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PART 21 Slightly run down, but clean was the best way to describe the lobby. It had older red carpet and dark painted walls, but the main focus of the room was the front desk that was enclosed by glass. There was a price list framed on the wall and what looked like business permits or health code validations. Behind the glass was a guy who looked early 30’s and had several piercings. He smiled and spoke thru the hole in the glass, “Hey Cutie. First time or are you a member?” I am sure i blushed, but managed to reply “First time.” Looking me over again, he finally spoke up. “Well, we definitely need to see your ID, since you look 15. Don’t worry, a lot of the guys here will LOVE that. And did you want a locker or room or deluxe room?” Handing over my ID, he checks it over and a minute after typing away on his computer, spoke again. “I am giving you a good room on the main hallway. And we will hold your ID til you are ready to leave. That will be $8 for membership and $25 for the room. And make sure and grab a towel on your way in. There’s also a small locker in your room and it’s the same key as your room.” He must have seen my puzzled look. “The locker is for your clothes. No clothes allowed. That’s what the towel is for. Or with that twink body, feel free to just go nude.” I didn’t even have a reply and almost just asked for my ID and bolted, but again my hard cock won out. “I will buzz you through and just make sure to bring your towel back to get your ID on the way out. Have fun.” He nodded towards the interior door and i heard the buzz and gripped the doorknob and took a deep breath and entered the bathhouse. i was able to follow the sign on the wall and walked down a long corridor that veered left and found my room. The few guys i had seen out of the corner of my eyes were all wearing just the towels and were much older than me. Once inside my room, i finally took a breath and sat on the edge of my single mattress. In the corner of the room was a small screen playing porn, one guy very eagerly sucking a giant cock. I quickly took off my clothes and wrapped the towel around me. They wisely put the key on a wristband, so with key on wrist and nerves so bad i was shaking a little, i ventured out of my room. I made my way back down the hall towards where i had started and turned into the first of two other hallways. I could smell chlorine and soon found my way in a spa room with a four men relaxing in the water. Off of the spa room was a shower and bathroom. I continued down the hall and found the sauna, which was empty and a steam room that i couldn’t even see if anyone was in. Walking back i could feel eyeballs on me as i nervously didn’t mAke eye contact. As i made my way down the other hall, i found two separate movie rooms. Both had a few guys openly stroking hard or semi hard cocks. No one seemeD to be in a hurry. The last room was marked dark room and was just that, dark and i couldn’t see anything but it sounded like someone was making someone feel good in there. My cock throbbed a little listening to what was obviously two men having sex. It must have distracted me because as i turned around and took a few steps i almost banged right into a guy exiting one of the movie rooms. i stepped back and began to apologize and he laughed and told me not to worry. It was then that i took a moment to take him in. He was mid 40s and very tall, maybe 6 4” and lean, very lean. His grey hair was cut very short. As we stared at each other a moment too long, he finally spoke up. “First time here? I know i haven’t seen you before?” I laughed nervously and admitted “i have been here maybe 15 minutes. I just hope i can find my room.” He looked me over again and reached for my wrist and my key. “Room 24. I can show you the way. Why don’t you follow me.” That’s all it took. 15 minutes and i was being led back to my room with an older guy that i thought was really really hot. As we got to the room, he didn’t even ask. He just reached for my wrist and used the key to open the door and led me in before following me in and closing the door.

Thanks @alexej2 and @novamax for the nice comments. Trying to put the English major to good use lol. This chapters a little longer than the previous couple. Part 16 Hunter led Tyler to the bedroom and shut the door once they were both inside. Tyler started to panic. What was this about and why would Hunter want to leave Chris and Casey alone together? "You seem really tense. I just wanted to bring you in here to see if I could help calm you down so that Casey wont get freaked out and run scared. Hes cute. We want him to stay." Tyler thought the royal we was a little much right now but didnt mention it. "I guess I just didnt realize that you had always planned the smoking to be part of us playing the whole time. I thought it was a thing you just happened to offer to us that once because you were in the mood." "I was. I am." "I just didnt tell Casey about it so I was worried but he just went with it just now so I think we're good. So lets go back--" "Did you take the hit from the pipe just now because everyone else was doing it or because you liked the feeling last time?" Tyler didnt know how to answer the question. He thought Hunter was looking for one or the other when the real answer was both. Hunter read the hesitation and opened the same drawer that he pulled the pipe out the last time Tyler was in this room. He pulled out that same pipe along with a torch. "Dont answer that. I get it. Here. Lets take a couple hits you and me and get you calmed down and then we'll go back ok?" Hunter did not give Tyler the opportunity to respond. He was already lighting the pipe and walking towards the boy. No matter what happened this day, Hunter wanted to be the one to convert this boy who was more beautiful than he remembered. Tyler saw that Hunter was going to take a hit first. He was thankful to have a little bit of time to collect his thoughts. So much was running through his head and the two hits he shared just a few minutes before were messing with him. But he didnt have the time he expected because Hunter was moving quickly close to Tyler to give him the shotgun. Tyler hadnt anticipated that move but just went with it and opened his mouth to take smoke into his lungs. But what happened in the living room also happened here. Hunter turned the shotgun into a deep kiss. Tyler melted into Hunter and met this mans passion with his own. The two were locked together and softly moaning into each others mouths. Tyler was reminded of Hunters forceful tongue from their first kiss. Those memories combined with the hits fueled the already horny boy. Hunter held Tyler and led him to the bed without breaking the kiss. Tyler could feel that he was tenting in his sweatpants and felt Hunters large hard cock through his shorts as it pressed against Tylers thigh. Tyler sat on the edge of the bed with Hunter still standing and looking down at him. He handed the pipe and torch to Tyler. " Go ahead. All yours. I did some before you guys got here so dont worry about me." Tyler thought for a moment about his revelation when they arrived at the house. Hunter was manipulating them. There was a plan that he was executing that included playing casual. Tyler knew that now even if he didnt know what the plan could be beyond getting everyone naked. But he wasnt able to think past that kiss and that hard cock that he saw but didnt touch the first time. He lit the pipe and started on his first hit. "Good boy" Hunter said as he kneeled down between Tylers legs. He grabbed at the elastic waistband and pulled at them forcing Tyler to raise his ass to let his sweatpants get taken to the ground. Hunter loved that Chris and Tyler didnt get Tina dick and loved the sound of a hard college cock slapping against a boys abs. None of it broke the hit the boy was taking. Hunter had him and was about to really have him. "Yeah boy. Keep taking those hits. I wanna see you get high for me." Hunter grabbed Tylers hard cock and began to slowly stroke it. It was already leaking a little precum. But Hunter here for this boys cock. ******************* Casey was mid hit when he and Chris heard Hunters bedroom door close. Neither was sure how to proceed. Do they continue with the shotgun or does Casey just blow the hit out? In their hesitation, Casey just blew his hit out. He wasnt sure how long he was supposed to hold these hits in. This was his first hit from a pipe after all and it turned out to be pretty big. He was starting to change but he wasnt sure exactly how. Chris watched the cloud disperse into the living room air. "Nice hit. Do you feel ok?" He didnt know Casey but Chris remembered the nervousness of doing t for the first time and just wanted to check in. "I think so but I think Im also definitely getting high." "Yeah? What do you feel?" "I dont really know. Just...different I guess." "Does it make you horny?" "I cant tell if I was just horny from before or if this is new because of the hits." "I guess all that matters is youre horny right?" Chris took the pipe and torch from Casey and did his own hit. Then he handed them back to Casey so he could take another. If they were going to wait for Tyler and Hunter to finish whatever they were doing they might as well get high in that time. "Yeah." Casey began to rub his crotch. He noticed that each hit would go straight to his cock. A tingling he never remembered feeling like this before. Chris noticed. "I know the feeling bro." Chris began to rub his crotch as he watched Casey. Casey noticed the staring and the rubbing when he handed Chris the pipe. They made eye contact, neither saying anything as they did the hand off. But before he put the pipe to his mouth, Chris asked Casey, "You wanna do a shotgun this time?" As they were getting higher what they were thinking more and more about but still hadnt said was what the other had done with Tyler. There was a competition between them driven by that unknown but was fueling this moment alone between them. It could easily have gotten aggressive if thats where these boys heads were but that wasnt who they were. Chris was also wondering what Tyler had or hadnt told Casey about the first time they were in this house just as Casey wondered what it is that happened. Casey never saw Tyler as being the casual drug user type but this seemed chill and safe. He couldnt see the harm in Hunter or getting a little high every so often if thats what Tyler was up for. Their curiosity and these hits made them want to see what might happen for as long as they were alone. "Sure" Casey replied. As Chris leaned in neither was sure if this would lead to a kiss but both did want it. Chris moved close enough that their lips touched and both very tentatively brought their tongues out slightly. Just the feeling of their tongues grazing was enough and the two started to make out deep. Chris leaning further into Casey as they pressed themselves together with hands exploring each others chests and abs even as Chris held on to the pipe and torch. Just as with his shotgun with Tyler, Casey had to let go of the smoke while they were kissing. "Thats so hot" Chris said as they both took a breath. "Do you want another?" he asked as he offered what was in his hands to Casey. "Is it cool that we're doing this while theyre in there? I dont wanna smoke all his stuff and get him pissed or anything." "I'm sure its fine. Theyll probably be out in a second anyways." "What are they doing in there? Did something happen?" "I dont know. I think it should be ok." Chris was trying to be casual because he wanted this to continue. But he was also wondering if Hunter was going to try to get Tyler alone to share what had been already shared with him...Chris' guilt was hard to shake and part of him knew that there was danger involved for these two boys by coming here. But hearing the click of the torch and seeing this sexy guy do these hits for the first time with him, thinking about what it might do to him, made it impossible to stop. ********************** "Scoot back." Hunter stood up and gave Tyler a small push to encourage him to pull his legs up on to the bed. The boy did as he let go of his first hit with this pipe. "Nice cloud. Go ahead do another." Hunter climbed up onto the bed his hands gripping onto Tylers ankles and firmly massaging his way up his calves past his knees and up his thighs. He bent down and started kissing the boys inner thighs, all hard with muscle. He looked up as he licked the space between Tylers thigh and balls. The boy moaned as he held his hit in. "When you let that hit out blow it out down to your cock." Tyler nodded and then blew a cloud bigger than the first fogging the view that the two had of each other for a moment. "Fuck boy. Thats hot. You been practicing since that first time?" "No that was my first time and the last time I did it." "Youre doing great. Hold on to them for a second." Hunter raised himself up and pulled Tylers legs along with him propping them up on his shoulders. He knelt back down to get a closer look at the boys hole. "You and Casey have fucked before right?" "Yeah.' Tyler was embarrassed by the admission. Partly because he hadnt told anyone else yet and because he was feeling bad that the first person he told wasnt Chris. Hunter could see it on his face. "Don't worry. Theyre getting to know each other right now. Itll be fine." Tyler nodded. "You guys flip fuck or do you just bottom?" Hunter made sure to look the boy straight in the eye. Even with the hits lowering his inhibitions he was turning red. He really hadnt ever even thought about saying these things out loud. "It's ok. I'm just asking. You can tell me." With those last words Hunter teased Tylers hole with his tongue eliciting a gasp. He looked back into Tylers eyes. Tyler was looking right back. "You love to bottom dont you boy?" Tyler just nodded. Without hesitation, Hunter feasted on Tylers hole licking and probing in a way that created new sensations in the boy. Chris and Casey werent guys who seemed interested in rimming so this was something Tyler never really thought much about. After Hunters rim job there would be no turning back. He would insist that guys he was with rim him like this. His moans became increasingly louder and for a second he worried that Chris and Casey would hear him. But that second passed quickly. Hunter could feel the hole responding and opening up to him. This boy was a true bottom and he couldnt wait to get his first poz load into him. He pulled his head up and propped himself up as he crawled up to kiss the boy he was about to own. He could see in Tylers face the disappointment that the attention to his hole had stopped and also that hunger for something more. Hunter pulled himself from the kiss and looked down at Tyler. "Can I fuck you?" Tyler was a little caught off guard by how gentle Hunter was in asking the question. He recalled the conversations in health class about consent and he was seeing it play out now. Tyler took this to mean that Hunter wanted him to want it and enjoy it. He took it to mean Hunter would never do anything to hurt him. He looked down and saw that huge cock fully hard and looking like it was leaking. He didnt remember noticing Hunter take his shorts off but there was a lot happening and all that mattered now was that he was naked. Tyler nodded. "Yeah. Go slow ok?" Hunter kissed Tyler softly. "I will." Hunter took the pipe and torch from Tyler and told him to pull off his hoodie and the tshirt underneath. Hunter had forgotten how sexy the boy was and started to second guess the promise he had just made. He handed Tyler the pipe and torch again. "Take another two first. I'll grab some lube." Hunter wasnt sure if Tyler would say anything about condoms or being safe but he wasnt about to bring it up. Tyler did give it a moment but as the first of these two hits moved through his body he realized that he had never been fucked with a condom. Chris and Casey always fucked him raw and bred him. With Chris it had just happened the one time but it was pretty clear now that he and Casey would never use a condom together. By the time he was blowing out his second hit he had forgotten that the thought had even past his mind. By then, Hunter had his cock lubed and was pulling Tylers legs back up onto his shoulders. "You feeling good boy? Those were nice big hits. Love seeing that." Tyler nodded. He couldnt believe how much he wanted to feel this mans cock stratching him in ways that even Chris and Caseys werent big enough to do. "Go slow" he repeated. Hunter smiled and nodded in response. Hunter grabbed his slick hard cock and rubbed the head along Tylers crack finding the tight hole and resting it there. The two locked eyes as Hunter slowly pushed into Tyler. Tyler had learned to love the anticipation and the feeling of a cock head penetrating him. But this was something different. He didnt know what it was but it felt so much more intimate with this man. Hunter was easing the biggest cock Tyler had gotten fucked with yet and it had none of the clumsiness that was the second or third tries with Casey in this position. They didnt break their stare. Hunter spoke first. "You ok" he whispered. "Yeah youre in?" Hunter smiled. "Not yet. I'm about half way." Tylers eyes opened wider as he felt Hunter continue to push deeper. He gasped but not out of pain. He realized he wanted more. He wanted this man to touch something Casey and Chris couldnt. This was his first time with a real pro. He moaned deep. "You like that boy?" Tyler found he was a little out of breath now and moaned out a breathy "Yeah" as he grabbed his cock. Hunter remembered how things ended last time. Cum. Shame. Leave. He wanted to make things last this time. He stilled his body with just about an inch left. They were silent for a moment and Tyler explored this mans body with his hands grabbing on to his chest and bringing them down toward his abs and thighs. Tyler saw the tattoo that he remembered seeing the first time he was in this room and traced it with his finger. His concentration on this symbol he only recognized as a hazard sign was broken when Hunter pulled his gaze up to his eyes with a gentle finger on the boys chin. He looked deep into Tylers eyes. "I want you to remember this cock. I want you to crave it and come back for it whenever you need to be filled." Tyler had never been spoken to this way before and as he heard those words he realized that this was what he always wanted. He started to stroke his cock even harder. Hunter bent down still not pushing any further and kissed Tyler passionately, pulling the boys hand from between them and away from his cock. He took that arm and wrapped it around himself. Tyler understood and wrapped both his arms and tightened his legs around the man. This was it. Hunter pushed that last inch into the boy and along with it the weight of his body into Tylers hole. Both moaned into each others mouths. After years of breeding boys like this Hunter had learned to control his body so that he could cum multiple loads inside a hole without the boy suspecting as much. He didnt think Tyler was going to be kept from Hunters secret for long but he wanted to wait until he had a couple loads in him first. As they kissed Hunter could feel his first load building fast. This boy had gotten to him somehow. It was his innocence with the obvious undercurrent of a boy desperately wanting to be corrupted. As Hunter gyrated his hips balls deep into Tyler, the boy moaned something different. Like Hunter had hit a newly discovered spot. Hunter kept at that motion and the moaning became whimpers. Nothing got Hunter going like a college jock boy whimpering from his first massive cock and that moan triggered Hunters first load. With the two boys just out in the living room this wasnt the time to edge. He could feel it was a big load and Hunter had to exercise incredible control. He moaned with Tyler and did everything he could from the shaking that always accompanied a load this big. He tried to focus that energy into his mouth and probed Tyler with his tongue even deeper. When he finally found the end of his orgasm he couldnt believe he hadnt given himself away. Tyler was still in it and didnt seem to realize that he had just been delivered his very first poz load. Hunter pulled up to look at this boy. "You ok? You need a break?" It was Hunter who wanted to take a minute to fully recover from one of his hottest fucks in a while but he knew he would win points with a boy like Tyler if he showed care for him first. They hadnt been fucking for more than a couple minutes and Tyler wasnt tired or in pain and didnt think he needed a break but thought out of politeness that he should accept the offer. "Yeah ok." Hunter very slowly pulled out of Tyler looking down as the head popped out and noticing a drop of his cum leaking out. He laid down next to the boy and kept one hand at Tylers hole teasing it and probing it as they softly kissed. "Is this all ok? You feeling good?" Tyler nodded not knowing what to say. What he wanted to say was he felt good and he felt safe in this mans arms but he didnt want to seem like he was being clingy. The other two guys who had fucked him were just outside this room after all. And one of them was now just outside the door. Hunter and Tyler heard a soft knocking, the kind that said its ok if you dont hear this I dont want to intrude. They both heard it. Hunter casually responded "Come on in" while Tyler felt that shot of embarrassment that they were going to see him with Hunter and assume that they had fucked. It was too late because Chris walked in before Tyler could say anything at all. *********************** The restraint the boys used because they werent sure what was happening between Tyler and Hunter and how long they would be was gone after they each took three more hits from the pipe. They were both feeling the high and Casey was beginning to see that whatever tina was was making him as horny as he ever felt he had ever been before. The two were making out now without the pretense of the shotgun and they were both down to their boxers and socks. These boys and Tyler were tight athletic boys not really made from the gym but from growing up playing team sports. Being in shape was fine but bonding with a team of boys was always what made it all fun. Casey started to see how this could replace sports. Caseys curiosity had him picking up the pipe to see if there was a limit or whether he would just keep getting higher and hornier. So far he hadnt reached his limit. Every hit would force his hand to his cock and feel that electricity tingling through it. "You know whats weird? I kinda cant get hard but I'm hornier than fuck. Is that this?" Casey asked while holding the pipe. That question wasnt enough to stop him from taking another hit to keep the experiment going. He was too far gone now. "I dont know. It doesnt do that to me." Casey was getting the hang of hitting from the pipe. He let out another cloud. "I know. Looks big bro." "I guess.' Casey wasnt sure if it was false modesty or if he was sweetly innocent in that way like he thought Tyler was. "It's not as big as Hunters though. Or his friend." "His friend?" "Yeah last time I came over without Tyler and Hunter had this other guy over." "Oh thats hot. So you done the group thing with Hunter then." "Yeah but just that once. And that was my first time." Chris was high but he could never fully shake that Christian guilt. As if only getting fucked once by a hot poz guy while another guy watched would be ok for his friends and family back home. "But you also were here with Tyler before that right?" "Right. Twice." "Nice." "You?" "Nah. This is the first time I ever been in something like this. More than one guy. Drugs. Seems pretty chill though." "Yeah." There was that guilt again. Now would be the time to tell Casey to go. To save himself and stay neg. But that would be too much. Casey might try to save Tyler and it could turn out worse. What Chris wasnt admitting to himself was that he was liking getting high too much to want to not keep coming by Hunters anymore. Chris thought about trying another tactic. "You guys...fuck?" Casey handed the pipe to Chris. "Yeah. You mean me and Ty?" Chris had never heard him called Ty. He didnt know why but hearing it made him feel that sting of jealousy just a little more. "Yeah we do. We live down the hall from each other so you know. Its easy." "Yeah. Uh...you guys...do....both?" "Both? You mean like fuck and get fucked?" Chris nodded as he took his hit. "Nah I only top so we just do that." Chris almost in relief breathed out and exhaled his next word. "Nice." "Not if I cant get hard bro." Chris looked over as Casey reached into his boxers and stroked his soft cock. Meanwhile the head of Chris' cock was sticking out of the waistband of his boxers. "Sorry." Casey just shrugged it off as Chris put the pipe down and pulled Casey into another kiss. They felt sufficiently high to keep this kiss going. Both boys got more out of breath feeling each others chests pushing their torsos against each other and feeling the others cock through the fabric of their boxers. Just as Casey rubbed the head of Chris' cock with his hand and reached past it to take hold of his thick hard shaft, they were interrupted. ************************** As Chris opened Hunters bedroom door and walked in he had not given any thought to what he might see. He was too preoccupied with what was happening in the living room to give Tyler and Hunter any thought. So when he walked in and saw the two naked in bed the shock was too hard to cover. "Oh sorry I didnt--" From the door, Chris noticed what he thought might have been cum leaking out of Tylers hole. His legs were spread and Hunter was rubbing his inner thigh. "Um I can..." He was going to say wait but he actually couldnt. "Its ok. Whats up?" Hunter asked as he sat up in the bed. Tyler lay almost frozen as he and Chris looked at each other. What both men in bed also noticed was the Chris was down to his boxers which were very clearly tenting. "Uuhhhh it looks like theres a couple people at your door."

