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Sorry for the delay guys. Been a crazy few weeks on this end but I'll try to get back to it more consistently now. Here's a shorter chapter for now. Happy new year! Part 14 Tyler wasnt sure that he would be able to convince Casey to go to Hunters house. Inviting Chris over was one thing but going to another older guys house was something else entirely. And how was he supposed to mention the smoking? Could he leave that out and just see what happens? He didnt know whether that part would happen again anyway since Hunter didnt seem to have that planned when they went over that one time. He just asked if they wanted any because he had wanted to smoke a little. Casey could always say no. But it turns out that Casey didnt ask any questions about that first time at all. Tyler mentioned that he and Chris had gone over to Hunters house and that they thought it would be ok to go over again since they would have more privacy. "And you like this guy? Hes not gonna chop us up into pieces and bury us in the backyard?" "Hes playing the long game if thats his plan. We survived the first time." "If youre gonna be there Ill go. Sure." What Casey didnt say was that he saw Tyler as the more conservative of the two of them so if Tyler felt safe going, he felt pretty safe going too. Plus the group scene was a fantasy he had thought about but never thought could happen. He wasnt going to deny an opportunity to play that out. He also figured that Tyler knew that he was strictly a top. He'd never bottomed before and thats part of what made the two of them work. He took for granted that Tyler would send that message to whoever the other guys were beforehand so all of the boundaries would be set. Chris wasnt sure what to do with the information he was holding from Tyler. Did he tell Tyler what to expect? That would end the prospect of this happening. There was no way Tyler would agree to go if he knew. Did he tell Hunter and Greg they had to use condoms if they fucked Tyler and maybe his friend? They would never go for that either. His indecision silenced him and he ended up not reaching out to either about the issue. Time relieved him of that paralysis as the day they all agreed upon came and it was too late to say anything. They would all get together and what happened would be what happened. The boys decided to meet right outside the chemistry building so they could walk over to Hunters together. After a very brief introduction the three boys walked in almost complete silence. Tyler and Casey came together and it was only then that Chris realized how much he had missed Tyler. They didnt actually know each other that well but this was the guy Chris did everything with for the first time. They had a connection and a trust that felt real. He was the first guy who knew Chris's secret and he was pretty sure Chris was the first guy who knew Tyler's secret. Now he felt like the third wheel, the awkward one out in this group of three. Casey was an athletic good looking guy and Tyler had easy access to him. Had they hooked up already or was this the first time they were going to play? He couldnt ask them. He wasnt bold enough for that. But something told Chris that the two boys he was walking with had hooked up. In his silence, he was telling himself not to worry about it. They were going to play as a group so they would be split apart at some point. Tyler knew he was the bridge between Casey and Chris and felt responsible for this awkward silence. It was probably his job to try to start a conversation about something he knew they were all interested in. But he couldnt figure out what that was that he felt comfortable bringing up. He wasnt about to get them talking about what it felt like to fuck him or cum inside him. He still hadnt told Chris whether or not he and Casey had hooked up and what they did and this didnt feel like the time to bring that up. Tyler wasnt sure that he would ever be comfortable enough saying these things out loud. Being raised in the church ingrained in him the understanding that some thoughts were simply not meant to be spoken or shared. Casey meanwhile thought nothing of the silence. He thought Chris was a good looking guy and didnt look like a murderer so he figured this would be safe. Casey didnt have any hangups from a religious upbringing. His parents were aetheists and mostly taught him to do what wanted as long as he didnt hurt anyone else. So there was no anticipation of guilt like Chris and Tyler. Instead he was just ready to see what this other guy looked like and the fun he was about to have. "This is it." Chris felt stupid saying that as they started walking up Hunters driveway immediately after speaking those words. Tyler had already been here and Casey would figure it out as they walked up to the door. "Yup." Tyler responded. Casey said nothing. As the boys walked to the door, Hunter was already waiting topless and already had the glass pipe in his mouth.

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...

“Where’s your phone?” Matt broke our kiss. I pointed to the nightstand and he jumped up. “Pull your legs back and show me that hole.” I presented my cunt to him and he took several pictures. “Text these to me and you new owners, I’ll send it on to Sir.” “Yes Sir,” I responded instinctually. “Sir? I like that. You’re my sub, and I’m not even a top. How perfect.” “Just a cunt Sir.” “Fuck! I love this new you.” “Honestly I do too!” We laughed and I set Tom and Robert the pics of my wet, cum covered cunt. “Fuck boy,” Robert’s response came back almost immediately, “Your cunt looks amazing. How many loads?” “One away from my goal Sir. My friend Matt’s Master apparently wants to use me next” “Oh. We know.” “He told you?” “We’re good friends. Have fun boy.” “Thank you, Sir!” “See you in two days.” “What did they say,” Matt asked. “To have fun with your Master and that they would see me in two days.” “They’re gonna make you wait two days?” “Day after tomorrow. They want me to spend tomorrow getting bred too… another fifteen loads.” “Between Sir and I we can make sure that happens.” “Thanks,” I kissed him. Matt broke our kiss quickly, “We can’t get distracted. I’m supposed to take you to Sir now. Just grab some shorts and a t-shirt. You only need cloths for the car. I’ll drive.” He started getting dressed. I found the cloths I had worn to meet Tom and Robert earlier and dressed. I walked with my ass clenched trying not to let any of the cum leak out. Matt looked at me and laughed, “You’re gonna leak, just embrace it boy.” “Sir wont be mad?” “Not at all, he loves seeing a wet spot in a boy’s shorts and making them wear it proudly. You’re a cum slut and everyone should know.” “Fuck, ok. Well…. Let’s go.” We left the apartment and got into Matt’s car. I felt self-conscious, I could feel my ass was wet. I kept my hole clenched as Matt drove us off campus and into a small neighborhood. After about fifteen minutes we pulled into the driveway of a rather nice looking brick, two story house. After parking in the drive Matt turned to me, “Ok. Here are the rules. We don’t get clothes in the house so we’ll strip off as soon as we’re in. You only speak to Sir when spoken to, and you always refer to him as Sir. I don’t know exactly what he has planned but, I know he’ll use your cunt good if you give in and let him.” I took a deep breath, “Lets go.” “Good pig.” He kissed me and we got out of the car.

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

Barry had no desire to cramp Jason's sexual style and encouraged him to go off and sow his wild oats from time to time. But even to Jason's surprise, he was strangely content. Actually it was not entirely surprising as they had sex morning, noon, and night literally every day. One day mid morning Jason arrived at Barry's workshop to find him in conversation with an elderly couple that were ordering a custom made piece of furniture. As they left the door was hardly closed before Jason had Barry's cock out of his pants and in his mouth. It did not take long for Barry to unload and Jason to swallow. This was a good because Jason was barely standing and still wiping his lips when the next customers came through the door. That night when Barry returned from work to find Jason at the stove cooking in his usual kitchen apparel, nothing but a bibbed apron, he grabbed a condom, fished out his cock and fucked Jason as he stood stirring. As Barry was removing the filled condom Jason turned and kissed Barry saying; "And a welcome home to you to." The months went by in harmonious bliss. If either were out of town on work or business they would check in with each other by phone two or three times per day. They were inseparable. A year and a half and literally cartons of condoms in Jason began to suggest they could dispense with the condoms. After all they were happily monogamous. Barry was still quite reluctant. But, finally on Jason's birthday Barry surprised Jason. Reaching to grab the condom, making a point of showing it to Jason, taking it out of it's package, smiling like a Cheshire cat, he then tossed it over his shoulder. Barry then spit on his cock and slid in raw. Neither of them could believe how wonderful this skin on skin contact felt. Their usual unhurried love making transformed instantly into animalistic rutting. As Barry pounded his ass Jason enthusiastically encouraged between satisfied moans and groans; "oh fuckin A man ... bareback my ass Barry. Yeah harder ... deeper ... tear my ass apart you wild bull in heat. " Jason was totally surprised to hear his usually mild mannered partner growl back; "gonna fucking destroy your ass bitch. Gonna pound this raw cock so deep it comes out your mouth. Fuckin take it slut. Not stoppin 'til I flood your sorry ass." And within three minutes of ass pounding furry Barry's cock exploded with wad after wad of hot cum deep in Jason's guts. Feeling the wet blasts in his ass for the first time in his life catapulted Jason over the top with a hands free orgasm splattering over both their torsos and faces. One blast shot right into Barry's eye. Totally spent Barry collapsed on Jason and it took a full five minutes for each of them to catch their breath. Jason was first to speak; "Barry you fuckin wild bull! That was fuckin amazing! I feel like I just lost my Gd damn virginity. ... I love being your bareback slut bitch. I love your hot cum in my ass. ... wow ... Thank you!" "Happy Birthday Bitch. And I've got to say, that's the most satisfying gift I've ever given anybody. I hope you're ready for more. " Barry could hardly finish as Jason responded; "fuck yeah man, anytime, anyplace, just shove in raw and blast away. " "No", bounced back Barry;"you idiot I hope you are ready for more right now. My naked cocks already in you and primed for another round. " Sure enough Jason could feel his lovers naked cock growing bigger and harder. As Barry started to fuck Jason he bent down and kissed the tears of joy from his partners eyes and cheeks. Neither of them got much sleep that night or for the next week as Barry kept pumping his DNA into Jason's always eager and prone ass at every opportunity.

His name was Jamie and he use to hassle me in high school. He'd go out of his way to be an asshole. I tried to laugh it off but I hated him. He was lean with just enough muscle mass to be called fit. He was hot but a jerk. Two years after high school we happened to be at the same party since we were both friends with the girl who was throwing it. I had come out the year before this and he approached me and said that he heard I was gay. The way he said it I new right away what he wanted, I was like no way but he said to just follow him into the kitchen for a minute. I went just to humor him so he'd leave me alone the rest of the night. The kitchen was empty and he pulled out the nicest dick I had ever seen. Solid 7.5-8 inches and above average thickness - what got me was the precum that he was leaking out the tip. Needless to say, I proceeded upstairs with him into an empty room. I realised after that he knew exactly what room to go to because he didn't knock on the closed door but just baraged in- so this was premeditated. I was on my knees in a flash a sucking his balls and blowing him - horny madness clouded my judgement. He said he wanted to fuck me and again I gave in and laid on my back on the bed. He pulled lube out of his pocket (again premeditated) rubbed some on his dick and my hole and then started to banged me with with long slow forcefull strokes- the kind that make a loud slapping sound when his pelvis hits my ass. He didn't use enough lube so it hurt but I took it. I remember he had this little grin on his face like he knew it hurt and that I would take it rather than admit it hurt. He started going faster and shorter strokes until he blew his load in me with several angry pumps. He pulled out and brought his dick to my face - our eyes locked and we just stared at each other not blinking. I wasn't going to open my mouth to 'clean it off' so he wiped it across my lips and chin. I kept my eyes locked on his and didn't flinch as he rubbed his cum on my face. As he was pulling on his pants he said that he knew from the first time he saw me in freshman year that I was a faggot and that I'd end up sucking his cock and taking a his load one day. He walked out leaving me half naked with a raging hardon in the bed. I licked the cum off my lips and swallowed what I could. I got my pants and went downstairs feeling like a whore. He was in the corner laughing with some guys, they kept glancing over at me so I knew he was telling them that I had his cum in my ass. I left not that long after. He texted me the next day and I might have responded but I'd rather not say if anything happened.

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

Inflatables help stretch the hole, progressively larger toy frequently shoved into your hole help. Most of all practice relaxing your ass muscles, clench them tight and then concentrate on just those muscles and feel them relax. I refer that to being in the zone, so when a trusted guy is opening you up you relax all the opening sphincter muscles and let him in. Forget about the typical roles of top/bottom because the bottom is always in charge. The trusted guy fisting you should be watching your face and reading your muscles, as you relax he’ll know when to go deeper or wider. There is nothing more pleasurable than a long slow session where yesterday’s limits are mutually pushed and expanded, if you are into it and open enough try some rapid punch fucking. You are in charge so don’t be afraid to be vocal.

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.

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.

