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Part 8 “Do you want my last neg load?” Magoo had dragged me out of the restroom after I was done. It took me a while to get going. I was piss shy. First, because Magoo was holding my cock and looking indiscreetly at me, and second, because the live urinal was Mickey’s boyfriend. His eyes were fixed on me, his chest heaving uncontrollably. The poppers were hitting me hard again and for a second I forgot why I was there. Magoo went behind me, bracing me with his hands on my nipples, distracting me further, and with a forceful push Magoo jammed his cockhead in my ass. “Huh! No! You know you can’t… I don’t…” “Then I suggest you start pissing!” he said, “because I will inch my poz cock every ten seconds you are at task, and when fully-lodged in your poz-virgin cunt I will fuck you and who knows if you don’t get pregnant!” “No, you can’t…” “I surely can, and I am doing it! Ten…!” with that Magoo pushed another inch of his poz cock in me, my hole indisputably surrendering without resistance. I had to make real efforts to concentrate. “Twenty…” “Urrgh…” Magoo increased the intensity of the nipple-play by stretching them roughly. I started to piss, driven-more by fear than my own will, filling rapidly the funnel dangerously. “Thirty…” “Urrgh…” The vicious push caused my dick to jump sending a jet of piss in the eyes of the young man. The unremitting gurgling stopped briefly before starting back more rapidly like it was catching up. A simple choice: swallow or drown. “Forty…” “Arrgh!... I am pissing! I am pissing…” “It is not the deal. I stay in you until there is no more piss in you! Fifty…!” “Ah fuck…!” I closed my eyes, forcing my piss out as much as I could. The funnel was over halfway full of a pungent yellow piss. Suddenly, another jet of piss started adding to the funnel. A man had joined me, a thin line of rosy piss (blood?) coming out from a short stubby cock. The smell was horrible! “Sixty…” “Oh! Please stop…” “Nope, out of question” “If I have so much piss is because YOU forbid me to piss earlier! “I know! It’s so much fun! You sure like to take your time! Seventy…” Magoo was now giggling. *GURGLE GURGLE* Mickey’s friend was making larger effort to swallow. I felt guilty. The man had finished pissing on his head and body and was leaving. “Eighty…” “Arrgh… please… no more… for me… please…” *GURGLE GURGLE gurgle gurgle* My piss flow was coming to a halt finally, seconds before I would shake my cock for the last few drops. “Ninety…” “Fuck, fuck, fuck… Fuck! I’m done. Look! I’m done! No more piss” *gurgle* *gurgle* Magoo pulled out and bend to lick off my cock. “So much fun, Max. Thanks for helping me out!” I nodded like a dumb ox and wondered what I was helping for? Disbelief must have shown on my face because Magoo added: “Don’t be like this! You came a long way from your comfort zone. From being isolated in your apartment and jerking on tasteless porn movies. You can’t be satisfied by few blowjobs. Life is out there, Max. It’s here and now!” “Yes, but I don’t want to… you know… the risks and all…” I said gesturing toward the live urinal as an example. “Life is made of risks and choices, and death without them.” he told me seriously. “You don’t have to give it all now. Breathe and enjoy, you might end up happy!” said the now familiar friendly face I knew. “Lets go, you have someone waiting for you.” “Max?”, Mickey said. “Hun?” “Do you want my last neg load?” he repeated. “Neg load? But you took a lot of poz loads.” “Don’t be silly. Yes, I am taking poz load now, but I don’t have the bug yet, if I ever catch it…” “Hmmm… yeah I would like to…” “Here, take the key for the room” intervened Magoo, then added to Mickey’s attention “but you have to let me tap this ass of yours again.” Mickey nodded. “And you need to be back in 35 minutes for your tattoo appointment.” “35 minutes!” I exclaimed. “Too bad if you took your time to piss!” mocked Magoo, “now go”. On our way to the room, Mickey explained he agreed to get a poz tattoo of Magoo’s choice and Magoo would pay for it. A couple of tattoo artists were invited to spend the night at the bathhouse and do tattoos on demand. So, Mickey fucked me a second time. He was a lot more verbal and rough. “Before I fuck your sweet little hole, lay on your back and put your head at the end, here, I will rape your mouth like a cheap cocksucking faggot whore.” Gone was the “sophisticated annoying queen” personage Mickey was when we were in college. Even his arrogant and irritable voice had changed. It was pure male, full of testosterone. Full of poz confidence? “Open that hole for me because I won’t be gentle. I will fuck your throat hard and won’t stop. Even if you choke on your puke, even if it damages your voice, even if I brake your nose while I pound you” he said. “And when I will have my cock shove down your throat, what are you gonna do about it? As he positioned his semi-hard cock on my lips, I realized it wasn’t a rhetorical question and he was awaiting and answer from me. “Uhh… grab your ass with my two hands and pull you deeper?” I said stupidly. On my answer, he chuckled and without warning slammed his cock in. I choked, shedded tears, pummeled his thighs, spitted bile and saliva, swallowed back my puke. He just did that, raped my mouth. “You fucking whore… I almost come! Phew! Let me fuck you now” an exhilarated Mickey announced. I was happy to turn around. My throat was on fire. Mickey took the popper and made me sniffed a couple of hits. Then he took the lube and fingered me gently which was a nice contrast from the onslaught I just got served. He was staring at me strangely. “Open up you little liar! I let you fuck me, pretending you were neg, stealthing me after trusting you.” “Oh fuck, the lies!” I thought. I will be forever a stealther in his mind. “The fuck I will give you is going to be brutal. I will give it everything I have, every ounces of my flesh will contribute to this fuck. I don’t seek revenge. You are not an enemy. You brought me a freedom that I must have longed for a while otherwise I wouldn’t have agreed to let you or anyone fuck me bareback and cum in me. Look at me. I like you a lot and I would like to see you again, even if… you know… I become poz.” With that he leaned on me and brought his lips against mine for few seconds. How warm lips! I was astonished. Here in a bathhouse, a guy I helped to be fucked by Magoo and other poz men, Mickey was making a love declaration?” “You… you have a boyfriend…” I said timidly. “A boyfriend you fed a full-bladder of piss! he chuckled. “You know? I replied astonished. “Sure! Your “grandad” and I planned it.” Mickey was now lubing his cock. “You planned it with…” "Uh huh..." responded Mickey as he was giving me is fine hunk of fuckmeat. “and to be honest, we planned a lot of things over the last few weeks, but I will tell you more after I fuck your brains out! Time to breed you again!” he simply said.

Father's rutting cock was pistoning out of Andrews hole, the thick demon cock churning his now loose hole. Andrew was in bliss, he was finally worshiping his uncle, the way he knew he needed too. Suddenly Fathers grip tightened around his throat, choking him. Father's ruts and grunts became more desperate, suddenly Andrews uncle stepped away. Andrew didn't mind, he knew what was about to happen. He knew it was time for him to convert to this new demonic church. Father's cock slammed into Andrew, causing him to cry out. Again, and again the thick demonic cock stretched Andrew, and turned his tight boy hole into a real man cunt. "Please Father, please breed me" Andrew begged the heaving hooded man. "YOU WANT THE GIFT" He yelled, his deep voice booming in the dark of the church. "Poz me Father, knock me up! I want your poz gift Sir" Father roared, slamming into Andrew. He could feel Father as he pumped a massive load deep into Andrew, bucking hard as his tiny cock spewed onto the mattress. Andrews breath was ragged, being rutted into by the hooded man, as he pumped the last of his demonic seed into the now defiled Andrew. Andrew looked up, his body reeling in a high, he locked eyes with his Uncle. Feeling Father now pull slowly from Andrews ruined cunt, he could feel the weight of the piercings drag out of him. He needed more, he couldn't go back to feeling empty. Andrew knew what he wanted, and now converted by Father he knew he could finally be with his Uncle. Staring dead into the eyes of his Uncle, he watched as slowly Dom paced the edge of the mattress. Changing places with Father, Dom looked down at the ruined hole before him. It gaped from the demon cock that had defiled it, dripping in toxic cum. Taking his PA, holding it to the opening he dipped it into the cum ridden cunt before him. He slammed in, forcing his was deep into his nephew. Feeling the boy gave way, he held him down with his superior strength pushing him into the mattress. Andrew moaned as he felt his Uncle punch deep into him, groaning as he felt his uncles PA drag inside him. Andrew tears down his face, as his uncle mercilessly hammered into his hole. Screaming into the mattress and he rammed his already loose hole. "Here brother smoke this" Poz Pig was above him, holding out the pipe to Andrews lips. Greedily he wrapped his lips around Poz Pigs glass cock and took a big hit, and another. Holding the pipe to his lips, Poz Pig smirked, Father like the converters lucid, Poz Pig liked them destroyed. Andrew was now puffing away, a cloud perpetually surrounded him, he was so fucking high. He began to meet his uncles thrusts feeling the cock fuck in Father's load. Sweat was running off his uncle, his manly scent filled Andrews nose, he knew this was where he needed to be. The pipe, again was put to Andrews lips, he had little resistance now. Andrew collapsed again, his uncles hammering into his hole now reaching climax. Andrew was in a blissful state, he knew he was about to get his Uncles strain aswell, he could barely think. lying there taking cock in that blissful state, he felt his Uncle shout slamming deep into him again. "Fuck, take that poz load fag!" Dom shuddered as he shot his load into his nephew and pulled out, filling his own flesh and blood with his strain. He was so proud to have his nephew in the cult, a stranger quickly replaced him, plunging into the loose and loaded hole. It was the congregations turn to add their loads, he knew it would be a day or so before Andrew made it home. He looked down at his nephew, lying there in chemmed bliss, Poz Pig shotgunning him. Boy probably had no idea his Uncle was leaving him there, one of the brothers would drop him off at the house when he was done being fucked. Dom turned towards the church doors, now wearing a pair of joggers. He would be looking forward to having a new fag permanently on call.

Andrew watched as the colossal hooded man made his way towards dias and him. He didn't have as many tattoos as some of the other men in the room, just a pentacle tattooed above his navel and the phrase "Ave Satana" underneath. What really stood out, was all of his cock piercings, his PA shone menacingly in the dark church. There in the red-light, his massive footsteps pounding on the stone floor. Swinging as he stepped, his massive cock was adorned with a ladder of barbells down the underside, and a thick metal cock ring at the base. Father' colossal muscular body made his way to the dias, and Andrew couldn't help but rub his hole. He was hungry, he needed cock in him right now, and this Father would give him what he desperately needed. Turning now to the crowd of jerking, rowdy men all who watched him. Father spoke. "Brothers, I see you have done a good job of twisting this fag up for his conversion. Thank you" Andrew sat up, Father had approached the edge of the mattress, his wicked cock just centimeters from his mouth. He edged towards it, sticking his tongue out to taste the poz precum dripping from the PA. No sooner than he had a taste, was he suckling on the head of the cock. Father not missing a beat spoke even louder now. "We welcome Dom's own flesh and blood to our Dark Lords Poz brotherhood today, converting him to the debauched piggy worship of the fallen." Andrew gagged, he was desperate to worship this Poz god in front of him. Two hands were now clasped around his head, as Father idly fucked Andrews skull infront of all these men. "Mmm, Dark Lord accept this worship and gift this fag with your sin" "HAIL S@TAN" The room chanted, now baying. Andrew could hear grunting, and the smell of sweat hung heavy in the air. He looked up at Father, his glowing eyes staring into Andrews own. Andrew could imagine it was his real father, that it was the cock that made him he was worshiping now. Andrew pushed the cock deeper into his throat, his mind racing with dirty thoughts of incest. A pair of hands began to stroke his ass, Andrew pushed back, presenting more of his hole to the crowd of men behind him. The hands stroked and probed, playing gently with his hole and he nursed on Fathers cock. He felt a wetness, then a rough finger pushing deep into his hole. Andrew wish he could turn round, again gagging on the big cock infront of him, he wanted to know if it was his uncle playing with his hole. Suddenly his hole was burning, the sensation doubled in power every second. Andrew bucked his hips, he had never felt this horny before, even the hits on Poz pigs glass cock was nothing compared to this. "The fags cunt is ready Father" a voice sounded from behind Andrew, he couldn't tell who it was. Andrew bucked again, he needed cock, he needed a big poz cock in his hole now. The thick cock left his mouth, leaving him feel empty, his eyes desperately pleaded with Father as he slowly walked round the edge of the mattress. "Please fuck me Father, please" Andrew begged "You'll have our dark strain forever, the same one as your uncle, the same as your father, you want that?" "Please, please poz me Sir, I need it" "Beg him for it" gesturing forward, towards the toppled cross at the altar. "Please Lucifer, please knock me up, I need your Poz seed, I need my uncles cock." Father was behind him now, his wickedly pierced cock hanging at the tight winking entrance. Andrews back was arched, he was inexperienced but he knew that he had to, he needed it. Andrew needed a real man to fuck him right, not like the boyfriends he had at Uni, he needed a real fuck. Father's PA pushed against the tight ring, Andrew moaned in pain as it began to push past. Then one by one each of the barbells pushed past the rapidly stretching man cunt. Pushing deep into him, Andrew began to moan, half sobbing he cried out into the mattress. Andrew begged, begged for more cock, begged for his Uncle, begged for Lucifer to convert him. Father was picking up pace now, Andrew could feel every piercing tearing through him. He felt his hole stretch around the mammoth cock, he was still hungry, he needed this poz cum in his hole bad. Crying out as Fathers cock pistoned harder into his hole, a pair of strong hands muffled his mouth. Pulling his head back and arching his back more, he could feel the heavy PA drag along inside him, hitting somewhere deep inside him. His groans stiffled, he opened his eyes and saw his Uncle looking back at him, idly jerking his cock and smoking as he watched his nephew be defiled. Andrew whimpered, looking deep into his uncles eyes and then at his beautifully pierced cock. Andrew may be converted by Father, but he knew he had to have his uncles cock in his mouth whilst it happened. He needed that sin, that worship to the Dark King. Stepping towards him, Uncle Dom obliged. Father dropped his hands to Andrews shoulders, as Uncle Dom placed his thick cock at his lips and enveloped Andrew in a cloud of smoke. Opening to suckle on the sweet poz precun that dripped from the PA, he could feel his Uncle tense. Suddenly hot salty piss filled Andrews mouth, burning with a chemical taste Andrew dutifully tried to swallow. Piss trickled down Andrews body, pooling in the dirty mattress that he was being converted on. Andrew guzzled the chem piss from his uncle, looking deep into Doms eyes, hoping that his Uncle would be proud of him. "Good fag" Dom gently ruffled Andrews hair, pushing his cock deeper into Andrews mouth.

