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It was football kit Saturday afternoon at the local club and that's where I met Kyle, he's a super slim, 6 pack lad with trackies and a chain. He fits in well with the rough lads but likes his luxuries too. On the night I met him we were both standing at the bar he'd just finished his drink. I asked him if he's like another - "totally - I deserve it don't I" he said winking. "Man, yes you do" I replied. We got chatting and starting talking about what we were into. As we spoke about barebacking I could see us both tenting our trackies - both packing a decent size. He was vers and I needed to blow a load - we headed to the back room and I slide his tracksuit down finding nothing but a bubble butt underneath. YES! Turned out he had pre-lubed so I knew he was a slutty one and slipped my cock into his hole. We gathered a little crowd and I felt amazing filling twinky Kyle in front of everyone - it was what they all wanted! A lad with tatts came up and shoved his cock in Kyle's mouth and he sucked it eagerly. With his tight hole and good looks it wasn't too long until I was shooting load after load in his hole. The tattooed lad moaned and filled his mouth not long after. As Kyle and I left the backroom he said - "thanks man - so hot - bet you loved it" and I said "wow boy yeah!" which got the response "better buy me another drink then". As we were back at the bar drinking he said "surprised you didn't ask my status since you shoved your raw cock in me". I was like "fair but neither did you but I'm neg so no need to worry". Kyle replied "I'd not mate - newly poz and not yet undetectable - but guess you were top so its ok. Now you know you'll still risk it for me - of course you will - I'm 22, with a six pack and basically perfect". i loved the lads cockiness! He said two pints down - need to go to the gents back soon. After about five or ten mins I thought seems like a while - with his cockiness I wondered if he left and was about to burst myself so went to the toilets too. They have quite the reputation in this bar so it was no huge shock to see Kyle sitting in the urinal with his top and trousers off and just wearing trainers. Whilst I'm an otter I loved the site of three big bears gathered round pissing on him and once one was done I took his place and let the flow start. By the time we were done the first bear had got hard and as Kyle bent to get his trackies the hairy bear slipped his big cock in to Kyles hole and the lad pushed back and accepted a deep sniff of poppers. That's right boy take my poz cock the bear growled and Kyle sniffed some more as the bear picked up the pace pounding the lads hole. Eventually he let out a big growl and burst into the lads ass. Perfect! After Kyle got dried off it was pretty much time to leave so we got our bags from the cloak room and put them on. I was like - "you not got any other trainers" and he said "nah - was a spur of the moment thing but it's ok cause its the afternoon session so the shops are still open. Plus you were one of the lads pissing so now your paying mate - I deserve it". I couldn't deny it. And he said "but don't worry you can see them on when we get home". I said "we're going to yours? Want more cum in you". And he replied "haha maybe - after today I need an ass to load - my balls are burstin and I love otters". I was like "will you wear condoms?" and Kyle replied "told you - I'm perfect - you'll risk it for ME". I wasn't sure I could do that but man I love bareback and his abs were amazing - there was the walk home to think about it...

Part 9 Throat fuck: 7 minutes. Chat: 3 minutes. Ass eating: 0 second. Lube: 20 seconds. Punishment ass fuck: 21 minutes. Breeding orgasm: 6 seconds. Post-orgasm endearment: 1 minute. Kiss: 5 seconds. Then Mickey was gone. Magoo was standing in the door frame with two other men. “I am working on lowering his inhibitions. He is not ready to put his ass on the block yet. I’ll get him there soon” Magoo explained to the two strangers “until then guys… get in here… I’ll give you the ride of your life!” On that, Magoo straddled my body on all four. His face smiling above mine. The first guy stepped on the end of the bed, pulled back Magoo toward him and worked his dick home. Magoo leaned over my chest and nibbled my nipples. The second guy hopped on the bed over my head on his knees and jerked his really nice cock from soft to hard. I was able to briefly peek at his flat stomach and firm pecs. The door was still open for anyone to [banned word] in. It must have been a surreal scene: three men cramped on a bathhouse’s single-bed with only a dimmed-light ready to fuck while and other one, trapped by other, lay passively. “Up here, grandpa, suck this poz cock all the way… yeah… that it’s old bat, suck my fucker down your throat. Show us what a cocksucker you really are… what a hungry cum whore you are.” Oh FUCK! I realized; it was the guy with the sexy voice! Oh fuck… fuck! That was enough to fill my jerking fantasies for the next month! No, I was not going to wait…. I started jerking my cock. My cock was hard again. The guy was feeding Magoo with what turned out to be a long veiny cock. Magnificent! from my point of view. And what view I had! His hairy balls were dangling few inches from my mouth… A hairy ass was completing the entire portrait. Any horny guy in my position would have dove-in and nursed on each ball, bathing them with a lot of tongue. Any guy in my position would have snaked his tongue in the sexy ass crack, extending it to reach his hole and with the point teased it until its owner howled of pure joy. You know it by now, I am not any guy. So, I chickened out and watch. I didn’t trust myself. A simple lick on the tantalizing balls above would lead me to perdition. My lust would overpower my mind, and would make me commit regrettable choices. One thought was hammering my head: the sexy guy was… poz. Magoo was spit-roasted like it was a natural thing. His cock jutting from the grey pubes was soft. I moved my hand and grabbed his balls and cock, squeezed them once like you would with someone’s shoulder to give him courage. Magoo moaned his appreciation. In the blink of an eye my field of vision was obscured by the guy’s hairy ass, bringing Magoo’s head down with it. He was slowly moving back and forth. I was barely able to breathe and the manly smell was intoxicating me. I raised my hands tentatively on his thighs to signaled him my condition. “No hands pussyboy! And if you want some air soon, you better get that cock whore-licking tongue in action! Go on and give it some practice licks… just your tongue… that’s it faggot… right there… please your Daddy!” and to add to his command, my fantasy man completely sat on my face, trapping my head between his cheeks and the thin mattress. I didn’t want to… well I did, but no… I was doing it anyway… He pulled back on his heels, freeing me, desperately seeking air. Magoo was quicker! With one hand on my mouth, the other holding a bottle of popper – definitively the black cap one – stuck to my nose, largely breathing the unexpected chemicals, 2 hits… 3 hits… 5 hi… no 4… fuck! Why am I so weak resisting? To not succumb to this induced-nirvana? Oh, God, I didn’t want to, but I was now feasting on the hairy ass as Magoo returned on the cock. “Much better boy! Eat Daddy’s ass!” the sexy voice repeated like a mantra. “Yo! Eddy, you find yourself another asslicker?” I heard the fucker said. The sexy voice has now a name, Eddy. Eddy, sexy! Sexy Eddy! my mind mused in its daze state. I redoubled my effort wanting him to remember this moment, wanting him to tell me how pleased he was with me. Lust! In my horny fogged-mind, I pictured myself on the narrow edge between the too-long frustrated and sex-starved student and the pig that had died and gone to pig’s paradise (whatever that is!). “Jesus! What a fucking faggot whore! Yep, a devoted asslicker and I think he is getting along with the program. I might go easy on him with the paddle later! You should order him to clean your ass after and suck your dick clean. Oh fuck! Keep doing that…" groaned Eddy. No, no, no… I am not a cheap whore up for sale. “Umphh… ir… uw… mmf… onmf… unh… bah…” I said. Both men laughed at my attempt to my protests. Eddy was now holding Magoo’s head and was face-fucking him. I was not able to see, but I did for sure felt his cheeks moved rapidly, putting pressure on my mouth and preventing me to do a proper tongue ass-probing. All along his verbal assault was directed toward me. It was turning me on. I was certain Magoo would received his load, but it was not the case. Jesus (I found after that it was his real name) came in Magoo’s ass with frantic movements causing Magoo’s head to hit my chin and forcing Eddy’s balls right under my nose. “Snifffff!” “Oh! you pathetic faggot! …go ahead… smell your Daddy while I take care of grandpa…!” Multiple balls hairs went right in my nostrils triggering me to sneeze at the same time Eddy rocked back his ass over my nose and mouth again. "YOU MOTHERFUCKING SLUT!” Eddy exclaimed. “I swear you are a hot fucking slut… Damn, that feels strangely good!!! FUCK!" My face was covered in snot, saliva, ass sweat and hairs. And then, everything went still. My mind trying to comprehend what was happening. Jesus had pulled out his cock, and Eddy was standing up, taking Jesus place. Jesus stayed on the side with a look of a fat contented cat. His cock glistening with cum was pulsing from all the excitation it got. Magoo twisted his small body and started cleaning Jesus’ cock. I felt my legs being raised. I was dumfounded. It took me few seconds to comprehend what was happening… to me. I honestly started to struggle, not wanting to be fuck with a poz cock, even if it was sexy Eddy. “No… I don’t want to…” until I felt a hot tongue licking my ass lips in circle. “oh… fuck… mmmh… yes…” “No one will hurt you, Max. I told Eddy and Jesus about you. They will fuck you later… only if you want them to…” Magoo told me in a soothing voice. “mmmh… ok…. thank you… ohhh… for…” “Ssshh… it’s okay… suck grandpa's fingers..." as he inserted two salty fingers in my mouth. "...and rest reassured, I will fuck you first and you will let me…” I didn’t want to and Magoo seemed adamant to.

