cumming!" I felt endless long spasms as torrents of cream invaded my wet pink hole which was happily caressing his twitching cock. He held me till he calmed down, but his cock remained hard and buried to the hilt. "By the way, are you poz? You never answered." He responded "I never do." We remained locked together until he relaxed enough to fall out. I licked the remaining drops of oozing poz jizz off his dick, and we lay there embracing. I wondered if he was deliberately biding his time, until his venom infiltrated my bloodstream. I heaved a heavy sigh, in spite of myself, and assured him all was well with the world. That was the first poz load I’d ever knowingly taken. **Home to Springfield** I left there fulfilled. I hadn’t cum the whole trip, but no matter. It was cum I was after, and I’d had plenty of that. I took the long way home—country back roads all the way to the house. Around eleven I made a super-hot bath in the jacuzzi and crashed. Two weeks later I came down with the flu, fever, and night sweats—the trio that led me to believe I’d converted. Except for the night sweats, the whole shebang lasted less than a week. Two years have come and gone by since the trip. In the months intervening, I’ve taken at least a dozen poz loads. Most of the dudes thought I was neg and aiming at staying that way. My doc wants me to get tested, but I refuse. I will not give up poz bareback fucking. Overall, I’m healthy. My gut tells me that it was the guy at the Midtowne who converted me. I figure guys in Oklahoma City and Chicago were also poz. But I’m somehow think it was the Texan was first. Regardless, all three played major rolls in my conversion. All in all, however, it was my own doing—I’d spread my legs and let ‘em fuck and cum in me, when I knew it was risky. Of course I top on occasion, confess I relish the idea of shooting poz cum into a neg ass. I’ve come to appreciate Viagra more and poppers less. A surprising number of younger guys are into the daddy/son scene. And since we’re in the boonies, its not politic to raise poz/neg issues during sex.

Jack's hesitant response, "Ok ... do you ... keep condoms ... and lube down here. " "Fuck no!" the super shot back, "The sluts I bring here aren't interested in that shit. Aux natural, only way I put my cock in a hot pussy. " Jack was tempted to say more, his conscience pressed him to say more. He had promised himself to always disclose. But he was so fuckin horny, and so wanted to seed his precious cum in a negative ass, this straight latino ass was just to fantastic to take a chance on passing up. He just leaned in and kissed the hunk. The super broke the kiss, got up and leaned over the couch presenting his gorgeous hole to Jack. Jack opened the ass with his tongue and then began to tease it with the bare head of his cock. The super's deep sigh of satisfaction egged Jack on. Jack's head penetrated the first ring which elicited an even more enthusiastic moan. Conscience fully silenced Jack inched his poz bare cock deeper and deeper. The super just kept vocalizing that although it hurt it was a great pain, "a man's man pain. " He loved it and insisted Jack go balls deep. Jack to start a fucking action pushing in a little deeper every stroke. The super's enthusiasm just grew with every pump. Now balls deep and making a slapping sound with the steady fuck Jack asked if his raw cock felt better than the super's finger. There were no words in response just the super pushing towards Jack so the impaling cock went deeper. Jack began to fuck harder with the super meeting every in stroke with an equal and opposite push back. He seemed to be a natural born bottom as he began flexing his sphincter milking his trophy cock. Realizing his balls were tightening Jack asked if the super wanted him to pull out before he shot. "Of course not!", was the enthusiastic reply. As tempting as staying quiet was Jack's conscience over ruled. "I'm poz " whispered Jack "I don't care " the super shrugged his shoulders. "No, you don't understand. I'm not medicated." Jack could feel his erection stiffening even more. "Oh shit!" cried the super, "Why'd you go in bare ? ... fuck man your raw cock feels so good though. " A bit frantic, "So should I pull out now?!" "Of course not, it feels to good, wait for the very last second" and at the very same time he pushed back and worked his ring muscles. "Fuck, fuck, fuck ... I can't hold it any longer. I'm unloading in your negative ass man. Fuuuuuuccck!" Jack's toxic load jettisoned into the super's guts and he collapsed onto the super's back. "Fuck man! You just pozed my negative ass ... what were you thinking?" Jack noticed the super wasn't making any effort to get Jack's leaking cock out of his vulnerable hole. "I asked if you wanted me to pull out. " "And I asked you to! ... it felt so good, I just needed you to hold off a minute or two .... FUCK man ... what have you done?" Yet again neither man made a move. Jack just waited out the short silence which was broken by the super. "Fuck man, I thought your raw cock pounding me felt great, your hot cum blasting inside me was out of this world ... so fuckin hot!" "I know ... right?" Jack pulled out and dropped down to eat out the cummy ass. The sounds of gratitude were so enticing he feltched out some of his cum. Standing and leaning in he snowballed the toxic load into the super's willing mouth. "Use that for lube, let me offer my ass as a peace offering, have no mercy. " The super needed no further encouragement as Jack offered himself in missionary position. The fucking was animalistic and the orgasmic pounding brutal with the two men collapsing into each other to catch their breath. The super was first to break their embrace quickly moving to feltch his cum and snowball it back to Jack. "I hope you're ready to go again. I've already got your poison in me I might as well get all you can give me you fuckin toxic fag! I told you I love sex.... and this has been the best uninhibited animalistic sex I've ever had ... and believe me I've had tonnes !" As the mutual fuckfest and breeding frenzy continued over the next few weeks Jack realized his quarantine dilemma had been solved. The first time the super invited his cute twink nephew to join in Jack moved the threesome to his apartment. Even though feeling very weak and fluish Stu watched this bareback fun via live streaming. He shoot his first massive poz load as the twink unloaded in Jack and the sweat dripping uncle unloaded in his nephew .

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.

Yep. A few times. I got it once. Asking a straight man to his face if you can suck his dick, especially if you're in public, is too confrontational and they'll say no (usually) even if they are open to the idea and might have said yes in other circumstances. The best way is to raise the idea in an oblique way. If it's friend and you have his phone number, send him a text. "By the way, I've always really wanted to suck you off. No reciprocation." Basically, what straight men want is discretion. Being too forward about it will generally leave you frustrated.

As Jacques straddled my face I reached up and grabbed his hard, muscular and hairy arsed cheeks in both hands. As he lowered himself down I leaned up to take that first sniff and lick of his hairy hole. As I’ve said before, I love eating arse in every position but having a guy ride my face is my favorite - not only because I can spread the cheeks wide and get my tongue in deep, but the guy, if he knows what he’s doing, can also take control, holding his own cheeks wide apart, running the groove of his arse across my face, along my tongue and open mouth and also stop dead and just smother me with his cunt. And Jacques was an expert. Holding his cheeks wide apart he exposed his hairy cunt for me. I moaned with pleasure as I drafted in this fresh hole. I had wanked and fantasised about this hole for months - playing with my own with fingers, toys and my own fist as I imagined what it would taste like and feel like inside and out. And I wasn’t disappointed. Sweat dropped down his back and into the groove, wetting the hair that covered his arse and hole; he had also kept the the space between his hole and balls hairy which added extra musk and the faint taste of piss and the unique smell and taste of ball sweat. He also knew how to hover above my face, so that I could lean into his hole with my nose and mouth the inhale as much scent as I could. This was a cunt made by God for queers like me. If there was a heaven, it was riding my face like a pro. Above me, I could hear Jacques taking huffs of poppers before reaching down to tweak my tits or roll his hand up and down my shaft and pul on my balls. I was totally focused on his hole - with his cheeks spread for me, I was free to tease and finger his hole, lapping it with my tongue, and watching my gob get swallowed up before pushing into his hole for that first taste of his chute. And again, there was no disappointment, just perfection. Some arses taste clean, some of the spunk that’s already been loaded, but Jacques chute tasted of him - replicating the taste of his spit and gob i has tasted in his mouth. I moaned loudly as I added my own spit to the fluid in his chute. Above me, Jacques was moaning and clearly sweating as it was rolling down his back and into his arse. As I licked and ate him out he started to roll his groove over my mouth, lips and nose, driving me into a deeper frenzy of eating, licking and chewing. I was totally lost in his hole. The whole world reduced to giving and receiving as much pleasure from his puckered cunt as possible.

I wanted to start this year with friends, fun, and great fucks, and that’s exactly what I got today. dr Martin is my neighbor and chiropractor. Gave me a quickie; he said I felt too good Damian is a 58yo fit daddy from NJ who likes breeding me on weekends on the way to the gym. He gave it to me good. Went uptown to visit Craig. Average body, mid-30s, thick d. He’s been fucking me for 10 years and we r good friends. He usually wraps, but because I tested std neg on 12/19, he gave it to me raw and bred me. Then we had pizza; I helped him dismantle his Xmas tree; and as my reward, he gave me another load. Went to HK where familiar fwbs were getting together to tag me. Raymond, Mouro, Brooklyn Matt, Howard, and Tom came. Each fucked me (except Matt who bred me a week or two ago). He fucked Raymond exclusively; he loves daddy types. I bred Raymond’s ass and then gave a second load down his throat. then went home and had Xmas leftovers and double stuffed Oreos. This year is off to a promising start.

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.

Face down ass up for me then missionary when hes cumming in me. I love having his tongue down my throat as he breeds me.

It really depends on the Top’s size, penis shape, and fucking style. What ever position gets him to hit dat p-spot nice and good will do it for me, even if it means I have to take over and ride that dick like a slutty jockey on a hung stallion until my thighs are on fire.

Doggy for me as I love the deep penetration and being fucked hard. I also love watching myself in a mirror when being fucked from behind. However I do enjoy missionary and watching the tops face as he shoots his load into me

I envy the heteros because they tend not to lead with their sexual demands first, nor is their identity so seemingly intertwined with what they do in the bedroom like us gays. We will reject (or pursue) each other based on whatever box was ticked on a profile. I sometimes wonder how many times I've missed out on having deeper, longer term connections with men because of this. Sadly, I have to play by these rules because everyone else is. What do we gain by using these labels? Maybe time, and certainly frustration, as soon as we figure out that the guy we are really attracted to has ticked the "wrong" goddamn box on his profile. Online, I just say I'm bottom, mainly because I know I won't be bothered as much. I think most would say the label I should use is versatile. But I don't like that either because it suggests that I'm willing to assume the role of top or bottom with anyone at the drop of a hat. For me, it's about chemistry. Sometimes I want to top; sometimes I want to bottom; other times I want to flip-flop😈. If made to choose, I would choose bottoming. I get daggers from other bottoms that I contact if my profile says I'm a bottom; if I say I'm versatile, bottoms may think I'm just a bottom in denial. Tops are suspicious too. So, to make everyone's life easier, I'll just say I'm a botton. No shame in that I guess. 😂

love bare sex. first time I slid into a bare ass and seeded his hole, I was hooked. Been breeding and seeding ever since.

My first several experiences were all bareback, but I really didn't know until I had a string of getting fucked by guys wearing condoms and wasn't really digging it. By this time I had also fucked several times and knew how much I preferred fucking bareback. Not just for the physical feeling but also the idea of dumping my load in a guys ass and I really wanted that... I was really into the guy and I was riding his dick, he was wearing a condom... I though fuck it, I pulled his dick out and slid off the condom and started riding him again... he was like WTF but went along with it and came in my ass in literally a few minutes... I knew then that I would never get fucked with a condom ever again if I could help it.

I don't see a problem.

I HOPE that there are some subs and/or bottoms that are in this situation as they start 2021 in the position they should end it ... On their knees! How I'd love to see all those Dicks in this picture spit roast that cock hungry pig. BUT, I do not want to see a drop of cum, that is to be either deposited straight down the throat or deep in this pigs cum hungry guts. Dick cleaning is MANdatory!