This happened this last summer when everything was locked down for Covid. My husband used to drive for Lyft, and was friendly with a group of homeless people in certain areas of metro Detroit. We were bored, so we decided to take a drive and see if we could get into some trouble. He had me wear a jockstrap, and some short shorts, sitting in the backseat fucking my hole with a dildo while we drove around. We went to the neighborhood, and spoke to some of his the homeless people he’s friendly with to see if they wanted to fuck me. Tommy, this 20 something straight guy decided he’d let me suck his dick, and if it felt good he’d fuck me. He’s got a semi hairy chest, and a big full bush, which absolutely turns me on. He’s about 5’7”, and 150 lbs, which is a frame that is a lot smaller than mine. (I’m 5’10, and 196). He’s cute, but this is not my type, but I’m a slut, and here we are. So I get on my knees in the dark alley behind this dilapidated bank, where they’ve been sleeping, and start sucking his dick. I thought it would smell and taste horrible, but it was surprisingly sweet tasting. His cut dick got hard almost instantly, and was at least 8” long, and about 5” around, he kept whispering “fuck”, and “holy shit. You really know how to suck a dick”. After a few minutes he said “alright, let me see that pussy.” We head over to where this huge bank door where I can lean over and get my balance. I pull my shorts down, and Tommy blurted out “god damn. That’s a nice fucking ass.” I could feel myself blushing, because this straight guy, who despite being homeless, was incredibly attractive. He takes my ass and spits on my hole, putting a finger up in me to see what it feels like. He liked that it was already loosened up because of the dildo, and creamy. He said “this feels as smooth and tight as a pussy”, and I responded “make it your pussy tonight”. Me saying that kinda turned him on, and he spit on his dick. He plays with my hole with the tip, and asked if I was ready, which I responded “always”. He slowly inches it in, and fucks a little deeper with every stroke, until finally he gets it all the way in. He stops. His breathing is strained, and he just keeps muttering “fuck, fuck, fuck. This feels so good”. His strokes are uneven, and awkward, and you clearly tell he’s very awkward. He finally gets his bearings, and gets his stroke to a very steady rhythm. He mutters “ I’m gonna make you my bitch. You’re gonna let me nut in you, aren’t you slut”, with me moaning “yes, baby, yes. Give me all that cum”. I’m leaking precum so bad at this point. He keeps pumping my hole harder and faster, making me moan so loudly, and I knew it was almost time. He grunts this primal, throaty noise, and pulls my ass so he’s balls deep in me. He starts to cum, and just keeps saying over and over again “oh fuck, oh fuck, ohhhhh fuuuuuck”, and I can feel him throbbing inside of me. I reach between my legs and cup his hairy balls, feeling them pulse with every contraction. He pulls out, and I turn around to suck his dick clean. Which isn’t something straight people do lol. Anyway, this was my first experience with a homeless man, but not my last. to be continued...

Uncle Dom walked towards him, a black harness strapped across his thick and hairy chest. Nipples were weighed down with thick metal rings, and so was his cock. Andrew gulped, he watched his uncle lazily walk towards him across the church hall. His thick cock swinging, the thing was massive, Andrew couldn't take his eyes off of it. He tried to convince himself that this was weird, that he should run, but his feet stuck to the floor. "Andrew, I see you made it" Andrews eyes darted from the thick cock infront of him, to the handsome face of his uncle. "Um, I.. uh" Andrew stammered, this was all too much. His Uncle, the man of his dreams was stood right in front of him, beads of sweat running down his hairy chest. A large Biohazard tattoo emblazoned proudly beneath his navel. "Come meet some of my brothers" Dom grabbed his hand, completely ignoring the stuttering twink infront of him. He didn't care that he was naked infront of his own nephew, his own flesh and blood. He did care, his thick pierced cock twitched at the potential this scene had. It had been Father's idea, he had asked the congregation for new blood, Dom had kindly offered up his male relatives. Andrew was led across the room, to a group of lads sat around on some broken pews, each of them scantily clad. They each bore plenty of tattoos; scorpions, biohazard symbols, devils. Each of them also were adorn with plenty of metal. Andrew could see plenty of barbells hanging from nipples, and bull rings in noses. Besides his Uncles own Prince Albert, he could see plenty of others alongside a load of other different cock piercings. The skinheads all turned to appraise the fresh meat that had turned up at their door. "Whose this fag?" A pale skinhead asked, he had "POZ PIG" emblazoned in wicked looking letters across his chest. Andrew immediately glanced at the floor, he didn't know what to do. Immediately he felt Doms strong hand rest on his shoulder. "The fans my nephew, he's here to convert" "Oh is he? Huh fag? Want to join the dark ones church? Ready for his gifts?" Andrew didn't know what was going on, he looked up and met Poz Pigs gaze. The man was now standing inches from his face, he was skinnier that his Uncle, but he was wiry. Andrew shrunk a little, he knew he couldn't face up to a man like him, better to roll over. "I.. uh, I'm not sure I'm supposed to be..." A slap landed across Andrews face, his eyes watered a little bit, his gaze returning to the floor. His eyes caught a glimpse of his uncle, smirking, his cock now fully hard watching this play out. "Oh your supposed to be here fag, Father said so. Now be a good little fag and know your fucking place" Poz Pig spat the last words into Andrews face, his hand now resting under his chin. Andrew winced as his face was upturned to Poz Pigs, his body was so close, he could feel the head of his pierced cock press into his stomach. Now the energy of the room had shifted, the commotion had roused a few onlookers from the rest of the room. Uncle Doms 'brothers' were now all eyes on Andrew, as they watched him look up into Poz Pigs face. Another smack landed across Andrews face, the hand under his jaw holding him in place. Andrew submitted, part of him slipped away. He had never really thought of himself as a submissive person, but as he felt the eyes of all these alpha men and his uncle on him, he couldn't help it. He struggled to meet Poz Pigs gaze, he knew now that he was at the bottom of this particular food chain. "Ease up on the fag, its his first day" Uncle Dom stepped in, he knew when to assert his dominance. Placing his big hands on his shoulders, Uncle Dom steered Andrew away from Poz Pig and towards the bulk of the group of 'brothers'. Taking a seat at one of the pews that were piled up in the Church Hall, he directed Andrew onto his knee. Andrew still reeling from his submission to Poz Pig, didn't think twice sitting on his uncles naked leg, inches away from the thick cock that had only hypnotised him minutes ago. Uncle Dom rested a strong arm around his waist, securing Andrew onto his leg. He wasn't going anywhere unless Uncle Dom let him. A few men from across the hall had turned back to their smoking and conversations, but a few had not. Big white clouds erupted irregularly from the groups, the smokers attitudes steadily changing. A bong was slowly making its way round Andrews captors group aswell, passing from hand to hand. "Fucking good shit Dom, guna make today's service so fucking good" Poz Pig was surrounded by a thick cloud of white chemical smelling smoke. "Thought I'd bring the good shit for my nephews introduction, the fags not guna know what hit him" Andrew squirmed in his Uncles lap, then action only prompting Doms arms to grip him tighter, pulling him further into his Uncles crotch. Andrew could feel his Uncles thick piercing press against the small of his back, his cock pushing underneath his shirt. "I.. uh" "Quiet now boy" The command came from his uncle, again Andrew felt the call to submit. Where was this all coming from? he wasn't usually so docile. The glass pipe changed hands one more, his uncle releasing Andrews waist to accept the gift. The lighter burned as Andrew watched his uncle fill the pipe with white smoke, his big hands clutching the glass bong. He watched as the pipe emptied and his Uncle place it on the pew next to him. Andrew knew what was in the pipe, he knew what the biohazard tattoo in his uncles lap meant. Andrew turned to look at his Uncle Dom, his eyes glassy, he was looking at Andrew. A need was in his eyes, and Andrew could only oblige, leaning in Andrews lips parted as his Uncle Dom shotgunned the Tina into his lungs.

the alarm goes off at 7 waking me, as I wake up remembering where I am I roll over seeing sir. he smiles saying morning I've something for you as he pulls the sheet back. his cock has morning wood, without being told I dive into it worshiping it as sir tells me to ride it. still lubed with his cum I straddle him, position myself and impale myself balls deep in one motion just letting out a groan as he watches me fuck myself in his cock. enjoying the show and feeling he tells me to ride the cum out of him. I smile back telling him my ass will milk every drop. I ride him for 15 mins and he grabs my hips n starts fucking me deeper. telling me to take his dirty load. i feel that warm feeling inside me knowing I've done my job n pleased him. a man of my word I keep riding him milking every drop till he's soft. hoping off he takes me to the shower where I kneel waiting for his piss. it's strong as he pisses over my face into my mouth, where I gulp as much of it as i can. finished he tells me to clean up for work and walks out. after a shower and shave I change into work clothes still with the cock cage on. walking into the kitchen he tells me haven't I forgotten something and I see he holding the locking butt plug. I undo my belt and present my ass. sliding a finger into me he gets some of his cum for lube n slides the plug into me and locking it, leaning over he whispers who owns you, I reply you do sir. he slaps my ass as i dress telling me to come straight back after work. I'm still tired and feel run down at work as I've not eaten anything, limited sleep and only drunk piss for 2 days. I muddle through work waiting for the end so I can get back to sir. the end of the day and I excuse myself and start back for the apartment and before I'm even inside sir texts me telling me he left the door open and a change of clothes at the entrance. he's expecting a friend round so I'm to cook dinner and let him in if he arrives before sir. opening the door I step inside only to find .. nothing.. there's a note with a collar on-top of it saying this is all I need. stripping I put on the collar and grab my clothes and take then to the bed room. catching myself in the mirror I see myself naked except cock cage, collar, smiling I turn and spread my ass So i can see the plug, happy with what I see I just go mmm as I leave for the kitchen. he's left notes and everything I need to prepare dinner when I hear a knock on the door. hesitant for only a moment I go and open the door and the man in says he the friend sir is expecting. I open the door fully exposing myself and letting him in. his eyes roam over my body as I ask him if he wants a drink and go back to making dinner. he makes himself at home pulling a beer from the fridge watching me. not long after sir arrives grabbing a beer as they both go to the lounge. everything is ready for dinner, I tell sir and we eat, he introduces his friend(brian). telling me to suck his cock. I go under the table and pull out his cock n suck him well. 12 min in he blows, getting out from the table I sit down again as sir points to my cheak telling me I missed some. I wipe my finger across it see the cum and lick it clean. I tidy the table and they have another beer for his friend leaves. later on I'm sucking him on the couch when im look up he videoing me, I smile, as he asks. are you enjoying that... yes sir very much What are you.... I'm a bitch sir, your bitch looks like you like my cock... I love your cock and your cum you known thats poz cock your sucking.... yes sir I love your poz cock. you like it cumming in you. yes sir this bitch loves your poz cock and cum in me. he smiles and grabs the back of my head as he starts fucking my mouth, cumming balls deep after 10 mins it feels like hes just squirted his load directly into my stomach. I sit there happy when he shows me the video n asks what should we tell your wife... I thought I'd be wtf what do I do, but I just think i need to stay here. I say I need to tell her im not cumming back. he pulls me up and passionately kisses me as we makes out on the couch telling me i will tell her that. like a honeymoon couple he fucks n breeds me a couple of times and tells me that I need to quit my job as well as leave my wife. I just reply yes sir. the alarm wakes me in the morning again and i automatically head for sirs cock which I devour rewarded I swallow his fresh creamy load 10 min in. holding the back of my head I feel his cock soften in my mouth and then the tang n wetness as he feeds me his piss. swallowing it all I get up and shower n shave. naked and dried I go back to sir and ask if I can have my plug. he returns with more cum cubes and slides them in telling me since I missed the morning load we can't have it going without, and locks the plug in place. dressed ready to leave sir tells me to remember that i have to resign from work and he wants a copy of the letter. I reply... yes sir. it's 10 when I hand in my letter an I'm straight in the managers office. they ask the usual questions but in the end they know im leaving so ask me to stay longer to finish the project. getting back to sirs at the end of the day I strip and collar as required then I show him the pic if the letter and tell him what's happening. he says good that sorted we can leave you wife till later. now come here I want to fuck you. leaning me over the couch he turns the tv on and playing is the video of me he made while I sucked his cock just repeating itself. my face and voice large... you known thats poz cock your sucking.... yes sir I love your poz cock. you like it cumming in you. yes sir this bitch loves your poz cock and cum in me. I feel him inside me and beg him to knock me up and give me his babies. he doesn't last long unloading deep in me. still bent over he slides his fingers in me, I push back wantingly begging him to use me. hes not gentle this time and I feel something rip as his hand pops into me but I'm in lust and just push back more. wrist deep I just say fuck yes and he's spends time fisting me and loosening my ass. handing me some poppers I hit them, hes stopped moving his hand and as the poppers hit me I push back my ass swallowing more of his arm. I'm focused on my ass n his arm I lose track of time and when we finish he's been fisting me for over an hour. im shattered n a sweaty mess my ass won't close but I'm happy. we go to bed where sir pumps another load into me telling me he knows I'm already pregnant with his babies but I need more cum. I drift off to sleep. I don't wake up from the alarm this morning, its sir using me n pumping another load into me. I feel the warmth of his cum but he holds me there and I feel a warmer stronger feeling as he starts to fill me with his morning piss, telling me to not spill a drop. he finishs and I clench my ass as he pulls out managing to do as he said. I go to the bathroom and shower shave clean out. follow the morning ritual of cum cubes n locking me before I leave for work. I can't focus as I'm tired shattered n horny I haven't cum in 4 days due to the cock cage and it drags on till I get back home to sir. arriving back at sirs apartment hes waiting there and tells me I have to call my wife and tell her work is keeping me here a bit longer. I start calling as he bends me over the couch, slides the plug out as she answers. I tell her about working longer as sir slides into me. I close my eyes focusing on his cock as she continues to talk about "things". I've zoned out in pig mode and just saying the appropriate yes/no/dear as required. sir is still fucking me when we say goodbye and he tells me I'm not going back there ... I reply saying... yes sir I know, I'm yours, n need you. I need your cum, spurred on he blows a load into me and fucks it deeper. the routine continues for the next 5 days as he breeds me at least 3 times a day. he tells me it's time I called my wife and tell her I'm leaving, she can keep everything as I've found someone else. he just watches as I talk to her, repeating what he has said. she's screaming at me as he takes the phone from me, hangs up and breaks it in half, handing me a new phone telling me that part of my life is gone. 2 days after that I wake up sweating and feeling as hit by a truck.. I'm converting. I tell sir and I receive the most passionate kiss I've ever had. I'm happy that I've pleased him. I don't think oh no what have I done, just a mmmmm. i sleep for most of the day and feel a little better. sir nurses me and looks after me for the next 3 days tenderly giving me time to get over the initial symptoms (while still fucking his loads into me), by then I'm more normal and sir takes me to the doctor where a quick test confirms I'm pregnant to sir and have his babies In me... HIV positive. back home sir is beaming with pride and tells me me I have finally transitioned from bitch to pig, something in my head clicks and I know im where I need to be.

