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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!

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...

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

My boyfriend and I have been together and monogamous for about three years and live in Manhattan. I’m Tom, 33, a middle-America white-boy, 6’, 200 lbs, muscular, moderate body hair, scruffy facial hair, equip with dick larger than most - thick 7” and heavy hairy balls that produce way too much cum, cum that found out preferred to be dumped into a mans hairy ass opposed to a women when I met my now boyfriend, Jason. Jason is 36, 5”10, Italian, also muscular, not quite as hairy as me up top, but his lower-body hair is spot-on - he naturally has trunk legs and a plump muscular ass with thick coarse fur that starts right at his waist it and gets thicker right down the crack. It’s like his ass was made for my pleasure. He came out in his 20’s but has always lived a sexually conservative life. We met (I think he stalked me) at the gym, started lifting together, steaming together, eventually having drinks together, then he crashing at my place one night after having too much to drink and I woke up to him blowing me in the morning. Although it freaked me out at first, I came so almost painfully hard down his masculine throat, it changed me right then. We’re both pretty conscious about what we put in our body and are not on prep. I like the idea of my healthy non-prep sperms coating his fertile insides. After three years, we still have strong sexual chemistry. I like to save my nut up for 1-2 days, then pounding a round or two in him before work, sending him off full of my babies, and then I’ll usually be ready for another round after work. I love nothing more than the moment when he’s about to cum - watching his handsome face become flush, dark red lips wet with my spit, hearing breath get heavier and groans, and then feeling his furry hole clamp down on my dick as he spurts. If I hadn’t flooded him by the time he cums, it always sets me over the edge. That being said, I’m the top. Although we’re satisfied the majority of the time, in the last year he’s wanted me to fuck him in front of strangers. So occasionally we’ll venture to a bath house where I can pound him while randoms watch. A few hands on him are fine, but we don’t let anyone do much other than that. Between you and I, occasionally I let a randoms finger or two in my ass while fucking him. Nothing risky, but it can induce a hard nut. That’s been our spice for the last year, but earlier this week he asked about trying restraints and a blindfold. I enjoy making him happy and mixing it up but don’t know the first thing about bondage, so tonight we’ve decided to visit a fetish club not far from our place to possibly learn something. Because he wanted tonight to be extra hot, we’ve saved our loads for three days (one longer than usual) and I’m about to rape him. I know he’s hornier than usual also just by the way his clammy hand has been tightly holding mine. Whether we learn something or not, I’m fucking his brains out.

