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I find his co-opting of sacred symbols of pagan religions (not traditions I follow, but I have good friends who do) in the service of white supremacy repugnant. He is part of a movement in the USA that I think is a threat to everyone's freedoms. I would not give him the time of day. If the question is "Five years ago before you knew anything about him and he bought you a drink in some leather bar, would you let him fuck you?" then the answer is "probably." I like a trashy boy with lots of tattoos. But given his politics, I am not sure we could have made it through the hookup without his saying something that would piss me off enough to change my mind.

Sir wakes me up telling me its time i got ready. he placed the shorts n jock at the end of the bed and tells me to shower again get dressed. refreshed n dressed only in rubber chap shorts n a jock sir watches and seeing the permanent marker is as clear as when he put it on and approves. he tells me open the other parcel and i find a cock cage and a viscous looking med large metal butt plug. playing with the butt plug I see it has a lock on one end and when locked the plug separates n opens wide inside so it can't be pulled out. I look puzzled at sir and he says I'll show you. laying on my back he uses spit for lube he slides it into me past my swollen ass lips till it's snuggly in me then turns the key locking it. I feel it open inside me, not the same as the inflatable plug but similar. groaning as im getting pleasure from this sir grabs a ring at the end of the pulls hard, I scream as he tries to pull it out of me but cause it's locked open it won't come out. next he grabs the cock cage and pulls aside the jock but see's I'm rock hard, he looks at me and says this will hurt but I will thank him and he grabs by cock balls and squeezes hard sending blinding pain through me. I'm in agony as my cock shrivels and sir places it into the cage and locks it. he smiles leaning over me telling me I own you, your my property, when your a pig you will take all cock n cum unless otherwise direct by me but at the moment your a bitch... my bitch... bitchs just suck cock and get fucked and until I decide I'm the only one that will fuck you.i just look up the pain subsiding and say yes sir, thank you sir. he gets off me and tells me to keep what I've got on but put some clothes on i can wear out. looking at what I was wearing which is sweaty and rank I say I need to go to my apartment to get some. he looks at me, thinks and tells me bring everything over as I'll be staying here from now on. beaming with pride I quicky grab my things bring them back and change to jeans n tshirt. both dressed we leave as he drives to part of town I've never seen, as we pull up I can see a sauna three doors down looking at sir he says yes the sauna. it looks big as sir walks up he calls the counter person by name (Dave) and they talk a little with me just waiting in the background, looking at me he says come on bitch carry the towels I pick them up as I follow him looking at Dave as he says enjoy yourself I know I will n smiles. in the changing rooms I strip till im just wearing the rubber shorts n jock I look at myself in a full length mirror thinking what am i doing but loving what I was becoming. sir is wearing a chest harness n jock, comes up behind me a tells me one more thing, as he connect a leash to the ring of my butt plug and give it a testing pull causing me to groan and whispers into my ear now that you locked up properly you can play and suck any cock here without asking permission, were both smiling as we walk into the sauna itself. hes walking behind me holding the lease as we pass people, they all look and smile seeing me, some saying comments. sir stops as he talks to someone he knows and pulls the leash stoping me and pulling me back. he introduces him(Gary) and suggests I show him how good my cock sucking are. I kneel down immediately and undo his towel so I can suck him. there in front is a thick 7 inches with a biohazard above his cock. I just swallow his cock as they talk impaling my face on his cock sucking ,licking and worshiping the cock infront of me he grab my head and starts to fuck my face till he stops n says I'm Not bad, but he's saving his load for an ass. sir takes me deeper into the sauna to the glory hold area and tells me I'm to stay there till I've taken a few loads. watching, holding my lease sir tells me to get on wall fours and wait for a cock which doesnt take long. a med sized cock it only takes me 5 min till I'm swallowing a warm salty load and waiting for the next one. one after another I get sweet thick cock just begging for a release given to me and happily obliging. after the fourth load sir pulls my leash and tells me I've proven myself here and takes me deeper still. we find another friend of sir and offers my services again. this time he doesn't want his cock sucked he wants to be rimmed. turning round he offers his ass I look at sir and he nods so I jump at the chance and grab both cheeks pulling them apart to get to his hole. looking at it I just lick from his taint to top of his ass and dive into his hole darting my tounge into him. moaning I start to eat his ass driving my tounge deeper as I let go all my inhabitions and give in and get pleasure from chewing sucking licking and tounge fucking his hole. after 7 mins of this he pulls away telling sir to find him before he leaves for a repeat as the bitch is good. further on is a sling with a guy getting fucked sir sees I'm staring n smiles. pulling me along we get to the dark room which isn't all that dark, sir chuckling that this should piss a few people off. we enter and he unclips the leash telling me to do what I was made for. I walk in as someone comes over to me grabbing my cock, but finding the cage I reach for his and lean into kiss. tounge in each others mouth I wank his cock hard and start to go down to suck. I worship his cock for 10 min but he walks away without cumming, a few more bodies starting to find me but walk away with me unable to please them to there liking. on a fuck bench I find a bttm with his hole slick with cum, my finger slipping inside he asks me fuck him and load him up but I can't so I just slide another finger into him and another then four. hes groaning as I start to try and get my thumb inside thinking this is what it felt like for sir. I slowly open him up as his noises get louder, feel him open up more and my hand pops through up to the wrist, I slowly make my hand into a fist inside him. now thicker than when it went in I stretch him more as I keep fucking him and end up with 3 inches of my arm buried in him. I unclench my fist and slowly pull out my hand, proud of what I was able to do looking at his ass as i dive into it tasting the cum and his ass, I lick n suck till he tells me to stop. all the while sir has been watching he walks over grabs me and passionately kisses me tasting the ass n cum. clipping the leash back on he walks/parades me round the sauna for hours as he talks n fucks people there, showing off his property. each time he stops or fucks I'm there to eat ass n suck cock, but every time he's fucking someone I just watch hypnotised wanting to be the bttm. by the time we leave I've sucked at least 50 cocks n eaten more than 20 asses, half of them dripping with cum which I sucked clean. back at the apartment its 3 in the morning he tells me to spread my ass as he unlocks the plug and slides it out. I feel empty again as I he tells me to strip n wait in the bedroom. in the bedroom I wait in anticipation hoping he will fuck me as he returns with more if his cum cubes, pushing me into the bed he slides 3 into me and lets me suck his fingers clean as he slide is cock into me, telling me he how good I've done and have earned his load. it doesn't take sir long till hes pounding hard me telling me to take his cum. I reply fuck that dirty load into me n feel him throb as he unloads balls deep in me. pulling out I suck his cock clean and he tells me we need to sleep as work tomorrow. I lay in bed next to sir sore, tired and shattered(limited sleep, I've not eaten in a couple of days and drunk mostly piss). I drift off to sleep happy n content

Part 7 I text the boy when I got home and told him to meet me at the corner at 4:50 and I went on the site where my ad was posted and put up an ad for him. Young bottom neg prep free who wants to suck dick and ride it at the bookstore. Will be there tonight and need some big dick to service. I posted the bottom would be there at 5 PM and gave the address and pic of the front and his stats with a couple ass shots took a nap. When I got up it was 4:30 and I headed to the bookstore, got there early and cruised through I saw some older rough looking guys and two younger guys with tats also walking the halls and I wen to the corner and collected Daniel my little bottom boy and we walked into the back and ducked into a both, this time with two holes and I told him to get on his knees and suck my dick which he did. While he was pulled it out from my underwear I dick fed through the hole. I could see the guys boots and it looked like these 50 plus older guys with a thicker body, one of rough looking guy who looked like he was poz. Sunken face and thick belly and abs but still lean. I guided the boy’s head to the dick, and he sucked on that big dick that grew thick. I brought lube and poppers and I lubed up his hole and fingered him as I heard the other door open and close and one of the young dudes was there. He slides his dick through and long uncut not over thick. I grab it and suck it while I lube up the boy’s hole and guide his ass, so his little hole meets that uncut dick and it slowly slides in the boy. The young guy pounds the wall and five minutes later shoots his load in the kid. The guy slips a piece of paper through, it had his number and VL203,000. I was not sure what that meant but put in my pocket and knew he would be a good fuck later. Meanwhile another older guy comes in and slides his dick through and I turn the boy around and have him suck the new dick while I lubed up that big thick man dick and backed up the boy while I fed him some poppers. He yelped as the dick was thick and the older guy slow fucked him till he opened and then ten slams and he shot his load inside the boy. This went on for a little over an hour with guy breeding him and he soon had 10 loads and of the guys who shot six had passed me their numbers and what I found out was their Viral Load count. One guy had 856,000. Big fat dick on him too. We made out and then I walked him out and called an uber for him. He lived about ten blocks away and I wanted him to get home. He texts me on the way and told me how hot it was and hoped we could do it again. I winked at him via text and told him for sure! I went back in the bookstore and found a young dude walking the halls and followed him till he picked a booth with a glory hole. I put my fingers through, and he put his cock through, and I sucked his dick then he got up and I knew he wanted my dick, so I put it through, and he sucked my dick and then backed onto it and I fucked him till I came inside him. Fuck that felt amazing I thought as I pulled out and left.