Looking for a new pig

Andrew felt dizzy as he exhaled, his uncles lips leaving his. He knew it was wrong, they were related, it was incest. But his head couldn't wrap around why, suddenly he felt it, a hornyness coming from deep inside him. Sat in his Uncles lap, he looked into his eyes and again kissed him. Dom's tongue battled against him, Andrew's body was on fire, all he knew was that he needed to kiss him. He needed to kiss his uncle, badly. Grinding his pert ass into his uncles thick pierced cock, feeling as it left streakes of precum all over his lower back and his jeans. He felt his Uncle bite down on his lip, he whimpered. Andrew needed this, he needed the love of his older Alpha Uncle to tame his inner fag. He felt his Uncles rough hands, reach around him, feeling them pull at the hem of his shirt. Pulling off his shirt, Andrew broke the kiss, glancing around the room as he now saw several alpha men, now all idly playing with their cocks watching his Uncle accost him. The horniness crashed into him like a wave, knowing that all these men were watching him get fondled like a cheap whole. He turned back to his Uncle, and kissed him hard, he knew he needed to show all the men in the room what a fag he was. Turning around in his Uncles lap, Andrew now faced Dom. Doms hands grasped his ass cheeks, groping them and playing with his jeans exposing Andrews ass to the whole room. "Now now Dom, Father will be first to fuck the little fags cunt. We just need to get him nice and twisted" A hand traced up the small of Andrews back, Poz Pig was stood behind him. Resting a hand on his on his shoulder, Andrew broke the kiss with his Uncle, just as Poz Pig, his thick hanging cock visibly leaking precum onto the floor, picked up the pipe again. "Suck on Daddies Poz Glass cock" He said, holding out the pipe. Andrews lips wrapped round the pipe, he had never dreamed of trying Tina for the first time today, let alone whilst committing incest. He too a deep drag, just as he began to relax, Poz Pigs' hand quickly covered his nose and mouth. "Keep it in fag, we guna get you nice and twisted for Father, your conversion is guna be sweet!" Andrews lungs cried out, and wave after wave of high crashed over him. When finally he was able to exhale, Poz Pig had him drag from the pipe again, he was helpless. A smile was spreading across his chemed up face, and Andrew felt warm all over. His cunt was grinding into his uncles hands as he collapsed onto Doms chest, he was fucked. "The boys good and messed up now, can't believe you got him to come" A voice sounded off in the distance. "Yeah the little fags been practically eye fucking me for a year, ever since his boy pussy turned 18 I've been dreaming of this day" Dom replied. Andrew held on tightly as his Uncle picked him up, carrying him in his arms his body felt relaxed. Looking around he could see he had the attention of all the men in the old church hall. He stared at all of the cocks he went past, some guys were sucking each other off, passing pipes between them. But the focus was on him. "Please fuck me!" Andrew blurted out, he couldn't help it. His hole was on fire, and he was desperate for anyone to fill it, he knew what it meant. He knew that if anyone fucked him in that room, he would be knocked up, permanently. He didn't care, he just wanted a load, any load. Especially his uncles load, Andrew desperately wanted his Uncles dirty poz load. "Shh boy... Uncle Dom's guna give you his strain soon boy, just gotta wait for Father first" Dom spoke softly, barely whispering. He lay Andrew down on a dirty mattress on the dias, and ran his hands down to Andrews jeans. Rip! The sound of tearing fabric filled the room as Uncle Dom ripped off Andrews jeans and underwear, leaving him naked and exposed on the mattress. Andrew gazed down on his body, his cock was tiny, shriveled. Though he was horny as fuck, there was no way he was guna be fucking anyone. That was the point, Andrew knew that his place as a fag was to take every load he could. Uncle Dom stepped away and Andrew turned his head to approaching footsteps. Father had arrived.

Part 7 “Get on all four, bitch! Your ass is way nicer than your face.” Humiliation is not my cup of tea, but the gruff voice commanding the “bitch” next room was fucking sexy. The thumping ended few minutes ago, and the “bottom” was sobbing quietly, just loud enough to hear if I put my ear against the wall. This is my voyeur side. My motto is: safer to watch than participate… But here I was, in a bathhouse for the first-time ever in my life, having conspired with my neighbor (which I still don’t know his real name), to knowingly poz another not so innocent guy. My neighbor, an old man who shown me his two-side personality: a talented cocksucker and a wicked poz fucker. To say I was conflicted is the least I can say. “Arrgghhh!” came from the other side. It started me. I put back my ear at the partition. “What do you say?” the sexy voice asked. “Th… Thank you sir, may I have… another one?” “If you insists…” I read stories about this type of play between master/sub, but in real life? How naïve am I? I took the blue pill half and hour ago and was slowly jerking myself with no intention to cum. I poured some lube on my ass and worked two fingers in, relishing the odd sensation of being fucked, making me to want some more cocks - Mickey’s cock - back in my hole. I reached at the black-capped popper bottle without second thought and brought it to my nose like an addict. The effects were immediate, and the consequences … as expected. I open the door. The place was now dark with a few black lights here and there. I was naked, no towel, an itchy ass and a chemical-induced hardon, popper in one hand and lube in the other, sex-starved and a fucked-up mind in an almost pitched-dark and crowded bathhouse! The worst conditions for a non-adventurer like me. I bumped into few guys. At the corner, “purple-hair” was being blown by another guy. I starred for few seconds wondering how Magoo was able to get that thing up his ass. I turned around and make my way to front desk to get a towel. A large Latino was waiting in line. He was chatting with a handsome mid-aged man who was glancing at me. Two cops, fully-dressed in their uniform, were standing at the front entrance discussing with two men wrapped in towels. The younger one, early 30s, was deliberately looking at me. The popper’s fumes seem to have dissolved from my mind because reality hit me! I was stark naked in front of cops! I started fidgeting badly. I brought the powerful popper to my nose and did a double hit! Problem solved! Oops! Wasn’t it illegal? Fuck! This entire gathering was illegal due to covid restrictions! The cop just nodded and smiled back at me. I grabbed my towel and modestly scampered toward the theater. Ah! Try to find a 5-foot-tall man (probably on his knees slurping on a juicy cock) in a dark theater... You would think porn movies playing on screens would be enough for you to see who’s where? Well, you are wrong. The only sure thing was all the moans coming from the various fornication going on. I can't hardly start asking out loud for “Mr. Magoo”, isn’t it? So, I resigned myself to go from couples to trios around the room. The Latino must have followed me because he was just behind me breathing heavily on my neck. An unknown hand on my shoulder applied pressure to push me on my knees, but I resisted. I was clanging on my towel, lube and popper as walked the room to realize Magoo was no where to be seen. The Latino was on my trail. I exited the theater and entered the first door on the left to find myself in a restroom. I hurriedly hide against the L-shaped wall. Next to the urinals, Magoo was there, pissing in a funnel attached to a body. He didn’t see me. He was soothing the piss drinker with his hand, petting him like a dog. Is there anything this man doesn’t do? “Almost done”. *gurgle sound* “So good… I wished my neighbor would drink piss also… ahh…” What? Is he talking about me? *gurgle sound* *gurgle sound* “…ahh… I will have to see Doc… it’s still burn when I piss…” *gurgle sound* What? How long did I spend sucking on his cockhead today? I am poised to get some STD. *gurgle sound* “I know it's your first time, but you are doing great… Mmmh... What Mickey would say if he saw his boyfriend swallowing piss like…” What? Mickey’s friend! *gurgle gurgle gurgle sounds* “Hey don’t choke now… A little more and then it is over…” *gurgle sound* Magoo was shaking his cock, pulling the long foreskin over the head a few times. Then he saw me, still glued to the wall. “Perfect timing! Do you need to piss?” he asked. I did, but shook my head no. “Of course you need to, approach…” he ordered *gurgle sound* “We have a live urinal tonight!” he said proudly like a salesrep showing the greatest appliance in the world. *gurgle gurgle agitated sounds "You have another customer pissboy... open wide..." Magoo said laughing at his own joke after spitting a couple of time right in the beak funnel. In three swift moves, Magoo pushed me closer to the human urinal with his hips, fed me poppers and pointed my cock to the funnel. "Now piss”

Once I am up and running again I am considering getting my Dick (see attached pic) pierced. What would look best do you think between a PA or a Jacob's Ladder, considering the overall structure of my Dick? Maybe bottoms could impart their experience(s) on how the piercings feel as they get fucked. Tell me through emoji reaction; PA: 💟 Jacob's Ladder: 🐷 Comments also very much welcomed.

This post is hilarious for many reasons. One of which is the entire “he’s hot (which he’s really not) and I don’t care what his beliefs are he can fuck me senseless.” You guys must not get out much cause this dude is a 6, on his best day. Not saying I wouldn’t fuck a 6, but all this fawning is ridiculous. Meanwhile, dudes like me have to answer a damn near survey about my housing situation, relationship status, where I work, medical records, etc plus have six pack abs all the while having a 10 inch dick with a thug personality before most guys will even consider a casual hookup. I wonder why that is.....?!

Just spent the last 6 hours blowing clouds & getting my cunthole raided & bred by this big scally dick! The horny fukka as filled me with 4 very big thick loads & had me howling in ecstasy all night. Letting him rest a while before milking load 5 outa him! 🤪🤤🍆💦💦💦💦

Met with an Otter couple, both seropositive, who insisted they should both top me raw. Just on Prep and have to say, was so hot watching a couple share your hole. Second partner used his husbands cum as lube. Felt good to be used 😈