Mark was the boy next door. In my case, this was literal. I live in a pretty bad part of town, and Mark’s mother was pretty hard up for cash, and she couldn’t afford anything decent for them when she moved in next to me years ago. That was when he was in his last year of elementary school. When he was in eighth grade, I could see that he was going to fill out pretty nicely as he aged. He was a little pudgy and self-conscious about his body. He was always wearing baggy clothes, I think trying to hide his boyfat from bullies. When he was a freshman, his fur started coming in, and by his junior year he had a trashy goatee going, complementing his dark brown curly hair that went from the top of his head turning black as it ran down to his toes. I’m not usually attracted to teenagers. A teenage boy is still a boy. Hell, no one is really manly until they hit their thirties, if then. It takes some time for them to grow hair on their chest, excuse the pun. And they have to be trained. It is a rare boy that is worth the hassle. Mark was different. He was boyish, yes, but also kind of pathetic. I knew that his parents didn’t have money to help him with school, and honestly in my interactions with his mother I assumed it would be pointless anyway since he would probably take after her and she was dumb as a rock. And always, always broke: My first interactions with Mark involved him borrowing something from me. Everything from cooking supplies (basic stuff like butter; she was no chef) to shaving cream when he started to need it a few years ago. She was so dumb she missed the fact that she had a blossoming faggot on her hands. Which was good for Mark, because his stupid mother was also a Pentecostal and didn’t tolerate sodomy. I knew she had her suspicions about me, but she was poor enough to have to send her son my way for the shit she couldn’t pay for, and she needed money more than she needed to express her religious opinions. I first caught wind of this when the kid borrowed a laptop of mine for a school project his junior year. It came back absolutely filthy, filled with gay porn. Age appropriate gay porn; the kid was clearly into other twinkish, young guys. Actually, young white guys that all looked like they came out of an Abercrombie and Fitch shoot. Not my scene, but pretty typical for young white gay teen. Once I knew he had a nose for cock, I started checking the hook up apps for him. Incognito, of course. Eventually I came across him one day, after he had turned 18. According to his profile, he was not into anal. Drug and disease free. Looking for same. Masc only. “Be height weight proportional, under 30 only.” His words all, not mine. Me? I’m all about anal; way, way over 30. And definitely not drug and disease free. But hey, I was masculine. I checked off that box. But I didn’t think the kid would give me the time of day. Little did I know, I had a secret weapon. One day, out of the blue, I got a knock at my door. It was Mark, and he was red with embarrassment. “Hey Mr. Walker, can I talk to you for a minute?” He was shuffling at the threshold to my apartment. He looked like he wanted to be doing anything else. This was always the way he looked when he came over asking for a big favor. “What’s up Mark? Come on in.” I left the door open for him and walked to my living room, sitting in the recliner. Mark followed me, wearing his usual baggy clothing, his phone glued to his hand like always. I had actually bought the phone for him as a gift when he was 15, and all the rest of his friends had the coolest, newest smart phones. It was a pay as you go model, and frankly not very good, but Mark didn’t mind. “Thanks Mr. Walker,” he said as he stood next to the couch. He looked at me, waiting. “You can sit, boy.” I smiled at him, putting an emphasis on the boy part. He was going to need instruction from me at some point. I snapped my fingers, pointing to the part of the couch facing me. “Sit right there.” “Yes, sir,” he said. He was always polite with me, Mark was. I liked that. “Um...I need some advice,” he said. He didn’t want to be having this conversation, that much was certain. He was doing everything he could to look away, delay. He started mumbling something about how stressed he was at school and at home, blah blah blah. Boring poor teenager stories. Talking is overrated: That boy had much better uses for his mouth. “Cut to the chase, Mark: What do you need?” I am not a patient man. I was not about to listen to hours of teen boy sob stories. “Well...see, I need a car to visit my...girlfriend.” This would not be the first time that Mark has borrowed my car. His mother doesn’t own one, and he needed one for his licensing test last year. I own a nice black SUV, and I knew that Mark loved driving it. “I see. Where does your girlfriend live?” Now, I knew damn well that this kid did not have a girlfriend. But I needed to know how far he was going to go to convince me otherwise, in order to get my car. He had to take a moment to think about this. “Uh, Windsor,” he said. “So you need to cross the border?” Mark nodded, eagerly. “Yeah and the thing is she like, um, well her mom is kinda like my mom, you know? So she can’t date or anything, and uh...well, see, her parents are kinda going out of town this weekend...” “So you just need my car for the weekend?” I could feel my dick stirring in my shorts. “Yeah, if that’s ok, Mr. Walker.” He put his head down. The boy didn’t like asking me for help, ever. Probably because he knew how much his mother had taken advantage of me over the years, without me asking for anything in return. If only his mother knew: All of the favors I’d done for Mark over the years were about to be repaid, with interest. I got up and walked over to the door, where my keys were hanging off of a coat rack. I put them in my hand, dangling them. “I don’t know, Mark. If you’re going to be driving I should really let your mom know...” “No!” He said, excitedly. “Please don’t! She won’t let me go.” Those puppy dog eyes were wide open, terrified. “So she doesn’t know about your girlfriend?” “Well uh, she thinks I am going to spend the weekend with a friend from church.” “Jason?” Mark nodded. He did not have many friends, so that could only mean Jason. Jason was Mark’s age, but mixed race and his parents were still together and not, you know, dirt poor like Mark. “So he’s covering for you?” “Well...yeah, I mean...he was gonna go with me...” “You’re both going to go on a date with this girl from Windsor?” “Well I mean, Jay is 19, so he was gonna go and drink while we, uh, did stuff.” Mark is not above lying to get what he wants, but he must have taken me for a fool. He had “borrowed” twenty bucks a couple of months ago to go to Jason’s 18th birthday party, some lame laser tag event with their church friends. And now he had concocted a wild story to justify taking my car out cruising for cock, no doubt. But I sensed an opportunity, and I took it. I made a big deal of it, but after some hemming and hawing I relented and told him that he could use my car that weekend, if he was safe and responsible. The boy was eager, and asked if he could have the keys right away. I told him that I had to clear some things out, but that I would take the keys over to him later that day. After he left, I put my plan into action. Once I had everything in place and set up inside the SUV, I walked over to Mark’s apartment and gave him the keys before his mother got home from work. My own weekend was uneventful. That is, until late on Saturday night, when I turned on the security cameras that gave me a bird’s eye view of my truck’s interior, complete with audio. I toggled a bit, seeing all the different perspectives. It was a sight to behold: A shirtless, tasty Mark giving head to an equally shirtless, big cocked Jason. “Dude, that feels so good,” Jason whispered. “Your mouth feels so fucking good....” “Mmmphh” was all that Mark could say in reply. Jason was snaking his hand down Mark’s back, moving his fingers underneath the boy’s baggy pants. “Just let me fuck you,” Jason asked. Mark shook his head, lifting his mouth up from Jason’s cock. I could see it on one of the screens: That precum and spit connecting Mark’s cocksucker lips to Jason’s tool. “Dude, I told you I’m not into that.” “Come on man, just for a minute.” Jason’s hand moved farther down, and he seemed to be stroking Mark’s ass cheek. “No way Jay. I don’t get fucked.” Jason pulled Mark up and kissed him, then whispered in his ear. Something that was too low for the camera to catch. Mark turned around. “Ok, but just a finger.” Jason immediately shoved his arm further down Mark’s pants and started playing with that unopened hole, causing Mark to groan with pleasure. Oh yeah, I had these boys where I needed them. I let this go on for a while without telling Mark I knew anything. He and Jason had a few more fun nights together in my SUV. Jason was slowly introducing Mark to the pleasures of gay sex, but he was not having any luck getting the kid to give him his ass. At the same time, the boys were starting to drink and smoke pot together. I saw some of it on the cam, but the boy was starting to reek of it when I saw him in the hallway. Finally, one Friday night he texted me, asking if I could come get him because he was too drunk to drive home. I texted back that I didn’t have any way of getting to Windsor. Then he called me. Slurring, he apologized. “I’m not in Windsor,” he explained. “Jay and I got into a fight...” His voice trailed off. He sounded confused, and like he had been crying. “Where are you?” He gave me the directions to a park that was about a half mile away from Jason’s house.They must have been going there to get busy. By the time I had ubered my way over, he was asleep, with the car running. I knocked on the driver’s window and he sat up, startled, and opened the door. “Has the car been running this whole time?” I asked. “Yeah, sorry Mr. Walker, sir,” Mark slurred. “I didn’t want to drive ‘cause...” his voice trailed off, his intoxication obvious. “Mark, you dumb shit, they can get you for a DUI if the car is running. Get in passenger seat.” He stepped out of the car and stumbled, and I had to carry him over to the passenger seat. He started to panic. “I can’t go home like this, Mr. Walker, my mom...” I nodded. “Your mom is going to be very upset with you, don’t you think?” I turned the ignition and started pulling out of the lot and headed towards the park exit. “I’m feeling tense just from what you put me through tonight,” I added. “You could have gotten us both in a lot of trouble.” The boy’s eyes were closed. “I’m sorry Mr. Walker, really I am.” “Well, not as sorry as you will be after I’ve talked with your mom about this. “ Mark opened his eyes, and looked like he was going to keep crying. But he didn’t say anything, just slouched more into his seat. “Especially after I show her the video.” This sobered him up a bit, or at least made him sit up straight. “What video?” “My security camera. Haven’t checked it lately, but if you have been drinking in this car then she needs to know.” That really got his attention. He was staring at me wide eyed. “You have a camera in here?” “Of course I have a camera in here, Mark. You know how often cars get stolen in this town?” Mark didn’t say anything, but he didn’t have to: I could tell from his sweat and trembling that he knew he was going to be caught with his pants down and Jason’s big cock in his mouth. “Uh, could you not show her the video?” I shrugged. “What’s in it for me?” And Mark knew I was right. As far as he knew I had put my trust in him and he had let me down. One of the few people around him that actually seemed to care, and to do things for him. “I can do stuff for you,” he suggested. “Like...chores, that kind of stuff. Just please don’t tell my mom.” “You smell like a distillery and a hemp festival all wrapped in one,” I pointed out. “Your mom is gonna know you were out drinking.” I could feel my cock swelling in my jeans. We were not far from the apartment now. Not far at all. “Can I crash at your place? Please just let me sleep it off,” he whined at me. “If you sleep at my place, are you gonna tell me what happened tonight?” I asked him. “Everything?” He just nodded. But now he looked defeated. As we walked into my apartment, I stopped him at the doorway. “You’re not coming in here with those stinking clothes,” I told him. “Take them off.” Mark hesitated for a minute, then started taking his shirt off, struggling through his inebriation. He stripped down to his boxer briefs, apparently thinking it was over. I had to take a minute to drink him in: A little shorter than me but covered with that fine black fur. And of course, I had to see the rest of him. “All of it,” I said. “And go hop in the shower. I don’t want you stinking up the place.” He walked over to the hallway and immediately went in the wrong room. “Whoops!” I heard him say. Once I heard him step into the shower, I started disrobing. When I opened the shower door he jumped, completely startled. “Mr. Walker! What?” He stumbled again, the alcohol and pot still clouding his head. Now, I am not that attractive. I’m attractive enough to have sex regularly, but I am a little bulky, I’m losing my hair and my thirties are nothing but a memory now, and I have a lot of silver or salt and pepper hair to prove it. But I have something that a lot of fags absolutely love: A nice nine inch cock. And now it was hard, and I was not trying to hide it. I just pushed my way in and pushed him aside as I started rinsing with the water and then lathering soap over my body. “Hot water only lasts for a few minutes,” I explained. “We’re gonna need to share.” He watched me lather up my dick, and he seemed to be hyperfocused on it. So focused he didn’t hear me calling his name. “Mark? Earth to Mark?” I snapped my fingers. He was pretty drunk still. He looked back at me, and then seemed to shake himself out of whatever daydream he was in. “Sorry, Mr. Walker. I’m still kinda out of it.” “That’s ok, boy.” I lathered up my hand with soap. “You know, Mark, I’ve been watching those videos.” I put my soapy, right hand over my cock, stroking it. Mark looked absolutely terrified as I used my left hand to turn him around and press his stomach against the shower, while moving it down his back until my soaped fingers pressed down along his crack. “You probably don’t want your mom to see those videos, do you, Mark?” He just shook his head, hanging it down in shame. “And I am guessing that you don’t want Jason’s parents to see you drinking down his loads of cum, do you?” “No, Mr. Walker.” I started lathering up his hole, and he reached back to stop me but I used my right hand to grab his. “Just let me get you clean, boy.” I started soaping him up, and he started moaning as my fingers teased around his hole. “I don’t really do that,” he whispered. “What? Clean your asshole?” “No, I mean...I don’t put things up there...” I could tell from his body language that he was getting really uncomfortable. I didn’t want to come on too strong. He hadn’t tried to run away from me yet, so I would take it slower. I moved my hand away and shrugged, like I didn’t care. In reality, my hard on throbbed because my touch was the first confirmation that his hole was hairy. “Just soaping it up,” I said. “But you should always keep your cock and ass clean, boy. Always ready for a man to use them.” I finished rinsing off. As I watched him, I saw that his cock was growing. “So you really don’t want your mom to see that video huh?” I asked, scrubbing what was left of my hair with shampoo. I could see Mark staring at me, his eyes darting between my grey haired chest and my cock. “No,” he admitted. His hands had crept to his 5 inch penis, which he was stroking now. “That’s a really big favor, Mark,” I said. “What’s in it for me?” “I don’t know, Mr. Walker...” “You said something about chores?” “Yes!” Mark yelled, eagerly, his eyes wide and a big smile. “I can do chores for you!” He looked at my cock. “What kind of chores?” “Um, any kind...” I put my wet hand in the kid’s hair and stroked it. “Be more specific.” Mark hung his head. “I can suck you off. If that’s what you want.” “No, not really.” Mark had no reason to know this, but I was not really a fan of blowjobs. It was his tight, unpenetrated ass that I craved. “Not right now anyway.” He stared at me. “I have a few videos,” I told him. “Mostly shows you, sucking off Jason. Smoking pot, drinking.” I stroked my cock for him. “Just teens being teens. But I don’t think your mom would like it would she?” He shook his head. “No.” I put my hands on his shoulders. “And you don’t have anywhere else to go, do you?” Mark choked up at this. “No.” “I see.” I pushed him down, until he was forced onto his knees. “You gonna do what I say?” I asked him. He nodded at me, uncertain, his innocent curly haired face staring back at me, waiting. I pressed my dick against his lips. “Open.” I grabbed his hair, holding him against my groin. He dutifully obeyed, taking about a quarter of my nine incher into his mouth. I just stood, waiting. He started licking, hesitantly, moving his tongue around my head. And then I did it: I pissed right in his mouth. At first I think the kid thought that I was filling him with a load. Probably thought that I came prematurely like his boyfriend. But a couple seconds in, he realized what I was doing and, acting on instinct, tried to pull away. That’s when I made sure he drank it all. It wasn’t much, but I had to make sure that he knew the score. After I finished he looked up, mouth still on my dick, bewildered. Frightened. And, I think, a little excited. Because what’s better for a bottom than pleasing his top? Nothing really. And whether this kid knew it or not, he was a bottom. Or a bottom in training. And I aimed to teach him well. “Don’t leave a drop,” I told him. He sucked and sucked for a few minutes. Then I pushed him off of me and finished rinsing off while he waited on his knees. I turned off the water. “Use the mouthwash on the sink,” I told him. “There are towels in the cabinet.” I left the shower, grabbing the towel I had put out for myself when I came in. Stumbling and shaking, Mark came out drenched, looking for a towel. “Where are they?” he asked again, still dazed and confused. I grabbed a towel from the cabinet, annoyed. “Here.” “Thanks, Mr. Walker,” he said, drying himself off. Then he stumbled again, and that was when I realized that this kid was probably too shit faced to even remember me pissing in him. After he finished drying his body, he stood, mute. Waiting for something. “Go sit on the couch,” I said. He obeyed immediately, without question. As his body sank into the couch, I grabbed my phone to interface with the TV. “I’m so sleepy,” he said, snuggling into the couch. The little bitch thought he could get out of this by playing tired! “No school tomorrow,” I reminded him. “And no work for me. You should stay awake.” He preferred not to. He started moving his face against the pillow, smiling against it. “You don’t mind, do you Mr. Walker? I’m just really sleepy...” Now, ordinarily, I would let the boy sleep; after all, this piece of trash was going to end up ass up no matter what I did. Tonight, something was different. I could sense it. I let the kid lie down on the couch, and after he was asleep I raised his legs up. That sweet ass stared at me, winking. I had to have it tonight. So I did what any rational man would do: I went and grabbed a baggie of Tina and started moistening his hole with it. He started to stir. "Mr. Walker? What's going on?" I stroked my cock as I worked his hole over. Then I pushed some of the crystal inside, making Mark wince in pain. "Mark, you and your mother have taken advantage of me." I circled my finger inside his hole, and he moaned. When he saw that I was staring at him, he looked down in shame. "I-I guess. I'm sorry Mr. Walker we just-" I plunged another finger inside. "Ow! Mr. Walker I didn't-ow ow!" I was jabbing both fingers in and out now, and he was starting to open up. His protests were turning to purrs of delight. Oh yes. Tonight I planned to go all the way until this slut was begging for more cock in that pussy.