I suppose I just have to much of a kinky side to have ever lived a vanilla life. It was my wild side that got me into trouble one night when I hooked up online looking for some sort of group or exhibitionist scene. I met an older white guy into 20y.o. latin guys (me) who said he'd be willing to fuck me at a particularly cruisy park. The deal was that while I was there I was his boy; I obeyed his instructions and did only what and whom he told me to do, but my terms were no fucking without rubbers and nothing that would land me in jail. It sounded like a pretty hot scene and the guy had a talent for dirty talk, so I agreed to meet him there in an hour, showered and douched. When I arrived, I was glad I had come. He was a stacked fifty-something white daddy type that totally fit my domination fantasies. He gripped my head in his hands and delivered a big, intrusive mouth kiss to make his claim, and then spat on my face at the end of it just to seal the deal. My hands started to wander over his body, but he grabbed them and pushed his face up close to mine. "The deal was you only do what I say. That clear, boy?" I was loving it. He led me up a path in the park to a relatively secluded area surrounded by trees and bushes and pushed me to my knees, pulling out an impressively sized cock for me to suck on. I have a gift for sucking dick, and it didn't take him long to become rock hard in my mouth. I was so absorbed in the process that I was only vaguely aware that we had company, but when he motioned for me to stand up again I realized we were surrounded by five other guys. This was about the tipping point for me between "hot sex fantasy" and "situation I can't control or escape from if this goes bad," so I was pretty nervous. The daddy commanded me to lean against the tree so that he could eat out my ass. "Getting nervous," I whispered, to which he slapped my ass and told me to follow orders. I did, but my eyes were tracking the guys, who were now had their pants down and were pulling at their dicks. That said, it became hard to focus on anything once daddy started eating my ass. He had a beard that tickled my ass when he ate it out and drove me wild. While he was doing that he pulled out a bottle of lube and greased up his dick, although I was entirely sure if he was into fucking or if he was just jacking off. That became clear after a few minutes when he pulled his mouth off my ass and immediately positioned his cock to slide inside me. I reached into my pocket for a condom before he could push in. He grabbed me by the chest and pushed me close to him, his dick right up against my ass, which was struggling to stay closed against him. "Condom," I said, holding the wrapper up. "I want your sweet little ass raw, baby," he responded, trying to push inside me. Somewhat more sharply I said, "We had a deal." He chuckled at that. "And here I had to go and find me the one bottom with a spine." He wrapped the condom over his dick and relubed before positioning himself at my ass and bending me forward again. I grabbed the tree for support and braced myself, trying to relax in the somewhat awkward position of not being on an even surface, but he was surprisingly gentle entering me. I love a rough fuck as much as the next bottom, but I always appreciate tops who know to start off slow and work up to it. At this point one of the guys came up to my face, which was at crotch level, and held out an eight or nine inch dick in front of my mouth. I was watering to suck it while daddy fucked me, but I knew the rules of the game, so I didn't do anything. I figured even asking would be wrong. Disloyal, perhaps. If he wanted me to do it, he would offer. The man became more insistent, even grabbing my head, but I didn't respond. The man looked up at daddy and said, "I thought this one was just a hook-up? You been training him to take orders?" "Nope, seems he's a natural." Wait, shit, they knew each other? The man in front of me said, "Well, order him to suck my dick. I'm getting blue balls standing here." "Boy, these men are my friends, and you are going to suck them and let them fuck you same as me. Understood? Suddenly I wasn't so sure I was up for a starring role in an orgy, but no use complaining about it. "Yes sir," said with more certainty than I felt. I immediately started sucking on his dick, taking it all the way down my throat for as long as I could stand and then resurfacing for air. One of my favorite tricks is to lick the balls while I am all the way down on a dick, and the guy was loving it. It also distracted me from what Daddy, who had been building up speed. I think maybe he felt like he needed to get my attention again, because without warning he pulled his dick all the way out and rammed it all the way into me again, causing me to yelp slightly and tighten. He did it again and again in rapid succession, until on the fifth or sixth time my ass was able to stay a bit more relaxed rather than automatically tightening. Then he started power fucking me while slapping my ass. My prostate can only take so much intense stimulation from being punch fucked all at once, and the feeling had become so intense that it was passing pleasure and becoming painful. I should maybe be greatful for the fact that he had size, technique and style, but endurance less so. He only fucked me for about five minutes before he he came loudly, pulling me up to bite my neck and ride out the aftershocks of his orgasm in my ass. All at once he pulled out and ripped the condom off. He turned me around and presented my ass for the guy I had been sucking, whom I dutifully provided another condom to. This guy was not shy about ramming it in all at once; fortunately his dick was maybe slightly longer than daddy's but not nearly as thick, and I was able to take it pretty well. I try to avoid using poppers too much, but I figured at this point surviving the night would mean pulling out all the stops, so I pulled out my "Emergency, in case of getting gangbanged" bottle from my pocket and took a couple of deep hits before sucking the next man's dick. The second stranger definitely had stamina, and was probably showing off a bit for his friends. He would pull all the way out and in, do circle motions, fuck hard and then slow and then hard again. I was more or less just along for the ride, so I just focused on my mouth and keeping my balance. When he finally came, he was so loud that I was afraid he would alert the entire park. The next guy told me to take off all of my clothing. I looked to daddy for confirmation, but he just nodded, so I obeyed, grateful that it was a warm night and I hadn't brought my phone or wallet into the park with me. He fucked me on my back in the dirt, with my legs on his shoulders. He was a white dude who wanted me to call him "papi" and liked to pull all the way out of my ass while he was fucking me and then just barely stick the head back in several times before forcing it all the way back in. After maybe the fourth time doing this he paused before putting it back in my ass, which set off my alarms. It was the first moment I suspected someone of tampering with the condoms, and I asked him if it was still on and tried to reach back. He assured me it was, but batted my hand away. I tried again, and he pinned my hands down and force fucked me while staring directly into my eyes. At this point I figured I had done my due diligence and decided to take it on faith and enjoy the ride; if he was lying there wasn't much I could do at this point anyway, and he was my favorite top of the lot so far anyway. He rode me like that for another two or three minutes before coming silently, still staring straight into my eyes, shaking with the force of cumming but not uttering a word. The next guy was an older latin guy, athletic but wiry and with a beautiful big dick. He was also the most sadistic of the group. he started off slapping his dick on my face and force fucking my throat until I was gagging, which I'm pretty good about controlling under most circumstances. He slapped my face with his hand hard enough to hurt and then made me beg for him to do it again. Generally he pushed me just a little bit farther than I wanted to go, which was clearly the point. Then he had told me to stand up and face Daddy, which I did. He stuffed my own underwear in my mouth as a gag, and had Daddy hold me tightly, pinning my arms to my sides. In rapid succession he stuck one, two, then three unlubed fingers into my ass, which hurt like hell the way he did it. With daddy holding me, he brought the fingers up to my face and smeared them on my face and nose. "Smell that, bitch? That's the smell of the loads of the four guys who just fucked you. All of the guys here have been popping the condoms when they fuck you. I'm not even going to bother faking the rubber." Wait, what? Fuck, fuck, fuck! I looked into Daddy's eyes, who smiled almost gently and cooed, "Shhh, what does it matter now? It's done. Just relax. Just enjoy it." And here's where someone else, a more dominant guy, someone who wasn't as kinky or as horny as me would have acted differently. That guy would have fought back like hell, maybe get the shit beaten out of him but not given into this on principle and maybe gotten away at that point. But me? I thought, "you're right, what's the point?" It's not like I could deny that being barebacked was a huge turn-on, and whatever damage was done was already taking its course. I could always see the emergency clinic tomorrow about Plan B or PEP or whatever it was called. Tonight, I might as well enjoy getting fucked. So I didn't scream or cry or fight. With some effort, I spat the underwear in my mouth out and looked Daddy in the eye. "Kiss me, sir." "Fuck you, you don't give orders, kid." Not backing down I said, "Fuck you, you didn't keep your end. Kiss me." He did, forcefully and passionately, conceding even while he reasserted his dominance with his lips and tongue. Meanwhile, the guy behind me lubed up and put his head at my hole. I knew this was going to be brutal, and sure enough he fucked me as hard as any of them for a good fifteen minutes without ever taking a break or going gentle. He taunted me, saying things like, "Maybe before you came into this park tonight you were a man. Now you are nothing more than a cumpdump and a faggot. You will never be anything more than that after tonight. After tonight you'll only ever be good for taking loads from real men. Beg me for my load to fill up your faggot ass." When he finally came he must have shot ten wads into my ass while he whispered, "I'm breeding your ass. I'm breeding you. I'm going to make you pregnant with my babies, a real man's babies, you little cocksucking whore." Even as he was going soft he didn't pull out. Instead, I felt a flood of warmth deep in my ass as I realized that he was unloading his piss inside of me. Apparently this really did it for the next guy, who fucked my piss soaked ass and didn't last more than a minute before cumming. To each their own, I guess. I thought the final guy in the group was also going to fuck me too, but he made me kneel in front of him while he said, "I don't fuck used up whores." I had to admit, that successfully stung a bit after everything I had just been through. He told me to open my mouth, and let loose a stream of piss that started there but then covered my face and body before zipping back up and walking away. Daddy shoved me over a low branch, saying, "you stink, faggot." This didn't stop him and two of the other guys from fucking again and pissing in my mouth and ass, respectively. Oddly it wasn't hurting; I was feeling a bit light-headed and very horny. Later I pieced together that some of the dudes must have been high and when they pissed on/in me I was getting a contact high. All I knew was that I suddenly went from resigned to eager about the idea of taking their cum inside me. Fortunately, Daddy came prepared with a towel and some sanitizer so that I could clean up a little. The other guys took off one by one, until Daddy and the sadist (who went by Jesse) were the only ones left. Jesse was the last to cum in me for the second time, and as he was finishing he looked up at Daddy he said, "Any chance I could borrow your new toy for a day?" Daddy looked nonplussed. "I like this one. I might just keep him. Besides, you tend to break your toys." Jesse raised a hand and said, "you'll get him in mint condition. Or at least not any worse than whatever condition he's in now. Thing is, I still don't think this bitch has truly accepted his place in the world as a cumpdump for real men, and I have some thoughts one how to go about making him see the light. Just one day. We'll meet you at the baths tomorrow night and he'll be all yours. I think you'll like the results." I sat there numbly, Jesse's dick still dribbling cum into my ass, realizing that they were talking about me like meat and I didn't particularly seem to mind. And while I didn't really want to go with Jesse, if Daddy said yes, I knew I would. Daddy considered it for a bit, then said, "Fine, one day, all limbs attached and no permanent psychic scarring. Boy, you follow him like it's me, understood?" Jesse responded with a wicked smile: "cross my heart. Come on, kid, you can pick up your car tomorrow night. Your coming with me now." I nodded to Daddy and followed Jesse out of the park and into my new life.