Open your mouth and clean the POZ cum off my dick, that's it lick it real good. Your nipples need some work let me put these suction cups on them so one day they will look like mine, as I see you always looking at mine. Hey Alex get a big shard and shove up his hole then fuck the bitch as hard & fast as you can. I like the feeling of the cups on my nipples until I start to feel what ever was put in my ass by Alex as it getting warmer and warmer until it started to burn, then Alex drives his dick in and I'm glad it not as big as my fathers dick, the burning is going away but I don't want Alex to stop. I feel his dick swelling as he is grunting as he is pressing his dick in me as far as he can as his sweat is dripping on me. As he pulls out I thought he wanted his dick clean but he offer his arm pits to let me clean his sweat off. Dad stick 4 fingers in me and massage my prostrate as Alex squat over my face with his ass, then direct me how to rim his sweaty hole as Dad is now fucking me real slow and I'm in pig heaven. I don't know how long I was there or how many loads I took, my arm I can see more marks from needles, my hole feels full as I put my hand back there I feel a plug in me. Dad comes in and ask how I feel, when I say I'm hungry he hands me a container with a thick liquid. I ask what about real food he laughs not now as it easier to keep you cleaned out this way. Dad that's me over to a bench and straps me into it so I cant move, he kneels down looks me in the face then says your first ring is is being stretch now its time to open your second ring as it will help taking you from a boy hole to a boy cunt and one day a MAN CUNT. I see the syringe with out a needle is put in my hole and its just warn not burning. A machine is moved up with a long thin dildo as I can see in the mirror . Dad lubes it up then puts in my ass it does not feel bad until it hits the second ring as I try to move away from the pain but I cant. The machine is started and Its going in and out of my second ring. Dad looks at me with a syringe with a needle and ask if I wanted is, I nod up and down. Dad first puts the needle in his arm draws some of his blood then inject it into me and WOW this is a heavy one. As I lay here and after 20-30 minutes I get used to the dildo and start to enjoy it. Alex comes in stops the machine and lubes my hole and puts a bigger dildo in my and its back to getting used to it. This one does not take long and I'm soon enjoying it they stop after this one they stop.

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.

If I hear this more than twice, I generally am done. It's not about you, the stupid hole. All you have to do is lay there and accept my seed. Unless you're an Olympic medaling bottomist, your job is finished when you open up and hold still and let me get my way. And if I don't come because you whined about it too much and annoyed me, you fucked yourself.

Of course you do. cause worthless pozz cumdumps are the dirtiest trashiest fucking whores around. You're not just a regular gay boy. You're a diseased faggot and a piece of trash. A dirty whore like you was born to get AIDS along with every single STD in the books.

Long time reader of the forums, felt inspired to write a small thing of my own. Posted a shorter version originally on my Bdsmlr @Cuckyou. First time writing, hope you enjoy. 😉 (If the images are in violation, or need to be taken down, let know and I gladly will). ======= It was so sweet when our anniversary came around. I had asked my boyfriend of a few years if he was willing to do anything for me. After the romantic dinner, night out, how could he say no? He looked me in the eyes and said he would do anything. I tried to hide the smirk that slowly crept up on my face. "Can you bottom for me tonight?" I asked, knowing that he was too into the lovey-dovey mood to say now. "Sure." He said, kissing me softly on the forehead. After he finished preparing himself, I threw myself at him. Bent him over the bed, ate his delicious untouched tight hole (since he's a top, and rarely bottoms for me). Even licked at his balls while under him, making sure he got sufficiently horny. "Can we be kinky today babe? After all this cute stuff today, nothing would turn me on than to treat you like a whore." He looked at me curiously, but his arousal betrayed him and he agreed. I nearly wet myself at the thought of what would happen next. Thankfully he was flexible enough to not mind when I bound his wrists to his ankles, spread eagle on the edge of the bed. "Oh baby that feels so good, eat my slutty hole," he said, getting into the "roleplay." Little did he know that this was going to be much more real than expected. I tongue fucked his innocent hole, prepping it for the fun. "Alright baby I hope you enjoy your anniversary present," I said, pulling out a cock cage and a gag. "What is all that?" He said, curiosity turning into concern. "It's so that you keep you fucking voice down while I do what I asked earlier: Treating you like a fucking whore." My aggressive tone, along with the fact that I quickly locked his cock in caused him to become more resistant. "What the fuck babe!" He began to struggle, but to no avail. After some minutes I was able to get the gag in his mouth and there he was, my little soon-to-be cumdump boyfriend. I snapped some photos of him (neck down of course, I wasn't that much of an asshole) and posted them on BBRT for some hungry tops to come around. My boyfriend tried pleading with me through his gag while I spent the next half an hour working my fingers in and out of his hole, loosening up his boy pussy. He groaned and thrashed around, trying to break free but all it did was drive my fingers deeper and deeper into his tight top hole. "You sure you're not meant to be a bottom baby? You look like you're enjoying this." And although his angry glare made him seem angry, his caged cock was leaking precum all over his stomach. I made sure to lovingly scoop it up and work that into his hole too. I'm a good boyfriend after all, I want him to be a comfortable stupid whore. When the first guy arrived, a malicious smirk grew on his face as well. "Damn man, I knew you said on the ad that your boyfriend is into whoring roleplays, but he seems really mad. Sure he's up for this?" I smiled back innocently. "Oh yes, he gets really into roleplay. He's nasty fucking slut." With that, the dude began to disrobe to reveal a massive uncut cock, still a bit soft at 6". I grew ravenous. I left my bound boyfriend on the bed and went on my knees in front of the new alpha. "Can I help you get started?" He looked down at me, amused. "Go ahead." I worshipped his cock (making sure that I was still at a good angle for my boyfriend to watch me suck off this stranger on our anniversary). The precum was salty, but delicious. I think maybe the betrayal and lying added to the flavor. After getting our visitor's cock nice and erect at a meaty 8", I made sure to build up a good wad of precum and saliva in my mouth. "Wait here," I was able to gurgle out, while I moved back to my boyfriend who grew tired of resisting. He looked up at me with pleading eyes. Oh how I would love this. I drooled out the mixture of cum and saliva over his eyes, acting as a liquid blindfold. I moved down to his ears and said, "HIs cock is massive baby. If you want to enjoy this as much as I am, you're gonna need to be a little popper whore for me okay? I love you much baby. Now take deep hits." I flipped him on his stomach, still spread eagle, and held up a bottle to his nose. He could only sob and take as many hits as I forced him. With that, the popper rush took over and with some difficulty, he was pounded for a good hour by the bull until his cunt was creamed. I thanked the bull for his time and massaged by boy's used hole with my fingers. "You did great baby, now only a few more hours to go." My boyfriend raised his head to look at me with glossy, poppered eyes and laid it back down to rest. In that moment, I knew he gave up. And how did the night end? I ended up having to moderate and hold his poor head up for poppers every few minutes in order to keep him relaxed. Poor boy seemed like he was beginning to get sore after the 3rd anonymous cock flooded his cunt. "You're doing great baby this is so hot. I love this anniversary present." I kissed his ball gag which was covered in his saliva and tears from all the crying and popper gooning. He had a long night ahead of him. At least another dozen loads until his mind was broken and I could enjoy fucking his sloppy pussy myself. Love you baby.

I’ve had a lot of pretty extreme things done to me sexually in the last 17 years. I’ve been forced to orgasm so many times, one right after the other, that cumming became a form of torture, and then I was trained to cum on command. My first big gangbang, 32 men. I got mercilessly finger-fucked and toy-raped. Electro through my cock, balls and ass; deep, deep sounding; and electro-sounding. Jacked-off, experimented with and just plain fucked in front of both public and private audiences of up to 20 or more people. I’ve been edged with a goddamned feather nearly to the snapping of my mind - twice. My nuts have been pierced through their center with needles. Flogging, fire-flogging (yes, that’s flogging with fire), cock-pumping by machine, fucking by fucking machine, sooo much bondage... all of this before I discovered that I’m a cumdump. Since then I’ve spent three years just taking cock. All kinds of cock, every single cock that wanted in me got in me. I’ve taken gargantuan cocks, double penetrations, bathhouse sluttings of 20 men a day, brutal jackhammer dildo-raping. Hundreds of men have bred and seeded me or fed me their load, the last two days ago. It’s been a wild ride. I started very late, at 37, with a strong sense that my clock was ticking toward an end, and I desperately needed to make up for lost time, to have the sex life I missed in my 20s and early 30s, or regret it forever. I no longer feel that urgency; I guess I caught up. The problem is, now it’s hard to really reach a point of deep satisfaction. I remember a time when I had orgasms so intense that everything went white around me - I called them white-out orgasms. I can’t remember the last time I had one. Ever since I took a certain holy-mother-of-god-thicc cock in 2018, I’ve been yearning for another Top to fill me like that, but none has. Certain Tops have power-fucked me for hours, or in just exactly the right way, truly using me the way I’m designed to be used, with the attitude to match (looking at you, @FelchingPisser), but these have been very rare experiences for me. Every fuck is always a privilege and a gift from the Top, and I treat every single fuck as though it has the potential to take me to Nirvana - and you never can tell what some men can do - but the rush of gratification I receive from the Top’s pleasure is becoming weaker and weaker. It used to be that I could lie ass-up on a bed, knowing that an anonymous man would show up in moments to open the door and then penetrate, fuck and inseminate me, and I could say to myself, He’s coming. He’s really going to come in. A stranger is going to fuck you and nothing you can do will stop that from happening now. And a huge rush of excitement, along with humiliation, would sweep through my body. Now, I only get a buzz or a tickle; there have been so many strangers, and I never even got a look at them. Even the poppers - the first time a Top used poppers on me I blacked out. Fortunately, I was bound to a St. Andrew’s Cross at the time, so I couldn’t fall down. Since then, I’ve only blacked out twice, very briefly, and only in the early days. But I can always tell they’re going to work because I see a colorful ring appear before my eye that looks exactly like an asshole opening up to accept a cock. I take it as proof - the litmus test that reveals what I truly am and what I’m truly for. Except now, no matter how fresh the bottle, I don’t see my ring as often, and sometimes not at all. All of this adds up to a growing anxiety, a building emptiness inside me - I now crave an intensity of sexual experience that isn’t provided by most encounters. Something in me is crying out for some very Dominant, selfish, aggressive Top to take advantage of my willingness and use me in ways that take me beyond (read: deeper, more debased, more devolved) ways than I have been. In a way, I feel that the “safeties need to be removed” before I can access what is inside me and grow, and I can’t do it for myself because things have to be done to me for it to work. In essence, in order to blow my mind, I need to find someone interested in taking me down a dark hole and using me unscrupulously. The fact that the poppers aren’t doing what they once did, however, raises a concern. It’s the question of desensitization. Desensitization is a factor in chemical dependency and addiction, of course (poppers are not considered to be an addictive substance), but it also figures in the concept of the Inhibitory Threshold. When we are constrained in certain actions for ethical, moral, or legal reasons, we stand away from those actions beyond an Inhibitory Threshold - it is a line we do not cross, basically because One Does Not Cross That Line. It’s a kind of personal line-in-the-sand. The Inhibitory Threshold is a strong deterrent - until you actually cross it. Once you cross the Threshold, once you’ve Done The Deed, even if you feel guilt and swear never to do it again, the precedent is set - you did it, therefore you can. This directly undermines the Inhibitory Threshold, which gets its power by convincing you that you can’t. In the context of sexual experience, the Inhibitory Threshold is constantly at work on guys, informing them about what their naughty little animal minds can get away with and what they can’t. Once a given Threshold is crossed, however, the result is usually such a potent jolt to the brain’s pleasure and reward center that that Threshold can never again have any influence - the man has been desensitized to the sense that that activity is off-limits, and thus desensitized to any anticipatory or imagined consequence titillation he might once have felt. Been there, done that. Even if the activity is intensely pleasurable, that intensity will diminish with repetition simply because of the neurology of the thing; the body and brain will get used to it. In general, this shouldn’t be that big a problem, because sex is extremely varied, practices can be variously extreme, the average guy isn’t really all that promiscuous, and most people don’t readily jump their Inhibitory Thresholds (they’re mainly Vanillas). For most, they should never reach a point of desensitization that can’t be readily refreshed by a minor variation. But what happens to a man who does burn through the options until he’s desensitized to most things? What happens when there’s nothing left capable of meeting the sexual need most people meet with common activity? It seems to me that the parallel with drug addiction is very close. The need (and sexual fulfillment is one of the basic human needs) continues to build as an unmet hunger in the individual until a state of desperation is reached. At this stage, the individual begins to make what are essentially internal triage decisions, risking other needs like food, sleep, health, security and freedom in order to take actions to meet the unmet sexual deficit. Even if the individual is able to cognitively control his impulses, the result is likely to be a persistent state of unfulfillment, and unless it is somehow resolved, self-actualization, or complete development of the individual, becomes practically impossible. I am afraid I have reached, or am reaching, a point of serious sexual desensitization, and am torn on what course I should take. On the one hand, I have a sense of some things that could continue to sustain me for a while to come. These would involve me providing myself much more frequently to the use of men in more varied locations, and essentially forcing myself into a sleazier style of life, hoping to attract the attention of certain types of Dominant, aggressive men, with a goal to being serially used/abused and even trafficked by them. Another possible avenue would be physical ownership by a very select Dom or Doms who wished for their own gratification to explore the potential limits of my sexual transformation mentally, and broaden the extent of my physical sexual exposure, service and use. The risks of these strategies are both obvious, and less so. An intensification of my activity as a self-whoring cumdump will unavoidably risk greater public exposure. At my age, the likelihood of actually attracting the target Tops is relatively small, so I would have to spend significantly more time exposed to possibly achieve the result. And in the event of personal exposure my home community is far less than accepting. The increase in potential exposure to STDs is a given; I would unquestionably contract gono, chlamydia and syphilis on a repeated basis, at the least (as indeed I previously have). Aggressive men are dangerous, and arrogant, selfish, aggressive men in heat are especially so. The activity I would be actively seeking carries a higher risk of injury. Falling in with the sort of men who would think nothing of hate-fucking my cunt and then whoring it out to make bank is also plainly unwise... yet the only means to reach a certain depth of debasement. Submitting to Domination for experimental training of the kind I’m thinking about would be a very long shot at best, because the kind of Dominant interested in and capable of such work would be an incredibly rare find. Even my former Master was unwilling to go to the extents that I contemplate. Ethical constraints would have to be... loose. The danger, in my consideration, is not what such a man might practice upon me, but what I might be after he’s finished. If my prior training proved anything, it’s that permanent transformation in a man can be achieved. The greatest risk, however, is perhaps that I could pursue these courses of increasingly intense experience, crossing Inhibitory Thresholds like highway mile markers, until at last I find myself at the end of the road. I imagine I would encounter one of two things there: Either a sense of self completion, like the finishing of a puzzle, all the inner questions about myself finally answered, in satisfaction and peace - or else an endless, howling void that marks the end of all potential, and the beginning of a hopeless, insatiable hunger that will try ever more desperate things, in vain, until I am destroyed in its excesses. I am frightened because I am hungry even now and I don’t know what to do. I am frightened because my hunger drives me even against my thought, and I know full well that if by chance my hunger places me in the path of a chance to start down one of these roads... I will take it. I don’t know how common this feeling is among other men, but if you’ve read this far, a) Wow and b) I’d be interested in your thoughts.

