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Part 4. I started reading my other emails while I was waiting, I opened a few emails from unattractive guys, two fat guys and one homely older guy. Then I opened an email from a young lean guy with a sleave, it looked a lot like Jonny’s sleave and the email read, great ass, are you into ass play? Love to see that hole wrapped around my sleeve. Fuck, I emailed him back and told him I was new to it but loved my ass played with. Read his profile and it had nothing in his status but if all he was doing was playing with my ass that was safe. His stats were 6’ 170 9.5 uncut multiple tats are all he posted. His pics were hot as fuck and I went on to the other emails. The next email was from a guy said he was straight and just needed to get off, he wanted to find me on my knees and blindfolded. He would walk in and feed me his cock and then have me turn around and give up my ass for him to breed. His stats were 34 6’2 200 nice 8” dick thick uncut and hairy chest and abs all muscled and defined. I emailed him back and told him I was into it. He was online and responded, dude looking for a regular. Wife is pregnant and I am not getting any, you must be clean and have a good mouth and ass. I emailed I was clean, even though I had just taken a poz load or four and that I had a great mouth and ass. He emailed that he was free on the way to work wanted to know what part of town I was in. It turned out after emailing him back and forth he was about 20 min from me, and he would swing by at 8 Am to have me service him. I decided to call off work as I wanted to be free to get the pharmacy once my script came in and this hot straight needed me right now. I kept reading and the next two emails were duds and then a hot Latino, Puerto Rican with 10” holy fuck this guy was hot, that dark skin and big balls on him and that amazing uncut dick. I emailed him without looking at his status and we bounced emails back and forth and made plans for 10 AM. I seriously had never been this popular and could not believe the hot guys I was getting. I looked at the clock and thought I should shower and clean out before the straight guy got here and I showered up and had some oatmeal and a protein drink and got my blindfold and the cleanest jock which was one I had worn to the gym and set it out with some poppers so I would be ready. The guy emailed that he was on the way and I told him to knock, wait five second and head in and I would be on my knees waiting for him blindfolded. His email back just read - perfect. I read a few more emails and there was young bi guy who said he was coming to town and would have a hotel room and needed service. He was blonde 26 6’3 180 8.5 thick cut, I emailed him back that I was interested and needed details and the second one I was able to read and answer before I heard a knock was from a ginger, 33 5’11 220 muscled with a beer can thick 7.5 and nearly that thick around so fucking hot! He said he was looking for a no strings cum dump for multiple weekly breeding’s. I emailed him that I was interested a thought occurred to me as I started to put my blindfold on, I answered the last emails without thinking about their status as I rested on my knees, I knew I needed to look at that when straight guy leaves. The knock and he did not wait five seconds, so I was glad I had my blindfold close and I was on my knees already. In he walks and right up to me and pulled his shorts down, not that I could see but his dick flopped out and hit my face. Open your mouth fag, there is something about a hot straight guy calling me a fag before using me to get off that turns me on in the worst way. I opened my mouth and he slide his hardening cock in, and I sucked his dick as it grew in my mouth and he leaked prescum, it tasted so good. I went to put my hands on his thighs, and he fag take your hands off me. I pulled off and he grabbed my head and fucked my throat making me gag on his thick dick. He shoved his dick in the back of my throat and held me forcefully on his dick so I could not bread, and I gagged and tried to pull off and then he gently pulled his dick out and I gasped for air. He then turned around and shoved his ass in my face while he pulled apart his cheeks and told me to eat his ass. I tongued his musky hole and liked it. I grabbed his ass checks and pulled his ass apart and he did not mark at me but instead moaned as I tongue fucked hi hole. He had me lick and tongue him for five minutes or so and then told me to open my mouth and slide his rock-hard dick in me and fucked my mouth again for a couple minutes having me gag again and get his dick all slobbery before pulled out and coming to my back side and pushing me forward to expose my ass and slide in me and fucked me for ten minutes and showing his load in me with a huge grunt. He pulled out and made me suck his cock clean and then left without saying a word. I fucking loved it, I hoped he would want more of my mouth and ass soon. I went back to the compute in hopes of checking out the guys and status of the one I emailed but there was an email from the first guy who wanted to play with my ass. He told me he was free today before work or after work either at 10 Am or 10 PM. I know I had company tonight, so I emailed him and gave him my address and told him I was free at 10 AM which was an hour from now. He gave me awfully specific instructions; I was told to be on the bed ass up face in a pillow and blindfolded. My hole was to be free of lube, have poppers for myself. I was not to talk unless spoken to and I could not ask any questions just answer them. I agreed and he said he was on his way; fuck he must live some distance away a way. What I did not know is he was not coming alone. He picked up two of his buddies and sent a third the address to come over. I cleaned up and picked up but could not bring myself to clean out the straight guy’s load. I looked the clock, and it was almost 10 so I rushed to the bedroom and got in place. Just as instructed ass up, lube in my jock with my face in a pillow and blindfold with popper ready. I heard the door, and it took a while to close and finally did, then after a long delay I felt the guys hands on my ass feeling my ass and hole and then his tongue on my hole and he ate my hole for a couple minutes. Then he pulled off and I felt a smack on my ass. I yelped and wanted to tell him to stop but he did it again and I yelped even louder. Then I felt someone get on the bed and lift my head and I opened my mouth and swallowed his big dick. His dick was huge he guided my head down on his dick and it lodged in the back of my throat. I felt hands on my ass and knew we were not alone and tried to pull up, but my assaulter held me tight and slow fucked my throat. I relaxed because I was not going anywhere and the guy at my ass pushed my legs forward and spread my ass as he tongue fucked me. His tongue was so strong, it feels like a dick for sure. Once I have in my assaulter let me up to breath and I tried to catch my breath and he feed me poppers as I moaned and let my ass relax. Then he shoved my head back down and let the guy eat my hole. I knew he was tasting that straight guys cum, but it felt so amazing and he did not seem to mind and did not say a word. This wen ton for twenty minutes and then the guy pulled off and lubed his dick and slide into my wet slobbery hole and fucked me till he shot inside me and fuck that is one hot pussy and pulled out. The guy sounded older, that is all I could tell other then he loved to eat ass and had a big dick. I thought my assaulter would fuck me and he let me up and as he got off the bed, he said cunt do not fucking move and then he smacked my ass three more times and I yelp since there were much harder. I loved and hated it; my dick was getting hard from his forcefulness, but I was not sure I wanted him to hit me more. I felt fingers at my hole and then a thick dick, it was not as long as most must have been seven or seven and a half, but he began to fuck me, and it did not take him that long and he shot his load inside me. He pulled out and I got three more smacks on my ass. Then I heard the front door opened and the guys left. I later found out they took an uber home and they were guys he owed money to and he traded my ass for what he owed them. The guy who just came in laid beside me and they both helped me straddle him as my assaulter lubed up his dick and guided it to my hole. Fuck this guy was fat dicked, I slowly guided down on it as he stretched me, and the guy started to fuck me. He would pound my ass for a minute or two and then give my hole time to adjust as poppers were applied and then back at piston fucking me. He beat my hole with his thick dick as cum churned inside me and lathered up my hole and his dick and then my assaulter gave me popper again but made me inhale four on each side and then put them down as the fucking began and him get on the bed. He slipped a ball gag in my mouth and then I felt the most painful pains at my ass and he slowly stretched my hole with his thick dick right beside the guy I was no laying on screaming into the ball gag. It took what seemed like forever for him to get all the way in and then they both fucked my hole together and the guy I was laying on shot what had to be ten minutes of them both deep fucking me and then my assaulter unloaded. They pulled out and the guy beneath me rolled out and took the ball gag out and feed me his cock to clean off and my assaulter began to lube up my ass which was sore after being stretched to the max by those big dicks. He slides three fingers inside and I heard him say fuck that is one hot hole. He slides four into his palm and twisted them around. He worked me for three to four minutes and then retracted his thumb a big and pressed and twisted and his fist popped inside me. Then he said, see I told you your hole would look great wrapped around my sleeve. He proceeded to fist my hole with his right hand and then his left which was slightly bigger or at least felt bigger back and four while I sucked the other top. My assaulter said something, I did not hear it and the guy I was sucking put poppers at my nose and made me inhale as my assaulter slide his big dick in with his right hand and jacked off his dick inside me and show his load in me and then pulled his dick out and then his fist and went to the rest room to wash up and the guy using my mouth fucked it till he shot his load down my throat I an gagged on it but swallowed most of his cum. My assaulter was back and slapped my ass hard and said, good fucking whore. I will email you when I can use you again. They both dressed and left, and I collapsed on the bed and feel asleep with the blindfold still on.

So I have an uncle who is only 4 years older than me who has been feeding me his load and fucking me since I was 12. He considers himself straight, and is now married and has kids. It started one day when he was babysitting me and my brother. My dad worked down state, and was only home on the weekends, while my mom waited tables at 2 different restaurants. At first it was just me sucking his dick, which was very thick, and his Bush smelled like heaven. He taught me everything about giving head that year. One day when my brother was at my grandmas house, he decided it was time for us to fuck. His 16 year old dick felt so good in my tight virgin hole, that was when I knew I was always meant to be a bottom. I didn’t think it was possible, but I think I fell in love with my uncle when I was growing up. I always felt huge pangs of jealousy every time he brought a girlfriend home. He still fucked me every chance we could get, but I was still jealous. This would continue until I finished college, while he was married, and I would date various men, and moved away from home. After college it happened just once or twice a year, when visiting my parents, and extended family until I married my now husband of 3 years. Flash forward to this Christmas, when I went to Virginia to visit my parents, leaving my husband at home alone, because they don’t get along. My uncle was there, he and his wife are getting a divorce, and it was like I was transported back to being a kid. We’ve both put on a few pounds, but my lust for him was as strong today as it was when we were kids. After my parents went to bed, I snuck down to my parents basement, where my uncle has been staying and we started where we left off. We kissed, and my knees were weak, we ripped each other’s clothes off, and I devoured his dick, and he did something he’s never done before—ate my ass. Ate my ass like he ate his ex’s pussy, and it made me so wet. He used spit, so we could be as intimate as ever, and my whole body got goosebumps as he slid his dick in me. We fucked for an hour, until he couldn’t hold his load back anymore, and blew it in me. We lay there, me resting my head on his chest, and I think I fell in love with him again. We continued to fuck during my stay until I left back home. My husband and I just finished fucking, and all I can think about is him.

Was in Atlanta for the weekend to have fun. Was at the Red Roof Inn Thursday and Friday nights. Set Grindr profile to anon bb⬇️👀4⬆️. Went ass up face down with blindfold and took 6 loads on New Year's Eve. That ended 2020 taking 72 anon loads and 1 face to face since Oct 25 when I downloaded a counter app. After midnight took 4 more loads before going to sleep. A 25yr old black guy had a huge almost anaconda dick that made my whole body orgasm. Friday ended up taking 7 loads mostly Friday night. Of course Grindr crashed for a while that night and limited the number of loads taken. Saturday went to a hotel in midtown to rest before hitting up Flex. Couldn't check in early so went onto Flex. Got fucked 4 times taking 2 loads between the room and sling. Went to hotel to rest and got hit up by a 35yr old white muscle bear/jock wanting to breed my hole. My hole needed more abuse so why not. He wanted anon and I was happy to oblige even though his pics were hot. He came in and pounded me a good 15 mins before letting out a grunt as he bred my hole and collapsed on top of me as his dick kept pumping cum into my ass. Fell asleep afterwards before going to Flex later that night. Took four loads that night between going ass up face down in the room and anon on the fuckbech. Around 5am got irritated that everyone was just walking around and not doing anything so went back to the hotel to call it a wrap. Took 24 total loads from Thursday afternoon until Sunday morning. My hole is sore but ready for more.

Missionary can be pleasurable taking that intense eye contact into consideration, building upto and during my climax, but for me the winner hands down for my personal favourite position for multiple reasons has to be doggy. In that position a pig can listen to me grunt right into his ear as I unload. I can also take a nice hard firm grip of his hips and spank his sweet round ASS cheeks too during the course of our rut. However the biggest reason of all has to be because I am able to get in MUCH deeper; it feels much more natural this way. I guess my strong curved Dick truly was built for this exact position. To add, I am not a fan of cumming with my Dick only 80% inside, I have to be buried in balls deep, feeling the entire length of my shaft pulsate against his velvety soft, wet and warm cunt.