Part III-Boys Slammed in the Sling The man inside Mikey was brutal. He repeatedly pulled his cock all the way out and slammed it in. “Fucking faggot,” he said, spitting on Mikey’s face. “You’re a goddamn whore. You think you can say no to this?” He pulled his cock all the way out and stepped back a few feet, stroking his full ten inches. His cock glistened from the loads and juices inside Mikey, and he used its stickiness when he pressed the tip into the baggie of meth. Mikey was still wailing when Joe slammed into him with a cock covered in meth. “You’re gonna be my whore tonight,” he said. Behind Mikey, I could hear Bill soothing him. Bruce had the camera fixed on my face, recording my reactions as I saw Mikey being seeded by this hairy mean man. Behind me, Tom was gently but forcefully raping my ass. But he was going very slowly, compared to the man fucking Mikey, a man the other men referred to as Joe. For every stroke into me by Tom, Joe finished three or four into Mikey. And he took a lot of breaks, and was now staying outside of my hole, stroking ass cheeks. Bruce grinned at me. “You know it is gonna be your turn next, right?” Mikey moaned suddenly, against the steady sound of skin slapping skin and the creaking of the sling as it rocked back and forth from the force of Joe fucking Mikey. “It’s gonna be ok, Mikey,” Bill said, stroking his forehead. “This man just wants what’s his. Tell him how much you like him.” “It’s...too much...” Mikey said, grimacing. Joe smiled down wickedly at him, and took his cock out, leaving the head nestled right at the entrance to Mikey’s pussy. The powder had already been absorbed by Mikey’s hole, and Joe seemed proud of himself. “That’s one fucked up faggot,” Joe said. “C’mon faggot: Tell me you want it hard.” Mikey’s eyes got wide as he whimpered and seemed to be talking to Bill. “No more, please...” Joe laughed. “There’s gonna be lots more, faggot.” He pushed his cock in and out twice, very quickly, and Mikey gasped. Bill also laughed, but once Joe had backed away he started pulling Mikey out of the sling. “You can have a break, kid,” he said, keeping his hand pressed against the small of Mikey’s naked backside as he led him to the other side of the room, where two guys in their late forties or early fifties were stroking their cocks, waiting. After Bill forced Mikey onto his knees to start servicing them, he waltzed over to me and grabbed me forcefully. “C’mon princess,” he said, walking me over to the sling. Bruce filmed him helping me into the sling, but I noticed he put the camera down as Tom handed Bill a few things from a bag near the sling. When I got a clearer picture I could see that Bill was holding a needle and a tie of some sort, and after I was on the sling he prepped my bicep and twisted my arm until he found a vein. Tom came over and dabbed the area with a swab as Bill leaned in. “Don’t move a muscle, boy,” he said. I obeyed as he injected me. I felt the effect right away. A rush came over me, almost the instant that the needle pierced my vein. It was like a sudden rush of dopamine, coursing through my body, and just as suddenly, desperately, I wanted every man in that room to fuck me. Needed them to fuck me. Bruce put the camera right above my face, the light burning into my eyes as I let out a low moan. Bruce moved the camera to my side, giving me a view of Bill who was between my legs, gently stroking at my beaten and bruised hole. “What’s your name, boy?” Bill asked while the tips of his forefingers circled around my pucker. “You know my name...sir...” I said, uncertainly. “Talk to the camera, princess.” I turned to the camera. I could also see myself on the TV, being livestreamed. “Sean,” I said. “And how do you feel Sean?” Bruce licked his lips as he filmed me. “I feel...high.” Bruce and Bill laughed at that. “You feel good, boy?” Bruce asked me. “Yes, sir.” I did feel good. Damn good. I wanted, no, I needed those fingers in me! “What’s that man doing to you, Sean?” Bruce asked. “He’s...oh!” I moaned as Bill’s finger went in. “He’s...fingering me,” I said, letting out a sigh. “Shhh, baby boy, shh...” Bruce stroked my forehead. “Just ride that wave boy, let it happen. You feel good, right?” I nodded, my eyes blissfully closed. I felt Bruce’s cock hardening against my cheek. “That’s good. No reason not to feel even better, right?” I opened my eyes. He was smiling down at me, his left hand stroking his foreskin against my cheek. I was sweating now, very hot and suddenly I needed something, anything to drink. “Water?” Tom came over and pressed a cup of very bitter Gatorade into my mouth. “Just have some of this, kiddo.” After I finished drinking it all, I had to refrain from spitting because the taste was so terrible. Once I finished, Bruce pressed his cock against my lips. “Now this is very important, Sean. We need you to tell us what you want.” “I want...I need...to fuck,” I said, twisting in the sling. My holes felt like magnets trying to pull at, swallow the cocks around me. Bill chuckled, standing over me, holding my limp cock in one hand and using the other to press his dick against its final target. “Get fucked, you mean.” I nodded slightly, still keeping my eyes closed. Bruce nudged my cheek again with his cock. “Tell us what you want.” “Fuck me,” I moaned, opening my eyes, and my mouth for his cock, and wiggling my hips to invite Bill inside me. “Louder, princess,” Bill said, moving his cock inside me. “Tell me where you want me to put this.” “In my ass, sir!” Bruce slapped me. “Remember your first lesson bitch,” he said. “What did Bill press his cock into?” “My pussy,” I said, moaning again as Bill moved his cock around inside me and Bruce held his against my face. “That’s my pussy,” Bill corrected me, nodding over at Bruce, who was laughing. “Best twenty bucks I spent this month,” Bill said. “What do-“ I was starting to ask a question, confused, when Bruce’s cock filled my mouth. “More time for that later,” Bruce said. “Now suck bitch.” I was lost in heat as these two men savagely penetrated my holes for the next twenty minutes or so. Neither of them came. When Bill thrust inside me for the last time, he leaned over and Bruce took his cock out of my mouth, and Bill kissed me. “You’ve got a long night, princess,” he whispered, then stood up and backed away. As I watched him go, I realized what he meant. A line of men had formed behind him, and Joe was first up. “How old are you, faggot?” Joe asked. He was very nonchalant, like we were talking at a cafe instead of a dingy basement with my ass open to his pierced dick. “N-nineteen,” I stammered. I was still lost in a drug fugue. Sweaty, dizzy and craving cock like I never had before. A voice inside of me was struggling to get out: They're filming this! They're fucking you raw! You have to say something! You have to stop them! “Good. So you're legal. You got a name, boy?” “Sean,” I said again. He must not have been listening earlier. “And does Sean have a daddy?” Joe asked, his cock pressing against my pucker. “I, I don’t know...” I said, confused. “I’m his daddy now,” Bill said from the other side of the room. Joe nodded, staring intently at me. "Has your daddy been fucking you boy?" I nodded. "Yes, sir." Joe smiled. "That's good. He's been opening you up for the rest of us. Is that what you wanted?" Joe's demeanor changed entirely. Now suddenly he was sweet, speaking gently to me, like I was a kid. "You wanted all these men to fuck you?" I groaned. "Yes, sir," I said. My inner voice recoiled. No! You're getting drugged and raped you dumb fuck! On another side of the room, I could hear Mikey moaning. In the corner of my eye I saw him being spit roasted between the two old guys, who were recording it with their own camera phones. I turned my attention back to Joe. Joe was stroking, looking back at Bill. “Daddy Bill, do I have your permission to fuck this pussy?” I looked over to Bill, who nodded, smiling at me. “Yes you do, Joe. You have permission to do whatever you want to that boy.” I looked back at Joe, my eyes wide. He had a giant cock, and I had never taken anything that big before, let alone something with a piercing. “See bitch,” Joe explained as he worked his pierced dick into my pussy. “You may be a cumdump, but you’re spoken for. I need permission.” With that, he shoved the remainder of his dick inside me. I shrieked, and Tom came over and put his dick in my mouth. “Shhh...” he said, stroking my forehead. “Your whore mouth has other work to do.” “Just ride that wave,” Bruce reminded me, his camera focused on Joe’s cock moving in and out, tearing apart my insides with his piercing. Bill came over to stand beside me, putting his cock in my mouth alongside Tom’s cock. “This is just a preview, whore,” Bill said. “We have a lot more shooting to do before this film is finished. And you’re gonna take a lot more cocks up that pussy.” I moaned, fixated on the cocks in my holes. And suddenly I realized that I was just a hole. A boy. A pussy. An object for these men to violently fuck and abuse. And in that instant I realized that nothing else mattered, except getting them off. My inner voice relented: You're a whore. And you're a hole. Joe started to get close. He had been fucking without release, between me and Mikey, for a while at that point. “I’m getting close,” he grunted, his wide, bloodshot eyes staring right into my cock filled face. “Where do you want it?” He glanced up at Bill. I no longer made the decisions about my body. “Poz that whore’s pussy,” Bill said, grinning down at me. A few strokes later, Joe screamed, releasing his dirty load into my pussy. Bruce swung the camera down towards my hole, getting a close up as he slowly pulled his dick out, glistening with pink cum. Another man who was stroking in line behind Joe came up to me, grinning. "Bill, can I fuck this faggot up next?" He was an older, burly chested guy with silver hair. I recognized him from the clubs. He took out his cell phone, recording as he lined his dick against my cum splattered hole. You are a whore. You are a hole. "Yes, of course Rob," Bill said, and took his cock out of my mouth to lean down and whisper to me as Rob pressed his thick cock inside me. It was not nearly as long as Joe's, but what it lacked in length it made up in girth and curvature. Bill whispered in my ear: "Bruce and I made a deal. He gave me to you for twenty bucks, for my birthday." Bill smiled at me, as Tom continued pressing his hard on inside my mouth. Bill's hands snaked down my chest and stomach until he pulled at my limp dick and balls, giving Rob a better shot of his cock going in and out of my ass. "Good work," Bill said. "Open that pussy up." He leaned in again and continued whispering: "Now, I get to decide who stars in the next couple of scenes. So you can either keep going, or you can have Mikey take over." He nodded over to Mikey on the other side of the room, who was now servicing three cocks. Bruce had moved the camera to hover right above Mikey's hole as he was pulled between two daddies. "You have daddies in both ends," Bruce said, taunting Mikey. "You're being a very good girl, taking those daddy dicks." Bill leaned in, stroking my dick as my hole was massaged by Rob's thick dick. "What's it gonna be? You or Mikey?" My inner voice: You are a whore. You are a hole. You do what your daddy says. "Whatever you want, Daddy Bill," I said, giving myself over to the high, to the cocks that were moving inside me. "Good answer, princess," Bill said, stroking my face. "Okay, Rob, time for a break. " Rob lingered over my hole for a minute, thrusting in a few more times and recording it with his phone. He looked disappointed that he wasn't able to finish inside me. "Don't worry," Bill explained as he helped lift me out of the sling. "Everyone will get a chance to fuck Sean later." He beckoned Mikey over, and the tops who were splitting him in two reluctantly stopped and carried his limp body back to the sling. Bruce's camera lingered on Mikey's face, as he twisted and turned. He was completely out of it and fucked up on whatever cocktail of drugs the men were feeding us, but he hadn't given himself over to them yet. Bruce: "You ready for some more dick, Mikey boy?" Mikey shook his head vigorously. "No, no more, please..." Rob pressed his cock inside Mikey's boypussy while Jerome came back over and fed his mouth. Jerome was pressing his cock around Mikey's face as the kid winced. "I thought you were a top," Jerome said, laughing at him. "You open up a lot of boyholes with that cock?" Rob grabbed his cock and pushed it away so that Rob's camera would have a better, unobstructed view of Mikey's violation. "Please....stop..." Mikey said. "Sorry, Mikey boy, no can do," Bill explained. He looked over at Bruce. "Ready for the next scene?" "Absolutely," Bruce said. He pointed the camera at Mikey's face. "Daddy's Pussyboys, next scene: Mikey's Hole Gets Wrecked." "No!" Mikey started to scream, but a cock muffled him, and Rob started fucking him faster. Bill walked over and gently held me as Mikey was violated. "Just watch and learn, princess," he said, stroking my hole. You are a whore. You are a hole. My inner voice was never more certain.

Part 6 I was still in the room, the Viagra was now in full-effect, and the thumping next room had reached a crescendo announcing the inevitable conclusion of a breeding. Two fingers had found their way up my pussy, mixing the cum and my spit into a bubbly cream. My mind reverted to Mickey’s cum. “No time” “But it’s running down my legs…” Mickey turned around and leaned over me, kissing me, sliding his tongue deep in my mouth. My hard on from all the excitement stuck between us. “Let it run, Max…” Mickey said, “no one will mind.” “You took your time” Magoo said, pointing at me as we reach the top of the stairs. The corridor leading to the sling was crowded. We had to fray our passage amongst the multitude of hands groping our nipples, balls, cocks and asses, a stroke on my cock here and there, someone even try to push a finger in me! A second sling was mounted, and opposite a table similar to a massage table but narrower was installed. In the first sling, Mickey’s friend was getting spit-roasted by two chunky biker-like guys in leather jockstraps. Mickey was already hopping in the second sling, next to his friend. Magoo kneeled down and started fluffing me for a minute or two. Someone put his hand on my lower back, pushing me forward. “Max, it’s time to fuck.” I nodded. As I positioned myself between his legs, Mickey was smiling back at me. “Fair trade” he mouthed me. “Fair…” I pushed my cock the first two inches “…trade” sinking the rest until I felt his balls in my pubes. I stroke his cock 5-6 times; me, fully-embedded in Mickey’s warm hole, then I grabbed both chains of the sling, slided my cock two-third out, then pulling on sling with force as I pushed my hard cock back in his ass where it belonged. A tall guy with a grey goatee nestled his cock in my crack, humping it up and down and started playing with my nipples. Wired to them or not, my cock was hard by all the sensation of this interaction. Magoo was on my side, his hand caressing my stomach. If anyone would have counted, it took me 312 thrusts from start to finish, spewing my pent-up load in Mickey’s ass. Woof! It was my first full fuck in 312 days since March 13 when I was forced to stay home due to covid! Yeah, I jerked off a lot and got few nuts down Mr. Magoo’s throat, but it all got eclipsed from this public fuck. I came back to earth realizing that a closer crowd was cheering up at my “exploit”. One of them was the front desk, the one with purple hair. He was holding a digital camera and filming. Unbeknownst to me, the camera was retransmitting the scene through the Wi-Fi to all the bathhouse screens for all to see… As I started looking back and forth between Magoo to Mickey, the latter senses something was wrong and probe me to tell him what was going on. I got nervous and I could feel Mr. Magoo closer to me as ever. I start stuttering. “Uhh… I… well… I… really… how can I say…” “Spit it out Max, for god’s sake”, cut Magoo. “I’m sorry… I… I… lied…” I finally said. “What do you mean, you lied? asked a concerned Mickey, trying vainly to get out of the sling only to have more hands keeping him in. “Come on…!” Magoo encouraged. “I’m poz…” It was one of these strangest awkward times when everyone talks to each other loudly and then abruptly stop exactly at the moment you whisper your most intimate and darkest secret to another one. It only lasted a second, then the crowd cheered up as if I just made a winning touch-down at the super bowl! “I’m-poz-I-am-sorry-you-were-so-hot-I-wasn’t-able-to…” I spoke so fast I am sure Mickey didn’t understand anything. “Blah… blah… blah…” Magoo intervened, pushing me out of the way and slamming home his cock. “Urrggh…” exclaimed Mickey, surprised and shocked. “No… not you…” “Pffft! Like a poz cock or another would make a difference! You took your first poz cock like a pro. Did you felt any difference? No. Now you have my cock in you, beside the fact that I am quite bigger than Max here, do you feel any difference? No. Period. End of discussion. Now we are going to make sure you get poz once and for all. As for you, Max, don’t venture too far. With this delirious crowd, who knows what can happen to you.” So, I stuck around, full of remorse, close to Magoo, rocking with him, with the sling. Another pair of guys were at work on Mickey’s friend. One of them was an all-wrinkled thin man - a skeleton by all means with a lot of lesions - was fucking him slowly. “HIV last stage” murmured the front desk guy who had found his way next to me, nudging his big dong on my thigh. I looked back at Mickey. I felt like something was at odd. For a short moment, I almost saw a smirk on Mickey’s face.