Part II: My Initiation Before I met Bill, I had only bottomed twice. The first time was the first time I had ever had sex, when I met another teenage guy online and he came over and really wanted to play with my ass. He had already been turned out by an older guy he met online, so he knew everything to help me get ready, but it was still a very painful experience. I still remember his cheshire grin above me as he slid his dick into my hole. He was slow but he still fucked the cum right out of me, but shot over my chest and wore a condom. I was sore for a few days after and I was not looking to do it again. The second time was the really bad experience, about a year later. I had been horny and messaging guys on the apps while my parents were out of town and had left me one of their cars. The guy made it seem like he was in his 30s and he lived alone in the country about an hour away. I had a beer and got a little buzzed, and took him up on an offer to have sex. My cell phone wasn’t working when I got close to his place and I couldn’t really find it on the GPS. After I drove back to the exit and got reception he agreed to meet me at the park and ride, and waited there, alone and horny, for about a half hour. I smoked a little pot while I waited. When he finally got there, he looked different from his pictures. He was much older than mid 30s and bulky, with a full beard and mustache and he was dressed in tight jeans and a red and black flannel shirt with a baseball cap hiding what looked like wild black hair. His flannel shirt was open with a wifebeater underneath, and mounds of black chest fur sticking out. I always thought of myself as more attracted to lean and smooth guys around my age, but something about him made my cock twitch. He told me he would give me a lift back to his place and take me back when we were done. I was a little high and my spidey sense wasn’t working so I didn’t see any problem with this. He put his arm gently against my lower back, right above my ass, and pressed me towards the car. “Why don’t you ride in the back seat,” he said, opening the door for me. “More comfy back there.” Once I got in and he had closed the door I realized that it was an old police car, complete with a caged partition between the back seat and front seat. Next to me was a blindfold. “Why don’t you put that on?” The man who called himself Bruce said. “Always been a fantasy of mine.” Not seeing any harm, I complied, and wrapped the blindfold around my head. He started driving off, and after a minute or so of silence my high went kind of paranoid and I started to think about being in this stranger’s car. The possible dangers... Then he broke the silence. “So you like pretty much everything?” He and I had talked about a few things. Mostly kissing and oral. We never discussed fucking, but I put versatile and “into everything vanilla” in my profile. “Yeah,” I said weakly. “I haven’t been with that many guys though.” “You seem like a natural, hopping into my car like that,” he chuckled. “Seem pretty eager, I’d say.” I blushed a little bit and hoped the blindfold hid it. “Well I liked your pictures....” “Yeah. I don’t have many new ones, sorry kid. A lot of young faggots like you won’t give guys like me the time of day. Usually a different story once I’ve got you speared on my dick.” His words cut into me. I had never been called a faggot before, and he was admitting he catfished young guys. Stupid and scared, I went along with it. “Well uh, I like your photos. And I like you in person a lot too.” “Well you haven’t seen the best part baby.” He paused. “You haven’t seen the cock that is gonna open you up like a Christmas present.” I was silent for a beat. “I’m um, not that into anal.” Back then this wasn’t a lie. I associated anal sex with pain from that first time and something about it just felt degrading. The way that first guy had held my hips and smacked my ass. Like he owned me. “That’s ok sweetheart. I am into it enough for the both of us. You don’t have to do anyting but lie back and look pretty.” I was too nervous to respond. The car stopped and instinctually I reached around grasping for the handle and pulled, and nothing happened. I started shaking. “Well uh...” I was stammering. “I’m not sure I am ready for that today but you know some other time...” There was another pause of silence. I was still blindfolded, now trapped in the back of this stranger’s car. “So listen up boy, and I am only going to go through this once: I am going to fuck you when I take you into that house ok?” He waited for me to say something. “Uh, I just don’t think...” “Wrong answer boy. What’s the right answer?” I gulped. “I guess we can try.” “What? And where are your manners? I’m old enough to be your daddy.” Another pause. I was starting to sweat a little now. But I was horny, probably from being high. “Yes, sir.” “Good. Now I don’t want you to do anything crazy. I am gonna open that door and take you into the house, you got that?” I hestitated and after a beat he coughed. “Yes, sir.” “Then I am going to take off that blindfold and you are going to take a bath. You got that?” “Yes, sir.” “Then you are going to follow my instructions and then I am going to take you back to your car. You got that?” I nodded weakly. “Yes, sir,” I whispered. “Can’t hear you bitch.” “YES SIR!” I yelled suddenly, embarrassed. “Good.” I heard the driver’s door open and his scuffling along the ground until my door was open and he yanked me up out of my seat. He smacked my ass and used his hands to direct me into his house and through a few doors once we were inside. I was still dazed and confused by the whole experience. I trembled as we stopped walking and I heard him turn on running water. “I’m gonna introduce you to my cock now boy. I want you to feel it first.” He grabbed my right wrist and moved my hand over his cock, which was bulging through his jeans. He leaned in and whispered in my ear. “That’s all for you.” Then he pressed me down to the floor. I started to remove my blindfold but he slapped my hand and then my face. “Not yet. I want you to feel it with your mouth before you see it.” Once I was on my knees, he pressed the bulge against my cheek and pulled the zipper down. He was not wearing any underwear and his hard cock popped out, a solid six inches with a giant set of balls that he pressed into my mouth first. He smacked my face with his cock as he forced me to tongue his balls over and over, and I could feel his pubes getting wet from my tongue. “Lick the head.” I complied and darted my tongue out and slowly moved it over the top of his cock, picking up a small smudge of precum that stuck to my lips as I moved my tongue up and down the shaft, teasing his dick. I used my right hand to gently stroke him at the stem, and he responded in kind by using his hands to pull my head and mouth over his cock. Gently, but firmly asserting that he was in control. I could feel him snaking into my mouth and throat, and I choked a bit but it passed and then he pulled out and slapped my face with his cock, and took off the blindfold. It stared at me with that one angry eye, and I slowly moved my mouth back over it, sucking gently. I was pressing forward when he suddenly slapped me on the cheek, and I froze. “Just remember to watch those teeth bitch.” I had never been insulted during sex before. It made me think of that first time with Jason, when he turned me over onto my stomach and lifted me up until I was on all fours with my ass presented to him. He moved his throbbing teenage cock over the crack of my ass, letting me know he was in charge. When I yelped as he slammed inside me he just grunted and smacked my right ass cheek, signaling me to shut up. Bruce was different. He started giving me instructions right away. “Move your tongue back down to my balls, boy,” he said. “I want to see your whore’s mouth take those fuckers in.” This went on for about ten minutes or so, until the bathtub was finally full. He turned on the water jets and told me to strip. He led me into the tub and started scrubbing me as I was standing up then pressed me down into a position where my legs were spread open and he was still outside the tub, scrubbing me down and playing with my hole. “When was the last time your pussy was opened?” I winced at that. Both because he called my asshole a pussy, which felt degrading, and because he was pressing his finger into me. “I’ve only had anal sex once,” I said, trying to keep any talk about fucking me clinical and cold. I was still nervous about anal sex. “I don’t like it when you call it that,” I added. “Why? Are you ashamed of your pussy?” I pushed up a bit, making his finger leave my pulsing, twitching asshole. “No I just...I just don’t like that. It’s girly.” He grunted and laughed. “Well, you ashamed of taking it up the ass?” I was. I had always looked down on guys who got on all fours and took cock, but I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction. “I prefer other things,” I said. “What makes it a pussy,” he continued, moving his finger back up against my hole, “is that it is destined to get bred.” He put a finger in, then another, twisting them until they broke past the pucker. He leaned down against my ear. “Did the man who took your cherry breed you?” I shook my head. “No, he used a rubber.” Bruce snarled, shaking his head. “That’s not a real cherry pop,” he said, pushing his digits in a little further. I moaned lightly. “What do you mean?” My head was swirling, and I was still, somehow, impossibly high. “Until you’ve been fucked raw and bred, your asshole won’t be a pussy.” He removed his fingers, and I found myself missing them. “Key difference between a pussyboy and a real man is the cunt,” Bruce explained. “A pussyboy is trained to serve real men with his mouth and a broke in boypussy.” I shivered. This was bringing me to tears, the idea of my ass all sloppy, a cum drenched pussy. I was a man. Not a pussy. “But I don’t think I want to bottom,” I whined. He laughed. “You don’t get to choose to have a pussy,” he explained. “You were born to do this. Lets clean this pussy out.” He took me into a shower in another room and used a faucet enema to clean me out and washing me down. Then he dried me up and handed me a jockstrap with thick pink strings and a black crotch. I slipped it on, letting it frame my hole for him. Bruce led me to a dark bedroom lit by candles and gently pressed me onto the bed on my stomach. He moved his hairy back against my smooth backside, keeping his cock firmly pointed at my hole. He reached for the bedside table and took a pinch of a pile of crystal powder and dipped his hand into some homemade lube and started pressing his fingers back into my hole. I moaned, spreading my legs a little for him. Suddenly it started to burn. “Ow, that hurts!” I yelped. “I think you need more lube...” He didn’t listen right away, twisting into me even while I burned. “If you don’t have a pussy, don’t act like one,” he snarled, pressing my thighs and pushing my knees behind my head. I was being put on display, my hole exposed to him. I had not planned on becoming a stranger’s bitch and tears started to well in my eyes, as I knew what was happening. I could feel his raw, precumming cock dripping against my hole. “Are...are you going to fuck me?” “Yes, bitch.” Bruce added another finger and I started to feel like I was opening up for him. I even reached and spread my cheeks for him, giving him more space to spear me. Inviting him into me. He took up the invite, pressing his angry cockhead against my pucker. I was in heat, high, my pucker dilating for him. “Wait...a condom...” I said. Bruce grunted, holding his cock against my asshole. “I’m not fucking you yet bitch. This is precum, for pre-fucking.” He jabbed the head in, smashing through the pucker into my hole. “It hurts!” I cried out. “Yes, it does baby.” Bruce nibbled at my ear, whispering into me. “The precum is lubing you up, and I’m going to add some spit, too.” He bit at my neck, pinching the skin and leaving a mark. I yelped, and turned to face away from him as his cock slid a bit away from my hole and he moved his mouth down my neck and across my stomach down over my clothed, limp boy cock. “Let me get you wet,” he said, pushing my legs up. “Hold these wide open for me.” “What...what are you doing?” I asked, my mind in a drug fugue. There had to be something...maybe in the Gatorade he had given me. I was on fire inside, I wanted to offer my holes to him. Let him use them. He grabbed a poppers bottle and had me inhale. “Gotta open you up a little more,” he said, licking around my hole, snapping the pink strings of my jockstrap. I held my legs open, and watched as his mouth disappeared into my hole. Before he pressed his lips against the pucker, he whispered up at me: “Good girl.” I froze hearing this. Pussyboy. Girl. I felt humiliated in this position, letting an older man put his fingers and tongue into my ass and treat me like I was his bitch. He licked circles around my hole, then started jabbing his tongue inside me. Then he moved back and spat forcefully in my hole, then jabbed the saliva inside me with his tongue again. I moaned in ecstasy. He started darting his tongue in and out of my hole, tongue fucking me and reminding me of the dick that had just been pressed inside. It made me want to feel the length of his cock, even made me think about taking his cum...it wouldn’t be so bad I thought...he just wanted to fuck me raw a little...most guys just wanted to get off. I could suck him off instead but I wanted that feeling. My hole wanted his tongue, his beard, his cock and fingers and to be slammed against the bed by his solid, masculine body. Dark man fur pressed against smooth boypussy. He was eating my hole when he pulled away and said, simply, “You have a beautiful pussy,” licking his lips. “You want daddy to open that pussy for you?” Lost in heat, I groaned “Yes daddy.” I was tossing my head back and forth, my legs shaking. He pressed his hands back on my thighs, now holding my legs open. My arms fell to my sides, but I quickly pressed them back up against his furry chest as he jammed the head of his cock into my hole. “You need to wear a condom!” I shrieked. My voice was still kind of high pitched for a boy back then, even though I was a teenager. He pulled his cock out, looking down at me with anger, leaving the tip just softly opening my pucker. “You sure you want me to wear a rubber?” I would love him raw, but I said “Yes,” because I knew that I would regret it later. He just kept staring down at me. Then he grinned and pressed his raw cock forward, ignoring what I told him, and pushed in. “No,” he said. I shook. Now I was really nervous, and not in control. This bull had spread and speared me, and now he was not willing to play safe. He wanted to breed me. “Please,” I said. “I’m too scared to bareback...” “Not my problem,” Bruce said, pressing his cock further in, using my thighs for leverage. I clutched his chest hair, which was matted with sweat from both of us. Some of his sweat was dripping over me as he slid his raw cock further and further inside me. “I just...are you clean?” I asked. He said nothing, just continued to press his body forward, moving his cock deeper into my ass. He stopped and grabbed some of the homemade lube, which burned again. He also had me use some poppers, and shoved the rest of his cock in. I started babbling. I was losing focus, everything around me getting blurry and overheated and hot and sweaty and sticky. The burning sensation was disappearing, but it had been replaced with a warm, pleasant sensation in my violated hole, one that was burning away my inhibitions. “I just...I just...” Tears streamed down my cheeks. “I want to be safe...” He thrust his cock in and out of my hole, pushing my knees back further down until they were almost touching the bed. He pulled out, then jabbed the entire length of his manhood back in me. I screamed and hollered and tears came out, but he did not seem to notice. Or care. It felt like I was being torn apart. “Please stop...slow down...my ass hurts!” I finally yelled at him. He slowed down and looked at me. “What hurts?” He asked. “My ass,” I cried out, my mind buzzing. “My ass is...” He slapped me across the face, and I looked up, my mouth hanging open in shock. Without warning his spat right inside my open mouth, then pushed his cock in and out of my hole for emphasis. Tears rolled down my cheeks. Why was he doing this to me? His pulsing cock moved in and out of my hole. He would pick up speed and then take it out altogether and shove it all the way back in. “Gotta open you up,” he whispered above me, as his dick turned my hole into a frothy mix of semen and saliva and ass juices, a mix of burning pain and sensory pleasure overload. As he thrust in and out, Bruce started talking to me in a sexy, deep and raspy voice. “Right now I am fucking your pussy, boy,” Bruce explained. “You’re becoming a pussyboy.” “No!” I screamed, crying. “I’m a guy, and I don’t want to-“ Another slap interrupted me. “I told you, pussyboys don’t have any choice, bitch. He laughed me as I trembled below him, my hands uselessly trying to stop his solid body from invading the hole he was turning into a pussy. My pussy. In and out, getting closer... “Don’t come in me!” I cried out. Bruce just kept fucking me. In and out. His raw cock spilling more and more precum. He couldn’t be that far off from flooding my insides. He slowed for a bit. “Tell you what, boy; first time, you get a choice.” “Don’t come in me!” I yelled. “That’s what I choose!” Bruce grinned at me, smiling down at me while my fingers moved through his chest hair. “Oh, I’m coming inside you bitch. Choice is pussy or mouth.” “Just not in my ass,” I said, crying. “Not in my ass-“ He slapped me again. “Not in your what?” “My ass-“ Another slap. “Your what?” He was sneering at me now. I was looking up at his mean, glaring face. I felt sick now, my face a mix of sweat and spit and tears and snot. I closed my eyes to stop the tears. “My pussy,” I said finally, giving in. He spat at me again, this one landing on my forehead. “Couldn’t hear you bitch.” “Please don’t come in my pussy!” I screamed. I was crying again now, looking away from him. He just started fucking me again, going in and out for another two minutes or so. He started to slow down. “Are you sure you don’t want this in your pussy boy?” I just nodded. “It’s already real wet and hot down in there,” he said. “Let me swallow you!” I begged him, and he withdrew and slapped my face again as he pulled out of me, and crawled up my body and stroked his cock in front of my face a few times before shoving it in my mouth. A bitter shot of cum flooded into my throat and mouth and I choked on it a bit before he finally took out his limp dick and smashed it across my face. Then he slapped my cheeks again. “Good girl,” he whispered. “You’re halfway there." He forced me to keep the jockstrap and kept my own underwear as a souvenir, smelling it when I asked for it back. “It’s going to remind me of your snatch,” he said, grinning back at me. “For when I get another shot at turning it into a real pussy.” He smacked my ass again for emphasis as I put on my pants. As we drove back I was quiet. But he started dirty talk, and before I knew it he was threatening me again. “What do you think your friends and family would think if they saw your pussy getting fed my cock?” he asked, as we neared the park and ride where I had left my car. I didn’t say anything. “I think that they wouldn’t want anything to do with a pussyboy,” he said. “They could never look at you the same when they saw your pussy being opened up by a man old enough to be your daddy.” He grinned at me from the ear view mirror as he pulled beside my car. He got his phone out and pressed play on a video for me. I looked down, my eyes widening in horror: Hidden camera footage. “You can’t show this to anyone!” I whined at him. “It would ruin me!” I hadn’t even told my parents I liked guys. He smiled back at me. “Your secret is safe with me, if you do what I say.” He had me program my number in his phone. “Here’s the deal: I have a friend turning 50 next weekend, and I owe him a favor. He’s gotten me out of a trouble before. He likes boypussy.” Bruce grinned as he stroked my face. “He will love your pussy, that’s for sure. So you’re going to come to the club at the address I text you at, and I want you to bring a friend with you.” “A friend?” Bruce nodded. “I’m sure you have plenty of gay friends your age.” He texted me an address, a time and a photo of his friend: Bill. “What do you want me to do?” I asked, looking down. Bruce smiled. “He’ll be looking out for you, don’t worry.” Bruce leaned over and whispered in my ear: “Just make sure you and your friend are ready to offer those asses up. Don’t say no to anything, or this video gets emailed to all the wrong people.” By the time Bill’s birthday arrived, I had convinced Mikey to come with me. He was a young and lean guy like me, and he was also a top. He had been asking to fuck me for a while. Hinting at it really. So before I went out that weekend, I texted him saying that I was thinking we could go out and party together. He agreed right away, hoping that he would have a chance to fuck me later. Now we were both with Bill, Tom, Jerome and Steve. Tom was working Mikey’s hole with his tongue, and Bill was forcing his cock back in my mouth. Jerome and Steve were fumbling around with a bag, taking out some small items. I tried to look but Bill’s cock was my focus. I wanted this to get over with as quickly as possible. I needed to keep that video from being leaked... The next thing I knew, Jerome was standing next to Mikey, who looked like he was really spinning and out of it. “Hey girl,” he said to Mikey, who was groaning with pleasure. “We gotta take care of something.” I heard Mikey protest and saw Jerome feed him his cock, at the same time Steve’s cock replaced Bill’s while Bill moved down to my hole and started fiddling with it with his tongue. Steve smiled down at me. He was holding lipstick, some eyeliner and another pad of makeup. As he pressed his cock in my mouth and Bill started eating my hole, he applied the lipstick around my lips that were servicing him. “That’s a good girl,” he said, smiling at me. “Gotta look your best for all your daddies tonight.” In the corner of my eyes I could see the same thing was happening to Mikey, and Jerome had already finished with the lipstick. “That’s a good girl,” Steve repeated, moving on to the eyeliner. “Just keep swallowing that daddy dick.” I heard a loud smack, and then Jerome saying “Don’t you dare rub that off bitch.” Once the makeup was applied, the men stopped invading our holes and put us both on all fours, facing each other. We looked at each other’s faces, tears streaking our shitty makeup. We looked pathetic. Steve took a position behind me and started eating me out, while Jerome did the same to Mikey. And then I saw him. I had spent the night at the club wondering when he would show up, if he would, and now I knew why he had waited. In the corner, holding a camera with his left hand while stroking his cock with his right, sat Bruce. “Look at the camera, girls,” he said, sneering at both of us. We were out of it, so I just stared vacantly at him. “We’re shooting a movie. Want to know the title?” Mikey started crying again. I just stared. “It’s called “Daddy’s Pussyboys,” he said, smiling. “And you guys are going to be starring in it!” And with that he rose up and brought the camera closer to us. I felt the piercing sting of a raw cock entering me, and I could see from Mikey’s facial expression that Jerome had replaced his tongue with his cock. Our long night had finally started...