POZ Massage Part I of II I met Brendan online on an M4M Masseur website. My boyfriend was out of town, and I thought maybe I would get a massage. I knew I wanted a massage from a hot guy, but I figured that's where I would draw the line. After all, my boyfriend and I had decided to try being monogamous for a while, and I was determined to respect that. Out of all of the pages I looked at, Brendan seemed the most clean guy, an All-American jock-type who probably wasn't even gay. He had a few photos posted, some in workout clothes, and some shirtless on a beach somewhere. He had a great body, wide shoulders, built slightly-furry chest, slim waist, and ripped abs. I saw that he had some “locked” pics and sent a message asking if he could send me the code to unlock them. Within less than a minute, he had responded with a nice note saying he was immediately available for out calls along with the unlock code. I drooled when I saw the first private pic. A shot of his back with his muscular ass on display, showing his big ballsac hanging down between his legs. The next one showed him bending over and spreading his asscheeks. The final one was a frontal shot. I first noticed his big thick 7” dripping uncut hardon with a huge D-shape Prince Albert piercing. A few moments later, I saw his tattoo above his bushy dark pubes. I knew immediately it was a biohazard tattoo that meant he was POZ. I trembled all over thinking of this POZ hunk giving me a rubdown. I knew since I only wanted a massage, I would go for it. We agreed on a price and I gave him my address. I ran to the ATM to get the cash to pay him and then hopped in the shower. I couldn't help but finger my hole a little as I showered. Brendan arrived right on time with his folding table under his beefy arms. Every bit as stunning as his pics, he was wearing cut-off sweatpant shorts and a muscle T-shirt that showed off his gorgeous physic. He grinned at me as I shook his hands taking in his masculine form. He smiled saying that he knew the building and had given massages here before. I wondered which of my neighbors let this POZ stud give them a rubdown. He sat up the table as I got him a glass of water. He gave me a CD to play to help relax and I put it in the player. He handed me a smallish towel and asked me to undress. He left the room while I changed out of my clothes and I laid face-down on the table, my face cradled by a green foam ring. I heard Brendan coming back, and lifted my head. I was shocked that he was naked when he came back in the room, his big pierced dick soft and swinging against his legs as he sauntered over to me. “I find it's more relaxing if we're both naked. Is that okay?” I already felt cotton-mouthed, but nodded that it would be fine. He gently laid my head down into the foam ring and straightened out my arms against my sides. He kneaded my shoulders and my upper arms before moving lower to the small of my back and then to my ass. He rolled my cheeks in his hands, spreading them wide. I'm sure he got a great peek at my asshole as he worked my ass. He squirted massage oil repeatedly until my back was a sweetly-scented sticky mess and his hands slid smoothly over my curves and into my crack. This whole time, he was standing to the side of the table. I felt his hairy bare legs graze my arm and hand as he worked back and forth alongside me. At one point, I felt his fingers getting close to my asshole, and I could swear his was rubbing his fingertip practically into me. I let out a moan, and he held still. He then put one of his hands over mine and place his hardening cock onto my upturned palm. I didn't know if I should squeeze back or not, but he would up swiveling his hips enough that he was practically fucking my hand. After a few minutes of him working my ass with his dick in my hand, I got up the courage to wrap my hand around his cock and give it a good squeeze. He moaned back with approval as he worked my upper legs and then my feet. When he got to my feet, he pulled away from my hand, which suddenly felt empty. “You like a little assplay?,” he asked me as he took my feet in his strong hands. “Ummmm Hmmmm...” was all I could muster. With that, he mounted the table, straddling my upturned ass. I could feel his hair low-hanging balls and that cold cock piercing against my ass. I shivered as he leaned forward and ran his elbows up and down my back. I was in heaven, practically putty in his hands. After a few strokes, I felt the head of Brendan's cock at my ass. “You okay with me teasing your, hole, man? You know I'm POZ, right?” “Right....,” I muttered back. I myself wasn't sure if I was answering whether or not I knew his status or if I liked him teasing my hole. Either way, I felt him slide in first one greased-up finger, then two. The whole time, he kept massaging my cheeks with his free hand, and slapping my ass with his raging hard POZ cock. “You like that, man? Want something bigger.” “Ummmmmmmm Hmmmmm......,” I moaned back at him, expecting another finger, or perhaps a dildo. What I wasn't expecting was the tip of his pierced cock to slip into me painlessly without any resistance. In that moment, my mind was flooded with my promise of monogamy to my boyfriend at the same time as knowing the dangers of fooling around bare with POZ guys. It felt so good though that I didn't dare ask him to stop. “You ready for more of that? I've got six or seven more inches of where that came from.” “Okay, Brendan. Just put it in. Don't fuck me or anything, just put it in.” I couldn't believe the words that had just escaped my mouth. Brendan eagerly responded by slowly but steadily sinking his POZ cockmonster deeper and deeper into my raw hole. He stayed hard in me for at least ten minutes as he worked my shoulders, not pumping in and out, but pulsing deep inside me. I felt him slowly start to work his cock in and out, each stroke a bit further in and out, and in and out. It hadn't hurt at all given so much massage oil as lube, but now it felt different, almost creamy. I thought it must have been his precum oozing out of his POZ cock that was easing the way now. Brendan pulled my ass a bit higher so I was on my knees and elbows. He reached around to my crotch to find my own drippy cock so hard and sticky that it was matted to my pubes and belly. He wrapped his hand around my cock and allowed me to fuck myself into his hand. He remained still, so I was also fucking myself onto his bare cock. As I got closer and closer to orgasm, I picked up the pace. I was determined to cum before he did so I could pull off and not take his toxic load. As I pumped away, he hissed in my ear, “Slow down man, or you're gonna make me cum in you again!” Hearing that, I blasted off at once, knowing that he had already shot off in me at least once. That must have been why my ass felt so creamy as he worked his tool in me. I shot onto my chest and all over the table and pulled off of his cock. Brendan stayed on his knees on the table and leaned down to scoop up my spooge with his fingers. He pushed my load into his ass with one hand as he fisted his hardon with the other, quickly sending squirt after squirt of POZ cum all over the table. When we had both caught our breath, he suggested that we shower, and that I try to get out as much of his load as possible. He has assumed that since I had seen his private pics and not commented on the tattoo that I would be fine taking a POZ load. As I squatted over the toilet trying to force his toxic goo out my ass, I told him about my promise of monogamy with my boyfriend. “Since when?,” he asked. I was in this apartment last week, and I filled up your boyfriend's hole real good. My jaw dropped as Brendan threw his head back in a laugh. “So that's why he knew the address,” I surmised. We showered together as he fingered my hole again. After Brendan left, I texted my boyfriend. “WE'VE GOT SOME TALKING 2 DO. BRENDAN WAS HERE. HE CAME IN ME A LITTLE. DID HE CUM IN U?” I got a photo response a few seconds later: A pic of Brendan balls deep in my boyfriend's raw hole on the same table in our living room, followed by a one-word text, “YES.” I knew then and there that monogamy was a joke, and that we would be needing a “couple's massage soon. To be continued....

Every bug chaser remembers the first time they made that fateful decision to knowingly take a poz load, and I'm no exception. It was quite a few years ago now, back when gay.com was still a good way to meet guys for hookups. I had been chatting with this one guy for quite some time, on and off. I still remember his profile name: Big N8R. His name was (you guessed it) Nate. And Nate had an 8 incher with a PA, so you can pretty much figure out why I kept talking to him. The only wrench? Big N8R was HIV positive. We flirted back and forth whenever we saw each other on, but I could never pull the trigger. I mean, he was definitely cute (rough looking, scruffy goatee, full sleeve tats) and had a big ol' cock, but he was poz and I didn't know if I was ready for that. Plus Nate made it very clear that he was all about fucking bareback and he didn't like to pull out. Well, one night I was online and had basically been cruising to get my ass fucked all day-- no takers. This left me exceedingly horny and exceedingly frustrated. A dangerous combo, as all you bug chasers know. Add to that I'd had a couple beers so... It was about 1 am and I was itching to get fucked. Some morbid fuckers might say I was "dying" for it. Anyway, Nate's online, so you can figure out what happened next: Me: Dude, I'm so horny! I really need dick tonight! Nate: I'd love to help you out, but you know my deal Me: Yeah, I know. And I think I'm ready for it Nate: Um, really? Do you know what you are asking for? Me: I've fantasized about your cock in me for a long time-- I think it's time we fucked. Nate: Ok. Just so we're clear-- I'm Poz. And I fuck bare. And I don't like to pull out. Me: Yeah. Um, if I asked you to pull out-- would you? Nate: well.... for you? Yeah. But I don't make a habit out of it. and I don't think you'll want me to Me: I really want to try this Nate: You sure? point of no return you know.... Me: Yes. And I texted him my address. He was at my door in 15 minutes, and naked beside my bed in one. First off, let me just say I picked a doozy for my first poz experience. Nate was 6'2", decently in shape (like you could almost see a six pack), tattoos everywhere including full sleeves, and that COCK! His pics didn't do it justice. It was every bit 8 inches, slightly arced downward, and one of those that is big to begin with but the middle is even fatter. And at the tip gleamed a huge PA. Turns out he had a 2 gauge in. Holy fuck. Secondly, let me just say I was nervous as fuck. You bug chasers can relate to this. I was standing on the edge of a precipice and just like Nate said-- point of no return. I knew I was about to "knowingly" take an HIV positive load in my ass. From a cock with a PA. The chances of infection would be high. The danger of the situation was intoxicating, but the implications were daunting. My stomach was in chaotic knots while I looked at his stiffening cock. My body was in a war with itself. My ass wanted that cock. My stomach was conflicted. My mind was screaming not to do this as it was too risky. And my cock was thickening at the sight of him. You can guess which side won in the end. Nate said, "You ready?" And I told him I was really nervous about the whole thing. He told me to just relax and that he really would pull out or stop any time if I asked him to. And with that, I dropped to my knees and started trying to suck his cock. I don't like trying to suck cocks with PAs as the metal clinks against my teeth and it's really jarring. So we only did this for awhile as I was very clumsy at it. Plus he didn't need any motivation for the main event as he was already drooling precum. Nate hoisted me up by my armpits and pushed me back onto the bed. "You don't need to suck me anymore cuz I'm just here for this sweet ass." He pushed my legs high and dove his tongue into my crack. And damn he knew what he was doing! Within 5 minutes he had be begging for that cock. I was on my back at the edge of my bed (it was a taller bed-- perfect height for a top standing and fucking me while I reclined) and he grabbed the gun oil. He lubed that big cock of his while staring into my eyes. "Last chance," he said. At this point I just grabbed behind my knees and opened my ass for him as a reply. The entry was excruciating. I had only been fucked by a guy with a PA once before, and it was a much smaller gauge. Feeling all that cool metal at my hole made my pucker seize up, and Nate basically had to force his cock inside me. "Fuck you're tight! Just relax, baby. You're gonna need to relax to take the fucking I'm about to throw. Oh, and by the way? It takes me forever to cum." I will say that Nate wasn't really out to hurt me-- at least at the beginning. He worked his cock in slowly (once that head and PA got past my ring) and bottomed out inside and left it there for a minute or two so I could get used to his size. He rocked gently side to side, helping me open up. And little by little, I did. He started slowly withdrawing and then pushing back inside. I could feel the PA shifting and moving inside me with every slow thrust. In my mind, I knew it was dragging across my intestines, possibly doing damage and putting microtears in the lining where the infection could enter my bloodstream. This made my stomach knot even more, but again, the sexy danger of it all gave me a raging boner which acted as a handle for Nate. "Looks like someone's enjoying this cock," he said with a smirk. "Oh my god! My ass is so FULL! I've never had this much cock in me-- And that PA! I can feel it moving inside me-- it's incredible. Don't stop fucking me, Please?" I begged. That's when Nate knew he had his victim. The more Nate fucked, the more into it I got. The idea of his cock being positive was fading into the background as the intensity of the fuck filled all of my present thoughts. I became a bottom machine on a mission-- to take his cock and load. Before long I was grabbing the edge of the bed and bucking my ass into his cock to force him as deeply into me as he could go. His PA was breaching my second ring at this point and the pleasure/pain was indescribable. You know, that painful punch deep in your guts but once the cock goes inside it's like the gates of heaven open up and choirs of angels are singing. True to his word, it took Nate a long time to cum. He probably fucked me for an hour solid-- and I was almost swallowing my tongue with the pleasure. By the end, he had my ankles in his hands and was completely withdrawing his cock and ramming it all the way back in to the hilt. Again and again and again. The PA just ripping past my sphincter like it was tissue paper. My poor neighbors! I know I was getting loud, but I didn't care. I was speaking in tongues and begging for him to cum. And begging for him to never stop fucking me. And begging for more and harder and deeper and whatever else I could beg for. I remember Nate finally looking down at me and into my eyes, and he got this almost quizzical look on his face... and then he rammed all the way inside me, as deep as he could go and he held it there. He froze in place, body tensed, not breathing. And then I felt the throb. His cock head was throbbing out that poz load deep into my guts-- well up into my abused second ring. Nate just kept looking into my eyes as his cock shot jet after jet of dick poison into me. I found I wasn't breathing or moving either. I was just as frozen as he was-- letting him plant this toxic seed inside my guts. When his orgasm subsided, we finally came back to ourselves. He was still buried in me, and he grabbed my precum leaking cock and he started to jack me off-- slowly. He timed the strokes on my dick with slow, short strokes of his cock in my ass. I was already near the edge, so it only took an agonizing minute before I felt my load boil out of my nuts and shoot all over my belly. He scooped up my neg load and ate it greedily. And then he ever-so-slowly pulled his softening cock out of my clenched hole. The PA was the last to pop out, and it was like my hole didn't want to let it go. We still hadn't spoken a word at this point, and we both crawled up onto my bed and lay side by side. Finally he broke the silence. "You ok?" He asked. "Yeah, I think so. Um, you didn't warn me when you were going to cum so I could have had you pull out...." "Would you have asked me to?" he inquired. "No. But if I had, would you have pulled out?" I asked back. "Honestly? No. It would have been like stopping an avalanche." We lay in silence a while longer. Then he got up and began to get dressed. "So that was your first poz load, huh? How are you feeling?" "Ok. A bit conflicted now that its over. But also turned on. And ashamed. And I feel stupid. And exhilarated. Lots of things." "Yeah," he said as he was at the door and ready to go, "Everyone remembers their first charged load."

Fucked 4 loads today into pig and smoking some delicious t. Noticed the rash on him so I guess that means am truly back and charged up boys...