I woke a few hours later and felt my ass. It was starting to tighten back up, but I could still slide my fingers right inside me. My dick was hard, looking at the clock I had a few hours before the straight guy would be there and I still had my poz hottie who wanted me. I knew I was never a slut like that, I committed that after tonight I would stop being a whore and get on the straight and narrow and look for a big dicked boyfriend. That made me think about the script. I got up and went back to the computer sitting on a towel since my hole was so full of cum and I knew it would leak out after that hot guy had his fist inside me. It would have been hot if he took a pick with my phone of his hot sleeve with my hole wrapped around it. Would have loved to have that pic. When I got back, I saw a couple emails I did not recognize as I scanned for something from the clinic. Then I spotted an email from my hot assaulter. I opened it and there was were two pics with his fist inside my hole and his tatted sleeve with my hole wrapped around his wrist. That make me rock hard again and I went on to read his email. It just read; you are a good little whore. I will be at your place at 10 PM tomorrow. Be in the same position and no talking boy. I emailed him back and told him I would Sir. Scanning the other emails there was nothing from the clinic. I decided to rest some more even though I had other emails but thought I should get some rest since it sounded like I would have company over night, but this time set my alarm to be up by 4:45 to make sure I could get the script to the pharmacy or call and all. When I woke, I felt better and still horny as fuck, I started getting excited about the straight guys coming back to use me and hoped that they would not notice my hole had been fisted. I felt my hole and it had all but closed. I got back on the computer and scanned for the script but found an interesting email before and it read. Huge dick needs pussy boy after the gym. I opened the email and there was a picture of a dick, I was convinced it was not real and it read need a pussy boy for my huge horse hung dick. Few can take me so only respond if you will be able to take my dick and cum. I kept looking at his huge dick and red bush and thought maybe it was real, His hand which looked big did not fit all the way around his dick when he held it. I took a chance and emailed him. My cock was leaking imagining what that would feel like inside me. I read a few more and deleted them, not what I wanted. Two average looking guys with okay dicks, but they were both neg. I knew I should have considered them good pics but for some reason I wanted hotter guys with big dicks. That is at the very least what I told myself. The next email was from a guy who had been in prison and big 9” dick on him and he just needed oral. His email said he needed a fag to suck his dick, eat his balls and ass and swallow his load. He asked me in the email if I was a fag boy who loved straight boy dick and cum. I want this guy, fuck I looked at his tats and lean body and huge dick and fired off an email that just read. I am your fag boy! I read and deleted a couple others and kept refreshing to see if either of them responded and an email hit, but it was from my straight buddy and he said you are booked from 6pm to 8PM boy! Make sure you are ass up and blindfolded just like last time. I emailed my straight buddy that I would be ready, blindfold, poppers and lube ready. Then I got email back from the prison guy. It read, only thing fags are good for is service between pussy. Far too man women make me put on a condom since I have been released. Fags, just take cum. I emailed him I was ready to take his cum anytime. He emailed back and said he could come when his bitch went back to work tomorrow, could be ready for 9:30 or 10:00. Warning he said, it takes me a long time to cum so get ready to service my dick, balls and hole fag. My email back read; my mouth is yours for a long as you want it. I gave him my address and told him I would be ready. Asked him if he wanted me blind folded and he said no, you need to see what you are servicing. I got really excited this guy looked hot 5’11 hairy chest, nice bush and that big dick. His balls look big too. I got so excited I forgot to check about the script, that email came in but ended up in my junk mail and I did not find it until 72 hours later. I rushed to the shower and got ready and the got in place just before six. The guy come in and this time they shared me. I was getting spit roasted for two hours and there had to be ten guys. Two shot down my throat but eight of them came in my ass and then left. They called me a whore, cum dump, slut and cock sleeve and a few of them spit on me before they left. I recognized a few of them from their voice or cock but many were new. My poz guy would soon be here and I kept the cum inside me since he seemed to like that last time. The rest of the guy made me feel like a piece of mean and he always made me feel like I could be more than that while he used me like a piece of meat. Weird how different that made me feel that I would not even care he was Poz. I showered up and took a piss sitting down and lost some of the cum, but I was soon on the bed ass up ready like he wanted me, and I heard to door and then felt his fingers on my ass and slide inside me. He then pulled out and spread my hole and eat me out. Tongue fucking me and felching a huge load out and then coming up to me and feeding it to me as he pulled my head up to kiss me and we spit balled it and he finally told me to swallow it. He kissed me for a couple more minutes and told me he missed me. He ate my hole three times this way each time bring me the load and then have turned me over and slowly slide his big cock in my ass and fucked me till he shot his Poz Load inside me. He repositioned and slow fucked me for five minutes and fucked me hard for ten and shot a second load inside me. He whispered that he wanted me to be his boy and for me to take all his cum. I stopped and thought duck he is poz which gave me a minute of pause and then I pressed my ass back on him as if to motion that I knew where his cum belonged. I was loving my time with this beautiful man. He pulled out after shooting his third load and had me clean off his cock and then grabbed his bag and had me get back on my knees with my face in a pillow and grabbed a toy and lubed it up and worked it in my ass. The toy slipped in with not a lot of resistance and he said, glad I brought the bigger ones. I love that your hole opens. He used four different toys on me each getting bigger and then finally slide his fist inside me as my hole swallowed it. That is babe, I could do is moan as his fist worked my poz cum filled hole and he told me how beautiful I was. I even told him I loved him, I hoped he did not hear me as I was not sure why I told him that. He used my hole for thirty minutes and made me cum hard and then pulled out and cleaned up and came back to bed and turned me so he could hole me and slide his rock-hard dick inside me and rubbed my chest as my hole over the next hour closed around his dick and he told me how hot it was as I retracted. He fucked me two more times and hot inside me before we fell asleep. He whispered before dozing off that he could fall in love me with too. I wondered in an out of sleep thinking about him and how hot he was but wishing he were not poz.

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....

It all started on my 22nd birthday, I had just broken up with my boyfriend after finding out he was seeing someone else on the side and put up a post on Adam and I started getting hits. My boy friend and I had fucked a few times bare when we were drunk but generally always used condoms; I put up a safe only post and showed my hot ass and body. I am lean and have a bubble butt that my bf loved! Standing all of 5’9 weighing 150 with a 28” waist I carried my weight in my ass I started to get lots of hits, and a few were tempting but in looking at their profiles most were either poz, undetectable or no answer. I did not respond to them but did run across a hot profile from a guy who post he was bi, just loved ass and had a gf. His file said he was neg and hung 9.5 with the most beautiful dick. I could not help myself, I had to hit him up. There was no response for about an hour and then he hit me back. He told me what a beautiful ass I had and thanked me for hitting him up. He never asked to fuck me or anything. I sent him another email and asked if he was looking and he responded with we are not looking for the same thing, I do not think you are into what I am. I hesitated and thought maybe he wanted to get fucked again and asked him straight out if he was looking to get fucked also? His response was fuck no, I am bi and have a gf and just love some hot boy pussy on the side. I just want a hole to fuck and unload in. I closed the email after reading it and thought, no you can not do that. I had to look at his pics a few more time and then emailed him back and said I normally only fuck with condoms, I have only ever barebacked with my ex-boyfriend, but I would take your big dick bare. I am waiting for what seemed like forever and then he finally emailed me and said that is good to know. Probably still more than you want to get into and all. I have some other straight and bi buds and we are looking for a regular bottom. We had a hot little bottom who serviced us, but he moved last month, and I have been looking for a new boy to take his place. Do not get me wrong you would be perfect, but it may be more then you are looking for. We just want a hot hole to use on the side. I read the email a few times and, in my head, I said no, this Is way too much and finally writing him back and said I would try it with him and if all went well, we could talk about his buddies. No response for thirty minutes and I knew he opened it. I followed up and said okay, I want to do it. How does it work? Five minutes later he emailed me and said the guy are only into anonymous, we do not want to marry you just want that hot pussy on our big dicks. We want to find you ass up and blindfolded and ready and we will lube you up and slide in and fuck you till we nut and leave. No talking unless spoken to and you will be nothing more than a hot ass for some big dick. Okay, lets do condoms okay, I emailed back. Right away he emailed me and said never mind boy, I told you, it was not for you. I emailed him back and told him I would be ready in 20 min and sent my address and that I will take it bare and be ass up on sofa in the living room, blindfolded. He emailed back and told me I was a good boy, that I liked hearing, and that when his buddy arrived, he would knock and wait five sec and head in, and I should be ready. I asked if he were coming and he told me no, he only liked wet cummy hole and that a few buddies would use me first. I almost pulled the plug on the entire thing but really wanted his cock inside me and I emailed back okay. I was nervous as fuck and twenty minutes later he emailed and said get ready and I slipped the blindfold on and got into place on the sofa in my jock and then the knock at the door. Five seconds later the door opened, and I heard footsteps and then a hand on my ass. I almost jumped and the hand worked its way to my hole and felt my tight little hole as he unfastened his belt with the other hand, and I heard his pants drop. His hand withdrew and without a word I felt a tongue on my hole, and I was moaning as he ate my hole and tongue fucked it. I was loving it but still wondered if I should stop and cancel the entire thing, but it felt so fucking good I just let him French my hole as I moaned and then suddenly, he stopped and stood up and slapped his big dick on my hole. He grabbed some lube I had out and rubbed it on my hole and his dick and them slide slowly inside me as I lost my breath, fuck his dick was big. This guy who I had never seen was sliding his bare cock inside me and I had not even asked what his tats where. He said nothing as he pressed deeper inside me and soon, he was balls deep and he let me catch my breath before he pulled almost all the way out and then slide back in and after the second bottoming out, he handed me a bottle, I knew they were poppers and I grabbed them and took several hits and then he started to slow fuck me as my hole relaxed. OMG is all I could think of as his big dick slide in and out of me, still saying nothing and then his pace picked up and I could not help but moan and beg him to fuck me. I could fee his tight body against mine when he leaned in and whispered in my ear. “You have a great fuck hole boy”. His first words and I then knew he was manly and had a bit of an accent. He fucked me for ten more minutes and shot his load in me while he said take my nut boy. He then pulled out and came around and made me clean off his dick before he pulled away and started to zip up while he said, stay blindfolded till I leave boy. I said okay and I heard him walk toward the door and then it open and close. I slid off the blindfold and felt me hole. It was open and cummy and I could not help it but to slide my finger inside and then taste more of his load. I got up and went back to the computer and as I was getting ready to email my new friend, he sent me one. His email read. Congrats boy, one of the pickiest tops in our group has just passed you as our new bottom. There are a few more that need to agree but my bud who just left said he would need you tomorrow at the same time. We can talk about that later but for now you have another top on the way and he will be there in five minutes. Make sure you are ready, and you can leave the cum in you boy. Fuck I thought, another, my hole was a little sore from his thick dick. He wanted me again, Hot! I might be good with just him. I started to type that I could not do another but before I could send it there was a knock on the door. I rushed to get in place and put my blindfold on. I made it just in time, I heard the door open and close and then a hand on my ass and hole just like before, he slides his long finger inside me and then another. He broke the silence and told me what a hot cummy hole I had. Love that you have a lot inside you. He then handed me poppers and told me to hit it, I did, and he finger fucked me and slide another finger inside me and my hole opened for him. He twisted his fingers around inside me and I had never thought about how hot it would be to take a fist but suddenly, I was hot for it. I just moaned as he played with my hole and he spoke. “I see you like ass play, fuck you are going to a lot of fun.” He made me moan with his fingers for another two to three minutes and then he pulled out and told me to hit the poppers again and then I felt it. I huge dick at my hole and he pressed forward and the hand that had been in my ass came around and covered my mouth as he pressed that thick fat cock inside me and I whimpered and asked him to pull out and he said he could not hear me as he pressed deeper and It hurt like fuck, I tried to pull forward but he held me with his other hand and finally my ass gave away to his thick dick and he was all way inside me. I was not sure I could breathe it

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."

A collegue who I worked with previously, I hated him, he was a bigot, homophobic, racist,nasty type, always mouthing off cocky alphamale. He was in a sauna i was in, however, He did not see me, I saw him first and watched him pushing trolls away, really rudely and nasty anyway, he went in the darkroom at the sauna, I followed him in, moved to the side of him, he had a thick gold chain so I knew it was him. I felt him up and was shocked at the size of his Bollocks, they were huge, I tasted his cock ,felt his asshole, he pushed me off. He was on his knees and I rammed my cock hard into his throat and he was gagging, I then got another two guys to fuck his throat hard, he had no idea, but was really gagging, I was egging them on to fuck him hard and he was choking and coughing. Sounds pathetic, but I took alot from doing this.