Part 3 I still had so much cum inside me I went to the bathroom and hopped in the shower and as I was cleaning some cum dropped to the shower floor, I got out and dried off and then found a new jock strap, it was one I got as a gift as the others were not clean. It was purple and read slut for dick. Maybe they would not notice writing on the band or the front. I had no idea what they were going to do with me, but I was horny again for some reason. I have never been this sexed before in my life, I think I like it I thought to myself as I got everything around and cleaned up a little. I rushed back to the computer and looked for an email from my buddy. I could not find one but opened another that said read “No dick tonight” at the header. I opened it and it read, the wives are getting pissed and we can not come tonight. Be ready the same time tomorrow. I was disappointed, here I was sitting there upset they were not coming when I wanted to cancel them all day. I thought now what. I went back to the emails. There was another from that hot Poz guy, he emailed and said he just wanted to jack off with me make out if I was comfortable and play with my hot hole. He would bring some lube and a vibrator and a couple other toys. I loved his hot body and those tatted sleeves, and I emailed him back and said yea I would be up for that. When are you thinking? He emailed straight away and said tonight? Sure, your place or mine? He said he was already on the road and it would be better at my place. I sent him the address and I watched him to open the email and then he responded, be there in five minutes. You are close. I panicked a bit but there is noting to worry about. I put on some shorts and a t-shirt and a few minutes later there was a knock at the door. I opened it and Fuck; I had no idea how hot he really was. He had the most beautiful face, with some scuff and deep blue eyes. I stammered and tried to invite him in and finally got out nice to finally meet you and come in. He did and he headed to the sofa and sat down after dropping his bag. He smiled at me and told me come sit with him and I walked over and sat next to this hot fucking man and he leaned in and kissed me. He started off soft and then grabbed my head and tongued my mouth and broke off after a few minutes and I was dizzy and my hear was pounding. This guy can kiss, he said now I want to see that sweet ass of yours, stand up and drop your shorts and show me that little butt of yours. I hesitated and he leaned in and kissed me again, then he said I will keep my clothes on you do not need to worry. I hot up and stood in front of him and slide down my pants and showed him my ass in that purple jock. Fuck, I forgot I hat that on, he just said there is that beautiful ass. He reached out and grabbed my ass checks one in each hand as he spread my checks and exposed my fuck hole. I knew you had a beautiful fucking hole boy; he leaned in and licked my hole, and I made my entire body shake and then he stuck his tongue in my hole. I moaned and shook some more and then he pulled off and said get on the sofa and show me your ass boy. I did and he dove back in and tongue fucked my hole and make me moan like a bitch. After ten minutes I was so fucking horny, and he told me to lay on the sofa on my back and I did. I watched as he undressed and exposed that beautiful huge thick dick of his. Still okay jacking my dick, I quickly said yes. He came over and put is dick right above my head and I started to jack him as he pulled my legs up and went back to eating my hole. I jacked his big dick and could not help but lick the base of his thick cock and eventually I licked his balls as he moves forward, he just kept eating my hole and he soon had his ass at my mouth, and I licked his hole, and he pressed his ass back so I could eat his hole. I tongued him and at it, then he finally broke free and said eat my hole boy as he moaned and spread his checks for me. He repositioned himself and he went back to eating my hole and it was harder to tongue him, but he moved his dick back further then when he stated. I licked the shaft and he move it further and now the head was right above my mouth. I could see he was leaking precum. I did not want to suck his poz cum, but I did really want to suck his dick. I gave in and just licked the head of his thick cock. It tasted amazing, weird as it was. I had gone to far I thought and then another drops of cum beaded up on his slit and I licked it off again. I licked and gave his head a tongue bath and he pressed his dick down and I opened my mouth and swallowed what I could of that beautiful dick. He let me suck him for five minutes and then said time for a new position. I got up and told me to sit up and then he sat next to me and leaned in and kissed me. When he broke, he went to his bag and got out a little vibrator. It was round and seemed to have a flange on the end and he lubed up it up and told me to lift my legs and he lend lubed my hole and the vibrator and worked it inside me and turned it on. I immediately started to moan as he rubbed my chest and stomach. Then he leaned in and kissed me, I melted as my hole spasmed and he make me want more of him. I knew we could not fuck but I was really getting tempted. This went on for five minutes he then turned off the vibrator and worked it out of my hole and told me to keep my legs lifted and he began to finger and play with my hole. I moan as he kissed as he pulled his fingers out and jacked his dick and then put them back inside me and this went on for four or five minutes. I did not realize that he was jacking his dick right over my hole and putting all the precum on my hole and sliding his fingers inside me. I could only focus on this man kissing me, he felt so amazing. He pressed his dick head at my hole. I could feel it, he nestled the head between my ass lips and let his cock leak inside me. I tried not to move, if I did, he may slip inside me. I should have realized he was pre-lubing my ass and he knew all along he was going to fuck me and dump his load inside me, but I still thought we were playing by the rules. He broke off the kiss and moved to kissing and sucking on my neck and I took a deep break, and my hole opened a bit and his head snugged inside me. The tip was slightly inside, and I knew I should tell him to stop and he pressed a bit, and his head slide halfway inside me, fuck I knew I should aske him to pull out, but I pulled him a little bit forward because it was supper uncomfortable and he pressed his dick an inch inside me. His head was all the way inside me now. He senses I was tightening up and before I could aske him to pull out, he kissed me on the lips and made out with me as he pressed his big dick further inside me. I moaned in his mouth as he slow fucked me with tiny movements and pressed even deep inside me. I put my hands on his chest and pressed to give him the message to pull out, but he pressed it all the way inside me and fuck I felt so full. It was amazing and my hand relaxed on his chest and he started to slowly fuck me as he continued to kiss me. He broke off after ten minutes and grunted in my ear, I knew he had just cum inside me. I felt totally defeated, I knew better but for some reason my dick was rock hard. He grabbed me with his dick still inside me and lifted me up and repositioned me, so he was behind me on the sofa holding me with his dick still inside me. Fuck that is one hot pussy he said. I knew I should pull off him and try to get his cum out of me, but he just held me and rubbed my chest and stomach with his hands. I was laying there with a huge poz dick inside me and it was rock hard, he would flex it ever occasionally, so I knew he was still hard and telling myself this was totally fucked up, but I was paralyzed. I loved that big dick so much and he felt so good. I had not had anyone kiss me like that in forever and touch me like he loved me. He started to slowly pump his dick and after a few minutes he was fucking me, and I just moaned as he whispered that he loved my ass and ten minutes later he shot another load inside me. He held me tight and told me he loved my hole so much; your cunt keeps sucking my dick like you never want me to leave boy. I thought about that and I have always wanted a big dick guy like him to be my boy friend so maybe I am trying to keep his dick inside me, probably just an involuntary response to his hot dick. He stroked me more and asked if he could spend the night, my head said no but out came Yes, I would love that. He told me to gently pull off his dick until your hole closes around my head boy, I pulled off as he held my hips and my hole closed slowly as his head popped out of my hole and then we both got up and wen to my bedroom. He told me to get up on the bed on all four with my face in a pillow and he would be right back. He went and grabbed his bag and brought it in. I heard a canister open and then it felt old and wet on my hole. I tenses up but he started kissing my ass check as he fingered my hole and I moaned. He slides one and then two inside me, my ass pushed back on his fingers and he whispered, I knew you loved ass play boy, I wondered how but did not care how he knew. He grabbed some poppers and slide them to me, and I uncapped them and hit the poppers and soon he had three and then four fingers inside me. I started panting and moaning and then I heard him spray something and he passed me a rage and told me to put it in my mouth and breath and I did and nearly blacked out. I later found out it was impact and while I was coming in and out, he twisted and pressed his fist inside me. I moaned and squealed as he fisted my hole and after ten minutes, I shot a load in my jock and he pulled out and shoved his dick inside me and fucked me for a couple more minutes and shot his load in me. He told me it was time to sleep as he cleaned up my ass with a towel and washed his hands. He came back to bed and held me and whispered in my ear he wanted me to be his boy. I whispered back I would love that. When I woke up around four in the morning, I knew this was a mistake, what the fuck had I done is I could think and knew I needed to get his cum out of me. He felt me move and grabbed me and held me then I felt his fingers at my hole, and he started fingering me again. He grabbed lube and lubed up my hole and then slide his rock-hard dick inside me. I moaned and pressed back on it. He fucked me for fifteen minutes and shot yet another load inside me. He kissed my neck and told me that he had to go but he would be back at midnight and he wanted to find me on the bed the say way. I knew I had company coming the straight guys, but I told him I would as he got his back and left. I got up after he left and got on the computer to find out if I could take something for exposure to HIV. PeP, that is what nurses and doctors take. I sent off an email to an online doctor to see if I could get a prescription and then went to read my other emails.

Pt. 4 I waited a couple of minutes at the bed, before I heards steps in the hall. When I looked up I saw the couple approaching the bedroom. Michaels husband, Peter, was black, taller, bald, had a beard too, and just as muscular as Michael, if noteven fitter. While Michael still wore his leather gear, Peter was completely naked, and my eyes wandered quickly down to his cock, which was HUGE. It had a nice curve to the left and were quite veiny. I didnt dare to think of it fitting inside me. "So this is the material?" Peter asked, putting on the same grin as Michael. "Yeah. He has a slutty mind, but doesnt let it out." Michael responded. "Well, that problem can be solved, cant it?" said Peter while he climbed onto the bed. He lay me down on my back with my legs in the air, and had a go on my hole with his mouth. "Its nice and wet here already, great job Michael". "yeah, I gave him a round. But its the cock he needs to learn to take.", Michael said, sitting down on the bed, next to me. "Lets feed him then!" "Hell yeah" They were both now on the bed. I had still my legs up, spreading my ass cheeks leaving the hole slightly open. Michael gathered some spit in his mouth, and dropped it down, lubing up Peter's cock. Peter looked me in the eyes, while slowly rubbing his cockhead against my hole. Holding the eye contact, he went deeper and deeper. His cockhead was big. Imagine Drew Sebastian's amazing cock - only black - that was Peter. It hurt pretty much every time he pushed deeper, pressing my hole open. He was constantly making remarks about how he fucked, and how I did as his bottom. "You see, im considerate now. ince it's your first time taking my pig cock, i use some time. Next time it will go all the way in just three thrusts." he said. "yeah, relax like that, i can feel when you are tensing up and when you are relaxing. Use tension to make my experience fucking you better, not to ease the pain for your own sake. It often goes hand in hand actually", he almost commanded me to loosen up my hole for him. "I usually have a PA, but you'll have that later." After some minutes he got all 10 inches inside my ass, and from there it only became rougher. He started using his full length in every thrust, and i could feel him hitting my gut somewhere inside my stomach. He worked his way through different speeds, depths, angles, positions, constantly explaining what he did. however, he made sure to say that I couldnt expect anyone else to be as pedagogical as him. He was definetely not asking me about anything, he did what he wanted and threw me around on the bed to get what i wanted. He kept going like this for at least an hour, shifting through what seemed to me to be his entire repertoire. It clearly wasnt, because he continued doing new stuff to me until I cried for a break. I barely felt my hole, and had almost lost control of my spintcher. Surprisingly, he agreed, and pulled out of me. He turned around and stood now on all four on the bed beside me. Michael had been inside the room all the time, commenting, adding his spit as lube, and occasionally giving me a rim while Peter fucked. Now he said in a strict voice: "Well, Johnathan. Peter is versatile, so he enjoys having his hole used too. Rim him. Just as i rimmed you, rim him. Show him what you're worth." i was so tired, but couldnt but accept the command. I turned over and bent over Peter's ass. I opened his cheeks and dived in. Then i saw it, just on the top of his crack, barely visible due to low contrast to his dark skin. i got shivers down my spine - this wasn't at all what I had wanted. _______________ What do you think happens? Add your guesses in the comments below. 😈🐽

Part 2 I woke up the next morning my ass was so sore, but I was still horny. I had to shit, it hurt like a mother, but my dick got rock hard. What the fuck was that I thought, all this cum came out of me and I thought dude you cannot do this again. This is fucking crazy but there I sat with a huge hard one and I hit the shower and it finally came down. I went off to work and found myself looking at guys hands, I had never paid attention to them before and wondering what they would feel like. There were several that I knew I would never be able to take but Jonny the security guard station had beautiful long fingers and lean hands and tatted sleeve on his right arm that make me get a chub in the lobby. I tried to ignore him, but he was so tall and beautiful I was rock hard in no time but made it to my desk to calm down. Seriously, I am not into getting fisted it was a one-time thing. I am also not a bareback cum dump I had to keep reminding myself all day. I had made my mind up I was going to hit up my buddy and tell him it was great but it as not for me. No more. I worked the rest of my day and missed Jonny on the way out. I did not want him to get my mind racing again and I headed home to cancel tonight. I got home and went straight to my computer and when opened the website I was flooded with emails. Holly fuck, I have never had more then two anytime I signed on and there was something like 15. I opened the first one and it had a well-defined tatted guy with a sleeve on both arms and a huge dick with piercings at each nipple. I could not believe how hot he was, I looked at his stats and he was 27 6’1 170 with 9 uncut inches and then I saw he was poz. I could not believe this beautiful man was poz omg. His email said he knew I liked big dick and he wanted to get with me and breed my ass. No fucking way I thought, how the fuck could he know. I emailed him back and thanked him and told him I only fucked with neg guys. He replied, what if I do not cum inside you. I though what the fuck! I emailed him and said thanks but that will not work. I was looking at his pics and horny as fuck. I finally closed the email and went to the next one. Another young guy, he was big and muscled, 29 6’ 200 pounds of solid muscle with his big thick 8” dick posted. Omg I wanted to suck his big dick and lick the precum off, his post mentioned nothing about status but gave his stats. Hey pussy boy, if you are free this week I am in town and want to use your ass. Let me eat that little cunt and then fuck you like the whore you are. I read it again, in so many ways it was a disgusting email, but it made my dick even harder. I knew I should not even email him back, but I could not help myself. I told myself it was just to be nice but knew deep down I wanted him in the worst way. My email read, I need my boy pussy used sir, I am so horny for you sir. I had read a lot of hot stories where guys talked like that. He responded with I just want your ass, no talking boy. You are a whore to be used, understand? I emailed him yes Sir. I am free in 30 minutes where are you and have the fucking cunt up in the air, head down and blindfolded waiting for me. Panic flooded me, I wanted to say now but for some reason I could not. I emailed him back my address and told him I understood. I told him to knock, wait five seconds and head in the door would be open. I rushed to the shower and cleaned up and out and then back to the computer to make sure he had not emailed. While I was waiting, I went back to that hot poz guy, he had such a hot body. I saw an email come in and it was that hot muscled guy and he said he just parked and that I need to be in place. I emailed back and confirmed and got in place with my blindfold on. The door opened and he came over to ass and felt it. I hard a belt and the dropping of clothes. I heard him say hot little whore, I felt his fingers on my ass and hole and then his tongue, I though it was his tongue. I hard something in front of me and then he lifted my head and said open your mouth slut. Fuck there were two guys in here, I did and as I started to ask who his dick slide into my mouth and I was suddenly gagging on his thick dick. The guy as my ass eat my hole and I moaned on his dick and soon I was over been upset he did not tell me. This guy loved eating ass, he pushed my legs forward and tongue fucked my hole like no tomorrow. I am fucking loving this is all I thought as I gagged and slobbered all over that big dick in my throat. This went on for ten minutes and then he said, whore get on your back with your legs in the air. The guy eating my hole let up and I turned over and put legs up for the guy to eat my hole at a different angle. The muscled guy told me to get ready to eat his ass. It had been a long time since anyone had made me eat their ass, my ex did one night but it was not my normal thing. For some reason, this guy it seemed hot as he sat on my face and I licked and tongued his hole and I heard him start to moan while the other guy fingered my hole with some lube he must have brought, I had forgot to put some out. There we go, fuck I love this dude’s finger in my ass. That is a good whore, tongue daddy’s ass, eat my shit hole boy. I could not help but moan as the fingers worked my ass. Then the hot guy pulled his ass off my mouth and told me to open wide and he slide his dick in me making me gag and the other guy slide his dick inside me. I tried to feel his dick to see if he had a condom on, but my muscled dad held my arms above my head where he had them pinned before as he fucked my throat as the guy fucked me for ten minutes till, he came and got up and dressed and left. The muscled guy pulled out of my mouth and I started to ask him if they were clean and wore a condom but before I could finish, he told me to shut the fuck up and eat his ass again. I started to eat his hole again and I was really getting into it. The told me to spread his checks and what a good ass eater I was. He was moaning and I thought I heard the door again, but I kept eating his hole and then I felt hands. I wandered if his buddy was back and my legs were lifted, and I heard muscle man say keep eating my hole you little whore. I felt a bigger dick at my hole, and he slide slowly in stretching me as I ate that man’s hole. My muscle man pressed his ass down on my tongue and moaned and told me I was he new ass eater for the week. The big cock fucked me for what seemed like forever and then he grunted as he shot inside me and stayed inside me. My muscle god said good boy, tongue my hole I am about to fuck you. The guy inside me gently pulled out and my muscle god lifted and told me to open my mouth and I thought he was going to slide his dick inside again but the guy who had just fucked me slide his dick in as I stated my ass and cum as his dick went down my throat still rock hard. It was all happening so fast and he was so forceful it was hot as fuck, but I knew I should not be doing this, but it was too late. I could not say a word and I had a huge dick down my throat and muscle man pressed his thick dick at my ass lips and pressed all the way in fast and it hurt like fuck and I groaned but with the dick down my throat you could not hear much. The guy down my throat liked it and told muscle man to do it again and he pulled all the way out and let my hole close and then shoved it back in harder than before. Fuck that hurts and I grunted on the guys dick again and muscle guy did it four more times and then fucked like a piston and shot his load in me. I knew after the guy with his dick in my throat that none of them used condoms and I had just taken three loads. The guy in my throat fucked my face for a minute and shot another load down my throat and then pulled out and left me and muscle god with his dick still inside me. Here I was with a load down my throat and three in my ass and this hot guy inside me still, blindfolded not knowing what was next. He spoke and said, you are a better whore than I expected you to be. I will be back at midnight, be ready to eat my hole. Door open be right here as I first found you and with your blindfold on, I am going pull out of your ass and you are going to clean off my dick. I will get ready and leave but you are to stay put and leave the fucking blindfold on until I leave. Do you understand? I could not say a word and then he hit with his fist on my chest and said you understand whore. I said, yes Sir, I understand. With that he pulled out and fed me his cock and spit on my chest and got dressed and left. I got up and looked at the clock, shit I never cancelled the guys.

I think bottoming bareback while on PrEP is the perfect balance between safety and the pleasure of taking it raw. Condoms are uncomfortable for the bottom; they create a lot of extra friction. Honestly, feeling a man shoot inside me is the best part of being fucked. I love the moment when I hear his breath catch and everything inside me suddenly goes slick. I would never want to go without that moment; before PrEP I was willing to risk contracting HIV to get it. Now, I don't have to choose. I can have protection and stranger's loads inside me.