A Strange Night at the Baths (Part I) Going to the baths can be a hit or miss experience. Sometimes you are surrounded by horny men and the visit seem like one continuous orgy; other times you can walk or wait and not find what you are looking for, eventually ending up rubbing one out while watching porn on the monitors. There are also times where nothing is happening until you’re just about ready to leave, then just as you head towards the locker room you are drawn into a hot encounter that leaves you covered with other men’s cum. That’s exactly what happened to me one night. I had just finished dinner on a Tuesday and decided I was in the mood for some naked men, so I headed downtown to the baths. I arrived about 9:00 PM, which admittedly is usually not the best time to go if you’re looking for variety. Nonetheless, I’m an optimistic guy so I checked-in and got my towel and locker key and headed upstairs to undress and stow my clothes. As I reached the second floor and rounded the corner to the lockers, I found the area deserted. Not a good start but since the play areas were upstairs I wasn’t too worried. I hopped in the shower then wrapped my little white towel around my waist and headed upstairs in search of sexual adventure. As I walked down the halls past the rooms where you would usually find a few doors open revealing some hard cock or lubed-up asses waiting for an encounter, all I encountered that night was closed doors with no one else walking around. Undeterred, I headed up to the playroom area which included the dungeon play room, the outdoor patio, the glory hole booths, and the dark room – but all were deserted. Realizing it was still early for the party crowd and service workers to show, I decided to head back downstairs to the theater and watch some porn until (hopefully) things picked up. I entered the theater which was comprised of a large dark room with stadium style seating about 3 benches high that wrapped around two sides of the room, and a large big screen in the corner with some very hot raw fuck scenes showing. I walked over to the benches and sat down on the middle bench about in the center between the entrance and the video screen. I opened my towel enough to pull out my now hardening cock and began stroking as I watched the movie. It was a really hot scene so I was starting to get into stroking when an older man entered the theater and sat nearest the door on the lower bench. He didn’t acknowledge me but instead started stroking himself under his towel. After a few minutes passed I swiveled around so that I was facing the man by the entrance and so he could clearly see between my legs where I was slowly stoking my cock. Finally he looked at me and let his towel fall loose on the bench and slowly stroked his own very large cock. He was a big, beefy man and his cock was much larger than my 6 inches…I really wanted a taste of his sexy man-meat and I had precum leaking from the tip of my cock as a result. I wiped it with my hand and brought it to my lips while maintaining eye contact in hopes he would take the lead and use me. I continued to lick my lips lasciviously while reaching a finger down to my ass, spreading my legs wider so I could slip my finger inside my eager asshole. That seemed to do the trick as he got up and walked over to me and told me to suck his dick. I climbed down from my seat and dropped to my knees and he reached up and pulled my face onto his hard cock pushing it violently in and out of my mouth. He stopped long enough to sit on the bench behind him then pulled me down onto his erect manhood again. This time I tried to focus on worshiping his cock, working it in and out of my mouth and slobbering as much as I could to make things as slippery as possible. I looked at his body as I took him into my throat until my eyes watered. He was a tall man, probably between 50-60 years of age with medium lengthy body hair on his chest, legs and groin, just the type of man I usually like to feel on top of me. I wrapped both my hands around his hard cock and pulled up so just his cockhead was in my mouth, then leaned over and pushed my mouth back onto his swollen cock until his trimmed pubes were tickling my nose. I used my tongue over my lip and twisted my head back and forth as I went down, taking his cock deeper each time. After a few up and downs I took him fully inside and kept my lips wrapped around the base of his shaft until I had to come up for air. He grunted and pushed on the back of my head each time, but kept his eyes on the screen and didn’t really seem that interested. I stood up between him and the TV and straddled the bench laying on my stomach next to where he was seated so that my ass was beckoning to him. He seemed more interested now and reached over to spread my cheeks and spit on my open hole and started fingering me. He spit several times in his hand, smearing it on my butthole then inserting his finger deeply into me to open my hole. I moaned and pushed back to allow his finger to probe deeper. He pulled his finger out and came back again with two digits, then three when he curved his hand and began to corkscrew his fingers in and out of my open ass. Then he arose and mounted me from behind, placing his cock head at my wet entrance, pushing slowly until the head of his cock was past my first ring. He paused about 2 seconds then pushed all the way inside of me slamming his balls against my ass. I must have yelped a bit as he wasn’t gentle, but I quickly adjusted and pushed my ass against him. He began to move his hips up and down so that his cock was thrusting and withdrawing from my hungry hole. He continued the same pace and rhythm, never varying for what seemed like an hour but didn’t seem interested. After several more minutes of the same uninspired fucking, I told him I needed a break and started to get up from the bench. Suddenly he grabbed my arm and said “oh no you don’t” and pushed me hard back onto the bench and began to slam his cock rapidly in-and-out of my ass in a fashion that some might’ve described as rape. His demeanor was different now and the anger he had unleashed on me was clearly turning him on. I was reeling and wondering if I should make a defensive move to extricate myself and risk serious injury or wait for him to finish and hope no serious damage was inflicted. He was grunting and telling me that I’m not gonna get him turned on then try to walk away with taking care of his needs. As I listed to his voice and his grunts I was becoming very turned on as well, and started pushing my ass back onto each violet thrust, pushing him deeper inside of me and evidently encouraging him to drive harder and faster into me with each stroke. From there it didn’t take long until he let out a loud groan and slammed his cock into my ass as deeply as possible. I could feel his dick flexing inside of me as his sperm shot inside of my ass…so much sperm that it was leaking out with each thrust and dripping down my legs. After a final violent thrust he pulled out and walked out of the room, leaving me sprawled out and covered with sweat and cum. At first I had felt violated but now I felt like a real slut and my ass acted like it wasn’t finished and wanted the action to continue. I pushed myself off the bench and saw that I had cum all over the bench in the heat of passion. I scooped some into my hand and licked it off so I could savor the taste of our sex, then decided to get a quick shower and continue the hunt for cock afterwards. -To be continued...

After a bit of a break I got 2 loads from 2 hung guys yesterday. faceless Grindr guy sent me a pic of his cock and told me he needed a boy to dump his 3 day load in, he found me hooded on all fours. Slowly worked me open, told me to beg for his load and blew his load balls deep. Never saw his face but told him to hit me up again. I was hungry for more after he left and invited a hung top top who’s been trying to fuck me for a while but I knew I needed to be opened up before taking him. He was just as thick as the first guy but longer, I could feel the head of his raw cock in places I didn’t know you could. He pumped his load straight into my gut. Said he loved my creamy hole

Jason retrieved his clothes with his back to the class to hide his raging hard on. Chris's cock stood like a soldier on parade for everyone to see as he casually gathered his clothes and pulled them on. He didn't bother with his underwear joining Jason commando. The class gave rave reviews on Jason and Chris's one act show. Chris beelined to Jason when class was dismissed and invited Jason to join him for dinner at a great restaurant. Jason thought 'why not? Barry is out of town, better than eating alone. Besides he's cute." Between class and dinner Jason called Barry for their usual check in. He was excited to share most details of the acting assignment. He withheld the hugging and erection part. He did mention both getting naked and the kiss. He shared his plan to join Chris for dinner. Barry's enthusiastic response was; "Great ... sounds great, enjoy. " And Jason checked; "You sure? I told you we kissed, it was pretty passionate?" "He can suck your cock for all I care " Barry laughed back, "I love you Jason, I trust you completely ... have fun tonight, have fun with Chris. Enjoy. " and he hung up. Conversation flowed quickly and simply over dinner. Chris and Jason had so much in common, the nudist part particularly attractive. After about 45 minutes Chris leaned over and kissed Jason on the lips. Jason pulled back and said, "I told you about Barry. What are you doing?" "I'm planning on doing you. You told me Barry said I could suck your cock he didn't care. " "Oh, he was just kidding ... I'm sure ..." "No he wasn't, he wants us to have a good time tonight. He gave you a hall pass buddy, and you better use it. " Chris motioned for the bill and they were soon on the street. When Chris pulled Jason in for a kiss it was generously returned this time. Chris suggested a room at the bathhouse around the corner as he had roommates and Jason and Brian's house was across town. Many eyes followed them as they made their way to their room and only Jason's pants were still on as they entered the room and slammed the door shut. Jason was naked and on his back with feet in the air in a snap. Chris required no more invitation to be between his raised legs. He considered eating out Jason's luscious ass but seeing a ready supply of lube knew he just needed his naked cock up that hot ass without delay. Lubed and lined up ready to plunge Jason protested; "wait ... wait ... condom ... you need a condom " "What?" from a surprised Chris. "Why? You told me you and Barry fuck unsheathed. What are you talking about?" "But that's just us, and we just started ... I can't ..." "Sure you can! He wants you to have a good time ... the best time. " It was Chris's seductive eyes more than his words that caused Jason to relent. "Okay, I guess ... but only slide in ... no fucking, no cumming! You understand?" "No I don't understand Jason. But if that's what you want ..." Chris slid his slender long naked dick into Jason easily. It took no effort to be balls deep and Jason swooned in heat. Chris had perfected twitching his rock hard cock to gently tap the prostate of his bottoms. He asked Jason; "Is this okay?" Jason just moaned like a paid whore. "I'm in now, can I just pump a few times?" asked Chris. Jason hesitated, then meekly nodded. The fucking started slow and steady and as Jason only uttered pleasurable moans Chris picked up the pace. As his in strokes began slapping an increasing rhythm on Jason's ass cheeks Jason's voice called out; "Don't cum in me, pull out, be sure to pull out." Chris responded frantically, "You sure? I think you want my cum. " Jason, "Yes I do ... fuck man ... no pull out!" Chris started unloading at 'Yes' he was too far along. Truth be told he probably never could have honored Jason's request. Jason's voice was the first to emerge from their post coital heavy breathing. "Damn, I love cum in my ass way too much ... thank you ...I guess?" Chris smiled, "Great, I can open the door and let the hordes in to fulfill your love. We're just getting started tonight. " Panicked Jason shot back; "NO, NO , no others. I shouldn't have even let you bareback me. The only unsheathed cock breeding me tonight is yours. Am I clear?" "Glad to keep breeding you." Chris responded as he got up and opened the door. Talking to the crowd that had gathered to enjoy the loud fucking sounds; "How many of you guys want to fuck this gorgeous man with a condom? ... I'm serious." Three hands shot up. Chris ushered them into the room and closed the door to the remaining crowd. He instructed the men to doff their towels and pointed to the condom dispenser. He told them not to worry about lube slyly letting them know Jason's ass was already prelubed with his cum. Chris sucked on one of the volunteers cocks as the other two proceeded to tag team Jason's ass. Condom clad for sure. Jason was taking no more chances and kept reaching to check and make sure. Jason looked over to see Chris's volunteer now eating Chris's hole. They smiled at each other and high fived. Chris's next move was to direct his ass eater to stand. Grabbing the thick erect cock he pulled it toward and stuffed it in his ass. Jason couldn't believe his eyes as he watched the raw cock disappear up the ass of the guy that had just bred him. The frantic fuckfest continued for some time and the first to reach climax was the volunteer unloading in Chris. Another soon unloaded in the condom in Jason's ass, and the third required assistance and ended up cumming in Chris's eager mouth. After the three men left Jason said with astonishment; "Fuck you are crazy man. Sex with Barry is fantastic ... since we've gone bareback stupendous! And this was the fuckin best sex of my life." Checking his phone Chris said; "Oh we aren't done yet friend. We have this room for six more hours. " They didn't leave the bathhouse a minute before their time was up. And, they didn't close the door to their room again. And, they didn't stay in the room for the six hours. Even though Chris dumped two more loads into Jason with audiences each time, Jason somehow managed to get and keep condoms on the other guys that fucked him. And, several more did. Chris's twink ass was very popular and dripping from at least a dozen deposits by the time they left.

Earlier on today I needed to go to Costco to buy a few things; I put on a plain white t-shirt, grey cotton shorts and a pair of flip flops. For my underwear I wore a pouch g string ([think before following links] https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/juIAAOSwa~BYVAp4/s-l1600.jpg). I got to Costco and began walking around just browsing for a while which is when I noticed a handsome guy in his mid 40's, 6'0", brown hair, light stubble and well built. He was wearing a t-shirt, jeans and some Timberland boots. After a while of looking at him I looked away because he turned to face me but was on his phone, I then started staring down at his cortch, he looked up and we made eye contact, he winked and smiled. I began to blush and looked away, continuing with my browsing. I then felt him walk behind me and reached over my head for an item on the shelf, brushing his crotch against my ass. I started getting hard right there, I then started grinding back onto him until he took the item and moved back. At that point I heard a womans voice, I looked over and she was speaking to the man (her husband) and she was with 2 elementary school aged kids (a boy and a girl). I heard him say that he needed to use the toilet and she said something in return then walked to a different aisle with their kids. He walked past me and I looked up at him, he looked back and winked. Once he was out of sight, I started walking to the bathroom too. By the time I walked into the bathroom, I heard a stall door shut. It was the one furthest away from the door, I looked around and saw nobody but I did notice a painters tarp by the sink which made me cautious that a contractor or cleaner may show up soon. I rushed into the stall next to him and sat down, I then heard him tap his foot and I tapped mine in return. For a second there was silence, which was then broken by him saying "I knew you'd join me. What position are you?", I replied with "Versatile bottom" to which he practicallly demanded "You're going to be a bottom for me today". I heard him undo his belt, pull down his jeans and get onto his knees, he then shuffled towards the wall and pushed his crotch under the gap. His dick was amazing... semi hard around 6 inches and uncut, he then pulled back his foreskin revealing a wet head. I stood up, took off my shorts and top and stood there standing in my g-string. I couldn't believe I was finally going to hook up in public. I got onto my knees and bent over which is when I grabbed his dick with my hand and pulled back the foreskin fully, I then began to lick his dick. I heard him moan and I took that as my cue to put it all in my mouth, I slowly sucked on it whilst occasionally taking it out of my mouth and spitting on it. After a little while I managed to start a good sucking rythm which made quite a lot of noise, he grabbed the underside of the stall with both of his hands and began pushing his crotch further into my mouth which made me start gagging. Eventually I told him I wanted to fuck but it wasn't comfortable fucking in that position, so he asked me what I had in mind. I got up, walked out of my stall (which was a bold move considering I was only in a g string) and I grabbed the tarp, opened it up and passed it to him, I told him to put it on the floor so he could lay down. Once he was done, he shuffled himself under the stall divider so I could see up to his stomach. I knelt down and began sucking him and jerking him off, trying to get him hard. He got to full hardness after a minute or so, he was now around 8x6 inches. I stood up and stared at his dick, it looked so hot covered in spit. I reached around to my ass and pulled the g-string to the side and squatted over his crotch. I grabbed his dick with my left hand and rested my right hand on his stomach for balance and then lowered myself onto his dick. I felt his warm dick work its way through my ass cheeks and finally stopped once it reached my hole. The feeling of a warm dick turned me on so much, I then used my hand to move his dick just rubbing the head against my hole. Finally I had enough and began let myself sink onto his dick, I felt the dick head work its way into my hole and then stood up, just getting my hole used to his dick. I then did that a few times but ran out of patience and let myself sink onto it a far as I could which was around half way, I then extended my legs flat as if I was sitting on the floor which allowed my full body weight to do the rest of the pushing. I gasped as I quickly sank down and his dick filled me up, he also let out a moan. I then lifted myself to the tip of his dick and slammed back down and began clenching and releasing my kegel muscles at random times. I managed to work up my speed and by that point the bathroom was filled with the noise of my ass slapping against him as I got fucked. He then began pushing his crotch up and fucking me instead, I had to squat again because he was slamming into me really hard and I was going to fall over. I just zoned out and listened to the noise of his balls loudly slapping against my ass cheeks for a few minutes until we heard a door open which cause us to both freeze, I heard a boy say "Daddy, are you in here?" to which he replied "Yes?", he then said "Mommy asked what drink you wanted. Cola? Pepsi? Mountain Dew?..." and he began to name a whole list of drinks. For a single second I completely forgot he was there and I slammed myself down onto his dick while my keegal muscles were clenched which made him nearly say "Oh shit" but he managed to change it to say "Oh sh... those sound like great drinks" which made me want to laugh. I started slowly fucking myself on his dick which made him start breathing really heavily, he then said "I'll be finished soon, just tell mom I want some Cola." to which his son said "Ok" and left. "Finally" he exclaimed and he picked up the pace of fucking me, clearly wanting to cum. I pulled out my dick from the g-string and my dick began slapping against his stomach which made me start moaning, loudly. At that point I worked my way up into a sweat, I could tell he wanted to cum because he would keep stopping... but I had errands to run and I didn't want to keep his wife waiting so I told him to let me take over. I then started to strain as if I was trying to push the dick out of my hole when I would go down on it and tighten my ass up when I would go up on it, he was making groaning noises which is when I reached under his top searching for his nipples until I found them, at that point I would flick his nipples the moment my ass would reach the hilt of his dick... after doing this 3 times I heard him say "I'm cumming" and I just sat there feeing his dick throb inside of me... it must have squirted about 6 times. I began to sit up and tightly squeezed his dick from the base upwards to get all the cum out. I stood up, got onto my knees and sucked the tip of his dick to get the last bit of cum and then I licked the tip of his dick which made him jolt. I sat down on the floor, covered in sweat and tried to catch my breath as I heard him leave. Once I got home I sat down in my bed and drifted off to sleep, I woke up an hour ago, took a shower and now I'm in the lounge with my family waiting for dinner to arrive as I hold the cum inside of me.