Trans masc folks can go off testosterone to get pregnant while still having a lot of their masculine qualities. Not everything can change back and of the things that can, it doesn’t happen overnight. So someone could go off hormones for quite a bit of time before anything becomes noticeable, and even then, most people probably won’t notice. Just as cum can taste different from guy to guy, a trans guy’s cunt juices can also taste different from person to person. I can say for a fact that my cunt does not taste like ass for example lol. In fact, whether or not I’ve taken a load recently is the biggest thing that changes taste/smell. There’s a special certain extra musk that sticks with me for a day or so after. Impregnation was my first risk kink ❤️Sometimes when I end up applying my testosterone gel too late in the day, it’s enough time for my body to try to ovulate again. I know because I feel the pain of it. Sucks, but I get extra horny because of it too. Getting bred while feeling like you’re in heat is immensely satisfying. Mmmm. I hope to be impregnated one day. Also, it’s extra hot when a gay guy desires me ❤️ It’s very validating

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 went to Lateshift on Sunday afternoon for the weekly naked session. It was busy as. I met a tall guy mid twenties who was standing watching the others - though he had underwear on. I walked past him and said he should take those off. He followed me round the corner to a wider more public area of the club and said maybe I should help him out. I got on my knees and pulled out a very nice uncut cock with a small PA. I started sucking him off and his cock grew and grew in my mouth till I needed to huff some poppers. Then we carried on and slowly he started throat fucking me... holding my head still and turning me into a slobbering mess with his 9 inch cock all the way down my throat. We had quite a crowd so I got up from my knees and bent over hoping someone would start fucking my hole but no one joined in. Then the guy decided he wanted to fuck me and turned me round - no lube- just the slick coating from the throat fuck and he forced his cock into my cunt. My god it was good. He fucked me leaning against the wall for a good 10 minutes then spun me round again to fuck my throat. A couple of guys offered their cocks whilst I was getting fucked but the cock in my arse was so fucking good I just wanted to concentrate on that. I didn’t get his load but it was an excellent fuck!

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.

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

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

Gonorrhoea after a 6 man group. Looking back it was a proud moment. Not that I like STIs, or that I’m proud of them, but I’m proud that was the moment I got one, got it over with, and kept barebacking without giving a fuck.

Of course I accepted the offer. I had always been a horny person, and the recent years my mind had really turned me into a perverted sleaz pig. I sent Michael an email, letting him know I was interested in being one of his cumdumps, getting whored out to tops. He suggested meeting at a café to discuss the terms and agreements of the session. I was a little unsure about talking about these things out in public, but he promised it would only make me hornier. We decided to meet a few days later we met at a small cafe, near his place. I put on some black jeans, and a black shirt. All black was a favourite of mine, not just on the club. I waited outside the cafe for Michael. The man from the pictures I had seen earlier didn't show up at time. In fact, he never showed up. Instead, a beautiful, hot man came up to me, introduced himself as Michael, "we've been in touch over email". I was confused. He didnt look like his pictures at all. On the pictures I had seen an average to ugly person, nothing for the eye really. At least not my type. But the man standing in front of me was amazing. He was a bit shorter than me, dark haired with a clean cut beard, and his muscular body couldn't be hidden, even behind his black pair of nicely fitted cargo pants, a military green sweatshirt and baseball cap. He also had white sneakers and a metal necklace. This man was definetely the Michael I had chatted with, but not the person I had received pictures of. The only right thing was the age, he was in his forties. "You see, I have had guys approching me and my business not because they are sluts but because they are into me. Then they pull out of the project as soon as they realise they will not get my cock. So I started some years ago to use fake pics to ensure the guys I spoke to were really into the project and not me. I am sorry for the dishonesty, but I just hate planning and inviting tops, only to have the bottom cowardsly never show up, because he wasnt the pig he pretended to be." "Well, its better with a surprise from average to hot, than the opposite..." i stuttered, shyly. It was pretty obvious I was into him too, not only his business. "Yeah, absolutely. Well, lets get inside and start the planning, sall we?" "Sure!" We went into the small cafe, and sat down, having a coffee each, at a table in the corner by the window. He went straight to the matter: "So, you're into this? Let me know why it turns you on..." "Well..." I was amazed by his confidence and the way he talked as if this was the most normal thing in the world... "Well, I have always been a person that likes to... have fun... with other ..." my voice was low and almost whispering. "Speak up, boy! Use the words you would use if we were alone, playing in my bedroom. Horny, fuck, cum, breed - no shame. Speak with a normal voice, and noone will care. And if they do - well their problem." He looked deep into my eyes, deadly serious. "I have always been a horny being. Love to get fucked." "and?... this is not your typical hookup, you know..." "Yeah, the last few years I have been more and more into sleaze and pigstuff. "Thats more like it!" he said with a horny grin on his face. Still maintaining eye contact with me. We continued chatting about my personal sex life, fantasies and desires for a little while. Then he pulled up a paper from his bag, and we started going through the process he had described to me in the email. He took notes of everything. At first he was open to my ideas and preferenes. I suggested going with the minimum time frame of three hours, and only 1on1s. I also suggested doing basic only, in regards of sex activities allowed, only anal-, oral-fuck and rimming. He nodded when I spoke, but his smile went smaller. When I had made all my suggestions he stared at me and said "You're joking right?" I didnt know what he meant. I wasnt joking, I was serious. "From what i know about you, this it way to little. It will not satisfy you at all. And my tops would expect much more from a boy like you." "Oh? I dont get it, it seems quite wild to me already, with these basic terms...??" "You have no idea of how this is working at all, do you... My top friends fuck hard, rough and verbal. They will absuse your like noone you can find yourself on Grindr, and will definetely not be happy with a good lucking wannabe-slut only taking cocks for three hours. The tops I wanna pair you with all have a minimum time of one hour. So in your world that will give you three loads. And thats not enough. Some of my tops require five loads inside before they show up. And what is this shit talk about only basic? Can you not take a DP? Never had a piss-tube down your throat? Well, maybe you're not my guy after all. I must have misjudged you by your appearance and your fantasies." I was shocked. The whole thing seemed suddenly much more serious. Michael started packing his things, and rose from his seat. Walking past me on his way out, he stopped. Looking down, and saying "Well, it looks like that speech only made you harder and hornier frim what I can see..." he nodded down to my cock. It was rock hard clearly pulsating inside my jeans. "Your cock clearly tells another story than all the bullshit you said earlier today. You're not a bottom, you are a slut, a whore. Just embrace it." I didnt know what to say. I really wanted to do this, but was fucking scared as well. "Last chance. If you come with me now, i will wreck your ass once and for all, and it will never want to take anything else than raw, rough and multiple cum filled cocks." A woman some tables away from us, looked shocked at us, and shaked her head... But I nodded, took my things and went with him. Ready to let him turn me into a slut.

Which is what locked cocks are for so we stay hot, horny and needy for cock in our ass and mouth.

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

I'm married 2 kids, you know that closeted guy in denial, anyway i had to go away for work for the week so said my goodbye to the family and left for a different city, as it was an early morning flight it mean I went straight to work, meet my manager and was head down for most of the day, at the end of the day my manager asked where I was staying which was a serviced apartment and if I wanted a drink, keeping up with playing office politics I agreed and ended up having 3/4 before getting to my apartment. with the drink loosening my inhabitions I hop on a few chat sites and start chatting and wanking. not having played for a very long time this is usually just enough for me, after a while I install grindr just to have a look round and got ping quickly, noticing the location is defaulted on when installed found he was only. 30 feet away. fuck I didn't know it would show where I was, quickly shut down the app a little shaken and go back to the chat sites and about 30 mins latter there's a knock at the door , Im not expecting anything quicky close everything and Chuck in a robe to open the door. standing there is a mid forties man all beefy muscle, he says hi and says the name I used on grinder and my jaw drops and ahhhh is all I say. he pushes past saying knew it had to be here as he knows all the other apartments and this is the only rental round.im in shock as he sits on the couch saying don't just stand there close the door, turning round I say whats happening, who are you... you know me I pinged you on grindr and we have been chatting on bbrt as well. lucky for me you used the same profile name on both so when you popped up on grinder I knew I had to cum over. I reply saying I think you may be wrong person can you please leave. he gets up and walks to the door and as he pass me he grabs my throat and pushed me against the wall, slides his hand into my robe grabbing my cock and squeezes. saying I'll leave if you tell me your profile name isn't useme77. I gulp in shock not knowing what to do and just say yes it is, letting me go he turns back to the couch sitting down, looking at me and tells me get over here his cock isnt going to suck itself. stunned I don't know what to do and my mind just slips into autopilot and I do as he tells me, I get between his legs undo his belt and zip as he grabs the back of my head grinding my face into his groin, telling me that after what I said in the chats we are both going to enjoy this. My mind is racing as I don't know what I said to him or remember his profile, he lets go of my head and I pull his underwear down as he strips off so hes naked from the waist down. Infront of me is a massive thick cock, as my eyes widen sir sees and tells me 8 and a half but if your good 9 inches, now suck. I feel the warmth of his cock in my hand and feel it start to thicken in my mouth, stroking I lick n suck his cock only able to fit about the first 5 inches in my mouth/throat till I gag. hearing me gag he grabs the back of my head and forces another inch into me, not able to breath he keeps it there for another 30 seconds letting go I'm gasping for breath covered in spit n drool. getting off the couch he grabs my hair telling me I need training and forces me to the bedroom. letting go he tells me to strip, dropping the robe my 7 inch cock is rock hard and leaking as I wait for him he says I'm definitely getting 9 inches looking like that, now lay on the bed with your head off the edge, we need to teach that throat of yours.. doing as I'm told hes soon fucking my face, making me gag but just causes him to fuck it more. occasionally stopping with his cock rammed as far as it will go causing me to gag on his cock but after 15 min of this I'm covered in spit n drool but he's managed to ram all 9 inches into me. my throat is raw but I'm in happy place. pulling out he leaves for the lounge coming back throwing what looks like lube n poppers on the bed telling me I'll be needing those n to clean yourself out before I fuck you. still dazed and high of being used I go to the bathroom n use the shower to clean out. coming back he's laying on the bed sweaty t-shirt still on but naked from the waist down. I walk over he tells me to get my ass over here as he wants to stretch my ass as I suck his cock, so I straddle his chest 69 style so my ass is at his shoulders and start sucking his cock. my ass checks are wide apart exposing my hole as I feel his tounge and just groan. with him telling me what a sweet ass I have , his tounge is slowly opening me up and I'm pushing back slightly in pleasure. as I feel his tounge leave my hole a finger slips in making me push back more arching my back. he tells me to grab the poppers and start hitting them so I pull myself of his cock and sit up slightly and breath deep holding as I feel him slide a second finger into me. I keep doing this as he finger fucks me till I've four fingers in me, high on poppers pushing back so I have as much n in me a possible he tells me it's time for the real thing and he wants to see me ride his cock. a little fuzzy I get off and straddle his hips so where face to face, he tells to slide onto his cock, so reaching back I grab his cock, lift myself up and tease my hole with it, slowly sliding down till the first 4 inches are in me and keep going till I'm 7 inches down it and start to fuck myself in it till I've 8 inches in me. he tells me to hit the poppers again and grabs my hips and when he sees/feels the poppers have hit he rams himself in as deep as he can which causes me to scream as I feel something rip apart deep inside me. he keeps on fucking but now I'm taking all 9 inches and starting to enjoy it, I fuck back riding him as he continues to use me for his pleasure, he's smiling and I feel his pace quicken and know he's about to cum as he grabs my hips hard and I feel a warmth inside me as he breeds me, telling me this is the first of many. I fall on top of him a sweaty mess his t-shirt soaked as well he grabs my hair pulling my head back telling me im his now n plants a deep tounge kiss. laying there I'm in bliss and he rolls me onto my back, cock still hard in me and strips off his t-shirt saying he hated it on but didn't think I remembered his profile and had me to have me. it's then I see a black biohazard tattoo round his right nipple. Seeing the look of shock in my eyes he rams his cock deep in me telling me told you that you were mine and just starts deep fucking me causing me pain but it means I can't focus or stop him, squirming i trying to get away but all his weight is in me holding me down and the painful thrusts start turning into waves of pleasure as I start to enjoy his cock and actively fuck back, accepting it. feeling this he takes some of the weight off me but continues fucking me, the new angle is hitting my prostate something wicked and he feels this and continues fucking me causing me to have my first ever no hand anal orgasm. between the look on my face the gripping spasms of my ass n body it sets him off and he pumps another dirty load into me. fucking the second load deeper into me and seeing the orgasm I've just had he tells me this was the first step and that I've done well.. he pulls out of me as I lay on the bed a sweaty cummy mess, reaching between my cheeks he wipes some cum from my ass, creamy with strecks of red in it and feeds it to me. telling me theres no going back, I own you. I'm in apartment 40 and come see me tomorrow, with that he leaves like he was never there. my mind racing I jump onto bbrt to find his profile and there it is Poz not undectable but straight poz. I read his profile n he's a dominate master looking for sub pigs to own. my mind races as I jump to the chats and see I had talked the talk.. Fuck what am i to do.. it's then i feel some cum drip down my thigh wiping it up with my fingers I start to push it back inside me without thinking n feeling my finger slide straight into me. I think what am I doing but see the poppers on the bed and go straight to them, hit them and push my fingers into my ass wanking myself till I cum hands free (so to speak). exhausted I wipe I'm hand on my leg and just lay there and drift to sleep