Before we knew his name, we called him Neighbor Boy. Brian saw him first. On a gorgeous Saturday in May, I walked into the kitchen to see my husband jacking his fat dick while sneaking glances out the window. When he heard me approach, he flashed a piggish grin and motioned me over. That’s when I caught my first glimpse of Neighbor Boy. He was shirtless, maybe 18 or 19, and hauling boxes into his family’s new home. His face, square-jawed and intense, was still boyish in a lot of ways, but you could easily see the drop-dead-handsome man he was becoming. And to make things even hotter, he was obviously packing a man-size piece of meat, judging from the package bouncing between his legs. As sweat ran down the ridges of his abs, his shorts began to slip past the beltline, exposing just a bit of what appeared to be a bubble-perfect jockbutt. My eyes followed the dark line of sweat forming between his asscheeks; I wanted to bury my face in the fresh boy-musk around his crotch, his pits, his fuckhole. Brian turned to me with an evil grin. “That boy is ours,” he said, still furiously jacking his cock. Then, with a grunt, he sprayed three powerful volleys of thick, unmedicated poz cum across the kitchen sink. * * * Brian and I have been together for 10 years. I’m 35; he’s 40. People tease us about looking like twins, and I can see why: we both have dark brown hair, beards, and hairy chests. We also have cocks that are roughly the same size, about 8.5” by 6.5”. And when our big dicks spring out of our jockstraps at the same time, we can usually turn a run-of-the-mill bottomboy into a trashy, knocked-up dickpig in no time at all. It wasn’t always that way. Back when we met, Brian was a top. I was vers, but I wouldn’t let him fuck me raw. My reasoning was simple: I was neg, he was poz. And then one night, he invited me to his house for a homemade dinner. It was my birthday, and he’d hinted at some kind of surprise. I had no idea what was in store: halfway through my first cocktail, I started to slur my speech. I remember asking him what was going on, but Brian just stood there, grinning like a demon and rubbing his cock through his jeans as I slipped into unconsciousness. When I woke up, I found myself suspended in midair, my body swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm. In my drugged-up stupor, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was directly underneath a large mirror on the ceiling. Very slowly, I managed to process the image I saw in the mirror: for some reason I was naked, with my legs splayed wide and arms tied back. I’d heard of slings, but I’d never been in one. And just then, it dawned on me that my body was swinging back and forth in a steady rhythm because a total stranger was pounding my hole. That’s when I heard Brian’s voice cut through the noise in that dark, crowded, sweat-stenched room: “The second booty bump definitely woke him up,” he said. Right about then, the guy fucking me started to convulse, and everyone in the room shouted encouragement as he thrust in and out of my hole frenetically. Next I heard a loud round of clapping and grunting from the crowd, followed by an odd sensation of warmth and wetness when that cock pulled out of me. My hole released the stranger's mushroom head with a subtle *pop*, and then I suddenly felt an emptiness in my ass, as if my knocked-up cunt somehow wasn’t complete anymore without a raw dick lodged deep inside. But the emptiness didn’t last. Within a matter of seconds, I felt the familiar contours of Brian’s cock inside me. “Hey, baby,” he said, his big dick making an unfamiliar sloshing sound as he fucked away. “That was load number four, and you've just begun. It’s your birthday, remember? My gift is to get you fuckin’ pregnant. You want another poz load?” I stared at him, uncomprehending. Then my eyes grew wide as I realized what all this meant. “No,” I said. “Fuck no. I don’t want to be sick. You know that. What the fuck are you doing?” “Oh, please—you have no idea what you want,” he replied. “From the moment we met, I saw right through you. You’re just another clean-cut, handsome boy waiting for somebody to give you permission to be a cumpig. I mean, just look at your dick right now—it’s harder than I’ve ever seen it.” I glanced down at my cock, and I could see it dripping beads of precum onto my abs. Meanwhile, Brian kept pounding me. “Your dick seems to be a few steps ahead of your brain at the moment, because your dick knows what you need,” he said. “And what you need, little piggy, is an ass full of fresh poz loads. Don’t worry—your brain will catch up to your cock before the night’s through. Until then, we’ll just gangrape you full of poz seed, OK?" "FUCK YOU." "Sorry, bud, but I'm pretty sure it's the other way around. You're the one getting fucked tonight, remember? You're getting fucked and bred and, if you're really lucky, maybe even pozzed. So...are you ready to beg for another dirty load, boy?” “Fuck no, Brian. I don’t want this. Fucking stop, OK? STOP.” He didn’t stop. Instead, he nodded to someone behind me, and I was quickly muzzled and blindfolded. Brian stopped thrusting for a moment, lodging his cock deep in my hole, and ordered me to stay perfectly still unless I wanted to get hurt. In the stillness that followed, someone wrapped a tourniquet around my bicep. I felt a pinch in my arm, and the tourniquet came loose. Almost immediately, I gasped as a wave of dark energy rushed to my chest, my lungs, my cock, my ass. I coughed violently, and I struggled to catch my breath while the dark wave kept crashing through my nervous system. And just as Brian predicted, that's when my brain finally caught up with my cock. I was in heat. I loved the feeling of Brian's raw dick pounding me full of toxic seed. And by the end of the night, I would whimper and moan anytime my hole wasn’t stretched around a charged-up cock. I'd been transformed from a neg condom queen to a bareback slampig in a matter of hours. In the years since, Brian and I have developed a knack for initiating young men into the world of chemsex, feeding drugs to unsuspecting boys before knocking them up. The hottest of all, I think, was the seduction of Brian’s college-age nephew. And it didn’t happen on just any night, either, but on the night of our wedding. This kid was a hot little faggot with a naturally hungry butt. He was deeply closeted, but Brian and I saw right through him in a second. So after flirting with him on the dancefloor, then feeding him our dicks in a restroom stall, we took him back to the honeymoon suite, smoked him out with the glass pipe, and slathered Tina-laced lube all over his fratboy fuckhole. Within 15 minutes, he was taking a seat on my raw cock and bouncing on it like a natural-born bitch. Eight hours (and two giant slams) later, Brian’s fratboy nephew was a confirmed chemwhore, proudly spreading his wrecked fuckhole while it oozed loads from 11 strangers. Even then, he was still shoving fingers hungrily into his cunt, pleading for another slam of Tina in his arm. Instead, we dropped him off at our dealer’s house with instructions to push every boundary possible until this boy was corrupted through and through. Our dealer didn’t disappoint, and within a month or two our fratboy nephew was a slampig escort with a real talent for getting double-fisted. We couldn’t be prouder. * * * The day after we saw Neighbor Boy for the first time, we introduced ourselves to his parents. Over the course of a 30-minute conversation that included far too many details about the sister we didn’t care to meet, we found out exactly what we needed to know: Neighbor Boy’s name was Dalton, and he was finishing up his senior year at McKinley High. He’d just turned 18. He had a steady girlfriend named Melissa, and he’d landed a scholarship to be a kicker for one of the state university football teams. “Oh, and one more thing,” Dalton’s father said to us. “We’ll be chaperoning our daughter’s class trip to Washington, D.C. at the beginning of June. Dalton is perfectly capable of running the house by himself for a week, but could you just make sure he doesn’t throw any giant keggers? We’d really appreciate it.” We nodded eagerly, because we’d found our window of opportunity. As the conversation wrapped up, we slipped our hands in our pockets, attempting to hide the bulges from our rapidly hardening cocks. * * * When Brian and I returned home, we closed the door and fell into a deep, sloppy kiss. We would do whatever necessary to fill all of Dalton’s holes with chems. And if we had our way, he’d be going to college in the fall with poz blood flowing through his veins. “I wonder if Jesse knows Dalton,” Scott said. “That could be hot.” I nodded and grabbed my phone. “Let’s give him a ring.” We love Jesse because he’s an evil pig. But we love him even more because he’s an evil pig who happens to look like a blond, buff Mormon. And it doesn’t hurt that he’s hung like a lumberjack. Like Dalton, he’s a senior at McKinley, and we’d initiated him about six months earlier after chatting him up on a bareback fetish site. We pozzed him on the day after his 18th birthday. He was already entertaining some very dark fantasies by the time we found him—apparently he’d been watching bareback porn and trolling fetish chatrooms for years. But unlike most of the naïve little faggots we corrupt with chems and impregnate with toxic seed, Jesse was eager to get slammed into the stratosphere, and he required no encouragement to spread his muscled boybutt for our poz dicks. And now, in the months since his seroconversion, he’s been helping us lure boys to the world of chem-fueled bareback fucking. Jesse answered my call right away. Yes, he said, he was pretty good friends with Dalton, who was basically the hottest guy in the entire fucking school. We asked if Jesse was planning to hang out with Dalton anytime soon. Yes, he replied: he’d be at Dalton’s pool party the following weekend. “You guys should come, because a lot of the parents will be there,” he said. “I’ll tell Dalton to invite you. And I'll tell you something else: everybody at school would swear he’s straight, but I just don’t know. I get a weird vibe from him. Maybe not a gay vibe, but like a curious vibe.” “So you’re saying there might be a faggot buried deep inside that boy?” I asked. “Just a hunch,” Jesse replied. “Well, in that case,” said Scott, “it’s time for us to get deep inside Dalton and find out.” MORE SOON...

Moderator's Note: This story was moved to Chem Sex FICTION at the author's request regarding where he wants to go. The first parts of this story do not contain chem sex material. I got in contact with him on Grindr. At first he seemed like a normal guy, just looking for a hookup. He was not particularily good looking, so didnt catch my attantion. That day I was in mood for both cock and face. But waiting for potential breeders to respond, I continued chatting with him. He was in his early forties, average build and rather tall. After sharing pics and some stories, he writes to me: "You know, sometimes I organize cumdump-sessions. Have an arsenal of tops I can gather for particularily hungry and deserving btms." My heart stopped for a small second, and when it started again, it went in a slightly higher rate. In a matter of seconds, my mind had already served me piles of kinky fantasies, starring me. Insecurely I responded a simple "wow, sounds fun.", adding "those lucky btms" a few moments later. Some nervewracking minutes passed before he read my replies, and I could se he was writing back to me. "You seem just like the type of boy. Horny, cum-craving, good looking, dirty minded, verbal, fit for long sessions - just like my other whores." I couldnt believe i matched all his criteria, but the more i thought about it, i realized that i actually did. It was basically a description of me. So I said that if he was interested in investing in me, i was willing to be in his stable of mares. Then I asked him how an evening as his rent-out-property would look like. He said it was too late for him to explain that day, but that he could send me an email the next day. So I gave him my address, and repeated that I would love to be whored out in one of his sessions. I was satisfied for the night. Usually, when I first start cruising Grindr in the evening, i dont go to sleep before I have fucked at least one guy, or been fucked by at least one man. If its a really bad Grindr night, then I can accept having a cloudy popperbate to some filthy porn. Since the pandemic, the popperbate-nights had become more and more frequent. So having all my favourite popperbating-videos removed from PH in december really turned the 2020-nightmare into a fucking 2020-hell. This particular night however, I was satisfied only by talking to this mysterious - not good looking but still intriguing - guy that had made some vague promise to whore me out. So I went excited to sleep. The next day I woke up to a new email in my inbox. It was from a custom made sleazy-sexy-only-if-you-know-your-gay-kink-language-email adress, and the whole thing looked impressively serious and professional. I really didn't know what to do. The whole concept seemed surreal, did this really happen to me? In real life? Part of me just wanted to reply a giant YES!, while another part wanted to stay calm - just in case it was a dream I didn't wanna wake up. All I knew was that my cock was rock hard, throbbing in precum. [TO BE CONTINUED SOON]

If anything, I’m finding I’m getting more as I age. That said, I keep in far better physical shape than I did 20 years ago, so maybe that’s why.

Having come out of the closet as gay later in life at 30, and not becoming a cum dump enthusiast until my early 60's I can't compare my early life experiences to my current experiences. However on the occasions I've offered myself, Cumunions, Fkd, naked dances and the play area at a gay campground I have observed this phenomenon. I must confess it has bothered me to be passed by and I've been jealous of the young bucks collecting so many loads until I started asking them and learned often they have not gotten that many more than me. They have probably had more raw cocks fucking them, but not necessarily that many more hot loads deposited. One time I was in a sling at Fkd with a handsome muscular young guy raw fucking me. We started drawing a small crowd. On my right was the cutest young otter, just a little on the chunky side. We started to kiss a bit. I could see my tops attention shifting and his enthusiasm for my hole diminish. He asked the otter if he could fuck him and me if I would mind? Another enthusiastic observer coached the otter to bend over my torso to offer his ass. My top switched asses and the coach slid his raw cock into me. I loved that I was getting barebacked while enjoying the intimacy of this hairy otter on my naked torso. I could feel the pounding he was getting .I had a fantastic view to watch his tops excitment grow and intensity increase. We all knew the breeding was close and my top kept a verbal cheering going the entire time. When the otter was bred and his top collapsed onto both of us I felt as if I couldn't have been more involved in their raw coupling. I was so happy for my otter and his treasure load and the audience he had to witness his eager ass taking a strangers fluids. Unfortunately I didn't get the coaches load; but, this was still one very hot encounter I would happily repeat if ever given the chance again. Bottom line? I may not get a dozen or more loads at a time, but I do treasure each load I get. And I do treasure each intimate encounter along the way no matter how brief or fleeting.

Doggy style 100%. On my knees, their pelvis smacking my bubble, feeling my cheeks quake... oink!

When I was younger, getting fucked doggy by an older man, whilst fucking me, moaning, groaning, he said, you remind me so much of my son??? Must have been my hairstyle at the back of my head😆

Being a man should mean taking a pounding from a guy, taking his load and leaving his spunk inside until it's fully absorbed into your body. A lot of so-called men can't or are afraid to do that.😂

Doggy with my knees spread and chest down so my butt is thrust up is the best. I love how deep he can fuck me that way. I also love it when he pushes me forward on to my stomach and fucks on top of me. Using his feet to pry my legs apart so he can get deeper. Holding me down so he can pound me until he's satisfied. I like trying to struggle to get away knowing that he's bigger and stronger than me. Missionary is fun too. I also like any position where I'm tied up and can't get away.

When I wake up the next morning I feel a large butt plug in my ass and the beg is soaking wet. I removed the plug with some bloody cum dripping out and my body is one ball on hurt . When Dad walks in he looks at me then the bed, he feels my forehead and say boy you are burning up. Dad tells me to put on some cloths which is nothing more than shorts spandex shirt with sandals. I get on the bitch seat of Dad's motorcycle and grab on for dear life as Dad never drives slow but as FAST as he can weaving in between cars and missing them by inches. We get to the Hospital then Dad tells me what to say when they ask me questions. I get inside the receptionist what is wrong, I'm have fever and not feeling well joints aches with my inside feel like they are falling out. The nurse tells me to take off my cloths then put on this gown and lay in the bed. This good looking Doctor comes in then tells the nurse something. The nurse comes in with a syringe so they are going to give me a slam but they are just taking my blood. The Doctor comes back and ask me to get on the scale, he ask what have I been eating, as a male like you at 5ft 9 should be 155 LBS. not 115LBS. as you are just skin and bones. I get back into bed and the Dr. tells me to get on my side as he spreads my ass cheeks he is chuckling. Are you Gay: Yes Have you been using IV drugs: yes What drugs: Meth, GHB, Weed, K. Have you been have sex with out a Condom: Yes When did you start having anal sex with men: 4 weeks ago I see by the needle marks on your arms you have been using a lot of drugs: Yes Well I have some bad news for you as the blood work came back that you are HIV Positive, your body is converting so this is why you are so sick. We will make you as comfortable as we can, but you are not alone as many men come to Palm Springs and get involved with a group on men and see a young boy like you then get them high and Poz them. I spent 5 days in the hospital and every day the Doctor came to visit me then turn me on my side and look at my ass hole, he started to make comments about what well gap hole so you really like getting fuck as he smiles at me and I reply YES I do. Before I left he gave me the speech about having safe sex and use condoms gives me some pills to get me undetectable. I call Dad to pick me up when he shows up I show him the pills and he throws them away as they are shit as he needs me Poz as we are going to Sam place. Again I get that ride from hell on Dad's bike. Sam is in his last 60s with many tattoos but the ones on his arm are like they have on a ruler . Dad says I want 3 temporary and his nipples pierced, the POZ letters are over my dick, the scorpion is by my left nipple on my back is a Bio-Hazard. Sam I laughing as he is putting the letters POZ my dick is rock hard and in the way, Dad says well what do you expect from a freshly tested POZ cum dump, Sam ask when can I get to use your Son. I have some video projects for him as he looks fanatic for POZZING Videos. We get home and the place is packed as Dad takes me into the room, on the bed is this Twink who see me and says is he the one who is going to POZ me?

