Leaderboard

Chapter 3. Over breakfast, I asked my boy if he was serious about taking two real raw cocks at once, lubed up with a bunch of fresh cum. He eagerly agreed that that would be a fun idea. The rest of the week, I’d use some cum from the fridge and double fuck him with my dick and that cummy dildo. He loved it, exclaiming how excited he was to try to the real thing. I prodded him to admit that he’d prefer to be filled fresh cum rather than feeling it cool from the fridge. Each time we finished fucking, we’d scoop as much cum as we could into the jar. Once, after filling him up and stretching him out, I had him squat over the jar and leak out fresh seed, warmed by his hole, into it. Watching his asshole drool cum made me so wet. My boy didn’t know that I’d started an account on S**** and was sharing pics of me stretching out and railing his cummy hole. I chatted with one guy, Sam, a few blocks away from my office. Sam’s stats only included ‘Needs Discussion,’ but we never got around to discussing it. That gave me a naughty sense of hope. We met at a coffee shop and exchanged pleasantries. He thought it was crazy that I was willing to meet up with and ask to suck a stranger’s cock just to get it into my boy. Within minutes, I was on my knees, blowing this stranger’s big cock in the men’s room, not knowing his status. I slobbered all over Sam’s dick, pulling off to beg for his load, promising him that I was going to get his cum in my boy’s hole, and get it ready for his big raw cock. The guy was totally into it. When Sam was about to cum, I took his load in my mouth, my cheeks bulging, and then spat it into the jar. That night, I lubed up my raw cock and my boy’s dildo with this stranger’s load and fucked it into my boy’s greedy hole. I repeated this with my new friend every lunchtime so that by Friday, when Sam was due to come over to our place, my boy had already unknowingly taken his load several times. I left the garage unlocked and texted Sam to head on in. I told my boy he had a big surprise in store and handed him a blindfold. He grinned and put it on. I led him to the garage and had him lean blindfolded against the washer, with his perky ass pushed out, ready to be used. Sam stepped out of the shadows and nodded at me, his big cock already out, semi-hard, and shiny with precum. My boy tensed when he realized someone else was there. All of the sudden it was real for him. This wasn’t a fantasy; a stranger I procured for him was about to raw fuck and breed him, and hopefully double-stuff him along with me. I had held off on asking Sam about his status, knowing it would turn my boy on to simply not know. I lubed up my boy’s hole with some cum from the jar. I told him how I’d been spending my afternoons, blowing Sam and saving his load. My boy groaned and wriggled his butt. Sam cleared his throat and put his big hands on my boy’s cheeks spreading them wide. I slipped my cummy fingers into his hole and told him that Sam’s seed was already swimming inside him. He just groaned and pushed back on my fingers. He loved knowing that he already took a load from a stranger. Seeing Sam’s raw cock slapping my boy’s hips made me realize how much thicker and longer he was than me. I lubed up my cock with cloudy cum and pushed right into his hole, sliding in balls deep. My boy clenched down, and I knew I’d need to pull out or I’d cum too soon. My boy begged Sam to fill him up, and Sam nodded at me as he took my place. He ran his big cock up and down my boy’s slippery crack and I drizzled more cum right where the head of his dick was pushing into my boy’s ass lips. Sam took his time, pushing a few inches inside, letting my boy get accustomed to his size and then pushing in more. Once balls deep, Sam leaned forward, his weight on my boy’s body, and growled into his ear, ‘You like that big raw cock in you, boy?’ ‘YES,’ he groaned. ‘You like having my cum inside you before we even met?’ ‘YES!’ ‘Not even knowing if you’ve been taking dirty cum?’ ‘YES!!’ ‘Taking a stranger’s cum? His POZ cum?’ ‘YES!!!’ Now what had been a fantasy was suddenly real for both of us. Knowing that I’d willingly fingered and fucked this guy’s seed into my boy’s unprotected hole made me cum immediately. Sam pulled his hips back so just the head was still inside my boy. I came on his cock and he railed it into my boy’s ass adding his own load, now known to be toxic. My boy’s legs were about to give out. I laid down on the garage floor and my boy sat on my dick, laying back onto me like a mattress. Sam got on his knees between our spread legs and slid his rock-hard cock into my boy’s sloppy pussy alongside my own. I couldn’t really thrust, so I just laid there, feeling the friction of my boy’s stretched-out hole and Sam’s raw POZ cock. We repeated our dirty talk and both Sam and I lost another load inside my boy. When we were finished with him, we carried my boy to the bed and admired our work. My boy’s hole was more wrecked than I’d ever seen it and it was sloshing with a frothy blend of POZ cum. Sam got a big gloop of it on his fingers and ordered me to get on my hands and knees next to my boy. He lapped at my hole and then smeared some of the cum into my ass. I saw Sam out and then went back to bed. My boy was curled up, with his whole hand up his own asshole. We’d stretched him out so much, and gotten him so wet, that his hand slipped easily inside to the wrist. He passed out, exhausted, with his ass leaking toxic seed out around his forearm, the blindfold still covering his eyes. I got my fingers wet with the goo frothing on my boy’s wrist and moved my hand to my own ass. I played with my own cummy hole as we drifted off to sleep, working Sam’s toxic cum into my own top pussy. To be continued...

Rob answered the door and was greeted by his new next neighbors Sam and Michael. Sam was a 5”10 210 pound hairy bear with a 7” cock while Michael was a 6”2 250 pound very hairy bear with a 9”cock, Both were sweaty from completing their jog through the neighborhood and wanted to meet their new neighbor who they saw moving in the day before. Sam & Michael were two highly toxic bears who loved to breed and convert guys to the brotherhood at any chance. When they saw Rob, they gave each other a shared look of lust as they saw Rob in his basketball shorts and tee shirt with his extremely hairy body showing. Being 6’4’’ and 280, Rob was bigger than both Sam and Michael which they loved and were hoping that Rob was gay (or at least bisexual). Sam and Michael were going to try to find out and in their introduction invited themselves in and wanted to get to know Rob better. Rob, Sam and Michael started to chat and get to know each other around Rob’s Kitchen counter as all his kitchen chairs were taken by half open boxes being unloaded. Sam explained to Rob that Michael was his husband and they wanted to get to know their new neighbor. As Sam explained the relationship, Michael noticed that Rob’s cock was starting to get hard and tent within his shorts and glanced to Sam with a smirk. Michael asked Rob about his relationship background and Rob explained that he was recently broken up with his girlfriend and was using this move into a new place to start anew. Unprompted Rob told Sam and Michael that he had been sexually active with his college roommate and still considered himself bisexual as he tried to show he was very supportive of Sam & Michael’s relationship. Michael started probing with Rob to understand Rob’s experiences with his roommate. Rob explained as a sophomore his roommate, Cam, was assigned was gay and one evening came home drunk from a party and horny. He saw Rob on his bed with his cock tenting in his shorts and before Rob knew what happened, his roommates mouth was around his cock and sucking him off. Rob had never felt anything like that and didn’t last too long before cumming. Cam continued to suck on rob to get him hard again and asked if Rob wanted to fuck his ass and without thinking much Rob said yes and Cam immediately took Rob’s slick hard cock and directed it to his hole. Rob without thinking was starting to fuck his first ass and bareback no less. Rob lasted only a couple of minutes before cumming in Cam’s ass. Rob was in a post sex haze but realized he had a new level of a roommate relationship and going forward for the rest of their college time together Rob and Cam would continue to fuck (Rob always being the top) and started to get tested to ensure they were clean of STDs. Rob after college hadn’t been with another guy but wondered post is recent relationship (and the previous failures he had) if he should give it another try as he never had better sex than with Cam Rob realized that from explaining his back story, his 8” cock was fully hard and tenting in his shorts. He tried to hide that as Michael asked when the last time was he had been sucked. When Rob said it had been a couple of months, Michael asked if he wanted to change that and dropped to his knees and pulled down Rob’s shorts and started sucking. Sam then came to Rob and immediately started kissing Rob as he slowly massaged Rob’s ass. Sam broke his kiss to lick his fingers and then returned to making out with Rob as he slid a finger into his very tight hole. Rob broke the kiss to say he had never had been fucked. Sam asked if wanted it and Rob without thinking nodded his head yes and Sam dropped his shorts and his cock sprung out leaking precum ready to breed Rob's virgin (and currently) neg hole To be continued ....

Part 2: As Sam slowly started rubbing his dripping cock along Rob’s hole, Michael took off his pants and asked rob if he wanted to fuck his hole and before Rob could respond Michael took Rob’s cock and placed it in his hole and pushback onto rob. Rob very quickly realized he was now in the middle of a sandwich. Rob with Michael’s tight hole and the long blow job he was receiving lasted only a couple of minutes before blasting a weeks worth of cum inside of Michael. At he was cumming, Sam was plowing Rob’s ass filling it with a hard cock for the first time and without Rob realizing it, his first toxic cock at that. Sam increased his pace as he wanted to be the first to breed Rob’s ass before Rob asked any questions. Michael peeled himself off Rob’s cock and licked it the cum off of his Rob’s softening cock. As Sam said he was going to cum, Michael stood up and started kissing rob pushing the cum from Rob’s cock back into his mouth. Once Sam finished cumming he pulled out of Rob’s ass and his pink tinge cock was quickly licked clean by Michael as well. Rob stumbled to the floor with Michael and Sam joining him. Rob was in a daze but Michael & Sam were grinning ear to ear. They realized not only did they have their next guy to convert to the brotherhood they realized they had someone who had the potential to be as dirty and piggy as them. Plus they had a mutual friend who was single looking for a partner and they realized Rob could be a great partner so the wheels began turning on how to set them up. Rob meanwhile realized what he had done and the first thought was to tell Sam and Michael that he was clean because he didn’t want them to worry. All Sam and Michael said we don’t worry about such things anymore and you shouldn’t either. Sam invited Rob over to their place for a pool party Saturday evening. Michael said it would be a great chance meet some other neighbors and they always have a great time. Sam told Rob these were very close friends like a “brotherhood” and he would fit right in with them. Rob started to make an excuse about why he couldn’t come over but Sam would have none of that and told him it would be an insult if he didn’t show up and all he needed to bring was his body and swim trunks. Too be continued

I just received my newest test results back, and I'm still negative

Sure. It is made by JimSupport--as is all my playroom equipment. The middle is adjustable--and it can flatten out to be a padded fuck table. I can also hang the bench, either way, in my sling frame.