At this point, I have no idea who is doing what in my ass. I am peacefully numb. My endorphins have kicked in from the pain and I am feeling good. The pain is definitely there. In fact, I feel something liquid dripping down my ass I know is a result of their brutalizing my hole. I’m conscious, just taking it all in, a slight haze from whatever liquid and whatever else was inserted into my ass. Something small and sharp went in, but it seems to have dissolved. It still burns but now I definitely WANT them sliding in my ass. Someone’s hand is inside and I can also feel someone is sliding their dick in at the same time. “This is the first time I’ve jacked you off inside another guy’s ass,” I hear a voice say. “Damn, he’s tight!” “Let’s see, let me pull my hand out.” My heart leaps as my hole is stretched, then I feel empty, except I know there’s a good sized dick in my ass. “Whew! Nice and sloppy loose. That lard is foaming nicely with the loads you guys dumped in his ass. I’m almost there.... (pumping goes on, I can feel his balls are pretty hairy as they grind against my spread open ass.) yeah, the it goes, second load I’ve busted in him.” I feel my ass wetter, I can hear drops fall from my body, bent over the bar, fall to the floor. The bartender says, “let me throw some salt on the floor so we don’t slip on the puddle. I’m not cleaning that mess up till I open tomorrow.” I hear the sounds of the powder hit the floor behind me then a searing pain in my rectum. “Owwwwwww!!!” At this point, I realize I’ve been restrained over the bar. I can feel the zip ties on my wrists pulled behind the bar. The guys all laugh. “We learned 2 things, guys, salt really does burn a wound, and zip ties are stronger than I realized. Even with the cocktail I inserted into his ass, he’s still relatively conscious. You ok, boy?” someone says as my ass is gently wiped of the salt. “Yeah,” I mumble, “just feeling loose and empty.” “We’ll fix that.” I see a dark skinned hand reach into the lard can as it begins to push back into my asshole past his wrist bones. I moan in pleasure, “more.” “You got it, I feel fingers start to slide in, one, two, three, “no wait, let’s share!” The fingers pull out as another hand starts pushing in. More laughter. My hole feels so tight and I scream and moan as the hands take turns sliding in and out and then pushing in at the same time. “Hold on a sec, pull out, I found it.” I have no idea what that meant but one of the two hands slides out. “The deep voice says,”I found the hook. Do me a favor, I don’t want to pull out. Rub some lube on my wrist and forearm.” A tanned brown hand reaches into the grease. I sigh in relief. I don’t know what’s next but I have a feeling that I will be grateful they used extra lube. “Give him some poppers! We prolly should have given him some a long time ago.” Heavy laughter from all 3. “Breathe deep.” I inhale. That, in addition to the warm burning hungry feeling in my ass and I’m in a world of bliss. I feel the hand slide in, an awkward feeling deep inside, but not painful, just reaching into a section I hadn’t felt before. Then I feel the hairy wrist go deeper, my hole expands, deeper, hole stretching... “Damn, man, your forearms are fat as fuck! The thickness of our wrists combined! “I’m right there,” he says. “Fuckkkkkkkk!” it’s the bartender. “You got this! Just a little more, a little more! Damn, first timer and you’ve gone elbow deep! Shots!” They do a round, I hear the glasses clink, and the assault continues. In and out, I’m being fucked by a giant arm. And I’m loving it.

If I can suck it then I can ride it ...

And that is why sexaholics like me have a job. We enjoy putting out and we show up for sex play, especially in group settings, and guys notice this and talk between each other. 😉

Hey well lets just say that bad gas can be explosive, so requires lots of additional control of just make sure your sitting on the toilet at the time.....😇

l have fucked you up the ass while you were on the phone with your mom. You have also sucked your dads cock while on the phone with your mom.

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

My first was HIV, and it kept hiding behind false negative tests until it had become AIDS and came within hours of killing me. I had to have gotten it at camp, probably from any one of the dozens of men that bred me hunched over a picnic table in the dark. I’ll never know who it was, and I don’t need to. Since then, gono x3, chlamydia x2, syphilis once. All anal. Because when a Top says, “Take it!” it’s going up my cunt.

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

I'm sorry, but I might be in the minority on this. Yeah, an hour is a while! However, I've also topped, and there's been a few bottoms that REPEATEDLY kept asking, and I swear to god, it was EVERY 15-20 seconds..."ya gonna cum?" Over and over. That incessant hounding can shut tops off, it did me. I was into him, but that didn't help my fucking.

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

Chapter 3: Broken Chase kissed me more fiercely than any woman. When I parted my lips, he pushed his tongue into my mouth and began to swirl his tongue around mine. He held my head in his big, strong hands, and in that moment I lost myself. And just when it felt like I was going to disappear into this mouth, he grabbed the sides of my face as if to anchor me back to myself. He was directing the moment, and I loved it; I had never experienced power like Chase, he was a power that demanded my submission. And I found myself eagerly wanting to submit. Without pulling away from my lips, Chase moved his hand under my chin so as to to nudge me up from my seat. I stood up, and he wrapped me in his arms pulling me into his warm body. I couldn't get close enough to him. He moved from my lips, and began to probe my ear with his tongue. "Fuck, Lucas. You taste better than I imagined." I tried to form words, but all I could do was push out a moan. Chase's tongue slid down the side of my face and stopped at the crook of my neck. I shuttered, my whole body was vibrating. My breathing was erratic and loud, and all I could think to do was pull Chase closer against my body. As our groins pushed against each other, I could feel the hardness of his cock against my own. The softness of a woman's pussy suddenly seemed so dull. I could not believe I had gone 31 years without feeling another hard cock pushed against my own. I reached beneath the waste band of Chase's Clavin Klein briefs and found my destination. His cock was a reflection of him: 9 inches of uncut cock with a beautiful curve to it. It felt burning hot and weighty in my hand. Suddenly something animalistic took over; all I needed in that moment was smell and taste his cock; to bury my face in his crotch. I pushed him away, looked him directly in the eye, and grinned. Chase smiled back, and then laughed at how quickly I dropped to my knees. "Fuck Lucas, you broke more quickly than any of my other guys." The alcohol combined with the pure lust, prevented me from processing Chase's words. As I kneeled before him, I looked him directly in the eye, opened my mouth and took him into me. The taste was heavenly: first I picked up on the salt from his sweat, and as his pre-cum leaked out of the crevice of his foreskin, the salt combined with the sweet and created what must be ambrosia--the food of the gods. The musk from his sweaty ass was permeating my nostrils giving me a metallic taste at the back of my throat. I craved all of it, but I didn't understand why, nor did I understand how. Chase could sense that I needed more, but didn't yet have the skill. "Lucas." I wasn't listening. I was just focusing on getting more of his meat inside of me. I was laser focused on my need for him to consume me. "Lucas!" He pushed me off of his cock, kneeled down, and grabbed my head. "Look at me. Let me help you get what you need." I came to, and nodded. "Ok. What do I need to do?" "I think it will be easier if I teach you by showing you. Stand up." I stood up while Chase remained on his knees. Chase was now eye-level with my cock. He looked up at me and said, "Now the trick to being a pro cock sucker is to relax your throat. If that's hard to understand, think about pushing out or expanding your throat." He smiled and said, "And if you are still not understanding, let me show you. Feel my throat contracting and expanding." In one motion, Chase took my 8 inches all the way down his throat. I felt it push past his mouth, and down his esophagus. Once my hard cock was lodged in his throat, I felt him expand and contract his throat. No woman had ever done that before. The sensation was incredible, and the moment was surreal. My cock was shoved down the throat of a man--an Adonis--who I had just met hours ago at my place of employment. I grabbed his black hair, and pulled his head further into my crotch. I wanted him to swallow all of me. Like our kiss, I wanted my entire being to be his. Even though he was sucking my cock, I was still the sub in that I needed him to swallow my entire being. Devour me starting with my cock. Chase pushed back on my abs, and I popped out of his throat. I was back to myself, and I felt empty. What was happening to me? Who or what was I becoming? Chase saw me begin to think. He stood up and grabbed me by the back of my neck and pulled me so that I was an inch from his face. "You don't think, Lucas. You just listen. Let this happen. You're discovering that you like to give up power, so let me turn you into the pig you want to be. Yes?" I nodded. "Good. Now get back on your knees and take what you crave back into your mouth. Show me what you just learned." I dropped on my knees, and all my thoughts went away. This is where I belong. I opened my mouth and Chase slowly pushed himself into me. As his cock slid past my mouth, I did what he instructed and pushed out my esophagus, my eyes rolled back in my head, and I could feel myself disappearing. I wanted to give myself completely over to Chase. As he began to pull back out of my mouth, I grabbed his perfectly round, hard ass, and drew him back into my throat. I wanted to suffocate on his cock. Chase grabbed a handful of my hair, and pulled me off his cock. "You have to breath through your nose. When I pull back, take a breathe, before I slam back into you. Together, we'll create a rhythm." I took a deep breathe, reached behind him, and pulled him back into me. He pulled out, I took a breathe, and he slammed down my throat again. His 9 inch cock was so big that I could feel him stretch my throat. I fucking loved it. He did it again, and I took in a breathe, and again he slammed deeper down my throat. I felt something tear, and I shuddered with ecstasy. We had found the rhythm, and after 5 minutes of slurping, gasping, and sucking him down, I could feel him so deep that I could swear he was past my Adam's Apple, and the base of my neck. My eyes were so far in the back of my head, that I forgot they existed. In that moment, the world was just my mouth and Chase's cock. He pulled out, and I was back. He pulled me back up on my feet, and looked me in the eye. I was lost again. "Lucas, I'm going to mark you as mine now, okay?" I just nodded in a daze of alcohol and lust. Chase pushed me down to my knees again, and I instinctively opened my mouth. He fucked my face for another five minutes. I could tell he was getting close because his breathing was getting heavier, and thrusts were harder and more violent. He was giving me less time to breath. I began to flex and relax my throat to milk the cum from his cock. In the second before he blew, he pulled his cock out of my mouth, aimed it directly between my eyes, and covered my face in his creamy seed. Rope after rope of cum continued to pump from his slit. The smell of his sweet and salty cum was too much for me to handle and my cock exploded without me touching it. Chase knelt down. "Open your eyes." I opened my eyes and looked directly into his. His cum ran into my green eyes. It stung, but I loved it because I was absorbing him. He was becoming part of me. "Open your mouth." Chase reached out and used his hand to scoop all of his cum across, over, and down my face and into my mouth. After he cleaned my face, he stuck all four of his fingers into my mouth and spread them forcing my jaw wide. "Lick them clean." I moved my tongue around each finger in order to get every last drop of his nectar down my throat. Nearly his entire fist was in my mouth. "Look at you right now. " I stepped back from the moment, and took note of how pathetic I must look, and my discovery right then was that I had never been happier. "You're officially my pig."