I know this isn't for everyone, but I wanted to share a bit for those interested. A few years back I was in Phoenix for work. I got to my hotel about 4am nd was really horny. I got on A4A and found a guy a few miles away going for a bike ride. He hit me up and said he would ride over if I would bottom. I hopped in the shower, quick water bottle douch, and was ready. It was a dark room no names hook up. He was very hung and uncut. He wanted me to deepthroat him but he was just too big. Eventually he put on condom and fucked me and left. About a year later I was back for work and I see his profile again. I hit him up and he says he is going on a ride with friends so I would have to make it worth his time. He tells me he is into cnc forced play. So I agree he can be rough and do what he wants. I was really turned on by the idea. I cracked the door and just got in bed and waited. The whole time my mind is on anal. When he got to the room he pulled me out of the bed and started trying to throat fuck me. He gave us both lots of hits of poppers and finally got tht cock down my throat. Finally he bent me over and shoved it in so hard and fast it hurt. He lasted about 10 pumps dumped his load and left. So a few weeks later I share that story with a girl thats a good friend. She puts me in touch with a girl that organizes CNC rape play for girls. After a few chats she agreed to help me set up a group for guys in Phx. I messaged the guy on A4A and asked for a lunch date. I told him about what I wanted to do and he agreed to be a part of the group. He found another top guy and we had our first rape date. It was pretty simple they fucked me in a motel in phx. Now our group has 4 "rapists" and we take on new bottoms all the time. We have a 5 page application with a legal waiver. I screen every bottom before we play. We really try to cater to the bottoms fetish, but also push his comfort zone. We had one guy who wanted to be zip tied and raped. We had him show up at an ols farm and 2 tops used about 50 zip ties on his whole body before they raped his ass and left. So any guys interested around phx let me know. We are very safe and everyone gets introduced a few times before we play. This weekend we are having a group meet and greet in Mesa. There will be lots of playing but no new guys will be involved in the rough play.