Part II A week after I talked to the guy I have fucked and stealthed, he called me. I was at work, so I couldn't answer it. But when I got home later, I returned the call to see what he was up to and if he wanted me to fuck him again. "Hey, man, what's up", I said when he answered. "I'm kind of desperate", he said. "I went to the doctor last week and today I came back there to take the results of some exames..." "You better? That flu is over?", I asked. "Man, I have HIV", he said. "It's so fucked up, I'm gonna die." "It's not the end of the world", I said. "A lot of guys have a normal life with the virus, you will get used to it. Why have you called me? Worried that I caught it from you?" "It's kind of the opposite", he said. "Are you sure you are neg? I mean, you are into that bareback stuff" "I'm poz too", I said. "But you didn't get it from me, we used a condom" "You sure it didn't break without you seeing it?", He asked. "Man, I would feel if the condom was broken, I checked it after we had sex. I'm telling you, the condom wouldn't break by itself" It was not a lie and I did check it. The condom was broken because I broke it. And I indeed checked it after we had sex. "I always had oral sex without a condom on, it must be that", he said. "Man, it's not healthy to be thinking about that. What passed is past. What you can do now is taking care of yourself. Wanna come over? We can talk, you will see that I have a normal happy life, living with the virus. And maybe we can have a little fun". "I don't know, man, the doctor said I shouldn't". "I can't get it again, and now we don't need condoms anymore. It will be fun". "Can I crush at your place?", He asked. "I really don't want to be alone and I don't have any friends in this city. I'm freaking out a little bit". "Take a bag and put some clothes in it, you can stay here for the time you need me. I'm here for you, we are part of the same brotherhood now and we protect each other". "Thank you man", he said. "I really appreciate it. And I'm sorry about that, but you were good to me the other day and I don't have anyone to talk about this shit". "I get it, I freaked out too. Come oven and we will talk. I will message you the address." I had a huge smile on my face when we hang up. I could have pozzed a lot of guys by now, but he was the first one that I knew for sure that I did it. My first-born. Pregnant with my toxic babies. It was really hot and my cock was rock hard in my pants. Half an hour later, he was knocking on my door. His eyes were red like he was crying and he hugged me tight. "It's gonna be ok", I said. I lead the way to the living room and we sat on the couch next to each other. He hasn't talked yet and I had my hand on his back. "How it happened?", He finally asked. "I think we will never know, but I assure you that it's not the end of your life." "I knew it was risky to let strangers fuck me, but I was always careful, I swear. And I use a condom when I top too." "Well, it will always be risky, condoms can break, cum can leak, you can get it from a blowjob...", I said. "But now you can treat yourself and you won't have to worry about it anymore". "You say it like it was a good thing". "It's not bad either. You can have a lot of unprotected sex and you will not get it again". "I swear I'm so pissed right now that I could have a lot of sex and pass it on to other guys", he said. "You can do that, I sure did", I said. "When you found you that you have it?", He asked. "About ten years ago, I was young and naive, but look at me now, I'm still here and don't plan on going anywhere". "The doctor said that when you take your pills, after some time, you can't infect other people", he said. "He is right, but when people don't know their status, they are dangerous. The risk is higher when you have sex with a person that don't know their status. Or when a guy don't take those pills, like me." "Why would you do that?", He asked. "The side effects are not that good for me, but it changes with each person.", I said. "And you still have bareback sex!", He was surprised. "Well, everyone knows the risk, I'm not fooling anybody. When the guy is smart, he asks for a condom, like you did." "Yeah, and look where it brought me", he said. "Man, I really want to fuck around, am I a bad person?" "Not at all, they did it to you, so you want to give it back, it's absolutely normal. And a little hot, you must admit it", I said. "Man, I'm horny since I got those results, I don't know what's going through my mind, I'm messed up.", He said. "Being poz make you horny?", I asked. "Because I'm poz too, and I think we are both horny now." "I don't know, bro. I'm still freaked out. I think I will never have sex again in my life", he said. "Or I could raw fuck you now, pound your ass here on my couch, make you feel so good that you will forget everything. I want to put my poz juice inside of you. What do you say to that? Wanna share this bond? We will be connected forever. Let it out of your mind, be a proud poz gay. Or you can be a pussy and hide in the dark, it's up to you, your choice only." "I was looking for poz on the internet today and I found some videos of people into this stuff", he said. "And how did you feel?", I asked. "I'm so embarrassed with myself, but it was hot. I didn't know that it was an actual fetish. I wanted to cum so bad, but I didn't, it would be wrong." "You saying that your cum is inside you since you discovered your new status?", I asked. "Yeah" "I have a new plan, I usually don't bottom, but fuck that. Give it to me, I need your cum inside my guts. After that, if you are still turned on by this shit, I fuck you too and we mix our fluids. Deal?", I asked. "I mean, I guess we could try...", He said. "You are already horny, I am too. Let's do it and tomorrow we think about what is coming your way." The guy was still confused by the situation and a little shocked for felling horny about poz sex. Everything was happening really fast. But I knew I could talk him into it, so, I started kissing his amazing poz lips.

PART 9 – OURS AT LAST When I walked into the bedroom, Dalton was already sitting on the edge of the bed, clasping his hands together in a feeble attempt to hide his boner. He stared expectantly at the giant TV screen in front of him. “Dude, you watch porn on this thing? Holy shit—you guys do it right.” “Yup, buddy—we do it right,” I replied with a knowing smirk as I grabbed the remote. “You feeling OK, by the way?” Dalton replied with a goofy grin, his body swaying back and forth as his chest and abs glistened with a fresh layer of boy-sweat. That shot of G was starting to work its magic. “Bro, I’m feeling like fuckin’ Superman,” he said, briefly unclasping his hands to show off his rock-hard cock, then covering it up again. “Good, good,” I replied. “Why don’t you go ahead and get comfortable? I bet you’ve never been on a California king.” “No, bro—I’ve never seen a bed this fuckin’ big in my entire fuckin’ life.” “Then scoot back so you’re in the middle. Then lay down and stretch out your arms. See how close you can get to touching the sides. I bet you’re not even close.” “I dunno, bro. My swim coach says I’ve got a pretty good wingspan.” “Then let’s see.” He hesitated, then grinned again. I grinned back. He was moving more slowly now, swirling hard on the G. I’m not even sure he noticed that Brian and Jesse had just walked into the room. “Show us that wingspan, buddy.” He positioned himself in the middle of the mattress. As he lay back, Brian and Jesse moved to either side of him. I stayed at the foot of the bed, watching his legs open just slightly while his arms extended to each side of the giant mattress. And just like that, he was finally ours. The restraints went around his wrists in a matter of seconds, cinched tight so his deltoids fanned out from his torso and his back arched off the bed. He was swirling hard on the G now, so it took him a few long moments to realize that his arms were tied to each corner of the bed. By that point, Brian and I were already placing his ankles into the stirrups attached to the bedposts. “What the fuck, dude?” Dalton said with an angry slur, his eyes glassy and dilated, his virgin fuckhole tightening in apprehension as he struggled to bring his legs together. Brian and I kneeled down to get a closer look: his ass was still mostly smooth, with just a dusting of blond fuzz circling that winking pucker. I leaned in and blew a bit of air across the surface of his hole, causing it to spasm. He whimpered. “You wanna know what the fuck?” Brian replied. “You’re the fuck, that’s what. But I think you already know that.” Dalton’s body jolted once, then almost seemed to relax into a stunned silence. For a few moments he almost seemed to stop breathing. In the silence, I watched a single drop of perspiration roll off his balls and down his taint before reaching his quivering hole, covering that tiny tight sphincter in a glistening sheen of boy-sweat. Jesse placed a prepared point in my hand. “It’s a small one,” he whispered. “At least to start.” "What the fuck is that?" Dalton whimpered. "Is that a fucking needle? Dude. What the fuck is going on?" “Listen, boy," I said with a growl, just as one of my fingers began a gentle circle around the perimeter of his twitching hole. "This whole experience will be much more pleasant if you just...surrender." He shook his head, pleading with me to stop, dude, just stop. Meanwhile, his dick grew thicker with every circle I made around that little fuckhole, and his piss-slit was already producing a thick glob of precum. I scooped up the seed leaking from his cock and, with a single finger, pushed it into his guts. His cock immediately sprayed his chest and stomach with a pulse of precum. He moaned like a good little whore, then tried to cover up the moans with growls of defiance -- until I plunged my finger back inside the warmth of his boyhole, causing him to melt into another deep, low, hungry moan. "Please stop, bro," he said, his mouth falling open slightly and his eyes fluttering as I pushed a second finger into his cunt. "I'm not into this." "We'll see about that," I said, my cock throbbing with anticipation as Jesse tied off Dalton's arm. I pulled my fingers out, savored the taste of his cunt on my hand, and practically drooled as I stared at the giant vein pulsing in the crook of his arm. "Now hold still, little fucker. If you keep thrashing around, you're gonna be in a world of hurt." We locked eyes for a moment. He shook his head again, and I countered with an aggressive nod. His eyes welled with tears. Then Dalton exhaled, long and low, as the tension drained from his body. "That's a good boy," I said. "That's a very, very good boy." Something strange happened in that moment: as I said the words "good boy," a tiny, mysterious smile crossed Dalton's face. Then, just as quickly, the smile vanished back into an anxious frown. He exhaled again. It was time. With a sweet little murmur of resignation, Dalton turned his attention to the sensations of his first slam: the tightness of the strap around his bicep, the sensation of my breath blowing gently across the surface of his skin, and the tiny sting of the needle sliding into the warmth and welcome of his vein.

Hey guys. I'm a total bottom guy. Twink body and have always been mostly hairless. Started shaving a while back and guys seem to like it. I'm getting into more feminine things and one guys suggested I get laser on to remove all the hair from my neck down. What do you guys think about this? Are skinny hairless white boys fuckable?

It's hard to believe that it is now 2015 and it has been two years since I moved to Amsterdam to live with Will after knowing him for only six weeks. We live in an apartment bang in the Centrum part of the city, just five minutes walk from the leather bars. I am now 20, he is 38 and I remember the night we met and the next few weeks like it was only yesterday. A few days after turning 18, I had an argument with my girl friend and we split up. I'd always known I liked men, so plucked up the courage to go to a gay bar. (As it turns out it's a well known bar for men into raunchy scenes, but I didn't know that at the time.) I stood outside for what seemed like hours, trying to get the courage to go in, but in reality it was only about 30 minutes. In that time, I counted 14 men who went in to the bar. After going through the doors, I quickly scanned the room and went straight to the bar. I felt like all the eyes were on me as I ordered a coke. I stood shaking on the inside and drank the coke in about 60 seconds. I had just finished the coke when someone behind me asked if I wanted another. I turned to decline the offer, but a stud of man was behind me and without knowing I would, I ended up saying “Yes, thanks.” He asked if it was my first time as I looked very nervous. I replied that it was my first time so he suggested that we go to the corner with our drinks and chat where I would feel more comfortable. He introduced himself as 'Will'. "Hi, Will. I'm Jake," I replied. Will explained that he was from Holland staying in a friend's house whilst doing some work. I could hardly look at Will because he was so stunning and had an aura of masculine sexuality. He was tall, dark, handsome and he had what looked like a rock hard body. I am, 5' 5", have a 27 inch waist, and have short dark blonde hair. In contrast to my slight build, I thought Will to be a man's man, and I was in heat. I noticed Will checking over my body and he turned the conversation to sex. He asked if I'd had sex with a man. "No, I haven't. I've just broken up with my girlfriend," I replied. "I'd love to have fun with you, and I know you won't be disappointed," was Will's reply. I hesitated replying and the next thing I knew, Will grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. I nearly shot there and then as I could feel a massive long hard cock. It felt like it must be at least nine inches. I looked at Will looking for words, but he knew just what to say: "I can see you like what I have for you." With that my hesitation disappeared in a second. "You wanna drop by my place for some fun?" Will asked. Naturally I agreed. During the cab ride back to Will's place, he had his hand on my leg and kept mine on his crotch and we were both boned the entire ride. When we got to his place he made drinks for us and he put on a porn DVD, which depicted two guys, one, the bottom, who was about my age, as he was getting fucked bareback by an older guy. The top eventually shot all over the bottom's ass before sliding back in. "We'll be more comfortable if we strip," Will suggested. I was trembling so bad I could hardly get my pants off, but not to worry. Will helped me. My cock was rock solid and popped against my belly as he pulled down my boxers. I knew Will was big, but when he pulled down his pants, I was stunned by how big he was. His cock was not only long but so thick. He was also uncut, had pulsing fat veins running down his entire cock shaft and he had massive low hanging balls. (I later found out his cock measured ten inches when hard, and about seven inches thick.) He smiled broadly, and suggested I have a feel. It was absolutely amazing, especially because there was a constant drool of pre cum hanging from the head. Will told me to sit on the edge of the bed so my face was level with his cock. He then put his hand behind my head and gently pulled me towards his cock, telling me to kiss it. I didn't need any more urging. Then he said for me to lick the head and taste the pre cum. Although I was still trembling, maybe even more than earlier, I did so and tasted him for the first time. Will bent over and kissed me, our lips covered in his pre cum. It was salty and so exciting to taste. "You like the taste?" he asked. "Yeah, it's great," I replied. "Good, you'll soon enjoy my pre cum lubing-up your ass," Will remarked. "No way, Will. Not only is that risky, but you are way too big.” Will just smiled, saying "That's not a problem." After a short time, Will sucked my cock gently as he knew how close I was to cumming and he didn't want me to do so. He turned me around and looked at my ass. He said it was one of the best he'd seen in ages. Will kissed my ass hole and shoved his tongue in. I never knew that could have felt so good and I groaned so loud and unexpectedly. Will had us all over the bed in various positions from kissing to sucking each other's cocks, but even I could see that he had more interest in my ass. It all worked to relax me and I noticed I was no longer trembling. Before long Will had me on my back, my legs over his shoulders, whilst he leaned over to kiss me. His body was so big compared to mine and it made me feel so safe under him. With his hand, Will rubbed some of his pre cum on my ass hole, fingering some into my ass. The sensation was amazing. Still I repeated myself "I really don't think I can handle your big dick, and in any event, certainly not without a condom." "That's okay. We don't have to fuck, but I just wanna slide my cock up and down your ass crack," Will commented, adding "I'm good at getting ass to relax, if only 'cause I've fucked hundreds, if not thousands of guys. So you know, practice makes perfect." He had me sniff what he later called poppers and it got me buzzing. As he kissed me, I could feel his cock slide between my cheeks. After each slide, he stopped for a few seconds when he pushed his dick head against my ass hole. He would gently push until I groaned in pleasure, then he'd pull back and recommence sliding against my ass. He kept kissing me telling me how good his cock felt against my ass. His cock was dripping huge amounts of pre cum. Each time he pushed his cock head against my ass hole, he left it there a bit longer. Although I was groaning, I told him I didn't want to be fucked. "Don't worry," Will said, "...you don't have to take me." After maybe five minutes, Will slowly pushed more firmly and I felt my ass opening. His huge cock head was half in. "I'll just leave it there for a few minutes before I pull out," Will commented, adding "You don't have to take any more. But I can feel my pre cum lubing-up your ass." He had me sniff more poppers and as he kissed me deep, I could feel him push further into my ass. I groaned again which seemed to encourage him more because he kept telling me how good I was doing and how hot my ass felt. All of a sudden, his head popped passed the first ring and it hurt like fuck. I asked him to stop and he said he'd hold it there for a bit until I got used to it. Will had me sniff more poppers and the pain did stop. He kept telling me again and again how good I was doing and I how my ass was making his cock pulse more pre cum into my ass. I was getting to like the idea of thinking his dick was part inside me and that he liked me so much to fuck me, Slowly he slid further in. No joking, it felt like an arm inside me. All the time I knew I should ask him to stop but I was liking it too much. Every few seconds Will slid further and further into me and every inch made me feel more and more pleased that he liked me so much to do this. Eventually, I felt I could not take any more and when I reached back I could still feel several inches of his cock on the outside. Will was whispering how good his cock felt inside me and how he was going to make love to me and cum in me. He slowly started pulling back until his dick head nearly popped out. He then pushed back in. This went on for sometime, but each time he picked up the pace. He was kissing and telling me he could feel his pre cum leaking into me, making it easier to slide. Will asked if I wanted him to stop. By that time I was enjoying it so much I said no way and and that I wanted him to fuck me. He said he was going to cum in me and all I could say was “yessssssssss shoot in me”. That got him going and he started fucking me even harder. He started breathing real fast and all of a sudden yelled as he was shooting. I felt his cock pulse six times as his ropes of cum shot deep in my ass. He lay on top of me, cock still inside. I realised then from the cum on my stomach, that I had shot when he did and I was amazed that the fucking was so wild, I didn't even realise. When his cock softened, it slowly slipped out and I felt empty without him. Will told me to lie on my stomach so his cum stayed put inside me. He said it was rude not to keep a guy's cum in my ass after he had fucked it there. He got up and had me lick and kiss his cock which by then had gone to its normal seven flaccid inches. I could taste my own ass on his cock and drops of cum still leaking from his cock. It was so hot. Will fucked me all night and shot in me another two times. Next morning my ass was sore and the bed was covered in dry cum that had dripped out my ass. Before we got up Will fucked me again, giving me his fourth load. We swapped numbers and I visited his place the next two nights when he again fucked his loads into me. On the third night I turned up, there were two guys who, Will explained, were waiting to meet me. It turned out they weren't actually Will's friends, but were fellow barebackers who he had met on line. Of course they liked to top ass. So all three of them raw fucked me, but that's a story for next time.