Part 5 I woke up in the room (how did I get here again?!) to a thump, thump rhythm coming from the other side wall. Someone was getting fuck because as I pay more attention, I discerned a muffled voice: thump… Uhn! thump… Uhn! thump… Ahh! Uhn! thump… Uhn! thump… Ow! Almost hypnotizing. Some other voices were encouraging/appreciating with “yeah, take it man”, “fuck him” or simply “hot”. I had a beginning of a headache. My hand went to my hole. No plug. Sore and sticky. Cum must have leaked, maybe lube leftover. As I circle a finger at my hole, I noticed one of Magoo’s shoe on the floor with a piece of paper sticking out it. My index was now deep in my hole, reluctantly I pulled it out and suck it clean. I was still uncomfortable of having a guy shoot his load up my ass, but it was Mickey’s clean load and he was negative too, at Magoo’s damn. I dive my finger back a few times to collect the cum and savor it. As I lick the cum remnant off my finger, I realized how much I liked it. For some reason, it wasn’t the same as when I eat my own cum. Finger cleaned; I extended my arm to grab the paper. In the dimmed-light room, it was hard to read: “After you wake up, swallow the Viagra. Grab the lube and the popper and join me back at the theater space. Don’t shower, don’t piss… and don’t eat all that cum out of your ass, you whore. I dropped your towel at the front desk. Pick up a clean one.” It was signed “Grandpa”… I read the paper a second time, how did he knew I was going to “eat the cum from my ass”? I look back at the shoe, indeed the two bottles were there. The blue pill had found his way inside the dirty shoe, as I tilt it up, another pill rolled down, small and pink. A children aspirin! Yeah, that would help. I popped both pills and lay back down remembering the last few hours. Everything went exactly like Magoo told me: Mickey fucked me bareback, twice as a matter of fact; I fucked him back, lied about being poz, and Magoo and his friends stepped in right after. I don’t think we will ever see Mr. Magoo smiling like this. Unspeakable. After sucking on Magoo’s cockhead for a while as he recounted some of his past encounters. After he left, I went to the showers, situated between the small pool and the dry sauna. Mickey was there alone. He nodded at me, but didn’t say any of his usual derogatory remark. “You alone?”, he asked. “No, not really. I came with a friend” I responded. “The short old man?” “Yes” “He fucks you? “Oh god no! He is poz…” “He could fuck you with a rubber” I replied nonchalantly. “I wouldn’t take the risk. Anyway, he only fucks bareback.” “Huh? Still surprising he can get it up”, he said laughing at the idea. “Yeah, and he has a nice one too. He gives awesome blowjob.” “Urrggh… old trolls sucking…” “A mouth is a mouth, and like I said… awesome…” “I’ll take your word for it.” “You had some fun?” “Nah, just fuck my friend earlier in the sling.” “Oh yeah, it was hot seeing you fuck.” “Really, you thought I was hot?” “Yeah your hot” I replied seeing an opening to put Magoo’s plan in motion “Hmmm… hot enough to put out for me?” “Well… I don’t get fuck… not often… but with you…” “Your hot too and I don’t know what I would give to have a go at your hole…” “Your ass” I said. I can’t believe how easy he was making my task! “What?” “You said you didn’t know what you would give and I said your ass. I let you fuck me, and in return, you let me fuck you. Fair trade.” “I don’t know. I know you but… I’m neg and I am like you, I want to stay that way.” “We are both neg and we both want to fuck each other, so why not?” Here I was, at Magoo’s request, pimping my own ass to satisfy the old man urges. And using the same deceiving tactic Mickey and his friend used on others. Mr. Magoo was a devious stealther. “Okay, lets go in the dry sauna. No ones in, and I don’t want pry eyes.” Here I was on my back in the dry sauna, fucked by Mickey. A royal fuck. Mickey pounded me hard, more than I expected. Who could believe that such slender body can fiercely fuck like a beast? “Fuck off!” Mickey yelled every time someone venture in. Sweat was rolling from Mickey’s stomach directly down to my hole, providing incessant lube. The sloshy sounds added to our moans and grunts were worthy of a class B porn movie. “I’m coming…” Mickey said, still pumping without missing a beat. Suddenly, the sauna door open again. “Fuck… “ SLAP “Shut your mouth, arrogant prick” Mr. Magoo had slap Mickey who had stop mid-stroke. Now, looking at me “You little whore. You won’t let me fuck you, but you let him, HIM! fuck you?!!!” said Magoo in angry tone. “But you are poz and he is not” I replied meekly. “At least, you could have let me watch! I don’t have much pleasure at my age but for sure I would have enjoyed it, even more that your prima donna ass doesn’t get fuck often.” “I’m sorry” I said. “Hey, with his tight little ass, I can go another round for you” stated Mickey to the old man, acting proud to have something the old man can’t get. “Can you?” “Yeah. I mean… he is so hot I might even go for a third time.” “Awesome”, exclaimed Magoo. “Bring your sorry ass to the sling. Time to put a show!” With that, Magoo was out leaving a bewildered Mickey still comfortably lodged in my overflowing ass.

Authors note: Hiya, longtime fan first time post! Don't have a lot of experience with chems so hope my descriptions ain't too out of water. I'm just a chaser trying to live out my fantasy! "Hey kid, meet me at that new Church in town! Ill be there on Sunday. Uncle Dom x" Looking up from the text, Andrew glanced across the street at the old grey concrete church across the way. 'New'? This thing didn't look it, maybe it was a new congregation? Uncle Dom was an odd type, he'd only seen him a few weeks ago at family dinner when he dropped in. He had taken up a space to Andrews right, his big heavily tattooed arms bulging in his white shirt. The thin shirt did nothing to hide the glint of the metal nipple piercings that stood out on his barrel chest, with hair peaking out over the collar. Uncle Dom was massive, with a shaved head and standing at 6ft 3, he was a real site at the dinner table. Andrew remembered staring holes in the table just not to get caught staring. He knew it was wrong to find his Fathers brother so hot, but he couldn't help it. The dinner was unusual, not just for the fact that his uncle was there, but because Uncle Dom had spent the whole time going on about his new church and how he was really enjoying it. Which was unusual because Uncle Dom was never a religious man, and from the looks of him it was hard to imagine. He had also spent a fair amount of time asking about my age and if I had a girlfriend. It was all very odd, then only a few days later this message came out of the blue. Steeling himself Andrew crossed the street, making his way to the black double doors of the dark church. The cross above the door askew, and Andrew wondered why anyone would ever think to set up in such a rundown shithole like this. Uncle Dom had said he really enjoyed this church, and whilst Andrew wasn't particularly religious himself, he wanted to impress him. Andrew wanted to be a lot like his Uncle Dom, he wanted to shave his head and get tattoos and piercings just like him. He wanted to be big and strong just like his Dad and his uncle, though in that regard he was not. He was 5ft 8, he was skinny, and even though he was 18, he was yet to get a tattoo or a piercing. He wasn't sure how his Dad would take it, it was one thing for his brother, a different thing entirely for his son. Crossing the threshold, a slight chemical smell wafted over him, as he was greeted by the noise and smell of a large group of men. Andrew hesitated at the door, in front of him was the strangest church he had ever seen. The cross was gone, toppled in the corner, pews pushed back and organised in a circle around the centre of the room. The lights had been replaced with red Led's and the windows has been boarded up. Men, and I mean men, were milling around in various states of undress around the pews and the centre of the room talking. A few clouds of white smoke occasionally erupted from the group as these goliaths stood in conversation. Some were shirtless, but others wore leather and rubber, fetish gear clung to tight and muscular frames. Andrew's jaw was practically on the floor when he noticed his uncle approaching him. Authors footnote: So, I'm hoping to follow a poz Sarah Palin worshiping angle. Will put up part 2 shortly. Hope you get a good wank out of it!

back to my old habits lol - so there is this married guy i know from the gym ( esp the showers and gym sauna) who over the last two years have occasionally played in sauna or showers with j/o or oral ( mostly him sucking me) He never seemed to want to venture out of the gym as I guess he felt it was his quick way of getting off / his comfort zone. He's an in shape stocky dad , with a hairless small dick and dad type muscular body With covid this gym has shut down both showers and sauna, and it was only last week i saw him there for the first time in months.. and easily coaxed him over my house for a fuck ( our first time fucking, and according to him only the 2nd time in his life... he was a natural. Dumped a load in his ass and he never blinked. Talked about going to the xxx theater ( he has heard many stories from me about my adventures) and today he contacted me to tell me he was working up that way, and that instead of going to the gym after work, would i meet him up there. So we met up there and I fucked him while a couple of guys watched. Had him sucking on one guy as I fucked him. Then before i shot a load, i had him suck me as i watched the other guy fuck him. He blasted a nut in his ass and tho i wanted to cum in his hole too, the excitement of seeing him bred by this older black guy made me shoot a load down his throat. We couldn''t stay long, but had a quick fun time while there.

[think before following links] https://dn0.newtumbl.com/img/572053/69278970/1/51906638/nT_f3sssxy4121girecfkr23khk.mp4 Wouldn't you love to have your ass raped like this!

After I fisted HungerFF, I pissed on his rosebud. He liked that. Me, not so much, because it took fucking forever to get the piss flowing. LOL

Thank you for pointing out the obvious! I know exactly what you mean.....

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Nice lot of piercings here. Upon my recovery I am considering either having a PA, and/or a Jacob's Ladder.

As an asian bottom I can’t resist hung white daddies. There must be some residual colonial submission that makes my knees weak, my dick soft and my hole open up. I love a top who sticks his tongue far down my throat, gives my tits a good sucking and my hole a good lick. Then I’m all yours for the taking. any position, as long as you can go.

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Being gang bred by homeless men is a fantasy of mine