Jason fell in love with Barry's house the moment they drove up the drive. It was not ostentatious, just a nice sized classic Arts and Crafts architecture. As Barry gave the grand tour talking enthusiastically about each unique piece of furniture he had crafted Jason's love for the house turned into adoration for the home; not to mention the hairy dad bod tour guide. Jason was out of his clothes and into the eight person hot tub the moment they reached the back deck. As Barry had anticipated, the house tour was finished. Barry methodically began removing and folding each article of his clothing. Jason had known Barry would be hairy but had not been prepared for the Neanderthal almost ape like hairy dad that emerged. When Barry's boxers came off and he turned to carefully fold and add them to the pile Jason got an excellent view of the most beautiful fur covered bubble butt he had ever seen. Before joining Jason in the tub Barry went to the outdoor bar fridge grabbing two bottles of beer and frozen plastic beer steins, the kind with ice between the outer and inner layers. Barry was following his natural unhurried commitment to taking care of every last detail. Climbing in the tub Barry handed Jason his beer and casually leaned in to give him a gentle kiss. To Jason's surprise Barry then moved back across to sit on the far side facing him. As in the car, their chat was unhurried, casual and comfortable. Naturally the topic of the play came up with both sharing their commitment to safe sex and the use of condoms. Jason learned that Barry had only rare encounters, his work took priority. Barry was not surprised to learn that Jason was a nudist of long standing, and quite sexual active with no one specific type of guy or age turning his crank. To put it simply, Jason just loved sex. He'd even been with a few women over the years; but, his biggest passion was for men. Stating this Jason slowly moved over beside Barry taking hold of Barry's semi-hard cock. Barry's cock immediately began to stiffen. Jason maneuvered Barry's hand to his butt and a finger penetrated Jason's smooth hole. Jason moved up in front of Barry so his fingers would have free access and Barry swallowed Jason's beautiful cock. For the next ten minutes Jason face fucked Barry as Barry used multiple fingers to fuck Jason. Everything about their love making was unhurried, even when they reached the beautifully hand crafted four poster king size bed. Barry's carefully sheathed cock fucked Jason more than once that night, and each night thereafter. Other than work they were hardly ever out of each other's sight. Jason gave up his shared apartment before the first week had passed. It was truly a one night stand that morphed immediately into life long commitment.

I'm sure there are some doms out there that would be more than happy to make douche boys life a living hell, he'd be wearing a collar and eating out of a dog dish in no time. "Tough" guys like him break really easy. He'd be begging to go to prison inside a week.

He’s horrible.

I have an admittedly low bar for whomever wants to breed me. You got a hard cock? Mount up. That being said, I don't fuck seditious, treasonous, anarchist, racist, tr*mpists. Full stop.

Chapter Sixteen I woke up in the backseat of Jack's car in only my jockstrap. My head was throbbing and my mouth felt like it was filled with kitty litter. I moaned slightly and Jack said from the front seat, “There's water on the floorboard, drink a lot.” “Thanks,” I croaked as I fumbled around for a bottle. Finding one I twisted it open and downed it in one gulp. Tossing the empty I grabbed another and took another long swig. I laid back down on the seat, the feeling of the moving car was relaxing as all fuck. “Was my dad there?” I asked all of a sudden. “No, but we found a new kink for you.” I closed my eyes and groaned, “Fuck, what is wrong with me?” “What? Nothing is dude. Your dad is fucking hot, I'd want him to fuck me too.” “But he's my dad!” “And? Logan is my brother and I fuck him on the regular, what's the big deal?” “Um, we're related?” “And?” I had no answer to that. “Look man, you're going to have to come to realization that things are considered weird only because people think they're weird. Nothing in the world is automatically wrong or right, it's all about how you see things. If your dad wasn't your dad you'd be drooling over him, the only thing stopping you from acting on is it the fact the world says you shouldn't try to fuck your dad.” “That he'd try to kill me if I did.” “Not true, get anyone horny enough they'll fuck anything.” I sat up, “My dad is a thousand percent straight.” “So were you a week ago, and now look at you.” He had a point. “No, forget it. I am not going to get my dad to fuck me.” “Ok,” Jack said with a smile, “But that's your choice, not mine.” I dropped the subject, but the image of it would not leave my mind. We got back to Jack's house and I stumbled into the shower and rinsed off since I had dried cum all over me. As I washed myself off I imagined my dad in front of me, water pooling off of him, his muscles glistening under the water... I shook my head and went back to washing...my dick did not drop the image as fast though as it started to harden. Shaking it off I finished up and walked out into Jack's room, drying off. Jack was sitting on the side of his bed, checking his phone. “Dude,” I said getting his attention. He looked up and I looked down at my half hard cock. “Seriously?” he said with a laugh, “You just got trained by like four guys.” I felt myself blush but he shook his head, “You want more?” he asked. I nodded. “Blackthorn was just asking me when we were coming back by,” he said holding his phone up. My cock twitched. “Ok, I'll tell him we're coming over. But you know he likes you stoned out of your mind, you ready for another hit of X?” I nodded, “And poppers?” He raised his eyebrows, “It's like I created a monster.” I hurried and dried off so I could throw some clothes on. We got to his house and my whole body was vibrating like I was about to go to Disneyland. Jack turned the car off and turned to me, “You see? I told you I knew what was best for you? What id getting fucked by four strangers get you? A desire for more. You trust me?” I nodded, “Completely.” “Ok come on, let's get you dosed so you can get fucked like the dog you are.” My cock twitched at being called a dog. The door opened as we walked up and Blackthorn filled the doorway, looking three kinds of pissed. “Young man what did I tell you about curfew?” he barked. I froze, realizing he was talking to me. “I'm sorry sir, it was my fault. We were...” Blackthorn didn't even glance at him, “Jack, this is between me and your brother, stay out of it. What do you have to say for yourself?” Oh god I was so turned on. “I-I'm sorry dad?” He grabbed my ear and pulled me in “Sorry isn't going to cut it!” I stumbled into the house and heard the door slam behind us. “I have told you if you're going to live in my house then it is my rules. You know the punishment for disobeying! STRIP!” Jack stood behind me with a slight smile on his face. “Dad!” I protested, “Jack is right there, can't we do this...” Blackthorn walked over and grabbed my shirt and practically tore it off of me, “I said fucking strip now!” I kicked my shoes off as I unbuttoned my jeans. Blackthorn looked over at Jack, “You too mister, strip.” Jack looked surprised by the started undressing too. I was naked, standing in his living room, as turned on as I ever had, “I'm done dad.” Blackthorn looked me up and down with a lustful eye, his eye pausing on my rock hard cock. He sat down in his chair and patted his lap, “Assume the position.” I moved towards him slowly, not sure what he meant and he grabbed my head and pulled me onto his lap, “When I tell you to do something, I expect it to be done!” He slapped my ass hard and I yelped in shock at the feeling of his hand across my cheek. He slapped me again and again and again, his stings piling up on top of each other, making me wince at first and then finally flinching. “I'm sorry!”I cried out as my ass began to burn. “Sorry isn't good enough!” he said continuing to wail on me. My has had to be glowing red bow and tears formed in my eyes as I squirmed under his blows. “Are. You. Going. To. Obey. Me?” he asked, a hard slap with each word. “Yes sir!” I cried out. “Who am I?” “I WILL DADDY! I PROMISE....I WILL!!” I was crying now, his hand was a blur on my tender butt. “You better!” he said, giving me two hard final slaps. I laid there, panting, my ass felt like it was literally on fire. “You, your turn.” he snapped at Jack. Jack, who was naked now, edged towards us and Blackthorn grabbed his wrist and brought him to his knees, “Make your brother feel better.” he said, shoving Jack's face at my ass. Slowly I felt Jack;s tongue trace over my tender skin, even hi licks stung but it also felt good., “All over, get all over.” He slathered all over my ass, his tongue licking every inch of my ass. It was so tender, so cold that I moaned in response. Blackthrorn grabbed my chin and made me look up at him, “I hate hurting you buddy, but you're a bad boy aren't you?” I nodded, “I'm sorry dad, I try...” Jack's tongue moved over a sensitive spot and I hissed...”Oh fuck...please dad no more...” “We aren't done bud, you know that,” he said slipping a finger into my mouth. I began to twirl my tongue around it, knowing that this is exactly what I wanted. “And you,” he said slapping the back of Jack's head, “Really get in there!” Jack's hands tenderly moved my cheeks apart and I felt him rooting around towards my hole, the tip of his tongue trailed around my hungry hole and I began to suck on Blackthron's finger all the more. “Eat your brother out, get him ready for the night,” he commanded Jack. Jack began to really dig into my hole, the pain from my spanking was fading as I felt his tongue touch my inner walls, making me want to get fucked so bad.... “Oh yeah Jack,” I called out, “Right there....that's it...” He responded by pushing even farther into me, making me squeal with joy. Jack's face was torn off my ass and I was dropped onto the ground, “Ok boys, you're both in big trouble.” Jack knelt next to me, our cocks both raging hard. “Who wants to go first?” I raised my hand, “I do daddy, please...please punish me first.” “Lay down on the ground, face first, hands behind your back.” I scrambled to assume the position, my hard cock pressed up against my abs and the floor. I heard him moving around and then he knelt down next to me, “Relax,” he said, placing something between my cheeks, a plastic tip nudging into my hole. I willed myself to just let it happen and he shoved it into me, and then a slow warmth filled my ass. I pushed back, feeling it burn through my guts. I groaned as the warmth engulfed me, my head just spinning in place. I kept pushing back, trying to shove the bottle further up my ass. I was completely fucked up. They were talking to each other but the words refused to focus, he took the bottle away and my ass felt cold. “Who's my good boy?” a voice asked, “Who is daddy's good boy?” “Daddy?” I asked, realizing it was my dad's voice. “Yeah bud, it's me. You my good boy?” “Oh daddy...my ass...it's so empty...” His hand moved over my abused cheeks, “I now sport, you want daddy to fill it?” I pushed my ass up, “Daddy...please....please...” God my head was fucking ringing. I felt my dad's face press between my cheeks, his stubble ticking the sides as his tongue forced it's way into me. “DAD!” I called out, feeling him enter me without hesitation. His tongue was so thick...so warm...I pushed back onto him, my head buried in the rug, my ass raised like the good cunt I was. “You like that bro?” Jack asked next to me, “You like our daddy eating you out?” Our? My head was so fogged...was Jack my brother? Did we have the same dad? The same dad with a thick tongue...so far into me... “Oh he's in me...” I panted, feeling him trash the walls of my ass again and again, “He's so far in me...” “Everett,” Jack said, making me look up. He was holding his hard cock in his hand, “Suck your brother's cock.” Jack was my brother? That was my brother's cock? My brother had such a fucking hot cock. I took the head into my mouth and moaned as I tasted his precum spread all over my tongue. I had never felt so fucking good before, my dad was eating my out while my brother started to pump his thick cock into me mouth, forcing me to suck him off. “Yeah, my big brother is little cum pig isn't he?” Jack said, running his fingers through my hair. I grunted around his dick as I felt dad shove my cheeks as far apart as they could, his tongue touching deep within me, making me want more. They both used me for a few minutes, driving me crazy with lust. Finally I came off my Jack's cock, “Daddy please fuck me!” My little brother grabbed my head and shoved it back down on his cock before I could beg some more. My dad's face came off of my ass and again, it was so cold and empty...I whined around the dick in my mouth. “My needy little boy wants daddy to fuck him?” I nodded around Jack's dick. “You gonna be my good boy from now on?” he said, his large, bulbous cockhead pressing up against my twitching, little jock hole. Oh god my dad was going to fuck me, I could feel the warmth of his massive dick just hovering by my ass, asking me for permission to enter. Without a second's hesitation I pushed back, feeling the cock that brought me into the world push into my abused hole, hearing my dad groan as he popped into me made a glob of cock snot escape my dick and gather around my abs. “Such a tight hole, my boy has such a tight little hole for daddy don't you?” I didn't stop, even though the walls of my ass were burning I wanted, no I needed my dad's cock in me as quickly as possible. “Oh yess...” he exclaimed as I buried myself on that dick, my hole literally spasming from forcing such a thick cock into me so quickly. “Dad....” I panted, Jack's dick escaping my mouth as I tried not to cry out in pain. My dad's big hands held my hips still as he felt my ass walls quiver around his meat, he was giving his pussy son time to adjust to his cock before he bred me like the cunt I was. “Yeah, he said running a hand down my muscular back, “Such a good boy...such a good, little faggot boy aren't you?” I nodded as I felt him slowly back out of my ass a quarter inch, taking my guts with him, I gasped and he pushed back into me, his dick smashing across my prostate like it was a traffic accident. The pain was forgotten as whatever the fuck I was stoned on combined with the pleasure of being fucked and I slammed my ass back as hard as I could, burying that cock deep within me. He chuckled as he pulled nearly all the way out of me and then pushed into me so hard I went down to my elbows. “Gonna fuck you like I fucked your momma,” he sneered as I whimpered from his assault. “You gonna be my cunt? You gonna be my live in cunt boy? He asked as he started to pile drive into me. “Yes daddy,” I exclaimed, “I'm your cunt...I'm your cunt boy....” “Daddy's little jock cunt...you be waiting at home for me? Waiting with that ass ready?” I nodded into the caret, “I will daddy, be naked, my cunt already wet for you to use...” “And your brother? You gonna let your little brother breed you?” “Jack too, anyone, I'll let anyone fuck me if you say so daddy....please...please...” I felt that cock slide out of me and I actually cried out and looked behind me in a panic. “Please daddy, please...I'll be a good boy, please fuck your boy....” He moved back up ti his chair and sat down, his cock towering upwards like a monument to everything that was sex, “Come show daddy how much you love him.” he said. I scrambled to my feet and climbed up over him, my aching hole sliding down over his dick, making me close my eyes and sigh in pure pleasure, “Daddy....” I moaned. “That's my big boy,” he said, holding my waist as I slid up and down on his cock, “Look at my big, jock pussy fucking himself.” “So good...dad you're so goood...” I babbled as that cock slid in and out of my guts with abandonment. “You love me boy?” he asked, licking the sweat off my neck as I kept fucking myself on him. “I love you daddy, I love you...” “You love your brother?” “I love Jack...I love you...I love...I love...” He stopped my bouncing and I felt Jack's cock press next to his and then forcec it's way into me. I let out a throaty moan as I felt my brother and my father's cock fight for room inside my tiny little jock pussy. The walls of my ass screamed as I felt both of them push into me, not caring if there was room or if I was ready. I held on to my dad's shoulders as they both started to fuck me raw, savagely just thrusting into me, both of those cocks adjusting my guts in ways I hadn't felt before. I held on for dear life as I felt them wreck my hole beyond belief. “You like this Ev?” Jack asked from behind me, “You want more?” “Fuck me, please...” I begged as I began to meet their thrusts. “You our cunt?” my dad asked, “You gonna be our new cunt?” “I'm your cunt, I'm your hole....” “Fuck I'm close...” Jack exclaimed. “Me too,” dad said, “His hole is fucking like a vice...” “You want some new brothers?” my dad asked me, “You want us to breed you with our seed?” The thought of my dad shooting in me, filling my cunt with his sperm.... “DADDY!” I cried out, just the thought of it pushing me to orgasm. “Gonna fucking make you pregnant, gonna shoot my babies in you...” “Breed me daddy, please....breed me...” “Fucking shooting....” Jack said as I felt his cock pulse in me, my dad's fat cock right behind me. My guts were filled with my brothers and sisters as I let my dad and brother use me as their cum dump. The thought that they had just used me as a willing cunt made my own cock throb and then begin to shoot load after load of cum between me and dad. I felt the warm splashes under my chin and on my chest, I saw globs hit dad's face and I licked each drop off like an obedient dog, trying to give his master as much pleasure as possible. My destroyed jock ass tried desperately to clench around the two cocks but it was wrecked, the wet, squelching sound as Jack pulled out of me evidence that I was going to be dripping cum for hours on end. I slid off my dad's lap and felt the warm trickle of my siblings down my leg as my ass spasmed, burping out cum bubbles one after another, as my cock fired dry blanks from my fucking. I laid there, as fucked as I ever had been, a content smile on my face as I heard my dad say, “That's my good slut.”