Eric was good looking, and he knew it. He had an average build, but it was all about the face. And Eric had the face of a model: Smooth thick black hair cut short, blazing blue eyes and thick lips. He was shorter than most guys and pretty lean, always running and watching what he ate. He also had a perfectly pert, tight boy ass. Eric liked to party. Hard. His drug of choice was cocaine. He didn't have a job that could support that habit though, so he tended to leech off of his friends at the clubs. At 19,he was too young to drink but he was expert at teasing drugs and money out of older men. But like he told me, he liked to go out, not put out. He didn't care for older men sexually, but he had to tease them to get his fix. Bill was his main target. At 57, Bill could have been Eric's dad, and he had a thing for young guys. He liked that Erica dressed and acted kind of trashy, since he didn't come from any money. Eric also had a couple of tattoos including a playboy bunny that you could see the tip of snaking out of his underwear when he danced shirtless, which he did every night. That drove Bill wild. Bill had been the one to introduce me to the scene years ago, when I was about Eric's age. The first time I met him he was celebrating his 50th birthday at a gay club, and had invited me over for shots. I was young thin and blond, and those things drove him wild. After an hour of drinking and dancing he cornered me into a stall and offered me some T, which I'd never tried. After doing the bump he kissed me and started rubbing his muscular body against mine while I smiled, drunk and high. I giggled a bit, and he softly kissed and bit at my neck. "It's my birthday," he reminded me, his hands exploring just beneath my shirt. "Did you get me a present?" I laughed, feeling nervous. He smiled at me. "Feeling good?" I was so I nodded. He was making me feel a little uncomfortable. I didn't like making out with an older man in a dingy stall at a nightclub. I wanted to make out but I didn't want my friends to know I was with an older guy. And they might hear. Us, especially my moans. The next thing I remember is making my way to the club's dark backroom. Once in the dark, I could hear moaning and the unmistakable crude slapping sounds of male flesh. Bill pulled me against himself, kissing me and forcefully pressing my shoulders until my face pressed against the bulge of his jeans. "It's my birthday," he reminded me as his hands fumbled with the zipper. " Make daddy feel good for his birthday. " My mouth was suddenly full of cock, and I struggled to move my head away but his hands firmly held my head pressed against him. I gave in and started slurping and sucking with my mouth and tongue. I was dizzy at this point and even though.I was gagging his cock felt right, like I'd opened a door with a missing key. Bill came quickly that night, forcing a huge load down my throat. After I'd swallowed he wiped his slimy, veiny cock against my face and left a slick cum and spit mix in my now disheveled hair. "Good boy." Embarrassed, after we left the backroom I washed up in the dingy toilet. I looked like a mess from gagging and tearing up when he was shoving his dick down my throat. When I came back out, the friend I came with, another young guy named Mikey, rushed over. " Bill invited us to his after party," he told me. I looked back over to the bar where Bill's friends were taking care of the tab. Bill had come to the bar with a married couple and another friend. I didn't even remember their names from earlier but they were all older,late forties and early fifties. The couple , Steve and Jerome, insisted on driving us while Bill and his other friend, Tom, drove in another car. Steve was dressed kind of like a cowboy, and was overweight with grey hair and a full beard and mustache. I rode in the back with Jerome, who was black and had a more muscular build, bald with a silver goatee. Mikey sat in the front picking music while I sipped on one of the two gatorades they'd given us and Jerome gently stroked my back. He smiled at me. " You having a good night? " The truth was I was still buzzed and getting hornier. Usually when I sucked someone off they helped me cum after, but Bill hadn't shown any interest. Jerome's hands slipped from my shoulders down to my lap, and he gripped my hard on through my jeans. " Feels like you're ready to parter!" he said laughing. " How much you have to drink tonight boy?" " Just a couple of shots," I said. But I was really feeling it now, in fact I was feeling tired. I closed my eyes and everything went black. I don't remember everything that happened next. I woke up on a mattress in a dark basement with red lighting, to moans that sounded like they were coming from nearby. Immediately I felt different and put my hand to my neck where a collar had been fastened and I was chained to the wall, still dazed and high. The moans were getting louder, and as my eyes adjusted I finally saw why. Steve, Jerome and Bill were watching as Mikey was spread out on another mattress, his arms tied to his legs, blindfolded and getting his dick sucked by Tom. Tom was the oldest looking there, with salt and pepper silver hair and a face worn with wrinkles and sunken skin. He was gripping a thick six inch cock, and his mouth was engulfing Mikey's boyish cock. He started licking his way down, moving his tongue closer and closer to Miley's hole. Bill was smiling down at him. " How do you feel boy?" " Good, I feel g-g-good " Mikey said,stuttering as Tom's tongue circled closer and closer to its target. The other men laughed and Jerome nodded towards me. " The other bitch is up." Bill walked over and leaned down, rubbing his clothed cock. " Hey princess," he said, unzipping. " You ready to finish the job you started earlier? " Mikey moaned louder and squealed as Tom plunged his tongue inside his young furry ass. Bill pressed his growing cock against me as Jerome and Steve started taking off their clothes. The night was just getting started....

Was in a hotel for a few nights this past week for work and felt the urge to continue on my journey to become a true no loads refused cum pig. I created a new Grindr account with no picture, just that I was a cum pig looking for cum and go guys to load me up. I’ve done plenty of semi anonymous hookups in hotels, but this was a first for me to see no faces or pictures (other than their cocks). I waited ass up in my hotel room with the door ajar and was able to get 3 loads from 3 guys who all I saw was their cock. It felt so right to be used as nothing more than a cumdump for any man who needed an ass to blow his load in Then I got home on Friday and a FWB said he had a buddy who he wanted to bring to breed me. He wanted me hooded, on all fours waiting for him. I stayed hooded the entire time as I got both their loads deposited deep in my guts. After they were done he put a butt plug in me and instructed me to jack off once they were done to some dirty hypno cum pig porn. I painted my entire chest with how big my load was. Gonna continue to document different encounters in this thread!

[Author's note: I wrote this true account of my first bareback fuck many years ago. At this point, it's been 20 years rather than the 8-9 mentioned in the account. Brian and I continued to play regularly for years after this took place, getting piggier and piggier with each play session. While we are still connected, work, busy schedules, the hunt for new meat has left long gaps in getting together. I always look back at this encounter with the biggest smile on my face. I felt a strong attraction for Brian, and he for me, but it never materialized into more than simply acknowledging it with each other. I first posted this to a previous site that @rawTOP was operating and had lost it, to my great regret, but someone this morning, contacted me saying they had read it and provided the link to it, which is here, but you can read the account below.] I am sometimes asked how long I've been barebacking and how I first got into it. As a guy who loves sharing stories and hearing other people's stories about their sexual activities and kinks, I am generally very happy to answer the question. I've been barebacking for about 8 - 9 years now, since about 2000. My buddy Brian broke my bareback cherry. He wasn't a buddy at the time, just fresh meat, but he has since become a buddy. I was playing online, I think it might have been m4m4sex at the time, and had been just lusting after Brian's profile pic which was a shot of his cock. Brian's cock is about 8" x 6". I actually think that he is thicker than 6". His dick is full round, meaty and veiny. He's got a big set of balls and all of this is attached to a hairy trim, not gym-bound, but trim body. I'm a sucker for big dicks and a sucker for hairy guys. What made it even more appealing was that Brian is actually a very down to earth, smart, nice guy. After just ogling his profile pic for months, I worked up the nerve to contact him. I sent him an email through the online system and we started a brief chat. Very early into the chat, Brian let me know that he only barebacked. I told him that I did not and this ended the conversation, politely but it ended. It didn't end my desire for Brian's dick though. Whenever I'd log on to m4m, I would look at his profile pic and frustrate the hell out of myself. About 3 weeks later, he and I were online at the same time, and I contacted him once again, thinking that he might have forgotten our previous conversation and I might get a different answer. I was so hopeful he would say he'd fuck me safe. But he didn't, after a few email exchanges, he told me once again that he only fucks bare, and he politely turned me down. I was frustrated even more because in addition to not being able to get his dick, I had been online for hours trying to round something up and not having any luck at all. So, I was massively horny with no possibility of getting fucked in sight. I was bruised a bit by his turning me down again, but there was no way I could possibly blame him because he was so good about it. He told me where he stood and let me make the decision. I couldn't justify getting mad at him. Well I let some time pass as I struggled with the question of did I want Brian's dick enough to let him fuck me bareback. I can only describe this as agonizing. I was literally punishing myself, it seemed. Some time later, I was back online, as was Brian. I wanted to give it just one more try, which I did, and this time Brian's answer was much sterner. He said, "You've contacted me a few times and I've let you know that I only fuck bareback. When you're ready to get fucked bareback, let me know." He signed off shortly after this message. He was right. He had squarely put the question where it belonged: with me. I had been attempting to make my issue his and he was not going to let me do that. The next week, I was home for the day and feeling horny as shit. I had been online for a while and had been doing poppers as well, which I love doing, but the combination had me super horny. When I'm super horny, it's like every nerve ending in my body is screaming for cock, it's all I can think about and it consumes all my time. After having been online for much of the day and had been edging and feeling horny beyond belief, Brian came online and I was obsessed with getting some dick. I kept asking myself do I hit him up again and if I do, it can't be to try to get him to fuck me wrapped, not after his last response to me. Do I deal with my horniness by letting him fuck me bare. I sent him an email and said "I'm ready to get fucked bare." That's all the email said. Brian sent a quick response, which said nothing more than "What's your address? I can be there in about 20 minutes." I sent him my address, while my hands were trembling on the keyboard. I shut the computer down and got up from my chair. I started to tremble all over and could sense that most of the color was draining from my face. My hands also started to get cold and clammy. I could tell I was incredibly nervous, more so than possibly any other time in my life. BUT I also knew that I wanted to see this through. I paced my apartment waiting for Brian to show up. There was a knock at the door. I opened the door and found a good looking dark-haired and dark-featured man. I let him in and I could immediately tell he knew I was nervous. So, he spoke up, realizing perhaps that I was too "stuck" to say much of anything. He said, so where do you want to play? I didn't answer but just led him to the bedroom. Once there, he pretty much took control, I think realizing that he needed to take control if anything was going to happen, but I also realized that he didn't mind stepping up to take control. He unbuckled my jeans, slid me out of my clothes until I was standing naked in front of him, still feeling cold. He started working out of his dress clothes and before long, stepped out of his boxers to reveal his beautiful cock, the thing that led to this entire episode. It was already rock hard, standing at full thick attention, commanding all the attention in the room. Brian gave me a bottle of poppers to hold and told me to get on the bed on all 4's with my shoulders down on the bed, which I did, without realizing that I even did it. I was out of it still, just going through the motions. Brian told me to take a hit of poppers, which were good poppers, fresh. And a wave went over me, easing me up a bit. He got behind me and started eating me out, which he did with a lot of gusto. He had a talented tongue. Periodically, he would tell me to take a hit which I would. He would tell me, after my taking the hit, to push my hole out and then he'd dive back in to eat it some more. In all, he probably ate me out for 20 minutes. At this point, he got on his knees behind me, with his dick in his hand and told me to take a deep hit of poppers, so I did. He put his cockhead against my ring and started pushing in gently, all the while telling me to push out. He kept pushing and popped his head in and just kept it there for a short bit. I was scared that he was in but excited as well because I was starting to feel less nervous and recognizing how much I wanted this to be happening. Again, he told me to take a hit and started pushing his dick in. Brian's so thick, he's not easy to take, but I was wet with all his spit and also incredibly loosened up and horny from the poppers. At this point, I knew without his telling me to push my hole out so that his dick could slide in more easily. Finally, he was all the way in, buried to his thick bush. He kept his dick buried in me without moving for about a minute. He told me to take another deep huff and he started to pull out to just to the point of still having his dickhead inside me. He gave me a long stroke all the way down and back up and with the next stroke down he started fucking me mad. It was his ass to fuck, he deserved it. I gave myself over to his mad fucking. He didn't say much more during this time, he could hear me doing poppers on my own without his having to tell me, so he was just going to enjoy my pussy. After about 10 minutes of fucking me like this, Brian squirted a load of juice up my ass in about 6 awesome squirts. I remember thinking he didn't even say he was going to cum or even grunt heavily. I realized it's because he didn't want to run the risk of telling me and giving me the chance to somehow pull off of him. He wanted to be sure he could plant his seed deep in my ass. He finally pulled out, started getting dressed, without saying anything to me. I was exhausted. Finally he said, I can see myself out. That was my first bareback fuck and I haven't used a rubber since.

A great hookup last night with a fat cigar bear I play with occasionally. He's a top with a thick 7" cock and he's mean as fuck, and he loves to be watched so he usually has another guy or two present as well😃 Soon as I get there I see Mike, the fat bearded bear, and some other bear, also bearded and fat, who's maybe 25. Mike wastes no time and has me get naked and positioned on the fuck bench in the living room. He straps my arms and starts rubbing my ass, making sure he's blowing lots of cigar smoke on my face. He then puts a ball gag in my mouth and tells his buddy to hand him the lube. As Mike is greasing his cock and my hole, he's telling the other guy what a fucking whore for cock I am, and despite me being a poz whore bottom I got a tight ass. It made my cock hard hearing him say this about me to the other guy, like I wasn't even there. Mike lines up his cock and slides it inside me in one motion. I let out a grunt and he laughs, and starts slow fucking me. I can see the young bear off to the side, watching us. Mike is fucking me steady and talking to his friend like a teacher giving a lesson. "Good thing about poz pigs is you can raw dog em all you want. They accept they're made to take loads, and crave your nut inside of em". So my cock is leaking like fucking crazy, and Mike is pounding me harder and finally cums and lets out a series of grunts. He keeps on fucking me slowly as his cock softens, and rubs my ass as he calls me a good pig. He plops outta my hole, and I see him walk over and present his cock to his buddy for cleaning. After a minute or so, he asks the young bear if he's ready, and I hear a yes Sir. He quickly undresses and stands beside me, and I'm expecting Mike to tell him to fuck me. Instead, Mike unties my hands and helps me up, but leaves my ball gag in place. I'm standing there with a raging hardon, and Mike puts his buddy on the bench and ties him in place. He then guides me to the guy's ass, and tells me to fuck him until he's a whore like me. I almost shot my load on the spot. I line up my dripping cock on his unlubed hole, and push in roughly until I'm balls deep. I hear him cry out, but I'm not distracted and begin fucking his ass raw with the only thought being to cum hard and deep in his ass. Mike goes and stands in front of us, and is encouraging his buddy to take my dirty cock like a good pig, telling him that soon he'll be a good whore like his Sir wants. Mike asks him if he's ready for my dirty load, and he starts moaning and clamped down hard on my cock, letting me know he's cumming. This sends me over the edge, and I scream grunt thru the ball gag and begin to unload in his guts. I swear I almost passed out. Mike is rubbing his friend's hair as we catch our breath, and then motions to me to leave. I remove my gag and get dressed in the other room. Mike comes in and gives me a big kiss and shows me out. I don't ask any questions, but I'm looking forward to hearing the whole story behind this fuck session.