Andrew woke up to the sun streaming through his bedroom window. He was naked, and had little recollection of how he got there. Suddenly a memory broke through the haze, the Church, his Uncle, all the strangers that had fucked him. His hole twitched at the thought, he ran his hand over it, he was definitely still loose. Slipping a finger in he could feel some random load still inside him, a small whimper erupted from his mouth. Rising from the bed he stepped towards the mirror, his mouth dropped, and his heart sunk. How would he explain this to his Dad! On his chest, now sat a pentacle, 'Ave Satana' sat underneath it. It didn't stop there, his nipples before small and cute were now red and puffy, barbells now pierced them both. His cock also now was adorned with metal, as small barbell pierced the head of his cock, and a metal cock ring was around the base. Turning around he could see a small Biohazard tramp stamp just above his ass. Andrew knew he was in deep shit, if Dad saw any of this he would go ballistic. His best bet would be to cover it up until his Uncle got home and he could figure out a plan. Andrew stopped, his hole twitched again, he remember vividly the feeling of his uncles cock punishing Andrew's hole. What would dad do if he found out, Andrew knew he would submit to his Uncle again, but he didn't want to risk loosing him. Dad might throw Uncle Dom out if he found out what had happened, this was bad. Walking over to his draws a folded note sat on top, addressed to him. Opening it up, a simple phrase was scrawled inside; "Fags wear Fag clothes" Andrews heart jumped, but then with a sudden realisation it dropped again. Opening the draw he groaned, Uncle Dom wasn't going to make it easy on him. Inside the draw were not his usual clothes, inside instead were imitations of his old things. Shirts had been cut into crop tops, his jeans were now barely shorts. Some new items of clothing were there too, tight fitting underwear, jocks, thongs, even some small shirts which ranged from slogans such as; "Knock me up daddy" to "Looking for a Daddy". This was ridiculous, Uncle Dom couldn't expect me to wear this in public, he wouldn't last out the day let alone the week. Steeling himself with a deep breath, he pulled on some clothes. What he ended up going downstairs wearing, was a black thong, a pair of shorts that did nothing but highlight the thong, and a crop top that had a very visceral drawing of a small twink being fucked by a larger hairier man. "Um wow son, new look?" Andrew's dad was similar in a lot of ways to his Unlce, except clean cut. The piercings and the tattoos weren't there, instead his Dad the younger of the two was similar in hight and build. Both men were massive, incredibly strong and muscular, they worked out most days together in the garage. Stepping towards him, Andrew could see his Dad has seen the thong, his eyes darted all over the new appearance, and at the crude drawing. "Dom said that you had a nasty thing with your ex, he said that you were acting out and staying round a mates? Is this... um part of that" Dad visibly swallowed, he was having a tough time looking at Andrew. Andrew was having an equally hard time meeting his fathers gaze, but for a different reason, he was bright red and staring at the floor. "Its.. uh, yeah. I'm trying something new" "Thats good.. um, I'm going to the office... bye" Andrews Father quickly ducked out, clearly uncomfortable. The door at the end of the hall slammed shut, Andrew breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was able to hide the Biohazard tattoo from his father, if he had turned around this would have gone wildly different. Andrew wondered what he should do next, he was off from Uni and his Dad was being awkward. As if by magic, Dom walked in, he was sweating heavily. Andrew could smell the sweat from across the room, his body involuntarily tensed with need. "Hey fag" Dom stretched an arm over his head, displaying the sweaty pit. Dom knew what he was doing, he knew he needed to move fast. If he was going to make a dedicated chemmed up pig of his nephew he would need to lay groundwork of submission quick, soon Andrew would be totally dependent on Dom. Just where he wanted him if he was going to make a few bucks of the little slut. Andrews eyes bulged, he knew his dad was only in the other room, but his nature was telling him to lock his Uncles pits. It was as if since Father had fucked him, since he smoked Poz Pigs pipe, he had unlocked something inside him. "Get over here fag, don't make me ask again" Doms husky voice sounded in the quiet room. Andrew winced, he glanced at the door, hoping his father wouldn't see. Andrew rushed over, diving his head into his uncles pit. Snorting and licking he was desperate for the stench of his uncles pit, the sweet saltiness. Uncle doms hand held him in the pit, Andrew was in heaven. He still couldn't get over the fact, his Uncle a god of men was using his own nephew. Andrew moaned, quickly being transferred to the other pit. Doms hands guided him, gripping his neck like a vice, Andrew couldn't have done anything else. "Knees fag, your Uncle needs a piss after his run" Doms' strong arms pushed Andrew to his knees, dutifully Andrew looked up into his Uncles eyes and opened his mouth. Dom reached into his sweaty joggers and fished out his large cock, piercing hanging at its tip, and familiar metal cock ring at its base. Andrews mouth began watering, he wrapped his lips around his Uncles cock head. He wouldn't spill any thing time, less it give it away to his dad Dom tensed, releasing himself into his new piss pig. He held his hands around Andrews head, watching as the office door slowly opened. "Hey so about earlier, I don't think its appropriate for you to wear that kind of stuff son..." Stan stopped mid sentence, and stop mid step. He looked at the scene before him, his son struggling on his brothers cock. Doms hands held Andrews head to his crotch, Andrew was looking dead into his eyes trying to push off. Dom persisted, turned to him and winked. "Hey bro, just having a piss in the fag" Grunting Dom pumped more piss into Andrew, Stan watched as his son swallowed piss his eyes taking all of it in. He noticed the biohazard symbol on the small of his back, shock set in. Stan knew what had happened, Andrew had gone to the church. Andrew struggled to keep drinking his uncles piss, but he had no choice. Even when his father was stood only a meter away, watching his fag son comit [banned word]. He was ashamed to admit, but he was so hard right now, Andrew wanted people to know how much of fag he was. Andrew needed men to know that he was there to serve. Dom relaxed, the last of his piss drainging into his nephews mouth. Pulling out he shook his cock, his PA catching the sunlight. Then pulling his joggers off, he walked over to the toilet to take a shower. He wanted to let them process the new power dynamic of the house.