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.

So I've been with my husband for 12 years, we met when I was 18 and he was 19. I'd been fucked only twice before we started dating, but his cock was the biggest I'd ever seen in person. He's about 8 and a half inches and quite thick and meaty too. It was pretty clear from the outset that I'd be the only one bottoming in the relationship, since I was always just more submissive in bed, even if we were just doing oral. Anyway, we'd been monogamous for 11 years when we started talking about the possibility of having a threesome. We talked about what we'd both want, what type of guys we'd go for etc but for a while it just kind of stayed as a fantasy. A few months later after we'd had a little to drink we started talking about it again, and decided "fuck it, let's give it a go". Needless to say we both enjoyed it and have met four guys so far! Would you guys be interested in hearing about what happened, and any new experiences we have? Don't wanna post if no one is gonna be bothered 😅

Love it! Got me instantly hard! Love fucking in trainers

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.

That Men are available with no strings attached. They are sexy and hot and always a varied bunch. Similar to Panda Bears, Eats, Shoots and Leaves.

Great story so far wish that was me at that age

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.

Asian loves it when my white daddy watch me take raw BBC.

There is not a better feeling. It is such a rush to have the top tell you it is about to happen an then again when he does. I like to beg for it. It is both physical and emotional for me. I like to get the load before I cum.