You think guys on the site would be cool letting a hungry t girl swallow their loads? Or can anybody suggest some sites That might welcome a hungry cocksucker? I'm in the same person I just have tits now

Thanks for all the feedback. Great motivation to continue the next chapter.

I did think about ''hair pulling'' as I wrote my comment above, but forgot to mention it. Good boy for bringing it along with choking to attention.

I like doggie a lot as a top and probably when I bottom but done little of that recently, also in doggie I can give the btm an add-on position turning away from the hole I bend over and insert cock the position can also be used to fuck bum-to-bum both top and btm in doggie position this variation also well-works the btms G-spot. Have to say missionary is enjoyable but more athletic for the top also a good G-spot working for the btm, if you have a mattress in a room corner I can from a standing position drag the btm under me into arse-up me against the walls corner, a good standing position variation on missionary and a workout for the top and the btm still gets a good slamming...

Any position as long if it isn't awkward for him to stick it in my ass.

That’s why I only hit on silver daddies with a leather harness on and 0 gauge nipple rings. Way less chance of the conversation turning “awkward”.

Hot! I learned years ago that a lot of athletes have piss stains in their jockstrap. They drizzle sometime while running around the field. Also sometimes they get excited and pre-cum into the supporter. So you have sweat, cum, piss and pubic hair in most jockstraps. My first notice was a roommate who was joking and threw his jock and it hit me in the face. It smelled of piss and sweat and I got hard unbeknownst to him. I was hooked and in heaven and began sniffing his jockstrap and underwear that he wore to the clubs or beach. It made me cum buckets.

In clubs and real-life situations, I’ve found that so far, at least, age has made little difference. I keep myself in as good a shape as possible, and I’ve been pleasantly surprised how many young guys are actually attracted to older guys and seek them out. Strangely enough, though, I‘ve also noticed that although I get plenty of attention from 20-somethings, I have less success with guys in their 30s and 40s. I guess for them, I’m just not hitting the right ‘Daddy’ buttons. Or perhaps for some of them, I’m just too close in age for comfort: they see what they are about to become in just a few years time, and run for the hills! One thing is for sure, though: camera phones and web-cams are no friends to the over 40’s. They seem to pick up and emphasize every wrinkle, every age spot, every flaw- as well as adding at least one extra chin to the subject’s face. It’s bad enough trying to take and select a good profile pic, but this latest craze for verifying your pics with a quick video call is a nightmare: after being instantly blocked on more than one occasion, I refuse to engage with it now.

When fucking or probing the prostate, then yes, crank up that volume whether gagged up or not; moan, and scream the fucking place down if you so desire, especially in secluded outdoor areas.

I want to see the full process of insertion, whether it's a slow push or a brutal one-stroke slam to the hilt. I don't know why studios so often cut from suck to mid-fuck.

Thats a really inviting gash of a mancunt

Great fucking story dude

What precisely are you struggling with in regards to being HIV Positive; is it money, shame, access to opportunities what exactly? I'm confused a bit as to your disdain for your status, and yet your screen name/handle says quite the contrary. Drugs/ ART(antiretroviral therapy) can cost, but depending on where you're living, there are support structures available for those who cannot afford it and thus provide your ART for free. Being Infected with a Sexually transmitted infection isn't a glorifying thing. However, as a coping mechanism people (read each of us as an individual) may choose to embrace this with any form of emotional/psychological solace they may need. So, if someone feels pride in it, in order to accept or cope with their situation, then is that not a good thing? As for glorification, well, that depends on each user's reason for being on this particular website - just wanna get off or learn something about themselves, or others.... I think you're hurting and you've every right in being upset. You cannot wish what cannot be put back in time. Time only moves forward. If it did go backwards, I'd be constantly changing my underwear.... Human Immune Virus is a virus, not unlike covid-19 just needs a bridge to pass from one host to another whether it be intentional or not. You may have made some unconscious decisions or you made some conscious decisions. You cannot change them, but don't hate yourself for these decisions. Maybe you didn't have enough information before this outcome, and that's unfortunate. It's good that you felt safe enough here on this site to vent your frustrations. I have a general disdain for non-centrist conservatives /republicans and Trump-minded folks. I vent it elsewhere. Everyone's response is going to be subjective based on their experience with this STI. Maybe some day in the future, this won't be a subject for discussion. For now, it still is. I hope that you can hang around and share/elaborate more on your experience.

In London 2017, went parTying all night and then the next day I stepped into CumUnion with 4 loads inside me. Sucked off a guy before the basement was open and had him starting to fuck me. We then go told off to not have sex upstairs. As the basement opened we went to back and placed me on the bed. He fucked me and I asked him to be my first load. He came after 5min and that was the start of something crazy. Every guy just started breeding me one after one another. And quick some guys were done in 40seconds. It just went on in just over half an our I had 20 loads in there (including the onces I had entering the place). I was so sloppy that I couldn't get fucked anymore and decent sized dick just fllt out. Only the HUGE dicks staying in my hole. So I went to be bathroom took some semen out. It had to be done, coz some of guys started to take more time to breed, coz it was just sliding and not tight anymore. But in went in straight for round two. When I left the bar I had been bred with 45 loads in there since the morning started. Definitely my hottest experience EVER. They just used me for my hole. When I was leaving some of the guys were talking about that absolute cumdump slut on the bed. And when I joined the convo they didn't even realize it was me, hahaha. Genuinely can't want for CumUnion to return to London. 10/10

bareback pigs make me so fucking horny

For a large part of my 20 years of barebacking, my preference has been to keep it in. I've always really been grateful to the top for breeding me especially since he could have bred any number of holes and tried to keep it in as long as possible. And, I think tops really appreciate a bottom who wants to incubate their babies as long as possible. In the last couple of years felching and cumplay seem to have become more popular so there have been times I've pushed the load out to feed a cum hungry fag. Or even to snowball. Often that involves the breeding top or he's watching someone else felch it out of me. Then there are instances in which there was no concern that the load was even going to drip out. Had a 10" top that would bury his loads (he came anywhere from 6-7 times in each session) past my second ring. His loads were buried so deep that I never even got the feeling of something wanting to be let out. It just stayed deep inside me. He would refer to his loads as his babies and sometimes even follow up the next day to see if I was still carrying them. OINK!

Travel Adventure Part 2 (continuation) In a fluid motion Bob had slid down behind me and placed his hands on my ass cheeks, spreading and kneading them so he could get a better look at my hole. I heard him making a guttural growl as he slowly leaned in, moving his face closer and closer to my open bottom. Soon I felt his lips kiss my butthole as I simultaneously felt the vibrations from his vocal chords as he continued to growl and moan while pushing his tongue inside. I knew then that I would let Bob do whatever he wished with my body, and I began to push my eager ass back into his probing orifice to let him know I was at his command. I felt him darting his tongue in-and-out of my anus in quick stabbing motions and felt my ass-pucker begin to loosen up from his ministrations...I also felt how wet I was becoming as his saliva coated my pulsing entryway. He pulled his tongue out and took a big breath using his nose to smell my sex, then he continued to growl as he nibbled on my ass cheeks and then further up along my spine. I raised my bottom in hopes I would feel him enter me soon, though it was clear he was in no hurry. He pushed my head forward towards his Adonis friend who was sitting on the couch immediately in front of where I was positioned and so I found myself looking up at the smoothest model of a man I had ever seen. His cock was now fully erect and throbbing up and down as he looked me directly in the eyes with his steely blues. I could see his stomach muscles against his skin and his smooth face and full lips as he began to slide down in front of me. I felt butterflies as I reached forward and then he touched my face and guided my mouth onto his cock. I opened my lips and his member slid into my mouth effortlessly, as if a key entering a lock. We both moaned in unison and he began moving his hips faster, causing his erect penis to glide in and out of my hungry orifice. As I took his smooth cock all the way into my mouth I could feel that Bob had pushed his pelvis fully against my ass so that his cock-head was now at my rear entryway. Rather than thrust, Bob patiently worked my ass cheeks back and forth and spread them open and closed, which caused my hole to open further so that his cock head adjusted inside my ass effortlessly. The sensation was sublime and my entire body was in ecstasy. Just then young Adonis grabbed my head firmly and thrust his cock deep and fast into my throat while exclaiming he was coming. I sucked him in as far as I could and felt his cock begin to pulse and throb as his semen filled my mouth. I swallowed as much as necessary but kept some in my mouth to savor when he pulled out and slapped his cock across my face, along with a few threads of cum. He then quickly hoisted himself up and out from in front of me. When Adonis moved away, my arm that was on his torso was displaced leaving me a little unstable. I then felt Bob’s torso swiftly slide across my back as he pushed his cock deep in my ass while reaching under me with his arm to support me from behind by hugging my chest. He was essentially spooning me while I was on all fours, with his hips pivoting like a hinge while his big cock sensually slid in-and-out of my hungry hole. He was thrusting deeper each time and I was beginning to push back in time, which made me moan and made his growls louder. Then he grabbed my hips and thrust his cock forward with force and I could feel his balls slap against mine, letting me know that his manhood was all the way inside me. He began to move side-to-side and I could feel just how deep his cock was, and that he had made it further than I had ever been penetrated. He said “baby, I’m all the way in your second ring and it feels so good”. I was so turned on by the way he was fucking me that I could only moan and whimper, begging him "fuck me daddy". I was now his to use as he wished…I found I was repeatedly telling him that my ass was his as I focused on the pleasure from his cock as it thrust and pulsed deep inside me. He leaned further over me pushing me down until I was prone on the floor with legs spread and ass raised. He started to grind into me with his balls doing a semi-circle around my caressing asshole, and then taking a few deep, long strokes before grinding again. He then brought his lips to my ear and asked if I wanted him to breed me. “Fuck yes, shoot inside me!” I begged shamelessly. “You ready for me to put my seed deep inside you boy?” he asked in a deep, guttural voice. “Take me now!” I shouted as I pushed my ass back against him as hard as possible. He finally replied “You’re mine now boy!” Then I felt him rear back and thrust even harder and deeper into me while his cock exploded inside my belly, gushing his seed and filling me completely. In and out he continued to thrust with loud grunts and a load so huge it was leaking out of my dick-filled ass even as he continued to fuck me. After what seemed like forever and not long enough at the same time, he thrust one final time all the way, planting his cock deep inside my ass while he wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me tight in to him. I didn’t think it could get any better but then I felt his cock flex deep inside me then collapsed on top of me, which cause me to shake and buck my hips back into him while my sperm shot onto the floor beneath me. He lifted his head after a bit and leaned down so he could kiss my lips and I accepted his probing tongue eagerly. Just then I heard the front door open and close and I see my old buddy Mark walking over to us. He unzipped his jeans, pulled out his now hardening cock and started stroking and said “I see you’ve met my roommate Bob”. -To Be Continued-

A guy fucked me in a park when I was 17, it may have been my first fuck. Afterwards, when he threw the condom away, he turned to me with a smile and said I should bring my own condoms... my hole was very wet all the way home and I wondered why....

I prefer bare but have no issues with gloves can be sexy in right context. Nitrile gloves are the best.

A glove is a condom on the hand....not happening!