After Max's second load, the boys had settled into a more relaxed posture with max resting gently on his side, his arm around Oliver and his semihard cock once so obstinate now buried safely inside the piggy twinks warm cummy hole as the two dozed lightly. Trey stirred lightly from behind max's broad shoulders, his sticky cockhead resting gently between Max's firm cheeks as a small pearl of Treys poz batter leaked from the slumbering hunks slippery little ring. Trey watched as it coated the head of his prick slowly, as if to slyly beckon him inside once again. Trey lazily stretched to the nightstand and gently plucked the small bottle of poppers into his hand so as not to wake the sleeping pigs. unscrewing the top and reaching around Max's muscular shoulders he gently held the bottle against his nose. Trey glanced down and began softly flexed his hips, rocking his aching prick against max as the poppers opened him like a flower. Trey slid the length of himself deep inside the slumbering stud as his own warm cum rushed to coat his leaking rod. Quietly he returned the bottle to the nightstand and gently placing his hand on Olivers slender hip, he pushed softly but firmly, driving both of them deep inside. Oliver stirred at the wonderful sensation of a grown mans throbbing tool as it filled him again. looking over he saw Trey softly pumping full strokes of his cock into Max, taking pleasure in gaping the now loose and welcoming hole as his balls worked up another load of toxic creme to deposit. "what are you doing?" oliver whispered, rocking gently in time to Treys thrusts. "Giving him a nice warm gift" Trey smiled. "lie back down and relax. just let me finish up" Trey concentrated on his cock as it stretched and filled the boy with rhythmic sticky thrusts. "It'll help if you milk him ollie. Guys convert better if they cum when theyre getting filled up." Ollie nodded and went to work, swirling his feminine hips and working the big cock inside him just as Doug had taught him so many times. Reaching down, Trey gently cupped Max's bloated sack. "hes close, dont stop" Trey muttered. As much as he delighted in watching Max's gaping ring gobble his dick up, it was best to keep it inside to keep the seed from dribbling out. Pushing against Max he quickened his pace until finally he felt his balls begin to shoot jet after white hot jet into the hole. "mmmm drink up sweetie. lets fill that pussy nice and full" Trey cooed felt the familiar contractions of Maxs orgasm, punctuated by a series of groans from the boy. Trey didnt know if max could feel it, but hot cum splashing inside him always drove him to shoot. Perhaps max was the same. Ollie squinted at the clock and struggled to recall for a moment until it hit him. "oh shit, i have to pick my brother up at the airport!" Olliver practically jumped off the mans dribbling cock as Trey rolled out of the bed, satisfied Max would keep his gift safe inside for a few more hours while he rested. "my clothes!" olliver hissed in panic. "dont worry ill get them. You'd better get a quick shower." No sooner than Trey had offered, Oliver pattered into the connected bathroom and cranked on the water as an obscene drool of hot man cum ran down his thighs. Trey returned with a pile of clothes and stepped in to join Oliver. "thanks" the filthy young pig sheepishly announced to Trey as he began to soak in the running shower. "h-hey..." Oliver turned around surprised to see Trey lining his semilhard cock up to Olivers welcoming hole and promptly sliding home. "im helping!" trey smiled. "gotta get cleaned up right?" Oliver scowled at the thought that trey wasnt taking his mad dash seriously until he gasped lightly in surpsise and looked down. "there ya go. " Trey sighed contentedly and pulled Olivers hips closer as the shower rained down on the two boys. Oliver sighed and leaned back against Trey as he obediently relaxed and let Treys piss drain into him. "that a boy ollie" Trey slipped out of the little slut and spun him around to gently work his swolen nipples. "now let it out." Trey watched as a torrent of piss and cum drained from the obedient young boys smooth hairless hole on command. "good boy. all clean now." Trey handed the soap back to the contented little pig with a smile.

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...

I well remember the first time I felt the beauty of a bareback cock in my hole. In my very early 20s I went to meet a local couple for some fun, as they had invited me to come and check out their playroom. We got on great, headed to the playroom, they learned how good my throat felt, and I was asked if I wanted to try the sling. Naked now, I got up and climbed in, and they showed me how to best position for both comfort, and giving access to my hole. At that moment, with a little smile on his face, one of them took two steps forward straight between my legs and was sliding straight into my hole like a hot knife into butter. He closed his eyes and let out a really long, low moan of ecstacy. I lay there utterly stunned. He was inside me bareback! And it was like just another day to him! And it felt so amazing. Felt so right. That was the first hint I got that this was how it was supposed to feel. Always. He sealed it in as his hips started to move, and his beautiful, 8 inch, thick and totally unprotected cock began to slide in and out of me slowly and steadily. I have no idea how long I lay suspended there as he calmly and quietly fucked me. It was bliss though. And when he stepped away, his dick quietly popping out of me, my world had changed forever. Over a decade later and I still visit those wonderful men who have taught me so much. We still go up to the playroom for fun. And every time I'll hop into the sling, get positioned, and that moment will be fresh in my memory as when it happened. And then his cock slides right in...

Late November 2018 I won a lottery draw where my prize was getting fucked bareback for 3 hours by five of the event porn stars and then any of the event attendees, in a sling in the middle of the floor. We estimated after that at least 55 guys had been inside me, but we counted the cumshots throughout and I was bred 22 times, mostly by total strangers.

[think before following links] http://nesaporn.com/to/1107552-stealthing_broken_condom_bareback_and_breeding.html I love stealthing videos, so hot!

Delicious nourishing new boy to play with

Choke me, daddy

When I had a partner (light years ago) I was lucky to get it once a month. A panda had a higher sex drive. Needless to say I went looking for it somewhere else.

I don't think there's all that much distance between male desires and pornographic content. The urge to dominate and degrade is widespread. And you probably have a face that makes for an attractive target.

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.

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.

Been a long wait for this one, my apologies... **************************************************** I stared at the screen for a moment thinking about it. All the years of hearing Doug sexualize Troy and my head was spinning with lust and fear. Realizing I was taking to long to respond I typed quickly, “On my way.” I grabbed my keys and in less than five minutes I was pulling into his driveway. I hit my pipe a few times before I left, knowing it would only help and left it in the car. Troy doesn't do that. I walked right in and found porn playing on the TV in the den with a bottle of poppers right beside it. I grabbed the bottle and sampled, very nice. The porn was planting something, I recognized it from my own collection. Both buzzes hit me at once, also the same moment he came from the bedroom with an open robe. That big cock swinging between his legs, smile on his face. He brushed it in front of my face and he walked past. My position on the couch and proximity to the coffee table left little room for him to get passed. He reclined beside me on the couch, exposed on on display. I hit the bottle a few times and settled in to enjoy my meal. No cock ever tasted better. A beautiful piece of seven inch thick cock slide slowly into my mouth. I had had plenty of time to salivate to accommodate this beauty. I sucked hard and deep as long as I could but eventually I had to resurface. Perfect opportunity to hit the poppers before returning to my duty. I sucked the head briefly before jerking him slowly so I could lick and suck on his balls. I sucked him after that for as long as he let me, but not long enough. I had thought that maybe I could get him off with a blowjob and that would be fine. But it seemed only a short time later when he pulled me off of that delicious tool and turned me around on my knees. I grabbed the bottle and let me eyes roll back in my head as he sank his tongue in my ass. Pure heaven and I kept the bottle right there because I knew what would inevitable happen. And it did, first a finger then a thumb. He finally pulled back and sat on the couch and struggled with something, I looked back. He was putting a condom on. I was relieved as he came back rubbing lube on me and his cock and slowly sank into me. Thank god for poppers. It hurt at first but was bearable, eventually he settled into a rhythm and kept plowing away. Definitely worth the poppers. He pulled out and laid back on the couch. I took my cue to mount and reposition and lowering myself on his still sheathed cock. After several failed attempts at comfortable entry I hit the poppers again and lowered myself onto him just as he removed the condom. Instantly I felt the difference and told him so as I started milking his cock. I rode him for ten minutes before he got his strength back and flipped me over onto my back and sank quickly into a position that allowed for a steady rhythm and deep penetration. His breathing quicked and I head those words I dreaded, “I'm gonna cum soon.” My head was swimming with everything and the ecstasy. “Do you want me to pull out?” I quickly nodded and closed my eyes as I was close to unload myself. He pulled out of me and pushed my legs higher, taking his cock and beating it. It wasn't long before he was firing shot after shot of cum at me freshly plowed hole. I could feel in splashing on my ass and felt at least one spray find and coat my hole. He wiped the cum from his cock on my ass and kept my legs elevated while he used his fingers to pool the remaining cum on my hole while I strained to keep it closed. With the remaining cum pooled where he wanted it he circled my pucker with his finger. I watched him intently as he looked at me and said, “I pulled out.” After he spoke he slowly pushed his finger into my hole bring his load with it. It was at that moment I lost control of myself and started announcing my own climax. As cum started erupting from my hard-as-it-has-ever-been cock, he rocked me back and in one motion his finger was replaced by his cock forcing the rest of his load deep into my sore ass. He stroked viciously while I came all over myself. Finally after it subsided he pulled out of me and went to take a shower. I put my clothes back on quickly and left, returning home still dazed with everything but feeling completely satisfied.

I had a 17 year row with my neighbor, which happened to be gay as well. We lived on an estate lot that was one acre, so you would think with the distance you would not have too many reasons to get into issues. But I think it made the matter worse as we never had to really interact face to face. But the minute they moved in (it was a couple), we started having issues. Started with us wanting to put a fence up as their dog kept coming over and messing with ours, to noise complaints and bylaw. Since we never were in violation we were never were fine, but one year we had 28 different visits from the city. We could not have a party without the cops showing up. He harassed through the city for eight years, but there was a particular bad five year period where I started keeping a log of all the bylaw and police visits until I contacted a city official and demonstrated he was using the city services to harass us and basically the city told me they would visit him to explain to him the bylaws and that he would be the one to be fined if he kept making frivolous complaints. He was running a business without proper permits in his home so I retaliated and forced him to take his sign down, reduce his staff size and he handed up in litigation with the city which probably ended up costing him thousands of dollars in legal fees. They eventually split and I ended up working with his EX who shared with me I was enemy number one and he obsessed at everything I was doing on my side of the fence and could never understand why the obsession? What the EX did not know, is at some point along I did a huge mind fuck to his EX BF. At the time the negative interactions were already started but we just mostly ignored him. I was at a cruising park with a out of town buddy, he liked to show off making me suck his big cock, and make me suck any cock he wanted. I had lots of fun cockfest with him. So it is dark and I am on my knees sucking my buddy in the bushes just off the parking lot. So a guy shows up and as he gets closer, although it is very dark, I can recognize it is the neighbor, my buddy shifts to show off his cock and I figure he will skedaddle the minute he recognizes him. But he does not, and I get the impression his night vision is not to par with mine. Beside I am not with my partner and my buddy is from out of town so a perfect stranger to him. He opens his pants and whips out a nice thick cock and starts stroking. My buddy pulls away and guide my mouth to his cock and I dive in, hey it’s a nice cock I don’t care it’s attached to an asshole and I am sort of enjoying how twisted this is. My buddy pulls me up, but I don’t stop sucking for a moment, and starts fucking my ass while he pushes my face in the neighbors pubes. I am deepthroating him for all I am worth and I can feel my buddy picking up speed and the neighbor getting tenser as I am holding on to his glutes. They both shoot their loads, I swallow the neighbors load, all of it l, and my buddy pumps a big one deep in my hole. They both start making small talk, wow that was hot, etc... I bend over and grab my shorts and straighten up while I lean towards him so I can catch some of the parking light and tell him “I guess you did not recognize me?” A look of horror comes over his face and he just dives out of the bushes and beeline to his car. He is out in a blink. My buddy asks me what was this about? And I proceed to explain this was my closed minded neighbor that we have been having a fence fight with since they moved in. My buddy starts laughing and tells me that this was a cruel twisted mind fuck, to which I agree, but I am like it was a hot scene!