Important: english is not my native language, if some things are grammatically incorrect or inaccurate, don't be angry. Note: The first part is an introduction and introduction of the characters, therefore less sexual than the following parts. So really exciting and hot it gets from the next parts. Me - 39 years old, 183 cm tall, brown eyes, rather the lighter gypsy type (my grandma was a gypsy), dark hair and well endowed. Max - mid thirties, 186 cm tall, blue eyes, dark hair well endowed. Steve - like Max mid thirties, same height, bald and like the other two, equally well endowed. Last summer, through my best friend Max, I met Steven. After Max fell in love with Steven, it was clear to me, he, Steven is [banned word] for me. Steven is a small winemaker in the east of Austria, who now and then organizes events, he invited Max to a Viennese song evening with wine tasting. Max asked me if I would not like to accompany him to this event. Since I had time and also wanted to spend a comfortable weekend, I agreed. A few weeks later the time had come. Max and I drove with my car to the small village where Steven lived. After we arrived at our guesthouse, where we shared a room, we drove to the lake, which is in the village. There we spent some nice hours together and then left for lunch with Steven. Already in the course of the afternoon we drank a few glasses of wine (Spritzer) and were thus slightly drunk by the time the Viennese song evening and wine tasting began. Over the course of the evening, Max and I drank a few more spritzers, so we both ended up with 15 spritzers per person that day. After I always found Max attractive and he also found my best piece great, what had to happen happened after we were in our room: Brave by the intoxication, I meant, I will satisfy myself, since I have not done this for several days. At some point Max mean you are really doing this, I meant yes. After some time he said if I want I can fuck him too. As I said, I was drunk and thought Max was hot and we are both into sex without a rubber (we are both negatives, where his last test was 2018 and I am not currently taking prep). This I did not let myself be told twice and so I began to press myself against Max. From a previous experience with Max, I knew that for both of us, spit would suffice as a lubricant and so I began to fuck him. After some time, he was lying on his stomach, I felt how he pressed more and more on my cock and also seemed to have his fun. After I unfortunately drank too much, and by nature I always take a long time to come, I stopped fucking him and started to wank until I came. I squirted on his body and he just said: Hey, you squirted on me. After that we both fell asleep. The next day we both spent then partly again at the lake, partly with Steven. My plan would have been to drive back to Vienna in the afternoon and let the two of them, Max and Steve, have time for themselves. Steve, however, thwarted my plans by paying for more and more alcoholic beverages and providing us with spritzes, respectively. At some point in the afternoon I said, ok I'll stay in the village and spend Sunday there. In the evening we drove to the neighboring village, where we drank at 1 o'clock in the morning still coffee with double Crapa, schnapps etc.. How Max and I got back to the boarding house, I have no memory of. What I do remember, however, was Max's sudden announcement, saying: And you raped me yesterday. I went to bed and drove to Vienna the next morning. On the way to Vienna I received a message from Max thanking me for the great weekend. I wrote back that I thought it was great too, only the words from the previous evening were too harsh and I am still close to tears. End part 1 Preview part 2 - if there is interest: Debate with Max, Steven tries to seduce me and what is Steven's secret?

It's late, but heading to bed with 3 loads in my ass. 🤘🏼🤘🏼🤘🏼

I went to the Cumunion sex party this past Wednesday night at the sex club. First I went to my favorite bar for a few drinks and stuffed a pretty big ass anchor up my hole to make it gape. I also put a quick connect ad on BBRT saying I was offering my slut ass up at Cumunion for all cocks and loads. After downing 4 vodka cranberry's I was ready to head to the sex club and get fucked, hopefully by multiple guys. I arrived around 8:30pm and the back parking lot was already full so I parked across the street in the extra lot. While in the car I pulled out my ass anchor and shot some lube up into my gaping cunt. Then I made sure I had my poppers and a small bottle of lube which I stuffed in my socks. I was wearing a pink mesh crop top, jock, tights and a short leather jacket. I paid my admission and headed up to the third floor to strip down to my jock and crop top and put my tights and leather jacket in a locker. I took a couple hits of poppers and headed to the darkroom. As soon as I entered some guy pushed me over the bench and shoved his cock up my well lubed cunt. He didn't take long to shoot his hot load deep up my cunt. After he pulled out I turned around to suck him clean loving the taste of my ass on his cock! Six other guys then took turns fucking and filling my cunt with more loads. I hadn't been there a half hour and seven guys had already fucked and bred my slut ass. I needed a break so I headed to the restroom to take a piss. I then headed down to the first floor darkroom to offer my ass up there. I felt my way around until I could find a spot to bend over and spread my ass open. I felt a guy fingering my cummy hole and then he just thrust his big cock balls deep in my ass. He was pumping away while I took another hit of poppers and he said he was shooting his load as I spread my ass cheeks further apart and milked his cock. Then another three guys fucked and pounded my ass shooting their loads in my cum filled cunt. By now my ass was pumped full carrying 11 anonymous loads but I hadn't checked out the second floor yet. There was a bench around the corner where there were a group of guys watching this bottom get fucked by this hung black dude. There was space next to him so I bent over hoping this guy would fuck both of us, Needless to say he did and he pounded away on my ass and actually pumped two loads in me and totally wrecked my sloppy cunt! So it was a great night for me and my ass and I can't wait for next month's Cumunion party. (However, I'll be back at the sex club tonight and usually go every Wednesday and Saturday nights to get fucked and filled!)

Going for the whole year too.

I would. I did, and have the mind-frame for it! Knowing my man is ON-THE-JOB< breeding other guys! Came THIS close to getting into it being a real (long-term) but then broke it off... But for that, indulge me with... STORY-TIME: Actually the very first guy who seriously started 'dating me' when I was a virtual teenager still, barely a year out of the closet, in Los Angeles was a guy I met as 'Bruce' who told me he was IN PORN. He rode a motorcycle and physically, although he was all 'butch' and manly had a smaller frame than me. I never saw the porn he was in back then as for some reason back then it didn't even interest me. I was just impressed and intimidated by guys I met as HIS EX, guys I saw him in nude ads with, and the hot fuckers coming to his house... I actually never knew, or remembered what his porn name was until years later. He was MARK PERRY and was in FALCON porn. Not sure how many he did as the only one I ever saw was UPPERCLASSMEN. He played the big-dicked teacher in it and wore one of those 1970's style moustaches. We played around a whole summer in the early 1980s and he wrote me glowing love-letters and tried to have me be 'his man' and 'move back to San Antonio Texas' with him. He had already quit his job as manager of STUDIO ONE and even introduced me to the (alleged) owner, who was even more legendary with his huge cock than Bruce was... In hindsight, the owner of the club looked me over like 'chicken-ready-to-eat' as back then I had a hard time convincing the bouncers that my ID was NOT FAKE... "Yeah right! You are like 16? 17?" Bruce said: "Oh he (the club owner) wanted you and bust you wide open with that horse-cock of his; break you in and WRECK YOU like he does ALL THE BOYS that come through the office door. You are probably the only one who got away... because you were with me! lol" He relished the idea! Bruce introduced me to a lot of things that were new: HUGE COCKS, poppers, accepting cocks bareback, and even 'promiscuity' as an acceptable lifestyle choice... naked guys suddenly sharing the bed with us.. Problem was: I was like a kid in the candy-store, living with a straight friend on the seedy side of Beverly Hills, West Hollywood and the clubs, boys everywhere. Many of the more masculine ones 'dismissed' me as a twink, but in hindsight I'd say they were just as intimidated by me as I was by them... but Bruce broke the ice for me. Took me everywhere on his motorbike and treated me like a dude, not a 'dumb twink'. But I wasn't about to leave LA as I just started UCLA and even met mainstream producers... one whom I'd be fucking on the regular and do research for on one of his NBC mini-series... that man is married to a big female movie/TV star (to me) and several years later dismissed me as "You are becoming predictable! Too LA!" A lot of 'could have', 'should have', 'would have'! The problem with this potential union was, well generational... it could have worked if I was content to be some 'war bride' in Texas. Might have been fun. But he had DONE IT ALL, fucked every hot guy and was ready to 'settle down'... with a twink husband. One who was coming out, just had his cherry busted by Bruce, who took cock like a champ thanks to the introduction to poppers... and for that summer, an inner whore was coming out of me... I've tried to contact Bruce but his last name is too common and chances are... well you know... but at least he passed on his TRAMP SEED and his propensity for promiscuity! At least I want to think so. One seasoned porn-champ passing on the baton to an aspiring slut. In HINDSIGHT it was hot to think that EVERYBODY in the gay scene he introduced me to KNEW that I took that big porn-cock on the regular, took that man's seed with pride and his DNA and cocky confidence worked itself into my system as I strutted into the clubs with him... "Oh he is obviously FUCKING HIM good! Taking him back to Texas!" Well I stayed behind in West Hollywood Whoreville, but I'm proud to have been ONE, possibly his favorite boy-slut aka BF-to-be in his sizable stable of man-fillies he broke in, seeded and studded. ALL of them bareback... not one ever asking for a rubber in the pre-condom days.

A Strange Night at the Baths (Part 2) After the angry man had violently fucked me and filled me with his semen, I had at first felt violated…but after rerunning the details in my mind I realized that I was getting turned on and that the thought of submitting made my cock begin to harden – I felt like a real slut and my ass acted like it wasn’t finished and wanted the action to continue. When I finally pushed myself off the bench I saw where I had cum all over the bench in the heat of passion. I scooped as much as I could into my hand and licked it off, sucking each finger into my mouth so I could savor the taste of our sex. After I had licked the area clean I decided to get a quick shower then continue the hunt for cock. I headed downstairs to the wet area and hopped into the shower and let the water run over my head while I lathered up. As I was rinsing, I noticed there were more people milling about than earlier. I could see through the window of the adjacent steam room just next to the showers and that there were several men inside. Then I looked across from the steam to the dry sauna and saw that several hot men with glistening bodies were exiting and headed in the direction of the play area. I decided that was the direction I wanted to go as well, so I quickly finished rinsing and dried myself, then slung the towel over my shoulder and headed upstairs in hopes of getting a taste of the hot bodies that had walked by moments ago. The play area was a few flights up from the wet area so it took a few minutes to reach the top floor where it was located. By the time I reached the top the sauna guys were nowhere to be seen, so I decided I would head over to the glory hole booths to see what I could get into. I passed the first three booths that were situated along the hall and went around to the back booths situated immediately behind the other three along the wall. Each booth had holes to each adjacent booth, and featured video monitors playing bareback porn. When sitting in the booths along the back wall, you could see through the next booth to see who was passing along the hallway whenever the doors were open. Of course when someone entered the booth and closed the door then you could only see inside the booth – so attention quickly focused on the new occupant. I found a vacant booth along the back wall and went inside, hung my towel on the hook inside and latched the door. I pulled the folding chair so that it sat between the holes on either side of the booth, allowing me to take advantage of any opportunity for glory hole sex. As I sat and peered through the hole to my right, I detected someone enter so I glanced through the hole and saw my new neighbor also look through the hole on his side and then our eyes met. He looked at me for a moment, then grabbed his cock and held it up to the hole, just allowing his cock-head through. I stuck my tongue along my bottom lip, then leaned forward and let him guide his erect cock into my mouth. He moaned and began to slowly move in and out a few times and then started to pick up the pace. His dick was throbbing and much too quickly he groaned and shot his load into my mouth. I swallowed as he pulled his cock back and exited the booth leaving me lick my fingers and to watch again for the next opportunity. I didn’t have to wait long before two absolute studs entered the booth on the hallway side, then shut and latched their booth door. They started to kiss and rub their naked bodies together. I found I was leaning closer and felt my face drawn to the hole for a better look. They were both tall and buff, with large endowment, though one was clearly more blessed than the other...he had a truly magnificent cock and I was hoping I would get to taste his cum. Then the man who was 2nd in size turned toward the hole and saw me, then smiled. He stepped over and put his cock to my lips and I eagerly began sucking. He began to fuck my mouth while he and his partner continued to kiss passionately. Suddenly he pulled his hard cock out of my mouth and moved over so his partner could slide his dick into my recently vacated mouth. I have to admit that this guy had one of the best cocks I’ve had in my mouth ever, and I was drooling as I stretched my jaw to take all of him down my throat. After letting me enjoy his tasty dick in my mouth for a while, he pulled back and asked me to turn around. When I turned around I felt his partner grab my ankles from below the booth partition, preventing me from moving my bare ass away from the glory hole. Then the big guy pushed his big cock forward and thrust deep into my eager ass, still wet with cum from my theater fuck which provided the perfect lubrication so I could accommodate his deep thrusts. I felt his balls slapping against my ass each time he buried his meat deep inside me, and I soon felt his cock begin to swell. Then he gave out a loud groan and jabbed his cock deep into me and filled my ass with his creamy white load. He then quickly switched and grabbed my ankles allowing his partner to put his cock through the hole and to thrust his cock deep into my dripping ass. He didn’t pause, but instead began to fuck me rapidly, his cock moving in-and-out as his body slapped against mine, until he gave a final loud groan and thrust his hips forward to the hilt, shooting his load of sperm inside of my hungry ass. After several more thrusts, he pushed forward for a final thrust, this time keeping his cock buried deep inside me for a few moments before he pulled out quickly, his cum tumbling out of my gapping asshole, at the same time his partner released my ankles. I almost fell forward but caught myself on my chair. I heard them both thank me as they exited as quickly as they entered. I reached back and felt my sexy, cum-filled asshole. I swirled my finger in the semen that was leaking from my ass and realized that I had a big smile on my face. I also noticed that I had cum all over myself and the chair in my booth during the wild fucking, though I hadn’t noticed at the time. I gathered my towel and headed to the wet area for another shower before I called it a night. So, it’s like I said – you never know what to expect when you head to the baths…but its experiences like these that keep me cuming back.