Chapter 2: Beer and Bros The water felt refreshing as it ran down my naked body. The HR on boarding process was brutal, and my bicycle ride home was hot. The water was lulling me into a haze, and I was beginning to forget myself. My cock was getting fatter, and I began to fist it while I tweaked my right nipple on my well defined pec. Suddenly I heard the door to the apartment close, and I was pulled back from my haze. Shit. I forgot about Chase. I rinsed myself one last time, and turned the shower off. As I was drying off, I yelled from the bathroom, "Sorry, Chase! I'm nearly ready." I heard Chase open a beer. "No sweat." He chuckled. "Actually, a lot of sweat. It's hot as fuck in here." I wrapped a towel around my waist, and walked from the bathroom to the bedroom, which gave me a glimpse of Chase. He was sweating through his white button down shirt. The sweat was making a v pattern from his muscular shoulders to the middle of his chest. I could see right through it. He smiled at me, and looked me up and down as I passed into the bedroom to put clothes on. What was happening? Was I imagining the longer looks, the craned neck in the bathroom, the once over just now? If so, why would I imagine this? If not, did I just invite a sweaty gay dude up to my apartment for beers? I threw on some running shorts and t-shirt. "Yeah, there's nothing like showering away the sweat, only to get out and sweat more." I came out of the bedroom, and ushered Chase to sofa. He handed me a beer on the way over, and I cracked it open. Chase sat down, and looked up at me. "Well, at least we look good doing it. Cheers." There it was again. Did he just say that I looked good sweaty? I forced out a laugh, "Yeah. Cheers." I took a long chug from the beer. I was hot as fuck, and this was a little awkward. "That's delicious. What are we drinking?" "It's a double IPA from Hinesburg, you know, one of those hazy, juicy New England IPAs." "A double IPA? They're usually a little too malty for my taste, but this is fantastic. I should watch out." And yet I took another swig--it was just so damn hot, and this was cold and refreshing. "So tell me about yourself, Chase." Chase is an English teacher, and he got a job teaching 8th grade at the middle school. "It's not my first choice, but it's a good gig, and sooner or later I hope I can move up to the high school." "Oof. Yeah, middle schoolers are so awkward." "So awkward, it's painful at times. While I do love teaching, the real reason I'm here is because I got a job as the head football coach at the high school." "Ah. That explains your body." Jesus. Did that fall out of mouth? "Sorry, I mean, well...you're built like a brick house. I mean you look great." What was I saying? Stop. right. now. Chase looked me directly in the eye, and gave me that warm smile. "Thanks. I can't say I feel great right now. Your apartment is a furnace." "Yeah, do people in Vermont have AC's? It never occurred to me how hot the summer can get, especially being on third floor. I think I may have to break down and get a window unit." "I agree. Until then, do you mind if I take off my shirt? This wet cotton is uncomfortable." I swallowed the rest of the beer down. "Uh, sure." Chase got up and unbuttoned his shirt revealing a chiseled body with hard lines everywhere. His chest hair spread out across his hard, wide pecs, and then swooped down into a V that lead to a trail which disappeared beneath his waistband. He threw his shirt over the back of one of the kitchen chairs, and got two more beers. As we sat there sharing stories from our lives, and guzzling down a few more beers, I too, sweat through my t-shirt. "I look ridiculous being the only one here that's shirtless. Plus that shirt is soaked. Won't you join me?" I was drunk at this point, and Chase's logic made sense. I stood up, and as I pulled my shirt over my head, I began to stumble." "Whoa! Whoa!" cried Chase. I felt one of his arms wrap around my waist, and with his other arm, he finished yanking the shirt off of me. His arm was still wrapped around my waist, and it felt good. As our wet, slick bodies pressed against each other, something was awakened deep inside of me. I stayed in his embrace for a few seconds too long. I backed away, and sat back down. "Um. Sorry. Those double IPAs are strong!" "Yeah, they really are. I'm pretty drunk myself. I don't think I'm going to be able to drive home tonight. I bought a little house in Richmond on 10 acres, and it's about a 30 minute drive. I'm not even sure if Uber goes out that far. Do you mind if I crash here?" So I was sitting in my living room with a shirtless god, we're both drunk, and I was constantly wondering whether or not he was gay. And now he was asking if he could stay the night. Honestly, I was feeling so good, and I genuinely enjoyed his company, so I heard myself saying, "Of course!" "In that case, should we have another beer?" "Definitely." When I came back from the refrigerator, Chase was down to his black briefs. "Sorry, I hope you don't mind. I was getting swamp ass in my pants." "Cheers." I handed him a beer. He looked me over again. "You know, you have such a great body. What do you do to keep that fit," asked Chase. "I swim, lift, and run." "I'm impressed. I also love your style. Simple and chic." I laughed. "You like my style right now," I asked looking down at my almost naked body. "Especially right now." There it was again. Even drunk, I was certain Chase just hit on me. It felt good. Usually I was the one who hitting on the girl. "You know Lucas, I watched you walk into that conference room today, and from the moment you removed your mask, and grinned at me, I have been wanting to kiss you." I could feel my heart beating in my head. "I'm...um, you know...I'm not." As I was forming the words, Chase slipped off the couch, and in one swoop landed his lips right onto mine. And the thing is...I loved it.

The following is based on true events, however some changes have been made to heighten the story. I cannot disclose what is truth and what is fiction. It was a Sunday morning and I was on BBRT chatting to various guys, when a guy I know in Newcastle asked what I was up to. We switched to MSN to save messages, and he told me how he had arranged one of his group parties for that evening. I had often heard the exploits of his parties in which all tops are generally poz, and all the bottoms are generally neg except where he has to make up numbers. This Sunday he'd arranged for a group of neg bottoms to come for an all bareback group session, but two of the bottoms had dropped out meaning there would be nine tops and two bottoms. Given the disparity in numbers, he thought I might want to attend to help make up the numbers, especially given I'm neg, the tops would be pleased. I couldn't really afford to travel so he offered to pay, and I agreed as long as he could get me to the train station for the first train back so that I could get to work. I asked about the other bottoms, and they were both safe sex bottoms, and there was a potential third (who ended up coming). The organiser had met these guys and had condom-only sex with them a number of times, and floated the idea of group sex, to which they agreed. His usual approach was to ask them about group sex, and if they liked the idea would tell them about the bareback group sessions he hosts, but he made it clear he would only extend an invitation to the guys if it was certain they were neg 'cause the tops were very particular about the bottoms, which included the provision the bottoms were not allowed to inquire as to the status of the tops, which meant that he never had to lie. When the evening arrived, I was one of four bottoms. I was also the only bottom who knew the status of the tops. While people were arriving we sat round drinking plenty of vodka and various shooters. After a while the tops started to make their moves and began to strip the bottoms. There were nine tops all aged between 30 and 50, and four bottoms, (three of whom were in the range of 18 to 20, and at 26, I was the oldest bottom). As the night progressed and all the bottoms had taken four or so cocks, the first bottom gave up and left the session, having decided his ass was too sore to continue. I looked disapprovingly as he left as he hadn't fulfilled his responsibility to serve the needs of the tops over his personal preferences.* The rest of us continued playing, and I'm fairly sure up to this point there had been no discussion about status, but when one of the tops noticed blood mixed into the cum leaking from one of the bottom's hole, he slid into the bottom announcing "We have a bleeder, boys!" He pounded the bottom's hole quite roughly, and just before he climaxed, he specifically asked the bottom "You want my load?" "God, yes," the bottom gasped. With that permission, the top spurted deep in the bottom's arse, exclaiming as he did, "Yeah! Take my load boy, take my toxic load. I'm gonna work this deep into your guts so you never forget it!" The bottom pushed him off and got very upset, and saying "I'm neg and want to stay that way. You guys lied to me!" At that point our host intervened, answering "No one lied to you, and not only didn't you ask about the HIV status of the tops, perhaps you should have considered the risks of bareback sex before you accepted the invitation to this session." The other bottom looked shocked, but then when asked if he wanted to continue, he asked who was poz, and when he realized he had taken four poz loads, he remarked "Well, a few more aren't going to make that much difference." In the time at his disposal he managed to take another two loads before he had to make his departure, which left me as the only available bottom. By this point I was the only bottom left, and all the tops were still up to relieving themselves of at least one more load. As a subservient bottom I felt obliged to continue and managed to accommodate each man one more time, one-by-one. When they had all gone my friend asked if I was could manage to give him one more go around. Notwithstanding I was exhausted and my arse had seen better days, I decided the least I could do for the host was to offer up my hole for him one more time. Across the night, I took fifteen or sixteen anal loads, and several more oral loads. By the time I left my arse was quite sore, and blood and cum were leaking from my hole and oozing my leg. By the way, it's been a week. My arse is still a bit sore, but I am certainly glad I accepted the invitation to attend the session.

1000s. easy.

I actually lost my virginity to a FTM transitioning. Was outdoor in a local park when I was 17. Would love to meet him again! I lay back while he sat on my cock in his pussy and it stuck inside when we’d finished. Then bareback in the ass doggy afterwards. Would love to track him down but little chance if that!

I have no need to cum. As a matter of fact my cock stays soft except right at first painful penetration. I couldn’t cum if I wanted to. My cunt is being pleasured by the man! as less than a man (the submissive) I don’t need to cum. I am not entitled to cum. It is the man who needs to cum and as an obedient docile bitch it’s my duty to focus only in his ejaculation.

At 13 I first had sex with a man at least twice my age. He was a gardener working at our orchard. His bare chested hunky looks was too much for me and I encouraged him. He taught me how to give him blowjobs. We did this several times including with his friends who visited. We used to do this in my father's car when he was out. I recall I shot huge load onto the ceiling of the car when he tried to blow me. They then stopped which frustrated me and I did not know why at the time - now I think they must have realised the risk.

I still have so many great memories of my sexual awakening. Still several years prior to getting my driver's license, I was "recruited" and eventually tutored by a wonderful man about 25 years older than I was. I was in that "phase" of trying to figure out why my own thoughts and feelings about sex seemed to be at odds with all my friends. This man helped me sort out my thoughts and accept my homosexuality. But more than that, he helped me develop as a sexually confident bottom. The skills and attitude he helped me develop have allowed me to live a very happy and very out and very very queer life. I suppose in the growing politically correct/nanny state we seem to live in I was molested, probably raped, certainly sexually abused. I consider it the finest thing another person (other than a relative) has ever done for me. When my younger brother came to me with questions (at about the same age as when I was recruited) I tried to do for him what was done for me. In this day and age, I am guessing few men would take the risk to help someone successfully develop as a queer. Perhaps all the internet and porn and hook up sites have made that adjustment easier for guys. But, when you read some posts you see that many young guys really have no clue about being queer other than liking M4M sex. And, as a society we must protect those who are unable to protect themselves. But, elders mentoring the more junior guys still has some validity.