The Dixie on Hollywood and Western is generally accepted as the de facto successor to the Coral Sands; I’m sure others will corroborate

At the risk of being accused of arse licking (though that is something I’m adept at...) I think you’ve devised a good system. I know it can be frustrating until one builds a reputation, but this is a unique site which has allowed me to discover that other guys share my passions. But it’s perfectly clear that, by its very nature, a site like this could be open to abuse without firm control. And because of that control I find the site probably the friendliest of all the sites I’m on. And for that, one has to applaud you and the moderators.

I agree with others... not a problem. I went in Prep just about 2 years ago. Prior to that I rarely hooked up and even then i only took it wrapped. My plan was to start Prep and then 2 weeks later go to Vegas for some uninhibited fun. I got my script and my Prep christening was a 4-day weekend to Vegas. I took 11 different raw cocks and their sweet creamy goodness in those 4 days. The best feeling (besides when being pumped full) was when one of the “visitors” reached for a condom that he had placed with some lube on the nightstand... I promptly told him he didn’t need that condom. He dropped it and immediately gave me his beautiful hard bare cock and left me dripping. Awesome trip. Been raw only ever since.

You may well catch an STD, and probably will at some point. It’s part of the process of becoming a PrEP whore. It’s not as big a deal as you think it is, as long as you are prepared. Presumably, alongside PrEP, you have scheduled a programme of regular STI screening, say, once every 3 months? If that’s the case, anything you pick up will be dealt with before it becomes a problem.

Doggy is best when with a sub-par top I’m not all that attracted to, but missionary is best when I’m lucky enough to land a real stud. There’s nothing like staring at a muscular hunk’s powerful shoulders and heaving chest as he pounds your hole, or watching a handsome man’s facial expressions as he approaches his climax, and then seeing his Adam’s apple and the underside of a stubbly, angular jaw when he throws back his head in ecstasy as he cums inside you.

My experience is anything in the darkroom is raw like at Wet Sauna in Brisbane, if you get led out to another space it could be different or in the light your let go because in the dark you seemed twink-like. One of the darkrooms at 29 Cruise Club last night was the same, all raw, with a good deal of flip fucking and daisy-chain/train flipping...

Who died and made you the fucking NYT literary critic . Bunch of bullshit nonsense . It`s a great story as is as he`s choosing to tell it . Don`t like it read something else or have the balls to write your own stories .

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.

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 was so that guy faggot. I was a known cocksucker before high school and had straight guys hit me up for blowjobs all the time. usually on the downlow. they would get me alone somehow at school, in a party (I sucked off a lot of straight boys in loved washrooms and bedrooms in high school) or out somewhere discreet or guys with cars would offer me rides which almost always ended up with us pulled over at the side of a road or in a parking lot with my head bobbing up n down in their laps. I even had a couple guys get me to suck their cocks right out in the open at house parties while people watched. (alcohol is a highschool cocksuckers best ally) everyone knew I was a cocksucking faggot and pretty much everyone knew all you had to do was ask or just pull out your cock and I would get down on my knees and suck it.

Thanks man, that is super nice of you to say!

Poor Michael was stuck in lockdown for Christmas and was feeling lonely and vulnerable. Invited him to spend Christmas at mine at the last minute so he won't be able to get his Prep refill over the holidays. Spent the first 2 days being tender and acting like the perfect bf material and painting a perfect picture of us. Then I privately messaged a few random sluts to come around so michael can see me breed them in front of him.

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

I was horny all day. Woke up horny, cleaned myself out, drank a smoothie, and drank coffee and water all day at work. My cock was sensitive when I peed and hung loose and long all day. My ass twitched now and then while I worked. I fairly bounced out to my car, I felt good, sexy, horny. I hummed along with the radio as I drove to my favorite place, pinching my nipples as I maneuvered through the traffic. I pulled into the parking lot and it was reasonably full. A sexy black man in a gray track suit came out the front door and sauntered towards me, his cocktail swinging and bulging, visible to me as he walked and entered the car across from me. I watched as he lit a cigarette drew in deeply and exhaled through his nose and mouth. I was instantly hard as he did it again and settled his eyes on me and smiled and winked at me. I got out of my car and he followed me into the store. I bought some tokens and half listened to my sexy follower talking to the sexy clerk about "things looking up". I went into the booth with holes on both sides. I stripped and kneeled on the floor and started the movies. I pinched my nipples, played with my cock, rubbed spit and precum on my hole and fingered myself. I heard the door open in booth next to me saw a movie startup and heard the rustle of clothing. A very nice cock came through the hole, shiny and big and black....my favorite. I licked and sucked on the head, up and down the shaft. Swirling, swallowing, sucking, liking and then....it disappeared. And then he fed me his balls, one at a time. I loved them too. And then his pretty asshole. I ate it, tongued it, slobbered all over it until he gave me back his dick. My nipples were extra sensitive and swelling by now, my hole twitching, my cock leaking precum, I was so turned on. A voice behind me then whispered, "stand up boy, back dat ass up over here". I looked and saw a big wet black dick behind me. So I stood bent over and backed up onto that beautiful dick as I kept working my man's dick in my mouth. I sank down to the wall on that dick behind me and heard him moan. I myself moaned around the cock in my mouth and just lost myself in pleasing these men. They came inside of me within seconds of each other after stretching my holes for what seemed like joyous hours. I slaked my thirst for cum on both ends. Got dressed and with a full belly and ass I sauntered back to my car. I smiled at the clerk and the sexy tracksuit man as they blew smoke my way while they leaned on his hood. I rolled down my window and said," see you soon I hope" as I drove past those sexy men with their sexy dicks bulging in their pants.

Loads 2 and 3 come with those beautiful and delicious sloppy squelching noises - No sweeter sound! 🐽