Thank you. And to all the guys who have been jerking off to my work. I've been taking some time off -- I was doing a bit too much "research" for the writing, and it was starting to impact my life. Things are going well, and I'll probably come back in late February / early March. In the meantime, I always appreciate your feedback - both here and in the messages.

Part 14 There were no more dawdles. He had resumed his thrusts in and out of me. Totally focused on the feelings in my hole, it didn’t take long for me to start moaning which seemed to fuel Magoo even more. He was now pounding me with only one objective: build an unforgettable load just for me. I let go my cock which was undecided to whether stay soft or go hard. I reached to his nipple rings. I tugged on them lightly while tightening my asshole against his cock. Magoo thanked me with a series of grunts. Magoo leaned on me, pushing my legs closer to my shoulders and grab a nipple in the fingers of each hand, and with a sly smile, Magoo really began to work on them. I felt jolts of pain mixed with excitement run like electricity through my body. My hands were snooping at his body, caressing his body hair, my fingers tracing the contour of his biohazard tattoo. Magoo didn’t need to look down at my hand to find where it was and what it was doing. Magoo had his eyes closed. For his age, he was in a great condition; his sexual prowess was way much better than the average of my poor and few past encounters. Maybe it was his physique that made him so good. He was shorter, shorter in legs, narrower in shoulders, and not particularly muscular. However, his calves and, to a lesser extent, his thighs, were quite exceptional. I would have volunteered Magoo to develop a VO2 training program for fucking. He abruptly stopped; his cock deeply rooted in my ass. For a moment, I thought that Magoo had cum. He slowly pulled out, his cock, hard as ever, sprang up against his stomach. I found myself over his cock, unsure how my ass would take it. Squeezing a nine inches cock into my hole would be a challenge. “Go for it, Max. Work yourself on my poz cock. It’s all yours.” Magoo said. It should have been easier for me, and despite the fact that he had fucked me for the last 45 minutes, opening me up nicely, I was having a hard time to control my balance and not impaling myself at once. I was sliding down gradually on the slick cock. I felt some pain as my guts were trying to accommodate the long cock in this new position. I paused at about two third, to breathe and let the sharp pain fade. Magoo took that as a go, because he pushed his pelvis up, stuffing the rest of his cock up my chute. “Oh fuck…!” we said in unison. Me unprepared from the sudden blunt attack, him from the awesome feeling of my warm ass bucking and screwing over his cock. My reflexes were to dislodge myself, but a new pain from my balls told me it was a bad idea. Magoo had a solid grip on my nutsack. The pain in my poor little nuts was excruciating. I slumped back. I could feel Magoo’s dick throbbed harder in my hole. I kept my eyes shut. Magoo squeezed harder to get my attention. “Come Max, you know what to do, fuck yourself, work the reward I am ready to give you.” And fuck I did. Sweat poured down my back and my chest. A mind-invading of filthy smell of male sex filled the room. All my lower body muscles were on fire. As I slowed down, to get some reliefs, he started working is fuckmeat in and out of me again. “Is that what you want, Max? You want my gift?” Magoo asked as he made me bounce, his damp crotch slapping against my ass. “Uh huh,” I whispered. I was shaking. Magoo was abusing my nutsack again. My balls throbbed on every pressure release he was providing. "Oh yeah… Max… look down… little Max is getting horny" I was hard as stone. I was panting too. Drops of sweat were pouring on my cock but also on Magoo’s chest and crotch, wetting his grey fur body. Firmly planted balls deep in me, acting as a lever, Magoo reversed our position. Loosely wrapping my legs around him intuitively, the old man didn’t waste time to engage in some sort negative-split* fuck. Insatiable, he alternated between long smooth strokes (which I liked a lot due to my sore ass), sliding out his nine inches cock, my hole failing to close back completely and forcing it to reopen giving passage to his cockhead and his entire shaft; between short and hard jabs that seems to give his cock the most pleasure; and between fast shallow fucks which he was currently doing. * (A negative split is when a guy runs the second half of his marathon faster than the first) “I’m closed Max, I won’t be long before I shoot my load. My poz load! That’s the only thing I can give you… a gift from me to you… I will keep my promise…” Magoo said in voice indicating that indeed he was approaching his orgasm. In the state I was, it wasn't easy for me to put coherent thoughts together. Magoo was a man of his word. During his confession, he had made me a promise. And now it was for me to decide. Epilogue When I reached 18 years old, I came out to my parents. My dad told me that I would fell in “the depths of hell and depravity” before he kicked me out of the house. So, this is when I moved here, in the Village, and found myself neighboring Mr. Magoo. To prove my father wrong, I stayed clear of any acts and places that would have led me to what he called my damnation. The bathhouse was the representative reality of hell and depravity. After passing the full-metal door in the back of a building, I clearly remembered my thought at the moment: “Now, you are really in the depths of it.” As I am sitting on my couch in my small apartment, back from the bathhouse, I now know that Mr. Magoo led me to my salvation. Yes, the wicked Mr. Magoo. And it turns out Jesus was my savior. Ironic, isn’t it? “…I have something to confess” he told in grave tone. I feared the worst and we stopped fucking. Completely. “I lied to you, Max…” In the back of my mind, I suspected it since he explained to me his plan. After everything started to happen according to his plan, I wasn’t sure anymore. But Mickey had told me that he and Magoo had “planned a lot of things over the last few weeks”. My suspicions raised again. “I kinda of guessed…” I replied, “why would you lie to me?” “I didn’t want to stealth Mickey…” “Huh… okay…?” “I wanted to stealth you” he revealed in a voice that didn’t show any remorse. The way he always look at me due to his myopia, with his narrowed eyes, I was never certain if he was x-raying my mind or just trying to decipher my face expression. Magoo had started rocking back his cock very very slowly. “Oh shit…! You did…!” “No, I haven’t stealth you” he admitted promptly. “The truth is I wouldn’t have been able to stealth Mickey. He has been taking loads since last November after his boyfriend got poz at the Halloween Conversion Party”. “Oh shit… Mickey really stealth me…!” “No. Well, I doubt that he would have poz you. His latest test from Thursday indicated he was still negative. It is the reason he was back at the bathhouse today, well yesterday.” “but he could have… I mean his boyfriend…” “There aren’t together since Halloween. That was the first time they saw each other yesterday. Since the party, he lives with a friend of Master Eddy who trained him to be a dedicated slave man to his needs.” “Eddy…? You mean Eddy, sexy Eddy… Master?” “Yes. Eddy.” “Jesus and Eddy are together. I think you figured this out. I promised Eddy to have a go at you after I stealthed you… His plan was for you to spend the rest of this weekend with him and Jesus to see if you be good material for him.” “Good material!?!” I was shocked and a little bit pissed about this. “Hey, you are still with me, no? It is Saturday early morning and no one will force you do anything that you don’t want to” he said trying to calm me down, “but frankly, I think you should give it a try. I believe you and Eddy, and Jesus would be a good match. My opinion.” It was my turn to narrow my eyes and give him a suspicious look. “Anyway, I had a long chat with Jesus and he is the one that convinced me to not stealth you…” “Wow… why… I mean why Jesus would…” “Sshh… He has his reasons, and I will not give you any details. The conversation was between him and me only, and it will stay like that.” I pouted. Clearly unsatisfied by Magoo’s statement and wondering why Jesus intervened in Magoo’s plan other than “acquiring a sub” motive. “Another thing…” “There is more?” I asked my eyes rolling up in their sockets. “Nothing dramatic… Luke…” Magoo hesitated. “What about him?” “He is my nephew by alliance…” he replied sheepishly. “He married my niece. She’s is the daughter of my younger brother’s second marriage…” I was still caught by the fact Luke was Magoo’s nephew. “He can’t be pozzed, you understand?” a concerned Magoo inquired “I love my niece and wouldn’t want to cause her any harms. I don’t know how you convinced him to go bareback, and even more let him cum in his ass, although you posed any risks. But no more, understood” I nodded feeling guilty for having forced myself on him, to make him cheat his wife. Even more, after the young cop told me while we were cuddling before falling asleep that “he liked it” and “he would mind doing this again with me”. “So, I am not stealthing you, but you would make me really happy if you would let… you know… let me cum in you… I know you have the right to be angry at me, but I came clean as I told Jesus I would. You don’t need to answer me right now. I promised to asked you before I ready to come, and I promised to respect your choice.” I rocked back my hips a couple of time to let him know to start fucking me again. “I’ll let you know my answer when you’ll ask” I replied warmly. It is Saturday noon, and I am waiting in my apartment for sexy Eddy to pick me up. I packed few things in a bag for the weekend. I shall return on Monday after lunch and meet Magoo again. “Max, I’m really closed… I will pull out if you asked me too…” I was exactly where my father told me I would, in the depths of hell and depravity. It didn’t seem so terrible, and final. It was just another path. Fuck my father. “Yes, cum in me. Give me my first poz load.” I asked taking possession of my life. Magoo hadn't really stopped fucking me for my answer. “Unh… I’m closed… Urghh… urghh… urghh… fuck yes… you’re getting it…” Magoo’s voice echoing in the now quiet bathhouse. Afterword Life and death is so irrelevant in this uncertain world. I believe I will find someone to love and care, and be loved in return. I came back from my weekend with Master (still sexy) Eddy and Jesus. I had a great time. I might tell the story one day. University had resumed again, remotely. Eddy offered me a place at his home arguing I would saved money, and feel less lonely. I was conflicted to leave Mr. Magoo, but when I met him, he was already explaining me his next wicked plan… I did not get the fuck flu. At least not the way people described it. I had headaches and some mild fever. Nothing to keep me in bed. Anyway, I went at the clinic to get tested for both HIV and covid. I am awaiting my results. All characters in this fiction exists in real life. Yes, even the wicked Mr. Magoo! Acknowledgement There is a lot of great stories here and many of them were written few years ago. Some unfinished. Amongst some of the recent authors that got me fueled, I would like to mention @mass1ve and @earlystart for their amazing and manipulative stories “Doctor Doug” and “Good Christian boys” respectively. Mass1ve’s “Homewrecker” is also hot. “Lockdown Project” by @swimcrush is also very hot. In another register, @Tanbbottom started a story about the same time as mine titled “Barry, Jason and Chris” which I like a lot. @Gymguy8, @1981virginia, @whthole4u and @ButtB4iGo wrote and still write phenomenal stories. And two last ones, if you like twisted stories, read @socalboi88 “My Twisted Neighbor Lets Me Crash at His Place” and @btm4bbrn “Scorpion Bikers” So many to mention!

I have been locked for 6 weeks as of today. My goal is to stay an entire year.