Hey so I recently met a fellow cumdump and we’ve been chatting with each other and sharing experiences. We’ve become sorta like ‘dump bros’ as we call it where we encourage each other and help each other become better cumdumps. There’s no competition for cock between us or anything like that. We just encourage each other and and chat about our unique experience as cumdumps. I was wondering if other dumps have something like this or are interested in something like that. I find that I enjoy connecting with fellow cumdmps 🙂

i fundamentally am disgusted how the gay community is highlighting him as hot. what he did was treason, plain and simple. he doesn't deserve any adoration

Always down to bond with other bro’s as we collect loads. Douche together, share skank hotel room, shoulder to shoulder. Tongue out each other’s fukholes.

Went to signal club nudest night in sydney. Partying stripped got on this fuck bench ass towards door luded for couple hours breed by 4 to 6 guys then went to glory hole put ass at the hole got ass fuck again . then opened the door for anyone. couple more loads. then went to the den got in sling got 1st bbc plus couple other big cocks . Was fucked so hard had bruised tail bone couldn't sit down for couple weeks

Weed provides me with a similar feeling to poppers in that it lowers my blood pressure and relaxes my smooth muscle to some degree. Not to the same extent as poppers, but it lasts longer. I also find it difficult to get an erection at all when smoking/eating THC, and can get paranoid about social interaction. I don’t have those problems with poppers. But weed affects people differently I’ve found—maybe you don’t have those side effects. I recently had a bathhouse experience like you’re looking for. Got fucked bareback by five guys with big cocks, got spit-roasted for my first time ever, and took four loads in my ass and two in my mouth. Can’t wait to do it again. My advice for your bathhouse trip? - Research the busiest days to go. Squirt.org is good for checking out the popularity of local cruising spots including bathhouses. - Get a room. You can prep there and relax if you need a break. Or you can open the door if it’s busy waiting for loads. - Draw attention to yourself as you walk inside and go to your room. Wear your sluttiest clothes. I wore my tank top that says “Cum In My Ass” and had my jock strap peeking out the top of my shorts—got a lot of attention as I walked in. Make eye contact with anyone who remotely looks like they have a nice cock. - When you’re ready, start cruising the place. The first time you see a group of guys in a more public area of the club (video room, hallway, darkroom, slurp ramp) make your move. Don’t wait because you think there are only a couple guys and you want to see what the rest of the club has to offer. Go up to the first guy who catches your eye and ask if you can stroke him. Then get on your knees and stick your ass out. Swallow him whole. Hopefully there are more guys nearby. Try to catch their eye while you’re sucking the first guy. Once you get two cocks, more will join in. - If it doesn’t work and all you get is one guy, no worries. Cruise around and try again. Be aggressive and slutty. You can’t get enough dick. Act like it. Happy hunting!

This is exactly what I would love to find as well - a cumdump wingman to go hunting and collecting loads together and encouraging each other to take any cock on offer. I have approached some guys on the apps (that I know are total bottom sluts) and suggested that we be naked, ass up and blindfolded together for tops to come and use... but it's never received really well (even without the blindfold). Some are curious, but when it comes to it, most bottoms want to be the centre of attention and are reluctant to share. I met one guy who absolutely loved group and gangbang scenarios. But he had one rule: he was to be the only bottom in the room and he made no exceptions! If two other guys started fucking each other, he didn't want to be there. I thought it was a bit over-the-top, but each to their own. As I am also a proud voyuer, I find that there's nothing hotter than watching another bottom getting fucked hard, especially if I know I am about to get the same treatment.

Hi guys just laying here absorbing a nice load from a new top this year. Found a nice new big sucked Latin boi to start loading me this year. Just too his second load. He HMU and need to within twenty minutes he was in me trying to leave his boi cream in this fat hole. He did just that emptied his Latino balls in my fat ass twice so laying her like a good fat cum dump letting it soak in. Back to sleep 💤

I think @BlackDude has it right. Check out this article. It has pictures of him out of makeup. He pings my gaydar (not that I am happy he's one of us). [think before following links] https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-9130409/QAnon-Shaman-33-year-old-failed-actor-lives-mom.html

I just saw people on Facebook referring to him as “screaming goat guy.” 🤣 Apparently, he’s on a hunger strike in jail because the food is not organic.