The Freshman 10, Part 3: Loving Daddy or Stalker?: Mr. Durant’s raw dick had left my hole throbbing as he had slammed it into me dry while his son - Kevin - had run out to the car. So much had happened so fast. I started college, met Kevin, spent an amazing night with him and then...well then his father sent Kevin off on some bullshit job assignment so he could spend the night fucking me raw and breeding me. Kevin’s red Cadillac ELR sports coupe barreled down the highway as we headed back to campus for our first class of the day. He kept reaching over and squeezing my hand, holding it tight as a silent, “I had fun, let’s fuck again.” I liked Kevin - ALOT! But I felt like I could still smell his father on me, that I could still feel Mr. Durant’s dick shooting his cum in me, that I could feel his big, strong hands holding me aloft as he pierced my ass with his BBC. My guilt was giving me a mind fuck and Kevin could tell something was up. He clearly thought he had done something wrong, or somehow I didn’t like him as much as he liked me or whatever. None of which was true it was just…fuck…I was so confused about it all! Even before we hit campus my phone started blowing up. There were several texts from a blocked number and as we walked from the car to our first class I opened the first one and about dropped the phone: “Good boy pussy – you want more daddy dick?” How the fuck did Kevin’s dad get my number? The texts continued: “I know your hole is twitching from my dick. I popped that pussy OPEN! I know you will be thinking about me breeding you deep all day! I’m smoking a cigar, thinking about that pussy juice coating the tip, stroking my shaft, making it hard for you.” I started to shake – need, fear, desire – all wrapped up together. The next text came and this time it was a pic and I blurted “FUCK!” and that time the phone did slip from my fingers, but luckily I managed to bend down and snatch it off the grass before Kevin could or else he would have seen the latest message from his father: Kevin and I were almost inseparable and frankly not having him there to rely on would have made things so much harder. Our second day together – the one after his father had bred me without him knowing – Kevin volunteered to come back to my house when I declined his invitation to go home with him again. I hesitated but looking in those damn gorgeous eyes of his I melted and caved and agreed. Only when we were stepping upon the porch of my student group house did I start panicking. My roommates – whom I barely knew – didn’t know I was into guys. They frankly knew nothing about me and I knew nothing about them and our only engagement so far had been a few days of nervous, “Morning, how are you?” as we passed each other in the hall on the way to the overused bathroom. Within seconds of stepping in the door, his hand confidently in mine, Kevin had charmed the entire house with his joyous smile, easy personality, and fucking to-die-for good looks. Not one of my housemates paused, hesitated, or batted an eye as he and I stood there hand in hand. Proud – together – man to man. My next level of stress came as we walked up the stairs and I led Kevin into my sparse room. After his place mine looked like a fucking shit hole with a few milk crates for shelves, an old mattress on the floor, a Salvation Army Store lamp with a bulb that flickered on and off and no shade, and what few belongings I truly owned in a couple of cardboard boxes in the corner. None of that mattered to Kevin for as soon as I closed the door to my room he dropped his backpack, which made a THUD on the old wood floors, and immediately began to undress. I frantically looked around – I was not prepared at all for something like this, I didn’t even have fuck towels or something. Kevin just smiled, “Come on, get on your bed and show me that white ass – I’ve been horny as fuck all day.” When I sheepishly apologized I didn’t have lube or anything Kevin laughed, “Awesome man! Spit fucking’s the best!” With that, Kevin proceeded to slick his dick up with copious wads of spit as I hesitated, but gave in to my need to get some dick. “WANT MY NUTT?” Kevin asked as he banged me on my old mattress on the floor. I was so concerned my roommates would hear I just moaned softly, but he got the message and proceeded to seed my hole. I returned the favor and as I blew my own load up his tight ass got lost in the dark expanse of his eyes, wondering how all this had happened to me – so soon, so fast, so good! The rest of the week passed in a blur as I settled into my new routines at the university and did my best to ignore the almost constant stream of blocked number texts, which were companioned by a similar stream of unknown sender emails to my personal email account – the first of which was just a picture: After that I stopped opening emails, too afraid of what I might find. I did draft a few emails I thought I might send in response – some were to tell Mr. Durant to fuck off, some to tell him how much I enjoyed the sex, but we could never do it again. I never pressed SEND as I could not make up my mind, and instead created a password protected file on my laptop where I wrote the whole thing down as best as I could remember thinking that if I did so, it would help me figure out what to do. Did it? No. It just made me more confused and mad horny and Kevin didn’t mind the horny part! Kevin was with me every day before class, after class, and in between classes we didn’t have together. We spent every second we could together. I had never felt this way about anyone and within just a few days could not imagine my life without him. We shared so many interests and just clicked at every level and the sex – fuck the sex – was God damn amazing! After the second day together I forgot all about his father. OK, well maybe not FORGOT as the cyber stalking from his father was an almost constant presence, but I was in total denial and just so focused on the moment with Kevin it was like a bad itch I refused to scratch. Kevin had even asked and texted me several times about spending the weekend at his house and shamefully I lied. I didn’t know what else to do or how to avoid the situation. I told him I needed to go see my parents, but I didn’t. I just planned to hide in my room all weekend as my way of avoiding his father until I could figure out how to handle it. That all changed on Friday. My last class of the day, and Kevin’s too, was a course in Valuation and Corporate Finance. Kevin was still bugging me about coming home with him for the weekend and while he had been sweet, kind, considerate, and more than patient with my brush offs and excuses all week including my story about having to go visit my parents. I knew I would have to face this sooner or later. I had decided to tell him after class what had happened. Everything. How his father had fucked me, bred me, how I had let him, all of it. I knew he would never want to see me again, but…well…I could not live this way anymore. My future with Kevin meant I had to be honest – warts or bad daddies and all. You can imagine my surprise when Kevin did not show up to class. My cell phone buzzed about 10 minutes in: “Got called to Lockheed. Major probs bro. Project has gone sideways. Won’t be able to give you a ride home so asked my Dad to pick you up. See you soon!” Shit. Shit shit shit shit! No fucking way. I was not able to focus on what the prof said the rest of the class. When we finished, I followed the herd out the door and onto the commons and stopped short. There, standing casually against the right fender of a navy blue sedan was Kevin’s dad in all his fucking glory! Mirrored shades, gold watch, rings, dress pants and shirt, and his arms crossed as he waited. FUCK! I was not the only one to stop and stare as Mr. Durant was catching the eye of every boy and girl on campus who walked by. But even through the mirrored shades I shivered, knowing his eyes were laser focused on me. I wanted to run, hide, and pretend this was not real. Yet, before I knew it I was walking towards him and with each step his smile got wider. “GET IN THE CAR BOY,” was all he said. Mr. Durant’s car – well at least the one he was driving then as I knew he had several from what I saw parked in his driveway and garage, was an old sedan built of heavy, solid material much like him. It felt attached to the ground somehow, hefty and intense, and when I slid into the well tended leather seats and shut the door I noticed the polished silver metal ashtray built into the door handle ledge. You sure don’t see that anymore. The chrome of the window crank was spotless, as was the rest of the car. Mr. Durant revved the engine, put it into drive, and as we drove away from campus I continued to appreciate the fine workmanship, the attention to restoration and detail, and then I saw the wicker picnic basket in back. “Grab me a beer from the cooler. Right there behind the seat,” Mr. Durant ordered. I wanted to state the obvious about drinking and driving, but had more immediate concerns on my mind like where the fuck were we going and what was he going to say because I didn’t answer his texts or emails? I then realized this was not my way home! Kevin’s daddy popped the beer and drained it in nothing flat as he drove down the road. He handed me the empty can with a clear ‘get me another look’, so I did. “Why did you lie and tell my son you were going home to see Gene and Judy?” Mr. Durant asked. How the fuck did he know my parents’ name? How did he know what Kevin and I had discussed? All sorts of thoughts ran through my head the first of which was he clearly was reading his son’s texts. I had nothing to say. What was between me and Kevin was none of his business. Unfortunately for me Mr. Durant was having none of that. I then thought about a couple of email messages that I had thought had been from Kevin, from his account, asking me to take a picture of my ass, or tell him how much I loved him fucking me. Now – well, it seemed obvious those were not from Kevin at all. We drove in mostly silence for about 30 minutes and I had no fucking idea where we were except in the country. Mr. Durant pulled his sedan off onto a small side road, then parked at the edge of a clearing that was partially shaded by some trees that appeared to have been transported from a land before time – they were so tall, thick, their bark heavy and gnarled from years of fending off Mother Nature. Mr. Durant climbed out of the car, purposefully strode around the front, opened the passenger side door, and said, “GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE CAR AND SHOW ME THAT WHITE PUSSY. YOU BEEN HIDING THAT CUNT ALL WEEK. TIME FOR A LITTLE BREAKING AND ENTERING – A LITTLE B&E –TEARING UP THAT ASS!” I fought against my desire to be good, to be the man I should be for Kevin, to be honest and true – but I failed, miserably. I eagerly stripped and stood naked before Mr. Durant who just smiled and I knew that his eyes behind those mirrored shades were taking me all in. Now I needed him all in me. I planted my hands firmly on the right front fender, annoyed by the wiry antenna that prevented a full arm spread. Mr. Durant wasted no time in joining my nakedness, spitting on his dick, pressing his hot flesh to mine, and tearing my hole up as he forced himself on me, “YOU JUST A NEEDY BOY – NEEDING DADDY’S DICK TO GO POP IN THAT HOLE – NEEDING THAT DADDY DICK BANGING OUT THAT BOY PUSSY, TAKING THAT CUNT! LET THIS BOOTY WARRIOR UP IN THERE, LET GO THOSE INHIBITIONS, LET MY BLACK DICK TEACH YOU HOW TO SERVE A MANDINGO DADDY RIGHT!” My cries of pain and need were muffled by Mr. Durant’s left hand over my mouth as he fucked me raw, while a flock of crows squawked and cawed and took flight from their roosts in the clearing nearby. Mr. Durant started smacking my ass with one hand in between strokes and I was convinced more than ever he had been reading my emails, texts, and computer files as he said, “I KNOW YOU LIKE IT WHEN I POP THAT PUSSY! LONG DICK THAT ASS – MAKE YOU SQUIRM FOR DADDY AS I OWN THAT CUNT – THAT RIGHT BOY? I KNOW HOW GOOD IT MAKES THAT ASS FEEL AS I PUSH IN INCH AFTER INCH, HARD AND RAW. FILLING YOU UP LIKE YOU NEVER DREAMED POSSIBLE. STRETCHING YOU OUT AS YOU FEEL ME CUM INSIDE. YOU NEVER IMAGINED HAVING A MAN USE YOU – CONTROL YOU – DOWNRIGHT FUCK YOU OUT – THAT IT COULD FEEL SO AMAZING!” For an ‘old’ man he sure the hell had stamina as it was a good 20 minutes later of getting my hole solidly pounded when Mr. Durant proclaimed to the world, “THAT PUSSY READY FOR MY CREAMPIE – SLOPPY CUNT – READY FOR DADDY’S NUTT – SO GOD DAMN OPEN FOR DADDY –THAT’S HOW I KNOW YOU NEED IT, WANT IT, LOVE THAT SHIT! BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR BOY – DADDY’S HERE NOW – YOU WILL GET IT, TAKE IT, TAKE IT! GOOD BOY FOR DADDY – TRYING TO BREAK MY DICK OFF IN THAT PUSSY, FUCKING THAT BOY HOLE WITH MY RAW BBC – FEEL THAT LOAD BLOATING YOU UP? HELL YEAH! EMPTYING MY BALLS IN THAT BOY CUNT!” The rev of a truck engine echoed through the trees as it drove on a road nearby. Having filled me with days’ full of cum, Mr. Durant opened the back door to the car, reached into the picnic basket, pulled out one of his cigars, had me turn around, then stuck it in deep in my freshly nutted hole. He smacked his lips as he lit it, smiled, then spread his legs as he sat on the leather seat, “Back up on my dick. Reach back, guide it in, that’s it, feel that shaft swell as it stretches your ass. Work it while daddy enjoys this pussy juice smoke.” I rode Mr. Durant’s dick up, down, and sideways as he enjoyed his cigar and I enjoyed his black dick heating my insides up. My bliss was interrupted though as Mr. Durant pushed me off, stood up, grabbed the picnic basket, then a blanket from the trunk, and handed them to me and went and stood in front of the car. His arms crossed, his dick still hard and wet, he stood watch as I laid out the blanket, carefully moving any stones or sticks from the area first to make it as comfortable as possible. I opened the basket, set out the boxed sandwiches and fruit, grabbed him another beer and one for myself. It was hard to focus on eating when I could smell him, see his dick just drooling and twitching, and my ass was trying to respond in kind. My cloth napkin did little to hide my hardon and he did not even try hiding his. With lunch finished, Mr. Durant stood up and monitored me as I packed things back up and when the blanket had been folded he took it, laid it on the hood of the sedan, and in one fell swoop lifted me up and plopped me on my back and slid me right to the edge so my ass was hanging in the air being held up by only his firm grip. With nothing but the sweat from our bodies and the load he already gave me, Mr. Durant slammed my hole back open and I sighed. Lying there on his car, the dappled sun dancing across my body as his dick danced around inside me was intense! I moaned and tried lifting my legs and hips back so he could go deeper – that was what I needed and had to have, and he knew it. “YOU NEED DADDY DIGGING DEEPER IN THAT BOY PUSSY? HUNGRY HOLE FOR DADDY. NEXT TIME YOU DON’T GET TO EAT AS I WANT TO GIVE YOU THEM DRY HEAVES FROM CHOKING ON MY DICK. FEED YOU AT BOTH ENDS. ALL YOUR HOLES ARE MINE FOR DADDY’S PLEASURE.” Mr. Durant then shifted his stance, his hips continuing to smack my flesh as he leaned over my prone body and first gently flicked his thick tongue over my pointed nipples, then as they hardened into mini-spikes he gently tugged on first one then the other with his teeth. Then as my nipples grew more flush he started to nibble on them, then gnaw a little, then chew with abandon as he fucked me as hard as he could. I had no idea my nipples and my ass were connected, but it felt like a direct electrical current ran from one to other and he would time his bites with his strokes – my ass would pulse and he would champ down on a nipple as the charge hit my chest, which would boomerang back to my ass in time to meet his 10-inch upstroke. “GOOD BOY, SHOOT FOR DADDY,” Mr. Durant ordered as he paused his oral duties and guided me on, “I CAN FEEL THAT CLIT PULSING, THROBBING ON MY DICK HEAD WHEN I PUSH BY, TRYING TO MAKE THAT PUSSY CREAM AND SQUIRT. CAN YOU SQUIRT FOR DADDY BOY? THAT’S IT, JACK THAT DICK, JACK THAT BOY DICK, LET DADDY SEE YOU SHOOT!” That’s all it took for my freshman balls to unload and stream after stream shot out of my dick, up past my shoulder and went SPLAT on his shiny car hood. The intensity of my orgasm was met head on by his iron horse as he pummeled my pulsing hole, forcing me to continue to spew as he joined me in unloading his own juice. My ass caught every drop of his though, which made for less mess I had to clean up when we were done. Mr. Durant drove me home in silence. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know if he was angry, upset, just tired, or what. I so wanted to touch him, to get fucked some more, but to also tell him it could never happen again as I liked Kevin. The words didn’t come out though. Back home in my shabby little room, I rubbed my eyes, laid on my mattress and no matter how much I tried to imagine Kevin it was his father that I saw in my head, that I imagined fucking me as I jerked off into one of my socks. I watched some TV, kept checking my phone to see if Kevin had texted (and secretly hoping his father had), and was disappointed each time. Sleep finally came and some hours later I awoke to the smothering pressure of a large body on top of mine as a big hand covered my mouth and a set of keys were dropped on the wood floor. I squirmed and fought to no avail and then the liquored breath said, “Shhh boy. You be quiet and let daddy fuck you unless you want to get buck wild and let all your roommates know your dirty little secret.” Mr. Durant? How the fuck did he get in my house? Or know which room was mine? Or unlock my bedroom door? Christ what if someone saw him? I could hear the soft thump thump of music playing somewhere in the house as Mr. Durant humped my hole. His was a needy, rough, demanding fuck driven by inebriated lust and I knuckled my fists into the sheets as he tucked me in for the night saying, “TAKE MY CUM BOY, TAKE DADDY’S CUM.” (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)