Part 4 As I rolled off of him and collapsed in sweaty satisfaction, Colt grabbed his camera and started snapping pics of me. "Dude." I said. "Come on. I look like shit." "Naw man, you look beautiful. Like the sexy slut you are. Come on baby, pose for me. Roll over and let me see that sexy ass. Oh yea, now stick it up, arch your back, show me that sweet ass. Now spread your cheeks and let me see your pussy. Oh baby, that's so hot!" I was still so high and under Colt's spell, that I did everything he told me to. I posed for him in every slutty position he wanted me in. After about 10 minutes he stopped taking pics and was typing something on his phone. The sun was up by now, but neither one of us could sleep. We were too wired. Instead, we snuggled together on the bed. Colt opened his laptop and we started viewing some of the shows he had done. In everyone he was very obviously fucked up, and I watched him hit the pipe and the brown bottle many times as well as snort lines, including one off the large black dick of Dante. In one of the videos he had a needle stuck in his arm by another guy, a real muscular guy, but I couldn't see his face because he had a spandex hood on with only eye holes visible. I watched as he released the band from Colt's arm, and Colt raised his arm in the air, quickly followed by him coughing and doing some real deep breaths, fully expanding his strong chest. He laid back on the bed and ran his hands all over his body, playing with his nips and squeezing his cock through his jockstrap as he panted, "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," over and over again. Then I noticed another man in the video, also very muscular and also with a spandex hood on. The two guys tied off each others arms, stuck the needles into each other and soon had their hands in the air and coughing too. "Are you ready slut?" Asked the first guy. "Oh God yes!" Replied Colt. "Show them your pussy bitch!" The man ordered Colt. He turned his ass to the camera and spread his cheeks, exposing his brown hole. "Now look over your shoulder and look into the camera. Tell them what you want. Tell them you want your faggot jock pussy fucked hard! Beg for it you pathetic cumdump whore!" "Please!" Whined Colt. "I need it so bad. I need my hungry jock pussy to be fucked! PLEASE! Oh God, stick your cock in me. Use my jock hole, use my pathetic faggot cumdump jock hole, PLEASE! I need it!" The guy moved onto the bed and moved Colt so he was sideways to the camera on his hands and knees, his big muscular body on display. He lined up his cock, which was probably a good 8 inches, to Colt's ass. The other guy grabbed Colt's hair and turned his face to the camera, sticking a brown bottle under his nose. Colt took some deep breaths. "What's your name slut?" He demanded. "Colt." The man raised his hand and smacked Colt hard across his face. "Your full name, you stupid jock bitch." " Colton Sawyer Cooper!" He exclaimed as he continued to hit the bottle. "How old are you?" "18!" "And what do you want?" "Cocks! I want cocks in my holes filling me with their cum!" With that, the man at Colt's ass grabbed his hips and slammed himself into Colt's asshole. Colt's face grimaced at first before a pleasurable smile crossed it. "Oh yea, that's it! Gimme that big cock! Fuck my jock pussy!" The man at his head stuck a fat 7" cock into Colts mouth and started fucking his face. The two masked men spit roasted Colt as hard as they could. The fucking continued for at least two hours as the two men would trade places back and forth and use Colt in every position they could. We didn't watch every second of it, we fast forwarded a bit, but we watched most of it. One of my favourite shows of his involved what I learned was called Bukake. Colt was on his knees with his hands cuffed to his ankles behind his back. He also had a leather collar with a leash. 20 men surrounded him ranging in age from young to old with all kinds of different bodies, and every man wore a Zorro like mask. The men would use the leash to yank Colt toward their cocks, and he would eagerly devour each one. A metal spreader was placed in Colt's mouth and stretched wide. Someone took a wrapped up bandana and poured poppers on it, then placed it across Colt's nostrils, tying it behind his head. Then they really started to mouth rape him. They would grab his hair and slam their cocks down his throat. I could see Colt's throat expand every time one of those cocks was rammed down it. Every so often one of the guys would yank Colt's head back and pour some fresh poppers on the bandana before another cock was jammed down his throat. Colt became noticeably disoriented. His half closed eyes looked crossed and he couldn't hold his head up by himself. The men would hold it up by his hair as his throat was raped nonstop. The second they let go, his head would flop down, only to be yanked back up again. This lasted for 45 minutes before the metal stretcher was removed from Colt's mouth. His head was pushed back and he was only being supported by the collar around his neck. He tried to form words, but only gibberish came out. Then, the men started cumming as they jerked off around the helpless jock. Even as fucked up as he was, when the first man started shooting, Colt instinctively opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. The man aimed his first shot right into Colt's mouth before coating his face with the rest. Man after man followed suit, shooting first in Colt's mouth, then all over his face. Soon Colt's entire face was coated in cum. It was all over his hair and ran down his neck and dripped onto his chest. When the last man came all over Colt, the man holding the leash let go and Colt collapsed, falling back onto the floor. The camera then moved in closer and someone had dropped another sign on to the floor giving Colt's full name, his phone number and his age. The camera didn't move as it got a clear shot of his information in the same frame as his fucked up cum covered face. Oh man was my dick hard! Then the doorbell rang. I looked at the clock and it was now 2:00. Time flies when your high. I watched as Colt jumped out of the bed and walked to the door, and as his magnificent ass left the room, my brain didn't register that he was still buck naked. He returned a couple minutes later with two equally naked guys, and both equally hot. One was a redhead with whiter than white skin, and the other was a brunette with a deep dark tan. Both were built like a brick shit house. I grabbed the covers and pulled them over myself. The red head laughed. "You said he might be a bit shy." "Austin," said Colt, "these are buddies of mine. Ron (the redhead raised his hand) and Billy (who also gave a little wave). You might recognize them from the show with the two masked guys." I totally recognized their bodies now, and actually looked at their cocks, which were impressive even soft. "And why are they here?" I inquired. Colt sat down next to me. He put his arm around me and gave me a little kiss on the cheek. "They're here to have some fun with us baby." He whispered in my ear. I saw Billy open a case that he had been carrying and pull out a few syringes. "I told them I had a brand new cock slut, and they wanted to come help break you in." "I, I don't know Colt." I said. "Come on baby." Colt cooed into my ear. "You said you would do anything for me. You said you were my little cock slut. I want this baby. Do it for your brother." As he was saying those words into my ear, I was falling further under his spell. I tried one more time to object as Billy was wrapping a band around my bicep. "Sshhhhh." Colt whispered in my ear as he put a finger up to my lips, silencing me. "Just do it baby. I love you so much, do it for me." He put his hand on my hard cock, and I knew I was lost in him. I felt the cool alcohol rub on my arm as Colt kissed me. Then I felt a slight prick, and a few seconds later, Billy was removing the band. He raised up my arm and then, BAM! It hit me like a bull at the rodeo. I fell back onto the bed as I coughed a few times, my ears ringing. Then I took some deep breaths as I felt a rush like no other fly through my body. "That's a good boy." Colt whispered as he rubbed my chest. "Just do what your brother tells you." My chest burned where he touched me as I watched Ron and Billy remove bands from their arms. Then they too coughed a bit then climbed on the bed. I felt hands all over me as lips touched mine. Lips that were not Colt's. I opened my mouth and a new tongue entered it as I felt like I was floating off into space. After what seemed like forever, the hands and lips pulled off me and I was being rolled over. "Hands and knees, slut!" I heard Ron order me as he pulled my hips up. I moved into position and almost immediately felt a cock sliding into my ass. I groaned as I felt his pubes rub against my tender hole. Then he held onto my hips and started fucking me. I looked over and saw Colt sitting in a chair, stroking his cock as he watched. "Oh yea!" He said. "Fuck that bitch! Pound that little sluts hole. Oh baby, you're gonna get fucked so much today. These guys can fuck for hours. And you're gonna take it all. Come on whore, arch your back. Stick your ass out. Show these guys how much you want their cocks!" I did as he told me and something inside me was unleashed. "Fuck yea!" I hollered. "Fuck me! Fuck my pussy! Come on, give me your cock. I want you to fuck me like the bitch I am!" I could see Colt smile and I knew I was pleasing him, and that made me happy. He didn't lie, these guys could fuck for hours. For three hours, non stop, these two guys pounded my hole, in every imaginable position. Colt just watched the whole time, hitting the pipe occasionally and feeding me poppers. Sometimes he would let me take a couple of hits off the pipe as my cunt was drilled mercilessly. "Oh yea you little meth whore." He would say. "Suck on that pipe slut. Suck on it like the whore you are while your pussy gets pounded and filled with cum!" At one point, he held my head in his lap as he covered my nose and mouth with a popper soaked rag. I passed out a couple of different times, only to regain conciousness and see the guys had switched who was fucking me. And boy did I get filled with cum! 4 loads before the guys finally finished with me. After Colt let them out, he came back to where I was laying, too fucked out to even move. Despite still being high as fuck, my ass was sore, and as Colt raised up my legs, I let out a feeble objection. "Shut up slut!" He demanded. "You're gonna take my cock bitch. Your slutty little meth hole isn't done yet!" I moaned as his fat cock stretched my sore hole, but he didn't stop until he was buried in me. "Your sloppy cunt feels so good all loose and wet with 4 loads in it! You were a very good boy today. I'm very proud of you." He praised me. And as he did, what little pain I was feeling in my ass went away, and it was replaced with a hunger for more pounding. Pounding from the man I loved. "Fuck yea Colt!" I cried out. "Fuck my hole! Fuck my slutty little meth hole!" Colt fucked me with all his might as he verbally degraded me and I begged for more of it. He spit on my face and slapped me while he called me a whore, a slut, a worthless cumdump, a little faggot meth bitch. And I loved it! Finally, after another half hour of his hard fucking he finally said, "Oh yea baby, here it comes! Here comes another load in your nasty little fuckhole! Take it bitch! Take your brothers load!" "Fuck yea!" I shouted as he buried himself in me and I felt his enormous cock throb. "Gimmie that load! Fucking breed my faggot meth whore cunt!" As I said those words, my cock also shot off and I grabbed Colt and held him tight as the orgasm rocked my body. He collapsed onto me breathing hard as I held him tight, never wanting to let go. "God damn, I love you, you son of a bitch!" I whispered into his ear. He just laughed as he kissed me deeply.