Part 6 I woke up to my guy, yea the poz guy fucking me and shooting his load in me again and then he kissed my neck and told me he would be back tonight, but it would be 11 PM and I need to be waiting ass up again for him. I told him I would be ready, and he kissed me and told me he is so glad we met. Not sure we every really met since I have had my blindfold on, but I get what he was saying. I can not believe I like this guy so much. I can not believe he likes that other guys fuck me, and it is so hot having him feed me the cum in my ass. I dozed off and then woke and it was 8:30 AM. I called into work again and told them I was still not well and got in the shower and got ready for my straight prison guy. I got on the computer and the big horse hung dick guy had emailed me and he told me he would be free at noon and then I would need to give him my address and he would drop off a butt plug. If I could fit that in my ass he would still come by and if not, I should practice till I could before emailing him back. So, what I did was email him and give him my address and confirm that he would still fuck me if I emailed him that the butt plug was inside me. He confirmed and told me he would drop it off at 10 on this way to the gym and I should email him before he heads home at noon if I wanted his dick inside me. I emailed just one word – Understood! Prison guy emailed that he was on the way and he arrived at 9:30, he knocked, and I opened the door to this rough looking guy with a tatted neck and a few tears drops at his eye. I think that means he is in a gang. He walked in and dropped his pants, and he was already sporting a hard on. I came over and lift his dick half hard already and began to suck on it till it was hard. He pulled his dick out and walked to the sofa and sat and motioned for me to come over and service him. I came over and began to suck his big dick and kiss it all over and lick the shaft and he pushed my head down to his balls and suck on them and licked for five minutes and then he lifted his legs and had me eat his hairy hole. That is when I heard him moan as my tongue slowly fucked his hole and he spread his ass more. I ate and tongued his hole for ten minutes and then he told me to suck his dick again and I did as I licked all the precum all over his dick and then swallowed it and he told me to slow down and show me I loved his straight dick. I started to slowly suck on his big dick and then he pulled me off and told me to open my mouth and he spit in my mouth three times and told me to swallow. I did and then he shoved me back down to his ass as he lifted his legs and make me tongue his hole while he called me a fag slut, ass whore and nasty bitch all making my dick even harder. I must have been doing a great job because he moaned and guided my head back to his dick and had me suck his cock some more and told me I was going to get his first load. Swallow it fag and back to eating my ass. The guy came a lot and flooded my mouth, but I swallowed it all and then he guided my mouth off his cock and went back to his ass. He ended up feeding me three loads and making me eat his hole for more than an hour and in total I serviced him two hours before he told me he had to go. He looked at me and as he got dressed and said I would make a good fag one day and spit on my face and walked out. I hoped he wanted more in the worst way but remembered that I needed to be able to get the butt plug inside me if my monster cock horse hung guy was going to fuck me. I went out and there was a bag, it was stappled and read text me only if it fits. I opened the bag and pulled it out and it looked like I would never get that inside me. If only one of the guys who fisted me had just finished, then I may have a chance. I got out my biggest dildo’s and lubed my ass and rode them and tried to slide in the butt plug and no use. I rode them more and tried again and no go, I had never slid my fist inside me and, but I worked my hand and after five minutes I had my fist inside me, and it felt amazing and then I lubed up the butt plug and after five attempts it finally popped in and hurt like the mother. I went over to my phone and text him that the butt plug was in and I wanted him to come use me. His email back said, good and that he would be there in twenty minutes. Be ass up on the bed butt plug in. I grabbed my poppers and a few minutes before I thought hew as to arrive, I started to huff them and then I heard the door. He came in and rubbed my ass and felt around the plug and lubed up around my hole and tried to slide on of his fingers inside me and I was too tight. He pulled back on the plug and it hurt so much and then he twisted it and played like this for five minutes and then he was able to slide his finger in with the plug. He slides it around the plug as if he were lubing it just under my ass lips and he sprayed impact on a rag and tossed it to me and I put it in my mouth and while I was going in a and out, he grabbed it and pulled, and my hole opened and out popped the plug. He lubed up a huge dildo and forced it inside me and fucked my ass with it. I went back and four from pleasure to pain as that huge dildo hit my prostate. Then he stopped and I felt him slide his hand in and grab my and put them in what sounded like a zip tie. My dick was hard, but he did not touch it. Then two more zip ties as he tied off each ball also. I wondered what the fuck all that was for and then I felt his big dick up against my used hole and he pressed in and I heard him say that it fags. He pressed and slide that big dick inside me and filled me up and it hurt until he hit my prostate and then he slowly fucked my hole. He fucked me for ten minutes and then told me I earned my first load. This went on for thirty minutes three more loads. He then told me I was done for today and that I did okay. Your balls can be released now, each time I fuck you, I will separate them, so you do not cum. I heard a snap then it happened twice more, and I started to leak precum. He told me that he would need me when he was back in town in three days. Then told me I was better then the ad I had posed for huge poz cock. What the fuck I thought but did not say a word as he got dressed and left. I got up and rushed back to the computer and emailed him to ask him about the ad he mentioned, and he sent me a link. There I was, it read: Neg bottom not on PreP want big dick and POZ cum deep inside me. No questions asked, prefer if you are not on meds either. I had a pit in my stomach as I had just let this huge dick wreck me inside and put his PoZ Cum deep inside me. He sent me another email with his post to my ad. “just wrecked this fag’s hole, three dirty loads deep inside him.” I wanted to cry but I started going through all the post and see most of the guys had no stats and assumed they were POZ too. Maybe even the guy who said he was straight. My dick was still hard from not coming but needed something else and my hole would not satisfy most right now so I hit up the prison guy in hopes he would let me suck his dick and eat his hole again. I read more emails and a few even said they wanted to poz my neg hole. If only I had opened these earlier maybe I could have stopped this. In my search I found the script and called the pharmacy to see if I could come get the pills and got dressed and rushed off and picked them up but did not take them straight away as I walked a block down the street to an adult bookstore and went in and back to the booths. It was dead but there were a few guys there and I found a both with a glory hole and fed some money in and proceeded to jack my dick and the first guy came in and fed his cock through. Nice fat dick, I sucked him till he was heard, and he shot in my mouth and I swallowed it and he left, and another guy came in after that. These two must have been the older guys in the hallway and after I had drained the second there was a long pause and then some fingers appeared. The hand and fingers looked young and I was horny as fuck, so I put my dick up and the kid sucked my dick and he then pulled off and came over and knocked and I let him in, and he got on his knees and sucked my dick more and licked my balls. I reached down and felt his little hole and knew I wanted to fuck him. The sucking went on for a few more minutes and a nice big dick slide through. I jacked it and then guided the boys head to his dick and had him suck that hot dick as I ate his hole. The boy moaned as I got him all wet and spotted a used condom and grabbed it and pulled out the cum and lubed up the boy’s hole and fingered him. I slide my dick in him as he sucked the big dick and fucked him for a couple minutes and then told him to turn around and the boy got back on my dick as I guided his hole to the glory hole and lubed up that big dick with more of the cum from the condom and I pushed the boy back on that big dick. The boy moaned and I pulled him up and kissed him and he said, should we use condoms. I kissed him again and said we are completely safe boy. No need, this place is full of straight guy who have wives. He moaned in my mouth as the guy fucking him picked up steam and soon tapped on the wall and shoved his dick deep and shot in the boy’s ass. The guy pulled out and got dressed and I kept kissing the boy and the door opened and closed and then I heard a latch and knew another guy was in there. I watched a black cock at the hole and turned the boy around and guided his head to the big dick and told him to suck it. He hesitated but then put it in his mouth and suck that big black cock as it grow and I ate the boys cummy hole for four to five minutes and then turned him around and found another condom and lubed up that black dick and the boy slide back some and he said it was too big but I held him there as poppers appeared at the bottom of the hole under the guys big black cock and I grabbed them and feed the boy as the guy slowly fucked his tight little hole and soon the boy was pushing back and the bbc was long dicking him and he eventually shoved deep and came inside the boy without saying much he pulled out of him and got dressed and left. Leaving me and the boy and I turned him around and fucked his hole and shot my load inside him. Grabbed his phone and put my number in and told him to text me when he got home. I kissed him and told him I wanted to play with him again, tonight at 5:30. Text me and we can meet up here like today. Wow, I had never done anything like that, but it was hot as fuck. This cute little blonde boy just took three anonymous loads. Wow.

Almost three hours later it was late into the afternoon and I lay on the living room floor with cum drying on my chest. Four more Craigslist guys had come over and fucked me making my count 17 and the last one had shot a second load over my body while he made me eat his hole. In all honesty they had started to blend together in the best way. Apart from Tom and Robert, Matt, and a little bit Jeff I had no interest in who these men were. They had become as much a means to an end for me as I was to them. I was just a hole and they were just a way to get more cum inside me. I lay on the floor for a long time. I was exhausted, still horny as hell, but my hole was sore and my body felt spent. Eventually I moved to the bed and snoozed for a little bit, my phone next to me incase another guy messaged me. About a half hour later I got a text from Matt at last, “Hey pig, be there soon!” My cock strained in the cage thinking about taking another load from Matt’s cock, and I was suddenly wide awake. Not five minutes passed before Matt knocked at my door. I rushed to open it without putting anything on. He grinned at my nakedness and walked in. As soon as the door closed he kissed me, his mouth open and inviting. He held the back of my head, pulling me to him and I felt myself melting. I ran my hands down his chest, then held his waist for a minute before slipping down the waistband of his pants. This time thought I didn’t find his hard cock waiting for me, I felt hard plastic. I broke the kiss and looked at Matt questioningly. He grinned, his smile boyish and lopsided, “Sir decided after I told him my friend had just become a caged cumslut, and he decided we should go through that journey together. You’re not upset right?” “Fuck no! It’s so hot that you’re owned, I wanna see you in this cage!” Matt’s body was incongruous with the cage, and that somehow made it even more hot. His well-built body, hairy chest, and half sleeve of tattoos just didn’t seem to fit with the black plastic cage that now surrounded his fat uncut cock. His balls looked even fatter now with the cage ring pushing them forward, and he was already leaking pre-cum. “God, you look fucking hot,” I said, kissing Matt again. “So, do you. I wish I’d have known you were a fucking pig a long time ago, we could have been having so much fun. How many more loads before your goal?” I had told him about Tom and Robert’s goal for me. “Three.” “That’s perfect. I’ve got two guys on their way here now, they’re going to fuck us both but I told them you get all the cum, and then…” he paused and grinned again, “Sir would like to breed your wet cunt as well.” “Seriously?” “Yeah, he loves college boy pussy, especially when its full of cum.” “He knows that I have a pair of Sir’s right?” “Yeah, actually about that, he knows Tom and Robert apparently.” “What?!” “When I told him I had found out my friend was a pig and he was newly caged, he said that his friend Robert had just said they had started training a new pig. That pig, turns out, is you.” I closed the space between us and kissed him hard, our cages pressed together. “What was that for,” he said with another small smile. “I don’t know, I’m just glad that you’re here to go on this journey with me. And…” I paused, “You’re really cute, and nice, and I just wanted to kiss you.” Matt laughed lightly, “I’ve always thought you were cute, but didn’t think that things would go well between us… what with me being suck a slut. Now though…” he trailed off too and kissed me again. We tumbled around until we were on the bed, grinding against each other and smearing precum from our caged. I really liked kissing Matt. I liked feeling his weight against me. I felt the same peace that I felt discovering how much I liked being a sub for Tom and Robert. Matt was feeding some other part of my soul. We rolled around like that for a while before there was a knock on the door and Matt broke our kiss. His face had changed, a wicked light shone in his eyes and he looked hungry. “Our tops are here.” He ran to the door, leaving me naked on my back laying in bed. He opened the door still naked, and let in two men in their mid-thirties walked in the apartment. They each kissed Matt and then looked at me. “This your new friend Mattie?” “Yep, it’s his first day as a cumdump, first day in the cage, first day with a Master.” “You Master take him on too?” “No, Tom and Robert, if you know them.” They both laughed, “Yeah we know Tom and Robert.” “If they’ve claimed you you’ve got to have a good cunt boy.” This was the first time they had addressed me directly and I felt myself blush. Neither one of the men was exceedingly attractive but they were both fit, slightly hairy and I was certain had big fat cocks. As Matt led them into the bathroom they pulled off their clothes and finally, dropping their underwear proved me right. They both were half hard but clearly had thick meaty cocks. My mouth watered. “So here’s the deal,” Matt said, “Get on all fours with your ass next to the end of the bed.” I did as instructed. “Good,” he patted my ass, “Now both of these guys are going to breed each of us. You don’t need to know their names, you are just a cumdump for them. Got it?” I nodded. “Perfect, and after they’re done we’re going to see Sir.” The wicked grin was back across his face as he got onto the bed facing me. We were both mounded on the bed with our asses in the air and our faces inches from each other. The guys got behind us and as Matt kissed me forced their cocks inside of our holes. Matt groaned into my mouth, but didn’t seem to be struggling. I was so full of cum that my top just slid right in. “How many loads you got in your cunt Matty?” “Just two today, but my friend here has seventeen though. His Masters told him he has to take 20 by the end of the day.” “Fucking hot. We’ll get you to 19 don’t worry boy.” With that they started to pound us. Matt would kiss me occasionally or we’d hold onto each other as we got slammed over and over. He was moaning loudly, it was so hot to see him turned into a sub like me. Bucking back on his top Matt was milking that dick for all its worth. I was grinding and tightening up my blown-out hole as much as I could. My top seemed to be enjoying it. He grunted and held on to my hips to fuck me harder and deeper. “God this cunt is fucking wet,” my top grunted, as he leaned forward over my back. I flexed my hole around his shaft and he groaned. “I’m getting close are you?” “Fuck yes, lets breed these cunts.” The both picked up their pace and started breathing heavy, I could feel the guys cock pulsing slightly inside me and then he put his hand on my neck, pushed me forward and shouted. A few seconds later the guy inside of Matt reared back and growled and he bottomed out inside of my friend. As soon as Matt’s top pulled out of him he spun around and started to suck on his cock. I did the same. I tasted all of the loads from my hole on this man’s cock and I licked at it hungrily. His cock softened a little but then as I sucked quickly grew back to its full size. He held my head in place and fucked me a little before saying, “Ok on your backs fags, both this side of the bed.” Matt and I lay down next to each other, he grabbed my hand and held it with our fingers laced, as the tops switched and each lifted our legs onto their shoulders. These men were machines. They were already hard and ready to fuck again. The lined up their cock and sunk into us. My eyes rolled back and I was lost. I felt drops of sweat falling on me. From far away I heard the sounds of sex, and grunts of appreciations from the tops, but I wasn’t there. I had left my body and been lost in the fuck. Tom would later describe this a cum-drunk. I didn’t really return to the moment until I felt me top gab my shoulders and stuff his cock deep inside of me. I moaned, and he flooded me yet again. Load 19 was pumped deep in my cunt. Again we cleaned off their cocks, and then we were left there kneeling on the floor of my apartment, cum dripping from both our holes and smeared all over our faces. Matt kissed me.

Here's my opinion. I don't take political advice from people who can't distinguish between "your" and "you're", between "to" and "too", or "hete" (?) and "here". You also clearly missed my point about AOC, which was that (a) she's too much of a novice to serve as a party leader at this point and (b) she doesn't grasp - or at least, makes no effort to show that she cares about - the fact that different districts have different makeups, and what may sweep her to victory in her district may easily spill over and cost her party two or more seats elsewhere - that she might, at times, be a net loss for the Democratic Party's control of the House. But then, you seem to be one of those "but muh freedomz" people, so bless your heart.