Part III: Daddy's Pussyboys, First Scene-Cherry Pop Steve was bulky, but he was way more gentle than Jerome. Mikey's face was contorted in pain, but with the makeup on, streaming down his cheeks with his tears and sweat, and against the red light and the brick wall of whatever basement we were in, he looked like a trashy whore getting pounded in a back alley. Bruce was right above the point of penetration, his camera focused laser like on Jerome's cock invading Mikey's busted cherry. "He's really big," Bruce said, laughing. Jerome grunted and continued pounding into Mikey's ass, his hands gripping the boy's hips and occasionally slapping when the boy made any audible wailing sound. Bruce moved the camera from the boy's butt along his backside up to his face, and then paused while Jerome's violent thrusts pushed the boy's face right up to the lens. "How's it feel Mikey? Say something for the audience." The boy just moaned, and Bruce slapped him and spat in his face. "Please stop...I'm a top!" he whined. "Talk into the camera bitch." Mikey turned to the camera and started babbling, mostly incoherent. "Hurts...fuck, my ass....stop...please..." Bruce smiled at me while he held the camera in front of my friend. "Fuck my ass, huh?" He winked at me, and then turned back to Jerome. "Hear that Jay?" "With pleasure," Jerome said, then began pulling his dick all the way out of Mikey, while grabbing a fistfull of the boy's hair and slamming back in. He started doing this repeatedly, and Mikey continued babbling into the camera, as Bruce smeared some of the makeup on his face with his cock before thrusting it in Mikey's throat. I was lost in my own world, with Steve's giant dick moving slowly in and out of my own hole, which was still sore from the other night with Bruce. Bill came up to me as Bruce and Jerome continued tag teaming Mikey. "Drink this up, princess." He tipped a red plastic cup with gatorade up to my lips. I was dehydrated and drank it down quickly, so quickly that I only noticed the aftertaste once it was down my throat. "What's that?" I moaned. Bill just tossed the cup aside and pressed his cock back into my mouth. "That's happy juice." Bill thrust his dick down my throat. "It will make tonight a lot easier." Behind me, Steve's dick was moving faster now, in and out of my sore ass. He was grunting and occasionally punching the lower part of my back. I kept trying to push Bill's cock out of my mouth, to breath, but every time I tried he would press it right back inside. Tom was on the other side of the room and was changing the music from club hits to some kind of dark electronica. It all came from a TV that was now broadcasting Bruce's camera feed. My view of the TV was obstructed by Bill and his cock, but I could make out Jerome's thick meat burying itself all the way into Mikey's ass, with red streaks of red along his cock. I couldn't tell if it was from blood or the lipstick that Jerome had put on Mikey while his cock was buried in the boy's throat. Suddenly Steve stopped pushing in and out of my ass, and took his cock out with a plopping sound. "I think she's been opened up enough," he said, smacking my ass for emphasis. He walked over to the other side of the room and started putting something together while Bill walked behind me and pressed his dick, covered with my spit, against my throbbing hole. I watched as he dipped his cock in a plastic bag. Bruce pulled out of Mikey and walked back over to me, his camera lens aimed at my ass. "You gonna fuck that faggot up?" He moved the camera from my ass to Bill's cock, which was now covered in white crystalline powder. On the TV I could see it leaking precum. "Something tells me this is his first rodeo," Bill said. With that, he slammed his cock all the way in, and I arched my back and screamed. Bruce laughed. "Not his first ride, but his first finish." Bruce put the camera right against my face. "How do you feel buddy? You feeling good?" My hole was on fire and Bill's cock hurt, like it was tearing up my insides. "Please no more..." I moaned. In front of me, beyond Bruce's camera, Mikey was being turned over by Tom. I watched as Tom administered a needle to his arm. As he pulled the needle out and discarded it, he shoved his dick all the way up Mikey, who screamed at first. Behind me, Bill's thrusts were being made with the music. Behind me, Bill groaned. "Ask for my load." The camera was still hovering in my face. Bruce was stroking his cock next to it, waiting for me to talk. "Please don't come in me!" Bruce grabbed my hair and turned my face directly into the lens. "No choice this time, princess. Tell Daddy Bill where he can put it." "Please just come in my face!" I whined. Steve's pummeling of my hole had felt rough the entire time, but there was something about Bill's dick, or my state of mind, that was making me want it. Enjoy it. Bill pulled all the way out and started slamming in and out of my hole. "C'mon bitch," he said, punching me in the back of the neck. "Tighten that pussy for Daddy!" Tom was now choking Mikey while he pressed his cock deeper and deeper in his hole. "Not much of a top right now are you, Mikey?" "Where does it go, whore?" Bruce asked again, jabbing his dick in and out of my mouth. "Tell us where it goes." When he slipped his cock out again, I looked up at the camera, defeated. "It goes in my ass, sir." Bruce smacked my face. "We've been through this. Where does it go?" I held my head down in shame. "My pussy." Another smack. "Where, bitch?" Bill jammed the entire length of his cock in me again, and started furiously pumping. "Need to hear it from your lips," he said, pulling my hair and my head up. "Scream it!" "PLEASE CUM IN MY PUSSY!" I screamed. This time I kind of wanted him to. My mind was unfocused, my body shaking as it was pounded at both ends. Ahead of me I heard Tom grunt again. "Take my dirty load you cunt," he said, while Mikey wailed and moaned beneath him. Bill turned me over and began furiously pounding my hole while Bruce fed me his cock while holding the camera above my face, and moving its lense between my cock filled throat and Bill's dick slamming my hole. Bill groaned loudly one last time, then shook as he unloaded his dick into my pussy. He withdrew, wiping his cock against my asshole a few times, and sat next to me, breathing heavy. "What a fuck. Your turn Bruce." He grabbed Bruce's camera and Bruce moved between my legs, lifting them up and lining his cock against my hole. He slid it in roughly, grunting while Bill took his slimy cock and put it inside my mouth. "Clean it off boy." Without hesitation I did what he asked. Steve came up beside me, and started administering a needle. "Don't move, princess," Bill said, stroking my hair while Bruce held his cock still inside me. I could feel it throbbing, felt him moving it slightly, itching to stretch me out. Behind me, I heard a babbling Mikey plead with Jerome to fuck him. "You like this black dick, boy?" Jerome laughed as he said it. "Yes!" Mikey yelled, his voice higher. "Please fuck my ass, sir!" Above me Bruce was grunting, his cock moving in and out of my exposed hole. Bill and Steve pulled my legs back for him until it was just my exposed pussy taking thrust after thrust while Bruce spat on my face and gripped my asscheeks as he slammed my bruised hole. "Told you I'd get a second chance at that pussy, boy." Bruce smiled down at me. "Tell Daddy Bruce where you want his load." I knew there was no point resisting. I was starting to feel good. I was wet down there and looser now, and I could hear the slapping, sloshing sounds of Bruce's dick as it moved in and out of my corrupted hole. "In my pussy, Daddy," I said, wrapping my now free arms around his body as he impaled me. Bill and Steve let me legs go, and I wrapped them around Bruce, securing my fate. "With pleasure," Bruce whispered, and unloaded in me while Bill filmed. I leaned back and could see the TV upside down behind me, where the screen was filled with Bruce's cock sliding in and out of my hole, cum dripping out of it. Jerome was grunting and Mikey was moaning, and then Jerome hollered as he dove into Mikey's pussies. Bill stood up, the camera facing down at both of us as they arranged us on all fours so that Mikey and I could make out with each other as the loads dripped out of our asses. "Daddy's Pussyboys, Scene 1: Popped Cherries," Bill announced, chuckling. "That's a wrap! Lets give these bitches a rest." They moved us apart and gave us that bitter tasting Gatorade to hydrate. Bill and Jerome collared Mikey and took him over to a sling in the corner of the room, securing him and leaving him alone while Tom grabbed me. "C'mere beautiful," he said, his tongue pressing into my mouth. He fed me a pill and had me take a swig of the bitter juice to drink it down. "What's that?" I asked, barely coherent at this point, letting his hands explore my teenage body as he started biting at my neck. "Something for a little later, when it's your turn to swing," he said, nodding over at Mikey on the sling. I was starting to lose consciousness when I heard a loud knocking. "Ready?" A voice called out from somewhere upstairs. "Who's that?" I asked Tom. He ignored me and just sat me up on his lap and fed his dick into my hole. "Don't worry about that baby," he said, kissing me. "Just ride the wave." As he rocked me back and forth on his cock I looked over to the side of the room and saw about four or five guys descending the staircase, led by Bill. Bruce was following Bill with the camera as they walked over to the sling and formed a semicircle around Mikey. One of the guys, who looked to be in his late thirties, laughed when he saw Mikey oozing with cum. "I know this kid," he said, pressing his finger against Mikey's exposed boypussy. "He said he only tops." The man licked his lips. "Guess that was a lie, huh whore?" Mikey looked up at the man, confused. "I know you," he started to say, but Bill pressed his hardening dick against Mikey's mouth. "That's enough talk for now, boy," Bill said. "Why don't you let these men get to work." "That's right," the man who knew Mikey said, unbuckling his belt. "Remember when you turned me down?" He was smiling down at Mikey, licking his lips as he stared intently at the boy's hole. Mikey moaned. "Please, I'm sorry...." "No bitch, you will be sorry, though," the man said, bringing out a huge cock that had a Prince Albert piercing. "This motherfucker is gonna wreck that hole." The man paused, taking out a baggy and swirling his finger in it. "You want some of this tiger?" he said, dangling the bag in front of Mikey. "Makes it go easier." "Y-yes," Mikey stammered. "Please let me have some...." "Beg me for it." "Please!" Mikey whined, looking pathetic and spread open for these strange men. "Please let me have some!" The man lined his cock up against Mikey's hole. "Maybe later," he said, slamming it all the way in. Mikey screamed. The man didn't seem to care, pushing further into his teenage hole. "Who's my faggot now, huh kid?" He asked Mikey. "Who's my faggot?" Mikey winced. "What...I don't..." "You my faggot?" the man asked, thrusting his cock in and out of Mikey's exposed hole. "I'm not-" "Wrong answer," the man said, slapping Mikey's face. "I'm your faggot," Mikey said, wincing. Tom started moving his cock faster inside me, and I stifled a groan as he re-positioned me so I could watch the action and take him doggy style. "That's right, Mikey," the man said, revealing that he knew Mikey. "You're my number one faggot right now." And with that, he started pounding away as Mikey cried and moaned and babbled underneath him.

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”

I know it's bad form to cruise online when you are waiting for test results, but I guess that's the kind of whore I am. Besides, I was bored and nervous and needed to kill some time, so naturally I found myself on Scruff. Interestingly, there was this hot Latino guy who showed-up as nearby. Quite nearby, in fact. Less than 250 feet away. So I started a chat with him. Me: Wow! woof, you're cute Him: Thanks! you too. Me: Can I see your locked pics? Him: *unlocks* I look at his pics. His cock was uncut, about eight inches, and had a wicked down-curve. Me: Holy. Fuck. Nice cock! I know JUST where to put that! Him: It looks like you are close by. You at the clinic? Me: Yeah, I'm waiting for HIV test results. It's that time Him: Cool. glad you are getting tested. I'm a counselor here. Me: It must be hard to deliver the news and stuff Him: It's ok. It's important to be informed Me: Yeah, I guess it is. Actually, I can't believe I'm actually cruising while waiting for my results Him: It's understandable. We can't stop being sexual just because of HIV Me: Is it sick that I'm totally horny and want your cock right now? Him: Is it sick that I'm an HIV counselor and I want to fuck your ass right now? Just then the nurse came in and I had to put my phone away. She very perfunctorily informed me that I was negative, but would need to be tested again in six months due to recent sexual activity, adding that she would take me to the counselor to chat briefly about safe sex. With that she led me down the hallway to a private office where she introduced me to Michael. Michael, of course, was the counselor with whom I had just been chatting on Scruff! Oh, and Michael was HOT. He was probably about six inches shorter than me, had a slight, muscular build, but damn did he get the Enrique Eglesias looks! Plus he had a beautiful smile complete with dimples! I walked in and sat down as Michael closed the door. He shook my hand warmly and told me it was nice to meet me. We talked about my recent negative result and the fact that I could still be positive if the antibodies hadn't yet developed. We also talked about having safer sex and other diseases. Blah blah blah. Honestly, the standard preventive fare. When I got up to go we shook hands again and he said, "I get off in an hour... and would like to get off after that." What a line! He then rubbed his crotch suggestively while giving me an inviting smile. I grabbed one of his post-it notes and scribbled down my address and phone number, handing the slip of paper to him saying "I'm heading home right now and will be ready. And waiting." Sure enough he showed-up about an hour later, and I buzzed him up. Once in the apartment he wasted no time taking control by pushing me against the wall and making out. Then he broke off the kiss saying "Let's get naked. I don't have tons of time. I've gotta get home to my partner." "You have a partner?" "Yeah, does it matter?" "Well, no, not to me, but does he know?" "No, he thinks I'm a good boy, but I need sex. Lots and lots of sex." "Yeah, I believe you," I replied. Although his frankness was slightly unnerving, I was nevertheless turned on by the thought of his big cock fucking me, so I led him to my bedroom where we stripped. He pushed me down to my knees and I worked his cock. It wasn't super thick, but it was quite long. And the downward curve added a whole new dimension. Ordinarily I'm not much good at deepthroating, but fuck, Michael's cock was angling in exactly the right way as to slide down my throat, right past my esophagus. It felt incredible, especially as his foreskin provided dome extra smooth motion. After a couple of minutes he withdrew and gestured me up onto the bed, asking "You ready to get fucked? Where's your lube?" "In there," I replied, pointing to the night table, but adding "Umm, what about a condom?" "Do you really want to use one?" "Well, we just spent 15 minutes talking about safe sex, didn't we?" "Yeah, but bareback feels so much better, doesn't it?" "But you're an HIV counselor!" "So?" "And I just got tested AT YOUR CLINIC!" "And you were there getting tested because you are no angel, right? I bet you have been taking bare cock and enjoyed it but had a little scare which made you go get tested. Right?" "Umm...." "Okay, so some guys really get off on taking raw cock. I get that. I can't stop that. I can educate, but it really isn't going to change behavior. I mean, look at me? I know the risks and everything, and yet I love bareback sex." As he made these remarks he rubbed his cock head up and down my ass crack, teasing my ass lips. "You want me to bareback you, don't you?" he then asked, adding "It's okay to say 'yes'." "Yeah, kinda...." "So pass me the lube." "Are you neg?" "Nope, I'm poz." "Whoa, time out. You're poz and you want to bareback me?" Michael leans back from me and looks at me for a minute. He strokes his cock slowly, seductively, and doesn't say anything. Just stares at me. "Hell, yeah. Yeah, I do. I want to fuck that bubble butt of yours and leave my seed deep inside it. I want you to feel the throb of my cock as I cum inside you. I want to leave my DNA in your hole." "Maybe we shouldn't....." "Look. We both know you're taking raw cock. You've probably taken poz loads before, without even knowing. And I can see that you aren't turned off by the idea, because your cock is rock hard and drooling precum. You might as well just give in to your desires and let me give you a good fuck." "I'm just nervous...." "How about I warn you before I cum, and I can pull out if you want me to." "Um...." Then my body made its decision. I rolled over and got on all fours again, took a hit of poppers as he lubed his cock. And before I knew it, Michael was sheathing his eight-incher inside my ass. It was obvious that Michael had had a LOT of practice at fucking. He slowly, methodically fucked his whole dick into me from tip to hilt. Agonizingly slowly and pushing up inside my second ring. And the down curve was creating new sensations inside me. It was heaven! He picked up tempo and really started throwing all the meat to me. Hard. His curve kept popping up inside my colon, making me wince in pain every single thrust. He didn't care though. He told me to take it - to take his raw cock in my neg ass. "You know, I knew you were a cock pig if only 'cause you were on Scruff at the fucking clinic. I had a strong suspicion my cock would end-up being buried in your ass," Michael remarked. I chuckled in reply. Eventually his breath quickened and he told me he was getting close. I was actually getting close myself, because his cock was stroking the hell out of my prostate. I just moaned as he thrust away. "I'm gonna cum, man! Where you want it?" Michael asked. "Just keep fucking me!" "You fucking PIG! Here it cums! Gonna knock up this neg hole!!" "DO IT! Don't stop fucking me!" And then he flooded me. And when I say flooded, I mean FLOODED. I could actually feel the warmth and wetness fill my ass. He kept thrusting wildly and my ass just felt wet beyond anything I'd ever experienced. He was still fucking me hard and it started to run out of my hole and down my balls. I actually came about 15 seconds later, just from his fuck motion. My hole started puckering and grabbing his dick, making him go wild as I shot my load all over my bedspread. He parked his cock in me and waiting politely for my orgasm to subside, before eventually pulling out. As he did so, his curved cock dragged some of his spunk out and a big blob landed on my bed. Which he scooped up and fingered back into my hole. Moments later I came back to my senses and started mildly panicking, blabbering "Oh my god! What did we just do?" "We fucked. I bred you. You came no-handed." "We shouldn't have... I shouldn't have...." "Relax. Breathe. You just took a big step." "A big step to what?" "A big step toward coming to grips with your piggy side. You are a cum pig bottom. And that's ok. Better than ok, actually. It's hot." "I don't know if I want to be a cum pig!" "Dude, I've worked at the clinic for several years. I can spot a bottom pig a mile away. And you, my friend, are a bottom pig. Embrace it.' "No I'm not... I'm ...." "You picked up a partnered poz HIV Counselor at the free clinic, invited him over, and let him breed you," Michael replied with a laugh. "Oh god. I am a pig." "And it turned you on so much you came from it. And thinking about it right now is making you hard again." And it was. Michael had to get home to his husband, but he promised me that this wouldn't be the last time we fucked. And it wasn't. As he left, he said, "Now remember to get tested again in 6 months. We may have more to talk about after that one...."