Part 25 - Forever Foundations On the outside he hadn't changed at all, only his way of thinking and how he felt inside. He thanked Carrington who placed a plate of food down in front of him. Preparing dinner was their first joint effort being together, Charlie picked out the vegetables in the grocery store ignoring all the fancy ones he knew nothing about instead picking the type you could get back in England. Charlie turned out to be a dab hand in the kitchen surprising Carrington that he knew how to cook and did it really well. Carrington stood watching him unable to stop smiling and Charlie attributing most of his skills to his mother and Conrad, explaining how Conrad was an exceptional cook by any standards and taught him the basics. Charlie's initial worry of spending so much time with Carrington had completely vanished, in part he knew a bit about him since their meeting at the manor and spending almost two days being hunted down by him. Charlie put his knife and fork down and took a sip of water, across the table they were watching each other chatting and smiling. The way he felt so ease in Carrington's company finding lots to talk about all culminated in a feeling like they had been together years, where in truth really he knew little about him. "Tonight your mine completely" Charlie said out of the blue staring at Carrington. Carrington sat back in his chair and smiled "Are you surrendering yourself fully to me?". "Yes" Charlie replied then put his head in his hands, "I think I am". "Totally?" Carrington asked. Charlie nodded. Charlie sat forward "Be nice to me, you know I don't know what I am doing" he said. Carrington held Carlie's hand across the table "Slowly, I want to enjoy discovering you". Charlie silently gulped his body already starting to stir from the way Carrington held his hand softly, looking in to each others eyes an unfathomable desire was building and his fingers tingled. It took a moment to realise that these sort of emotions he felt had never been brought to the surface with Serena or anyone else. The effect Carrington had on him warmed his entire body, everything in his life seemed not to matter right now. Charlie stepped in to the bathroom and came out of his daze not even remembering how and when they came upstairs, everything was a happy blur and his reflection in the mirror showed he was undressed with just his underwear on. In the mirror he saw Carrington walk in with his head cocked to one side looking at him. Slowly he made his way towards Charlie who let out a soft pleasing moan feeling the hands of Carrington touching his shoulders and watching him in the mirror. Softly leaning his head back with each tender touch on his shoulder and neck, Carrington never losing sight of Charlie's reaction through his reflection in the mirror. Watching each slow breath he took moaning sweetly, 'Do you trust me?' Carrington whispered in his ear, Charlie nodded gently allowing the hands to roam further around his body. The warmth from Carrington's body passing to him he pressed up closer, the arms circling around his chest, feeling, caressing and touching him softly. Charlie rolled his neck to the side leaning against Carrington's neck and shoulder, the arms around his body slipping further around enveloping him fully. The action was total submission to Carrington, he had finally won Charlie and Carrington knew this immediately from the way his body relaxed into his arms being held tight against him. Carrington looked at Charlie's reflection in the mirror, his eyes half closed and mouth slightly parted. Carrington's cock was already hard and pressed against Charlie's arse. Carrington kissed Charlie's neck feeling the entire body respond pushing back 'I love you Charlie, from the day I first saw you' he said softly in to his ear kissing the lobe and moving back down his soft neck. Charlie's hands moved and held Carrington's arms slowly feeling every inch, a happy sigh when they moved over the large biceps squeezing them to ensure they were real. Charlie spoke quietly 'I tried to deny it Carrington, I can't lie or hide my feelings any more. I love you', his words full of intent and meaning, 'Only you could have done this to me' he said almost admitting it to himself. Charlie turned his neck and kissed Carrington's shoulder feeling the arms gently squeeze him in assurance. Their faces turned to one another and their lips touched briefly, Charlie's mouth opened slightly wider and Carrington rubbed his lips softly against Charlie before extending his tongue and running it across them, Charlie's body heaving in pleasure from the erotic feeling in his body. Charlie giggled softly his sound muted by Carrington kissing him properly, his tongue slipping in and dancing around with Charlie's. Charlie raised his left hand and touched Carrington's neck pulling him harder against his mouth, their bodies touching both perfectly still and frozen in time, only the sound of muted moans coming from both of them sharing their first intimate moment together. The naturalness of the kiss completely freeing Charlie of any doubt he ever had, the question of his sexuality gone, he really felt the strongest love for Carrington. The hands slowly worked down his body, touching sensually as the moved from around his chest down to his waist coming to a rest at the to of his legs. His body slightly trembling from the anticipation of knowing where things were leading. His own hands dangled by his side unsure what he should do with them, the thought quickly evaporating concentrating instead of the mouth locked against his sexing every part of this mouth and tongue. He moaned as Carrington's hands pulled his arse up hard against the unforgiving erection, his fingers tickling the top of his thighs working under the elastic of his underwear and teasingly coaxing them lower. Unwilling to stop Carrington's action he kissed him back harder and felt the underwear pulling free of his own erection then dropping around his ankles. Waiting with baited breath for Carrington to touch him inappropriately, suddenly he found the hands roaming up across his stomach and chest. Charlie found his hands moved back touching Carrington's thickly muscled thighs, his fingers moving over the fabric finding the elastic, his thumb slipping beneath and gently pulling them down. He was unprepared as the underwear fell away from his fingers feeling the full fleshiness of his cock rubbing against his exposed arse. Carrington lifted one leg then the other freeing him from his underwear, Charlie did the same and immediately Carrington's hand moved down to an inch or so above his cock. The fingers played with the light covering of pubic hair, Charlie giggled as best he could with a mouth full Carrington's tongue. He played and toyed with the pubic hair, teasing and pulling it until Charlie grabbed his hand stopping him. Weather by accident or on purpose he couldn't be sure, his hand pushed Carrington's down until it touched his cock and closed around it. Charlie raised himself on tip toes pushing his body back against Carrington and kissing him deeper. The feeling totally strange having a mans fingers holding his cock, not just holding though, they gently rubbed his shaft. Back pulling the foreskin over the head, then forward allowing the head to be covered up in shyness until it was exposed again. Carrington stopped kissing him and smiled his hand releasing from around Charlie's cock, his arm turning Charlie round to face him. Their eyes met and Charlie placed his arms around Carrington's neck and kissed him, his body lifting off the ground with such ease supported by Carrington's powerful arms. His legs coming to rest around Carrington's waist gripping on tightly to prevent him falling. He took one last look in the mirror, his reflection getting smaller being carried in to the bedroom until it disappeared. Charlie unlocked his ankles and Carrington gently let go of him, he put his arms around Carrington hugging him but it was an uncertain tenderness about the way he was acting that caused Carrington to step back and look at him. "You look troubled" Carrington spoke to Charlie bringing his attention back. "I am" Charlie replied. "When I arrived here my life was normal" Charlie said. Carrington knew this was his doing "I can't help that fact I have fallen in love with you". Charlie had an anguished look on his face "Fuck!" he shouted loudly, "Why, how?" he asked. Carrington shrugged "Do you really love me Charlie?" he asked. "Yes, god yes" Charlie replied looking at him, "I need to understand it though". Carrington nodded "Even if nothing happens I will never forget you" he said. Charlie looked at him confused "It sounds like you are finishing before we start". "Sexiest person I have ever met" Carrington said, "But I am not going to force you". "No, no, no" Charlie said pushing Carrington on to the bed. "You promised to marry me, you said it was going to happen" Charlie reminded him. Carrington smiled "Yeah I know, had to do something to try and win you over" he said. Charlie leaned over him "So are you going to make good on your word?" he asked. Carrington looked Charlie in the eyes "Do you want me to?" he threw the question back. "I look really stupid don't I?" Charlie asked looking scared. Carrington stroked Charlie's face "No, I think you need me Charlie" he said softly. "Carrington make good and marry me then" Charlie said almost demanding. Carrington chuckled "No going back Charlie, you are the only man I have ever asked". Charlie nodded. "If we do this it is forever Charlie" Carrington told him. Charlie leaned forward and kissed him "Forever" he said standing up "definitely forever". Carrington grabbed Charlie and pulled him on the bed wrapping his arms around the man he was so desperate to be with. Charlie let out a loud sigh and moan held in Carrington's arms with his fingers lightly dancing across his lower back then softly stroking and feeling his arse. It was certainly different from sex with any girl he had, his body had never been touched so much and he was loving it. Every part of him that Carrington touched made him respond in different ways, his whole body seemed to be completely erogenous in his hands. Unable to contain his erection Charlie rubbed it up against Carrington, the response was Carrington kissing him harder turning Charlie on even more. Carrington rolled Charlie on to his back but unable to prise his legs open. Charlie pushed Carrington up 'Not ready for that' he said looking up at him. Carrington smiled and resumed kissing, Charlie waited until he felt Carrington's body relax then rolled him over. He looked down into Carrington's eyes wriggling his way in between his legs, he smiled and leaned up kissing Charlie 'Trust me this will be easier' he said moving his body and lying on his stomach. Carrington opened a draw and retrieved a small bottle of lubricant, squeezing some out and applying it to his arse he then grabbed Charlie's cock coating. The action caught Charlie by surprise and he closed his eyes moaning loudly enjoying the gentle strokes until Carrington finished, 'Go easy Charlie you're a sizable man' he said softly and settling back down on his stomach. Charlie kneeled between his legs looking at the fine sculptured body lying there waiting for him. His hands moved first touching Carrington's calves and working upwards, the body shifting slightly at his touch, his hands trembling with nerves and leaning forward he kissed Carrington's back several times. Without any thought process he automatically started moving up towards the shoulders, his cock dangling precariously above Carrington's arse moving closer each time he moved up. Charlie softly moaned feeling his cock gliding between the arse cheeks. Carrington raise his head turning and smiling to Charlie, a rush of love taking over his body, hips wriggling until he found the tightness of the clasping around the head of his cock that pushed through the initial resistance. The feeling was so different, so out of this world he just wanted to push all the way in right now. His arms shaking and Charlie desperately tried to regain some control. Holding position he afforded a gentle nudge down, Carrington gasped and moaned lovingly. The smoothness of his cock entering more had him lean down and bite Carrington's shoulder a little too hard leaving an impression. Carrington raise his head turning to look at Charlie 'Control yourself Charlie I am not going anywhere' he softly said using an encouraging sensual tone. Charlie felt his cock pulse gently a couple of times in knowing sign he had pre-cum already. Pushing his hips down again his cock moved further in with ease, 'Oh Charlie' Carrington mumbled from under him pushing his arse up, Charlie pushed down again and felt his entire shaft glide in until he could push no more. His arms giving way and collapsing on top of Carrington and simultaneously thrusting his hips down. Carrington moaned raising his head, his legs banged on the bed 'Argh yes' he cried out to Charlie. His eyes opened wide feeling his cock held in vice like grip, the sensations spinning out of control in his body, just the thought of knowing he was deep inside Carrington made him pre-cum again. Charlie grabbed on to Carrington's arms and laid on top perfectly still fearing he would cum from any further movement. Charlie kissed the side of Carrington's face and slowly wriggled his hips, Carrington turned his head and kissed Charlie, their eyes meeting spoke an unquestionable love, a look that bonded them together. Charlie kissed Carrington's neck and gently moved his hips again, small gentle thrusts that gradually built up. The incredible feeling of laying on top of his muscular body and only having to move his hips felt so amazing. Neither of them in a rush allowed their love making to develop, Charlie taking his time managed to hold back to revel in the sensations. The strangest feeling of all was that his cock was enjoying the sex as much as he was. Something he had never encountered before and it felt amazing, his body having double the sex in very different ways. his body reacting to the sex in his cock, his cock reacting to the sex in his body. His body relaxed freeing him to enjoy the moment, gently sexual caressing with his cock, changing to harder thrusts then easing off and speeding up again. Trying out new techniques but always ending up deep inside Carrington, his body warm and perspiring laid firmly on top of Carrington's feeling the warmth exchanging between them. The subtle and pleasing moans coming from Carrington revealing what he liked allowing Charlie to focus on those moves in particular. Sex had been just sex previously and Charlie was finding with every minute that passed there was so much more to sex. It wasn't just about the orgasm with Carrington it was the connection between them on every level imaginable. Raising himself up on his arms Charlie bore down on Carrington urged on by the way his arse would push up waiting and greeting his cock, 'Oh Charlie fuck me' Carrington begged slipping in to his part Mexican accent. His hips pushed up hard against Carrington's arse grinding and thrusting deeply penetrating. Charlie groaned feeling his balls tingle the rush of adrenaline surpassing normal levels and spiralling out of control in his body. Quicker and harder he fucked, the tingling in his balls moving to a ravaging primal urge to breed. Unable to stop himself the orgasm already spreading through his body he moaned slamming his hips down hard, 'Yes' Carrington cried out 'oh fuck I love you' he cried banging his legs on the bed. He could feel every electrifying pulse and jerk releasing from Charlie's cock relentlessly pumping ribbons of cum in to his arse. Charlie's body froze in a rigid state from the force of his orgasm, moaning that boarded on crying from the way it was tearing through his body. Carrington felt the full weight of Charlie collapse on top of him, quickly grabbing his hands holding them tightly waiting for the body on top of him to relax. The panting, deep breaths, chest heaving lying on top of Carrington in a stunned state of what he had just experienced. Words could not describe how his body felt or what was running through his mind. All he did know was his cock still stood hard and lodged firmly inside Carrington, there was no comprehension of where any of this came from. He felt so elated and continued running his fingers across Carrington's arms, Carrington's head laid to the side watching and smiling but neither one could speak or even find the words to express themselves. His fingers reaching Carrington's palms then fingers and entwining firmly clasping together, that simple act filled Charlie with a love he knew was real. Resting his head down and facing Carrington he smiled kissing him gently on the lips 'I love you Carrington' he whispered softly, his eyes fixed firmly looking deep in to Carrington's. The smile broadened across his face moving closer to Charlie until their lips touched, fingers squeezing to reinforce their love and an ensuing kiss that lasted minutes. By morning Charlie woke to find himself still in Carrington's arms, having had the best nights sleep in ages helped by the warmth of the body and arms that held him all night. Carrington tightened his hold and pulled Charlie on to of him. Charlie let out a happy giggle 'Morning he mumbled. Carrington smiled stroking Charlie's back and kissing him tenderly 'We have plenty of time to explore sex when your ready' he said almost as if he could read Charlie like a book. 'Thank you' Charlie replied, hearing the words helped to relax his body and revel in the feeling of Carrington's body and touch. The occasional fondle took place amongst the kissing, there was no doubt that Charlie got ever more aroused just by their skin touching and laying close together. The way he caressed Charlie and ran his fingers over his arse was new but incredibly enjoyable, interaction playing both ways, eyes only for each other. Giggling. Smiling. Kissing. He knew a time was looming when Carrington would want to make love to him, a couple of days ago it would have worried the hell out of them. Not anymore though, he could see Carrington was a sensible and considerate person and would be able to explore things at his own pace. For now, he was well seduced in to fucking Carrington and wanted to do it again. Carrington got out of bed still holding Charlie and carried him to the bathroom putting him down in the shower, patting his arse several times and having a squeeze. Carrington left him to shower whilst he put some coffee on. In the kitchen Carrington pulled his mobile phone out and twisting it around in his hand looking at it, sighing he put the phone down on the counter and put some coffee on to brew. Picking the phone up again he was fighting himself inside, maybe he should tell Charlie first. One thing for sure was his parents would appear if he broke the news to them, no matter if he told them not to come they would ignore Carrington and turn up anyway. He put the phone down again thinking that Charlie may not be ready for full force of his parents and the subtle way of judging his new boyfriend. After all Joey had not impressed them and gave Carrington a clear warning to get his head out of the clouds and see him for the gold digger he was. Then there was the whole issue of moving to England, he owed them everything and that was the hardest part around his reluctance to move. Carrington opened the group chat with his parents and started typing 'Please don't panic or do anything rash but I am sure I have found the one, he flew over from England to find me. I need some time' he stopped typing hearing Charlie's footsteps softly padding down the staircase. Turning the phone in his hand to hit the close button his finger accidentally swiping the send button firing off the message to his parents without him knowing. Opening his eyes and looking up the sky he could hear the sound of the river gently flowing close to where they laid. Rubbing his wrist the clanging of the chain from the handcuff Joshua sat up and looked at Aaron. In the subsequent days since their altercation in the room Joshua refused to speak to Aaron, the silence between them sometimes erupting in to a tempestuous argument. Aaron was still seething from the attack Joshua did, he had got tested and confirmed he had been exposed. Given PREP to take in the hope it would stem the infection getting hold he played it down with Joshua, he wasn't about to let him know and give him the upper hand. Angry as he was with Joshua he found it a rather devilish act that strangely made him admire him more. Joshua was allowed out for a walk twice a day chained to Aaron, finally calming down and talking more with Tanner it was seen as progress. He hated being cuffed to Aaron, part of him behaved knowing what Aaron was capable of. Aaron on the other hand took no notice of Joshua and treated him like a dog on a leash, constantly looking at his watch waiting for the hour to be up and drag him back to the room. When they did look at each other Joshua would produce an evil smirk that wound Aaron up. A game that Joshua found amusing but also knew when to stop it before any retaliation happened, he knew he had met his match with Aaron who could easily bring him down if he wanted to. Joshua felt his arm being tugged as Aaron stood up partly dragging Joshua with him back to the estate house. Reluctantly with no choice he followed back to his room, as usual Aaron forced Joshua on to the bed holding him down whilst Sven unlock the cuff around Joshua's wrist. Joshua instantly flipped on to his stomach and wait for Aaron to look at him whilst closing the door, he grinned rubbing his crotch at Aaron. The moment the door locked Joshua laughed, Aaron heard him and would smile walking away behind Sven. Sven turned to Aaron noticing the smile "What are you smiling about?" he asked. Aaron winked "Him, cute piece of British ass" he replied. Sven tutted walking towards the stairs "He is cute but not my type". Aaron laughed "Not old enough for you" he replied. Sven smiled and nodded. "You on the other hand seem to be enjoying him" Sven said standing at the top of the stairs. Aaron patted him on the shoulder "He plays a good game, not as good as me" he said confidently. "You reckon, £100 says you can't win him over" Sven said offering his hand. Aaron rubbed his chin "Deal" he said shaking Sven's hand, "How do I know if I have won though?". Sven laughed "Get him to be your boyfriend" he said walking down the stairs laughing. "Very funny" Aaron replied chasing him, "You drive a hard bargain but you got a bet dude". "If I do it will be for real though" Aaron said heading to the kitchen. Sven turned and shouted after him "Somehow I believe you". Over the following days Tanner was getting through to Joshua bit by bit, opening up and finally admitting to himself more than anything that his desire to possess was borne out of his own insecurities around love. His experiences of growing up around a father who was possessive and then to experience a string a dead end sexual encounters affected his way of thinking. He saw love only as a means to own and control an item irrelevant of what it was. Gradually a trust built up and Tanner even allowed Joshua to join him for dinner several times and walk in the grounds without being handcuffed to Aaron but always with Aaron and Sven by his side. On the third day of his so called freedom the thought of escaping had crossed his mind, without knowing where he actually was he could only assume the estate was in the UK somewhere. He had ample chance of making a run for it and when the time was right he couldn't bring himself to do it. A failed attempt would probably result in him being drugged again and shackled to Aaron for his walks. He was the most part a prisoner here, a prisoner in a beautiful room that was now being well looked after. Then there was Aaron, his ever so quiet rapist as he called him. Undoubtedly there was sparks, both aggressive as each other and they say opposites attract he mused. Sven took a phone call and had to return to the estate house, he produced the handcuffs standing in front of Joshua. "Do you really need them?" Joshua asked looking at him, "I promise not to do anything". Sven smirked "Okay, you know the walls are too high to scale" he said putting them away. "He won't run for it, he doesn't want to be drugged up anymore" Aaron added glancing at him. "Can we go sit by the river?" Joshua asked Aaron, "I find it relaxing". Aaron chuckled "As long as you don't try to jump in, it is cold and the current strong". Joshua looked at him "I am not a complete twat" he replied looking annoyed. Sven laughed walking off and glancing back a few times to make sure Aaron was okay with him. Aaron kept very close to Joshua walking along the front of the house and across the perfectly manicured lawns and flower beds, the sight instantly reminding him of Conrad and wondering what he was doing right now and if he was still with that othe young lad. Weirdly the thought filled him with dark happiness, dark for the things he put Conrad through, but the happiness from the nights they spent together after meeting. His hand constantly brushing against Aaron's started to linger with each brush. Joshua glanced at him every time it happened. Aaron paying no attention to it got him a little pissed off and on the next brush he grabbed Aaron's hand and held it. Aaron still paid no real attention to Joshua but he felt Aaron's hand responding and holding his firmly. Inside he was smiling and tried to stop it showing on his face acting normally as they walked down to the banks of the river. Joshua let go and laid down on his back. Aaron sat next to him watching for any sudden movements. Seeing him in the sunlight and appearing relaxed, Aaron was seeing a true side to him, a very natural look that was captivating and taking his breath away. Joshua laid there with his eyes closed in tranquillity and breathing steadily, a trick Tanner had taught him a couple of days ago, it helped clear his mind and process thoughts with greater clarity. He could imagine and feel the river in his head and sense the closeness of Aaron. his hand moved across and touched Aaron's arm, slowly he stroked it and glint of a smile broadened across his mouth. Aaron glanced down at his arm then at Joshua, the sight overwhelming him. Aaron leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips then abruptly sat up again unsure what had come over him. Joshua licked his lips and murmured lightly not wanting to make a big thing out of it. It was a pleasant unexpected surprise, Joshua put his hand down his shorts placing it over his cock feeling the warmth from his erection and returned to his steady breathing. Aaron fighting the temptation to kiss him again, gone was the urge to rape him again only to be replaced by an affection that bolted through Aaron almost taking the legs from under him. No matter how or what he thought of Joshua he simply loved the cocky arrogance and weird accent of this sexually attractive guy. Aaron tapped Joshua on the arm telling him they had to get back to the house, he helped Joshua to his feet who looked at him briefly then turned to face the estate house. Aaron walked by his side and this time he took the reigns and held Joshua's hand tightly all the way back to the house. Instead of heading back to his room Aaron escorted him to one of the lounges. "Tanner will see you in here" Aaron informed Joshua letting go of his hand. Joshua nodded "You trust me not to break anything then?" he asked with irony. "No, but Tanner has trust in you so don't ruin it " Aaron replied with a little sarcasm. Joshua looked at him "You don't trust me do you?" he asked. Aaron grinned "No" he leaned forward and kissed Joshua on the lips, "Not yet anyway". Joshua stood with a silly shy grin on his face that Aaron had never seen before. He chuckled and left the lounge with Tanner walking in through the opposite door inviting Joshua to sit and take tea with him, already Tanner noticed a stark difference in Joshua this morning. He knew all about that evening and warned Aaron to tread carefully and not to put himself in any dangerous situation with him. After two hours calmly talking Joshua had broken down, the touchy subject of his father's possessiveness paved the way for him to open up more. Anger at the subterfuge used by his father growing up, the constant guilt trips and suppression all melted over years resulting in the Joshua that sat in front of Tanner. He sat there pouring another cup of tea for Joshua allowing him to release all his anger and frustration. Tanner called for Aaron and waited whilst Joshua reflected and wiped his eyes. "Aaron take Joshua out for a walk and then join us for lunch" Tanner said standing up. Aaron could see the upset in his eyes "Come on Joshua" he said taking his hand. Aaron squeezed it comfortingly taking him outside where they walked in silence through the gardens stopping and sitting down in the herb garden at the back of the estates kitchen. Joshua was still pretty upset and in turmoil from his conversation with Tanner leaned his head against Aaron's shoulder staring blankly at the river. Aaron looked at him noticing his eyes full of water and a tear trickling down over his cheek, sitting in absolute silence was a broken Joshua. Aaron lifted his arm carefully putting it around Joshua's shoulder holding him. The sight almost distressing Aaron out had seen this before with other patients, only this one didn't have the comfort of anyone to help him through this part of the process. Sometimes he wondered if Tanner had a sixth sense to detect when a person was at their most vulnerable, it certainly seemed that way today the way he treated Joshua so warmly. Right now he was happy to be Joshua's rock to lean against and would help him on his recovery. Deciding on a long weekend Carrington stretched in bed on his back turning his head making sure Charlie was still there. Fast asleep and by his side filling his heart with happiness was Charlie, so far every morning he had to check to ensure if was not a figment of his imagination. So happy he wanted to bounce his feet under the sheet, instead he controlled himself and settled on just being able to watch him sleep. Saturday mornings just couldn't get any better he thought to himself, he was making plans on showing Charlie around for the next three days until his train of thought of interrupted by his message alert going off. His phone was on the other side of the bedroom and he couldn't be bothered to go and look since it would wake his man up. The noise stirred Charlie from his sleep and instantly sensing Carrington in bed his hand moved across touching Carrington and making him jump a little. Finding Carrington's nipple he pinched and pulled making Carrington roll over close giggling 'Cuddles' Charlie said in his sleep voice. Carrington kissed him on the head placing his arm and leg over Charlie allowing him to get close. Within minutes they were both fast asleep again.