Part Nine Leaving me with a throbbing hard on, “What the fuck is that kid doing to me?” I asked myself. It wasn't hard to have the guys set up a COD night. I ordered pizza and buffalo wings, a bunch of beer, coke and one 2 liter of Mountain Dew. I opened it up and slipped enough GHB to make him feel like he was completely wasted. I tightened it back up and made sure that no one was to touch it. I set up the camera in my room and made sure there was room in my closet for Sammy to watch this go down. Finally I out one hit of Molly in my pocket, so there was no time lost looking for it. A quarter to seven they knocked on the door and I felt my dick stir when I opened it and saw Eli up close. He was taller than Sammy, maybe 6'3” in sneakers with an unruly mop of hair that was too long for him. His face was cute in a Shaggy from Scooby Doo kind of way, his face was tanned from practicing in the sun and a light sprinkling of freckles danced across the bridge of his nose. His t shirt hung off of him, making him look like a scarecrow until you got down to his legs. His legs were fucking sex. Hard thighs, huge calves and a tan that made me want to see where it ended. All in all he was one of those super cute, skater looking guys that wander around all college campuses. The only difference is that his siblings were fucking Greek gods and everyone knew it. I assumed this was how that one Hemsworth brother felt, two brothers that were liquid sex and then him, who would have been handsome in any other family but was now just the normal one. Eli was the normal one and he knew it. “Hey man, come on in,” I said nodding him by. Sam walked in behind him with a bratty smile on his face that made me want to either smack him or kiss him. Or both. I watched Eli's ass as he headed over to there the guys was, I was going to enjoy eating that out. “We good?” Sammy asked me. I nodded, “The closet is empty, when he gets woozy go hide so you can watch.” He was cupping his cock through his shorts and I shook my head, “Focus. Remember, this is about control, not just sex.” He nodded and tried to look serious, but it wasn't working. I headed over to the TV where the guys were choosing the teams. I sat down and watched, waiting for my time. Once they had teams they came up with a list of order and as I had requested, Eli was one of the last ones to play. As the first two guys went at it he walked over to me, “Anything to drink?” “There's pizza and wings over there and all the drinks are in the fridge.” He nodded and wandered off. A few moments later his head popped around the corner “Hey, is this Mountain Dew fair game?” “Dude no one here drinks that, someone bought it by mistake, it's all yours.” He smiled, “Sweet.” Sweet indeed. He came and sat down next to Sammy and me with a plate full of molten spice wings and his two liter. “Love these wings,” he said biting into the first one, “John and him don't like spicy foods,” he gestured at Sammy. “There's no taste, it's just fucking hot!” Eli grinned and took a huge swig off his two liter, “I know, that's what's good about it.” I pulled out a joint, “You wanna spark with us?” Eli nodded as he kept eating, “Hell yeah.” I lit it and passed it to Sammy first, “This is strong shit though, so be warned.” Sammy took a long drag and then passed it to Eli. “I candle my smoke,” he said, taking an even longer one, just to outdo his little brother. This guy was so predictable. He passed it back to me and went back to devouring his wings, taking a drink after each one. By the time the joint came back around to him again he was buzzed. “Whoa,” he said taking a small hit, “You weren't kidding about this shit.” “Told you, it's medicinal.” It was nothing of the sort, but he didn't need to know that. “Fuck...” he said, almost dropping the joint. “Dude, thought you could hold your smoke,” I said taking it away from him. “Me too,” he said, his words slurring slightly. “How much have you eaten today?” I asked sounding concerned. He held up his plate. “Fuck man, here, take this.” I pulled the molly out and put it in his hand. “Whas this?” “Super B complex and caffeine, it's a super booster man.” He just nodded and popped it into his mouth and took another swig. I waited as he swayed on his seat, his plate of food falling off his lap. “Whoa!” I said grabbing the plate off the carpet, “Ok man, you're blitzed.” He just giggled. “Ok, come on man,” I said putting an arm under his shoulder and helping him up, “You can go lie down until your turn is ready.” “My drink...” he said as I walked him towards the stairs. “It's cool man, I'll bring it up later.” “K...” he said as I walked him up to my room. “Your weed is too strong..” he said as walked him into my room and laid him down on my bed. “I tried to warn you man, we like our smoke hard around here.” “Fuck it's hot in here...” “No it ain't man, it's just you.” It wasn't just him, it was the space heater I had on but again, things he didn't need to know. “Here, take your shirt off.” I pulled his shirt up and he raised his hand as I peeled it off. And marveled at the body of Eli Parker. Where Sammy worked out and it showed, Eli literally had no body fat whatsoever. His metabolism must be off the charts because he looked like he had a god damned ten pack. His muscles were all solid and toned like nothing I had ever seen before. He sighed a little bit as I had taken his shirt off which meant the Molly was kicking in. “Dude,” I said feeling his abs, “You're fucking ripped.” He gave a little moan from my touch and then gave, “Thanks man...lots of soccer.” “Still hot?” I asked and all he did was nod. “Here,” I said pulling his shoes and socks off, “Lift your ass up.” “Huh?” he asked looking up as I tugged his shorts off, leaving him in just pair of white, Hugo Boss briefs. “Feel better?” He laid his head back down and nodded. I turned off the heater with my foot and whistled in admiration “Your calves are amazing.” I was feeling his legs up with abandon, all I got from him were sighs of contentment. “That feel good?” I asked, tracing up his thigh. He nodded with a huge smile on his face. He was hard but I avoided his groin and moved up his abs again. He arched his back, pressing upwards into my touch. When I got to his fat nipples I gave one a tweak and was instantly rewarded with a lustful moan. “Noooo.....” he said, not trying to remove my hand at all, “Tooo sensitive...” “Oh is that a Parker thing, you all have delicate nipples,” I said as I pulled on both of them at once. He bucked again as he whined in pleasure. “You think John has sensitive nipples?” I asked, moving up to his ear, “You think you could make him scream like this?” The thought of having something over John was a huge turn on for him and he groaned as I licked around the edge of his ear. “Ohh......fuck....”he intoned, moving his head to the side to give me more access. “That one of your spots?” I asked in a whisper. He nodded and I stuck my tongue into his ear, making him scream as he pushed my head further into him. I moved down his neck and he began to make sounds close to a purr as I nibbled lightly. “No....no marks...” he pleaded. “Shhhh...” I said putting a finger over his mouth, “No one knows what were doing.” He seemed to calm down and I slipped my finger into his mouth as I went back to his neck. His tongue swirled around it and I knew this kid was horny as fuck. I moved down to his chest, taking each nipple into my mouth and biting it softly, making him squeal each time. He was fully hard now, his cock straining at his briefs like a dolphin trying to breach the water. I cupped it and he pushed into my hand, I moved quickly back to his ear. “Uh oh, someone is hard.” He raised his head and looked down at his hard cock and then laughed. “You liking this bud?” He nodded. I put my hand over his dick again and his eyes closed for a moment before he shook his head, “No....no....not a fag.” “Dude I ain't one either....you're the one who's hard.” I rubbed him through the thin material again and he groaned in response. “Look man, I'm not into guys but I'll help you out, you know bro to bro?” He looked like he was resisting the option so I nibbled on his ear again as I rubbed his hard on. “Oh shitttt......” he whined as he pushed into my hand again, smearing precum all over the front of his underwear. “It'll just between us ok, no one has to know. Bro to bro.” I stopped rubbing him and he whimpered. He looked over to me, “No one?” “No one.” “Not gay though...” “Just bro stuff....” I assured him. He was silent. “You want me to help?” Eyes still closed he nodded. “Take off your underwear.” I know Sammy was watching so I wanted him to see how important it was to make the guy do these things himself, so later he can't say he had no control. He reached down and pulled them off, tossing them to the floor. His cock was nice, a solid seven and half inches of beef. A respectable length any guy would kill for, any guy who wasn't a Parker. He knew he was the runt of the litter when it came to cocks, so the key here was to fluff his ego up, making him that much more receptive to my advances. “Dude nice cock,” I said gripping it and slowly tugging on it. “Fuc......thanks.....” “I mean it, you're huge,” I said, pretending to weigh his dick in my hand. “You should see my brother's....” “Sammy have a big cock?” I asked, stroking him. “Huge...he used to come downstairs in just undies on and his cock was thick as fuck.” As he was talking I was stroking him harder, licking his ear, getting him to equate Sammy with sex. “You just stare at it?” He nodded, “I'd kill for that cock.” I let the obvious double entendre go. “Ever see him fuck someone?” I asked, gripping him harder. “Yeah...fuck.....oh....no....but I know he has.” “Your little brother tears up pussy I bet.” He groaned, “Yeah...if I had that dick I would....oh yeah...that feels good.” “Can you imagine Sammy's huge cock fucking someone?” “Yeah...” he hissed as I rubbed the tip of his dick. “You ever jack him off?” “Wha? No!” he said vehemently. “Can't you imagine though, that thick ass cock in your hand...what it must feel like to stroke that?” I was stroking him as I talked. “I...I....He stammered. “Just feeling the flesh move up and down his shaft, I mean I bet that feels fucking boss.” He sighed, “Yeah...it would....” I stopped stroking him and got off the bed, he looked up at me confused. I tore my shirt off and kicked my shorts off, standing naked next to the bed. He was staring at my cock. I'm not one to brag but I have a thick eight inches that is a bulldog kid of member. My head is huge and it intimidates anyone who sees it. “Like that?” I asked, moving on to the bed with him. “You're huge,” he said in awe. “I'm ok here feel...” I moved his hand over my dick and at first he did nothing. Then, as if in a dream, he began to stroke me slowly, his eyes glued to mu piece the whole time. “Yeah, see that's a big cock right?” He nodded, licking his lips. “Hey, I know what will feel good,”I said pulling my dick from his grasp. I knelt between those fucking thick legs and licked the length of his dick. “Ohh.....shit.....” “Feel better right?” I asked, and then went back to licking. “Fuck yeah, that is....oh yeah....” I put my head around his head and he went wild. He was bucking his cock up as I slathered my tongue all around it. He grabbed my head and was just losing his shit. I popped up, pretending I was out of breath. “What the fuck man?” I exclaimed. “S-sorry....I was just...it felt so good.” “It's supposed to, here, your turn.” I moved up and straddled his chest, putting my dick near his face. “I'm not going to suck you...” I reached back and stoked his hard cock, “Come on man, bro to bro. I did you, now you do me.” He was staring at my dick like it was a cobra, “You'll do me again?” I nodded. His tongue darted out and licked the tip of my head and I made a sound like it felt good. He licked again and I pushed forward, sliding my dick into his mouth. It first he did nothing but as I played with his dick he slowly started to swirl his tongue as he had with my finger. “Yeah, suck my cock. You like that big dick? You like seeing a man's cock?” He moaned around my shaft as my words penetrated his mind. “Come on, show me how to treat a man's cock. A big cock. A real cock.” His tongue sped up and I could tell the demeaning words were getting to him. Like most guys, on some level they wanted to be degraded, they wanted to be pushed down. It was a hierarchy thing that none of us understood, but right now Eli knew I had the bigger cock so I was the bigger man. And he was worshiping the bigger man. I let him work me over for a while before I pulled my cock back, his tongue fell out of his mouth, trying to follow it. “Yeah you like that?” I said, still straddling over him. He nodded, his face flush. “Lick my balls,” I said moving them over his mouth, “Worship them...” His tongue reached up and started to lick the underside of my balls. His hands gripped the sides of my waist as he steadied me, giving himself better access. “Clean them good, show me how you worship big dicks, the kind of dick you wish you had.” He licked faster. “Right? That's it right, you want a cock like this?” He nodded and said, “Fuck yeah!” I grabbed the top of his head and pushed it back, “Fuck yeah, sir.” Our eyes locked and I could tell we'd hit a barrier. He was defiant about this, and was about to resist. I slapped his face with my cock, “Feel that, feel that dick.” the slaps were loud as fuck and his eyes closed each time, “You feel that fucking cock boy?” He nodded. “Answer me boy!” He opened his eyes and looked at me. I pointed my cock at his mouth, “You want this dick?” With a defeated tone he sighed, “Please sir, let me suck your dick.” He opened up as I started to facefuck him hard. He held on for dear life, his tongue trying to pleasure me but soon he realized, he wasn't a active participant in this, I didn't need him to do anything to get off. He wasn't a partner in this. He was my cum receptacle. “I'm gonna shoot...” I said, feeling my balls start to churn. He tried to push me off him but I wasn't moving. “Gonna shoot a man's load down your throat, gonna fucking drown you.” He kept struggling and I grabbed his throat and he stopped moving. “Do not swallow. Do not spit it out. Hold it on your tongue, you hear me?” He looked up, scared as hell. “You hear me?” He nodded as I felt my head pulse. “Fucking eat my cum cocksucker.” He moaned as I shot into his mouth, it was a pretty good load and he choked a little as cum spilled out the corners of his mouth. I slowly pulled my member out and laid down next to him. “Open up, show me.” He opened his mouth and it was one of the most erotic things I had ever seen. This straight, soccer playing virgin showing me my load on his tongue, begging for me to let him swallow. “Good boy, what a fucking stud,” I said leaning in to kiss him as I began to stroke his cock again. He moaned and kissed me back, my cum coating both of our mouths. The way he writhed under me, I knew that this boy was going to be easier to break than I thought.

It was late and Jon had yet to cum, he just rubbed his shriveled-up dick and moaned. I text a cock sucker down the street that I use often to come and suck his dick and went in and gave Jon a shot of Trimix in his penis and soon his dick would be a full mast. Zack a cute 26 year old with sandy brown hair and a thin body and the greatest mouth let himself in and found Jon, he picked up his dick still not hard but it was leaking and he licked and sucked him and sucked on his dick and soon had Jon worked to full erection. He sucked him for ten minutes and Jon fired off a huge load down Zack’s mouth and Zach pulled off and smiled after swallowing. Zach went back to sucking and within five minutes he shot off another load. Zack slide off his short and lubed up his hole and then grabbed Jon’s dick and lubed it up and soon Zack was on the bed and sliding down on Jon’s dick and he rode him for 15 minutes and Jon shot yet another load in him. Zack leaned down and kissed Jon and then rode him some more hoping to get another load out of him but Jon was spent and after another 20 minutes Zack jacked his dick and shot all over Jon’s chest while he rode Jon till he sank all the way down on Jon’s dick as he caught his breath. Zack pulled off and went to the bathroom to clean up and then got dressed and left. I hit up Andy and asked him if he wanted Jon for the weekend or longer. I did not hear back from for an hour by that time I had Jon showed and dressed and I was going to drop him off in front of his apartment. Andy emailed back and asked if he should come pick him up? I want him for as long as I can have him, Andy wrote. He had given me his number in a previous email, so I text him and asked for his address to drop off Jon and I headed to the car with Jon. Minutes later I pulled up in front of Andy’s apartment and he came out and I helped Jon into his arms, and he walked him up the stairs and turned to me and said Thank You! I text Andy when I got back to the car that I wanted to hear all about what went on and if turned Jon into his boyfriend. I on the other hand went out in search of my next convert to turn into a pig bottom slut. The special ones like Jon do not come around every night, but I was hopeful another would this weekend. I hit my favorite bare and drank and waited for a young dude worthy to walk in. I spend a few hours playing cat and mouse with some young dudes, but they all seemed to eager and I like it a little lass ready to be a bottom. Jon was just my type. The night ended in a bust, but I did get an email from Andy. I think I love this guy, I fucked him twice already and gave him two loads and invited two more buddies over and they came inside him too. He said, by the way, until he converts, he only gets poz loads. I text him back that he was in good hands and that I hoped he would make a great boyfriend for Jon. He texts back that they are dating, he got Jon to say he loved him in his drugged-up state. Andy went on to tell me he kept him tweaked up and high since I dropped him off. He had a group of ten buddies most of whom had never been on drugs of any kind and recently pozzed up. Few older guys whose drug therapy had failed and were taking a break from meds. He said he kept a steady flow of guys in breeding him and DP his ass and a handful of them, three of the younger guys and two of the older guys loved fisting his ass. I text him back and told him thanks for the update and that I was happy for him. Hard to find a good bottom these days and you generally must train one. Glad I could help you get yours. It reminded me I needed to try to find my next lucky bottom guy so I decided I would head out to a few of my favorite spots and see if any young dumb college boys were hanging around.