As a bareback top, I know everyone has his own desires and own preferences, but for me, there is no better feeling then sliding raw into a nearly smooth tight Asian Ass. Asians in general turn me on to an amazing degree. So often they seem hypersenstive compared to other more rough guys. Fucking a pig is nice, but often it seems their skin, nipples, cock, have lost a lot of sensitivity, so often I can make an Asian slut dance and sing just by a gentle touch of a nipple or armpit. And my god do they go for rimming. So many Asians I end up breeding after starting off with some rimming. Just yesterday I met a guy at a sleazy porn shop in Phoenix, Az. Cute guy, maybe 35, looked like he could have been 20. Said he really needed a BJ and nothing else. Took him back to my place, got him naked, and after some short sucking of his cock, went after his ass. God, the way he moaned and made these cute girly noises had me rock hard. I kept rimming him and he gave me a "just don't fuck me." After some chewing his tilts I started grinding my cock to his hole and that got him to "Fuck me, but use a condom" I relented on this for a bit, just to get inside him. Poor guy had no idea what he was getting into. Ten minutes later I slide out, yanked off the condom and slid back in. If he felt the difference, he didn't say anything. Soon I was getting close and then kept the best part. Just to be "fair" I told him I was going to breed him. This got him going and he started babbling "make baby in me, make me your wife! make baby!!!" Fuck I had to fight the urge to yell as I blasted my load. I could feel myself bucking inside him and the whole time I just held him under me. For anyone else that knows this joy, I urge you to share your conquests as well. Nothing is as good as Breeding Asian Ass.

I know there's probably been a thousand threads of this nature already but is anyone else struggling with not being able to meet under UK lockdown? I know lots of people are still meeting and that's their prerogative, but for me I went from having the most cumdump heaven year in 2019 to having like one load since last February. I find myself going onto Fabguys and Scruff and Recon, chatting to hot tops wanting to fuck me but it eventually peters out when I and/or them decide to stay responsible. We make half-hearted arrangements to keep each other in mind when fucking can be a thing again but I feel like such a stick in the mud. It's annoying because I've shaken off meeting for so long but, because of things outside my control, it doesn't look like this pandemic and lockdown is going to end anytime soon. Then again, if it does, I've got a fucking colossal list of guys that want to unload in me so that keeps me going. Luckily the last time I had sex was amazing and the memory of it keeps me going that I can have a night like that again. A regular of mine with a 9.5 incher came round and fucked me anon, then got on the apps and invited other guys to come round and fuck me, with him keeping my hole busy between each of them. I didn't see any of them and he didn't show me their profiles afterward. We only got like 6 guys round in total but it was kinda amazing, getting pimped out by someone I trusted and taking a nice few loads. Hopefully we can do the same thing again soon.

My sister and I have always been very close. I think it's because we're four years apart in age, there was never any true sibling rivalry. She looked up to me as her big brother and I enjoyed playing that role. When I hit puberty and became interested in girls, Sara took an interest in my sudden infatuation with all things female. She was only nine but she seemed to instinctively understand my new attraction to the female body. We played “doctor”…many times. Nothing ever went beyond “show and tell” and some touching and kissing but, for me, it was an amazing introduction to female anatomy. I don’t know what she got out of it, at the time, being so young, but it left a lasting impact in my mind, and hers, as it turned out, years later. We both got through puberty, and high school, and each had our share of sexual partners. Sometimes we’d talk about the experiences, usually after a couple of glasses of wine or blunt or two. We shared everything, every fumbling detail, every climactic moment, the things that turned us on and the things that didn’t. Knowing what women liked…well, my sister…helped me to become a better lover and I absolutely boned my way through college. After graduation, I landed my dream job as a UX designer for a major software company. Around then, Sara graduated from high school and got her dream job working as a set designer for a major motion picture studio. We both were happy, until Covid came along. The first thing that happened to me was that I had to work from home all the time instead of about half the time. That wasn’t much of an imposition, really. I liked not having to fight traffic on days I was supposed to be in the office. Sara, on the other hand, ran into difficulties. At first, it seemed as if her job was secure, but that was an illusion brought about by the need to finish production on several movies close to finish. Once those dried up, she was laid off because of quarantine and social distancing restrictions. It didn’t take her long to do the math and realize she couldn’t make ends meet on unemployment, so she asked if she could move in with me. I had a two-bedroom, one bath bungalow big enough for the both of us, so it was easy for me to agree. I helped her move her stuff in on a Tuesday, in May. We never talked about rent or anything like that. But pretty quickly, Sara took on the role of the traditional housewife. She cleaned, she cooked, she did the little bit of yardwork necessary, and generally made my life very easy. I knew she wasn’t exactly looking for another job during those first several months, but I didn’t care. I easily made enough to support both us, I liked having her taking care of the house, and I liked having her around. By October, our lives were so intertwined, so attuned to each other’s rhythms, that it seemed like we’d been living together forever. We didn’t go out, obviously. She did all the shopping, we’d go on walks for exercise, but no bars, movies, theaters, nothing like that. We were like everyone else, forced to live closely together because of the pandemic, except we liked it. We joined an online exercise class together, we’d do stretches, lunges, body weight exercises. There was nothing sexual about our workouts but the scent of her body, watching her move, it was very sensual. That sensuality began creeping into our everyday lives. Neither one of us had much in the way of body modesty. We’d seen each other naked many times when were younger, after all. It became common for either of us to walk around in our underwear, sometimes Sara would be topless. Eventually, after our exercise classes, showers meant that we’d see each other nude. There still wasn’t anything overtly sexual about the situations but an undeniable sensuality began to take over our lives. It started by cuddling on the couch while watching a movie, casual touching, impromptu neck and back rubs…I don’t remember when the full-body hugs turned into mini grinding sessions, but I do remember the first time we kissed, really kissed, open mouth, tongues probing. I remember the first time, the second time, the fourth time. We were spooning on the couch one evening, it was after our workout session. We’d both taken showers. I was wearing boxers, Sara had on a pair of sheer bikini panties and a crop top that barely covered her nipples. I had an erection and was way past the point of trying to hide it from her, she’d seen enough of them during the previous six months. We were just cuddled there, the TV was off, the room was mostly dark, just we two relaxed and comfy. I was on the verge of dozing off when Sara said, “This is nice, isn’t it, Steven?” “Yeah, it’s really nice.” “It’s almost like we’re a couple, isn’t it?” “How’s that?”, I asked. “Well, I mean, you work and all and I take care of the house and cook and clean. It’s like we’re married, or something.” “I guess when you put it like that, yeah, it’s kinda like we’re married.” “Have you ever thought about what it would be like if we were really a couple?” “What do you mean?” “Do you remember when we were younger, how we played doctor and stuff?” “Yeah.” “What about if we did that now, only for real?” At that, Sara turned over on the couch and faced me, out bodies pressed tightly together on the small space, our legs intertwined. She smelled so good; our faces close together. She kissed me, slipping her tongue into my mouth. I responded the same as our hands began rubbing over each other’s bodies, going too far for siblings, but not too far, not yet. After an endless time, we broke the kiss, pulled back slightly. Our eyes locked; she had a pleading, vulnerable expression on her face. I said, “Would it be weird if we went all the way?” She leaned in and kissed me again, then reached down and caressed my erection through my underwear. “Does that feel weird?”, she asked. I reached up under her top, squeezed her right breast and pinched her nipple. Her gasp of pleasure was all the permission I needed. “No, baby, it doesn’t feel weird, at all. Let’s go to bed.” She rolled off the couch and stood up, I followed her. I took her hand and led her into my bedroom. At the foot of my bed, we embraced, kissed, and worked our clothes off. We’d seen each other naked, before, but something about this moment made it different. She stroked my cock, fondled my balls, kissed me and told me it was bigger than she’d remembered. My hand was busy between her legs, rubbing and fingering her shaved pussy, so wet and slick. We were on my bed before I knew it, our bodies pressed together, kissing deeply and passionately, our hands exploring each other’s bodies. As we moved together, I ended up on top of my sister, wet humping her. She spread her legs and drew her knees up, reaching down between us, she grabbed my cock and guided it into her pussy. The moment my cock head penetrated her, I thrust hard into her, pushing my cock deep into my sister’s wet, welcoming cunt. She let out a long, moaning sigh that matched my “fuuucckkkk” as I buried it deep inside her. There was an electric sensation, a tingling between us, a feeling that was so good, so very fucking awesome but also so wrong, so very wrong. After three or four thrusts, I paused, looked her in the eye and said, “This is wrong, isn’t it?” She didn’t say anything, just kind of gave me a small nod. “Should I stop? I mean, it feels good, but it also feels wrong, right?” She wrapped her legs around my waist and locked her ankles together and said, “I don’t’ know if it’s right or wrong but it doesn’t feel weird and it feels really good and I’m so goddamn horny, so please, big brother of mine, just fuck me hard!” So I fucked her. I fucked my little sister hard, I rammed my cock as far into her cunt as I could, we rocked and rolled and I made her cum three times before I lost it, I felt the pressure building in my balls and my abdomen, felt my cock swelling, then I let loose inside my little sister, I came inside her harder than any orgasm I’d ever had, I counted seven major ejaculations and I don’t know how many more dry ones while I continued pounding her pussy, she fingering her clit while my cock jackhammered inside her, the scent of our sex in the room, sweat, cum, pussy juice, our breath in each other’s ears, whispered promises….I lost track of time. I was laying on my back, Sara was on her side, her crotch slowly grinding against my hip bone as she fondled my cock. I felt her cum, grinding against me, and she moaned, this low, slow expression of orgasmic pleasure. I chubbed up, and said “You like that, huh?” “Yeah. I like it a lot…. you know you came inside me?” “That’s an understatement!”, I chuckled. “My cock felt like a firehose spraying semen all over the place!” “I’m not on birth control.” I was fully erect by then, so I rolled her onto her side, pulled her leg up over my hip, and slid my cock inside her. She backed up right onto it and we began grinding my dick all up inside her tight cunt. I whispered into her ear, “That’s Okay, baby, after you move your stuff into my bedroom, we’ll turn the spare room into a nursery for our babies.” She gave a startled reaction, her body jerked back against mine and her pussy contracted around my cock. “Really,” she asked. “Are you serious?” “Well, sure. Married couples share a bedroom, right?” “That’s not what I meant! Besides, siblings can’t get married!” “No, not officially, but we can live like we are…. if you want to. She wanted to, and we do.

Met my buddy at the bath house to fuck and breed. When I got there he was ass up and had his mouth on a nice cock sucking and slurping away. The other top pushed his mouth onto my hard cock and my bud sucked and slurped away. My cock was feeling good. Top guy gets behind my bud and shoves his wet cock deep inside. My bud is sandwiched between us. One in his ass and me in his mouth. My bud is squeezing that cock in his hole while every time the other guy is shoving his cock deeper, my bud is taking my cock deep in his mouth. Guy in his ass lets out a deep moan and shoots ropes of cum inside my buddy. Bud is in heaven. Top guy leaves and I step behind that loaded hole. I shove my cock inside and moan because of the amazing feeling. I love a pre-lubed hole. Soon enough I am adding my cum load to the first guy. My bud and I went in different directions looking for more fun. I later hooked up with him again and shot a second load inside him after an older guy put a third load inside. Mine was the 4th. All total my bud took 5 loads in his hole and 1 facial. Loads of fun.

I had to use Caverject one time when filming. I was the bottom but we wanted every dick to be as big and hard for the video. I wasn't on meth or any drugs -- I'm a slut all on my own. I couldn't get hard because we shot the scene outdoor hot tub and my knees couldn't take the concrete rubbing while my ass was being drilled. Caverject went in my dick but still took 30 minutes to get hard. We ended up doing the scene with 2 different guys but the indoor hot tub. We cut my scene and I ended up holding all the wires as the cameramen filmed the scene. Then my cock is rock hard and wouldn't go down even after being in the pool for awhile.

I used this yesterday and yes - it works like a charm! Correct dosing is critical.

Good god this is a fantastic story. Thank you for the incredibly twisted details.

STIs are an "occupational hazard" of barebacking...don't like STIs, shots hurt like hell...but, oh well, luv raw cock and seed (Raw is Law)...just another cock and seed craving bareback cum dump whore...And oh yeah, like all barebackers I've gotten gono, syph, etc....lucky I have a gay doc!!

Thank you for this great story. I keep rereading and rereading it. Cheers!

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.

I have actually turned down a few fucks so far this year because I'm looking to narrow down the number of people I take loads from until I'm vaccinated. But there is this one top who has been fucking me for 18 months that I simply cannot resist. He has a 100% success rate when he asks me for some ass. He ticks all the boxes of what I'm attracted to - plus - he knows how much I enjoy his long thick dick. As it had been almost three weeks since I'd been fucked, I got out my G spot metal wand and started working my hole open before he arrived. Because it's made of pure steel, it really gets my hole nice and hot from the friction. I injected lube with my lube injector and went to work on my hole letting out moans as the massager hit my prostate. I decided to apply a little Vaseline to the opening of my hole to avoid the small tears that can occur when I haven't taken cock regularly. He couldn't get undressed fast enough. I sucked his dick hungrily like a young calf on a teat. I could have sucked for longer but he was ready to fuck. My very warm and dilated hole caused him to moan as he slid in. Nothing is more satisfying to me than when my hole has learned the curve of a top's dick. He seemed to really enjoy the slight grip the Vaseline offered because he kept making short thrusts near the opening to my hole. I could tell he wanted to nut so badly but was holding off because he want to savor my hole. I had taken some CBD oil before he arrived. That combined with a few huffs of poppers had me horny as fuck. No matter how he thrust, my hole would alternate between gripping and massaging his shaft. I also would gape so he could thrust as hard and deep as he wanted. Yes, this pussy has multiple settings. 😂 I could tell from the rhythm of his fucking that I was going to have his kids in my belly soon. After he shot his load, I leaned forward so he was angled in such a way that I could milk the last drops from his cock. He usually dismounts rather quickly after fucking, but today he stayed in my hole until his cock was soft. I think that if it had been possible, he would have climbed inside my hole. The smile on his face as he was leaving let me know he is going to be back soon. Really soon. I had such an afterglow too. Good dick will do that to you.