I get fucked by this gross guy all the time because he fucks like an animal

Fortunately I met a really dirty minded twink yesterday. After we throat fucked and ass fucked each other we went to the bathroom. His shower cubicle was quite large for continuing the play. We gave a nice golden shower to each other. He didn’t drink but me. I swallowed his hot piss like a wanderer in desert. After both of us were totally covered with our piss, we started to smear it, to rub each other’s body by cuddling and kissing. He was sucking my piss-covered tongue enthusiastically. Needless to say that we were getting horny again and next fuck turn came there and then.

I haven't been fucked by someone I hate but by someone who hated me: my ex's ex. I was in my mid 20s and was being chased by this guy whenever I went out to the clubs and bars. I was pretty slutty at the time and I wouldn't have minded a casual fuck as he was very attractive but I didn't really like how hard he was hitting on me and I didn't seem to get away from him, bumped into him everywhere. I didn't know he had a boyfriend all the time he was chasing me. Anyway after a while he succeeded and we became sort of involved. Hanging out and going out and stuff. No sex as he had just been circumcised and it hurt too much (except for a few careful blowjobs but no anal). At one time I remarked to one of his friends (my 'new' friends) that there was this guy across the dance floor who was looking at me very unfriendly. "Oh that's B and it's because *** dumped him for you". Oops.... After a few months of no sex with my new "bf" I was up the wall. Until then I had been sleeping around and cruised the park almost every night to get fucked and not being fucked was driving me crazy. I tried to be faithful but that just wasn't me. So I started cruising for sex. I was at this bar and saw B across the bar. He didn't see me. I only came there for one thing and went straight to the dark room. Really dark. My bubble butt was a big succes there. Ass up face down I had been fucked a few times. I was about to get up and leave when I felt hands feeling my ass and was pushed back and a guy started fucking me. Felt like a big cock and he knew what he was doing. I was in bottom heaven and creamed the bed I was lying on. He finished and pulled out. My hole felt wet. Condoms were still the norm at that time but he had fucked me bare and shot a load in me. When he left I turned around and in the light of the door I could see it was B who had fucked me. I don't think he realised it was me he had been fucking. I felt a bit guilty but it had been suck a good fuck! Managed to leave the bar without him noticing me. I still remember this fuck very clearly. If I had a bf who fucked like that I wouldn't let him go 😉 My "bf" turned out to be vers with a very low sex drive. Not surprising -with my sex drive- we broke up eventually.

I like it! What can't you like about a man that "smell like a distillery and a hemp festival all wrapped in one”! More... more... more...

Thank you sexy one!

I’m usually thinking about milking every last drop out of him. And then it’s about cleaning him off and getting him hard again for another round.

I've had both happen. The guy off of here lives in Dallas too and listed his BBRT profile and I wasn't familiar with what that was, so I checked it out. I'd liked his personality and he checked a lot of the boxes for me, so I messaged him on BBRT and we hooked up. Maybe I'd built the hype up too much. I mean, it was fun and all and the sex was hot but it wasn't the greatest ever. Like me he likes no strings and casual and we've hooked up a few times. I'm not gonna lie, I love taking his cock and would like more but know he's not interested in dating and to be honest I'm not ready for it. I've had a few hate fucks too. One was this bullying asshole in HS but I know I can't talk about that here. He used me pretty regular and I hated myself for letting it happen but did enjoy the sex. I had sex with a few guys in HS I didn't like at all but was sexually attracted too. It's so hard to explain the attraction mixed with the disgust. That's why I started doing more anon stuff, as I wanted to get away from it. Been doing some regular "hate fucking" with a guy from school...this taller blonde Anglo who's cocky and kind full of himself. Nothing about him screams gay, he has a GF, looks and acts straight but some guys I know say he cruises the bathrooms and hooks up with guys. I've never seen him in one so I don't know if that's true or not. I was at Paris, a local ABS some months back and saw him coming out of a booth with a rougher thuggy Latino kid and it was pretty clear they'd been fucking as I could hear them from where I was. His face turned bright red as he recognized me from school and he pulled me back into the booth with him, pulling the door shut behind him. He told me there was nothing to be ashamed of and that he wouldn't say anything to anyone about me being there and that I should do the same. He had his hand on my arm gripping it tightly and me held close to him as he spoke. I'm not gonna lie but I was really turned on by how scared and intense he was. I told him it was cool and that he didn't need to be worried. He kept repeating it, like somehow by repeating it he was making it true. I was trying hard not to laugh at him as he was kind of pathetic and I looked at the floor and saw no condoms, so I knew whatever he did in there with the other guy was bareback, which got me super hard. He was now admitting he had needs and had backed me up against the wall and had started undoing my jeans and was pulling them down, while also undoing his own jeans and pulling them down, pulling out his own dick that was semi hard. He asked me if I had needs too and I said I did and that was why I was there. He laughed and asked what my needs were and I was honest, said I was there to fuck and get fucked. He flipped me to face the wall and I could hear him fumbling for something in his jeans and then felt lube spilling on my ass and his cock entering me roughly. I was pretty sure he was going raw and didn't care. I wanted it raw and I wanted him to cum in my ass. He said he was looking to fuck too as he forced more of dick in me and I whispered how good he felt in me and how much I wanted it. He forced more and more of his cock in me and while it felt amazing it was kind of scary how big his cock was and also it kind of hurt at the same time. He'd barely gotten it all in me when I felt him shudder and could feel him cum inside me. He apologized and said he'd gotten really worked up and started stroking inside me, which was a lot easier with all his cum inside me. He worked to another climax, now stroking my cock and telling me he wanted me to fuck him once he came. I was struggling not to shoot my load and had to keep telling him to stop jerking me as I was close. Once he came I quickly had him up against the wall and fucked him, in the process realizing that he'd probably been fucked by the Latino kid he was in the booth with as I entered him easily. As I fucked him he started making the same noises I'd heard coming from the booth earlier and it was clear he'd been fucked by the kid and took his load. I was super turned on knowing this asshole loved taking Latino cock and cum and had no problem taking it anon. He was begging for my cum and I gladly unloaded it inside him. I pulled out of him and quickly started pulling my clothes back on as I just wanted to get out of there before he started talking again. He seemed upset again and started up on the whole "there's nothing to be ashamed of" shit again. I told him it was cool and that I wasn't going to say anything. He looked like he was going to cry and asked to get my number. I was pretty sure this was an act and he just wanted to pull me in closer to try and control me so I wouldn't tell. The sex was hot and I was sure I could get more out of him so we swapped numbers, but he made it clear I couldn't message him, he would have to message me. And right then and there I knew it was about control. He had to have control. And I was fine with that. He messages me fairly regularly and he's back to his usual arrogant prick self with me but I don't give a shit as I know he likes getting barebacked like the pig he is. He's asked me to line up other Latino guys for three ways and I've done that and joined him with other guys he's lined up. I find it hard to stifle laughing at him as his GF probably has no idea how much Latino cock and cum he takes. I still can't stand him outside of when we're not fucking but live for getting a message from him saying he wants it.

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.

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

Someone about 20 years older taught me how to suck cock when I was 11. It went on for about 3 years. Never had me do anything I wasn't comfortable doing. Consider myself bi and have enjoyed taking cock ever since.

"You'll pull out before you cum right?" "Sure if that's what you want at the time." His confident reply. I just nodded my head a little and the most beautiful onslaught of my hairy ass by his turgid raw cock began. We revolved through so many positions and I just kept letting ... no ... inviting his big raw cock back in. Missionary was my favorite as his stunning gaze beamed down at me. As I thought I recognized the quickening of his pace and gasping breaths he said "I'm getting close, where do you want this toxic load?" "Pull out! Pull out! On my back " I begged. "Are you sure? I'd rather knock you up if I already haven't. " I quickly pulled off his cock and dove to take his large member and toxic load down my throat. Well most of it, I lifted off to soon... his last rope blast streaked up my cheek and into my eye . When I cleared my eye enough he was grinning down at me. As if I needed it spelled out he said; "Mucus membrane for my highly toxic load ... you may as well have let me breed your ass man. " It was not a malicious voice at all. In fact in his afterglow his sweetness melted me. I forgot my fears as we cuddled ... and then the door closed and he was gone. Full realization then set in, I had accepted all his toxic precum in my ass and some of his cum escaped my throat to be entering through my eye membrane. Fear! Panic! And a massive erection and powerful horniness took over. I jerked off to a fantasy of him cumming in my ass. As I imagined what it would feel like I had an epic orgasm. The memory and intensity of this hookup, the raw sex, the fear, the hunger, the splat in the eye ... the regret, the fear I could be infected haunted me for the next 2 months until I got up the courage to go for testing. I lost nights sleep with worry ... but it would always revert to the memory getting me very horny, my cock hardening, and the thought of taking toxic cum triggering a huge orgasm . What was I thinking?