I am tall. Many holes in bookstores are so low I can't use them, even if I try to hunker down. Consider two holes at different heights or an oblong slot like I've used on many slurp ramps at bathhouses. The cardboard is a good idea over fabric. Make sure the hole(s) have smooth edges.

Part 11 "Now? You all warmed up?" Mr. Kelly and Mr. Miller were talking to each other like when teachers talk to each other during class. They pretend we're not there and completely ignore us. What were they talking about? Mr. Miller answered Mr. Kelly. "You two have been playing all day. I'd say you're more than warmed up. The points are in the case in my bag." I was so lost. "Points? Are we playing a game or something? How many points do I have?" They all laughed. Even Justin. I thought he was on my side. "What's funny?" "Relax Jake. We'll explain. It's all about having as good a time as you can have. We want to do that for you. We want to make this first night so good and pleasurable that you never forget it. I know I'll always remember fucking you." The last part Mr. Miller whispered in my ear. I moaned a little hearing him say that. I realized then that I would do whatever it took to make this as fun as possible for all of us. I just didn't know what it was. But then Mr. Kelly, pulling out a case asked, "How do you feel about needles Jake?" "Needles? What? Wait...no I don't like needles. I don't think I want to do anything that involves needles." Mr. Miller pulled me in. "It's ok Jake. It's the same stuff you've been smoking so you already know what it is. It's just a little more fun and a little more intense this way. You trust us don't you?" His free hand was moving up the inside of my thigh. It would be hard to resist even if I was deathly afraid of needles. Mr. Kelly came over to the bed with the case and a belt. This was happening now and I was starting to get anxious. This felt like an escalation I definitely wasn't ready for. "Now we just need to tie this around your bicep so we can get the veins to stick out. Although looking at your arms I see your veins pretty well. We'll just do this to make sure." "Wait why do I have to go first?" "Well we have to do it on you but we all know how to do it to ourselves. You don't want us to do it to you while we're already high. Now that would be dangerous. We'll catch up quick. We're good at it." "So you do this all the time?" "Nah, but we know how to do it so it's not too hard." He was wrapping the belt around my bicep now. I was trying to control my breathing. Nerves. Mr. Kelly opened the case and then asked Mr. Miller "Which one is the beginner dose?" "Beginner dose? Jake-y doesn't need a beginner dose. I saw how he took those hits." Mr. Kelly shot Mr. Miller a look that I couldn't read but proceeded by taking a needle out. No one had called me Jake-y since my parents called me that as a child. I was just as vulnerable now in this moment as when I was a kid. "Uuuuhhh is it ok if I don't look?" Mr. Miller turned my face to him. "Just look at me. I can talk you through it and you don't have to look. Just get ready to feel better than you ever have before ok?" I nodded. "You're going to feel a cold swab. It's just the alcohol to keep things clean....Ok now a little prick. There you go. See? Not so bad. He's just pulling the needle out just a little. Oh yeah that's good Mike. And now he's pushing it all the way down. Now as soon as he takes off the belt I want you to raise that arm ok?" I nodded. I felt nothing. Justin started removing the belt and once he pulled it off, I raised my arm above my head. It hit me like a truck. I sat up to put my arm up but the shot threw me back down against the headboard and a huge coughing fit put me on my back in the bed. I could feel the warmth working into my entire body and the tingling I felt before was something else entirely now. All I could get out was an "Oh fuck" at first. I was writhing around a little. It felt like my body was trying to jump out of it self. I had lost all control and it was freaking me out. Once Mr. Kelly put everything down he laid down beside me and held me. I leaned into him. "You're good. This all just means it's working. You just wanna ride this out. Accept it into you and give in to it." He was rubbing my chest but I was still moving around with no control. "Fuck how much did you put in there?" Mr. Miller didn't respond. He was giving himself a shot. He coughed twice and then said "Ooooohhh yeah. Fuck yes. That's good." He was in much better control than I was. I was still trying to ride the wave. It was like electricity coursing through me over and over. Eventually the fear started to subside and the high settled in. That's when I felt what they wanted me to feel. The high that is impossible to describe. A high that feels good but a high that makes you hungrier. I could feel it. The room that opened with a couple hits...the walls were just torn down. I caught a glimpse of the screen and it looked like only the bottom and one of the tops was left. "I'm about to cum" the top said. "Breed me" the bottom yelled. "Breed me" I shouted out in the room. All the men responded and Mr. Kelly turned my face to him. "That's right son. Feels good doesn't it? This is going to be the best night of your life." "Fuck dad. Yeah this feels so good. Fuck me dad. I need you inside me. I want your cum in me." Mr. Miller was standing at the foot of the bed listening and stroking his long cock. "Fuck yeah Jake-y." He let go of his cock and put both hands on my ankles slowly moving them up. My legs were still jerky but he had full control. He maintained eye contact as he got closer. "I've been waiting to get inside you for so long. Are you ready for this 10 inch cock to fuck you raw?" I just moaned. Even making words was hard. It felt like only the filthiest shit was coming out of my mouth. So when I was able to speak when he touched my ass with his big hands I said, "Mr. Miller I wanna feel you shoot your hot cum inside me. I need that huge cock." "Do you want me to use a condom Jake?" I shook my head. "Tell me Jake. I need to hear it. Do you want me to use a condom." "Fuck no Mr. Miller. Fuck me raw. I need my history teacher to fuck me bare." "Guess that slam worked." I almost forgot Justin was in the room. I looked over at him. He was stroking his thick cock and was holding what looked like my phone. I could have sworn that was my case but it didn't occur to me to ask about it. Mr. Miller was about to lay his body on top of mine. I felt his weight press against me. My body was still ringing from the shot and it felt more intense with another body on top of me. I pushed my body up trying to press even harder into Mr. Miller our cocks rubbing against each other. It was then that I realized how much of that tingling was centered in my cock and hole. I was so sensitive that Mr. Miller's body was getting me wild. "This is so wrong." I managed to say between moans. "You shouldnt be doing this. Getting one of your students high and then fucking him." "Yeah? You think what I'm doing is fucked up? Fucking one of my students after I got him an adult sized slam?" I nodded as we looked each other in the eyes. "Youre fucking right. This is so fucked up. That's why you want it so bad isnt it? Because it is so wrong.This is what you want isnt it? Sex that is this [banned word]? Is that in your darkest fantasies? [banned word] fucking?" He said those last words in a whisper right into my ear. I just moaned. The high changed me. Or it was bringing the real me out. This should have scared me but I was too high to care. "Yeah Mr. Miller. I want you. Fuck me," He lifted himself off me and shifted down between my legs. He lifted my ass and spread my cheeks apart. "You shave your hole boy?" I shook my head. "Aw fuck. Naturally smooth hole. I need to taste this." His tongue probed my hole and I felt the scratchiness of his 5 oclock shadow brush against me. I moaned loud and Mr. Kelly who was on the bed the entire time stifled my moan with a kiss. We were making out like animals again. My high just making me give in to my basest desires. "Fuck dad this is so hot. I love you dad." Even with how high I was I did pause not believing what I had said. Mr. Kelly smiled. "I love you too son. Youll always be my boy." We kissed even harder as Mr. Miller tongue fucked me. Then I felt Mr. Miller lift my legs and place them onto his shoulders. Mr. Kelly broke our kiss and we both looked at Mr. Miller. "You ready for this Jake? I'll go slow. I want you to feel every inch of this raw cock. He placed the head of his cock at my hole and rubbed his leaking precum on it teasing me. I could feel some soreness from being fucked by Mr. Kelly twice already today but it didnt matter. I wanted this and whatever else was waiting for me tonight. Looking into my eyes he pushed the head in and pushed another inch into me. "Oh fuck you're tight. Holy fuck. How are you still so tight after you had that in you?" Mr. Kelly laughed. He was stroking his thick cock as if to remind me what Mr. Miller was talking about. "Wait til he clenches his hole on you. It will make you work so hard not to cum." With that reminder I tried to tighten my hole around Mr. Miller's cockhead. "Fuck! Oh my g--" Mr. Miller liked it. I did it once more and that changed the look on his face into something that almost looked more sinister. "Beautiful smooth tight boy. I'm gonna take this slow so our first time together will last but dont worry Jake. I am going to flood your insides with my load." He pushed in deeper. He was big. "I'm about halfway in. How does that feel?" Halfway in? At this rate his cock would puncture a lung. But it felt good pushing into me. The pressure was what I was missing since Mr. Kelly pulled out of me a few hours before. "Youre so big Mr. Miller." "I'm not as thick as Mr. Kelly over here but I'm longer." As he slowly pushed the rest of his cock in he looked at me feeling the pain and the pleasure of his big cock. "How does it feel knowing that your history teacher is the first guy to touch you so deep inside with his raw cock. Oh fuck I love making you roll your eyes to the back of your head....Fuck youre so tight and warm." I was just moaning. He was so deep and it was like he had hit a second spot that Mr. Kelly didnt reach. To hit that spot while I was so high I was still feeling that warmth running through me made me writhe under him uncontrollably. "Yeah boy. Fuck thats good." He kept the strokes slow always pulling out until just his head was inside me and all the way until his balls were pressed against my ass. When he pulled out I could feel the emptiness I felt before. When he pushed in I could feel him stretching me again. But I wanted more. I brought my hands to his ass and tried to pull him in more. "You like that?" he asked looking me in the eyes. "Hold it there." He pushed fully in and held it. Then I felt him flex his cock in my hole and I moaned loud pushing up to kiss him. I squeezed my hole around his cock now so deep in me and he moaned into my mouth and pushed his tongue deeper into my mouth. I squeezed as hard as I could and his moan in my mouth was a word. "fuuuuuck." Then I felt that flex again but I knew this time he was shooting his cum deep in me. He flexed multiple times and I could feel his body against me shaking. It was a different spasm from Mr Kelly cumming into me. With the high I was still feeling really intensely somehow I felt like I could feel that cum shooting into me. I kept a hold on his ass so he wouldn't pull out. "I think I felt your cum shooting in me." "I shoot loads hard. I can cum really far so I bet you felt my cum like a bullet inside you. I wanted for this to last but I wanted that tight smooth hole for so long and finally feeling my raw cock so deep in your teen body--it was too much to hold back." "Fuck that's so hot. I'm glad you didn't hold back." Just hearing that made me ready to get fucked again. The electricity of the slam was still running through me. That's when I heard Justin. "That was so fucking hot. Is it my turn yet?"