1/15 and I'm at 17 loads

I really hate asking this question, because TIM is really the only porn studio I could watch. Back when I was still somewhat in denial, it was TIM that made me realize I was fooling myself. I seen regular guys, all types, letting their inner pig out in “real,” attainable situations. It’s almost like I was a fly on the wall. What they were doing, I felt like I could do (and have done). Guys like Dawson and Fyrfli were the typical “model” type, but were hot just by their pure filth. I feel in the last year or two, the whole vibe has changed. Most of the guys have the same muscle model look, guys are fucking and pulling out (some not cumming at all) and it just has an overall generic feel to it. When it’s not the muscle guys, it’s two identical twinks deciding who is going to top. I mean I love Ray Dalton, but he’s a pig. Even the dialog damn near sounds like a straight porn with a bunch of moaning. Where is the guy that looks like my neighbor, mechanic or hot college professor? Where’s the hot dialog? Feltching, the piginess? Maybe I’ve been desensitized? sorry, rant over...

My boy and I had a few weeks off for vacation and decided to buy a beat-to-shit car and drive cross country. We figured we'd make it to San Francisco, fuck around in some sleazy bars, and then fly home. We drove for a few days, changing off who was driving every so often. Somewhere in Iowa, my boy was driving as I was dozing. It was early evening, and I was beat, hoping to find a motel with wifi so I could log on and see if I could get some corn-fed hicks to come fill up and stretch out my boy's hole. We don't believe in condoms and sharing his sweet hole with guys, POZ or not, is my favorite thing in the world. Spit, dick, and ass. That's all we need. I guess we've both taken dozens of POZ loads and hundreds of loads we didn't ask about. We haven't been tested, but if we're not sick, it's a fucking miracle. With my eyes closed, I sensed the car coming to a halt. I opened one eye as my boy was opening his door. He said, “Gotta piss. Be right back.” We were in an empty parking lot outside of a roadside rest stop. After glancing at the clock in the radio, I went back to sleep figuring we'd be on our way in a bit. I was woken by the sound of a motorcycle stopping. Twenty minutes had gone by. I opened my eyes in time to see a tall hunky redhead with a mustache hopping off his bike. Sexy sunglasses, leather boots and jacket, tight jeans, the works. I wondered what could possibly be keeping my boy? I dozed off again for about five minutes, and noticed the motorcycle was still there. I figured I could piss too, so I headed in. I headed in to a dimly fluorescent-lit tiled room with a filthy piss trough, a leaky sink, and one big stall. I didn't hear anything, so I thought I'd investigate the stall. When the plywood door swung open, there was my slutty boy on his knees, jeans at his ankles, quietly sucking the motorcycle stud's cock for all he was worth. The fucker still had his sunglasses on too. The stud didn't seem bothered by the arrival of a new-cummer. He was pulling my boy's hair, skull fucking his face. “You want some of this?,” he asked. “Hell, I can have it anytime I want. He's my boy,” I replied. He must have though I meant my son. He quickly pulled my boy's head off his huge spit-slick cock and said, “Shit, man! I'm sorry. I didn't know.” “Didn't know what? That I get off watching him take stranger's cum?” With that, he smiled, and went back to face-fucking my boy slut. I wriggled my jeans down and started nursing my cock to full hardness. I bent down and after rearranging my boy, stuck my tongue as far up his hole as possible, working in two, then three, then four fingers. I figured this guy's thick cock would delight my boy more if he was properly stretched out. My own cock was drooling it's own questionable juice, so I scooped up a bit in my hand and asked, “You want this up his hole or on your meat?” He pulled my boy off and lubed up his already-wet cock with my juice. He swung my boy around so he could get at his loosened hole. “Want me to bag up,” he said as he grinned. “What for? Got anything we should know about?” “Uh, yeah.” “Can't be something he doesn't already have. Stick it in.” That was all the invitation this stud, who was infected with -BLANK-, needed. In one thrust, his beer-can thick cock was balls deep in my boy's hole. He squirmed with delight as the guy thrusted in and out, over and over, faster and faster. My boy was trying to blow me but was having such a good time, it was all he could do to hold himself up and off the filthy tiled floor. I pulled back to enjoy the view, slowly jerking myself as I watched this fucker go to town on my boy's sensitive vulnerable raw hole. The stud took raised his sunglasses to his forehead with one hand, revealing the sexiest clear blue eyes I've ever seen. He looked directly at me and asked, “Can I breed him?” “What the fuck do you think?” The stud's thrusts got faster and faster and he finally lunged forward, loading my boy's hole up with some unknown sort of toxic spooge. As soon as he stopped shuddering, my boy swung around to clean off his poisoned dick. Not knowing what the stud had made it so hot to watch as my boy licked off his own ass juices and toxic cum. I shoved my dick as deeply as it would go into my boy's wrecked pussy and came after a few intense seconds, forcing the stranger's load deeper and deeper into my boy's guts. I pulled up my jeans as the stranger did the same. He leaned forward, grabbed the back of my neck, and forced his tongue down my throat. I nearly came a second time. He looked directly into my eyes and whispered, “Hope you guys have a good doctor. You're going to need it.” With that, he pulled away, put his sunglasses back on, and strode out of the stall. I smiled at my boy, curled up on the cold tile, legs spread wide, shoving four fingers in his drippy hole as he brought himself to climax, covering his tight abs and chest with his own questionable cum. I picked him up, and helped him dress, not letting him clean off or wash up. I scooped my boy up in my arms and brought him back to the car. I poured him into the back seat and started the engine. I noticed a piece of paper that had been shoved under the windshield wipers. In barely-legible script was written, “that was hot. your boys hole milked out a toxic aids load. should i have told you first?” Hell no. Breed first, ask questions later.

I have to agree that Treasure Island has gone downhill. It used to be my primary source for porn and I own quite a few movies. But over the last few years they've gone for quantity instead of quality. It's obvious they only want to try to push as many titles as they can to try to make a buck and the work has suffered. A lot of the scenes drag on way too long, usually with some drugged-up messes, one out of it bottom and a zombie eyed top with a cock rink that could strangle an elephant. The whole scene ends up being a a chopped up, re-glued mess of clips that nowhere resembles what you'd expect to see in real life. I think a lot of the regular guys we used to see won't work for same low pay they're paying the drugged up messes and that's why we don't see them anymore. A lot of the regulars are just working to support a drug habit so they'll take whatever they can get. It's really sad, Treasure Island used to be my all time favorite studio and had the best, most relatable porn and made hard every time. Now I don't even bother waste my time visiting their website and I haven't bought a title or scene from them in over three years.

1981virginia is undoubtedly one of the best writers of porn anywhere.

I am 20 years in and it still feels like yesterday. Staying healthy is the key. I have no regrets. As a total bottom it is almost expected.

My man took a shower when I told him I have two stud muffins coming over for a double-breeding session. Dammit, I wanted him to join, or at least SEE ME being a super-whore! Vulgar and verbal in action! Too bad because he takes forever in the shower but he also told me later that he is terribly intimidated by my 'hot tricks'. I figured that much and played into it when my extramarital fuck action racket started and the dudes had NO FILTER and loud voices would carry! I knew he was probably barricading himself in the adjoining bath-room, almost frightened of my shameless S&M side and him inevitably being auditory witness to a vile, and violent man-holing session... and this time I willfully catered to his ears, hell I can do better than virtually ALL PORN we play during sex... "How come you always get the hot ones?" he said later. 'What? What you talking about?' Frankly speaking, I'm impressed by his man-fishing skills and I felt I had been slipping the last few weeks, not having a grip on my apps. But this morning, sleeping in long, I was on Facebook, This while just idiots on the gay apps were hitting me up. Worthless leads, amateurs and pictureless putzes! But, the first prospective trick actual TEXT-messages are coming in. Then the first GOOD ONE: a recent fun trick, total verbal bareback. What makes barebacking even more fun (besides anon hook-ups) are the OUT-AND-PROUD barebackers, a cocky breed! Like the one texting, who is in an openly-promiscuous, threeway TRIAD relationship and we are even friends on Facebook. Once you know a few on Facebook you know how to cross-reference others, who is 'friends-with-whom' and you can quickly figure out who the 'PLAYERS' are in town... Long and short, the Facebook dudes know when you are awake and prowling, not even bothering with BBRT or A4A barely even checking SCRUFF and GRINDR. There they are on FB messenger or straight to regular text messages because WE GOT THAT FAR. So that dude this morning (from prior hook-up and successful and highly erotic deep-breeding) texted me, probing what 'my program' was for the day. As it was ambiguous, work or pleasure, I swiftly pitched that I'm expecting to eventually get bred by a sexy country boy (well sexy, lean Missouri farmer really, another repeat trick) But my FB texter has been wanting to catch me when I have been 'bred and loaded' so he could eat my ass and anon jizz out of me like some kinda bb-oyster... Well dude wants to know if my Missouri farmer buddy (the other trick) has come over yet and NUTTED IN ME! He wants to fuck that pre-seeded hole... well can't speed that up now can I? Now stick with me, hope I haven't lost you yet: Next thing I know, bb-oyster eater boy's BF (the number 3 sidekick in the triad,) is now all hot and bothered and wants in on it. So both came over over and do a power-fuck session, slut-calling, spitting and 'KNOCK HIM UP' (CHILLS) and one of the loudest nutting-while-pounding-really-deep fucks I have had in ages. So two huge loads in during Covid and we are waiting for the sexy (very lean and tan) farmer. The dude defies all clichés of 'what they typically look like. He looks more like a 30-something, maybe 40-something Atlanta sex-athlete, complete with sexy buzz-cut and earrings and full-body tan... yeah, I want that now... but my man gets first dibs. He just told me I'm a selfish PIG, while he laughed and wondered if THOSE TWO would breed him too one day?! TWO IN and ONE MORE cuming up for this whore!

Russel T. Davies is back on form with a five-part series called It's a Sin, about four young men who share an apartment in London in the 80s as HIV is beginning to spread. It is genuinely touching. Thought-provoking. Tear-worthy. I can only imagine the heartache and pain felt by those who made it through at having lost so many friends and lovers. It's worth a watch.

Just picturing some guy who survived the plague and has inherited the deed to a long closed bathhouse beginning to prep a classic gay orgy space and cleaning out a couple decade of cobwebs. a long vacant basement beneath a bunch of upscale coffee shops that paid the taxes to keep the bathhouse ownership going. might be a story there.

Chris was jubilant when his poz test results came back. Like Jason and Barry's diagnosis the three pals celebrated at the bathhouse, Chris and Jason shooting off as many loads as they could into unsuspecting and chasing asses as alike. Their approach was, if he doesn't ask I don't need to tell. They all sucked down and took a couple of loads in their holes, even Barry. Over the next few weeks Jason and Barry saw little of Chris. He was all over town dropping his precious poz sperm into every willing ass he could find. One evening Chris turned up just in time for dinner. He was clearly very excited to share an invitation with Barry and Jason. An underground theater company in Amsterdam had offered the three of them roles in an experimental avantgaurd theater production. The simple premise, actors having unsimulated bareback sex in front of a theater audience. He didn't know much more than that. Barry responded respectfully, "I'm out. I don't act, and I really don't like traveling that far. Enjoy guys, but it's not for me. " Jason spoke with concern, "But what about our high viral load status. When they learn that we won't get parts. " "That's just why they want you and me Jason. They want the audience to know some of the negative actors are actually getting infected in front of their eyes. They want to use this play to provoke a conversation about gifters and chasers. No one will know we really are the positive actors 'til it is revealed in the play. Not even the other actors. They will all be chasers who will have signed releases that they know and accept the risks they are taking. " "Let me get this straight", responded Jason. "So they are going to pay me to fly to Amsterdam, go on stage naked, and fuck who knows how many negative asses bareback with my toxic cock." "Yup, that's it in a nutshell."