Part Two We were a few minutes into Fortnite and I could see him start to relax. “So baseball huh?” He nodded as he fired, “Shortstop.” “Nice, that's a tough position to play.” He shrugged as he killed a player, “I'm not bad.” “So you have to be super popular right?” He shrugged again, “I gotta a lot of friends.” “Girlfriends?” He looked over and smiled at me, “A few.” I wasn't surprised but I made a big deal about it, “Dude, you a player?” “I like keeping my options open,” he said taking another hit, “How much pussy you get?” I lifted my shirt to show my abs and grinned, “Dude I'm starting attacker, I'm beating them off with a stick.” He gazed at my torso and then looked away, “Nice abs.” “Lemme see yours.” He looked at me with a loopy smile and pulled his shirt off. God damn I was right, this kid was perfect. He had nice pecs and a fucking eight pack with deep, defined cuts. His nipples were dark, quarter sized and begging to be bitten. “Jesus dude,” I exclaimed truthfully, “Can I touch?” He nodded and I ran my fingers up his abs and then to his pecs. He closed his eyes for a moment and I knew the joint was kicking in. I tweaked his nipple and his eyes flew open as he gasped. “Don't man! They're super fucking sensitive.” “Oh really?” I said with an evil smile. He nodded and I could see the unfocused gaze in his eyes, “Yeah....my girl knows I'll do anything once they start getting tweaked.” He was feeling no pain. “Anything?” I said reaching out and giving them a twist. He let out a moan and tried to swat my hands away, “Come on man...” His eyes were barely open and his hand just fell to his side. “You said anything...” I said pinching them again. He whimpered and I saw him stick his chest out, just begging for more. “Come on man...” he whined. I leaned in and licked one and he gasped, “What the...” I nibbled on it and he moaned and his protests fell flat. I moved over to the other nipple and he just kept making noises that might have been words but I wasn't sure. I went back to tweaking them with my hands as I moved up and nibbled on his neck. He threw his head back and stopped fighting it. I moved up to his ear and he squealed a little. “What are you...” he slurred as pressed my mouth to his. At first nothing, he just laid there but as I moved a hand over his crotch he responded with a moan, which allowed me slip my tongue in. His cock started to harden in his shorts and as it did he began to kiss back. I don't even think he knew what was going on any more, he was just enjoying it. I couldn't believe what I was feeling, his cock got bigger and bigger under my touch until it seemed massive. I broke the kiss and opened his shorts, he was just lying there, drool at the corner of his mouth. “Lift your hips up Sammy,” I said pulling them down. Like a good little boy he raised his ass as I slipped his shorts and boxer briefs down. A fucking man's cock slipped free and slapped his abs with a solid thud. I looked on with amazement, this high school kid had a cock bigger than mine! It was easily nine inches and too thick to wrap my hand around, I know because it was the first thing I did. “Ohhh....” he moaned, eyes still closed, as I stroked the length of him. Jesus Christ he was hot. His pubes were trimmed neat and I could see his balls were smooth as a baby's bottom. He had a deep tan line that told me he had spent most of the summer in nothing but swimming shorts. “Jesus you're fucking huge,” I said out loud. He smiled and nodded, “It's a family thing...” he muttered. “Your brothers are hung too?” With slurred speech he said “Parker family tradition...” and then trailed off. I leaned down and licked the huge purple head and he groaned and thrust into my mouth. “Yeah....suck my cock...” He had no idea who he was talking to...he just wanted to feel good. I could make him feel good. His cock filled my mouth as I tried to go down as far as possible. His hands weakly gripped the sides of my head as he tried to face fuck me. He was a leaker, a steady flow of precum filled my mouth as I worshiped this kid's horse cock. He got into it, bucking his hips like a bronco as my tongue tried to swirl around his shaft. I let it slip out of my mouth and the wet slap of his cock against his shredded abs was as erotic as fuck. I licked the underside for a while and then moved down to his balls. They were bigger than fucking eggs so I took one in my mouth and swirled it around. He moaned ever louder as I relished the smooth skin. I moved to the other and he was just crying out in pleasure and I slathered him with my spit. He was in heaven and didn't give a fuck who I was. Grabbing the sides of his muscular thighs I pulled them apart and leaned him back some, exposing that perfect baseball ass. I don't know if you've ever fucked a baseball player but let me inform you, they have the best asses. Hard, tight melons of pure muscle with just enough meat to jiggle. I loved baseball players and knew I was going to take my time with this ass. I licked under his balls and his moans stopped. As I moved down and assaulted his perineum he let out a low growl that told me I was the first one to do this to him. He tried to grab my head but I was leaning him back farther and farther in the bean bag, exposing his ass to the air. Spreading his cheeks I could see hit tight little pink hole looking back at me, dying to be broken. As I started licking around the outside he let out a lustful, “What are you doooooing to me?” As I got closer to his hole I could see his pucker tighten up, a reflex that most straight men had. I pushed my tongue into the center and felt the resistance stop me. “No...no don't...” he panted, his words slurring badly. Reaching up I tweaked his nipples and he let out an excited chirp and his hole opened in reflex. And my tongue dove in. There was aborted squeak from him as I pushed my way into his virgin ass. His hole was fighting the feelings he was experiencing, it would clench shut and then open fully, allowing me deeper entrance, which caused him to resist again. We fought like this for about a minute before he let out a sigh and his hole relaxed completely. My whole tongue violated his ass and he let out a moan of complete pleasure. He wasn't the first start jock I had tongue fucked, now that he stopped fighting me I need him to want it, crave it. I don't want to brag but I had a pretty talented tongue. The girls and guys I had eaten out had complimented my on the length and strength of my tongue and from the sounds little Sammy was making he was enjoying it too. He had moved from fighting to allowing to actually pushing back into the invader as I pushed his legs apart wider to get just a quarter inch more access. He was babbling mess, this fucking pretty straight jock was begging me to tongue fuck him blindly and we had just started. I stopped and lowered his legs and he gave me a panicked look for a moment until he felt my finger push into him. His mouth opened in shock and I leaned in and kissed him hard. Again I don't think he even knew what was happening, that I was a guy or anything. All he knew was pleasure so he went with it. The walls of his ass fluttered around my finger as he kissed me back. I could hear the sloshing from my spit and slid a second finger into him. He moaned into my mouth as I pushed deeper into him, looking for the key to our next adventure. My fingertip moved over his prostate and his ass clenched as his tongue went nuts in my mouth. I stopped kissing him as I started to just pound his joy button with my hands. “W-what....no....ohmygod...what are you....oh harder...” I smiled as he went from concerned to shocked to rapture in a moment of seconds. I slid my fingers out and said, “Push out...” I shoved three into him and he stopped breathing as his ass tried to cope with the girth. He looked like he was going to complain when I rubbed two fingers over his spot and he just relaxed and practically purred. “Yeah...oh....yeah there....” he panted as I drilled him hard. His huge cock was spitting precum all over his abs as it twitched every time I hit him. He was too out of it to stroke himself off, he was just delirious with all the new sensation he was feeling. Once I felt no resistance at all from three fingers I knew it was time. I slipped my shorts off with one hand as I kept finger fucking him. My cock was bobbing in front of me, begging for some fun. I slowly removed my fingers and he hissed and then let out a plaintive moan. I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed some lotion and slathered up my cock. “You like that?” I asked, moving over him. He gave me a stupid smile and he nodded. I raised his ass again and pressed my cock to his hole. “This is going to feel even better,” I said as I lowered his ass. He slowly pressed down onto my cock, the head cresting at his tight, little opening. “Wait...wait...” he said panicked. His eyes were wide open and he was clawing at my chest, “Wait...no....what are you...” I gripped his cock and started to stroke him which caused him to moan and lose concentration for a moment. The head of my cock popped into him and he gasped as I just stayed still. “No...no...you're....don't...you're in me...” he whined. I kept stroking him as I tweaked his left nipple. His eyes closed and he just groaned as he slid another inch down my cock. “Uhhh....” he whimpered as he kept sliding further down on my cock. I felt his ass cheeks hit my pubes and I knew I was balls deep in this kid. “W-wait...” he pleaded as I pulled slowly back. Instead of answering I just trust forward. He grunted and then let out a sultry moan as his cock twitched. I pulled back again and waited before thrusting into him. Again he grunted and then sighed, and I knew I was hitting him where I needed to. I began to piston into him and he began to moan, his head thrashing back and forth. I made sure to push up with my end thrust, making sure the head of my dick hit him squarely where it counted. His cock was rock hard as I began to fuck him hard, his hands that had been on my chest trying to stop me moved to my shoulders as he hung on. I spread his long legs and just went for it as he began to just whimper with each push. “W-w-hhhattt....” he asked as his cock bobbed back and forth. “You like that Sammy? You like that cock?” He shook his head as I slammed him again and again, he was saying no but his cock was begging for more. I grabbed his ankles and spread him wishbone style as I began to lay into him hard. His perfect little body was covered with a sheen of sweat as his eyes rolled back into his head and just accepted his fucking like a good boy. I really gave it to him for a few minutes, no words, no variety, just a plain old fashioned fucking. This was the next part about harvesting a straight jock's cherry, repetition. After about five minutes I stopped and pulled out of him. He gasped as my head plopped out of his former virgin hole and he looked at me confused. I moved over to the other beanbag and then pulled him over, his ass over my cock. “Come on Sammy, you know you want it.” He looked conflicted as his pucker touched the tip of my cock. “Come on...you can do it...” He closed his eyes and slowly lowered himself onto my cock. The look of radiance on his face as he felt me enter him almost made me cum right there. He bit his lower lip as I he bottomed out on me. He sa ton my cock and opened his eyes to look at me. “Good boy...” I said putting my hands on his hips. I raised him up some and he moaned as I let him go, falling on my cock. I did this about a dozen times before I could feel him helping me. Slowly I lessened my grip and watched as this little baseball jock began to fuck himself on my cock. “You like that Sammy?” I asked as he bounced up and down. He nodded as he slammed down hard onto me, each time that donkey dick spurting a little more precum. “Tell me you want it Sammy, tell me what you want....” He was silent as kept fucking himself so I stopped him and his eyes flew open and locked with mine. “Tell me what you want.” You could see the conflict on his face so I pushed into him. His eyes closed and he moaned and I stopped. “What do you want?” “Fuuuck mee....” he pleaded, the last dregs of his resistance vanishing. I pushed up into him and pulled him closer as I began to bunny fuck him hard. His arms went around me as he geld on for dear life. My cock was smashing his guts everywhere and from the whimpers coming from him it was everything he hadn't know he wanted. I could feel him pushing down onto me as I pushed up, our hips slapping loudly as we both got into it. He was out of it, he didn't care of he was straight or gay or whatever. He was too fucked up to know anything but pleasure and he wanted more of it. And I was ready to give it to him. After a few I tossed him off my cock and told him to get on all fours. He assumed the position and looked back at me like an eager puppy. I grabbed the back of his sweat matted hair and rode him for all it was worth. He was begging me after a minute or so, I mean what could I do but give the boy what he wanted. I watched the muscles in his back roll as he reached under himself and started stroking his big cock. “You like that cock Sammy? You like that cock in you?” “Yea..yeah....fuck me....fuck me harder....” he said between strokes. Grabbing his neck I pulled him up and began to nibble on his ear as I fucked him. He whined as he fisted his cock for all it was worth. I applied pressure and cut off his air as he got closer. If he knew he was without air he didn't show it, all he did was stroke faster and push back onto me like his life depended on it. I heard an aborted choke from him as his ass tightened around my dick. Letting go of his throat his cock exploded with cum. Ropes and ropes of teen cum painted my floor as he convulsed around my hard cock, feeling his first fuck in all it's entirety. After about four shots he whimpered as his cock kept flowing, his ass tight as a vice. My cock began to pulse and I knew I was about to breed his jock boy good. I pushed all the way into him and whispered into his ear, “Take my load boy, fucking feel me shoot into your pussy.” As I began to cum he moaned, it was a combination of shame and lust as a part of his mind realized what he was doing while the other part of him loved every second of it. He passed out on my cock, his body spent from his first violation. About an hour later his brothers came looking for him and found him asleep on my bed as I played Fortnite. “I think he drank too much,” I said smiling, “He just passed out.” John rolled his eyes, “Typical Sammy, talks a good game but is a little bitch in the end.” He reached down and picked his little brother up, “Thanks for looking out for him man.” I gave him a wink, “My pleasure man, he's a cool kid.” They both nodded and left, leaving me with a satisfied smile. And a desire for more....much, much more.

I gave Jon a break from the ball gag and put it back in the drawer and slide a good sized rock up inside him and fed him a straw so he could suck down some juice and the cap of g put in it and like a good boy he did. He asked if he could get up and I ran my hand through his hair and said not yet baby. Soon thought, very soon it will be over. I went back into the house and checked my email and there was one form the tall poz kid and he asked if he could come back and bring a buddy of his, also poz. I told him sure and then he said, can I fist him? Please? I wrote back absolutely; he should learn sooner than later what his ass is for. Your buddy into fisting also, he wrote back. Fuck yes! My reply was: bring your buddy and be here at 10 PM. I had several more emails and five tops arrive and fuck Jon. He had taken two BBC’s, a white cock 7” and two Big Brown Dicks probably Latin. One of the BBC’s made Jon moan really fucking loud and I almost wished his gag were in, but the black guy liked it. When the last of them left I locked the door and pulled the shade and went in and unfastened Jon and helped him to the shower. Cleaned him up and watched as cum dripped and gushed out of his hole after I spread, he checks and ass. Then I dried him off and took him back in the room and gave him some more juice and lubed up my finger and slide a rock in his hole. It was 9:50 and our friends would be there soon. He just moaned as he lay on the bed and tried to play with his shriveled-up dick. Soon after I left the tall young guy entered with a shorter model type. He was really fucking cute, 5’10 black hair and brown eyes and a dark complexion, meditation looking. They stripped as Jon kept playing with his dick and then Andy I found out later the tall average looking kid went over to him and started playing with his nipples and leaned in and kissed him as Alton the dark complected boy lifted his legs and began to eat his hole. This went on for a few minutes and then they traded places and Andy lubed up and slide his cock in Jon and fucked him while Alton fed Jon his thick dark uncut meat and Jon struggled but sucked his dick. Ten minutes later Andy shot his load in Jon and they traded places again and eight minutes later Alton shot his poz load in Jon. Andy got on the bed and rolled Jon on top of him and pulled his legs forward and slide his dick in him with Alton’s help and fucked him while Alton got some elbow grease and lubed up Jon’s hole and Andy’s dick and then his own dick and he pressed his thick dick against Jon’s hole as Andy held him to his chest and you could hear Jon say no, that is too big and then it hurts and as Alton’s dick passed through Jon’s words became inaudible and as they fucked him for five minutes before Alton and Andy shot another load inside Jon. I could hear Andy tell Jon what a good job he did and how proud he was of him and then he kissed him. Alton lubed up Jon’s hole and ass and slide a ball of elbow grease inside Jon and began to finger him and soon had all four fingers in his ass. He had small to medium hands and he twisted his fingers around and got his hand all the way to his thumb. Andy had been feeding Jon poppers and there was minimal discomfort from Jon. The thumb although proved to be difficult to get inside the boy, he struggled and Andy encouraged him and after ten minutes of trying Alton finally slide in Jon who sounded like a sea lion when Alton’s hand passed his ring and was inside Jon. He tried to pull off, but Andy kept his hips in place and slowly moved his hand around, it seemed to still hurt Jon, so he gently pulled, and his hand popped out. Andy told Jon that was amazing and how hot It was, you are the hottest bottom he said and kissed Jon. All the while Alton was playing with his hole and a few minutes later he starting pressing his fist into Andy and soon popped inside and this time with less of a reaction from Jon but Jon still struggled and Alton slowly pulled and it popped out. Two more times and Jon finally seemed to feel how amazing Alton’s fist felt inside him and Alton fisted him for a few minutes and then gave Jon a break. Andy slide out from under Jon and Alton took his place and kissed Jon as Andy lubed up his much bigger hands and began to play with Jon’s hole. He had three fingers in him and then four and twisted them around. Then tried to slide his fist inside and it was too big, and Jon said not more please. Alton grabbed the impact and a rag and sprayed it on the rag and stuck it in Jon’s mouth and told him to breath. Jon lost himself and Andy forced his hand inside and out and then inside and twisted around and out. He did that four times and then Jon started to come to and all you could hear him say was omg, omg fuck yea. Andy fisted him for ten minutes and then shot his load inside him as he slides his dick in next to his hand. Alton traded places and soon gave him another load. They fisted him for twenty more minutes and then both got cleaned up and dressed and Andy leaned down and told Jon, you know if you want a boyfriend, I am into you boy. Then Andy kissed him and left.

For the thrill of the chase, pure and simple. I missed the buzz that came with taking an anon load on the common.

PART 10 – DALTON THE SLAMPIG I pulled the plunger back, and Dalton’s rig turned deep crimson. “I’m getting a register,” I explained. “When the rig goes red like that, you know the needle is right where it belongs—in your bloodstream. OK, buddy: are you ready for this?” “No,” he said with a quiet whimper. “Too fuckin’ bad. I’m gonna push this payload into your vein now, buddy—tell me if it stings, OK?” I love the ritual of slamming: plunging the meth into the vein, sliding the needle out, unstrapping the bicep, and running my tongue across the injection site. Dalton’s first slam was small—just a 0.2—but he still coughed, and his chest heaved as each dark wave of slam-hunger swept over him. I immediately buried my face in his fuckhole, spreading his jockbutt and pushing my tongue as deep as I could, feeling the heat of the slam as it radiated through his insides. “Jesus. Fuck.” He said between deep, heaving breaths. “What the fuck. Are you doing.” I pulled my face away from his pulsing hole just long enough to reply. “I’m eating this hungry little pussy, that’s what.” “It’s. Fucking. Weird. I don’t. Like it.” “Yeah? Then what’s happening here?” I took a break from eating his hole to grab his cock and give it a little shake, sending beads of precum in every direction. I scooped up as much of that jizz as I could, mixing it with a handful of our Tina-laced lube and pushing three of my slicked-up fingers into his hole. He made no effort to resist this time: his guttural moans, loud and unapologetic, kept time with each thrust of my fingers. Then, without warning, I pulled out, and he practically squealed from the sudden emptiness in his fuckhole. I was leaning over him, staring down into his eyes, and he looked back at me in quiet desperation. “Do you want something, buddy?” I asked, letting the tips of my fingers brush against his slammed-up cunt. “I can’t read your mind, slampig. Tell me what you want.” “I want—um—“ “Tell me what you want, slampig.” “I, um, want your fingers.” “You do?” “Yes. Please.” “OK, but you need to do something for me first.” “Tell me. Please.” “Repeat after me: ‘I’m a hungry fucking faggot.’” “Um—“ “Say it, faggot.” “Dude. No.” “No?” “No. I’m not a fuckin’ faggot.” “Then no more fuckin’ fingers, buddy.” “Dude! Please!” “Then repeat after me, you fuckin’ lil' bitch: ‘I’m a hungry fucking faggot.’” “No, motherfucker. I’m not a fag.” I turned to Jesse. “OK, we need to step this up a few notches. You have that second slam?” He nodded, then flashed an evil grin. “This one’s…a little bigger. Can I administer this time?” “Fuck yeah,” I replied. “I’ll just keep teasing this faggot’s cunt while you plunge some more meth into his vein.” Jesse went right to work. He tied the strap to Dalton’s bicep, inserted the needle, pulled back a dark-red plume of blood, and pushed a fat 0.4 hit into Neighbor Boy’s bloodstream. This time, Dalton erupted in an extended coughing fit, his chest heaving massively as Brian played with our brand-new slampig’s rock-hard nips. “This kid’s so high he’s fuckin’ cross-eyed,” my husband said with an approving growl. Meanwhile, I began smacking the head of my raw cock against Dalton’s pulsing, spasming, slammed-up hole. “You need something in your ass, buddy?” I asked, my dick tracking a wide circle around his aching cunt. “Fuck yes,” he groaned. “Then you know what to say.” He looked at me for a moment, his eyes nothing but pitch-black pupils. I gave him a little nod. “You can do it, buddy. Tell me what you are.” "I'm—um—" "What are you?" “Dude, I’m a hungry fuckin’ faggot.” “Good boy.” “Please feed this faggot. Please.” “You want some dick in your pussy, you fuckin’ slammed-up faggot chemwhore?” “Yes I do. I want as much fuckin’ dick as I can get. Please. Fuck me. Fuck this faggot.” “Say, ‘Please, Daddy, fuck my faggot pussy.’” “Please, Daddy, please, please, please fuck my faggot pussy.” “Are you gonna be a good boy tonight?” “Yes, Daddy.” “If you’re a good boy, then you’ll earn another slam. Would you like that?” “Fuck yes, Daddy. I want to earn another slam. ” “If you're a good faggot, you’ll get everything you want, and more. I promise.” “I want to be a good faggot, Daddy.” “You already are, boy.” And with that, I shoved my poz dick into the warmth and hunger of Dalton’s slammed-up hole.