"We know what his face looks like [and hence who he is because he was silly enough to get identified in national news media]" - won't fuck him. "We're in a dark room, let's fuck some arse" - it could have been him (or any other random closeted racist homophobe). PEOPLE including those who wish to kill others can look sexually attractive to others. That's how the real world works - whether we like it or not.

My uncle started me when I was 12, he taught me to be a [banned word], but I was totally willing

Very often, "Fuck YES!" Which is usually vocalised at the same time.

I usually think of how owned I feel in that moment. I’m nothing but a cumdump and I feel fulfilled when I’m being given a load

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

I completely agree with you. I've recently cut all contact with a former "str8", married fuck buddy. Our relationship was purely sexual. I really knew nothing about him except that he had a big and very thick cock that felt great pounding my ass. Since I have his phone number in my phone, his name started coming up as a Facebook and Instagram friend suggestion. His FB page isn't restricted, so I can see all his posts. I was shocked to see who he really is. He worships Trump. He's Hispanic. Yet, he is radically anti immigrant. He posts homophobic, anti same sex marriage crap. And he posts disgusting racist and anti BLM stuff. I will never, ever let him come near me again. He claims to be str8 (even though he not only fucks me and of course likes guys to give him head, but he also kisses me while fucking me. I can buy that guys consider themselves to be str8 if they are strictly tops and don't bottom or suck. Just getting serviced. But, if you're passionately kissing another man, you have to at least consider yourself to be bisexual. As much as I enjoy servicing dumb as fuck, redneck dicks, if I find out they support this dangerous, racist, fascist president or are racists, my holes will slam shut for them. I want absolutely nothing to do with them, ever!

So he's supposed to be hot? 🤣

You should patent it.

I've always been fond of what I call "stupid dick tricks", but I've also recently really gotten into my balls being busted/slapped/squeezed/punched too: [think before following links] https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5d084dc25ad9d

Define "unusual". It's certainly something others have done, and certainly something some others crave. What matters is not "usual" or "unusual" but whether you're familiar with, and comfortable with, whatever health risks may exist. In this case, if you're thoroughly cleaned out, and you don't mind the taste of lube, you're probably as safe with this as with any other oral and anal sex acts; anything he picks up in your ass and delivers via your mouth is a bug you presumably already had. And anything he's got coming in, you likely will get without regard for the sequence of oral vs. anal you take. Fretting about "unusual" is a waste of effort.

I'll never forget my first, started with one guy at a gloryhole and turned into a 3 way. I had a night off from training for a deployment and decided to check out an ABS in Brooksville, KS. Pretty shitty little store with 3 vid booths in the back part. I sat down and started jerking on my cock for a few minutes when I heard somebody in the booth on my right. I looked over and he was shoving his cock thru the hole. Before then I'd never sucked off or even played with another guy but I just needed to taste it. So I wrapped my lips around the tip and started doing what I enjoyed girls doing to me. Guess I was doing a good job since he got even harder so I kept it up for a few minutes before he pulled back and left the booth. Not a minute went by and he just strolled up into my booth and shoved his cock back in my mouth without a word. So there I was sucking off a complete stranger when there's a knock on the door and it swings open again, the store clerk just standing there watching. The guys start chatting it up so I realized they knew each other and probably did this before. The clerk grabbed my wrist and pulled me up and out of the booth and they took me to a side room in the front of the store with a ratty looking mattress covered in cum stains. Next thing I know I'm on all fours naked sucking off the first guy while the clerk is lubing me up and spanking the hell out of my ass. All I could do was moan around that cock in my mouth as he proceeded to shove his cock all the way up my ass. They tore me up for a good half hour, taking turns on my ass and throat while calling me their bitch and slut. Eventually all good things come to an end and they came, one up my ass and one in my throat. Then they made me beat off for them until I came and swallowed my own load. I left feeling dirty, used and happier than I've ever been in my life. Since then it's been all cock for me and I'm never going to change!