Its hard to explain. But in a matter of minutes, my fright had turned to eagerness. I was horny for their loads. Their toxic POZ loads. The fact that these guys systematically brought guys in, trained them to take cum, and then whored them out to all kind of men - it turned me on so hard. Sleazy, promiscous, horny, raunchy, dirty, verbal, dominant and rough were all quite fitting adjectives. And I loved it. Michael went down to my hole, eating it good and well, while Peter prepped me verbally for what was going to happen. "okay, slut. ready?" "Yes, sir", i responded. "you know, i always give a chance to regret... just in case...." he said, but it was obvious what my answer would be. "No sir, i want it." "okay, then. So, this is what we will do. Michael will breed you first. He probably comes quite quickly, and prefers to go quite rough. But he comes a lot. He has saved for days for you." IT was at this point i realised that I was hunted down, not just randomly picked up. They had really planned this. "Thats perfect with me. My hole is all yours now." I responded. "great, slut, just as it should. After Michael has shot his load inside you, I will go down there, lick and tease your hole. We want you to work that load down your gut again and pus it out in my mouth. I love to felch a hot load out an open ass, preferably toxic sperm. So when you push into my mouth I want it all, not just a portion. Everything. " "Oh, fuck. that sounds hot!" "When my mouth is full", Peter continued, "I will move up, and give it to you. Dont swallow, cause well use it well, all three of us. Ill push my huge hard cock inside you, and breed you while we kiss and make out with all that poz cum. I have good control of my cumming, so Ill use a long time on you. Then, in the end I will give you my POZ load too. And you will have toxic sperm in both mouth and ass. Our two toxic loads inside your body." Michael took a break from my hole, looked up on me and said "Fucking hell, lets do this!" And we did. ... _____

Chapter 2. The next morning over breakfast, I asked my boy if he wanted me to stretch him out some more and try out some more cum play. He smiled across the table with that same shy mischievous grin, and then asked what I had in mind. I told him we’d be taking a few days off from rawfucking to get his hole relatively tight again, but we’d jerk off daily. Each time we came for the next few days, we shot our loads into a jar and kept it in the fridge. I know I added a load more than once a day and I’m sure he did too. By the weekend, the jar was obscenely splattered with a good half inch of our combined milky seed. I got my boy to lean back and lapped at his puckered ass, savoring its tightness. With no abuse, he was tighter than he’d been in months. I tongue fucked him as his hole began to relax and then dipped my fingers in the cum jar. Fresh from the fridge, the goo was cold and thick, but it did a great job of lubing his ass. It tasted so good and I loved how his greedy hole seemed to suck it in. In that moment, savoring the sight of his cum-lubed hole, I grabbed my phone and shot a few pics. I snapped as my raw cock, slimy with cum, slid into his hole. I got a great pic of his hole clinging outward as I reared back, then sucking in as I slammed forward. I shot a big load into him, but with his hole already so wet, it hardly made a difference. I knew I would stay hard for bit and pulled out to replace my cock with the dildo. I slid it’s full length into him. As he tried to dig his fingertips into his hole, I swatted them away and slid my own hard cock into him alongside that fake dick. He wailed, loving the sensation of having his ass split open by two cocks. He shouted out that he wanted to feel two real raw cocks in his ass. I got him to talk dirty and confess he wanted to feel two real raw cocks in his ass. ‘What about the lube,’ I asked. He moaned back begging for me to keep his ass full of cum. Of course, that made me come immediately and he blasted all over his chest without even touching his cock. As I smeared his seed onto my cock and fucked it back into him, I asked him if he was really sure of what he wanted. He almost seemed ashamed to admit it, but I smiled and told him that I was loving his piggy side coming out more and more. Her hung his head and sighed that he was afraid he’d keeping wanting more and more and not be able to stop, going as far as taking POZ cum. The thought of that clearly freaked him out as much as it turned him on. I hugged him and told him I’d be there to make sure he was safe, more or less, and could just enjoy the sex. Besides, taking two cocks at once wasn’t really so filthy. Now, ten, that’d be a different story. He just grinned at me playing with his sopping pussy, saying how hot it would be to take a load from a stranger and not even see his face. I asked how he’d feel about taking a load without knowing the guy’s status. His cock sprang right back to life and I slowly massaged his balls saying that guys who fuck raw are bound to take POZ seed sooner or later. I kept talking dirty until he came again, his thick load dripping down his shaft. We held each other as we drifted off to sleep, his ass leaking loads into a cool puddle on the bed, and me hatching a plan to get another guy’s cum and cock deep into my boy’s guts. To be continued...

Chapter Seventeen I woke up in the spare bedroom, Jack curled up behind me. For a moment my mind was lost, wondering how we got here when the last thing I remembered was my dad fucking me on my bed. It took a few seconds for me to realize that all of that was in my mind. But it had seemed so real...so fucking hot. I was getting hard from just remembering it...what was wrong with me? I got up and took a shower, I was not surprised to find I was covered in dry cum. I washed myself completely, my cock reacting as I cleaned my hole out. I looked down at the dildo I had used last time I was here to fuck myself but I was kinda sore already so dried off and wandered off to find some food. Mr. Blackthorn was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking some coffee. “Morning,” he said with a wide smile, “How did you sleep?” “Good,” I said opening the fridge. I grabbed some orange juice, and poured a glass, “Little sore but good.” “Well that's what you get for being a bad boy,” he said raising an eyebrow. I chuckled and sat down next to him, “So...was that weird?” “Sex? Sex is never weird for me.” “No, I meant the dad thing.” “Not for me, why? You weirded out?” I didn't say anything at first, “I mean it's my dad...” He put his coffee down, “Do you love your dad?” “Of course.” “And if your dad attractive?” “I mean...I don't..” “If he wasn't your dad would you find him attractive?” I thought about it and nodded. “And do you wish your dad showed you more affection?” I nodded slowly. “So you have a a guy you find attractive, that you have feelings for and that you want to show you affection? How can you not be turned on by it?” When he said it like that it made sense. “But, I mean it's still wrong,” I said. “Is it?” he asked back, “Why?” “Um...cause you...I mean incest is...” “Incest is a [banned word] but it's mostly one because of pregnancies that come from incest. So the [banned word] came from the fact that family shouldn't indulge in it because of the dangers, but let me ask you Everett, what is the medical danger is you having sex with your father?” I did not have an answer. “Anyways, to answer your question, no it was not weird at all,” and he went back to drinking his coffee. Now I was more confused that ever. Jack dropped me off at home so I could change for school, I was walking out the door when I heard my dad's voice scream from the garage, “Ev is that you?” “Yeah!” I called back. “Come in here.” I walked into the garage and he was standing there in a torn wife beater and a pair of oil spattered jeans. He was a beast of a man, a gorilla's chest with fucking biceps the size of cantaloupes, he was a Marine for years before I was born and he looked every inch of it. He still kept his hair cut short and was clean shaven mostly, though he did have a mean 5 o'clock shadow by the end of the day. From a glance we didn't look like we were related, he was wide and stocky where I was tall and lean, but there was one thing we shared that was easily recognizable. We both had monster cocks. I was 11 when he sat me down and explained that I wasn't like other kids. I had just gotten sent home from junior high with a note from my little league coach, a note I thought for sure said I was off the team. I gave it to my mom who read it and then covered her mouth quickly. She said I would have to wait for dad to get home, which I did, sure I was going to get yelled at for being bad at baseball. Instead he came in and explained that I was going to need some special equipment the other kids didn't. I began to cry thinking it was because I was bad at the game and he assured me it wasn't that. “Look bud, you have to understand that Palmer boys, we're special. See, when God was making us he decided to give us a little extra downstairs.” I looked at him confused, not sure what we had downstairs that would be extra? I mean we had a living room and a kitchen and a... “I'm talking about your dick,” he said, seeing my confusion. That word didn't mean much to me at 11. “Your pee-pee, your wiener?” Oh!” I said knowing that word, “Really?” He nodded, “We're going to get you what's called a jock strap and you need to wear it under your jeans ok? It's like extra underwear?” “For big pee-pees?” He laughed and nodded, “Exactly for that.” And I'd worn one ever since, but ever since that day I would peek glances at my dad's basket and let me tell you, he wasn't lying. Palmer boys are blessed. “What's up dad?” “You break up with that girl?” How in the world would he know that? “Um yeah, wasn't working out, why?” He shook his head, “She came by looking for you, crying and all that. Look son, you know I don't like telling you how to live your life but you mind some advice?” I nodded. “You have to be careful about who you screw, once they get a taste they don't give up easily.” I must have blushed because he chuckled, “I'm not speaking out my ass. Look bud, when I was your age the girls I fucked would follow me around town like a hungry dog for months after. It's the price we pay for having what we have, people get attached fast to it.” “Um, yes sir.” I said, not even believing we were having this conversation. “It's better this way anyways, that girl was just gonna end up getting pregnant and then you'd be forced to marry her and trust me boy, you don't want that.” “Was it like that with mom?” I asked, scared of the answer. “What? No! I wasn't talking about her, I was talking in general. Look, when you find the right girl then you'll know and fuck her silly. Knock her up, have a dozen kids and all that but before that, make sure you're careful because we are not only blessed in inches but in fertility. Your grandfather used to say we could get a girl pregnant with a stern look.” Imagine my grandpa saying that made me bust up, “So how am I your only kid?” I asked. He paused and then gave me a look, “I found safer holes to fill.” I just stared at him confused. He just smiled, “How's Jack been?” “Um....fine...I mean why?” He gave me a wink, “No reason, you're gonna be late for school.” I stumbled out of the garage, not sure what I just heard. I got in my car and hauled ass to school. “He said what?” Jack asked at lunch. “I swear to god man, I think he knows about us.” Jack looked around to see if anyone could overhear us, “How?” I shrugged, “He said Cheryl came by and then said I dodged a bullet.” He sat there and thought about it for a long while, “You think your dad fooled around with guys in Marines?” The thought of my dad at my age with guys...my cock began to get hard instantly. I leaned over, “Dude if I am going to make it through practice I need to cum now.” He looked over at me with a wide smile, “I didn't hear the magic word.” I leaned close and whispered, “Please sir, please fuck my jock cunt.” He got up and grabbed me by my jacket, “Let's go.” He led me to the locker room and kicked on the coach's door. Billy opened it, wondering who was making all the noise, “Jack?” “He's got an itch that needs scratching, like now.” I looked at Jack shocked, what the hell was he saying? Billy looked to me and then back to him, “Really?” Jack looked at me, “What do you need?” I was too shocked to answer. Jack slapped my face, “I said answer bitch.” “I need to get fucked,” I answered automatically, before I could even think about it. Billy looked around to make sure no one else was in the locker room, “Bring him in here.” Jack pushed me into the office and I heard the coach lock it behind us. “Strip,” Jack ordered as he pulled his own shirt over his head. I kicked my shoes off as I saw Jack and the coach begin to undress. I licked my lips as I saw Billy's dick through his boxer briefs. As he slid them down I saw he was uncut and felt my mouth water. Jack nudged him, “Hey look coach, someone looks hungry.” Coach peeled back his foreskin, showing the angry red head of his cock, “You hungry Ev? You want a snack?” All I did was moan as I hit my knees and took the hard cock into my hand. The extra skin made jerking him off super easy, I was fascinated by it. I licked the tip tentatively, it had a muskier taste than the other cocks I'd sucked, I twirled my tongue around it, trying to catch every particle of flavor I could. “God damn,” Billy said, his hands pushing me down on his cock, “When did he become so well trained?” “Been training him,” Jack said from behind me, “Show the good man how well trained you are, spread your fucking legs.” Like the good cunt I was I spread my legs as I kept choking on coach's thick cock. I felt some lotion go up my hole accompanied by two if Jack's fingers. Another moan escaped my throat as I felt Jack begin to tickle the inside of my guts, my head start to fuzz as my sex drive kicked in. “Fuck Jack, you know how long I've wanted a piece of this stud.” Jack kept jabbing his fingers into me, “I know, you told me the first time I fucked you.” Jack fucked the coach? Holy shit. “Yeah but I didn't think you could pull it off.” I heard Jack chuckle. “Are you kidding, he's the best dog you could want. Watch.” Jack came around and stood in front of me, pulling Coach's cock out of my mouth. “Sit up.” I got on my knees and held my hands in front of me, looking at the two hard cocks teasing me. “Beg.” “Please fuck me, please Jack...please your boy needs to be fucked so bad...” I whined. “Roll over.” I laid back and spread my long legs out, showing both men my hungry pussy. “Holy fuck,” the coach said, marveling at the site of his top jock begging to be fucked. “Get in there man,” Jack said nudging the older man forward, “Fuck him.” The coach needed no further coaxing, he knelt down and I felt the thick head of his cock push into my hole, “Coach!” I cried out as the man's dick smashed into my gaping hole. He didn't take it slow at all, he shoved his entire length in at once, I cried out as I felt the walls of my ass scream in protest from the abuse while my cock wept precum all the same. “Oh fuck yeah,” he said bearing down on me “You know how long I've wanted this fucking hole Palmer?” His cock was hurting me in the most fucking awesome way, I was clenching my teeth trying not to scream as he pulled his entire length out and slammed it into me again. “Fucking with that body, those abs...fucking walking around in your fucking jockstrap...” He was seriously fucking me now, my head thrashed back and forth as I felt the pain start to morph into carnal lust. “And this cock...” he said taking my monster in his hand “Who the fuck gave you this cock?” he said as he started to stroke me. “My daddy!” I cried out, feeling the coach bottom out into me, his pubes slapping against my ass, “I have my daddy's cock!” “Jesus...” he panted, fucking me harder and harder, my legs over his shoulders now. “Fuck me coach, faster...please...” I begged, feeling my entire self start to sink into the depths of my fucking sex. I stopped caring if someone could hear us, if someone would walk in...I just wanted...I needed to be fucked...hard...I needed to be used... He let go of my cock and really started to shove it into me. He spread my legs like the fucking bitch I was, I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him unto me, forcing as much of that uncut cock into me as he could give. “Hold still,” Jack said behind him and the coach stopped fucking me for a moment. I whined in protest as I heard the coach gasp, “Jack...wait....” Jack slammed into the coach, causing the man to slam into me as he began to get fucked himself. The coach moaned as Jack began to ravage his ass as he pistoned in and out of my tight, jock cunt. Jack looked brutal as the coach winced with every push, “Fucking both my cunts, aren't I coach?” he asked, his mouth next to coach's ear, “Fucking both my jock pussies.” “Fuck Jack...slow down... the man complained but his cock was still raging hard in me as Jack fucked both of us through sheer force of will. I saw the coach's head fly back as Jack bottomed out into him, Jack's mouth clamping to his neck, marking his bitch as he fucked him. “Jack no!” the coach cried out, “No marks...my girlfriend..” “Fuck your girlfriend,” Jack declared, pushing him down on top of me. I could hear him grunt every time Jack thrust into him, causing the coach;s cock to fuck me in rhythm. “You're my fucking bitch Randy, aren't you? Aren't you Randy?” The coach's head was laying on my chest as he got fucked but he nodded, “I'm your bitch Jack...” “Fuck yeah you are, both of my girls...getting pregnant at the same time.” I felt myself getting close from feeling coach's thick cock in me and Jacks smack talk. “I'm close Jack...” I said form the bottom of the pile. “You wanna come cunt?” he asked. “Please Jack, let your boy cum...please....” Jack looked down at me, his face fucking glowing from the sweet and the power he held over both of us, “Come for me bitch, come for your man.” I closed my eyes and felt my cock start to pulse. Coach;s cock hit deep in me three more ties and I felt myself start to cum. The coach moaned as my cunt tightened around his cock as I unloaded, what felt like gallons of cum over both of our chest and abs. “Jack...fuck Jack...” the coach cried out before he started cumming in me. His cock enlarged as he shot his babies in my cunt, I groaned in delight as I felt myself get filled with his spunk. Jack pulled out of the coach and ordered us both to look at him. We both got to our knees and faced his cock as he stroked himself off and shot load after load over our faces. Our mouths open trying to catch any drop of his cum we could. “Fucking eat my load you fucking pussies...” he cried as he sprayed us with hot, thick cum. Once he was done I sat there, panting from the sex, feeling as debased and fulfilled as I did every other time Jack used me like this. Jack knelt down and ruffled the coach's hair, “You be a good girl, and someone day I might let him fuck you.” The coach's eyes got wide as he looked down at my softening cock, still bigger than his hard cock. I saw him lick his lips and knew, everything my dad had said about our cocks were true, they were dangerous.