PART 8 – NOT A FAG “Fuck yeah, buddy,” I replied, picking up the pipe and motioning toward the back patio. “We’ll definitely smoke some more. But first, let’s see what Brian and Jesse are up to.” Dalton grabbed my arm, taking a half-step backward. “Wait, bro. I just want to be clear about one thing.” “What’s that, bud?” “I know you guys are gay, and that’s cool. I’m totally cool with that. Really. And look, I’m fine hanging out naked if we’re gonna smoke some more of that shit. But…I’m not—well…” “You’re not what?” “I’m not…a fag, OK?” “Sorry—what?” “I said I’m not a fag, bro.” “Ah. No problem, buddy—works for me. Not a fag? OK, then you’re not a fag.” “Not that there’s anything wrong with that, obviously. Like I said, I’m cool with you guys. But I have a girlfriend, and I'm not into dick. OK?” “I understand, buddy. There’s plenty of faggot to go around this afternoon, so I’m cool with you just hanging out—in, you know, a non-faggoty way.” “Great. Thanks.” Dalton’s face relaxed into a sheepish smile. Then he glanced down at his cock, which seemed to be doing everything in its power to close the distance between us—stretching a good eight or nine inches away from his flat stomach, throbbing in my direction as it curved slightly upward, a bead of precum forming at the piss-slit. He laughed appreciatively, causing his dick to twitch. “I guess that smoke makes me pretty horny, huh?” “That’s the best thing about it, buddy. It makes all of us fuckin' horny.” I reached over to the counter and grabbed a shot of G, adding a little Gatorade to it, then told Dalton to drink up. “This shit tastes a little nasty, so make sure to follow it with a chaser.” He nodded and threw the shot back, grimacing as he grabbed the bottle of Gatorade and took a giant gulp. “Dude, what the fuck was that?” I smiled to myself, always relishing those moments when boys ask questions when it's already too late. “Just something called G, bud,” I replied, doing my best to sound casual. “It’s sort of like a strong shot of Jägermeister.” “Fuck, that better be a lot stronger than Jäger, dude. That was fuckin’ disgusting.” “Trust me, buddy.” I said, placing a hand on his shoulder as I felt the heat radiate from his young, muscled body—all those chems just beginning to do their work. “Just trust me, OK?” He nodded, and I led him out to the patio, where my favorite faggots were hard at work: Brian was sitting in one of the deck chairs, his dick lodged deep inside Jesse’s hole. Jesse squatted over him, his shoulderblades pressed against Brian’s chest, craning his neck back for a deep, sloppy kiss. Meanwhile, Brian wrapped his hairy, muscular arms around the jockboy’s smooth body, both of them lost in the glazed-eye twilight of a deep chemfuck. My attention immediately went to Jesse’s ass as it stretched around Brian’s poz dick, the boy’s chem-fueled fuckhole hungrily pulsing in a deep, steady rhythm. I glanced over at Dalton, who had clearly noticed the same thing. “Holy fuck,” he said under his breath, absent-mindedly reaching down to grab his dick. The sound of his voice—deeper than usual, with just a hint of a growl—immediately brought Brian and Jesse to attention. “Fuck! I'm so fuckin' sorry, Dalton,” said Jesse, doing his best to sound ashamed while keeping that raw dick firmly lodged in his hungry hole. “We didn’t mean to freak you out. Is this OK?” “Yeah, it’s cool, buddy,” Dalton said hoarsely, trying to signal his approval with an awkward wave of his hand. “Gay shit doesn’t bug me, bro. You know that.” “Well, that’s a good thing, straightboy,” Brian replied, his eyes locked on Dalton’s. “Because this gay shit won’t be stopping anytime soon. There’s no fuckin’ way I’m pulling out of this boy’s hole until he’s dripping with my cum.” Dalton hesitated for a moment, lost in the intensity of Brian’s stare, before letting out a forced laugh. “Hey, do your thing, bro. Just don’t count on me joining in.” “Fine by me, dude,” Jesse replied. “More dick for this faggot.” “That’s right boy,” Brian said to him, thrusting his cock just a little deeper. “Now show me what a hungry chempig you really are.” The two of them dissolved back into a kiss, and Dalton and I stared at Brian’s fat dick as it grew fatter still, stretching that boyhole even wider than before. “It’s all good,” I said to Dalton in a low, quiet, even voice, reaching over to squeeze his shoulder—and causing his cock to jerk upward with another twitch. “Why don’t you head inside, and I’ll find you some good pussy porn?” “Fuck, that sounds good to me,” he said with relief, seemingly unable to stop staring at Jesse’s pulsing fuckhole as it milked the precum from Brian’s poz cock. “But hey: weren’t we gonna smoke first, bro?” “Oh, damn! My bad, buddy. Here you go.” Once again, I held the pipe to his lips and heated the bowl, letting the tip of my cock graze his outer thigh as I whispered instructions to this newest chempig-in-training. And once again, he inhaled a lungful of smoke, leaning his head back and blowing a giant cloud—his hips countering with a slow, sensual forward-thrust of his cock. I fed him two more hits after that, each time letting my dick rest a little more firmly against his leg. Then I gave him a friendly smack on the ass and told him to meet me inside. As Dalton walked away, Brian moaned softly, his eyes following the rise and fall of our Neighbor Boy’s muscled ass. “Please tell me I get to fuck that boy now,” he said under his breath. “I can’t fuckin’ hold back any more.” “You will—don’t worry,” I replied. “But first we need to solve a tiny problem.” “What’s that?” “Well, see…he’s not a faggot. According to him, anyway.” “That’s nothing new,” said Brian. “True. I’ve seen dudes with sloppy asses dripping 10 fresh loads, yet still claiming to be straight.” “Fuck that. We’ll make this boy a faggot, and make him fuckin’ like it. We just need to help him see things…our way.” “Ah: the power of persuasion.” “Fuck no,” Brian replied. “The power of a nice fat slam.”

PART 7 – DALTON SMILES I opened the front door. Dalton and I stood on either side of the threshold, towels wrapped around our waists. I motioned for him to come inside, but he stood completely still for a good 10 seconds. Then, without another word, he entered. The door closed behind him. I cocked my head toward the kitchen, and he followed me in silence. Once I reached the kitchen counter, I grabbed a water bong sitting next to the sink, then turned around to face him. Dalton's expression was neutral—impassive. He clearly didn’t understand what he was doing in our house. He just knew, somehow, that he needed to be there. I’d seen that look before, seen it in other boys who’d kept their deepest hunger a secret even to themselves. He was following some nameless, wordless urge as he followed my footsteps—all his good taste and better judgment giving way to a dark impulse pulsing just beneath the surface of his skin. I placed the bong up to his lips. He dutifully sealed one end with his mouth, his eyes locked on mine. I lit a fire under the glass bowl—no explanation offered, no permission granted. He began to inhale before the smoke was ready, and I gave him a quick shake of my head. He stopped. Then, as the white smoke began to trickle out of the bowl, I nodded, and he slowly began to inhale his first lungful of Tina. I kept nodding as he sucked in that smoke, making sure he took a thick, potent hit nice and deep—then a little deeper—then deeper still. Satisfied that his first hit was up to my standards, I pulled the pipe away and gave him another nod. He hesitated, his eyes still locked on mine. Realizing he needed some guidance, I demonstrated what I wanted him to do: I shaped my mouth into an “O,” then let him hear the breath leave my lungs as I exhaled loud and long. His eyes brightened: he understood now. He opened his mouth in a round “O” just like mine, then released a long, fat snake of white smoke that slid from his lips into the air between us. I nodded approval, and he blushed. Once again, his lips wrapped around the mouthpiece. Once again, I applied heat to the bowl. Inhale, then exhale. Repeat. As one hit melted into another, he started to understand the rhythm of blowing thick clouds of chem-smoke. Three hits, four hits, five: I could see his pupils go dark as the T in the glass bowl made its way into his lungs, his brain, his skin, his sweat. Finally, I set the pipe back down on the counter, taking a good look at our freshly chemmed-up Neighbor Boy. He was smiling at me. And that’s when I realized something: I’d never seen this kid flash an easy, friendly, honest grin. He was always guarded somehow, always fearful of revealing too much. But now his whole face radiated with unchecked joy; his eyes flickered with a playfulness—maybe even a devilishness—that I hadn’t quite anticipated. Those clouds of chem-smoke had unlocked something, like they always do. Like so many boys before him, like so many repressed little bros just aching for something real, he was finally free. We grinned at each other for a minute or two before I broke the silence between us. “I’m so proud of you, bro,” I said, reaching over to muss his hair. His smile grew even wider as he took a step closer to me, his towel falling to the floor. I let me own towel drop, and Dalton’s giant smile turned into a mischievous half-grin. Blushing again, he pointed sheepishly at the pipe. “Would it be cool if I smoked a little more?”

PART 6 – DEEP-DICKING THE BITCH Dalton didn’t return to work. He marched right past the lawnmower and went back inside his house. Meanwhile, Brian and I texted Jesse—Dalton’s friend from high school—and told him to get his sweet ass over to our place, making sure he parked a few blocks away and entered discreetly through our back gate. About 20 minutes later, we heard a car pull up in Dalton’s driveway. It was the girl he was dating—I frankly couldn’t remember her name, nor did I fucking care. For the purposes of this story, I’m just going to refer to her as the Dickless Wonder, or maybe just Dickless. She wasn’t trying to be a cockblocker, but she was blocking my cock all the same. She needed to go. After she entered Dalton’s house, the two of them made their way to the pool out back. Brian and I were already sitting in our usual spot for spying on the neighbors’ backyard, and we heard a lot of giggling and whispering, with the girlfriend asking all sorts of questions about just how private this little pool was, and Dalton assuring her that it’s really fucking private, OK? Jeez, let’s just fuck already. But I guess she wasn’t listening, because she just kept asking the same goddamn questions. And finally—thankfully—he ended the conversation by shoving her down to her knees and pulling his cock out of his shorts. By this point, Brian already had me pinned against the fence, his fat raw cock shoved deep in my guts. But here’s the thing: while we knew Dalton had a nice piece of meat between his legs, we really weren’t prepared for the sheer impressiveness of that boy’s dick. So when his monster flopped out of his shorts, I actually gasped. Brian gasped, too. And then Brian shuddered, signaling the deposit of a thick load of sperm deep in my guts. I leaned back and kissed my man deeply. Then he pointed toward our neighbors’ backyard, and I turned to see what I’d missed: Dalton had already stripped the Dickless Wonder naked, positioning her for a doggy-style fuck on one of the poolside lounge chairs. “Spread your cunt,” he said in a low, cold voice. She dutifully reached back to open up her pussy with her fingers, but Dalton didn’t seem to pay much attention to her efforts. Instead, he was busy rubbing his cockhead against her asshole. Sensing where he was going, she gave out a sharp little whine. “Honey, no,” she said, trying to get back on her feet so she could negotiate. “You know I don’t like that.” Dalton didn’t reply. He just pushed her tailbone down, forcing an arch in her back, and brutally shoved his giant dick deep in his girlfriend’s ass. She yelped and told him to stop, trying to squirm away from being buttfucked against her will, but it was no use. He just closed his eyes, pressing down on that bitch’s back and crushing her perky little tits against the lounge upholstery, his hand clamped tight over her mouth to stifle her screams and sobs. After a few minutes of thrusting, he repositioned himself by bringing his feet up onto the lounge, squatting directly over her wrecked asshole and letting his full weight deliver a merciless deep-dicking while the poor bitch’s entire body heaved and convulsed in obvious pain. “Please cum or please stop,” she managed to squeak out between thrusts. “I can’t take this. Baby, please stop.” “You know how to make me cum,” he replied. She was silent. “C’mon bitch,” he said, his voice reduced to a cruel, guttural growl. “If you want this to stop, you know what to do.” She seemed frozen. Then he slapped her hard across the ass, sending her into action. Contorting her body to get maximum reach with one of her arms, Dalton’s girlfriend stretched her hand as far back as she could make it go, past her stretched-out hole, placing two of her fingers against Dalton’s twitching ass—her nails brushing up against that beautiful boyhole covered in a light dusting of late-adolescent fur, every one of his hairs illuminated by the late-afternoon sun. Then she hesitated. “Do it all,” he said, “Do it all, and do it now. If you don’t do it now, I’ll never fucking cream your tight little butt. Which means I’ll just keep going at it. Which means you’ll never get a break from my cock destroying your ass.” Hearing that, she stretched her arm further, slipping two knuckles of each finger into Dalton’s butt. He moaned. “Deeper,” he grunted. She managed to get another knuckle in. “Oh fuck,” he muttered under his increasingly shallow breath, his entire body now making the switch into primal breeding mode. His pounding grew more intense. That went on for at least 5 minutes, until he finally reached back and shoved two of his own fingers up his butt. Only then, with four fingers stretching his own ass, did he finally launch into a full-body thrashing assault on his bitch’s hole, unleashing a torrent of seed in her guts. Brian and I watched this entire display silently, unbelievingly. Afterward, I turned to my man and grinned stupidly, shaking my head. He did the same. “Un-fucking-believable,” he said. All I could do was laugh in response. We turned our attention back to Dalton, who was now giving his girlfriend the silent treatment. Clearly he’d gotten what he needed, and he just wanted her to get the fuck out. We heard snatches of an argument from inside the house, followed by the Dickless Wonder walking angrily to her car, stifling tears, then driving off as her tires screeched against the asphalt. * * * Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see Jesse in nothing but a jockstrap, his face covered in a giant grin. “I didn’t get to see the whole thing,” he said, “But I think I heard half of it from a block away. So tell me: there’s been a rumor around school that he likes fingers in his butt. Is that true?” “Oh, it’s true alright,” Brian replied. “You wouldn’t believe how true. But listen, pig: see that water bong over there? Instead of worrying about your buddy Dalton, you need to be sucking on that glass pipe like the greedy little methwhore you are. Then I want you to blow some nice thick clouds of white smoke on my dick, OK bro?” Jesse grinned and ran over to grab the pipe. Meanwhile, I kept my eye out for Dalton, hoping that he would return to the pool. Sure enough, about 5 minutes later—while Jesse was silently gorging on my husband’s dripping cock between hits on the bong—Dalton reappeared in his backyard, this time wearing his Speedo. Just as I’d hoped: it was time for his evening swim. He dove into the water and began noisily splashing his way across the length of the pool. That was Jesse’s cue to stop worrying about staying quiet—he was now squatting over Brian’s cock, impaling himself on raw dick. I gave Jesse the thumbs-up signal, which meant he could start letting his ass slap noisily against Brian’s body, and he could start letting loose with the occasional moan. For those first few minutes, Dalton didn’t appear to hear any of the action unfolding in our backyard. But then Brian’s cock suddenly shoved past Jesse’s second sphincter, eliciting a sharp yelp followed by a gruff “Fuck yeah” from our partied-up jockboy. That’s when the splashing stopped. Dalton went quiet. I looked through our little peephole to see him treading water for a few moments, craning his neck in our direction to confirm that he heard what he thought he’d heard. As the water grew calm around him, he almost seemed to suspend his breathing. Somehow even the crickets seemed to go silent. And just like that, the only noise penetrating the evening air was the steady slap-slap-slap of Jesse riding Brian’s dick. Dalton silently propelled himself to the edge of the pool, doing his best to lift himself onto the asphalt without making any noise. Standing up now, he craned his neck toward us again. There was no way he couldn’t hear it now: Slap-slap-slap. Grunt. Slap-slap-slap. Fuck yeah. Without hesitation, Dalton walked right up to my peephole. He placed his eye against it—clearly he’d spied on us before. Except this time, instead of seeing our backyard, all he saw was my eye looking back. “Hey, Dalton,” I said. He didn’t respond at first. He just stared. Then after a few moments’ pause, he simply answered: “Hey.” “We’re hanging out with a buddy here,” I said. “If you wanna join, you’re more than welcome.” Again, no answer. Then his eye disappeared, and for a moment I thought I’d lost him. But I didn’t see him, either—it was like he’d just stepped aside to gather his thoughts. Then after a long silence, he answered in a near-whisper: “OK,” he said. Another pause. At last, his eye reentered my line of sight. “OK,” he repeated. “I’ll be right over.” I turned back to Brian and Jesse, who’d paused their fucking to listen to the exchange. Jesse had the most triumphant smile I think I’ve ever seen on anybody, plus he had a giant mess of cum all over his stomach and chest. His cock was still oozing seed as Brian’s dick twitched steadily, rhythmically, deep in that sweet boyhole. “OK, you twisted motherfuckers,” I said with an evil grin, “Our wait is over. It’s time to fuckin’ own this boy.”