This is a couple years back when this Chinese Businessman was on a layover at O'Hare. I live near the airport and he wanted to drop his load before his long trip back to China. He ended up coming in me 6 times. Every time I thought he was done, he said he had to go one more time to empty his balls. After the first time summing he said he had to take this phone call and for me to be quiet. He was on this business call through the next three loads, making big million dollar business deals the whole time he was fucking me. Like I wasn't even there, just using my hole as a place to dump his load. It was so fucking hot!

Pretty much how i ended up taking my first load. Always made guys wear a condom or put one on after a few strokes. But you will soon find that top - stronger and hornier than yourself. The top that pulls you tight around the throat and fucks his load into you one way or another. And thats when you learn - if you offer your hole up bareback... you are gonna take loads - but you also learn just how much it turned you on... Probably just as you look down and realise you just shot your biggest load ever all over the floor.... hands free. Now enjoy the rest of the journey! Thanks for sharing 😉

Oh my God, it had to have been snowing in Nashville last night - flakes were everywhere. Against my better judgment (I knew better than this, I have only myself to blame) I agreed to meet a guy for a breeding at a hotel room at a point sort of midway between us - about an hour-and-half drive. He had kept up correspondence over several weeks, sent sample video... I figured, take a chance, he might actually show up. On my way down I get a message: “Sorry I missed you.” He hadn’t missed me, the fucker wasn’t even going to try, and couldn’t be bothered to get the timing right on his excuse. But again, not really shocked - Mr “Sam Breedswell”, aka rawdigbreeder on BBRTS, is in his mid-20s. Flaking and ghosting aren’t confined to the twentysomethings, of course, but the practice seems heavily clustered there. Honestly, I just don’t get it. I don’t understand what goes through someone’s mind to make them think to say “OMW” when they have absolutely no intention of moving an inch in your direction (happened twice last night in the space of an hour). Why does someone tell you they’re going to come within a certain time frame, knowing full well that they’re not going anywhere because they have no transportation? Like I said, this shit mostly seems to happen with the younger set, but the most egregious case I ever had involved two men who came to fuck me at a hotel, got as far as opening the door, and then bolted, leaving the door hanging open. They were both 40 years old. In reply to my incredulous WTF message, they said, “We chickened out.”(!)(!!) Who raises children to become adults who think behaving like this toward other people is okay? How does a young man square it with his conscience to string another man along for weeks and cause him to spend the cost of a hotel room and the time and effort of a three-hour round-trip drive, and then just blow him off? Maybe it’s just because I was brought up to be considerate of others that I don’t get this, but their psychology baffles me. I suppose in some cases it may be that a guy gets all wound up in his sexual fantasy talking to another guy online about doing some real thing, and then makes the statement that yes! He’s going to do it! On my way! And then having experienced that heady rush, immediately backs down in the face of reality because the truth is he doesn’t have the courage to follow his desires, or he’s too inhibited, or faces an actual barrier like no wheels. But that still doesn’t change the nature of what the guy does, which is essentially a total lie told to the other person that sets the other person up with a set of false expectations. The other thing is that the flakes do this without any apparent concern that it makes them appear utterly shitty to the people they offend, and burn every bridge they fail to cross as they do it. Their potential future connections get crossed off one by one as those people block them for flaking. In some communities, I imagine it could damage a reputation. Anyone have any better insight? I would like to understand what goes on in their heads. Just as an aside, last night I serviced a man who... did not entirely match his advertising on his profile. His profile pic was so out-of-date it was taken with a flip-phone(!), and he had developed an enormous growth on the top of his head. He told me before he arrived that he really looked forward to a lot of ball licking, and then the first thing he explained to me when he took off his pants was that he had a hernia that sometimes descended into his scrotum (as indeed it had now) and he needed a minute to push it back. I could go on, but I won’t, because none of that is the point. The point is that he showed up. In spite of all the potential reasons he could have faced rejection on arrival, he showed up. And I was happy to pleasure him because that man was more of a man than all of those flakes put together.

I just looked at that. I know my gaydar is broken some days, but come on. I rest my case.

Awesome story. I have never had a massage. Sure would like my first to be just like that one!! I`m neg and not on prep and I would still like it done to me just like that story.

A story that I read over and over again. There are seldom such good stories here. I know of a very similar story in which you only know very late what you have given others. Unfortunately I can only speak German, so I can't post it here.

I hope he winds up someone's bitch in prison.

^^^^ What he said ^^^^ To which I'd add that certain types of speech are abhorrent in modern society. Imagine if someone wanted to speak on why white people are genetically superior to brown and black people. Some of these topics are personal to our community since those conservative speakers often mention things like how marriage should only be between a man and a woman. Or that people should not have control over their own bodies (that assertion on abortion affects our trans brothers and sisters, and even bug chasers). So yes, many college campuses will not allow hate speech. If that bothers you, then it says a lot about you. Universities also don't tolerate fiction being presented as fact. You get to have your own opinions, not your own facts. When science generally agrees to certain facts they typically have gone through multiple rounds of people trying to disprove them (that is literally the "scientific method"). In those cases you're free to publish a paper that tries to argue otherwise and convince the experts in the field that they're wrong. But a university probably won't want you standing in front of a crowd and attempting to discredit years of work by a community of experts. At most they'll want balance and you'll be one of several voices in a debate on the issue.

This is a true story of how I took my first bareback load; I’ve embellished it for this section… I’d been barebacking for a couple of years now, mostly topping for many a demanding bottom, but occasionally I’d enjoy someone entering me bareback. I’d let them fuck me a bit, enjoying the sensation of a cock sliding inside me. But, I was always strict that they would pull out long before they were ready to shoot their spunk inside me. On my way home one afternoon, I was feeling slightly randy and stopped by a gents toilet block next to a park that I knew guys would hang out for sex. Indeed, as I entered I could see a couple of gents occupying two of the toilet cubicles and whilst I was urinating, another guy was wanking his cock at the urinal. I could see it growing before me. I responded by going over to the remaining cubicle, leaving the door open, getting my cock out and wanking it, letting the guy see my own growing manhood. He came over to my cubicle and closed the door behind me, continuing to wank his cock. I sat down on the toilet seat and started to suck on his almost fully tumescent dick. It wasn’t huge, but it was a normal sized penis, now grown to full erection under my mouth’s administration. I stood up and dropped my trousers, not quite knowing what would happen next. The other guy did. He dropped his pants and turned me round to face the toilet and then with only some spit as lube, shoved his now erect cock up my arse and started to pound it hard. At first, I was happy for him to pound away, enjoying the feel of cock sliding in and out of me bare. Conditions were cramped, but I was enjoying the ride! He kept sliding in and out for a good 5 minutes, at which point I felt that although I’d been enjoying the fucking, I didn’t want him to continue anymore as I didn’t want him to seed me. So I tried to pull away and manoeuvre myself back around to face him. His cock slipped out of me, but otherwise I remained trapped with my body still facing the toilet. With another spit on his cock, he re-entered me. I can’t say I wasn’t enjoying the forceful thrusting of this guy’s cock, but I was a little worried about where this would end up. It felt at times a little painful owing to the lack of lube, but otherwise he was going at quite a good rhythm and my arse could easily accommodate his erection. Although it felt good having his bare cock sliding within me, I got more and more concerned that he was going to come in me. So I struggled to get free of his thrusts and once again his dick popped out of my arse. But he wasn’t finished with me and I felt the tip of his cock pushing within me again as he plunged his stiff cock up me for a third time. This time he played with me, changing his rhythm, making me feel his cock rubbing inside me. Sometimes, he almost pulled right out, only to shove his cock firmly inside me again. Much as I was enjoying this, I was having growing concerns that he would ejaculate if he continued like this, so I again resisted him and tried to stop this barebacking going too far. This time, however, despite my protestations, he continued his onslaught. Pushing me against the wall and banging me harder and faster. I was unable to get away from him and feared he was going to explode within me. He fucked me forcefully and relentlessly, I could feel his cock slide in and out. I was resigned to taking my first unprotected load. Then, to my surprise, he just pulled out. There were no grunts, no feeling of spunk flooding me. I felt relieved he’d stopped and not seeded me. That was until I turned round and saw his dick head coated with spunk. He shot his load inside me and I hadn’t even felt it. He wiped his cock clean and left the cubicle, leaving me to come to terms with my first loading.