The Freshman 10, Part 2: When Daddy Says Jump: Mr. Durant grabbed the towel that was beside the butter dish, wiped his hand off, pushed me back down with his left hand then pressed it hard into my lower back to make me squat a little. While holding the towel in his right hand, he adjusted the base of his dick and guided the head towards my waiting ass. A little more shifting of bodies and I could feel the thick head begin to push into my buttered up hole. I gasped, the muscles in my ass ring screamed in agony as Mr. Durant tossed the towel onto the granite island and said, “I’ll go slow, I promise.” It sure didn’t feel that way as his dick pushed a little further and the scream now shifted from my ass to my throat – and caught – all that came out was a meek gurgle. “OH HELL YES – THAT PUSSY IS POPPED NOW,” Mr. Durant exclaimed as his dick head broke free of my ass ring and slid forward on its buttery trail. “I BET YOU NEVER IMAGINED THIS WAS THE FRESHMAN 10 YOU HAD TO WORRY ABOUT – POPPING YOU OPEN WITH MY 10 INCHES OF BLACK DICK. I WANT TO FEEL THAT AGAIN, FEEL THAT HOLE GO POP LIKE A WEASEL AROUND MY DICK – OH HELL YES!“ My head was resting on the back of my hand and I lifted it slightly as my ragged breath sounded like I was running a marathon. My watch said 10:45 p.m. and that was about all I could see except for the granite counter top on the island in Mr. Durant’s kitchen as he slid his long, raw, black dick, up my ass. As the butter inside my guts continued to melt, Mr. Durant took full advantage of my slicked-up state and started banging my ass harder, deeper, and long-dicking it. “YOU LIKE THAT BLACK DADDY DICK UP IN THAT PUSSY? LIKE GETTING IT POPPED WHEN I PUNCH FUCK IT? FEELING ME PUSH MY SON’S NUTT DEEPER THAN HE CAN EVER GO? YEAH I CAN FEEL HIS BOY BUTTER IN YOUR HOLE – NICE AND WARM, WETT, AND READY FOR A BASTING. TAKE THAT HWBM DICK IN THAT WHITE ASS – FEEL A HARD WORKING BLACK MAN FUCK YOU RIGHT. NOW EVERY TIME WHEN MY SON STICKS HIS DICK UP INSIDE YOU, YOU ARE GOING TO BE THINKING OF ME – HOW BIG MY DICK IS – HOW MY DICK MAKES YOU FEEL – HOW YOU NEED ME STRETCHING YOU OPEN.” With each stroke I could feel Mr. Durant’s long foreskin ripple back over the bulbous head, and then retreat on the down stroke. Having Kevin fuck me was awesome, but this – well this fucking turned my brain to mush and all I could do was moan and grunt because I knew if I tried to do anything else I would sound like a dumbass – I was truly being fucked silly. Mr. Durant didn’t seem to notice or mind though as he ordered me to push my ass back, arch my fucking back, grab the counter and don’t fucking move. His son was right; daddy was a true task master and at the moment the task at hand was to breed my ass raw, deep, and thorough. My hand slipped on the granite counter top – fucking butter! The floor was slick, the cabinet doors were being splattered with melted butter and ass juice, and I had all I could do to stay in position. “YOU READY FOR YOUR FIRST LOAD OF DADDY’S CUM? SOME HIGH-PROTEIN BBC NUTT? BEG ME TO CREAMPIE THAT PUSSY? BEG ME TO FUCK THAT WHITE TRAP? BEG ME TO SEED YOU WITH SOME SIBLINGS FOR KEVIN – THAT’S IT – YOU WANT TO BE KEVIN’S STEP-MOMMA?” Before I could answer Mr. Durant paused, grunted, jammed my hole as hard as he could, paused, jammed it again, then as he gripped my body with his powerful hands he filled my guts with his daddy seed. His spasm subsided and Mr. Durant yanked his dick out, I gasped, he said, “Lick it clean. Then when you done, clean up this mess and fix me a plate. I worked up and appetite.” I had never really sucked a ‘fresh-from-the-ass’ dick before and gagged a bit, but Mr. Durant was having none of that and force-fed me, all the while instructing me on just what to do. Once he was satisfied with that, he left me on my knees in the kitchen and walked away. I watched as he flicked on the dining room lights, sat in a chair, then ordered, “Bring me a beer and like I said before – and I won’t repeat myself – bring me a plate and clean up that mess.” Serving this dom daddy brought out something in me I had never known before. Did taking his 10-inch dick feel good? Hell yeah! Did having him cum in me feel amazing? Fuck yeah! But beyond that, just his presence, his…fuck I don’t know…just thinking about it makes me all confused and twisted up inside. I thought the sausage might be over cooked, but I dug around, found a plate, silverware, bread, grabbed the butter remnants, and walked a little bowlegged over to Mr. Durant and set them in front of him. He looked at me, I jerked a little and quickly went back to the kitchen and started wiping up the traces of my daddy breeding. At this point the guilt started. I suddenly remembered Kevin, how he was so sweet, how I really really liked him, and knew this would hurt him. It would me. I felt joy, laden with fear, self loathing, paranoia, and in my cleaning I even dug a gap at the bottom of the trash can to hide the paper towels and stuff that held the evidence of our lust and mixed in some old coffee grounds with them for good measure. When I was done, I walked into the dining room to see if Mr. Durant needed anything. His sausage sandwich was done, his beer empty, and when I reached to take the empty plate he grabbed my wrist, spun me around, and in one motion pushed me face down on the dining room table, kicked the chair back, stood up, and slammed his now hard dick back up my ass. “I HAVE NOT HAD FRESH PUSSY LIKE THAT IN A LONG LONG TIME. TOO MANY FUCKING WHORES AROUND. THAT WHITE BOY PUSSY FEELS GOOD THROBBING ON MY BLACK DICK. HOW’S THAT DICK FEEL HUH? HOW’S THE DICK FEEL STRETCHING YOU OUT? HOW’S THAT DICK FEEL GOING WHERE NO DADDY’S GONE BEFORE?” Once again Mr. Durant did not give me time to answer and frankly he didn’t care what I said one way or the other – I was his new fuck puppet and he was going to take full advantage of me and our time alone before his son came home. With his dick still embedded inside me, Mr. Durant stood me up and fuck-walked me down the hall to his office. I caught a glimpse of us bound together as we passed a large mirror in the hallway and couldn’t believe how fucking hot it looked with his black, sweaty, ripped body so entwined over mine. Mr. Durant’s persona changed again as we walked into his office – his inner sanctum – the embodiment of his wealth and success. It felt like he stood straighter, which I didn’t think was possible. It felt like his muscles got more taught and his dick swelled – again I didn’t think that was possible. With his dick still in my ass he deftly fuck-walked me to his desk, picked up his blue tooth earpiece, put it in his ear, wrapped his right arm around my stomach and held me firm as he sat us down in his CEO-style leather chair. I had never sat on a dick like that before and never one that big and I started to squirm, whine, pant, and try to figure out how the fuck I could take it like that. All fighting ceased as Mr. Durant clamped his huge left hand over my face, pressed my head back against his left shoulder, while with his right hand he easily dialed a number on his phone. “Kon’nichiwa,” Mr. Durant said. His grip tightened, I grabbed his forearm in silent protest and met nothing but resistant muscle. The conversation was short, and when he finished he eased his grip and said, “It’s the early afternoon in Tokyo. The call was already scheduled. Now where were we? Oh yes, you giving up that white pussy.” I was silent as a mute again as Mr. Durant took charge of my hole. With my face plastered on the papers that were previously neatly stacked on his desk this black daddy started to long dick me, telling me my bussy was made for BBC – not just any BBC but a DADDY BBC – since only a daddy could make it go POP with his thick monster dick! My arms were splayed wide, my hands grasped at nothing but air as Mr. Durant took full advantage of my raw hole, but then the phone rang. “Hey son, how’s it going? No I’m still up,” Mr. Durant answered. Fuck it was Kevin! I stifled a groan as Mr. Durant started angling sideways, trying to POP out through my left ass wall. “Yeah I hear you boy. Sounds complicated. But I know you will do me proud.” I cried out a little as Mr. Durant started to plug at the same spot on my left wall over and over and quickly covered my mouth with my hand. “What son?” Mr. Durant continued, “Oh, you know how I like to get my workout in between calls. Just got off the phone with the Tokyo office and New Delhi is coming up, so figured I would get some good, deep, LONG stretches in while I can.” I almost choked on my tongue when he said that. “You too boy. Drive safe. What? Oh no, have not seen your little friend. I think maybe I heard him earlier in the kitchen earlier getting something to eat, but I tell you what, I’ll go on downstairs to your crib and let him know you won’t be home until morning so he might as well crash here for the night and you guys can ride back to school together from home for your first class. How’s that? Good, good. I will.” Mr. Durant hung up the call, pulled is dick out, and chuckled, “I love my boy, but damn, son’s got a thick head – and a tiny head too – right?” I said nothing and Mr. Durant slammed me hard, “I ASKED YOU A FUCKING QUESTION – MY SON’S GOT A TINY DICK HEAD – YES?” I grunted in the affirmative, which made this black daddy purr and pounce and dig my hole some more. A few minutes later he paused his long strokes, shivered as he regained control of himself, and said, “Come on. I’m going to breed that pussy again.” I willingly followed him like a convert in a cult as Mr. Durant walked down the hall, his stiff dick swinging side to side like the hypnotic call of a cobra. Instead of going to his bedroom though – the destination I assumed we were headed too – he turned and started down the stairs to Kevin’s apartment. Once through the door he walked over to the piles of clothes on the floor, picked up a random garment and started sniffing. He dropped the first, then the second, but with the third piece of clothing – a set of Calvin Klein underwear – he inhaled long, deep, and smiled and said, “That’s your cunt. Your pussy drawers. Fuck yeah! Prefucked cherry hole. I know these ain’t my son’s – even if they were the same brand, his smell is very different.” I was not sure what he meant by that and my mind raced with the [banned word] possibilities. Mr. Durant tossed the underwear back onto the floor, shoved me onto the bed and said, “It’s time for dessert. Let me taste that cherry creampie.” Mr. Durant pushed me into the middle of his son’s bed – the same spot where Kevin and I had exchanged our seed just hours earlier. With no effort he lifted my legs up, set them on his shoulders, adjusted his position, pushed my body back a little then slid his hands down my legs until he grasped my thighs. I grunted as he grabbed me tight and pushed my legs back so my ankles were by my ears. With my prefucked hole winking at him, Mr. Durant smiled, licked his lips, and pigged out on my creampie extravaganza. His mighty hands tilted my hips to the right, then the left, then back a little while his tongue scraped the inside of my hole, slurping out every drop of family mixed seed he could find. With his face slathered and wet, Mr. Durant dropped my legs, flipped me over onto my stomach, mounted me with a body slam and started bouncing up and down on my ass getting his cardio in, “LET ME IN THAT PHAT ASS! LET DADDY TAKE IT! MAKE YOU FEEL EVERY FUCKING INCH OF THIS DADDY DICK. YOU LIKE THAT HUH? THAT WHITE PUSSY OPENING RIGHT UP FOR ME LIKE A GOOD BOY. YOU A GOOD BOY FOR DADDY! VERY GOOD BOY! YOU WANT DADDY TO STOP OR KEEP GOING? YOU WANT DADDY TO KEEP FILLING THAT ASS WITH CUM? MAKE IT OVERFLOW WITH DADDY NUTT? CREAM ON THAT DICK BOY – SHOW DADDY WHAT A WET PUSSY YOU GOT. FUCK YEAH! FEEL THAT PUSSY GETTING JUICY – STRETCHING FOR ME – SHUT THE FUCK UP AND TAKE IT! SHHH BOY – TAKE IT FOR DADDY – DADDY’S CUMMING – DADDY’S CUMMING – DADD…..OH HELL YEAH!!!” With a couple slaps to my cheeks Mr. Durant climbed off the bed and stood by the edge so I could scoot over and lick his rank shaft clean. When he smiled I figured we were done and let out a big sigh and rolled onto my back and grabbed my head. Mr. Durant coughed, I looked, and he was pointing at his semi-hard dick, “You still got some work to do. My dick is telling me that pussy is still fresh and needs some more daddy dick, but you got to work for the next load. Come on.” I quickly got off the bed and as I followed him out the door I reached back and touched my slick, tender ass. My finger came back coated with thick man cream and I put it up to my nose to smell. The heady aroma almost made me run right into a damn wall and I paused not sure now what to do with my dirty hand now, so I licked it. OMFG! That was the best fucking taste ever and no wonder he ate my ass out like a demon sucking a soul. Back upstairs in his office Mr. Durant sat in his chair, tapped a few keys on the computer and ignored me for a good minute while I stood there. I was horny, naked, embarrassed, horny, guilty, hungry, horny – all competing for attention. “Go get me another beer,” Mr. Durant said, interrupting my self confliction. When I came back he had his office chair turned to the side, his legs splayed, his long, thick, black dick standing firm once again. Christ he was impressive and I knew where Kevin got his hormones from. I set the beer on the desk, Mr. Durant made a little spinning motion with his right index finger, so I turned and showed him my ass. I thought he might lick it again, but I jumped as I felt something smaller and blunt poke at my hole. The pressure eased, I turned back, and Mr. Durant was smiling as he flicked a lighter and started puffing on a long, fat cigar – the tip that was between his lips was clearly a bit moist. Did he just stick that in my ass? With cigar in one hand, beer in another, and me on my knees between his legs doing my best to suck his dick, Mr. Durant was content to give my ass a rest – a short rest. With a last puff of his cigar he stood up and grabbed my right wrist, silently dragging me along to God knew where. This time we went into what I gathered was his bedroom – the king’s chambers – and it was a room fit for a king, a daddy, a successful man. Large, spacious, well appointed, I didn’t have much time to look around though as I was dragged straight on through and into the master bath. Mr. Durant let go of my wrist, bent forward, and turned the water on to start filling an oversized Jacuzzi tub. The splatter of water against the tub’s sides drowned out the gurgling sounds made as Mr. Durant held my head between his hands in a vice grip as he dicked my throat. Eager to get his nutt, Kevin’s daddy stood me back up, I was turned around and a raw BBC slammed back up my ass. Mr. Durant bent me forward, my chest resting on the lip of the Jacuzzi on top of the plush robe he had laid there. I moaned in need and begged, “FUCK ME DADDY! GIVE ME THAT DICK! PLEASE CUM IN ME AGAIN!” Mr. Durant chuckled, adjusted his grip, and settled in for a stamina, marathon fuck. My legs cramped, my knees felt week, yet the BBC daddy continued to bang me with long, focused strokes. The monster meet inside me swelled and jerked and I thought he was cumming, but not quite yet. Mr. Durant paused, pulled his dick out of my ass with a wet SLURP and commented, “FUCK THAT PUSSY IS CREAMY! TIME TO PLANT THE 8-BALL IN THE CORNER POCKET WITH THIS EBONY CUE STICK.” With a surprised squawk from me, he lifted me up into the air, I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he walked over to press me against the mirrored wall in the corner where he had a multi-faceted view of my ass and his dick sliding up my raw hole. A little adjustment and Mr. Durant snapped his dick back inside me and in one stroke it was balls deep, poking out my belly button as he hefted me in the crook of his elbows – my weight artfully balanced in his arms and against the mirrored wall. “CRY OUT FOR THIS DICK – SCREAM FOR THAT NUTT- GET FUCKING LOUD AND BEG ME TO JUMP IN THAT ASS AND POUND THAT PUSSY FULL OF DADDY CUM. THAT WHAT YOU WANT? MORE DADDY NUTT – AS MUCH AS I WANT TO GIVE YOU? YOU A GOOD BOY FOR DADDY? TELL DADDY HOW YOU ARE GOING TO LET ME FUCK THAT PUSSY RAW ANYTIME I WANT – TELL DADDY HOW THIS MONSTER DICK STRETCHED THAT CUNT GOOD –TELL DADDY HOW YOU WILL KEEP THAT PUSSY SLOPPY WITH MY SON’S NUTT SO I CAN DIG UP IN THERE! YOU READY TO GET STRETCHED BY THIS DADDY DICK? FEEL THAT? FEEL THAT HOLE OPENING WIDE, BEGGING FOR DADDY TO FUCK IT? GOOD PUSSY BOY – DAMN GOOD PUSSY BOY – HERE YOU GO! BLASTING IN THAT CUNT! FILLING IT UP! DADDY TAKING IT! OWNING IT! DADDY NUTT BREEDING YOU!” Mr. Durant lifted me up and down on his exploding shaft in perfect rhythm as he refilled my tank. When he was done, he shifted his hips, pulled his dick out, gently lowered me to the floor and stepped back, “Get some rest – while you can. And oh, this is between you and me. What Kevin don’t know won’t hurt him and don’t even think about trying to tell him about our little fun tonight. He would never believe you as he knows his old man is a complete pussy hound and I think you like him, so that would only ensure you stopped seeing him. However, I think you and I will be spending ALOT more time together.” Mr. Durant eased into the hot Jacuzzi water as I skulked back down stairs, my ass throbbing from the last fuck, and suddenly afraid of the what ifs – what if Kevin had come home? What if he had seen us? What if he could tell? I spent the next while in Kevin’s bathroom showering off the smell and funk of his father. I kept squatting over the drain, trying to get my guts to release all of Mr. Durant’s cum, to flush away all evidence of the thing we had done. When it seemed like I had done all I could, I finally flopped onto Kevin’s bed and immediately went to sleep. Yet, it was a fitful rest, with dreams of Mr. Durant intruding in my mind like he had intruded in my raw ass. I suddenly jerked awake as warm hands shook me, and a voice whispered, “Hey, scoot over. Want to spoon a little. I’m tired as shit, but really need to fuck and have been waiting all night.” Kevin was home. I wanted to hold him, kiss him, fuck him and have him fuck me so bad but I still felt like – well I still felt like Mr. Durant was inside my ass as it throbbed and hurt and all I could do was think of him. “No, I can’t fuck,” I apologized, “I think I ate something from the fridge that did not agree with me...my stomach...I’m not… I don’t think my ass…” Kevin saved me from further embarrassment and lies by kissing my cheek and saying, “It’s OK, no worries, let’s just spoon a little if that’s OK?” Hell yeah! The next morning I awoke to Kevin’s stiffy poking at my ass. I didn’t think I could refuse him again and so I let him fuck me on my side and he blew his cum in my ass in nothing flat and seemed none-the-wiser to the events of the previous night. We showered together and walked upstairs, holding hands, which totally freaked me out. Again, Kevin was so bold and open with shit and I could never imagine holding another’s man’s hands in my parent’s house. But oh yeah – his dad was a raw dicking freak! Mr. Durant was in the kitchen cooking breakfast and acted like nothing happened. How could he? I knew we could not let Kevin know, but at the same time I felt hurt somehow like he was being extra cold and rude to me. How the fuck is that fair? At the table I was quiet and Kevin sensed something was up, but Mr. Durant played it cool and kept the conversations focused on what a great job Kevin did for Lockheed the night before and how proud he was of him. Kevin finished up before me and said he had to run out to his car and check on the tires real quick as one seemed a little off on the way home. Kevin had no sooner closed the door than Mr. Durant stood up, roughly pushed me against the dining room wall, easily opened my pants one-handed and yanked on my underwear, spun me around, spit twice and rammed his dick into my hole. “You need to step up BOY!” Mr. Durant said angrily into my ear, “Hide what you’re feeling, know, or think. It does not matter – all that matters now is my dick in your ass and how quickly you get that pussy back hear for me to plant some more daddy sperm.” A few minutes later when Kevin came back upstairs ready to go, I was sitting at the dining room table as Mr. Durant finished filling the dishwasher – neither of us letting on that his dick now smelled of my ass and my mind was racing of how I was going to make this happen again.