Part 10 I sat up in the bed unsure what to do. The three men walked into the bedroom and Mr. Kelly started with introductions. "Jake you know Mr. Miller obviously. And you sort of know this guy." He looked familiar. I knew I had seen him before. And then it hit me. "Justin? From the video?" "You showed him our videos?" It was him. He was taller than I expected but still hot. Those vids must have been pretty recent. "Jake picked that video himself. He must have liked what he saw." I was still in shock even as Justin started to take his clothes off. Mr. Miller came to sit next to me on the bed. He was fully clothed. Mr. Miller was younger than Mr. Kelly probably in his 30s. He was in good shape and had a thicker body then the other two. He told us in class he used to play football in high school and college and you could tell from his body. He leaned in and put his arm around me. "Mike..Mr. Kelly told me you've had some fun today. Is it ok if I join?" I looked at him and pulled away a little. His arm was still around me but our faces weren't as close. "Mr. Miller. You're my teacher now. This is so awkward. Are you sure about this? I mean what's gonna happen on Monday?" He pulled me in a little with his arm before he answered. "Let's not worry about that now. I've wanted you since the first day you came into my class. And then when Mr. Kelly told me he was talking to you on Grindr I knew I had to have you. And...I have noticed that you haven't stopped stroking your cock since we came in. You want this don't you?" He pulled my hand from my cock to the crotch of his pants. He was hard and he felt big. Just then, I heard the click of the torch. I turned and Justin was lighting the pipe and bringing it over to the bed. He was only wearing boxers. He was hot. I couldn't believe this was happening. "Why me?" I don't know who I was asking. It just slipped out. Mr. Miller and Mr. Kelly laughed. "Son, you have no idea how hot you are. Just 18 and a swimmer. You'll understand when your my age." Mr. Kelly was at the foot of the bed rubbing my legs and pulling them apart as he did it. Just as Justin was putting the pipe to my mouth, he looked over to Mr. Kelly. "Son? You call a former student son? This boy you just fucked?" Mr. Kelly just answered "Yup." As Justin pulled the pipe away he said, "That is fucking hot. Teacher taking his boys cherry and calling him son. Fuck." He put the pipe to his mouth and took a hit as I let mine out. Mr. Miller watched. "Damn boy. Expert at blowing clouds too huh? Was this your first time with tina too?" I just nodded. The high was back and I was rubbing my cock again. Justin sat down on the bed and faced me pointing to his mouth. "Shotgun it boys" Mr. Miller said. Justin leaned in and he blew the hit inside my mouth and then we were making out. He liked making out hard too. It felt like we couldnt open our mouths to each other wide enough. He pulled away and let the cloud out. "Fuck" he said "You are sexy as fuck." He took another hit and this time shotgunned Mr. Kelly. As they made out Mr. Miller said to me "You like that? Watching them make out?" I nodded. "Do you smoke that too?" I asked. "Oh yeah we have time don't worry about me." When they broke their kiss, Justin came to sit next to me again. Mr. Kelly looked at Mr. Miller. "Did you bring the points?" Mr. Miller nodded. "Points? What's that?" No one answered me. Justin handed Mr. Miler the pipe and he took his first hit. I was getting high with two of my teachers and a hot guy rubbing my chest and leg. "Oh fuck. Yeah that's good shit you got Mike." Mr. Miler's hit was huge. So big you almost couldn't see him through the smoke. Hearing him call Mr. Kelly Mike was a little weird. Oh right I'm not in school with them right now. I'm in Mr. Kelly's bed with my history teacher who was starting to strip down. Mr. Kelly and I were the only naked ones but Justin and Mr. Miller were down to their underwear. Mr. Miller was beefy with a little bit of a belly. It didnt make him less attractive. He had a coating of fur on his chest and a little on his stomach. The head of his cock was already peaking out of his boxer briefs. It looked big. He took a second hit. This time while he held it in he pulled my face to his. I knew what was coming. I was nervous all of a sudden. This was real. He opened his mouth and leaned in. I wasn't even thinking. I didn't open my mouth. He was kissing my lips trying to use his tongue to pass me his hit. Feeling his tongue against my lips made me forget what I was thinking and I relaxed into him. He pushed his hit into my mouth and we started making out. Mr. Miller was a much gentler kisser. Sensual. Romantic almost. My body was melting into him and as he felt my weight he moaned into my mouth. He broke the kiss so I could let the hit out. "That was hot" he said "We're gonna have some fun aren't we?" He pulled his boxer briefs off and I was looking at Mr. Miller's cock. It wasnt as thick as Mr. Kelly's but it looked longer. I looked toward the screen and another top was cumming inside the bottom while they made out. "Did you pick this vid too?" Justin asked me. I turned to him and he was naked too. His dick was about the same size as mine but a little thicker. Now we were all naked. "Yeah I did." "Is that what you want tonight? You want us to take turns fucking you like that? You want us to breed you?" That got me excited and scared at the same time. "I...I just don't know if I would be able to handle it all. Today was my first time really doing anything so I don't know." Mr. Miller put his arm around me again. "Don't worry. We'll be gentle. We won't make you do anything you don't want to do. We're here to have fun and make sure this feels good for you. Ok?" I nodded. "Good boy. You like getting high with your teachers? Feel good?" I nodded again. "Jake, we are about to get you higher than you even believed was possible. You are going to love it." He grabbed his long hard cock. I could see precum around the head already. "I can't wait to get my raw cock into you Jake. My favorite student. You want that?" I did but I didn't respond right away. This was all so new and Monday morning was getting closer and closer. I think he could sense my hesitation. "Don't worry. You can say yes. And after we get you really flying, you wont even remember no was a word in your vocabulary." He turned his attention away from me to Mr. Kelly. "Mike, I think we're ready. Let's do this." I had no idea what he was talking about.

Part 8 "What is this? You..you...film this stuff? And and and you do this with a lot of guys?" I was freaking out feeling a little stupid that I had thought for a second that I was the only guy this hot man had seduced. In the video he was pulling the boys shirt off. Mr. Kelly came over to the bed and sat next to me. "Hey its ok. I've done this before yes. But this was really special with you. I wanted this and I want it to keep going. I've played with other guys before. You had to know that. That doesn't have anything to do with you and me except that we get to watch if you want. Do you want to keep watching? We can always watch something else. You're pick." I was torn. I was a little jealous watching as Mr. Kelly started making out with this guy "Justin" but it was also really hot watching someone I know in what was basically homemade porn. And where was this guy now? Mr. Kelly was with me now and I had to let that be all that mattered. "We can keep watching this I guess." He smiled and came closer so he could put his arm back around me as we watched. He pulled his towel off and I followed by taking mine off too. He was rigid and his cock was sticking up like a flagpole. He turned my face toward his and pulled me into a long slow kiss incredibly tender and soft. I was falling for him. We didn't know each other that well but I wanted to be with this man who was treating me better than I thought I deserved. "I want to make love to you again son." I moaned in his mouth. "Yes dad. I want that to. Make love to me dad." He pulled me down onto my back again and then pushed me onto my side. He pressed his body against my back. I could feel his hard cock against my ass. "Hook your leg around mine and put your arm around my neck." I did as he said as I got ready to get fucked in this new position. He grabbed the bottle of lube and coated his cock with it and rubbed what was left on his hands on to my hole. I could feel that my hole was still sore but I wanted this. Bad. "Look into my eyes son. Are you ready?" I nodded. Our faces were so close but I could tell that for now he didn't want to kiss. We stared into each others eyes and didnt break as he put his cock against my hole and slowly pushed inside. i gasped as I felt his hard cock going deeper never stopping. We were staring into each others eyes the entire time. He looked so focused and finally he moaned when he pressed his pubes against my hole. "I love being inside you son. You are so warm and tight." I just nodded and moaned into the pleasure of the feeling of his cock taking long slow strokes inside me. "I was right wasn't I? You like raw cock in you don't you?" I nodded. "No son. Jake. Say it. Tell me what you like. Tell me what you want." I was deep in the pleasure of his motion. I could only get one word out. "Cock." "No son. Say it. Tell me what you want. Tell me what you want for the rest of your life." We still hadn't broken eye contact. "Ra...ra.....raw cock. I want raw cock dad." "Thats right son. And whenever youre getting fucked where do you want your top to cum. Say it Jake. Tell me." His voice was steady. He never got louder or faster. His cock was keeping the same slow pace. Long and slow. "Inside me. I want them to shoot in me. I want them to breed me." "All the time?" "Yes dad. All the time." "Good son. That's the way it should be." He moved in closer and started that soft and slow kiss to go with the slow fucking. Suddenly a yelp came from the video. I forgot it was even on. We both turned and looked. The guy was fucking Mr. Kelly. He was on all fours getting fucked from behind. "Wow. You bottom?" He chuckled. "Of course. I think everyone should know how it feels. It makes you a better top." I looked back at him. "Yeah it does dad." I was smiling but he became serious again. "I'm glad you like it son. But youre not going to top are you son? You were born to bottom weren't you? You were made to take bare cock into your hole and have every top shoot their loads in you. Just getting bred over and over again. Youll never have enough. Isnt that right son?" I just nodded. We were still staring at each other. He was starting to pick up his pace. "Like now. You just cant wait until I shoot another massive load deep into you can you? You feel that? I'm fucking so deep in you. The only man who has touched you in that spot that gives you your ultimate pleasure." He went down to a whisper. "I love touching that spot inside you with my raw cock. That's my skin touching your spot. And its going to be my cum shooting against it. Oh son..." His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he picked up his pace. He pulled me into a kiss again but this time it was animalistic. He even growled. "Oh fuck oh fuck. I'm gonna cum. What do you want son? Tell me what you want son." "Breed me dad. Please. Shoot that cum into your son dad." He was rubbing into that spot instead of tapping it like the first time. It still felt like there was something in me that was going to explode. And then I did. I was shooting all over my chest and the contractions put him over the edge. "I'm cumming son! I'm cumming! Yes!" Then the open mouth scream with no sound. That expression was getting me so hot. Knowing I did that to him. And it meant that warmth I was starting to feel was the cum he was shooting inside me. His body was bucking uncontrollably. He let out a long exhale after his last spasm. "Oh fuck. Youre amazing." I reached down and pulled him into me. "Don't pull out. Stay inside me. Please. I don't want the cum leaking out this time." "Your wish is my command." He smiled and kissed me. We were back to the soft slow kiss.