Part 2 - The Silver Ring Sampson put himself head first in to getting jobs around Cambridge over the next few days and picked up quite a few that kept the other commune members busy and earning them quite a bit of money. They still had their struggles with other trades people who got annoyed since they did really good jobs and word was spreading about the price and quality of work. People were now even coming out of their homes and approaching them when working on a house in the same road. Sampson was sitting on the wall at one of the houses the guys were working on and he discreetly opened the app, almost gasping that he had 20 messages from all types of guys. He spent the next half an hour going through each message then checking their profiles and pictures if they had any. He had to double take one picture thinking it was the guy from Lyndhurst, the face looked almost the same but the body was skinny in comparison. One thing he did notice was that guy definitely looked rough and cheap and therefore probably had nothing of value. He opened the profile of 'Shameless24' and read through 'Versatile and hiv- and no std's', he was beginning to see a pattern that when a guy put his hiv status it could very well mean it was an open invitation for no condom sex. He wasn't adverse to wearing condoms if needed although he preferred it without as the sensation was completely different and heightened his sexual pleasure. "You going to be on that phone all day or help?" Marlon asked tugging at Sampson's leg. Sampson quickly closed the app and put his phone away "Are you done here?" he asked. "Yeah we are waiting for you" Marlon replied smiling. "Sorry, was checking the map to see what area here would be good to hit next" Sampson said. Marlon looked up at Sampson "You feeling better now?" he asked. "Yeah, think I must have got a cold and couldn't shake it" Sampson replied. "Good, I got some beers if you want me to come over tonight" Marlon said smirking. Sampson jumped off the wall "Yeah excellent, could do with a drink and some other stuff" he said. Marlon still held his smirk "Like the idea of the other stuff" he replied quietly. Sampson went up and spoke with the owners who checked over the work and paid him the money shaking his hand thanking them. He got in the van and they drove just over a hundred meters down the road to the next house, he sat there and opened his phone again going back to the message and reading it this time 'Nice piece of meat, luv to meet up. Face pic?' Sampson looked up quickly then back to his phone attaching the picture he had taken deliberately in low light so not to emphasise the colour of his eyes knowing it was a dead giveaway with the unusual colouring. He quickly typed a reply 'Here you go, when you free and can you accommodate?' then hitting the send button he quickly closed the app. This one didn't matter too much as it would be the first and make a good trial run to see how things went. Forgetting about it for the moment Sampson went off to get sandwiches and drinks for the guys then spend the afternoon scouting around other houses in the road for jobs to do. When he returned he opened up the profile of the guy and read through in more detail. He was 24 years old, nothing to look in fact just an ordinary guy but he had a nice trim body and on the face of it looked quite laid back. He looked up watching the guys working on securing some guttering, smiling to himself that actually a few guys in his commune were pretty okay and sexy looking. It was something he had never thought about before and he knew most would say it was his bisexual side showing itself, although Sampson didn't even think he was bisexual he only saw himself as greedy and liking to fuck anything within reason. He definitely was swaying more to the male side finding their bodies more intriguing and beguiling. He got a little aroused thinking about a few weeks ago when Marlon had kissed him accidentally, it was a sweet tender kiss that Sampson enjoyed and well he wasn't about to push Marlon away. What he loved about Marlon was he didn't give a dam and sex was sex no matter who it was with. His cousin was using him as a pleasure toy but so was he and he didn't mind at all. Marlon outside was just a normal man but in private with Sampson he was a total beast, despite the little flouncy part of him he could hold Sampson down easily enough and power fuck him in to the bed when the mood took him. Sampson crashed out on the bed after returning home knackered from working all day and needing to chill out. He did a quick check but there was not response from the 24 year old, the more he looked at the picture the more he wanted to deposit some gypsy babies in him. His thought interrupted with a tapping on his door and Marlon poking his head in. "Are you decent?" Marlon asked sniggering and stepping inside. Sampson sat on the bed "Not when your around" he replied leaning over and closing the curtains. Sampson put some music on and Marlon locked the door and handed him a can of beer. He hadn't even got to open the can before he felt Marlon undoing his jeans and dropping to his knees. Sampson grabbed the back of Marlon's head rubbing it in to his underwear, Marlon sniffed deeply and moaned with his sense of smell filling with the scent of a man who had done a hard days work, sweaty and a faint odour of stale piss that got stronger when he pulled the underwear down. Marlon leaned back a moment admiring Sampson's semi hard cock and the foreskin covering the head, he leaned back in and sniffed the balls running his tongue along the shaft until he reached the opening of the foreskin and he sniffed again. Marlon's cock sprang up so quickly he struggled to undo his jeans to relieve the pressure, the unwashed scent of Sampson was how Marlon liked him, proper gypsy man that smelt like a man and driving Marlon insane. His lips surrounded the hidden head, his tongue lashed at the opening until he licked the tip of Sampson's cock, his taste buds immediately rewarded and moaning in sheer ecstasy. Through the foreskin pre-cum massed then dripped out in a long fine stream to the floor from Marlon's cock. Sampson moaned and took a swig of his beer looking down at his cousin eagerly devouring the head of his cock and using his tongue to push the foreskin back, Marlon's moans getting all the more erotic, Sampson knew it was time and placed his hand behind Marlon's head aggressively pulling him forward and watching his face go red. All the time Marlon tugged at his cock until Sampson released him. Marlon breathed heavily a thick sticky stream of saliva hanging between mouth and cock, his eyes watering looking up at Sampson who took the cue putting his beer down and using both hands he yanked Marlon's head forward again pushing his cock deeper into his throat and holding his head firmly in place, adding a couple of deeper thrusts stretching Marlon's throat. He could feel the resistance building in Marlon, his eyes streaming and face going red suffocating at the mercy of Sampson's cock until he released and Marlon quickly drew back gasping for air. Marlon wiped his eyes and laid on the bed cock in hand and his head at the edge mouth open ready. Sampson leaned over slipping his cock into the warm moistness of Marlon's mouth and slowly started to fuck his mouth, the lips closing tight around his shaft and Sampson knew he wouldn't be able to hold off since he was bursting to cum. Marlon pulled his foreskin back and began masturbating furiously, every time the cock delved deeper in to his throat he could smell Sampson's muskiness driving him crazy. Tapping at the back of his throat the occasional deeper push causing his back to arch off the bed and angle his throat for easier access. All Marlon could see was Sampson's balls hitting his face with solid smacks, when Sampson pushed deeper the ball sack smothered his nose and suctioned on to his nostrils when he tried to breath in. Sampson picked up the pace feeling the familiar signs of his orgasm approaching. Marlon only glimpsed the ball sack contract slightly and heard Sampson moan deep in his chest as he pushed his cock deeper. Silky thick warm fluid coated his throat and started sliding down to his stomach, the cock twitching in his throat spewing larger spurts of cum. His own cock held firmly in his hands began erupting sending a large stream of cum high in to the air and hitting Sampson's chest before dripping back on to the owners body. Finally Sampson pulled his cock out far enough to allow Marlon to swallow properly before pushing it back in for him to clean it properly. Sampson stood upright looking down at the quivering mess that was Marlon, he smiled and leaned down kissing him lightly on the lips and pushing his semi hard cock back in to Marlon's mouth and taking a swig of beer. Marlon giggled and moved his head away sitting up, grabbing his t-shirt he wiped the mess off his and Sampson's chest, lingering a little and unable to resist he kissed Sampson's chest and nipples. Sampson pushed him away laughing and laid on the bed then allowed Marlon to continue kissing and licking his chest. So maybe he wasn't going to get to fuck Marlon tonight, still he had the the most intense orgasm with him that fulfilled his need for now. The following day with another round of jobs Sampson sat in the van and opened the app seeing a reply from the guy 'Defo up to fuck with you, free tonight if you are. Gav' the message included his mobile number. Sampson though kept the messaging through the app rather than give his number out and after a banter of messages back and forward in which Sampson called himself Sam they had agreed to meet up at his flat at 8pm. Sampson almost walking around the rest of the day with a skip in his walk. Leaving the site at 7pm he made his way cross town to a rather run down series of small blocks of flats. The people he passed went about their own business ignoring Sampson and often paving a bigger gap between them as they passed. Sampson checked the messages again and found the block of the flats then messaged Gav to let him know he had arrived and on his way up. Standing outside the door a very faint waft of smoke hit his nose, it was unusual and Sampson knew straight away it was pot having seen some of the guys on the site smoke it and ending up stoned and passing out. He tapped on the door gently waiting for it to open, he could hear the shuffling of feet moving closer and the door unlocked and opened. Gav smirked opening the door wider to let Sampson in, it was definitely him he thought to himself looking at the face which appeared much better in real life than on the photo. Gav only wore only boxers and socks, his pearly white skin ran tight over his body displaying a couple of tattoos on his chest. A chunky silver chain around his neck and bracelet on his left wrist that was exactly the same as the chain around his neck. Sampson stood there watching Gav close and lock the door again before turning to him. "Want some pot before we get down to it?" Gav asked picking up a joint and lighting it. Sampson shook his head "Nah mate, I have to be able to get back after" he said laughing. Gav laughed looking him up and down "Get undressed mate I am fucking horny" he said. He lead Sampson to the bedroom which at best could only be described as a bomb site except for the futon bed that laid in the middle of the bedroom. Gav had already taken his boxers off displaying his growing seven and half inches of chav baby making cock, laying down on the bed he continued smoking the joint with one hand and holding his cock massaging it gently with the other. Rolling the foreskin back and forth over the head that was already glistening with small amounts of precum seeping out from his horned up state. Sampson quickly took his clothes off at the same time looking around the room for anything shiny. Gav was too busy in his own world getting higher on the pot to even notice Sampson's eyes darting around. "Who is going first?" Gav asked putting the joint in the ashtray. Sampson knelt on the bed "Get on your stomach" he demanded. Gav smiled and rolled over on his stomach grabbing a bottle of lube that was by the bed and handed it to Sampson, he looked at the skinny beautiful arse this guy had. The cheeks perfectly small yet packed full and so incredibly soft whilst also being firm to touch, Sampson ran his hand around the cheeks grabbing each one with his hand. Gav looked over his shoulder smirking and moved his hand grabbing Sampson's cock 'Fuck yeah!' he said massaging it quite roughly watching the foreskin roll back, Gav looked up at Sampson's face and smiled turning back to get ready for the penetration. Sampson flipped the top off the lube and applied it liberally around the hole. Placing his legs on top of the guys and looming above he moved his cock in to position rubbing it against the lube and moaning softly at the sensation. The guy under him was responding pushing his arse up in time with Sampson's movements, gradually drawing it further back until on his next push forward the head of his cock met the guy's hole. The gasping cry was loud with Sampson slipping his cock in with some force, ignoring the cries below him he continued pushing until he had him firmly nailed deep on his cock. Gav cried in pain at the penetration that literally caught him off guard though he soon found the pot magically absorbing the pain, pushing his arse up again it felt like his entire insides was stretching apart greedily to take it. Sampson moved his hand placing them either side of the guy's head touching the top of his shoulders to prevent him from moving forward. Slowly he began to push his hips down then drawing back slightly, just enough to ensure the guy knew he was getting fucked. Gav moaned and tried to turn his head but he could only see the forearms either side of him, instinctly he moved his hand and grabbed hold of them stroking and gripping at them with each deep penetrating thrust. His moans being swallowed up by the slapping sound of Sampson's balls against his arse as he quickened the pace and power of the his thrusting. Gav's eyes almost rolling in to the back of his head feeling the incredible intensity of each thrust delivered in a continuous manner with no signs of stopping, his pleasurable moans and grunts growing louder each time the cock bottomed out in him with voracity and relentlessness. The thrusts tearing the deep causing small fissures in the moist tissue lining of the guys anus, Sampson grunted several times feeling his balls preparing themselves 'Oh fuck' he cried out jabbing harder with his cock. The feeling of his orgasm began spreading through his body with determination to breed the guy with his gypsy seed, he had no way of knowing he was also about to deliver a hybrid toxic gypsy version that was contaminated with his strain of the virus running out of control in his body. Gav sensing the change in the guy's fucking pushed his arse up ready and held it there, his movement wrenched his hole tight around Sampson's cock. Sampson looked down and and grunted long and hard ramming the arse harder then holding still enjoying the pleasure of his orgasm. Ribbon after ribbon of his silky white hybrid seed flooding in to the guy 'Hmm nice' he said continuing with small meaningful thrusts now his orgasm had subsided. He cold have stayed like this for ages, it felt so good being inside this guys arse. Underneath him the guy was getting twitchy moving around 'I want to fuck you' Gav said hinting for him to finish. Sampson smiled and slowly withdrew his cock, the damage was done with the virus already absorbing through the tiny fissures. Sampson moved to allow the Gav to move kneel up "On your back" Gav said. "Sorry?" Sampson asked looking at him. "Lay on your back" Gav said again. He felt a little nervous but he did it anyway and Gav pulled his legs up resting them on his shoulders then applied some lube fingering it in. Sampson wanted to protest and found himself unable to as the finger worked gently inside his arse with more lube being applied, the action was arousing him again and his partly flaccid cock jumped around and grew again. Gav put the bottle of lube on the bed and hooked his arms around the legs, his cock finding the jewel easily teasing it open and sliding in a bit more feeling the tightness surrounding his shaft, taking his time and slowly easing it deeper in to the guy. His body moving over the guy bringing his arse up higher until his cock slipped the rest of the way inside. Sampson moaned and grabbed the guys arms, desperately trying not to make eye contact with him feeling the warm breath close to his face. He could sense the guy was about to try and kiss him and deliberately he rolled his head to the side. Sure enough the lips touched the side of his face sending a shiver down his spine in unwanted attention, at the same time the guy above him started fucking him. He could smell the remnants of the pot from the warm breath caressing his face each time the guy hit a downward thrust. Gav felt a disjointed person who wanted this over with, disappointment coming across him that he was getting nothing back from the guy he was fucking. Gav raised his head and quickly sped up his fucking 'Fuck you' he muttered than hammered hard in to the guy feeling the fingers digging in to his arms in agony. The moans were in no way from pleasure and the fingers were almost digging against his bones. Gav didn't give a fuck and went even harder continuing until his ball sack tightened them slamming in one last time as hard as he could he began shooting his load inside the guy. No sooner had he stopped cumming his pulled his cock straight out indicating he was finished. Sampson laid there with his arse on fire not even the cum could douse the pain he was feeling, he heard a lighter spark up and Gav kneeled there smoking the rest of his joint. "Thanks" Gav said handing Sampson his jeans and top. Sampson sat up taking his clothes "Can I use the bathroom?" he asked. "If you must" Gav replied pointing where it was without a dam. Sampson walked in to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, his arse was on fire and wondered if this was how it felt after being forced in to having sex which is what he had literally been put through. He knew it was down to his reluctance to kiss or look at him and the guy had just used him as a fuck in an aggressive way. Sampson took a piss then slipped his jeans on. Going to the sink to wash his hands he noticed on he shelf was a thick silver band ring. He reached for it and checked it over then slipped it in to his pocket. His heart beating hard in his chest he quickly pulled his top and trainers on then slipped out the flat heading away quickly back to the campsite. Sampson closed the caravan door and reached under the bed for the trinket box, sitting on the floor he opened it and put his hand in his jeans pocket pulling out the silver ring, placing it in the box he closed the lid and pushed it back under the bed smiling. Gav had already fallen asleep and woke the next morning, putting the kettle on to boil he went to use to the toilet then washing his face and drying it on the towel he noticed something was out of place. He stood scratching his head for a while before realising his silver ring was gone. Thieving bastard he said to himself angrily, raging he picked his phone up and sent the guy a message through the app. Sampson was already at work and during a quiet few minutes he opened up the app and saw 3 messages from Gav. The first one he opened and read 'Where the fuck is my silver ring arsehole?', Sampson looked up then deleted each of the messages without reading the other two. Putting his phone away he stood up and went about his daily business. Gav didn't stop and continued sending message after message until Sampson found he could block the user. Still venting in anger Gav went to send another message to tell him he was going to come and find him, then got even more angry when he found the message icon was disabled for that user. All Gav knew was the guy called himself Sam and had black hair and green eyes, he spent the next few nights going to all the gay bars in town seeking him before eventually giving up. The only thing he could do was shame the guy publicly put a note on his own profile 'Watch out for StraightFlipFuck the guy is a thief, calls himself Sam, black hair, green eyes'. He might have given up but he would stay vigilant when he went to work in town in case the guy was wandering around during the day. No one got the better of him and certainly no quick shag, the ring meant nothing to him really but he liked wearing it as it matched his chunky silver chain that he wore with his football shirt and baseball cap, it all completed his rough dominant appearance to gay guys and it was annoying more than anything. Three weeks later Gav went for his routine appointment and test, despite a slight sniffle and feeling grotty for 24 hours a few days ago he was his cheery self with the nurse and left the clinic to go home. Whenever he drove anywhere in town he always maintained that vigilant look at the pedestrians in case he came across Sam. A few days later the clinic phone asking Gav to come back for a further test. Sitting in the waiting room he subconsciously knew the news was not going to be good, he had never been asked back before and this time his appointment was with one of the consultants. Unsure if it was this Sam or one of the other fucks he had a few days before, he knew there was always the element of a deceitful one and the only person he could put in this category was the thief Sam. Angry and upset at everything Gav drove around the town numerous times every day, then in to the residential areas hoping to find the thief.