Anyone else get turned on by the idea of porn stars from yesteryear making comebacks as used-up cum dumps. Maybe a little (or a lot) worse for wear. If there was a series for famous "stars" who are now fucked up, depraved cum buckets with wrecked gaping holes, which performers would you choose? My picks would be: Jeff Palmer Alan Gregory Carlos Morales Joshua Scott (aka Josh Perez) Gianfranco Kevin Williams And in ten years time: Armond Rizzo Adam Killian Rikk York Hugh Hunter Christian Herzog Jesse Balboa Jack Harrer Antonio Miracle

So this story happened to me a couple of years ago and really helped solidify my love of getting bred and getting gangbanged. It all started when i was visiting New York city for the first time by myself. I had some family drama where I had finally come out and they basically disowned me, so instead of going home for the holidays I ended up going to NYC. While there I decided to visit the local gay bars/clubs to get a feel for everything. At the time I was pretty innocent, i had barely had sex and was still just coming to terms with being gay. Most of the bars I went too were pretty normal nothing crazy, maybe some with pictures of naked men on the walls but still nothing too insane. Then I met him, a tall muscular, blond guy must have been in his 30's (I was about 21-22 at the time). I noticed him and he noticed me and came over. Being super shy, I didn't really know how to talk to him and was stumbling all over myself. Suprisingly he found it very cute (which I believe is because he knew he was going to corrupt me). This handsome, musclar man was talking to me and I was putty in his hands. Eventually after a couple more drinks he asked me if I wasnted to hit up another bar with him, thinking nothing of it he took me into his arms and lead me to another bar. Walking in the first thing I found interesting was that they searched me and had a sign saying they were not liable for anything being stolen. The front of the bar was normal, but he had no intention of showing me the front. Unknown to me, the back was a dark room where men fucked to their hearts content and this man took me back there. At first I had no idea what was going on, i was in his arms being led into this pitch black back area. He whispered into my ear its ok. Then i heard it, the unmistakable sounds of sex and moaning. My eyes slowly got adjusted and I saw men just clustered around sucking and fucking. My heart rate increased and at first I tried to turn around to head back. But the guy had a firm grip on me and pushed me back. I felt my legs hit what must have been a table and my ass was leaning on it. The guy walked up grabbed me and turned me around, pushing me down onto the table. I tried to resist at first until I felt his weight on top of me. Whispering into my ear he told me that he knew i wanted this, that i was going to be his. To my suprise, I found deep down I was agreeing with him. Yes i was scared but more than that I was excited. I felt his hands start rubbing my crotch and I inadvertaly moaned. He pulled my pants down while I was still pushed on the table and I felt it. His hard cock pressed on my cheeks. He pushed on my back and began bent down and started to rim me. I started moaning more which drew the attention of other guys. As I was moaning a dick was shoved into my face, not really in the mood to suck I at first ignored it. My captor though had other plans. He got up and pulled my hair back, pain flared on my head. Open your mouth bitch, he said to me, to that cock. Now I was scared and didnt know what to do. He shoved my head into the other guys crotch and told me to suck again. This time i took his cock in my mouth and listened to him. Good boy he said as we rubbed his dick on my hole. I was about to complain when he grabbed my arms and shoved in. Pain shot through me, my ass felt like it was going to rip open. Im not sure how big he was but It felt like it was huge and i started to whimper. Please take it out, please it hurts. I asked and my captor just pushed in more. No lube just the little spit from his tongue he was fucking my innocent hole. He held me down so I couldnt resist and pounded away. This hole is mine now bitch, take that dick, im going to breed your hole. And thats when it really hit me that this guy was not only forcing his dick in me, he didnt have a condom. I tried to reisit more and get up but he just held me down fucking away. Suddenly I felt him push really deep and started grunting real loud, fuck yeah take that load take it bitch. I felt my insides getting warm and his dick twitching in me. A part of me was hurting and scared but a fire had been burning, my desire had started to form. Thinking this was over as he pulled out I thought ok now I can get up and get away. However my captor had other plans, he walked around the table still holding me down and offered my ass to the others in the room. Holding me down he said that my hole was open to be used. I was going to complain and so no, but something stopped me. I just couldnt say no, a part of me wanted more. Not long after another dick was shoved into my hole. This time it wasnt as bad, my captors lube helped out, and this time i actually was enjoying it. The second guy who i had no idea looked like was just fucking away grunting and moaning. Running his hands all over me as I was still being held down. My captor egging him on, telling him to breed me. He started to grunt and shot his load in me as well. Soon a line had formed, i felt one dick after another fuck me. For a good two hours my hole took a dick and I lost count of how many guys fucked me. By the end of it I was begging for more, asking for more loads. My captor no longer held me down, I willingly was offering my ass to people. At the end of the night the guy whispered into my ear I knew you were a little pig, I saw it when i first laid eyes on you, you will always want bare dick from now on. And he was not wrong.

I was in Houston Texas for work in 2009 for several weeks throughout the year. I used to frequent the adult theaters being a good little cock whore allowing anyone to breed me. The filthier the place the better. The filthier the men the better. Then came the day. I was staying in center city at a nice hotel and went running after work one night in my skimpy running shorts. I was to meet a friend in memorial park but to get there I had to run along an old water runoff canal. It was very overgrown and crossed under several highways over passes. I was running along and came to the highway over pass and there were tons of beer bottles, drug stuff and several old mattresses laying in the dirt. I stopped for a bit surveying the area and then ran on through to meet my friend. We ran a few miles at the park and then ended up talking on a park bench until dusk. Crap I said that I had to get back before it got dark. He offered to drive but I told him I’d be ok. I began to run back on the path and when I came to the area I could hear men talking. It was a homeless guy hangout for the night to stay out of the rain and weather. I walked up slowly and they all froze thinking I was a cop of something. They were smoking weed, doing drugs and drinking and I just turned my head and walked through. A few of them whistled at me and called me hot. I got past them, started to run and when I turned the corner back onto the trail I ran smack dab into a large black man taking a piss in the bushes. He turned around holding his massive cock in his hand. I didn’t say a word but looked down and stared. He laughed and said if I stared to long I might as well suck it. I got flustered and ran off back to my hotel. In the shower, all I could think about was his cock and struggled with the thoughts about going back. The fear of it all. I climbed into bed and started to jerk off but could not get it off my mind. I had enough so I got up and put my running cloths back on. Grabbed a small flashlight at the drug store and headed back in to the trail. As I approached the area I saw them all sitting around. I was timidly walked out in front of them and just stood there paralyzed with fear. Finally, they noticed me and the black guy came over and said “look what we have here, you shouldn’t have come back boy”. With that 6 other guys surrounded me and ripped my clothes off, bent me over and before I could say no, I had a cock shoved down my throat and one up my ass. I tried to get away but the big black guy grabbed my hair and dragged me to the mattress. He shoved a whisky bottle in my mouth and told me to swallow several gulps…my stomach was now on fire. He began to shove his cock down my throat balls deep until I was gasping for breath. Then he pulled out and shoved the whiskey bottle in my mouth again. The whole place began to spin. I could barely stand and when I tried to run away I just stumbled and fell. They dragged me back to the dirt and several stood around me. I thought they wanted me to suck them but then I guy went balls deep down my throat and began to piss. It was injected down my throat and I could do nothing but swallow it. All of it. Then he threw me back to the ground and two guys began to piss all over me as they laughed. I got really sick and stumbled away to puke my guts up in the bushes. When I was finally dry heaving they grabbed my legs and dragged me back to the mattress, held my legs open and raped me over and over. Violently and I was too weak to resist. Then one guy pulled me on top of him and had his cock inside me. I felt another man come up behind me. OMG he was going to fuck my ass as well. His cock slid in alongside the other guys and I thought my ass was going to tear. I cried out in pain but soon my piss soaked under wear were shoved in my mouth. I could feel every thrust as they bred me over and over. All of them. I began to black out after 6 or 7 guys. I came in and out of consciousness. I woke up the next morning to guy’s pissing on me to wake me. I shot up from the burning in my eyes and tried to stand but something really hurt inside me. Holy fuck there was something inside me. Something very large. They all laughed and just said “this buds for you”. I waddled off and tried to force it out. It hurt like hell. I stuck my finger in and felt the bottom of a beer bottle. OMG they shoved an entire beer bottle up my ass until my ass collapsed around it. Finally, I just grinned and pushed it out. When it popped out and on the ground all sorts of bloody cum leaked out of my now destroyed gaping ass. I had no way of holding it back. I cleaned myself up as best I could and walked back to the hotel in piss soaked cloths all covered in dirt. Vowing to never do that again. The only problem is I went back the next trip, and the trip after that.