I like CBT in a bondage scene

There are a lot of guys who plan their conversions and others who never know it’s happening, but I was part of that middle group who hadn't really planned it but let themselves get carried away in the heat of the moment. Like most guys I started out practicing safe sex almost exclusively, except for those rare occasions where I knew the top well, and knew he was neg. After all, who wants to get sick, right? But as time went on I found safe sex less and less satisfying, and began to bareback more, although always with guys who were disease-free. Then I discovered the old bug share site and found that the idea of getting pozzed turned me on. I had no real interest in the reality of it, but the fantasy of being pozzed led to many a hot jack off session. I also found the thought of being pozzed made those occasions where I took raw cock even more intense. I wasn't a bug chaser by any means, but my lustful desires were beginning to drive riskier behaviors. One night I was online at BBRT looking for some action and spied an advertisement that looked to be very close to me. When I clicked on the guy's photos my cock went instantly to full-hard as this stud was the man of my dreams. Well built, without being a gym rat, handsome as heck, and seriously hung. Possessed by lust, I never really looked beyond his pictures in his profile before I hit him up, and and as it turned-out he had just moved into my apartment building so he was literally next door. We agreed to meet and I logged off, grabbed a quick shower, cleaned myself out, got dressed and headed over to his place. When he opened the door it was clear this pictures didn't do him justice. My cock, which was already hard and leaking precum, got even harder. He invited me in and within minutes we were making out hot and heavy on his couch, hand groping each other’s cock. He then stood-up, and invited me to the bedroom where, upon arriving, he slowly undressed me, driving me wild with his touches and kisses. "God, your hot" he told me as he licked the precum from my cock. Suddenly he paused and asked "Dude, you know I'm poz right?" My heart stopped. I certainly had not noticed that little detail, didn't and I really didn't want to get pozzed, but a part of me got even more turned on when he said it. It was weird. I knew I didn't really want the bug but a part of me did, and suddenly that part had an opening. "No man, I didn't" I said "and I'm neg. Kinda like to stay that way, you know?" "It’s cool" he said "Normally I make sure guys know I'm poz before they show up, but you were so close and it all happened so fast." "We can still have some fun though if you want" he said "Yeah, man I'd love to, just so long as you know I won't be sucking you or fucking tonight." "No problem" he said, adding "there are lots of ways to play." As I was already nude he stood up and invited me to undress him, which I did slowly, trying to build the same excitement in him he had in me. When opened his pants I discovered an obscenely huge bulge in his briefs with a perfect thick cock head that was leaking precum sticking above the elastic waistband. It was the cock of my dreams and I wasted no time completely removing his shorts, and working his balls and shaft with my tongue, oh so careful to stay away from the poisonous tip. Soon we were on the bed, I was on my back and he had my cock deep in his mouth, giving me the blow job of a life time. I was moaned and squirmed, what few inhibitions I had were being overcome by raw lust. So, when he crouched over my body in a '69' position, his perfect cock dangling over my face, I wanted to taste it sooooo bad. As he worked my cock I worked his shaft and balls, but not surprisingly our mutual movements frequently brought the tip over my mouth, giving me a taste of his poison necter. God, it tasted good. And the fact it was leaking poz juices only turned me on more. I soon lost control and begin deep-throating him with a passion I'd never before possessed. His automatic and natural response to my sucking was to begin fucking my face, pushing his rod deep in my throat. As he sucked me his fingers probed towards my hole and began to massage it causing me to emit low groans of pleasure. Sensing he'd found something, he asked me if I liked being rimmed. "FUCK YEAH!!" was my immediate response and he quickly rolled me over onto my stomach and lifted my ass into the air. His tongue found my pussy fuck-hole and began working it, causing me to moan and squirm even more. God, I wanted his cock sooo bad, but I knew it was a decision I'd regret. Then his tongue was joined by fingers and he began opening my boy pussy up spreading it wide. The sensations were indescribable and I'd never wanted to be fucked so bad in my life. "God you have such a tight perfect ass" he moaned "I'd love to feel it wrapped around my cock." "Me too" I told him. "How about I just push in once get the feel and pull out?" I swear my body shook and a chill came over me. I wanted his cock more than I'd wanted anything in my life, especially since it was poz and although my last bit of rational thinking fought against the invitation, I found myself thinking I wouldn't get pozzed from 'one penetration'. "In and out once nice and easy right?" I asked. "Yeah man" he said "nothing you don't want." I felt his cock head rub my now opened and dripping boy cunt and I whimpered slightly. He started pushing in and as his 9" long shaft worked its thick head inside me constant whimpers escaped my throat. My body shaking as I contemplated that this was a real poz cock sinking its way inside me. He sunk it deep and worked it around a bit not fucking me but not pulling out either. "Mmmmm you're hot" he moaned in my ear "you like that in there?" "Ohhh God FUCK YES!" I moaned rocking my ass on his shaft a bit. "You want me to fuck you don't you?" he asked, grunting "You want me to shoot that hot load deep inside you?" Every fiber of my being wanted to reply with a firm 'No' but, lust had taken over. All of my poz fantasies were coming true and reality no longer mattered. "Yes please fuck me" I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear me. "What was that, boy?" he asked, as his cock slid about half way out then back in deep against my prostrate. "YES, FUCK ME" I cried out and he unleashed his monster cock on my neg ass. Holding me tight he began fucking deeply and I knew his brutal thrusts were doing more than stretching my hole. They were tearing me open creating a path for the bug into my system. There was going to be no escaping it. I lost myself in the lust of it all begging him to fuck me fully yielding my body and my being to him. He was atop me having mounted me so he could fuck his shaft in deeper and harder and he began to whisper in my ear. "You want that poz load don't you boy? Want that neg hole of yours converted don't you?" Totally lost in the moment I responded "Yeah man give it to me poz my fucking hole - ohh fuck ohh fuck." I sensed his rhythm change his cock swelling even more inside me. "Here it comes, man" he moaned in my ear. "POZ ME man GIVE IT TO ME" I cried out as he exploded inside me, filling my hole with his poz cum. The excitement resulted in a no-hands explosion, in what was arguably the strongest orgasm of my life. After we were both spent. I lay there, his cock inside my ass, as I contemplated what I'd just done. I was thinking about dashing off to the bathroom in the vain hope of washing his poison cum from my hole, but he showed me his thick cock tinged with my blood and I knew it was useless, so instead of retreating, I wallowed in his arms. Before long his cock stiffened again and found its way back to my hole. As he fucked another load into my hole, I remember feeling dirty and ashamed I had allowed him to make me into a poz cum dump, but at the same time I loved every minute of the experience. Sure enough it took and a month or so later I came down with the fuck flu. I was another notch on his belt but more to my interest, under his tutelage I became a full blown cum dump pussy boy taking all comers.

Just read online that joe and his husbands made pornos. Some where with him and his husband’s. Some where his husbands and others. Does anyone have a copy of the videos or know where to find them. Or pics of his husbands naked.

This is one hell of a HOT story. Been keeping me ROCK HARD here through all six chapters so far. Can't wait for more. The sexual content is GREAT, PLENTY and VERY VIVIDLY DESCRIBED. The CHARACTERS are great. Absolutely LOVE it how the mindset of Cody and Grant is "transformed" by their encounter with Zach and Darren, who are both excitingly twisted in their minds and their way of "scheming" with our two young friends. MASON's entrance in the last chapter so far is a new and exciting twist ... can't wait to read what his role in this party will be. Hopefully there's much more to cum 😈 😈 😈

Great things about being gay? All that money my straight friends spend on their kids, I’ve spent on a private plane and a Mercedes SLK. Oh, and a gorgeous high-rise condo. And the copious and varied sex, of course. And no unsightly stretch marks.

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So this first encounter with Craig fuel several months of jacking off and chatting on Squirt afterward. I figured when he would usually be online and would log in specifically at those times to replay our first meeting. But he was growing impatient to meet again. I managed to keep him waiting for six months. But in late spring I let slip up my partner would be out of town in June and he remembered. The week before he contacted me and told me he could host and since my partner was going to be away I had to be free to meet him. This was not a discussion, this was an ultimatum. I was excited but conflicted. What am I doing keeping this ongoing chat with this stud? So the week comes and I am thinking of flaking, but the morning my BF heads out of town I have a message waiting for me. He wants me over at 10 PM and he wants my ass to be clean because he wants to eat it and fuck it. I have a boner right then and I know I want to ride that big cock. So I rush home after work because I want to give myself a good deep cleaning, I know this guy will be going pass the second sphincter. So I have a long deep enema session the snake in the steam shower. Enemas can be very pleasurable for me, I get hard ons and my ass spasms and pulsate, I don’t do it often but when I do those I can be in for two hours, thanks to the tankless water heater! So turns out he does not live in the area I met him at all, but the opposite direction in a suburb pass mine. So I drive over a little bit ahead because this is one of those new subdivisions where all the houses look alike and built on top of each other. I don’t want to be late, kind of funny since for the whole week before I had tried to convince myself I was going to flake. I still have mixed feelings playing behind my partners back, but on the other end I am constantly sexually frustrated and I know this is going to be an amazing release! So I put my fuck shorts, a pair of loose shorts I can easily kick off and climb back in, they have served me well at the park over the years and just a T shirt. I get there, thankful I came a bit earlier because he lives in those stacked rentals with a common parking lot in between and all the units are numbered in an incomprehensible manner. But I finally find the place and message him on Squirt that I am the door. My instructions was to message him once I parked and message him once I was at the door as he did not want me to knock or ring because he had nosy neighbour. He opens the door, he is just as beautiful as I remember and he exudes this presence and magnetism, I feel small. He lets me in and I climb up to the apartment. I am welcomed by a complete disarray, the kitchen is a mess, dirty pots and dishes scattered on the counter, a pizza pan on the island. Over half the furniture is missing, I can see the mattress is on the floor in the bedroom and the place definitely looks like someone just moved out. Yeah this guy is definitely straight and his GF just dumped him, that is what is going through my head, HOT. He is like sorry for the mess, I am in the process of moving out, no kidding. Then he tells me to remove all my clothes. I am naked in a flash. I get on my knees and I bury my face in his groin and smell him while I grip the elastic band of his trunks and start pulling them down to release his package. Again he is still soft with his cock completely covered by his foreskin with about half an inch of excess foreskin. I bury my face in the space between his balls and his leg and inhale deeply, that makes me feel super horny, I love the smell of a man, particularly at that spot where the balls “stick” to the leg. Then I move to his cock that is fattening up, I push my tongue inside his foreskin and lubricate it and engulf his cock in my mouth, slowly pushing my tongue inside his foreskin and rolling it around around his cock head. His cock tastes amazing, there is a faint musk, but still clean. His cock starts growing in my mouth, the head pullls out of the foreskin and I start bobbing my head to suck it. I reach under his T shirt and feel his chest and look for his nipples with my right hand, my left hand grabs his balls, he keeps getting bigger. Then I start deepthroating him and he gets rock hard. He suddenly grabs me under the arm and lifts me right up and then grabs me and lifts me in his arm right off the floor and starts kissing me, I grab him by the waist with my legs. He lifts me again and he drops me on my back on the kitchen island, the pizza leftovers are at 11 from my head. I catch myself thinking that its a Delissio home pizza and that this guy is definitely straight and this whole set up is kinda ghetto. But I quickly forget about my surrounding the minute his mouth touches my quivering asshole. He has this thick tongue that’s all wet and hot and goes right for my pink hole and savagely goes for it. He is slurping and going at my whole like its a pussy, its a fucking hot rimming job I am. I am rock hard, my legs are in the air, I am having my ass eaten by an expert and I am in heaven. Then he gets up and starts rubbing and probing with his big cock at my ass. So we never discussed status and his profile is silent on condoms, but does not include bareback. I am not too keen to discuss status at this stage either it is the wrong time, I came in here expecting a covered cock really. So as he is probing he asks me are you clean, to which I answer we should use condoms. I am tested regularly, not running around anymore and been indétectable for years but this is not the time and place to discuss this so much simpler to use a rubber. He walks away comes back with a rubber of an unknown provenance, I am thinking a bowl somewhere on campus, that poor thing is going to be stretched to its limit by that big cock. He puts the rubber on, he spits on it and rams his cock in, I see stars ✨. Ok he did rim me before and I had cleaned up deeply but I did not really open myself up and did not expect him to ram that whole monster one one move with little to no lube and a cheap rubber. It hurts like hell. But hey, I am a good diligently bottom, this is not about my pleasure but his. So I squirm and quiver and I tell him how amazing he feels in me. He just start pile driving me holding my legs up while I am trashing on the kitchen island, very conscious not to send that damn pizza flying. His cock starts gliding in me much easier and the pain and friction subsides, I am thinking the condom must have broken. But I am not sure, because his foreskin is so long that maybe his whole shaft is just moving and the skin is just not sliding in my ass, uncut tops can be more comfortable like that sometimes. Suddenly he grabs me and lifts me, his cock is still in me and he fucks me holding my whole body weight, ok this guy is like Goliath and I might be David, but I am still 170lbs.. wow he is strong, I am so turned on. Then he starts walking us towards the bedroom and I start getting an idea of what he wants. He wants to go deeper, in this position he keeps hitting my second sphincter and it his pretty painful. Ok straight but he has been around enough asses he knows how he wants to take his bottom. He turns me around, pushes his hand in my lower back and I arch my back for him, get in doggy position and push my ass out and he pulls through my second sphincter. Fuck that feels amazing, his cock is made to plow my hole, I try to position myself so he has full access and he starts to long dick me. I am begging him to fuck me harder. I get my first orgasm, my whole body starts shaking and my ass start pulsating and contracting and he stops, I told him to keep going, but he asks if I am ok, I explain he just gave me an orgasm and he is like really? You get orgasm when you get fucked? To which I answer very rarely it takes a very good top, but he is hitting me in all the right places. I can tell he is taking some pleasure in this, so he starts fucking me hard again, he turns me on the side and starts kissing me, pushing his thick tongue in my mouth and me sucking on it while he impala me. I end up on my back again, but by then I am completely open and I got control of my second sphincter and he is going right pass it every time he plunges into me, I get a second orgasm and my ass start clamping on his big cock as he is ramming in me and starts quivering. He blows a huge load and I can feel his cock swell in my ass and pulsate 1, 2, 3, 4, pause, 5 and each time his body trembles. He is covered in sweat, me too, the room reeks of sex and he is just staying there, still deep in my ass. I feel warm inside, something tells me that condom broke because I usually feel that warmth after being bred. He pulls out and I ask if the condom is ok? He answers yes but deliberately does not let me see it though, I just get a quick peek and he is out to the bathroom and flushes it. I am pretty sure he just lied about that, that condom probably been broken the whole time since he first rammed into me, so I play along and ask him if he is clean. He lays down besides me and grabs me and holds me in his arms, I am feeling so safe in his arms. But now I am feeling guilty too, the euphoria of the sex is soon evaporating and I realize I am in some strangers bed feeling safe when I should be home calling my BF to wish him good night. So I get up, thank him and grab my shorts and see myself out and drive home. When I get home the BF calls me, how was the movie? (I had made a story I was going to go see a movie so I would be unavailable for a bock of time), we make small talk and I head to bed in our bed, still smelling of sex, I start jacking off replaying my visit and blow a huge load all over me and smear it all over my body and fall asleep covered in my sweat, my load and Craig’s load planted deeply in my ass. Yeah that condom broke, I dont know when, probably why he never pulled out of my ass the whole time, to keep the gig up.