This is hotter than hell! A friend of mine asked me to hang with his nephew a few years ago when he visited because I am much closer in age to the nephew than my friend and he was going nuts trying to find stuff they could do together. I caught the 20-something "straight" guy checking me out when we were undressing to get into the hot tub, so I decided to tempt fate and said I was going in bare ass if it was cool with them and both of them decided to do it too. When my friend got out to run and pick up some dinner and beer for us, his nephew moved closer and kept commenting on how the jets were making his cock hard and asking me if I was a special friend of his uncle's and letting me know he was okay with it and even admitted to getting blown by a friend in college sometimes and cruising at the adult bookstore in his home town. By the time my friend got back from his food run his nephew and I had turned on some bi porn in the basement and I was sucking his very nice 8 inch uncut dick while he told me he wanted to watch his uncle fuck my ass if I could convince him to do it. For some reason he panicked when his uncle pulled in the garage and dove across the room and threw a blanket over his naked body while tugging his shirt and underwear off the floor and trying to slip them on without being obvious. I followed suit and put a towel around my waist and helped my friend carry in the food and stuff, pulling him aside to tell him what his nephew said. He was really turned on by it and took me to his bedroom and we each hit his Tina pipe while I sucked his dick and he grabbed his laced lube and some laced joints and told me to go back down in just my briefs, socks and undershirt, while he put on a cock ring and a pair of flimsy gymshorts and turned up the heat so it was really warm while we ate and watched the porn, laughing about how cheesy it was. When my friend went to get us each another beer, his nephew asked me if I thought he should say something to let his uncle know he wanted to watch us fuck around and I told him I could say something if he was too nervous which made his day. When his uncle came back in I said the movie was turning me on and took off my shirt, then asked if either of them minded if I smoked a joint, which sadly made the nephew admit he couldn't smoke because of random UAs at his job, but surprised us both by admitting he would do some lines of coke if we had any, since that would clear his system before he left town. His uncle told him he didn't have any coke, but said he thought that I might have some Tina if that worked (which made me laugh to myself since he was the one who had the Tina but obviously didn't yet know if he wanted his nephew to know what a wild fucker he was). His nephew said fuck yeah and told us while we got a bowl loaded that he had tried Tina once before when he was in college and how he and two of his frat brothers spent three days straight smoking and fucking two girls they met on tindr. Once we were all high I asked outright if he still wanted to watch his uncle fuck me, and he said "yeah bro if that's not too weird." I didn't wait for his uncle to respond I just dropped to my knees and fished his big cut meat from his shorts and began sucking it while he laughed and kept hemming and hawing about how he wasn't sure if this was a good idea and asking his nephew over and over if he was really okay seeing the two of us play, insisting we could stop if he got too uncomfortable with it. Once I got him fully erect and began deep throating him, he finally stopped asking the kid if he was cool and began to ram my throat. When he decided to fuck my ass, he moved the coffee table and rolled over an upholstered bench that he had me lay back on and began eating my butt. I could see the kid trying not to seem like he was too into what we were doing, facing the bigass TV but darting his eyes back to us every chance he could. I wasn't going to let the kid get away with that, and told him with a firm voice "stop pretending u like jerking all the way over there and just get your cock over here so I can suck it!" "Is that okay?" He asked his uncle while standing up and getting undressed all except for his boxers which were inside out from his quick redressing earlier. I didn't wait for his uncle to give him more semi-sure answers or begin a series of questions about was it okay with him, I asked him to take a hit from the pipe and then let me get one, and when he picked up the pipe and torch from next to me I yanked down his boxers and pulled his hips causing his knees to buckle and land next to me on the padded bench thing, which allowed me to lick and stroke his dick while telling him to do as i asked and take a hit. He was still sucky at hitting the pipe but he did as he was told, and kept hitting it per my urging while I readjusted until I could suck him completely, which I did for 3 minutes before his uncle popped up between my legs with his cock lubed and told his nephew to shotgun him a hit while entering my hole. After that they both forgot to be pussies and just went with it, uncle sucking his nephews cock while fucking me, then trading places with his nephew, and lubing his cock before watching the kid fuck my ass while fucking my mouth until the kid leaned down and slobbered on his uncle's knob and kissing me, which made uncle announce he was gonna blow, which he did all over our faces without asking. I figured the nephew would freak or be grossed out, but instead he screamed out that he was cumming, and pulled out and shot all over my hole. We fucked two more times that night and he sucked his uncle off once. From what I hear from my buddy, his nephew recently got married and is expecting a kid but I bet he would still fuck a dude if the opportunity presented itself.