Friends of friends knew but I don't think I was ever that slut lol But certainly from age 9 on, one guy i'd hook up with would tell at least one of his friends, and that would get me another cock to suck. some of my dad's friends also knew, so they were eager to suck or get sucked guys with like minds usually find each other

I have been in relationships where my man breeds others and has others breed me. It’s not all about sex. I think at the end of the day if your man cums home to you it’s all that matters.

Part 13 Luke’s lower lip hung slacked after I face-fucked him, well he wasn’t sucking with much conviction, so I decided to feed him my cock… I was amazed on how much the presumably straight guy was so easily enrolled in gay acts by me! He must have been curious at least. Magoo had done the same with me, but at least I was gay. Unwilling and gay. For a cop representing authority in public, Luke was pretty submissive in bed. I didn’t cum yet. I was edging, slowing down when I felt too close to the point of no return. I had no reason to rush this. I had a neg guy for me to play with. My hard cock was pulsing against Luke’s tongue, and on each beat, precum leaked copiously toward his throat. He swallowed it all, and when he did his lips pursed at the tip of my cockhead, kissing it briefly before reopening his puffed lips for my cock to slide in back. I could have stay like this forever. I pulled back, straddling his crotch again. I caressed his pecs and abs, paying a lot of attention to his nipples. “Feel good?” I asked, knowing the answer already. I tighten my fingers around both tips, triggering a moan from the nice cop. “hmmm… it hurts” said Luke. Unconsciously, Luke complied to my ministration of his body. I caught them again, but pinched them harder. Luke arched is back, pushing out his pecs, offering them to my sexual/sadistic will. Under my warm ass, I was able to feel his cock getting alive again. So, I continued playing with his tits, gently loving them, dominantly torturing them. If I learned something from my first bathhouse visit is that time is meaningless. I don’t know how long we were at it, but it sure came to an unexpected surprise for both of us. “Fuck… urrgh… urrgh…” Only by the nipple-play session, he had reached an orgasm and spewed his hot load! Luke’s cock never when hard completely before his body started shaking from the impending orgasm. I felt his warm ejaculation under me, his cock snot landing right on my perineum. I shifted my body up, staging his face between my ass and balls. “Go on, lick me clean” I looked down and saw Luke shaking his head. “Come on, it’s your own cock juice. I ate your full load earlier.” I had finger-fed me all his sperm from my torso, delighted by the salty and creamy taste. “You are clean, aren’t you?” I asked. Still looking up at me, he nodded. “So, come on them, nothing to be ashamed of… all guys taste their load once in their life. There you go… see, you are just another cum-gobbler like the rest of us…” He really didn’t like me calling him a cum-gobbler. His eyes were daggers. In the end, I got him lick his own load, my balls and my ass until his face was covered by saliva and ass sweat! “It’s too bad, grandpa hasn’t returned yet” I said nonchalantly, now positioned over Luke’s thighs and lubing my cock generously. Slowly and almost mechanically, obviously down from his sexual height, Luke rose his head. “Why?” “He might have saved your ass from being fucked” My hand was at his ass before he realized what I had told him. A finger fully-deep in his straight ass, the gooey lube doing its magic. “Unngh! No…” he raised his head and let it drop back, “it’s only your finger… ah… for a second I thought you meant to fuck me… you know… with your cock.” “My finger is okay then? playing his hole. “I am good… strange feeling, but okay” he replied. “I am pushing my thumb now. How is it?” “Aah… bigger… slowly.” “Let’s try this now…” I said after few minutes of finger-stretching. We felt asleep after the fuck. It was in this cuddling position that Magoo found us, shaking my shoulder to slowly. “Hey Max, wake up…” he whispered. “Luke’s partner his looking for him. He needs to go back to his room and dressed. They are leaving.” I stretched my arm around Luke’s chest and started caressing him, “hey sexy… how are you doing… it’s time to go with your partner…” I stood up. A small puddle of cum had leaked on the mattress sheet. “Is that cum?” Magoo asked pointing at the wet spot. “Huh huh…” I replied still waking up. “You fucked him?” a mid-astonished, mid-horrified Magoo asked. “Ungh…? Yeah. We didn’t find the dominoes.” “He’s a straight cop!” “I know.” “You will have to tell me the full story later” Luke was feeling his hole. I thanked him for keeping me company. His mind was preoccupied, with reasons. Magoo and I were alone again. But the mood wasn’t there anymore. “How’s Bob?” I asked lying down on the bed again. “Fucked. Someone brought him back home. It doesn’t look good”. For a moment I saw in the old man a caring person for his friend. I felt sad. But the moment was gone! The “old” Magoo was back! “Hmmm… where were we before this brief and unfortunate interruption?” he asked, a hand sliding between my cheeks, “Oh… I see that you kept yourself lubricated… Luke’s cum?” He was pushing two fingers in my wet hole. “I’m kind of tired right now… can we…” “Nope. No more delays. No more Bob. No more “I don’t want” from you. It’s time.” He had put the poppers to my nose. I wasn’t really into it, so I fake sniffing it. “It’s time for me to collect all my efforts with you. So, turn around and suck me good because it’s the only lube your cummy ass will get. Your neg ass has defied me too many times.” It took a long time to satisfy the old man and get him hard. Although, when I felt it, it thrilled me. I buried my face in his crotch, licking the root of his cock down to his balls, smelling the manly sweat. Magoo pointed his cock at me and with one slow, tight, all-length jerk, the cock produced a drop of precum at his piss slit. “Listen carefully Max, from now on you will never waste any cum, precum and eventually piss from any men.” I lick the head clean. “It is your duty, Max.” I took over his cock and jerk it few times to get all the precum he had to offer. “Their status is not your concern anymore. Only cocks and what they gave you. Now get on the bed.” Unlike the lamb brought for the sacrifice, I knowingly and willingly laid on the bed to accept my first poz cock, and ultimately receiving a toxic load. Is my mind really made the decision? What a timid 19-year-old guy, year long sex-deprived, overwatching web porn with a bad-case of hand jerking habit can do when he found himself with 108 other naked men, all animated by a carnal desire to suck and fuck? The answer is simple: he succumbs to lust. I was fucked again like a whore in my favorite position. Déjà vu? Yes! This time it was Mr. Magoo. With his 9 ½ inches cock (how many times I told you he had an amazing cock?!), he was relentlessly pounding my hole like an Olympic marathonian. His cock was long, definitely disproportionate on a 5’ tall man. The pleasure was doubled by the average girth of his cock which allowed me to take him without much pain. “You see, and you thought you couldn’t take a poz cock up your tiny ass!” He was leaning over me, with his hand moving from my smooth chest down to my tight stomach, playing with my tiny trail of dark-blond hair which was running from my belly button to disappear in my trimmed bush. Magoo was now cock-stabbing me. I had to lift my nuts to prevent them being crushed with each short thrust. With a kind of glint in the eye (which told me that wicked Magoo was about to reoffend), he leaned further on me, putting the fuck to a halt, and kiss my lips. “Now that I got your undivided attention, I have something to confess…”

Ass to mouth is hot. Pretty much all the tops I meet expect it now. They go back and forth between my holes all the time, It’s funny how porn’s made so many more degrading sex acts so more normal.