The amusing thing for me is when people use symbols without knowing the original nature and meaning of the symbol. In his case probably the 'Valknut' is the one that is most obvious. Even experts don't actually have a good consensus on what this symbol was used for and what it means. It could represent Odin, or that this person has done something shameful. I honestly want to see the day when someone discovers evidence that this symbol means you're a non-racist, non-xenophobic 'liberal' to use more modern terms, just to watch all the white supremacist make 'how to remove tattoo' trend

On my 16th birthday, a guy who I'd been sucking (next door neighbor) invited me to his basement. There, he had three of his friends there and said my present was sucking all of them. After I got naked and started sucking, I felt him behind me and I knew what was going to happen... I just looked at him and modded, and he took my cherry nice and slow as I sucked his friends.

Sorry boys,that should read Part IV, not part III. Still to come: The Wrecking of Mikey's Hole, a night out at the leather bar, and eventually the first meeting with Eric...a lot more dirty loads to cum...

Two weeks later Chris and Barry awoke to a very hot and sweaty Jason between them in bed. They gave each other a knowing look. They didn't need a clinic or blood test to know what was making Jason so sick. They had both nursed buddies through the fuck flu. After changing the bed, sponging Jason down and getting him back to sleep they moved to the kitchen on the far side of the house. Barry attacked Chris spitting his words; "You fucking liar. You lied, you said you were negative. How could you be such a fuckin ass hole?" "Calm down . Calm down old man. I didn't lie. I am negative." "Sure... for your last test. You could have been infected by any one of the many strangers you've had up your shitter shoot since then. And don't try to lie to me again, I know there have been at least a dozen. " Chris smiled; "Yes you are right, there have been many. It's closer to two dozen deposits in this sweet ass of mine. But, you are wrong about any chance of them pozing me. ... I'm on Prep. Go check the medicine cabinet. You'll see my pill bottle and if you check the pharmacy label you'll see I've been on it for a year and a half. I didn't poz Jason. And if I believe the story you two tell this is either an immaculate infection or it's your cock pops that's shooting the poison darts. " "You slut!" bellowed Barry. "Thanks for the compliment." "You're being awfully flippant about this Chris." "It's treatable pops. In fact the thought of taking Jason's high viral cum to test the viability of my Prep makes me very horny indeed." Within a millisecond Chris was on his knees sucking Barry's spigot. He swirled and swallowed down every drop of Barry's potentially toxic cum. "Delicious!" When Jason was well enough Chris suggested all three go together for testing. He had already sampled a half dozen of Jason's newly poz loads deep in his ass. It was suggested they stop in separately to get their results. They opted to all go in together. They were extra pleased when they entered the inner office. The clinic nurse that day was a very muscular 30 year old with a chiseled face and GQ model clothing, hair and beard. Chris's file was on top and sure enough his Prep was doing it's job. As he fully expected his test came back negative. No one was surprised that Jason's results came back positive with an extremely high viral load. Barry grabbed Jason's hand as they gave each other a reassuring look. Barry was shocked that his results also came back positive. The difference was his viral load was only a little above detectable. He shared his cruising area park encounter from decades before but said he had never gotten sick. He had never thought he needed testing. Those were the only loads he had ever taken. He didn't even let guys cum in his mouth over the years. He was incredulous. The nurse reassured him that his case was very rare. A small percentage of the population could become infected but not have the virus replicate very much for some strange reason. It happened so rarely there was little research to draw on. Just enough virus would stay in the host that their chances of infecting someone else were very low. The fact that Jason had been impregnated with so many of Barry's poz loads had upped his chances of infection. Barry was crestfallen as the reality settled in that he had unwittingly infected his lover. He bent over taking his head in his hands and began to cry. Jason knelt in front of him and attempted to kiss away his tears. While this was happening Chris exchanged a knowing glance with their hunky nurse. They knew just the medicine this moment called for. Chris got up and locked the office as the nurse got up from his desk and started removing his clothing. When Chris and the nurse were fully naked they gently interrupted the two lovers. They proceeded to bend over the desk and presented their asses. When Jason protested their offer Chris assured him not to worry. They were both on Prep. They were safe from both Jason and Barry's toxic cum. The nurse laughed and said, "Actually I'm not on Prep. I'm chasing. I love this job. I eventually take a high viral load from every guy I inform they have converted to poz. It's always later, not in the office, but what the fuck. Why not? Come on Jason, don't deprive me of your beautiful poison. Give me everything you've got. " Barry said, "You guys are fucking crazy!" "Crazy for a fuck" responded Chris. "Come on old man. Show this hunky nurse your stunning neanderthal body. Get that raw poz dick of your's up my ass. You know how much I love toxic loads planted in me deep. " While quickly slipping out of his clothes Jason took time to kiss Chris before mounting the nurse from behind. He had to encourage Barry to get naked and impail Chris with his poz cock. Soon the two tops were kissing as the two bottoms also made out. It didn't take Jason long to realize he was teetering on the edge. "I'm close, are you sure you don't want me to pull out. " "No fucking way man! Fuckin breed me with your radioactive load. Knock me up ... poz my negative ass man!" Before the nurse was finished speaking Jason was holding still buried as deep as he could get ejaculating copious amounts of his coveted DNA. "Fuck yeah! Thanks man! That's my fourth toxic load in two days. Hopefully I'll be calling in sick with the fuck flu soon. " Barry was not having as much luck getting off in Chris's ass so the nurse got down and licked Barry's hairy balls. When this didn't have the desired effect he leaned back over his desk told Barry how much he loved the feel of a hairy body bent over his back. Barry switched holes and was quickly pounding away. Jason got down and ate out Barry's hole prompting Barry to demand, "Yeah bitch, give me your death stick, breed my hairy ass." Jason needed no more encouragement and Chris's naked cock was in Jason's ass before Jason was able to meet Barry's demand. The beautiful fuck train was in full motion. Chris was the first to unload triggering a rapid group orgasm, back to front." With two fresh poz loads up his ass and his load splattered across his paperwork the nurse told the others, "Get dressed. I've got work to do. Schedule an appointment on your way out for next week. We'll discuss treatment options then if you want. And if I'm still not poz you two can do a repeat performance in my willing ass. Deal?" Jason and Barry eagerly agreed as they hurriedly located their clothes and pulled them on.

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

Ummm. I'm not the only one who wants the long version, right?

This is what happens when you stick your dick in random holes at the bathhouse ☣️🐞🦠

I love receiving it, especially when tied up. Being at a Dom's mercy is a huge turn on.

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.