Part Eighteen I woke up tied to my bed and for some reason I didn't much care. I felt someone gently slapping my face, I looked up and saw the hottest guy I had ever seen. It took me a second to recognize him as Sammy. He smiled at me, “You with us?” I nodded, grinning, even as part of me was screaming that something was wrong. I turned my head and felt the entire room tilt like I was in a Batman fight scene. I realized I was drugged and damned if I could find any fucks to give about it. I saw John and Eli standing behind Sammy and damn...they were a good looking family. “Shit,” I muttered, realizing how loopy I was. “Awwww what's wrong Ace?” Sammy taunted, “Not feeling your best?” “Why...” I asked, trying to test the bonds, knowing full well there was no way I could break them. “Why? Why are you tied up? Why are your drugged? All of the above?” I nodded groggily. “Because you gave me something special, you gave us all something,” he said looking back at his brothers, “You made us realize how much we could all love each other, and we wanted to show our appreciation to you. You know, return the gift.” I struggled at the bonds again and nothing was going to give. “Eli, you wanna show him how much you appreciate finding your inner slut?” I saw the soccer jock move onto the bed and take hold of my cock with one hand. He jerked me a couple of times and then started to suck me off slowly. His tongue dancing over my thick cock leisurely, teasingly, it was hard to believe that this kid had been a born again virgin only a week ago. He worked my cock over like a kid with a all day sucker, eliciting moans from me even though I knew this was not going to end with me and a happy ending. I wanted to focus past the pleasure, try to reason with Sammy somehow but the drugs made Eli's tongue my new best friend and all I could do was buck my hips up into the wanting mouth. He worked my shaft up and down, cradling my balls with his other hand. I was acting like I had never been touched before the way I was going on and on. Sammy grabbed a hunk of my hair and made me look up at him, “You like that? You like Eli's mouth?” I nodded with a loopy grin, unable to form a thought outside of my cock. He gave me an evil look, “Then you'll love John's tongue.” I felt my legs get pulled apart as John lowered him self down and shoved his obscenely large tongue up my ass. I tried to clench my hole closed but with Eli working my dick over like a pro I had no will left to try. I'd been rimmed before by fags I had dominated, making them eat me out was a good punishment to debase guys into knowing they were here to pleasure me, but this was different. John wasn't trying to bring me pleasure, he had no intention of getting me off. His tongue was forcing it's way up my ass to rape me, to ravage my virgin hole for all time. His hands spread my cheeks wide as he penetrated me over and over again. I screamed as he crushed the walls of my ass with that fucking tongue. My head thrashed side to side as I realized how John had fucked so many girls with that monster cock of his, he ate them out first. To say his tongue work was impressive would be an understatement, it was long, thick and he was fucking rolling it around in my ass like he owned it. I felt my hips rise up from the bed as I unconsciously tried to shove myself down harder on it. I tried to resist, tried to stop myself but I saw my legs pointed up to the ceiling with my toes curling from every touch his tongue made and knew I was losing this fight. It felt like a small dick was up in me as John pushed further and further into me, worse my ass was relaxing as I felt myself adjust to having something fucking me. I tried to clench my ass again, a vain attempt to shove the intruder out but it did nothing but drain what little strength I had. This went on for what seemed like forever, Eli sucking my cock right up to the point of no return and John tongue fucking me, making me whimper like a fucking cheerleader on prom night. Finally Sammy said, “Enough,” and his brothers relented. Ei's mouth came off my leaking cock and John removed his tongue out of my quivering ass. I laid there panting, I could feel myself sweating like a pig as Sammy looked down at me. “Ask me to fuck you.” I shook my head, “Don't do this.” He just kept smiling, “Have it your way.” He walked away and I heard them talking amongst themselves. Finally Sammy came back, he had a wet rag in his hand. “Ask me to fuck you.” “Never.” He pressed the rag down over my face and I tried to hold my breath but it was no use. I took a deep breath and felt the poppers pull me under fast... I woke up to moans, loud, needy moans coming from someone who was feeling NO pain. From the way they stuttered it sounded like someone was getting their prostate slammed and each time their joy button was hit their mind skipped a beat and they had to start moaning all over again. I had heard it a million times, I actually got off on it. You dig two fingers up into a cunt and then just watch them twitch and writhe on the bed, begging you to stop and to keep going in the same breath. If you kept it up enough they would break out into a sweat, making your fingers slide into them that much faster, making you stab them all the more, making them cry out even louder. Just like this guy was doing. He was loud too, deep voice, throaty moans, this guy was not used to this. The nelly bitches always sounded like a fucking girl getting off but the sound a real man makes as he is being ass fucked, that is a sound like no other. Even delirious on sex, a straight man will try to deny how much he is enjoying it. There is nothing sexier than seeing a fucking butch guy bite his lip to stop from screaming for more as you finger fuck him. The way his whole body tenses up, the eyes clenched shut, because to open them and make eye contact would mean this was really happening, he was really getting prepped to get fucked. This guy was fighting it though, you could hear it. The grunts and sounds were all strangled, he was stopping himself from really letting go and just screaming for someone to fuck him. He had to know what was coming, the way his entire body reacted to two small fingertips, imagine a whole cock, a whole cock up in you, just crushing it's way through your guts, forcing it's mass into you. The guy would be terrified because he knows getting fucked will hurt, but he is also scared because he knows that he thought that about the fingers at first too. The voice hiccups a bit and the tone goes higher, oh yeah, someone just got tagged for the first time. Prostates are tricky bitches, everyone knows the general area of them so any idiot can rub around and eventually get lucky. But if you know what you;re doing, you can actually tag the right spot, not around it, not beside it, but you can really hit it, and when you do it's like a fucking reset button in the guy's head. All the doubts, the panic, the worry, it all just goes white and for the briefest of moments, you know what nirvana is like. “FUCK!” I scream as the finger slides out of my ass. I opened my eyes and see Sammy looking down at me, “Morning,” he says with an evil smile as he jabs two fingers back into me, dragging them over my prostate, making my hips buck upwards and my cock weep precum. My bottom lip is numb as I threaten to bite through it to keep myself from whimpering. His fingertips hit my spot again and I feel my mind blur and hear my own voice call out, “RIGHT THERE!” before I can stop it. Sammy's chuckle sinks into my brain as I realize how far gone I am. My ass is loosened up, I've been out cold for a good while with his hand up in me. My ass should be burning from his intrusion but instead all I feel are tiny sparks of electricity shooting through me every time he enters me. He hits the spot another three times for good measure, each time I buck upwards, my hard cock throwing precum everywhere as I cry out in carnal ecstasy. “Tell me to fuck you,” Sammy says, fingerfucking me like a pro. I shake my head, not trusting myself to speak. He shrugs and I feel his fingers leave my ass, I hate the fact that part of me wants to push back to keep them in me. I take a deep breath, wondering what his new torture is when I feel the head of my vibrator push against my hole. The same vibrator I have used for years to break down the toughest guys I knew The same fucking vibrator that has made grown jocks cry is pushed into me and I try to tense up, a desperate attempt to push it out. But ,y ass is too loose, I don't have the strength to do anything but hiss as it forces it's way in. Maybe he doesn't know where to put it? Maybe the kid wont know how to use it effectively? There's a chance that he... He flicks it on and the head begins to vibrate right over my spot, and my eyes fly open as I let out a silent scream, my mouth agape as I feel this piece f plastic make me it's bitch in no time flat. I feel the velcro straps cinch around my thighs as he fastens it off in place, the fucking head of the thing beating it's head against my fucking ass button a million times minute. “N-no...please...Sammy...pleas......oh fuck....” I try to beg. “What?” he said putting a hand up to his ear, “Harder?” He turned the remote dial and I feel the head vibrate faster and my screams are thunderous “FUCK! OH FUCK....FUCK....IT'S....PLEASE....PLEASE...OHHHH FUCKKKK....” I am bucking up and down off the bed, effectively fucking myself on this thing unconsciously. “There you go,” he says softly, “That's what you need right? You like that?” I shake my head but my fucking moans say otherwise. My cock...motherfucker my cock. If someone as much breathed on it right now I would cum, gallons of fucking spooge everywhere, just from having something up my ass. I try to focus but it's impossible, the feelings inside my ass are too much. I am fighting with every shred of my sanity, but god damn....god damn what a fucking feeling. “Feel that up in you,” he whispers into my ear, “Feel how it fills you, make you whole...that's just plastic. That's just a fucking toy.” He pulls away and I feel something warm smack my face. “Imagine this now.” I look over and see his cock, that fucking perfect Parker cock. It's massive, jutting out of the small strip of pale skin that is surrounded by Sammy's smooth, tanned body. His dirty blond pubes are trimmed and his balls are smooth, looking like a diagram of what an ideal cock should look like. Where John's is bigger, it is obviously bigger. It's too long, off balance, but not Sammy. Sammy's cock is just perfect, over nine inches of prime, Texas meat, attached to the all American, baseball jock that everyone thinks is a fucking angel. A cock that was made to own people, attached to a high school senior who wanted nothing more than to have it worshiped. “Dude, I can see your pupils dilate just looking at it,” he said slapping my face again, “You love this cock don't you?” I was drugged, I was being fucked by a vibrator and mentally beat. Normally I would have said something snide or try to take the power back but I was exhausted, so all I did was stare at it and nod. “Open your mouth,” he said, moving the head closer. I didn't suck cock, not as a rule. I mean I would suck it to turn a guy on, or to make them more pliable, but that was on my terms, that was me taking their cock in my hand and then sucking on it. People didn't shove their cocks in my mouth, ever. But as he pushed it towards my closed lips, I felt something in me shiver as I opened my mouth and let him rest his cock on my tongue. “Feel that,” he said and then slapped my forehead, “I didn't say close your mouth! You don't get to suck this yet.” My mouth was watering as I laid there, mouth open, dying to roll my tongue around this boy's cock. “This could be fucking you right now. Feel that? Feel it's weight? Feel the warmth...” Our eyes were locked and all I could do was nod slightly. “You love this cock?” Another nod. “Prove it.” I let out a moan as I engulfed his cock with my mouth, The taste of his precum flooded my tastebuds as I rolled my tongue over his fat head the best I could. I did love this cock, if I had this cock I would rule the world, I would make anyone bow at my feet. With this cock I could do anything at all. I loved it, so much. I felt drool slip down my cheek as I struggled to get as much of it in my mouth as possible. It was so fucking big, my jaw ached just trying to get around it. The fact it was so god damned thick...just having it my mouth turned me on more that I thought possible. My ego was lost as I tripped over myself to show him how glorious I thought it was. But it was obvious he didn't want a blow job, at least not a conventional one. He kept pushing into y mouth and now I could feel the thick vein press down on my tongue as his head forced it's way deeper. I gagged at first and he grabbed a hunk of hair, “Relax, breathe through your nose...” I heard my own words thrown back at me and I felt a wave of rage as I realized I had been debasing myself on this kid's cock. A swell of defiance rose up in me and I felt myself focus for the first time all night. I wasn't a bitch, I wasn't a fucking bottom, I wasn't going... I began to choke as his cockhead pushed past my tongue and breached my throat. I thrashed but with my arms still tied I couldn't move. “You can relax and take it or pass out,” he said, his cock still pushing down my throat. “Either way, I am going to fuck your throat.” My vision blurred as I felt my air getting cut off. I started to panic but there was nothing I could do, his cock filled my throat and I heard him laugh, “There is it, you almost got it.” Everything was spinning as my air stopped and I felt a huge swell of terror and then nothing...as his cock plunged all the way into my throat. I laid there, not moving he began to really facefuck me with that monster. I was in shock, the lack of air had placed me in a stupor as I felt his massive balls slap my chin. “See. How. Much, Easier. It. Is. When. You. Submit!” he said, accenting each word with a thrust. He pressed his pubes to my nose and I felt his cock swell in my throat as he shot. “You are going to beg me to fuck you by the end of the night,” he declared while cumming, “You are going to crawl to me on all fours and fucking weep to ride my cock.” I wanted to shake my head but I just laid there, letting him dump his first load down my throat. I felt his cock slip out and I gagged and coughed as I drew breath again. He shook his cock and cum splattered over my face, he chuckled and I couldn't figure out why until he said, “That's a good cunt, lick up my mess...what a good boy.” My tongue stopped as I realized, I had been licking my face, trying to catch any drop of this boygod's nectar. We locked eyes again and he just gave me a wink. And then pressed the popper rag over my face again as I screamed. He was fucking winning.

PART 20 The next few days were really busy and, even though i thought about it, any visits to Tim or Ron were just impossible. By the weekend, i was practically going through withdrawals. Jerking off wasn’t the same. It didn’t give me that incredible orgasm that only a hard cock in my guts could. I tried Tim first, to find out he had family in town and playing was not an option. Ron was out of town and not back til Sunday. As i sat in my room and the minutes ticked by, i just got hornier. Once it got in my thoughts, i couldn’t get it out. That place. What street was it on again? It looked like a warehouse kind of, but i remembered my parents calling it something else when we would pass it. That gay sex club, they called it. Well, they weren’t exactly in the scene and really, that is what it was. It was probably only 30 min away. The bathhouse! That’s what it was, only they called it a members only men’s club. A few minutes of research told me i was ok and didn’t need to be 21, just 18. And while pretty expensive for an 18 year old, i could buy a one day membership to try it out, it said. Lockers were cheapest it said, but i decided to bring extra money with me to get a private room. I figured, if it feels weird, at least i can go back to my room, if i have one. A quick shower and clean up and i was off. My parents would have no idea and wouldn’t question if i stayed out late. The admission said for 12 hours, but i was sure i wouldn’t stay long. It would probably be too weird for me or no one would be there. Still, the whole drive down there, i had a hard on and major butterflies in my stomach. My hands were a little shaky, that feeling of fear and excitement was becoming more familiar. It didn’t seem crowded on the street in front of the building, but i was used to seeing it more bustling during the day when people are working in the buildings. I was kind of afraid of having stuff stolen, so all i brought was cash and my ID. It was a pretty big building and i wondered what it would be like inside. Like a gym? Maybe just a dark dingy room? But it did say it had rooms with beds? My nerves lost out to my fear and i pressed a buzzer and the door buzzed and i opened it up and stepped into the small lobby.

It was a tattoo. And I knew perfectly well what it meant. He was POZ. I had seen the tattoo many times in porn, but never in real life. And now I had my face up a muscular black man's ass, rimming him deep as his boyfriend commanded me to do. What could I do? I wanted to become a cumdump, and to follow through the plan i had put together with Michael, but the possibility of getting pozzed had never crossed my mind. I know it sounds stupid - being a cumdump, especially a no loads refused cumdump means a lot of risk. But I honestly had not considered it. Now I fas face down in this ass, just a few inches away from the mark of this risk. nd why does guys take a tattoo, broadcasting their status? Only reason i could think of was pride. This man was incredibly hot. Muscular as hell, black beautiful skin, huge amazing cock - I could imagine him being popular at parties. Both as top and bottom. And after many years as a popular guy in the gay sex scene, he would eventually catch the bug. And to show that he had reached the ultimate level of sex, he tattooed it above his hole. Guys seing this tattoo wouldnt think of the virus, they would think of the sleazy, horny, muacular, piggy, verbal, cum-hungry, deep-fucking man standing in front of them. The tattoo is an immediate sign of pigginess, which i of course attractive to other pigs. So I was weirdly turned on by the tattoo, just wondering how many cocks had been inside this hole I was rimming. How many loads had been shot deep inside it? And how many assholes had his huge cock penetrated? How many men had it unloaded in? How many times had it been inside a guy together with another cock, DP-ing? or with a fist? The obvious answer to these questions were high numbers, ant it made me fucking horny. I really enjoyed eating his ass. Michael had noticed that I had noticed the tattoo. "Oh, yeah. Did I not tell? Peter is POZ. You know what that means?" he asked me. "Yes, sir, I do. He is a sleazy pig." "Thats right. This sleazy pig introduced me to the game of breeding back in the days when I was in my early twenties. He made me love cock, love cum and love to pass on my own cum." He said, leaning in and kissing Peter. "And Michael was a good student. He learned quickly how to please a top, and how to use a bottom well and thorough." Peter added. THey were making out, sending horny grins my way. Peter continued: "Well, and now its your turn. Later tonight you will get both our loads, Michael and mine. Theyre both POZ, so dont worry, you will have lot of toxic cum inside you." "I promise, the verbal action Peter will have with you when he comes will make you want it so much. He is a true master of verbal breeding. He has met Damien Silver more than once, you know the porn star?" Michael asked me. "No, sir, i dont know him. Sorry." I had to admit.. "okay, youve really missed out on something. Ill show you sometime. Anyway, Peter and Damien both are amazing at both begging for cum, and making guys do it. Its fantastic to have them breed your hole" I was already forgetting about the whole poz thing. Their faces when they talked, their stunning bodies, their horny grins - it all just made me want to stay there, get bred and have their loads. And eventually learn to serve even more guys. We continued swapping between different positions, and Michael and Peter took turns using my hole. They fucked me with blindfold, with heavy EDM on headphones on my ears, bound to the bed, and used toys. They really worked their way through different possible scenarios that men could wish for when using a whore. After many hours Michael looked deep into my eyes: "Well, feeling like a slut, boy?" "Yes, sir. I wanna be your slut. I wanna be Peter's slut. I wanna be everyone's slut." "Thats great! That means you've reached next lever of sleazy sex." Peter responded. "Ready for our toxic loads?" _____

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.