Chapter Five: ~ *I cheated on my Lew* Friday had arrived. What would this entire day bring? I set about my new daily routine; Get ready for work, go to work, come home. I was home for 7pm. Only 1 Hour before Nesto would be arriving with my assistance for the evening. I quickly had my shower, then hurriedly ate my take away that I grabbed on the way home (I only ate a little of it), alongside getting some convenience provisions from a mini-store. 7.55pm! Only 5 minutes to spare! I sat on my couch, feeling nervous. All these new things were happening, and I was completely out of my comfort zone. I sat there, heart racing, palms sweating, and generally fidgeting. *BUZZ* ~ Nesto had arrived. I let him in via the intercom. - Come on up. The door will be open, let yourself in. I sat down on my couch, and continued my nervous wait. I heard footsteps, and the closing of my door. He walked into my living room confidently, looked at me and gave me an arrogant and unnerving smirk, and strutted to my kitchen. Not a word was spoken. Fuck. A strange man in my home wandering about not saying anything, my GoGo Boi gig later; I was suddenly overcome with mixed emotions, and my nervousness was becoming worse. I wanted to cancel, but I didn't want to let down Aiden, and it would be nice to make some new friends via fellow dancers in my new temporary city of residence. Nesto walked into my living room with two glassed of cola; - Drink this. Down it in one. I necked it quickly. It tasted salty. He handed me the second glass. - Now drink this. Down in one again. This time is tasted just like regular cola. - Good boy. Have you ever taken GHB before? - No. No. Can't say I have. - The first drink had it in it. The second one was simply to chase it down with. He sat in the opposite corner of the room in the armchair, lit up a joinT, and began smoking. We chatted, and chatted, all the while he was rubbing his crotch. After about 15 minutes after my hiT of GHB I started to fly. Oh wowzers! 🤪 I instinctively stood up quickly, and felt a bit dizzy ... - Kneel on the floor until it fully kicks in PiG-boy. I did as he said. I guess he must know best. He stood up himself, walked to where I was kneeling. There was a round wet patch in his on his light coloured tracksuit bottoms in the crotch area. He pulled them down to reveal a fully erect, heavily pre-cumming uncut Dick. - Now suck it. - But ... - But what? - I'm in a long term trusting monogamous relationship. I can't. Sorry. As I was coming up on the drugs, I was fighting hard to hold onto my usual morals, and was only just managing to remain faithful to my Lew back home. This rough looking Puerto Rican fucker commanded I kneel up straight, and clasp my hands behind my back. Then, I was ordered to open my mouth as wide as I could, and keep it like that. With his beautiful Dick bouncing around (which I had to resist) he bent down grabbing hold of my chin, looking me directly into my eyes. - You have to pay for what I just gave you somehow. I cannot go on giving everything away. Then how would I eat!? As he finished speaking he laughed arrogantly, spitting inside of my mouth a few times. He stood up, pushed the base of his throbbing erect Dick so it was pointing directly towards my mouth, then in it went, almost all the way, with my mouth still very much wide open. - Close your mouth, PiG. 🐷 It closed, with my lips 👄 wrapping around his warm throbbing shaft. It felt great, and now my GHB hiT was getting harder resulting in me now feeling completely relaxed, and, becoming sexually aroused, too. He held the back of my head with both hands, and began pumping his thick solid Dick. First slowly, gradually building up into a steady decent paced rhythm. I know he had been fucking my face for a while, as I was drooling all over the rug. He abruptly withdrew, and stood back, looking at me, laughing. - If you want more of that, you have to BEG! - Please let me suck on your Dick again. Please. - That did not sound like you really want it. - PLEEEEEASE. PLEEEEEASE. I beg you. I want to suck your Dick again. PLEEEEEEEEEASE. I want you to fuck my face just how you were a moment ago. - Oh no. No, the pace has changed PiG-boi. And he was being serious. He slammed back into my mouth, and there was no steady face-fuck, this was now a full on aggressive face fuck, pounding to the back of my throat. Each time after about 20 of his merciless power-thrusts I would be coughing and spluttering, spewing more of my saliva onto the rug. I'd only just moved in! He pounded away like this for several minutes until he was ready to shoot his dirTy load down my gullet. His final leg of power thrusts ended after about 10 short sharp thrusts. He held on tight to the back of my head, THEN ... *SQUIRT* 💦💦💦💦 I felt his Dick twitch inside my mouth, and the first squirt of his hot salty sperm hit the back of my throat. And that was the beginning of his ejaculation which went on for quite a while. After the first several rounds of his semen were shot directly down my throat I had to breath, and again found myself coughing and spluttering, so the remainder of his load got pumped into my mouth. He ordered me to keep my mouth shut, and to swallow ALL he was kindly giving me. Once unloaded and done he shuffled (tracksuit around his ankles) over to where he was sitting a moment ago, and sat down. - I think it is time that PiG-faGGot that has a belly full of my high quality Puerto Rican sperm came over and licked my Dick clean. NOW CRAWL!

Can't wait for the next couple of chapters. Maybe a revisit with the teacher and some of his friends...?

never have as I tell the bottom boi if he's worried about chipping a tooth he's not taking me deep enough... simple solution!

Craigslist first I thought. I’ve already had all the guys that Anthony gave my number too so why not look for some new ones. I went back to my dorm and pulled out my computer. I now had ten responces to my email. I got rid of the ones who hadn’t included a picture and was down to five. Two of whom and dicks under five inches, so I put them on the back burner, I was still picky then, and started looking at the other three. All three of them were in their mid thirties reasonably good looking with fairly thick cocks. I emailed them all back and told them that I would be free after two that afternoon and included my phone number. Then I turned to the two texts I had from unknown numbers. The first read, “Hey Kiddo it’s Max. Let me know if you wanna get fucked tonight ” “Hell yes,” I responded. The second I quickly found out was the blond hairy frat guy from my first night with Anthony, “Hey bitch. U free 2day?” “Done with class till 1.” I responded. “Blow it off, come to the Tau Kappa Epsilon at 12:30.” TKE was the same house CollegeTopJock was in and I wondered if the knew about eachother. “Where’s TKE” “Halston and Church.” “Text you when I’m close.” I looked at the clock, it was ten till noon, I knew that I would take me almost a full half hour to get there so I put my shoes on again and headed out to walk to the TKE house. I had been to a few frat parties before but never one at TKE and I was surprised by how nice the house looked when I turned the corner onto Church Street. It was a colonial style red brick building with massive white columns in front of the door supporting a large triangular façade with massive bronze Greek letters mounted on it. I pulled out my phone and fired off a text to the frat boy. “Come round the back,” and then a second later, “Tell me when you’re there” I walked round the building and did as I was instructed and sent another text.” “Third window from the right behind the bush.” I was startled, I had expected subtly but not climbing in a window. “Whatever,” I thought and walked over to the bush obscuring the third window. The window was open and I slipped inside and found myself in a basement weight room. It was dark and smelled intensely of sweat, I felt my cock start to harden from the smell. Then the frat boy stepped forward. “Welcome to TKE,” he said and smiled. He had clearly been working out as his bare torso was covered in sweat matting down his thick golden chest hair, “I’m Charlie by the way. If we’re gonna make this a thing you should know my name.” “Mark” He was being much nicer then his texts suggested he would be, and when I admitted my surprise at having entered the building by window he looked a little sheepish. “This room is only for seniors and I’m the only senior in the house this week, random happenstance of the universe everyone else is away, so we’ll have complete privacy in here.” “Ah, that makes sense. Plus then no one knows you’re fucking a guy.” “Right,” he looked even more sheepish. “You know it’s funny I put an add on adam4adam last night and I got a few messages from another guy in TKE.” “Oh really?” “Yeah. CollegeTopJock, he’s a sophomore and lives in the house. I’m actually supposed to come here tonight at like 11 to get fucked by him.” “Well now, you’ll have to tell me when you do come back and to what room. I might just have to exercise some seniority and have some fun with both of you.” “That would be great!” “Well until then, my cock’s not gonna suck it self,” he grabbed his hardening cock through his shorts and smiled. The pleasantries were over, time to get fucked. I knelt down and lapped at his cock a few times through his shorts before releasing his meaty cock and swallowing the whole thing to the base. I nestled my nose in his golden pubes and worked my esophagus around his cock, just as I would with my ass. Charlie moaned and put his hands on the back of my head holding me in place. He fucked my mouth slowly, his breathing becoming more and more erratic until he fired off a load of cum down my throat. I loved the sweet salty taste but I couldn’t help but feel disappointed that it hadn’t been shot up my ass. “Good, now I’ll be able to fuck your cunt for longer.” Charlie said as he pulled his still rock hard cock from my mouth, “Now, get naked and show me that plugged up, fucked out, hole that Anthony promised me.” Jumping to my feet I ripped my clothes off as fast as I could and climbed on a bench press bench presenting Charlie with the base of my plug. “How many loads today?” “Two so far.” “Who?” “Professor Ross, and this guy Chris.” “Chris Stevens?” “I don’t know his last name,” for a moment that bothered me and then I felt Charlie pulling lightly on my plug and forgot all about my quickly dwindling shame. “The twink from Anthony’s?” “Yeah.” He pulled the plug from my hole and let out a low whistle. “Now that boy has a cock.” I laughed, “He sure does.” “Wanna know a secret?” Charlie placed the head of his cock on my fuck-battered hole. “Sure.” Slowly, very slowly, he began to slide inside of me, “Chris is the only guy to ever have fucked me.” “Really,” I half gasped as Charlie bottomed out in my hole. “Yeah, only loads I take are his.” “Well I’ll have to get the both of you together again soon.” “Yes you will. Now shut up and take my load.” Charlie pulled all the way out and then slammed back in again in one rough stroke several times before taking up a brutal pace jack hammering my hole. The room echoed with the sound of skin hitting skin as his balls slapped against my ass and sweat started to drip from both of us. For my part I bucked back against him just as hard and he hammered into me, milking his cock with my hole trying to draw his load out of him. He didn’t seem too concerned with people knowing that he wasn’t working out any more, perhaps it wasn’t uncommon for senior TKE’s to fuck girls in here during the day and so no one would assume that my whimpering and moans weren’t female. “Man this is a nice bitch-cunt, so warm and wet. I don’t even need any lube.” It felt like a full half hour that Charlie fucked me like that before he pulled out and stepped back. Looking over my shoulder I saw him laying down on the floor smiling at me. “Well, come over here and ride it.” I scrambled over to him and sat down on his thick cock no problem I was so stretched out now, and started to ride him like I was riding a bull at the rodeo. I smiled as I slammed my own ass up and down on him, and seeing him look so happy then I had to lean down and kiss him hard on the lips. For a moment he looked shocked but then he wrapped his arms around me, drew him into his sweaty chest and as he continued to thrust up into my ass he kissed me. So wrapped up in this kiss and the heady aroma of sweaty frat boy was I, that I almost missed the signs of him cuming; but once he stopped kissing back and seemed to switch his focus on to fucking me ever harder I knew it was almost time. As soon as I felt the first shot fire off into my hole I sat down hard sinking his eight inch cock balls deep into my hole. He seemed to cum for a long time, and when he was done he pulled me into another long kiss that lasted till his slackening cock slipped from my hole. After a few moments I got up and slid my plug back into place. Charlie quickly dressed and then brought me the rest of my clothes. Once I was dressed and on my way out the window again Charlie said, “Don’t forget to let me know about tonight, I wanna know who this CollegeTopJock is.” “Will do.” I walked home in a state of fucked-out bliss, went into my room, stripped off my clothes and fell onto my bed a sweaty cumy mess and fell asleep.