Please keep writing. We love your work.

I think this is the best story on here, it was the reason I started posting on here. Because this was just too good to pass up.

While I agree that we need to have been training new, younger leadership for some time now, I will disagree with most of what you post. First, there's absolutely a big difference between the two parties. Ask anyone who was able to get insurance for the first time under the ACA, even if the cost is higher than we might like - a law passed without a single Republican supporter. Look at the difference between the justices appointed by Democrats - Sotomayor, Kagan, Breyer, Ginsberg - and those appointed by Republicans - Kavanaugh, Gorsuch, Alito, Thomas especially, but Roberts too, and almost certainly Barrett will prove to be of the same ilk. I suspect more of these people know the cost of a gallon of milk than you might think. I'll wager the Obamas did; I'll wager Biden does. And back on the age issue: younger people often have bigger, sweeping ideas (though I'd point out the presidential candidate with the most sweeping vision for change is 79, just a year older than Biden is. Age is not necessarily determinative of political vision; certainly Elizabeth Warren, at 71, had a more progressive agenda than Pete Buttigieg at 38 or Amy Klobuchar at 60. What matters is leadership, and that's a skill that sometimes comes with age, sometimes is innate, and sometimes never arrives. Democrats would not have retaken the House in 2018 without the skilled leadership of the Democrats at the head of the party, most especially including Nancy Pelosi, by pushing a clear message that Trump was an unacceptable danger with no checks on his power but otherwise giving the Dem field the power to shape their own messages for their own local races. Most of the seats Dems then lost this past November were swing-ish districts that had voted Trump in 2016 and flipped back to the Republicans in 2020 because the Democratic incumbent was tarred with the socialist brush - a brush that wouldn't be as effective if candidates from more liberal districts hadn't publicly pushed hard for clearly unattainable goals (even though I support reaching those goals). Because in the House, the magic number is 218. If your party can't reach that number of seats, it's dead in the water, effectively. There is no more reaching across the aisle, and no Republican president is ever going to be close friends with a Democratic speaker the way Reagan was with Tip O'Neil. For every AOC we elect from a solidly progressive district to replace a more moderate Democrat, we are likely to lose one or two moderate Democrats in moderately conservative districts, and thanks to gerrymandering there are a lot more of those to lose than there are solidly progressive ones to "liberalize up". But as they say: politics is a game of addition. You build your team, and you pick up seats wherever you can. And a smart leader doesn't let the election of one person who isn't even a flip of a seat into your party become the trigger for losing - or not flipping - three or four more.

I find it both pathetic and hilarious how easy it is to get guys to do what i want. The new pig is hooked on t especially if slammed or drinking my t piss

Poz no meds working for a high VL. Got fucked by an AIDS pig yesterday, my HIV and his AIDS felt amazing!

Poz- and the best part is that you can enjoy getting fucked, fucked and fucked again with even thinking about it. Still hot for me to hear the top tell me he is giving me a dirty load

Not sure to be honest.. I know a few months ago I took a load and less than 2 weeks later I got a really bad infection and the lymph nodes in my groin were swollen for like a month. Not sure what that means but I wouldn't be surprised if I tested Poz

Well said and I totally agree. I think there is something wonderful in talking about our shared experiences as cumdumps and things that only we get and then bonding over that. If your are interested send me a message on kik or Skype. I’m utboi19 on both.

go for it baby you will never have to fear cock again us bottoms live for seed - we get a man's seed it shows we have pleased him and as cock sluts that is really what we exist for.

I hope we get another chapter soon!

Thanks, guys! Glad you're liking it. I'm working on the next chapter -- hope to have it up this weekend. In the meantime, here are a few pictures I'm using as inspiration for various characters... DALTON TOM (the narrator) JESSE (Dalton's pozzed-up buddy from school) TRISTAN (the dealer) WILL, Tristan's latest in-house chemwhore, tied up and slammed up and pimped out for whatever cock will pay for the privilege of breeding him

That's the kind of massage I like too.

So hot. Please post part II!

great story man - combining my two favorite things - massage and getting fucked! YUM!

I remember it vividly, even 2 years later, not least because I still bear the remnants of scars yet to heal, physical that is. After a high profile job as overseas director for a UK public company, forcing me to act very discreetly at all times, I found myself defrauded of much of my savings and investments. Having been associated with the hospitality industry for much of my working life, I decided to go into pub management. Frankly I was already too old (then 54) and “over-qualified” for every job I applied for since my company went bust. This seemed a reasonable option. My first pub in the north west of England had been closed for some time after a series of disastrous management appointments which had driven trade into the ground and allowed the pub to sink into squalor and disrepair. It was a challenge, and I embraced it, taking 3 days of long hours and hard work to clean it up and prepare to re-open. Once people knew we were again operating, trade slowly grew, enough to sustain me (just! – I was on a commission) but not to emply staff. It was Sunday 31 July 2011, normally a quiet evening allowing me to close at 10.30pm instead of the usual midnight. There had been no customers since 6pm and I sat in the bar surfing a number of sites looking for some action. One “Quick Ad” on BBRT caught my attention, being only a couple of miles away, a Top looking for some “fuck & go” action that evening. Suited me perfectly. I emailed, a few minutes later had a reply, within 10 minutes we were chatting on the phone. We agreed he would come at 10.30pm as I closed, would decide when he arrived whether to fuck me in the bar or in the flat above, then leave. He remarked on my profile and asked if I was up for some bondage and S/m, of course I agreed. At 10.25pm he arrived, his profile sated 50, looked more like 60, pot bellied, around 6ft tall and I’d guess at 200lbs, but as an experienced slave/sub have never believed I had the right to refuse any Superior. He was carrying a holdall which I assumed contained the toys and gear he intended to use. I closed the bar and he immediately told me to strip, easily done as I wore only T shirt and shorts, no briefs or jock, only flip-flops on my feet. In seconds I was on my knees sucking his semi- flaccid unwashed cock which quickly grew, causing me to gag and drool. Satisfied he told me to take him upstairs, he followed me, slapping my bare ass as I mounted the stairs. I could not conceal my own almost full erection. He quickly got down to business, had me leaning forward over the end of the bed, kneeling on the floor, which is how he secured me with cuffs and ropes. My wrists were pulled towards the two corners of the headboard, stretching my arms painfully, my knees lashed to the legs either side of the bed, and feet held apart with a telescopic spreader bar. It was very uncomfortable and I knew would soon become painful, but as he was after a quickie I assumed it would not be for long. The initial cracks of his cat were vicious, no warm up for this guy (I still do not know his name). I could not help but cry out, so he fitted a tube gag, and also blindfold. He used the cat, then belt, then a cane on my buttocks and thighs, and caned the soles of my feet. By now I was pulling at my restraints and sobbing into the gag, saliva collecting in a pool on the plastic sheet I had the foresight to place over the bed in anticipation, blindfold soaked with my tears. He was soon panting from the exertion and I heard him through the cane down, then felt his weight on my back. He clawed at my hole, nails cutting the anus as he forced t then three then four fingers into me with what felt like no lubrication. His cock followed, and as I had not been fucked for several weeks, and had not time to prepare myself, that thick 8 incher seemed like a fist as he forced his way slowly but deliberately into me. No time for me to get accustomed to the invader, he was quickly ramming full depth into me, rearranging my rectum with resulting sharp pains, then pulling back so the head oppoed out, then back in again. For several minutes he continued this, the only sounds he made were guttural, animal like, until I felt him tense, he pushed as deeply into me as he could, and his deep, rasping voice said “here comes my poz load, boy!”. After shooting inside me, the warmth of his cum reminding me why I was there and helping me forget the uncomfortable bondage, he continued to lie on me, making it hard for me to breather, as his cock softened. I was not surprised when a new feeling of warmth in my rectum signalled that he had pissed inside me. At least that was over, and my own cock was again fully erect after softening during the heavy onslaught, and I could feel the precum on the plastic sheet. But he did not release me, in fact he left me there and I wondered if he was looking for money and intended to rob me, not that there was much there. It must have been 10 or 15 minutes later that I heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs, and he returned with some other guys (I think I sensed 6 more, based on voices and the number of different cocks my ass and mouth catered to). What followed was a good 3 or 4 hours of almost continuous abuse. My arms and legs were numb when I was untied and pushed sideways across the bed, face up, and my wrists and ankles tied together 2 two of the bed legs leaving my ass exposed, my head hanging over the edge of the bed giving access to my mouth. After attempts to get his cock into the tube gag, someone removed it. I was face fucked many times, attempts at deep throat just created gagging and lots of mucus and liquid (drunk earlier, fortunately I had not eaten since breakfast), my upturned ass was caned and belted, my nipples clamped then pierced, and burned with cigarettes and cigars, and rarely was there a time when I did not have a cock in either or both holes. Not once did I feel or taste a condom, every fuck was bare, exactly the way I wanted it. The guys drifted off as they lost interest, I reckon they all came at least twice, some more often, and I knew I would have to shampoo the carpet in the morning as they probably all pissed on me as a farewell gift. In the early hours he untied me, but did not remove the blindfold, sat over my face and I needed no prompting to rim him, wetly and deeply. The suddenly he stood up, told me to stay where I was for 10 minutes, and I heard him going down the stairs. I did wait, as instructed, not sure why, then removed the blindfold and surveyed the room. Apart from blood (from my anus), cum, piss, drool etc on the plastic sheet, and the obvious wet patches on the carpet, there was no evidence left of the previous few hours. I already knew that no condoms had been used, confirmed by the lack of them or the packaging. The next day I went to message the guy on BBRT to find he had deleted his profile, and the phone number he called me on had been disconnected. Maybe he was scared I would cry rape, or make a complaint. Far from it, I was still very sub then and only wanted to talk him into making it a regular event. It was not long after that when I decided that my Dominant side was increasingly exercising itself in my mind, not because of that experience, in fact I probably would have reverted earlier had I not been reminded what it is like to submit without question or control, but something which had been festering inside me for some time suddenly clicked – and I did return to my original role as Master/Dom. When I have told this story to others the question invariably asked is “would you again put yourself in that position?”. My Dominant persona is quick to say a resounding “NO!”, but frankly I wish I could be that sure. It still bugs me to this day, on the second anniversary of my last experience as a cumdump and abuse slave. Oh, and those scars? Around my nipples where I was burned, on my ass cheeks and upper thighs where the bamboo cane split and raised welts, and a recurring anal fissure which was first caused that night.