There was no question I was a slut when I really lost my virginity. But until that night I always got fucked with a condom, no if, ands, or buts about it. I was dancing at a club with friends when I noticed this guy staring at me. He was tall, lean, and blonde. We couldn’t stop staring at each other, and before I knew it he had pulled me from the guy I had been dancing with and we were grinding on each other to the music. Needless to say we ended up back at my place. As soon as he closed the front door we ripped each other’s clothes off, grabbing and sucking as much skin as we could. Ending up on my bed I went crazy when he started fingering my hole. In anticipation I reached into my drawer to grab lube and a condom. “I just need the lube,” he said. That freaked me out. “I only get fucked with a condom,” I said pushing him off. “No glove, no love.” We were both rock hard, so I wasn’t surprised when he took the condom and put it on. He slowly pushed into me, filling me up with what I loved most in the world. Cock. We kissed as he thrust into me, going faster with each pump. Before I realized what was happening he pulled out, flipped me onto my stomach, and rammed back into me. The only thing I loved more than cock was being dominated, so at this point I was in heaven. He kept pulling all the way out and shoving his big dick back in, until suddenly the fuck was just better. I started moaning louder than I ever had before, feeling more sensation than I swore I usually did. Something in me changed then. I became more aggressive, thrusting back, needing to feel his dick rubbing against my hole. We must’ve cum together because we both started howling at the same time. For some reason the inside of my ass felt hot. It was such a turn on! “Thanks for the fuck. Gotta go,” he said pulling out. Before I knew it he was gathering clothes and bolting out my room. I tried following him to the door, wanting to ask if we could hook up again. How could I not after the best fuck of my life? But I got to the living room in time to see the front door slam shut. Sad I’d never get to feel that dick in me again I rubbed my sore ass trying to soothe it. That’s when I felt something wet against my crack. I dug in, trying to figure out what it was when it dawned on me. Taking a look at my finger my biggest fear was confirmed. The jerk had cum in my ass! To say I was pissed off would be an understatement. I noticed the used condom on the floor, and it was empty. I looked at my finger slick with cum when an odd thought came to me. I wanted to lick it. So I did, and I couldn’t believe how good it tasted. I dug my finger into my ass again, feeling just how squishy it really was. Pulling it out I knew I was being dumb, but for some reason I couldn’t help myself. I needed to taste my stealther’s cum leaking out of my ass! After a minute of dipping and licking, I realized exactly what I was doing. Horrified I ran to the shower and scrubbed myself all over, taking extra care to clean my ass. The next day I started taking PrEP to try to mitigate the risk of getting HIV. For a week I was a mess until I got tested, racked with guilt and terror. Terror that I had savored eating cum from a stranger out of my ass and terror that I had been infected with an STD. My tests came back clean, but I knew it would be months until I really knew if I was still NEG. I stayed celibate for a few weeks trying to be extra cautious. But with how much I loved sex I couldn’t resisted a good fucking for too long, so I was extra careful to make sure all my partners were clean and played safe. Unfortunately something was lacking. The first few times I just couldn’t cum. The friction I had always enjoyed while my ass was getting plowed just wasn’t enough anymore. By my fifth hook up I tried something I had been reluctant to do but was sure would work. I imagined myself getting bred, and sure enough I came buckets. After that encounter I was freaked again because I admitted something to myself I hadn’t wanted to. Being fucked raw was soooo much better than being fucked with a condom. It was no contest. But it was also dangerous. I went online looking up the dangers of fucking without condoms to remind myself why I had to forget about the best fuck of my life. That led to me finding the site that would change my worldview forever. Breeding Zone. At first I couldn’t believe what I was reading. People got off on chasing HIV? How could people actually want to be POZ? And stealthing. That was just fucked up. I knew from experience people did that and I was pissed people found it hot. I wasn’t amused when I noticed my own dick was hard reading stories about it. Before long I was obsessed. This whole time I kept hooking up, still vigilant about condoms. But every time I read posts or stories from Breeding Zone, the more frustrated I became. I did not want to use condoms anymore. They sucked. All they did was keep me from feeling the euphoria I had felt when I was stealthed. One day I just couldn’t take it anymore. So I did something I thought I’d never do. I made a profile on a site all about bareback hook-ups, BBRT. I was nervous making my profile. Taking a picture of my exposed ass was awkward, but also the most erotic thing I had ever done. My profile said: New to bareback. Trying to see if I really want it. It wasn’t long before I got responses. Some of the guys were really hot! Unfortunately they were also POZ. I still wasn’t ready to risk getting HIV, so I only responded to guys who were NEG. That first time was like an awakening. I went over to his place, still not sure about what I was doing. I brought condoms over, both out of habit but also hoping that maybe I could talk him into using one. When I got there I couldn’t believe how ripped he was. As soon as we were naked I was worshipping every inch of him, paying extra attention to his dripping dick. I started having doubts about the encounter when he put me against a counter so my ass was facing him. Then he rimmed me, dipping a finger in from time to time opening my hole up, making me forget the hesitation that had been building. But when he pressed his dick to my pulsing hole the need to tell him to stop, put on a condom, came over me. Then he pushed in, and I was officially a bareback bitch. He fucked me hard, making me moan louder than I had since the night I was introduced to the joys of getting bred. “Yea! Come on, harder!” I shouted. “Bred my ass!” “Yea bitch! I’m gonna fill your fucking cunt full of jizz! You want that? Don’t you faggot?” No one had ever spoken to me like that during sex, and to my surprise I loved it. “Hell yea! Cum in my ass!” I couldn’t believe I was begging for his load. Only months before I had been all about safe sex, and here I was screaming for him to breed me. I swore to myself I would never ask for a condom again. I was now a condom free zone, and I couldn’t have been happier. He filled me three times that night, and the next night I was getting loaded by another guy. I changed my profile to make what I wanted clear: My hole is meant to be loaded! Fill me with cum. NEG only. After a few weeks I realized something. I had become twice the slut I was before. While I had been fucked two, maybe three times a week before, I was now getting bred at least four or five nights a week. It wasn’t long before I’d hook up with several guys a night. One thing I was still careful about though was making sure the guys I hooked up with were NEG. Of course with how many hot POZ guys there were on BBRT, the temptation to break my rule was ever present. One night a guy messaged me who had the most beautiful body and dick I had ever seen. I knew I needed to have him fuck me, but before I could tell him to come over I noticed something. He was POZ. True, he was undetectable, but he was still POZ. I started messaging him back, telling him we wouldn’t be able to meet, when I remembered something I had read on Breeding Zone. Guys who were undetectable weren’t nearly as contagious as guys with high viral loads. The truth was guys who claimed to be NEG could be riskier cause if they didn’t realize they were infected their viral loads could be really high. That thought played through my mind as I debated over what my answer should be. Finally I decided. Fuck it. He was worth the risk. So that night I had my first POZ load. Once again I changed my profile: Breed me! There’s nothing I love more than sucking on a hot dick before its shoved up my ass to fill me with hot jizz! NEG preferred. Undetectable guys cool too. With the pool of guys open to me wider, I was soon getting fucked everyday. I started trying new things too. I was hooking up with one guy when he had to stop for a minute to take a piss. I said it without thinking. “Wanna piss in my mouth?” I blushed harder than I ever had before. I was about to say never mind when he grabbed my head, shoved his dick in my mouth and let loose. Gulping his piss down I thought it would never end, and it wasn’t long before I hoped it never did. Not long after discovering a love for piss I discovered another favorite pastime. Glory hole breeding. I had gone to a sex shop looking for some new toys when I realized there were video booths in the back. Curious I tried one out, turned on by the fact that I was watching porn and jacking off in what was essentially a public place. Soon I noticed a hole. Looking at it I wondered what it was for when a huge dick pushed through. I couldn’t believe it. I had found a glory hole! The need to go down on my knees and suck that dick was overwhelming. But I knew better than to hook up with someone whose face I hadn’t even seen. At least I thought I did until I found myself bobbing up and down on it, getting off on the fact that it was the most anonymous sex I had ever had. I whined when the guy pulled away, his dick going back to the other side. I started to get up to leave when I heard him. “Turn around. I want to fuck you.” At first I was alarmed. What kind of guy did he think I was? But my pants were already down and I was horny. For a moment I hesitated. I didn’t even know what this guy’s status was. With how much dick I was getting some were bound to be POZ with high viral loads just accounting for liars, but this was random sex on a whole different level. Bending down to pull up my pants I froze when he stuck his dick through again. That did it. Quickly I stepped out of my pants, turned around, grabbed his lubed up dick and pressed it to my now always lubed hole. Pushing onto him I felt like the biggest slut in the world. I loved it! Matching each thrust I focused on the feeling of his raw dick, basking in the euphoria it always gave me. When he came I came harder than I had ever done so before. It occurred to me my orgasms become stronger each time I did something more taboo. That realization was the nail in the coffin for my transition. Within a week I started to frequent bathhouses, getting as many loads as I could. I put out notices on BBRT and Craig’s List to make sure I’d get as much anonymous dick as possible. Between work and breeding sessions I barely slept. Status no longer became a concern of mine. All that mattered was that a guy had a dick and bred my hole. My BBRT profile now read: I take all cummers! No load refused! Bred me! Piss in me! Share me with your friends and strangers!!!!! Like I said status no longer mattered to me. Before long though POZ guys started to become an obession. One reason was because despite my year of high risk fucking I was still NEG. All the sluttiest guys I had come to know and hang out with were all POZ. I wondered how come I wasn’t too. Whenever I’d meet another NEG slut I’d be amazed I had found someone else like me. Then he’d convert. One night a hot, regular fuck buddy who was also POZ was ramming me deep when he became verbal. “You like that POZ dick, don’t ya you NEG bitch!” I had encountered POZ talk from time to time, but usually it did nothing for me. That night was different. “Fuck yea! POZ me up! Gimme dirty seed. I want to have your POZ babies!!!!” Once again I came harder than I ever had before. POZ talk became a huge turn on for me, and before I knew it I was getting fucked exclusively by POZ guys. The idea of converting was so hot it was all I started to think about. I started begging guys to POZ me, and without realizing it, I had become a chaser. One night I even went to the baths, paid for a room and put a notice on a board saying : NEG Cumdump. All loads welcome but POZ preferred. Help a chaser reach his dreams! My profile on BBRT changed again too, letting the world know exactly what I needed and wanted: Cumdump for POZ loads. NEG whore looking to convert. Bred me with toxic jizz, blindfold me, and let strangers use my hole! Just make sure they’re POZ and with HIGH VIRAL LOADS! I consider my POZ birthday to be the day I was video tapped in a gangbang with all POZ tops. I was in a sling with a mirror above me. I had requested it so I could see every second of my pozzing before I got to watch it on tape. I also wanted to stare at the message I had written on my chest in permanent marker that I planned to have tattooed: POZ PUBLIC CUMDUMP. At least twenty POZ tops were there, each brushing my hole with a toothbrush before they fucked me hard, leaving me their dirty deposit. Throughout the gangbang I thought about my decent and how far I had come. Once I was a normal guy, horny guy, who always practiced safe sex. Now I letting a group of POZ men, most of whom I had never met before being placed in the sling, abuse and rape my hole. As load after load of POZ jizz filled and overflowed out of me, I could only thing of one thing. I was home.

What do you guys think about Knightbreeders? Discovered Damien Silver and his amazing videos recently. Makes me fucking craving! And he is equally verbal and sleazy as top and bottom. Two of my favourites so far: [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/knightbreeders-4771251 [think before following links] https://www.myvidster.com/video/181403640/KnightBreeders_-_Damien_Silver_breeding_nasty_top_daddies_full_movie

Jason had no intention of telling Barrie about his time with Chris 'til they were face to face. He was convinced he had let things go way further than Barry had meant for the hall pass to allow. Barry was very curious to hear details but relented to wait 'til he was home in three days. Jason had worried so much about telling Barry that before he said anything he was in tears. Barry held him tight soothing and comforting him, assuring Jason everything was okay no matter what had happened. So Jason started sharing details; "I had sex with Chris. " Barry, "I fully expected you would, no problem." Chris bashfully, "We did it at the bathhouse." Barry nonpulsed, "Sounds great. " Chris sheepishly, "I let him fuck me. " Again a nonpulsed Barry, "Yeah, I fully expected that. How many other men fucked you?" Almost under his breath, "I'm not entirely sure Barry, maybe 8 or 9." An enthusiastic Barry; "Wow that's great. I bet you loved it!" "You aren't upset?" "Look Jason, I anticipated your worry about stepping out even when I gave you a pass. So I leveled the playing field a bit by giving a couple of the good looking vendors blow jobs. See I also broke with our monogamy. Nothing to worry about. I've told you all along you didn't need to give up your old promiscuous life style. " Jason collapsed in heaving sobbs. Barry said,"I'm sorry. I thought you were okay with this. With me breaking out. I am so, so sorry hun. I'll never do it again, I promise." Jason cried "No it's not you, it's me. I betrayed you. Chris didn't just fuck me once. He fucked me a number of times. ... He bred me every time. I let him bareback me Barry. I'm sorry, I'm so fuckin sorry!" Barry was confused and asked, "Did they all bareback you? Did you take all their cum?" "No, no" Jason cried, "just Chris's." Barry queried , "And you trust him? He told you he was negative and you trust that? Right?" "Fuck ... no, ...I never even asked him. I was to caught up in the moment. I still haven't asked him. But he let lots of guys breed his twink ass, lots and lots of guys. " Concerned "Oh ... okay. Don't panic. ... We'll just invite him over and ask him. I'll be able to tell if he's lying.", Brian suggested. "Really? You would do that? You want to meet the guy I let breed me?" "Sure, he sounds pretty wild. He also sounds like a nice guy. I'm sure there is nothing to worry about. Call him right now. See if he can come tonight. Let's get this cleared up. ... Who knows, maybe I'll let him breed me if he's half as hot as you say he is. ... I'm kidding Jason, don't worry. " Chris was in their livingroom within an hour and a half. The air was a bit tense so he got right to the point and asked what was going on. Jason began to cry again but got the question out. Chris laughed and said he had wondered when Jason would get around to asking. Chris assured them he was negative, in fact, had just got new test results back last week. Barry was quite satisfied he could trust Chris and invited the guys to get out of their clothes and into the hot tub. Each received a frozen plastic beer mug full to the brim and stories of their sexual adventures were shared. Barry took particular delight in hearing Chris proudly recount breeding Jason a couple times in front of a crowd. Of course it was Chris that made the first move sexually. Shifting over beside Barry he firmly took hold of Barry's fully engorged erection. He then climbed up over Barry and even quicker sat right down on Barry's naked rod. Jason's cock was soon hardening in Barry's mouth as Chris and Jason kissed. Before the night was over they were all in the four poster bed. Chris had loads from Barry and Jason. Jason had two loads from Barry and three loads planted by Chris. Just like Jason, Chris would spend every night of the next few weeks rocking and then sleeping in the king size bed with his two new bareback fuck buddies. Jason got most of the plentiful load count. But, Chris got a few, and on a rare occasion Barry got to swallow down a few hot sweet loads. In the third week Chris just moved in with Barry and Jason.

Today I took my first load in months. I’ve been chatting with a couple daddies but we’ve been cautious due to COVID. We decided to get tested (negative) and meet. I went to their place and we all stripped and got on their bed. I had brought my favorite lube and poppers as I’m a former Boy Scout. One daddy was considerably older with a 7in cock that wouldn’t get all the way hard, but the other daddy had a thick 8in cock that stayed hard. I nursed on the older daddy’s cock while his husband eat my boy hole until it was wet and ready for his cock. He lubed up his cock and I took a deep hit of poppers, and he plunged deep into my hungry boy pussy. He had me moaning Daddy around his husband’s cock. He fucked me doggy style while I sucked his husband’s cock and played with his nipples. Eventually, he turned me over on to my back and thrust deep into my cum hungry hole. I begged for his cum inside me. My cum lust had taken over as I milked his cock with my boy cunt. He told me it had been over a week since he had cum, and asked if I was ready to get flooded with his seed. I took another hit of poppers and said “Yes Daddy! Breed me! Fill me with your cum!” He proceeded to make a guttural noise and as he thrust into me, he began to shoot multiple loads of cum into my hungry boy hole. His assault on my prostate became too much and I came all over my hairy chest. Daddy, pulled out of me and went to clean up. His husband had been jacking off the entire time and while he couldn’t get all the way hard he was ready to cum. He asked me to play with his nipples, which pushed him over the edge and he began to cum. I tried to catch some in my mouth, but was only rewarded with a few drops. I felt their place with a happy and cumfilled hole. But now I want more.

Part 4 My balls were aching for release. I thought going to the bathroom and jerked off in a stall. Mr. Magoo was adamant: “I shall not cum unless he told me to” otherwise it would ruin his plan. He wanted me horny and responsive to any sexual triggers that I might face. He threatened me to find the smallest cock cage he could and crammed my cock in it and then whip my balls until they crawled back where they came from. I never saw this dark side of Mr. Magoo before. He almost scared me. May be I should. It turns out that Mr. Magoo was indeed a devilishly dark-depraved unbashful man with a deadly plan. He wanted to stealth Mickey and his friend. He wanted to poz them. “See, these two arrogant pricks never let us – the senior ones – touch or caress them, even less suck on their nice cocks and balls. No, they are too good for us. They call us poz trolls.” I had nothing to reply. It was in Mickey’s nature to disdain anyone. I had no doubt that Mr. Magoo was not up to Mickey’s standard. But to stealth him and his friend seems to me a little drastic. “They come here often, teasing us with their neg asses. You must know its hard on our moral. We know we aren’t young anymore, but we still have needs, even if we are poz. You know what I mean?” His hand reached my crotch and squeezed it. I nodded. "I might look like it, but I am not mean or revengeful. I just want respect and some relief from time to time for me and all older guys" he said sadly. “Then they spot their victim, always a young guy ready to be fuck, always a negative one, they make sure of it. Then they convinced the guy to bottom bareback. After all, there is no risk. They all are negs! And they fuck. After breeding their victim, they admit that they lied, that in fact they were poz – which is the real lie – and have unloaded toxic cum in his neg ass.” “Wow, unbelievable” “That’s not all…” “There is more?” “Then they talked the guy into how he is free now to fuck who he wants when he wants, that he enjoyed going bareback and receiving warm-poisoned load in his tight ass. That it should embraced this new freedom and let man, any man, to enjoy the best thing in the world, his ass. Then the first stranger to fuck him is obviously a high-viral poz man to ruin once and for all the neg hole.” “Unbelievable” I repeated myself. “And this is where you come into play” “Hun?” “You will be the bottom. Since they only play with same-age guys, you are my perfect weapon” “No, no way…” “Let me finish” he abruptly said “You will bottom for him under the sole condition that you can fuck him or both of them after he fucks you, and before any poz guy steps in. And you will fuck him without condom” “But how are you going to poz him? He will never let you approach even at a pole distance…” “We will use the same deception as they do.” “Hun?” “My gawd, you’re slow. After, dumping your load in his fresh neg ass. You will admit that you lied, that you are “really” poz and the reason why you are at the bathhouse, to find someone, anyone to fuck. Of course, it is a lie and you will have to play your role and convince him that, in fact, that’s what he always deeply wanted, and now he is free, like you.” “Unreal…” “And then, here I come… and a bunch of friends after me” “He will never agree to it” “That’s your job to make him accept his fate” Mr. Magoo was not straddling me, his poz cock resting under my chin, always in its semi-hard state and a wet tip. “Then why have you forbidden me to cum earlier? I can easily go two or three times” “If I let you cum, you won’t be horny enough to let a guy fuck you bareback”, he had taken is now hard (an amazing) cock and was face-slapping me with it, punctuating each syllable, “and… you… will… chick…en… out… and… you… will… let… me… down…” At one point, I had closed my eyes and sealed my lips tight. His cock was now resting just under my nose, my cheeks were wet of precum or discharge, maybe droplet of piss? A pungent smell was assaulting me. “Look at me” he ordered me I slowly open my eyes and Magoo was leaning over scrutinizing me. “You will not let me down, are you?” I shook my head “Say it out loud” “I won’t” Before I was able to close my mouth, Mr. Magoo slipped the head of is cock between my lips. “Because if you do, I will rape you myself and let any strangers fuck you senseless and do what ever they want with you. Understood?” “Yes” “Good. Now suck me a little. I am horny again”

keep getting tested boys 🙂 easy fix and if you test positive, just shows that you're sexually generous.

Part 3 “I think I’ll go to the pool then warm up in the dry sauna” I said. It took us over an hour and half to do the bathhouse tour, and the place wasn’t huge. Magoo knew a lot of the guys there, greeting each of them and introducing me as his grandson Max… “Call me grandpa” he told me as we started the tour. So, 15 to 20 guys later and four blowjobs he gave, we were back to the room. Luckily, we haven’t seen Mickey and his friend. “You sure? I am going back to the theater for a second service” he stated. He had a semi and was nonchalantly playing with his foreskin, pulling it back over the large cockhead covered in poz precum. He was already on his way when I heard: “Have fun!”. I was tempted to stay in the room. It was only 5 pm, and another 12 hours before we would go back home. I was not able to see myself stuck in the room for so long, so the better got to me and decided to follow my plan and head to the pool. As I closed the door, I noticed a plastic bag next to Magoo’s shoes. I’m not indiscreet by nature, but I was intrigued. A couple of half-full sticky bottles. Lube. A small-to-medium pink butt plug. The plastic object had lost his shine and hasn’t been cleaned properly. It didn’t look new. A dozen of unlabeled brown bottles with yellow or orange-colored caps. Two black ones with a red-dot sticker on it. Poppers, I thought. Most of them look full, no seal. Still in the room, I made sure the door was locked, there was no risk for me to be curious and try one. Whooaa! As I pulled back the yellow bottle. The chemical smell when right through my nose to my brain. I probably sniffed to hard. Lets try again. I took another hit, and it was better. I felt strange, not exactly euphoric, more like in a carnal-envy state, like when I am at home after edging for hours. It made me hornier. I closed the bottle and took the orange one. Fuck!!! The smell was stronger, and I immediately got dizzy. I was grinding my ass back and forth on the small thin mattress. Suddenly, the butt plug was appealing. Hmmmm… I wondered how it would feel. It was definitely larger than any of the few guy who fucked me and my fingers, but with lube and patience I should be able to take it. I am sure that “grandpa” would be smiling at me right now as I my ass ring started to give way at the lubed plug. More lube, I needed more lube. I poured a generous amount of the sticky gooey lube – thicker than mine when I jerked off – in my ass and start working the plug in my butt. My asslips were immediately on fire! I almost regretted to have pushed my fingers deep in my ass. My hole was working overtime and swallowed the plug. Finally, I got it in! I look at my watch, 6h15! It took me over an hour to push the toy in my ass! I was sweating like a pig, clearly exhausted. I fumbled in the plastic bag for poppers with my left hand while I was masturbating with the other one, applying pressure on the butt plug by rocking on the bed. Holy fuck!!! the poppers sent me to another level, I took another hit, maybe two. Honestly, I lost count. I put back the black cap on, heavily breathing before passing out. I was still in the room, naked, Magoo was slowly nursing my cock in his mouth and scarcely moving the plug against my prostate. Every 5-6 strokes, my cock would spit blobs of precum on warm tongue swirling lasciviously around my head. “Oh Oh boy. Your awake now” letting my cock go and standing up. “I guess I fell asleep” “You had fun at the pool?” “The pool?... The pool!... I… I… never got there! I said sheepishly “Well that doesn’t matter, we still have time and I can see you had some fun.” “Oh, the plug! I didn’t mean to…” “Don’t worry. Actually, it was for you. A friend of mine gave it to me” “A friend of yours gave you a plug for me?” “Well, not exactly. He died last month from HIV complication. So I kept it. I don’t have the need for such toy, and I thought you might like to have one. I was going to give it to you, or rather put it in you sometime tonight…” “He died from complication?” “I am not sure what, but for sure he had advanced stage case of syphilis and raging gono that made his dick angry red and delicious to suck on... oh he had a lots of warts. He used to keep a count of them." "Huhn?" "His last count he told me was 179.” “Fuck! Did you wash it since?” “Nah, didn’t have the time and what for? I am not the one using it, is it? I was speechless. “Now lets go, I need to show you our target. Keep the plug in” Magoo was dragging me frankly in the corridor toward the sling section. Mickey was long-dicking his friend cuffed in the sling and blindfolded, bareback of course. A nipple-play was performed by a daddy, mid-forty, in a leather harness. Four other men, closer to grandpa’s age, were aside chatting about covid, almost ignoring the two young men. “There they are.” said Magoo in a low-conspiracy voice, nudging me firmly in the ribs “Who” I replied “The guy in the sling and his friend fucking him” “Mickey?!” I whispered back. He must have heard me because Mickey turns his head and was broadly smiling at me. He gave me a wink and went back fucking his friend, with more force than before, eliciting high-pitched moaning from the bottom friend. “You know him?” Magoo said “Yeah” I responded without giving details, my eyes glued to the slender body of Mickey, rocking nicely back and forth. This wasn’t offensive, it was erotic, highly sensual. I wasn’t jealous, but almost wished it was me that Mickey was fucking. “Even more perfect” Magoo replied. “Lets go grab a drink and finalize the plan” The last view I had was Mickey’s ass tightening as he was working his load deep in his friend’s lucky hole.