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

Ever have those restless nights when you really don’t feel like doing anything, but your sexual urges get the better of you? Last night was one of those nights. I hit the Baths. Being a weeknight, there was little going on, and not much to choose from—till I found the dungeon. In the dim light I could make out a couple fucking in the sling with a small band gathered round. I edged through the crowd to feel the bottom. He was semi-hard and dripping. It was hard to see clearly in the dim red light, but he seemed to be in his 30's, chubby, with average build and cock. The top was black, about his age, and muscular. I slithered down his stomach to feel his Shaft. He pulled way back to give me access. He was a real decent size, hard as steel, slimy with precum, and bare. He motioned me closer. I thought he wanted to kiss me, but he whispered in my ear to not say anything about the rubber, or lack of one. He had slipped off the condom, the bottom none the wiser. OK. I have no problem with that. I’ve pulled that trick a few times myself, and admire a guy who can get away with it. “You poz?” "Five years now.” And with that he resumed fucking. The bottom had placed his hands on the top’s shoulders. In the dim light I could see the glint of a wedding ring. Oh, oh! A married-bi attempting to PLAY SAFE. This would be fun. An onlooker straddled the bottom's face, dropped his balls into his mouth, and shot a healthy wad across the bi’s chest and stomach. I couldn't resist. I bent over to lap the jism off the bottom’s body parts. Like a Wet-Vac, I sucked up every drop. The married buy pushed me off. “That’s a very dangerous thing to do.” Shit! Was this guy for real? "What the fuck you doin’ with that cock up your ass, buddy?" "He's OK. He’s clean. He told me. Plus he's wearing a condom, and he’s promised to pull out before he cums." Naturally I wanted to correct him 'WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!', but then again Faggot Education begins and ends with the school of hard knocks - so I just shut up. The pace picked up. The top was taking shorter strokes. THE CONVERSION HAD BEGUN! The bottom sensed the change of pace and patted the top on the shoulder. "OK. That's enough. Pull out. I'll finish you by hand." THE REST WAS SLAUGHTER. The soft married youth was no match for the top, especially with legs locked in leather hoops. The black guy laughed ominously, alerting all that something special was cummin’ down. Quiet urgings from the throng served to heighten the excitement. The mob shifted back to give the top due room and steady the sling against his thrusts. Resistance by the bottom was futile - the consensus of the congregation being he deserved WHATEVER HIS CUMUPPANCE. THE STUPID DUDE WAS GETTING BRED BEFORE OUR EYES. Bodies of all ages, shapes, and sizes surged forward. Hard cocks slithered up the ass cracks of the dudes ahead, who seemed enamored of the uninvited penetration. A final thrust and loud bellow signaled climax, as the black cock twitched and spasmed, and sent coagulated ropes of toxic jism up the white guy’s previously neg cunt. Some of the crowd joined in the orgasm, spewing cum all over the bottom’s face and chest. The top pulled-out. The bottom lay there quietly, defiled, his ass open to public inspection. Immediately two from the pack quaffed a heady mix of ass juices and spent jizm. The violated married-bi, all illusions of safe or safer sex dispelled, offered no protest nor resistance when they rimmed him. When the horde dispersed, I rammed my finger to the knuckle up his pussy, and swiped my venom-coated digit across his quivering lips. Savoring the familiar taste of salty cream, and cognizant of its origin, he heaved wretchedly. A new guy sauntered in, erect cock wagging salaciously, and inquired about “The Baby” in the sling. “A married guy who just got his first taste of poz cum and hasn’t cum to grips.” "Well, he’s about to get his second," he confided, as he headed toward the guy and unceremoniously slid in. I have no idea if either breeding took, but it was a damn hot scene. On the drive home I speculated on assuming a more positive roll in the future. While I was on meds, my doctor had mentioned I still had a hefty viral load, which suggested I have a potent drug-resistant strain to offer negs. I’d love to see my bottom’s face when he finds out his drugs don’t work. Remember - show no mercy.