Haven’t counted exactly but a decent estimate: Gran Canaria trip New Years 2020: 18 loads in my ass (dunes, dark rooms, etc) jan - feb: 4 per week - about 25 mar - apr: about 5 total with one partner may - jun: ease of lockdowns so a few slutty weeks. About 45 loads jul: nature vacation - 0 loads aug - nov: renewed lockdowns and busy with work, around 15 loads dec: slutty month considering all, 23 loads. total around 130 loads this year. normal year would have been 2-3x that depending on how many sex trips I would have taken.

The ACA, yes suppose to help out with health insurance. So here is the issue, and simple math will make it clear: I was in a job, and make about 2 grand a month. Minus bills, and have about 300 left. The cheapest health insurance that is offered is about 600 a month. The question here would be what do I do without, food, electricity and a home, or a vehicle that is required for me to get to work. Before you ask, yeah I did try to qualify for assistance and reduced cost, and once again, the answer is no, and what they look at is the gross before taxes that are brought in, and not what is brought in after taxes. And if you wonder how a large corporation can get away not providing insurance to people like me, the answer is simple they franchise out their stores and thus are relieved of the burden of such.

I will refuse a gloved fist. I find them to be rough and unpleasant. I'd rather not be fisted than have a glove in my hole.

Fasting for Fisting! Eat your last meal a minimum of 24 hours prior to playtime. Include one spoonful of corn as your very last bite of food. When it comes time to clean out, douche with a shower shot. When you see the corn appear, you’ll know you’ve reached the “last wave” of poop. You should run clear after that! Stay hydrated, but not over hydrated.

Anyone can ask you to do anything, whether or not it's legal for you to do what they ask. In a prior post on another topic, you bragged about having "voted both sides and still in the middle". Were you referring to voting in another country, where it's legal for you to do so? Or was that a confession that you vote illegally here? In that topic, you also made a comment about what "this country" needs to do, electorally - do you think that's really appropriate if you aren't a citizen? I have no idea where you ARE a citizen, but I can assure you I'm not going to tell the voters of that country how they need to vote. In yet another post, you referred to the United States of America as "our country". If you are not a citizen, why do you consider this "our country"?

Sorry for the delay guys. Its been a rough couple weeks so its been hard to be in the right mindset to write something for you all. Hopefully part 3 will come soon. Thanks for reading! Part 2 It didn't even take 20 minutes to get to Hunter's house. It was barely off campus nearby Chris' dorm. The neighborhood Hunter lived in was one where each house sat alone far enough from the others that you could probably go days or even weeks without seeing anyone else. Tall trees acted as fences between property meaning you couldn't even see into your neighbors windows. These streets were not for pedestrians. Tyler and Chris were walking in the street as they looked for the mailbox with Hunter's house number on it. Hunter's home looked well kept but not fancy. There were no decorative elements that welcomed them as they walked up the driveway and up to his front door. "Ready?" Chris asked Tyler. Both were suddenly very nervous. Chris almost hoped that Tyler would say something that would force them to turn back before they rang the doorbell. But before Tyler could say a word, Hunter opened the door. The boys were jarred back to attention as they looked from each other back to the door, now open with Hunter standing in front of them. He looked older than they thought he would be but there was something welcoming and kind in his smile that they both followed him into the living room just off the front door. "Take a seat boys. Can I get you anything? Water? Juice? Beer?" Both shook their heads no as they sat down on one of the couches. They hadn't actually spoken since the door opened. "Is everything ok? Just nervous or did you forget to tell me that youre both mute?" The boys laughed nervously. Chris said, "Yeah. We've never done this before. Everything is new so thats probably it." "Like I said guys. I've never done this either so we're all in it together. If you are having second thoughts I totally understand if you would feel better leaving now before anything happens." Hunter had done this enough times to know how to put teen virgins at ease. Take it slow. Be patient. Act like you dont care either way. "No it's good. Right Tyler?" Tyler nodded "Yeah it's cool." "Then should we go into the bedroom? We don't have to sit here awkwardly if we dont want." This seemed to break the tension. The boys knew that once they were naked with each other they would forget that they were at a strangers house doing something they would be sent to hell for. They all got up and the boys followed Hunter into one of his bedrooms. There was a bed with sheets and pillows, another couch nearby and a big screen TV with porn already playing. The shades were all drawn and there were no lights on. "This ok?" Hunter was pointing at the screen with a group scene of guys of different ages. Chris and Tyler mostly watched porn with scenes of two guys. Three at the most. They nodded as they watched unable to look away. "Yeah I can tell you're liking it." Hunter chuckled as he sat down on the couch. The boys were at the foot of the bed watching the group all naked with some making out and others sucking cock. WIthout saying anything, the boys started touching each other. It didn't take long before they were making out and laying down on the bed. "Nice boys." The two looked up and over at Hunter. They had almost forgotten he was there. There was a moment of hesitation. The nerves returned mixed with the realization that a fantasy they had was actually happening. Hunter knew this was a good time to start pushing them. "Why don't you get naked? You look like you have great bodies." They started to strip as they did when they were alone together. Tyler was getting more excited as he thought back to all of the fantasies he had as a high school kid back home imagining a man sitting near his bed as Hunter sat near them now. Their making out became more passionate and soon their bodies were writhing against each other. Hunter was rubbing his hard cock through his shorts but knew to restrain himself. "You boys are hot." His words barely registered over the moaning between the boys. He reached over to the side table on one side of the bed and pulled a pipe and torch out of the drawer. He had it all set up before the boys showed up but played it all down. The boys did hear the click of the torch and paused to see where it was coming from. "You boys mind?" White smoke began to fill the bulb at the end of the pipe. "What are you doing?" Neither boy had seen this before though had heard from friends in high school and in their dorms about getting high. "Pot?" Hunter took a big hit and let out a huge cloud of smoke before responding. He had to hold in a laugh. So these boys had never even seen pot before. This would be too easy. "Not quite. It's called t. You boys look so comfortable so I figured I would need something to calm my nerves since I guess I'm the only one who still needs to calm down about all of this." "Oh that calms you down?" Chris said. "Pot does that too I heard." "You boys are welcome to try it. It usually gets me hornier and opens my mind too." He was looking at Chris as he said this knowing that what the boy wanted more than anything was to fuck Tyler. He could tell Chris was curious. "I don't know. I think we're ok" Tyler finally spoke up. "No problem. More for me. Do you boys mind if I do a little more?" Tyler just shook his head and turned his attention back to Chris. But Chris was still watching Hunter as he took another hit. Something about the cloud that Hunter blew out intrigued Chris. "You sure?" Chris asked Tyler. Hunter knew to stay out of it and just watch. He knew where this was going. "We could just try a little this once and see. When are we ever going to get a chance to try something like this again?" Chris pressed his cock a little harder onto Tylers as he said it. Hunter could see what Chris was doing and was impressed. Chris was clearly the dirty one of the two. Tyler still seemed like a scared boy. He could change that if given the chance. Tyler looked at Hunter who took one more hit. The bulge in his shorts was hard to miss. It looked big. Tyler noticed that Hunter didnt look like the hits had changed him all that much. Maybe it wasnt too strong and one hit wouldnt hurt. He looked back at Chris who gave him that look that said come on lets just try. He gave in. "Ok, I guess I will if you will." Hunter smiled. "Nice boys. Why don't we get you two to sit up against the headboard and I can show you what to do." The boys pulled apart from each other, pre cum glistening against both of their abs which made Hunters cock twitch in his shorts. He got up on the bed and kneeled between their legs facing them. They are beautiful he thought. This would be fun. "Ok, so I use this torch to melt whats inside and then once you see smoke I'll tell you to inhale. Dont stop until I tell you. Then hold it for a little and blow it out. Ok?" They nodded. Hunter could see they were getting nervous. Everything scared these boys. This would change that. He put the pipe up to Tylers mouth first. Tyler hesitated. He wanted Chris to go first. But he was too deep in now and just let it go. He watched as Hunter put the torch up to the bulb and then opened his mouth to the pipe when Hunter pushed it softly against his lipe. "Go ahead and inhale." Hunter loved the sight of a boy taking his first hit. There were only a few things sexier. After a few moments Hunter told him to stop and hold it for a second. He pulled the pipe away and said, "Go ahead and let it go." Tyler blew out the cloud. Medium sized. A good hit. "Do one more and then we'll get your buddy here." "Wha-" Tyler couldnt get the whole question out before Hunter told him to inhale. "Good boy. A little more now." This would be a bigger hit. The boy was doing well for his first time. He pulled the pipe away and told him to hold it a little longer than the first time. "Ok now let it go." Tyler did the same and he began to feel something new as he released a bigger cloud. A sensation in his body and somehow in his brain. It felt good and instinctively, he brought his hand to his cock. Hunter turned to Chris. "Ready?" Chris could see that something was happening to Tyler that made him hornier. He nodded and took the pipe in his mouth for his first hit. Hunter was getting so horny just watching these boys getting high. He was so lost in his thoughts that he left the pipe in Chris's mouth longer than he realized. It hit Chris immediately. As soon as he let out a big cloud he said, "Wow..." Hunter put the pipe up to his mouth one more time and then leaned over to whisper into the ear further away from Tyler. "I'm going to make sure you get to fuck your boy today. Dont you worry boy." Chris's eyes got bigger and even though Tyler couldnt hear what Hunter said, it worried him. What secrets were they sharing already? Chris held his second hit in and then let out another big cloud. These boys are naturals Hunter thought. "How you boys feeling? You up for doing a couple more?" Tyler was still thinking about seeing Hunter whisper something to Chris but before he could really think about it, Chris said, "Yeah a couple more wont hurt." Tyler just went along. After all the first couple hits felt good and he liked what he was feeling even with the nervousness. "Ok this time youre going to do whats called a shotgun. I'm going to give one of you a hit and when you are ready to let it go I want you to blow it into the mouth of the other ok? So the other will inhale it like a hit too. Ready?" If it meant they would be touching each other and linking mouths they were up for it. He put the pipe back up to Chris's mouth and made him take another big hit. "Ok now hold it for a second and lean over to Tyler and blow it into his mouth. Then Tyler you hold it in before blowing it back out." Chris leaned over to Tyler and Hunter watched as they opened their mouths toward each other. Chris blew the hit into Tylers mouth and then they started making out again. Soon smoke was coming out of their mouths. Tyler must have needed to let it go. Their kissing was even more passionate than before. Hunter had the boys do one more shotgun this time with Tyler taking the hit from the pipe. He gave Tyler his biggest hit yet and then moved off the bed. "Ok, when you boys are ready just go back to what you were doing before." They didnt need to be told more than once. The shotgun led to kissing and soon the boys were rolling around the bed grabbing onto each other and rubbing themselves all over each other. Hunter took one more hit and put the pipe down. Yes, this was going to be fun. And easy.

I have no teeth. It seems to encourage tops to treat me as just a hole to cum in. They seldom say anything about it. The only time I was with two guys, they talked about me, and my mouth, and about not worrying about "its teeth" while I was sucking. One of the men I served most often said it was "more like a cunt" for him.

Don't want him for his face. I want his cock.

"Now then," he said, his voice low with a grim amusement. "That's just the way to have an impatient boy ready to go." He took a breath, and then his rough finger rubbed between my ass cheeks with one smooth motion. I groaned. He laughed, and once again he moved from the bed and went to the drawer. I turned my head and saw him pull out a large brown jar. He moved back behind me and I heard him unscrew the lid. A moment later, his finger was once again touching my ass, and it was slick with a thick, wet, viscous liquid. "My own recipe," he said. "For bad impatient boys." I groaned again, and he began to rub globs of the stuff up and down between my ass cheeks, his fingers teasing my pucker and smearing the stuff liberally. When his other hand joined - his palm wet with the stuff - and gripped my cock from beneath me, I didn't so much groan as cry out. "Oh yeah," he laughed. "Boy is impatient all right." His finger began to probe my pucker, pushing in just a little at first, but with each successive movement, going just a little further. My skin felt warm where the thick lubricant was slathered, and his hand on my dick began a slow stroke. I whimpered. When he buried his finger to the furthest knuckle, he exhaled. "Okay," he said. Then he started to finger fuck me with three of his rough fingers, with hard, deep thrusts of his hand. At the same time, his grip on my dick with his other hand tightened, and he began to jerk me with hard strokes that made my whole body shake with desire. My skin where the thick liquid had touched it was warm and flushed, and inside my pucker there was a deep heat that was spreading through me with every jab of his fingers. He twisted and fingered me with obvious skill, and I was nearly hyperventilating against the gag. In a time that was incredibly brief and yet made all my body tighten and then release - I came. My load shot from my dick as he jerked me furiously, his fingers diving into my ass on the counter stroke. He milked my cock, tugging and pulling at me until every surge of my load had shot across the pillows and blanket. I whimpered into the gag, and he laughed, letting go of my cock and pulling his fingers out from my ass. "There we go," he said. "That should make the impatient boy happy, eh?" My head sagged between my shoulders, my hands bound to the headboard. I nodded - yes. His voice grew lower. "Now it's daddy's turn."