Got hit up by a faceless profile on Grindr yesterday. Told me he needed an ass to unload in. 10 mins later he was walking into my apartment to find me ass up. Rimmed me and his beard felt so good on my ass, then I poppered up as his slid his raw cock into my hole, pumped me full of his seed and left. no convo, no questions. Just gave me what I needed and what he wanted.

Nothing better than being a cumdump and taking anonymous cocks and loads!

Yeah there's an adrenaline rush as you hear the door open and wait for the guy to get behind and mount you. Plus not seeing faces makes it all about the feel of the dick inside you, getting pounded and feeling a guy unload inside.

Totally with @Brianbttm on this one...best loads from which all you've seen is a cock pic...total opens you up to being a cum dump that takes all loads

Probably the last 50 loads I have taken I've only seen dick pics of the guys. Ass up face down with blindfold or hood. A couple times I didn't see any pic.

ANOTHER REAL EXPERIENCE – Unsuspected Pnp’ers Who knew they partied? A recent series of posts on Breeding Zone, discussing whether or not your friends are aware of your partying activities got me thinking about the times I discovered someone I knew and would never have expected indulged, was instead well-acquainted with enhanced sex. For 16 years, I've managed to keep my party life from interfering with my two careers or other "normal world" day-to-day activities. Some periods I attend pnp parties once or twice a week, some periods a few times a month, sometimes only once a month. In answer to your question, CERTAIN friends know I party (certainly my husband knows I do, though he does not - our open sexual relationship for the past 27+ years and our opposite work schedules mean I do so only during those times he is working which he is cool with). Only one of my straight friends knows I party, and select gay/bi friends. Usually those are friends I've either met "in the scene" who have crossed over into being actual real-world friends that one could rely on, rather than just pnp-buds (who are fine too, so long as one realizes the limitations and true parameters of that kind of interaction). However, every once in a while I'm surprised to discover someone I never expected is a partier, and I always get a kick out of hooking up in a situation like that. When my husband and I lived in Hell’s Kitchen in the 90s, directly across the air-shaft that sank through the center of our apartment building lived two guys who like us were musical theater performers – these guys were both hot and ripped African-American dancers (my hubby and I are Anglo – and like them I had a muscled dancer bod). It got to the point where we would all do 3 ways and 4 ways together… the catch being that either one or both of them would come to our place, or I would go to theirs by climbing across the airshaft 4 stories up! (My hubby, an opera singer, could not do the same). To be fair, the ventilation shaft was shaped like a hexagon <=> and we crawled across where in the angle where the two windows met. Like us, one of them was really kinky and the other pretty vanilla so no enhancements were ever included. They eventually moved out to LA to do music videos. Then, a few years later, after I had started to pnp a bit more, I bumped into Craig, the kinky one, at a buddy’s afternoon chemparty and finally got to play with him in a supercharged way – we did so several times during the time he was back in New York for a show – it was great to finally fuck that beautiful hot ass bareback and get fucked by his fat black cock the same way, along with some major hole play between us. There was a hot but conservative couple I knew that for years were very vocally anti-party - we'd played together, but it took longer for me to get to their place then the un-enhanced sex would actually take, and so I didn't go out often. Then one day out of the blue they had a total switch and my numerous sessions with them since have been very hoT - I've written about them in my true experiences blog on this site. The same for an actor/director I knew only professionally - we'd starred in two productions together and he'd directed me in a third... what a Christmas Present it was when this guy - a married guy with kids who had a TV series in the 80s and is in a ton of movies we've all seen - got me alone at a rehearsal for "A Christmas Carol" and told me he was bisexual and a 'mutual friend' had assured him that I could mentor him in the T-fueled gay sex scene which I gladly said I would... this was made even more ironic in that I was playing Bob Crachit and he was playing Ebenezer Scrooge at the time. Imagine if you will seeing Crachit and Scrooge naked, blowing clouds and booty bumping, with Crachit topping and breeding a leather restrained Scrooge and giving him chem piss... yeah we played that up in our first sex session (even used the British accents...). One of our other first sessions took place in his house one evening, in his office/library room while his soon-to-be ex-wife was out – we swapped pipe hits while fucking on his desk and blowing clouds on the family pics on his desk. When they separated, he took an apartment in Upper Manhattan and we pnp’d there frequently. Another surprise was recent and very, very welcome. During the '90s when I lived in Hell's Kitchen, there were a number of regularly scheduled sex parties in NYC. There was one I attended very frequently where the guys running it would not charge me the entrance fee if I would come early and get the sex started (having no inhibitions). One of the event runners, Bill, was one of the hottest guys I'd ever had sex with and we'd frequently save our last encounter of the night for each other when we'd flip-fuck, both of us having spent the rest of evening topping others. While I would do some bottoming on some nights, he never did at all, except for me and one other guy and only at the end of the party, because the other guys in management didn't want his big cock and butch leather reputation to be sullied among the other customers/guests - apparently, they felt, correctly it seems, that the possibility of being fucked by him brought lots of guys back week after week. Bill and I also very naughtily broke the “always use a condom” pledge that was part of the event rules somewhat frequently… however, it was usually so late that there’d be no one to notice who ever would have complained or reported it, and hell, he was one of the event runners! Anyway, these parties were very much NOT chem-friendly so how would I know he was into it? After 12 years without seeing each other, he read one of my "real experience" blogs on Tumblr, and as he said "I knew immediately that had to be you!" and sent a message. Funny, he was afraid I wouldn't remember, or that I'd not be interested - WRONG!! I nearly fell out of my chair trying to respond immediately - it's nice to know that someone you think was one of the most amazing sex partners EVER thinks the same of you! The first time I saw him after those 12 years, I met him in midtown to introduce him to my candyman. After sitting around with a few other guys and blowing clouds with them, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other – and since nothing was going to be happening where we were for at least a few more hours – we found a nearby hotel room, raced over there, got naked, loaded up our pipes and dove all over each other. We both ate hole for what seemed like hours, since we’re both addicted to rimming and we each do it VERY well. It was a very hot, unexpected surprise (we hadn’t planned on playing until the following week) and though it was only a couple of hours, it was just so much fun to really LET GO with this kindred spirit. Just this past weekend, I introduced him to a hot versatile couple I play with sometimes in the Bronx, and it was the first time I saw him slammed (he’s done so very infrequently)… it was amazing to watch him truly relax and just have FUN while the four of us flip fucked and enjoyed each other all around. So we've now partied together - one on one, which is unusual for me - several times now and the sessions have been awesome. We also relate on a number of other levels including having husbands with physical disabilities, and its great to have someone to talk about that with as well - its been double bonus time for both of us!

PART 22 The room was very small, maybe 10 feet by 8 feet, so it was very easy for him to nudge me towards the bed. He pulled what i recognized as a poppers bottle out of his waistband and set it on top of the small locker next to the bed. Within seconds his towel was off and he tossed it on the bed and reached down to undo my towel. It was not very bright in the room but i could take a longer look. His short spat and pepper hair was thinning and his cheekbones were more prominent because he was so thin. I couldn’t decide if he just looked runner thin or sickly. He was on the edge of the two. I let my eyes drop past his flat chest and lean waist and that’s why i finally saw his cock. He was semi hard, but even semi hard he was big. I couldn’t wait to see it rock hard. What really struck me though was that if his cock was big, his balls were huge. His sac was loose and in it, hung these two orbs that looked almost as big as eggs. How much cum must balls that huge produce? He quickly got my towel open, as i sat on the bed with my legs dangling off the edge. He grinned as he looked down and closed the distance between us. His cock was now inches from my face and he began to gently stroke it. I was very very aware that we had spoken maybe ten total words. It turned me on even more. I was in a room with a hot older guy naked and watching him stroke his beautiful penis. And it was getting harder. That big mushroom tip. Thick veiny shaft so rigid. My mouth opened as i leaned forward and with my tongue outstretched, took the head into my mouth. It laid in my tongue as my lips wrapped around it and i felt him push forward as he fed me his shaft. I concentrated on relaxing my throat and used my tongue to work his cock as he began to gently pump my mouth. I could feel him fumbling for something and looked up to see him holding the popper bottle as he brought it down to my nostril and pushed the other side shut as i instinctively huffed. His Dick never left my mouth as he switched sides and i took another deep hit. As the poppers hit, so did my need to have all of his cock in my throat. I put all of my effort into accepting it and soon had his shortly cut pubes pressing into my face. Again and again i pushed myself all the down on eight solid inches of man cock and gagged myself. I was drooling spit down my chin and just loving worshipping his cock. He took turns fucking my face and letting me fuck my own mouth onto his manhood. I ignored my own rock hard leaking cock. All that mattered was this stranger’s giant penis. I wanted to please him. Finally, after a few minutes of using my mouth, he pulled me off his cock and dropped to his knees.gripping my calves, he pushed them up and out spreading me wide open with my ass hanging off the edge of the bed. His head dipped down and i felt his rough beard brush my asscheeks and heard him draw a deep breath through his nose. He did it again and it occurred to me that he was trying to take in my scent. My musky ass was turning him on. And all that mattered was turning him on. When his tongue finally dipped in and brushed over my hole, i bucked. My sensitive little hole quivered and my pulsed as he worked it. I was moaning and grunting. I couldn’t help It. He was a master and seemed to truly love opening me up with his mouth. He licked and stabbed with his tongue before literally kissing and sucking at my ass lips. I was in ecstasy and pushed to try to grind my asshole into his mouth. When i wasn’t sure i could take anymore, he finally gave me a break from his tongue lashing and raised up to his feet pushing me back on the bed. He was stroking his cock and it looked like steel it was so hard, and a drop of precum was dangling off the tip. He asked a one word question, “lube?” The look of panic and confusion on my face said it all. “I didn’t think to bring any” i mumbled. He grinned again. “Well, we have poppers and spit”, he said as he spit on his hand and lubed his cock with it. I knew my hole was soaked with spit and just decided if he said it was ok, it must be ok. He tossed me the bottle of poppers and i immediately hit both sides, holding each hit in to let it soak. I started to cap the bottle but he spoke again, “two more each side. I want you fucked up” Those words turned me on even more and i complied. Forty seconds later and i was flying, eyes rolling back and jaw slack. I pulled my legs back and he crawled between them and lined his coxk up to my hole. “Have you ever got fucked before boy?” I nodded. “Yeah i could tell you were a little bottom. You want it badly don’t you?” As he spoke, he was rubbing his precum off his cock head and onto my hole. “I really really like getting fucked” i admitted. He began to push into me and i worked to relax my hole as i felt that familiar sting of a blunt cockhead pushing my ass open. “Good boy. Open up for that cock. I’m gonna give you a nice big load of cum to take home with you. You want that? Want to take my cum home inside you?” As those words came out, four inches slid into me And knocked the breath out of me. He paused as i adjusted to having him inside me before he continued to push in. “Fuck yeah” i managed to get out. “Yeah you like that don’t you. Like that raw cock don’t you? Never even asked me about condoms.” I looked up at him and nodded. “Fuck yeah boy. I’m so glad we met. I’m going to give you what you need. A huge fucking load. Is that what you want? Do you want me to cum deep in your guts? Or pull out?” For effect, he actually pulled all the way out of me. I am sure he could see the panic in my eyes as he threatened to take his penis and his cum away from me. I practically cried out, “please don’t pull out. I want it inside me. All of it.” He pushed back in and i grunted loudly as my hole opened up to accept him. Now he began to truly fuck me. He increased his thrusts and drove deeper. My hole struggled to open all the way up but he was patient and, while he made it hurt a little as he poked so deep, he did it in a way that made me want the hurt. I knew he was stabbing my guts with his cockhead, forcing me open. We soon both had a glisten of sweat and he was breathing faster and faster. Only a bottom could understand the feeling of pride and contentment i felt when he was finally all of the way inside me. Balls deep. Pubic bone pressed up against me. Eight inches of hard gay man cock inside me. He began to saw in and out in short thrusts. There was always at least six inches inside me as he drove all the way in over and over. His strokes got a little more erratic as he gripped me tightly and pulled his body closer. “I’m going to flood your hole boy. You ready? Ready to take my Cum?”, he whispered to me. “Please let me have it.”, i whimpered feeling all of him inside me so deep, that sharp stab every time he pushed all the way in. “Here it comes. Here it comes. Fucking. Take. That. Fucking. Load.” He grunted the words through clenched teeth and he pushed even deeper, if that was possible.I could feel his shaft flexing inside my hole. His cum was splattering my Guts, painting them with semen so deep inside. I wrapped my legs around him, keeping him as deep as i could. Finally, his orgasm subsided and i unwrapped my legs as he pulled up and slowly withdrew his penis from my now well used butt. “Fuck boy, you are amazing. You let every guy shoot his load in you?” A little embarrassed that i was being called out for being a cum slit, i admitted that i had, but then added he was only the third guy. He looked at me thoughtfully for a moment. “You are hiv negative aren’t you?” I replied as honestly as i could. “I think so. I... i don’t know for sure. I have only been fucked a few times by two different guys but they have hiv....” i didn’t finish the obvious thought, that i couldn’t say for sure if i was or wasn’t. I then added, “it’s only been two weeks. It just happened really quick.” He laughed and looked down at me. “Well i feel a little better that i am not the first. And since you were so honest, i will be too. You have a huge load of poz cum inside you right now. So, that’s three guys with hiv that fucked you now.” I just nodded. He reached for his towel and his poppers and looked at me again. “Are you going to hang around for a while?” I nodded. “Good. I’ll come give you another load in a little while. You want that?” And again, i couldn’t deny it, and nodded. “Good boy”, was his goodbye as he opened the door and walked out.

Great story! I definitely like Brian's dedication to raw sex even back in 2000, but he would have had way more raw fucks if he had just agreed to meet the "safe" guys too. In the early 2000s I was using manhunt I think. For quite a few years I had my "safer only" box checked, but I was ALWAYS barebacking. Almost everyone I fucked with also had the "safe" box checked. Sometimes we'd discuss it ahead of time, tell the other guy we "usually" were safe, but agree to bb "this time", or sometimes we'd meet up to play, condoms would be out on the nightstand but never get used, and sometimes we'd actually start out with them but then remove it mid-fuck :) There was another box called "pig play" (I think), and that one always lead me to the barebackers even if they had their "safe" box checked lol. There was no such thing as Prep and UD wasn't a thing yet - just good old fashioned neg and poz, so the rush of barebacking was almost a "kink" back then - it used to make me cum SUPER fast when I first started barebacking - as top or bottom!

Cross dresser fucking tonight, hot little arse and hole, looking for others to do the hole also...

Oh boy!!!

I might have mentioned this in previous posts on here. I love anon sex, especially in darkrooms where it's pitch black, where I can "feel" with cock and ass (actually with my whole naked body) and be felt up by having cock up my ass or by getting down to rimming asses and sucking cocks ready to cum. You gotta be having SEX there. I really don't know why guys just walk through darkrooms. Stop and smell the...

This is one of the hottest stories I read in a long time. I put on a Spotify list called Sex Darkroom created by G Dom Lord as I read and came so fucking hard...and I didn't even get to the end yet. Hope you keep writing. You really have the touch to make me shoot hard.

Funny enough I have the same issue. I think if you are ethnic, particularly if you are black you could be the most fem queen on earth and many guys want you to fulfill their BBC fantasies and won’t give you a second thought as a bottom unless they are also ethnic. If you like being masculine like me it compounds the issue. However, I meet guys that like nice asses on more masculine guys......these guys tend to be ‘straight’ but wanting guy play or guys that are more edgy. My advice is be you don’t go girly orden unless you want to and enjoy there are guys that will like you for you.

There are a lot of married men who live near me that I know aren’t getting the type of sex that they want and so I gladly offer my holes to them to take out their anger and most definitely to empty their seed inside me

STOP excusing horrible people and their appalling actions simply because you find them physically attractive. The “hot guy with the horns” was part of a violent insurrection that killed five people. What a disappointment it is when fellow gay men excuse anyone of anything, including fascism, if they think they're hot or have abs or something. Then the same types will draw the line at things like Black men, Asians, guys with body fat, men who are too effeminate, etc... I prefer to fetishize Men who don’t support violent criminals 😉

thanks! when you are a slutty faggot cumdump like me with no pride or shame you just wanna get used in the dirtiest ways possible and don't care how many people know you take loads from strangers. you would love my fuckhole when its full of several mens loads. its like a cumfilled swamp

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.

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.

My dick for whoring bottom sluts here, it likes working your inner ring for long time.

I have been away from BZ for several months, so my stories all ground to a halt. If you want to see this story continue give this comment a 'like' so I know you want more and that is is worth me carrying on with it. I do have a few dozen chapters ready to publish, and have developed one of the poz greedy NEG characters rather nicely 😈 I hope everyone has been keeping well in what has so far been an extremely bizarre year.