We arrive at the club. All the walls are black and seemingly coated in decades of who-knows-what, it’s dimly lit, the air is palpable with smells leather, BO, and poppers, there are a few darkrooms with tables, benches, and ties on the walls, a bunch of shadowy figures milling around, and deep house lightly thumping. We hold hands tightly as we make our way around, so not to lose each other. We pass by a few guys tied up on different contraptions but there are such dense crowds surrounding them, jerking off and or waiting to fuck that it’s too much work to watch. It must be obvious we’re a bit lost because a guy stops us and asks if we’re looking for anything specific. He's very handsome compared to most of the guys here. He also looks like he might be Italian and has dark brown eyes, a little stubble, is probably in his late 40’s, 5’11, 210 lbs, a muscular dad-bod, straight-guy-style jeans on, his shirt’s off and tucked into his front pocket, and he has fur that starts right around his belly button and goes down into his jeans. Standing with him is a similar looking and styled guy but a little shorter, about 5’9, also no shirt, a backward hat, a backpack, and furrier (full stomach and chest). I tell them “We’re here hoping to pick a few pointers on bondage.” and the taller of the two lights up, “Oh nice! I’m Dean and this is Carl. We work here part-time, mainly because we enjoy showing young studs like you how to have a good time with fetish play.” Jason squeezes my hand to tell me he’s likes what he hears. We all chat for a few minutes and Dean explains he got into this scene around our age, when he became a sub for an older Dom POZ daddy. His partner passed away from AIDS and now Dean has become the Dom with Carl. As we talk, the crowd bumps us all closer until we have our hands around each other’s shoulders and or waists in a friendly huddle-of-sorts. Dean and Carl are a little handsy, massaging and rubbing our shoulders and waists as they talk. It makes me a bit uneasy but as Dean talks I can feel warm breath my face, smell his bo from his exposed pit right next to my face, and I don’t want any of it to stop. I’m so horny, I can’t help but imagine what Deans dark olive dick and ass hole look like. I glance at Jason and he seems to be on the same page I am, encouraging Dean to continue talking. We agree that Dean will teach us the basics of sensory deprivation on a sling “a little step up from a blindfold.” He says. I can tell Jason is trying to hide is excitement. As we break the huddle, Carl pulls two gel packets our of his pocket, rips the tops off and tells us to open our mouths. A bit lost in the moment, we do and he squeezes the contents into our mouths and swallow. The gel is a nasty tinny grape flavor. He says with a smile “It’s like viagra but faster acting and stronger.” Jason and I are already horny af and never take ed meds, but we are familiar. Both of us look at each other with a “too late now” look. Nearly right away I feel my dick twitching, my balls feeling like they’re in overdrive to produce spunk, and my face become warmer. We find a sling in one of the corners of a room and Jason nearly jumps out of his cloths, now only sporting a slightly stained (from our cum) white jock. As he gets settled in the sling, I’m glad to see there’s a dim red spotlight shining on his lower body, so I can see what Dean is doing.

PART 3 Now if my heart wasn’t already beating 1000 miles an hour, what Tom just said made it go even faster. Everything I had heard and seen had said 'Always use a condom'. I mean, I knew like in the 70s and stuff guys didn’t, but with AIDS, I didn’t think anyone didn’t use condoms. But I guess some people didn’t, because guys still kept getting infected with HIV. All this went thru my brain in a split second. And the whole time I was staring at Tom and, in particular, his gorgeous cock. It was so hard now. Finally, I responded, “I... I guess I just never thought about that. Everyone says it’s so important to practice safe sex and the guys always had condoms. I didn’t plan on getting fucked even, it just kind of happened.” He continued to slowly tug on his giant cock replying “I guess a lot of people say that. A lot of guys just aren’t satisfied with sex using condoms. It just doesn’t feel right for them. Maybe for some guys condoms are great. But even you said, for you it made it not so great. Probably not horrible, but not as great as you thought if could be? And let me guess, these guys were hot guys probably huh? And you lost control a little and they wanted your hole and so you just gave it to them? Something like that?” His gentle smile suggested he knew what had happened and had been there in the bookstore when I was getting fucked. “Yeah, both times I thought the guys were really hot and I sucked them but they wanted to do more and I wanted to get them off. And so I let them,” I said. I couldn’t believe this conversation and this situation I was in. I would float in and out of losing myself in the moment and snapping back to being a very nervous 18 year old. And then I added, “And yeah, you are right I guess. It was okay, but somehow something was missing or not right. But I don’t know, it was so rushed and stuffy in the booth.” Tom quietly said “Chris, I have all night. I have tons of hot porn to keep on the screen. I think it is great that you felt so open to share with me. I want you to know, look at me, anything you want to try or anything you want to do. I would love to share my experience with you and expose you to everything I have. Right now Chris. What do you want to try first?” I was already sliding to my knees when I blurted “I want to suck it. I want to suck it so badly.” His legs parted open to welcome my wet lips as I greedily took his cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, lashing upwards to taste the first of what would be a good steady stream of precum. Intoxicating precum. “Yeah Chris, that’s so good. Feels so good. You suck it just like you wanted to, like you needed to. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock like that,” Tom whispered. I struggled as I took more and more in mouth and gagged as it hit my throat. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted, but I knew I wanted more. And what was that about licking a guy's hole? That sounded like two might feel really good, I thought to myself as I slurped and sucked and tried to please him with my young mouth. Glancing up at him, I noticed a wide smile on his face. I had a feeling Tom would teach me much that I didn't know. In fact Tom seemed to know everything - at least about sex. Not to mention he was so fucking hot. And his cock, the precum. I was totally losing myself in cock lust.

WOOF

Well I'm a 22 year old twisted twink I will say I might start off a bit picky but after the first couple of loads o don't care I just want more been that was since 19.

It was the other way around for me. Went to visit grandparents and had to share a room with my uncle, dads youngest brother. I was 12, and he was 5 years older than me. Hot summer night and no a/c, window and curtains open for air circulation. He was snoring, and the moonlight lit his bed and I got curious. I lifted the sheet, and then the leg opening of his boxers. That was my first sight of an uncut cock. I got real close to get a better look. Suddenly, he quietly said "What are you doing"? I about jumped out of my skin. When my heart rate finally returned to normal, we talked, and he explained it was normal to be curious, then he said we should get to sleep. The next night I went to bed before him, this time I was naked under my sheet. Sometime later, uncle got in his bed. I pretended I was sleeping but peeked with one eye and saw he had his boxers on. After he fell asleep, I got out of my bed, and kneeling naked next to his bed, I again lifted the sheet, and slipped my hand in the leg of his boxers and wrapped my hand around his cock. It started to grow, then he woke up, pulled my hand away and said this had to stop and get in my bed and cover myself up. He sat on the side of his bed and was telling me that what I was doing was wrong, but his cock was now hard and sticking out of the fly of his boxers. I pulled the sheet off and sat facing him on the side of my bed and started playing with my cock. Again, he told me that this needs to stop, but I didn't. He got up and came at me like maybe he was going to hit me. Standing, the full length of his cock was now hanging out of the fly. He bent down and pulled my hands away from my cock and growled "What the hell is wrong with you"? I reached out and grasped his cock and he stood bolt upright like he was hit by lightening. But he did't pull away, he stood there and let me start to jack his cock. I was amazed at the foreskin and how wet and shiny the head was. I pulled the boxers down, and he stepped out of them, then he took my hand, had me stand and he pulled my close and hugged me. We only touched each other that night. The next morning while feeding the chickens, he stressed that we would never do anything like that again and to never talk of it. By the end of that summer on the farm, uncle and I were sucking each other off every night.

PART EIGHT My breathing was still ragged, and my body shaking a little as Matt and Eric kissed each other across my sweat covered body. Eric rubbed my chest and Matt worked the larger plug into my hole. With a soft pop it slid inside of me and held fast, Eric smiled. “How’s that hole holding up boy?” “Still hungry.” “Well I thought that you would probably need a break after the Philips boys so your ass can rest for a little while.” Matt shook the plug a little, “Which kinda cock has been your favorite boy?” “The thick ones,” I said without having to think, “I love feeling my cunt opening wider and wider for them.” “Well then you are sure going to enjoy what’s coming next, but lets get you out of this sling for a bit.” They helped me down from the sling and we took seats on the bench against the far wall. I walked gingerly trying to regain the feeling in my legs which had been up and spread for so long that without my noticing the had completely fallen asleep. When I finally say on the bench I made sure to sit squarely on the base of the plug to push it just that little bit deeper into my hole. Eric noticed and winked at me. Then we just sat there for a while, they asked me about school and we talked about their jobs, it was like we had known each other for years. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised that after the intimacy we had just shared that they felt like old friends. After what seemed like ages of us sitting naked shooting the shit the doorbell upstairs rang again and the two of them smiled. Matt went upstairs to answer the door and Eric helped me back into the sling and pulled the plug from my hole. “Have fun,” he whispered before stepping away to beside the door. Two guys came down the stairs who looked to both be about twenty-one maybe a little older. One was had shaggy brown hair and looked like your classic All American boy. The second had short blonde hair sticking up from under a baseball cap and was built like a brick shit house of a football player. “This is Max,” Eric said gesturing to the blonde, “and Tom,” indicating the darker haired boy. They both wasted no time in stripping off. Max was far less hairy then any of the other men I had had that night but he did have incredibly bushy pits full of dirty blonde hair that made my mouth water. If the pits weren’t enough when he dropped his white briefs to the floor and let his thick eight-inch cock spring up and his big round balls swing loose I knew I needed his cock inside of me. Tom was tall and lithe and looked as though in ten years he would be completely covered in hair, as it was the thick patches of hair that grew on his chest and stomach had already merged and joined with the dense patch of hair that grew at the base of his cock. Tom’s cock must have been what Eric had been referring to when he said I would enjoy what was coming next. It was slightly longer then Max’s and thick as a can of beer. I needed them both. Without speaking they winked at each other and Tom came up to my head and smacked me in the face with his quickly hardening rod while Max moved between my legs. “How many loads you got in this sweet ass man,” Max asked rubbing his thick cock head against my hole. I had to think for a moment, counting the loads. “He doesn’t even remember,” Tom laughed. “Seventeen.” “And you took your first load today?” I nodded, taking Tom’s cock in my mouth. “Damn we have got to get your number,” and then Max slid home. As soon as his cock head slipped inside of my hole I lost all sense of self, all that I cared about was the ever-fattening cock in my mouth and the blonde boy pounding my hole as if his life depended on it. I was right where I belonged doing exactly what I was supposed to do. Max slammed his cock into me as if he had no interest in my pleasure only in using my hole for his one enjoyment and I didn’t care. I have no idea how long he hammered away before he grabbed my hips and shot his first load deep inside of me. Then he and Tom switched and I moaned as Tom’s ungodly thick cock stretched my used and battered hole yet wider. Three times they switched each dumping three loads inside of me bringing my load count up to twenty-three. When they were finished they got dressed and left me there with cum dripping from my hole. Eric came back into my field of view then and smiled. The plug returned and he helped me down. “How do you feel?” “Hungry,” I replied. “Wanna get some food from upstairs?” “Not that kinda hungry.” I fell to my knees and took his soft cock in my mouth. “Shit he’s still going?” said Matt coming down the stairs. “Hell yeah, put an add up on Craig’s List and get this boy some more cock.” Eric moved me to the fuck bench and after strapping me down fucked another load into my overflowing cunt. He left me like that, my hole gaping wide revealing the ocean of cum inside. Then the men started coming. I never saw them, they just came down the stairs and stuffed their cocks inside of me. I have no idea how long this went on or how many of them there were, but I was in heaven. After what must have been several hours and more then a dozen cocks Eric returned and asked me again how I felt, “Sleepy,” I replied. He laughed, plugged my ass, and unstrapped me. He then took my upstairs and laid me to sleep between he and Matt in their bed. I spent most of the day there asleep, and then around four in the afternoon, after a quick shower, I finally took Eric up on that ride home and went straight back to sleep. The next day I woke up with the plug still in my hole and a hunger burning in my guts. I found my phone in the pocket of my shorts, which I had tossed aside as soon as I had gotten home, and scrolled through all the new number till I found one of the Philips boys. “I need your cock,” I texted Jake. THE END