Chapter 7: More Fun and Games (Sorry for the delay between chapters, this one is short, but it is setting up for what have been planning for chapter 8) Jason reluctantly untied the rope he used to bind our balls together, playfully tugging at them as he undid the knot. All the while, he and I were still pushing the double header back and forth. The chems from earlier still drowning my brain in a lust filled craze. “oh fuck son” I mumbled as I writhed in the pool of our sweat and piss. Jason had more planned though as he began to pull away, the dildo coming out of his stretched hole with a wet plop sound before he began to climb over me, straddling his gaping hole over my face before pulling the rest of the double header from my hole. “Time for some of what Matt and I call Arm Wrestling” Jason said as he began to work his hand into the cavernous gape the giant toy had left. Taking the hint, I reached my arm forward and slid my hand into his gaped mancunt with little resistance, the thick coat of piggy fuck-slime coating us both had each of our bodies fully lubed, and after all we had put each others asses through, we were both quickly punch fucking each other. I would pull one fist out of his slick wet hole before punching the other one in, switching back and forth before trying to work more and more of my other hand in at the same time. Jason was making similar efforts with my hole, although as I heard him say, “oh fuck dad, you are taking both hands forearm deep” that it was clear he was going faster than me. I wasn't entirely sure what the goal of his version of arm wrestling was, but as far as I was concerned, since I had my bodybuilder son's sweaty piss covered body grinding against me as we we in a fisting 69, I was winning. We rolled and re-positioned each other on our sides to gain better access and I lost track of time as we worked to further stretch each others holes to their obscene limits. The pig stink funk fully filling the room as we rutted in each others gapes. The Tina still keeping me with limp party dick, but it was leaking a mix of piss and precum like a faucet; with Jason's rock hard rod leaking similarly between us. “Oh fuck yeah dad, Take it” Jason would say in between outbursts of “oh yeah, right there daddy” as I slid my fingers along the insides of my boys ass. I did the best I could to try to keep pace with what he was doing to me, but the waves of pleasure that kept exploding from my hole and repeatedly making my body convulse in frequent partial orgasms made it hard to focus on anything other then the feeling of what my son was doing to my ass. “Fuck I'm close, suck my dick dad!” Jason ordered, as he pulled his hips back to give me access to his cock, and I withdrew one of my hands from his slut hole to grab is rock hard cock and pull it into my mouth as he shot volley after volley of his delicious poz cum into my hungry mouth. I instinctively swallowed most, but tried to save some to savor the flavor and texture of my son's toxic seed. Even after Jason's cock had stopped spewing cum into my hungry mouth, I could still feel his ass clenching and unclenching around the hand I still had forearm deep in his hole. “You win that round, best two out of three” Jason eventually said after catching his breath (Apparently the goal of that game was to fully get the other person off first, good thing the partial orgasms he kept giving me didn't count) I started to think before he went back to working my prostate and making me convulse as the sensations overcame me again. “ok, new game, best two out of three” Jason said before withdrawing his hands from my hole and beginning to climb off me, forcing me to pull my hand from his hole as well (and worse, pulling his softening cock from my mouth) Jason bounced to “standing” up on his knees and looked down at me with a playful gaze and devilish smile as he puffed out his chest and said in his best Dr Evil voice“And now agent Bond, for a game you will surely lose” he joked as his glistening muscular frame towered above me, and he stroked his pierced cock back to life and it's 9x7 glory. “King of the hill” he said in his normal voice before following with “Standard rules, winner is whoever is on top!” With that, he pounced back onto me. I put up no resistance and he had me pinned face down into the soaking wet bed and he plunged his cock back into my hungry hole. (I love this kids stamina and enthusiasm). His body seemed to wrap around me as he bucked his hips with a primal and animalistic vigor. The wet slapping and sloshing sounds working as a background for our mutual moans and grunts. “fuck you feel so good dad” Jason moaned into my ear as I mumbled out a barely coherent stream of “fuck me son, oh god yes, breed me, you feel so good!” He wrapped one arm over my shoulder to push me back to his thrusts while his other arm reached down below my knee to pull it up and against him more as he began to fully long-stroke jackhammer into me. I could only let out a long series of whimpering cries as he fucked my stretched out hole with full force as fast as he could. My son was using me as a human fleshlight as he pounded ass with full abandon. The sound of the front door opening and shutting sharply pulled us both our of our crazed state as we both tensed and paused before hearing Matt voice echoing through the house, “DAAAAAD, I'm Home!” The knowledge that it was his brother let us relax and Jason slowly resumed sliding in and out of my hole. By the time Matt stepped back into my bedroom, he had stripped naked again and was stroking his freakishly huge cock to its full glory, while Jason's thrusting had returned back to its previous frenzied pace. “Have you two been in bed all day” Matt said as he climbed into bed and presented us with his huge pole. I latched onto the tip of it and began licking and sucking under the foreskin as Jason slowed down his pace and said, “Why, What time is it? How long has it been?” “Sundown dude, I left like 10 hours ago, did dad eat or drink anything?” Matt asked, “that wasn't you” he followed up. “Not... yet...” Jason said in short grunts as his breathing and pace picked up, refusing to be distracted by his brothers interference. Before Matt could reply, Jason's body flexed and he hugged me against him tight as he let out a loud guttural yell and his dick pulsed in my hole. “FUUUUUCK” he yelled as he shoved his dick as far into me as he could and shot another load of his poz cum in my ass. As his grip on my loosened, he said “One, One, We're tied now old man” Jason said. “oooh, I love family game night” Matt said playfully as he figured out exactly what his brother was up to. “and I have the perfect idea for a tie breaker” Matt said with a sinister grin “While I was out I talked to a few of my dirtier clients, and I set up another fun little surprise for tonight... in about an hour we are gonna have a room full of dirty toxic slampig party tops, here to gangbang and fully charge some stretched out bugchasing meth slut manpussy... “ Matt said in a dominate tone as he re-asserted control over me and his brother before following with, “Now go rinse you and Dad off, and re-hydrate, because we are gonna have a good old fashioned whore off!”

I like CBT in a bondage scene

I'm sure I could arrange for you to get wrecked by a few of us 😉

I have taken condoms off of tops so many times I can’t count. Here are a few of the occasions. When I was 23 I ran into my ex at a bar, we had always fucked raw when we were together. We got drunk talking about old times and I went back to his apartment. For some reason he wanted to fuck with a rubber. I on my back in his bed; my ass is having off the bed with my legs on his shoulders. He’s fucking be deep with a sheathed cock. I pause him for a second and while making eye contact I reach down rip off the condom and guide him back into my hole. He tucked me harder and deeper until I was rewarded with a huge load. several years ago in Vegas I went to jerk up with a hot German couple. The foreplay was hot and great oral with those European uncut cocks. When it came to fucking they kept insisting on condoms. I let them go a few minutes thinking I could get them to go raw, everything I took off the condom they just replaced it. I finally just stood up, put on my cloths, grabbed my poppers and found a real top. thr next month I am at a bathhouse in San Diego; a hot top joins me in my room, and after a hot rim session he suits up and gots balls deep. He let him fuck doggie style me for a few minutes. After I can’t take the safe fuck any longer i turn around look at him while I remove the condom. I throw it in the floor and just say breed me. He needs no further encouragement. He even sent other tops to my room to breed my ass.

Part 4: The Bookstore Much to my surprise my Gorgeous God untied me. I was a bit confused but she explained that where she posted my ad wasn't getting anymore responses. So she had me follow her to her car still naked. As I got in she said we were going to the adult bookstore in the next city. I got excited because I had been to the bookstore a lot and got lucky each time. Upon arriving I noticed several vehicles to be such an early part of the morning. We walked in with me still nude and I was ordered to go to the back and take on every cock willing to use me. I looked at the cashier and immediately noticed it was a tranny I had hooked up with in the past. My Gorgeous God told me she would be back later to pick me up but only when the cashier said that I had satisfied everyone in the building. I headed to the back and once in the back I was immediately forced to my hands and knees and led into the lounge area. I looked around and noticed everyone in there was black and each one had massive cocks. I started sucking on one individual immediately and in no time had him hard. He was probably late 40's with a nice body. His cock was maybe 10 inches hard and was very thick. I had to get his cock really wet before I could truly start giving him a proper blowjob. As my attention was focused on his cock another gentleman had lined his cock up with my ass. I wasn't sure exactly how big his cock was but I definitely felt him enter my ass. I was already ripped open but damn he filled my ass up entirely. Thankfully I still had cum in my ass from earlier so I did have some sort of lube in me. As each man got into a rhythm of spit roasting me the gentleman I was sucking said that everyone here was going to fuck me bare. And also each one was poz. So be prepared to get pregnant he said. I stopped long enough to say thank you Sir. That's why I'm here. I didn't know it at the time but all these gentlemen had been sent here by my Gorgeous God. The man fucking me felt great. I definitely needed nothing but thick cocks to satisfy my hungry ass. He was pulling out almost all the way before slamming his cock back deep inside my ass. He was giving me a true deep fucking. I wanted all of their cum up my ass tonight. The other gentlemen waited patiently for their turns by just striking their cocks. The guy in my ass announced he was about to cum and he slammed into my ass one more time before unleashing a massive amount of cum up my ass. It felt amazing. Once he finished he pulled out and i got a great look at his cock. He was 11 inches at least and as thick as Daddy was. I couldn't believe I had taken all of him. The gentleman I was sucking got behind me next and slid his cock up my ass. Another gentleman took his place and soon I was being spit roasted again. I couldn't believe I was going to be lucky enough to be used by all these beautiful black men. What a wonderful God I serve and I'm looking forward to how this night ends up.

I got a text yesterday from a guy I've met a couple of times at fisting parties one of my buddies throws (so he can get lots of attention). Jeff's mid-40s, bearded ginger, kinda lumbersexual guy with the exaggerated upper body you see on some gym bears. I knew he was in a relationship because at these parties his rule is supposedly that he can fist but he can't put his dick in any holes. His hands are big and he's never fisted me but he has played with my hole while I have fisted my buddy or fucked someone else who's waiting to fist. So yesterday he wanted to know if I was interested in breeding--his word--his boyfriend who was feeling slutty. He said the had one or two other guys coming by maybe, and he sent me some pics of the bf. Guy looked darkish skinned--could have been middle eastern, maybe, or hispanic, nice body with a hairy ass. And I said I was down for it. A little later I got to their apartment and Jeff let me in. He was naked and I realized I'd never realized how hairy he was. Or that he had a thick bull dick, thicker than mine. It was standing straight out so I knew it wasn't as long, though. He gave me sloppy kiss that tasted like whisky, and led me to the bedroom. I could hear noises and for sure there was another guy there already, fucking the boyfriend. This was a really built black guy, maybe my age in his late 20s. I learned later that his name was Mark. The BF--turns out his name is Sam--on his knees on the bed and Mark the black guy is really nailing him while Sam is grunting. Jeff sticks his head down and peers at Sam's ass from the side, then he waves me over and says, "look at that sloppy cum hole. This stud is gonna load it up with his dirty cum and then you're gonna do it too." And that was pretty much the tone of what went on! I started getting out of my clothes while Jeff climbed on the bed and started slapping his BF's face with his cock, saying shit like, "fuckin' bitch, fuckin' dirty slut, filthy dick pig." The BF was moaning and Mark just kept saying, "fuck yeah, fuck yeah." Jeff had me get up on the bed next to him and we alternated feeding our cocks to Sam. Jeff worked a couple of fingers into my ass, feeling for my prostate, saying, "Gotta help you get a big charged load ready for this cum hole." Finally, Mark started whispering "close, I'm close." Jeff was chanting, "load him up, load him up," and it was damn hot. Mark shook like he was having a fit when he finally shot, and Sam was whimpering like some kind of happy dog. Mark almost fell backward off the bed after he came. I could see his long, thick dick--it had a huge foreskin and a bright pink head--come out all shiny. He reached for a towel but i waved him over and licked it clean for him. I heard Jeff say, "That's fuckin' nasty," in a voice that said he approved. So now it was my turn at Sam's hole. Mark got up on the bed next to Jeff in front of Sam. I didn't bother to lube up because Sam's hole was pretty slick and there was almost no resistance as I slid inside. Mark was slapping Sam's face with his dick, but Jeff was just looking right at me as I started to fuck. "Be sure to give him a big load," he said. "My little cum whore wants your dirty poz cum real bad. He wants to be a big a whore as you are." Now, I never talked about my status--unknown, for the record--with Jeff, but he had a game to play here so I went along. "I'll breed his ass with the dirtiest load he ever had," I said, and Sam started whimpering again. Jeff got a big grin on his face and got off the bed and came to stand behind me. "One whore fucking another," he said, putting a couple of fingers back in my ass. And so pretty soon he was fucking my hole as I fucked Sam. I really didn't have to do any work because Jeff's thrusts were so hard that I drove my dick into Sam's hole effortlessly. Mark was lazily jerking his dick while he watched us and Jeff was more verbal than ever. He was really ready to shoot, too, because it was only about five minutes before he pushed me down on top of Sam's back and said, "You're fucking bred, you filthy poz AIDS bitch. Take my dirty seed." He slammed into me one last time and I could feel him pumping inside me. I was raging hard now and completely revved up. I pulled out of Sam and made him turn over on his back and put his legs in the air. Jeff was kind of gasping for air still and I ignored him after his dick fell out my ass with a pop. Mark was grinning as I climbed on top of Sam and shoved my dick in his hole. I know that changing position after you've been fucked for a long time is a good way to freshen the fuck up. Pretty soon I was fucking Sam hard, staring into his eyes with an angry look in mine. It didn't take me long before I started to cum and then I collapsed on top of him. (I wanted to say something to try to keep the mood up, but I couldn't really beat what Jeff had been saying, and hey, it was his party, let him do that work.) After a little recovery time, Mark fucked Jeff while I fucked Sam again. We both dropped another load but the intensity of the buzz was gone and after that I headed home.

I actually stayed home from work this aft in order to read this. The writing is fantastic, and the plot just kept me on edge, leaking precum just like those unsuspecting studs in the campground. Now if only life would imitate art, I’d be a happy slut. Thanks for writing and posting this. Please write again!

The Hunt – A New Destination (Part 1) I helped Jason to his feet. He was shaking but kept on smiling at me. My hand was running down his spine and after reaching his smooth butt I entered his hole with my fingers. He wasn’t exactly tight at this moment and I poked another finger deep into his opening. Slowly I withdrew them and led them to his mouth. “Lick them. Lap away the cum” I said while I pushed my fingers into his mouth. For a second he seemed to be appaled, but then he looked into my eyes and he opened his mouth willingly sucking my fingers clean. I left the stall and Jason followed me back to the bar. Steven was still sitting there and watching the other cute guys talking to each other or french kissing openly. “Ah – finally back? You had a ball as far as I heard” he winked at Jason. I told Jason to sit down but shoved him towards the floor. He looked confused but I kicked him in front of my seat and told him to rest his back against the bar and to face my crotch. “Give me a good massage, while I enjoy the evening with my pal” I said. Jason didn’t hesitate and started kneading my jeans bulge. I spread my legs to give him a better opportunity to massage my poisonous spike. Steven was looking down at Jason and wished his would get the same treatment so I looked down to my puppy and ordered him to move a bit to the side of Steven’s crotch. Jason looked at me but didn’t move his cunt closer to this good friend of mine and so I kicked him a bit to his side with my boots and told him to move his body more aggressively. He yelped a bit but understood the hint and so he was sitting merely between me and my mate massaging our crotches while we chatted along. Both of us were getting hard again and I could read Steven’s mind. “You like the aftermath?” I asked him and nodded to Jason. Steven approved. “Of course I love how this insatiable slut works with his hands, although it would be hot if he would suck us here…. at the bar. No one is taking notice anyway, since we are at a dead end of the bar” Steven talked to me in almost a chatty tone. “Yeah – Jason…. why don’t you suck on Steven’s cock again. Look how you made him hard, and only with the magic of your hands.” I chuckled. The cute guy nodded and slithered right in front of Steven’s bulge and opened the buttons fast. I saw a slimy trail, leading to Jason’s new squatting position. He was still leaking toxic cum from his abused ass. I enjoyed watching Jason getting skull fucked while we were talking about the good old times. We ordered another round of drinks – only for the two of us of course. Jason wouldn’t surely mind. He was busy giving a blow job anyway. He was sucking Steven like a pro. He used his hands jacking him off while his mouth engulfed first the head of his cock and then swallowing the whole dick. He made cute choking sounds but no one was paying attention to the three of us. I opened my jeans again and while my cock was finally free I said to Jason he should start giving my cock a massage with his right hand and while he sucked Steven’s cock greedily, he stroked my dick to full hardness. “You were right. He truly is something special” and Steven winked at me. “He truly is…..” I replied and looked down to Jason. Steven looked at me puzzled and put his hand down to Jason’s head. “Let him finish the job. He is eager to learn. Right?” I asked Jason. Jason smiled at me with the dick in his mouth and he looked cute that way. We laughed wholeheartedly while Jason kept on focusing to empty Steven’s balls. All the way he never forgot to stroke my dick. He concentrated on giving a great blow job to Steven but he also knew that he had to satisfy me. While we still talked to each other I saw Steven’s face finale froze and he closed his eyes. Jason started to moan a second later and then he started gulping. “Not a drop. Don’t waste any of my precious cum. Swallow it all” Steven panted. We told Jason to keep the cock in his mouth. He was supposed to use his tongue to clean Steven’s cock head nicely. We wanted the head clean and shiny. Steven relaxed visibly. “Good job, boy…. good job“, Jason was praised. Although Steven had emptied his balls into Jason’s gullet he was still hard, that was mostly because Jason was still stroking his dick. “Sorry guys, that was great, but I really need to take a piss now” and with that Steven wanted to close his jeans. “Why don’t you take your piss here?” I asked Steven. “We got Jason here. I am sure he wouldn’t mind being our toilet. Would you?” and with that the ball was in Jason’s court. Jason looked utterly shocked. He told us he never tasted piss before and that he wouldn’t rather like to be our toilet. Steven gazed at me and I looked at Jason. “Listen punk”. I lowered myself to him in my seating position. “ When I tell you to drink our piss, then you ask which hose you supposed to empty first and now get your fucking lips on my friends cock and start drinking”. I punched him to his chest and he yelped. “Don’t spill any” I warned him. “Hey don’t worry puppy” Steven said and Jason saw a ray of hope, that Steven would accept his plea and would go for the real toilets. “I will piss slowly into you. Just make sure to seal your lips around my cockhead and concentrate to swallow sip for sip.” he grinned and took a good grip of Jason’s hair and pulled his face towards his crotch. Steven talked to me and I wouldn’t have known that he actually started pissing into Jason, if the little one wouldn’t moan once in a while, followed by the sound of gulping. I moved around Steven’s seat, after buttoning up, to shield him from prying eyes. I wanted to give my friend some privacy while he was emptying his piss slowly into Jason’s belly. And I knew we could be kicked out of the bar by abusing a guy as a toilet in public. From time to time Jason withdrew his mouth from the cock, but he never lost a drop. He just needed time to breathe and to wipe away the tears from his face and we allowed him for 10 seconds this withdrawal, but Steven also made sure he had to finish this job also. After around 7 minutes Jason finally made it. He had swallowed at least one liter of dark and aromatic piss. “Now it is my turn. Shield me up” I said to Steven while we switched places. I enjoyed the feeling of power over the young guy. “Without hands…. see?” I said and crossed my arms behind my head, enjoying the action. Jason sighed sadly but wasn’t complaining anymore. He reopened my jeans again and got a grip of my still hard cock. His mouth engulfed my cock head and I almost started immediately to splash out my stinking piss into his unwilling mouth. I shot my piss into Jason's gullet, in waves of high speed. Jason still made the gulping sounds, but he didn’t moan desperately anymore. He was a quick learner and I would help him learn his lessons, step by step. Steven got so aroused by Jason’s humiliation. His leather jeans bulged out immensely again. I looked at him and nodded to Jason. “Get him to the stalls if you need to release another shot into this slut” I suggested. “No” Jason disputed this idea. “What?” It was almost like I wasn’t hearing right. “What’s the matter with you now, you dirty poz slut? I think you really want to make me mad, you cock ditch” “No…. it is just” Jason signaled me to come closer and so I did. “It is because I don’t want to endanger him.” he said softly. “He said he was safe and since I accepted poz cum today I am scared I could infect you or Steven, if it wasn’t for that, I would gladly accept him.” he added and tried to sound enthusiastically. Steven and I laughed out loud. “Silly cumdump.” I said caringly. “This is not possible… Didn’t you know, only cunts get infected? If you are a stud like we are, you are not capable of catching the bug – that’s a fact!” I lied to Jason. “Really?” Jason asked us quizzically. “Yeah” Steven said groping his bulge und hauling Jason upwards. He wanted to shoot another poz load into that twink badly. “Yeah” I insisted and encouraged him to accept any stud without the fear of converting him”. “So let’s go…. let’s go!” Steven barked. “Poz him up good” I whispered to my mate and I told him he should repeat the trick with the used condoms again. Steven grinned and answered he was out of lube anyway. Jason was directed to the stalls again and while they left the bar, Steven announced another fuck event for this newly bred poz cunt. The other twinks assembled gasped in astonishment and at least 7 studs left their seats or tables to follow the doomed guy into the darkroom area. They all saw the chance to shoot more of their toxic loads into the handsome young guy. This was just the beginning for Jason’s new destination.