Part 11 Jesus was fucking a dude. That was the scene we walked on arriving at Magoo’s room. The door was wide-open. The two biker-like guys that I saw earlier at the sling were watching, jerking in a voyeuristic fashion, I mean jerking openly for all to see. Magoo looked disconcerted but only for few seconds. “This is what you get when you are too nice with people…” gloomed a displeased Magoo. He got in the room and I thought he would kick Jesus and his trick out. The dude was on his back, legs raised over Jesus’ shoulders at the head of the bed. The old man unceremoniously shove his dick in the bottom’s mouth causing the poor man to choke. I moved closer not wanting to stay in the corridor. And to better watch… A grinning Magoo’s face greeted me. Magoo pulled out and pushed his balls over the bottom’s chin. Because of Magoo’s short height, the dude’s head was trapped between his legs, bent against the bed side, putting an uncomfortable pressure on Magoo’s nuts which were desperately looking for more space. On the other hand, all the dude could see and smell was Magoo’s cum wet hole. Magoo started stroking to hardness his cock, causing the nuts to roll in their sack over the dude’s chin. I reached down and pry the dude’s mouth open with my fingers. Without wasting time, Magoo shifted his body and the nut sack got swallowed by the welcoming warm mouth. Magoo grab my hair in a fist and pulled me closed, like for a kiss. Instead, he spitted on my face. “Fucking hot!” one the “bikers” said. “When I am ready to fuck, you will lie down here, and I will fuck my poz babies in you. And you will thank me. Thank me for your first official poz load, thank me for sharing this special gift with you and thank me for give you a freedom you would never be man enough to ask for”, he then spitted at me two or three more times. With his other hand, he fed me the gooey spit, even spitting directly at my mouth, spreading it on my tongue. The taste had a bitter aftertaste. Then he kissed me, sliding his tongue over my teeth and gums. He stopped briefly, then sealing his lips back to mine, his tongue started foraging my mouth. “Now kiss me back and make use of that tongue! We are going to swap a lot of spit too!” said a jovial Magoo. “Open up”. His tongue went right in my mouth. His tongue was pushing a lot of saliva while his hands were pulling me into him, spreading my butt cheeks at the same time. Two bony hands from behind me started pinching and stretching my nipples roughly. I didn't know who it was, but I didn't want him to stop. I could feel his semi hard dick grinding my ass. “Yeah, get him all hot and horny”, Jesus exclaimed, now long-dicking the dude. Magoo had still his nuts worshipped and was not fully hard yet. The guy behind me was caressing my stomach for a moment, then got back on my nipples. This is not like porn, I thought. This is real and Magoo is leading the way for me to be the star of his perversion. After about ten minutes of kissing me, he broke it off. “Max, this is Bob, a good friend of mine” pointing the guy behind me. I turn around to find that Bob was the highly-toxic-skeleton-man! I was startled and would have stepped back, but there was no place to do so in the room. Bob was smiling at me. “Bend down, I need to taste that ass before it gets all wasted” pushing my head against the dude chest. With one hand, the dude on the mattress moved my head, positioning my mouth over his left nipple. As my tongue flicked over the tip, a hot tongue was knocking at my hole. Magoo kept stroking his dick and was hitting my temple, leaving slimy trails of precum and spit. Jesus sped up his fuck rhythm. Sexy Eddy was very good at rimming me, but Bob! Oh god was he amazing! The soon-to-be-dead Bob was bringing me to a new level of sensations. His tongue reached so far that at one point I had to checked. I suspected it was a finger or a small dildo. Nope! He was only using his tongue, and tongue only. “You feel it? Magoo asked. “Does is really matter if the guy is poz? Quite in Bob’s case, I am not sure “poz” is the right term to qualify his status anymore. But for having been at your place before, I bet you like it very much” Magoo said to me, then speaking to Bob, “wet that hole, make him crave for something more, for cock, for MY cock…!” It was soon over. Bob let go my ass and stood up. I did the same. Bob spun me around and look at me. He dropped the towel revealing a fairly average cock while pushing down on my knees. Bob was sick, and his cock showed it too. “Now, Max”, said Magoo, “suck my friend good” “Before”, added Bob, “lick my cock and balls all over.” I raised my head to Magoo: “Don’t make me do him. I just can’t do it.” “I’m not making you do anything, Max. You will open your mouth, willingly, and your going to take his cock in your mouth giving him a nice tongue bath, lavishing his hard bone, licking the stalk under his foreskin, licking every veins, every sores of his cock, making him feel appreciated. What’s the big fuss? You’ve already had my cock in your mouth for almost half an hour. You’ve tasted my precum and gobbled it like a hungry whore. Was it that bad that you don’t want to do it again?” I knew what to do. I started with his nuts. A big cheer came from everyone, including the dude guy who returned at Magoo’s cock, this time sucking him. I sucked on the nuts, popping them in my mouth, savouring them in a swirled-motion with my tongue, and then popped them out of my mouth. I was on my knees for quite some time. Bob took the cockhead and smeared it over my inflamed lips. I opened my mouth so willingly that even Magoo wasn’t able to retain a laugh. Bob slapped my nose with his hardon. He pushed his head into my mouth and my lips closed around it. I used to be a prude cocksucker, snubbing guys because they were poz. Now I was a full cocksucker and would accept any cock. If Magoo had a checklist on my puritan barriers that would be tear down, he could surely check this one off as well. I ran my tongue over the piss slit, there was no precum, but the cock had a strong taste – another ass probably. The cock was at my throat, it wasn’t long and big enough to make me gag, so Bob humped me again. I had all his cock in my mouth, no feat here, but for me, like any other guys I presumed with average and smaller dicks, I appreciated to be sucked regardless of my size. Bob never asked or forced me to make him cum. “I don’t want to cum now”, he told me wrapping his towel back over his hardon. “The night is still young and there is a nice ass I want to tap later” The two “bikers” left. Hugo popped his head and stood there smiling. My attention was drawn by the dude who started to repeat “oh fuck, fuck” on every second thrust in his tender tight ass. Jesus was growling a litany of obscene words. He was about to shoot his load. He suddenly raised his voice. “Here it comes bitch… Take that load, you fucking slut… Aaarrgg… take my toxic load… I’m cumming…” Jesus continued his thrusting in shallow strokes before collapsing on the dude. Both were breathing hard. The dude wrapped his legs around Jesus’ body and pulled him in, keeping him inside his cum-soaked ass. As if on cue, sexy Eddy showed up a moment later and dragged an exhausted Jesus out of the room. “Lets go fucker, you can rest while I work your ass over!” as Eddy left, turned over looking at me, “we still have few things unsettled, you and me, I hope to see you soon.” Magoo cleared his throat. The dude look at us, realizing where he was. He was a good-looking man, mid-fifty, probably divorced, a dad for sure and not totally out of shape. I enjoyed [banned word] on his body and Magoo laughed at me. “You owe to find yourself a good daddy for you to care” he said amused by my [banned word]. “I wouldn’t mind being his “brother” and you my grandpa”, Hugo mocked. “Get lost” Magoo responded playfully. “It’s almost midnight. I’ll do my round to make sure all his fine. See you later” Now alone, Magoo shut the door closed and checked the lock. He raised himself on the tip of his toes and kissed me affectionately on my lips at first which turned into a full-loving French-kissed. Nothing like the sloppy spit-sharing kiss from earlier. “I know you are afraid, but trust me, you need to do this now or you will have regrets for the rest of your life. If you don’t, I will regret it. I will always remind this night where I failed to be a trusted guide for a young man in needs. I will take my time with you and you will do the same. Sense it all like it would never happen again. Feel, smell, look, taste and touch altogether your new freedom.” We shared the small bed, discovering our bodies like it was the first time. Initiating a sexual desire for each other. Magoo was licking my armpit. I was reveling on the strange sensation while one of his hand was massaging my hole. Long gone was the moment when I accepted Magoo’s request to come to the bathhouse with him (it was earlier the same morning day…), gone was the moment when Magoo offered me his cock to suck, gone was the moment when Magoo had briefly slipped his poz cock in me. All gone, were the fears and the doubts. Magoo had now lower his head to my chest, kissing and licking every inch of it, spending a lot of time on my erected nipples. His fingers were probing my hole more aggressively, inserting a first knuckle, flexing my asslips. He had used his sticky lube again, making my ass hungry. He was preparing me for the first real fuck of my free life, he told me earlier. He handed me the poppers, not decided to use them or not. Magoo was ready to fuck me with his poz cock and I ran out of objections. Nothing would deter Magoo from his goal now except a firm knocked on the door. “Grandpa! Come. It’s your friend Bob! He fainted while he was at the sauna. I think it's serious!”

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

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

Almost three hours later it was late into the afternoon and I lay on the living room floor with cum drying on my chest. Four more Craigslist guys had come over and fucked me making my count 17 and the last one had shot a second load over my body while he made me eat his hole. In all honesty they had started to blend together in the best way. Apart from Tom and Robert, Matt, and a little bit Jeff I had no interest in who these men were. They had become as much a means to an end for me as I was to them. I was just a hole and they were just a way to get more cum inside me. I lay on the floor for a long time. I was exhausted, still horny as hell, but my hole was sore and my body felt spent. Eventually I moved to the bed and snoozed for a little bit, my phone next to me incase another guy messaged me. About a half hour later I got a text from Matt at last, “Hey pig, be there soon!” My cock strained in the cage thinking about taking another load from Matt’s cock, and I was suddenly wide awake. Not five minutes passed before Matt knocked at my door. I rushed to open it without putting anything on. He grinned at my nakedness and walked in. As soon as the door closed he kissed me, his mouth open and inviting. He held the back of my head, pulling me to him and I felt myself melting. I ran my hands down his chest, then held his waist for a minute before slipping down the waistband of his pants. This time thought I didn’t find his hard cock waiting for me, I felt hard plastic. I broke the kiss and looked at Matt questioningly. He grinned, his smile boyish and lopsided, “Sir decided after I told him my friend had just become a caged cumslut, and he decided we should go through that journey together. You’re not upset right?” “Fuck no! It’s so hot that you’re owned, I wanna see you in this cage!” Matt’s body was incongruous with the cage, and that somehow made it even more hot. His well-built body, hairy chest, and half sleeve of tattoos just didn’t seem to fit with the black plastic cage that now surrounded his fat uncut cock. His balls looked even fatter now with the cage ring pushing them forward, and he was already leaking pre-cum. “God, you look fucking hot,” I said, kissing Matt again. “So, do you. I wish I’d have known you were a fucking pig a long time ago, we could have been having so much fun. How many more loads before your goal?” I had told him about Tom and Robert’s goal for me. “Three.” “That’s perfect. I’ve got two guys on their way here now, they’re going to fuck us both but I told them you get all the cum, and then…” he paused and grinned again, “Sir would like to breed your wet cunt as well.” “Seriously?” “Yeah, he loves college boy pussy, especially when its full of cum.” “He knows that I have a pair of Sir’s right?” “Yeah, actually about that, he knows Tom and Robert apparently.” “What?!” “When I told him I had found out my friend was a pig and he was newly caged, he said that his friend Robert had just said they had started training a new pig. That pig, turns out, is you.” I closed the space between us and kissed him hard, our cages pressed together. “What was that for,” he said with another small smile. “I don’t know, I’m just glad that you’re here to go on this journey with me. And…” I paused, “You’re really cute, and nice, and I just wanted to kiss you.” Matt laughed lightly, “I’ve always thought you were cute, but didn’t think that things would go well between us… what with me being suck a slut. Now though…” he trailed off too and kissed me again. We tumbled around until we were on the bed, grinding against each other and smearing precum from our caged. I really liked kissing Matt. I liked feeling his weight against me. I felt the same peace that I felt discovering how much I liked being a sub for Tom and Robert. Matt was feeding some other part of my soul. We rolled around like that for a while before there was a knock on the door and Matt broke our kiss. His face had changed, a wicked light shone in his eyes and he looked hungry. “Our tops are here.” He ran to the door, leaving me naked on my back laying in bed. He opened the door still naked, and let in two men in their mid-thirties walked in the apartment. They each kissed Matt and then looked at me. “This your new friend Mattie?” “Yep, it’s his first day as a cumdump, first day in the cage, first day with a Master.” “You Master take him on too?” “No, Tom and Robert, if you know them.” They both laughed, “Yeah we know Tom and Robert.” “If they’ve claimed you you’ve got to have a good cunt boy.” This was the first time they had addressed me directly and I felt myself blush. Neither one of the men was exceedingly attractive but they were both fit, slightly hairy and I was certain had big fat cocks. As Matt led them into the bathroom they pulled off their clothes and finally, dropping their underwear proved me right. They both were half hard but clearly had thick meaty cocks. My mouth watered. “So here’s the deal,” Matt said, “Get on all fours with your ass next to the end of the bed.” I did as instructed. “Good,” he patted my ass, “Now both of these guys are going to breed each of us. You don’t need to know their names, you are just a cumdump for them. Got it?” I nodded. “Perfect, and after they’re done we’re going to see Sir.” The wicked grin was back across his face as he got onto the bed facing me. We were both mounded on the bed with our asses in the air and our faces inches from each other. The guys got behind us and as Matt kissed me forced their cocks inside of our holes. Matt groaned into my mouth, but didn’t seem to be struggling. I was so full of cum that my top just slid right in. “How many loads you got in your cunt Matty?” “Just two today, but my friend here has seventeen though. His Masters told him he has to take 20 by the end of the day.” “Fucking hot. We’ll get you to 19 don’t worry boy.” With that they started to pound us. Matt would kiss me occasionally or we’d hold onto each other as we got slammed over and over. He was moaning loudly, it was so hot to see him turned into a sub like me. Bucking back on his top Matt was milking that dick for all its worth. I was grinding and tightening up my blown-out hole as much as I could. My top seemed to be enjoying it. He grunted and held on to my hips to fuck me harder and deeper. “God this cunt is fucking wet,” my top grunted, as he leaned forward over my back. I flexed my hole around his shaft and he groaned. “I’m getting close are you?” “Fuck yes, lets breed these cunts.” The both picked up their pace and started breathing heavy, I could feel the guys cock pulsing slightly inside me and then he put his hand on my neck, pushed me forward and shouted. A few seconds later the guy inside of Matt reared back and growled and he bottomed out inside of my friend. As soon as Matt’s top pulled out of him he spun around and started to suck on his cock. I did the same. I tasted all of the loads from my hole on this man’s cock and I licked at it hungrily. His cock softened a little but then as I sucked quickly grew back to its full size. He held my head in place and fucked me a little before saying, “Ok on your backs fags, both this side of the bed.” Matt and I lay down next to each other, he grabbed my hand and held it with our fingers laced, as the tops switched and each lifted our legs onto their shoulders. These men were machines. They were already hard and ready to fuck again. The lined up their cock and sunk into us. My eyes rolled back and I was lost. I felt drops of sweat falling on me. From far away I heard the sounds of sex, and grunts of appreciations from the tops, but I wasn’t there. I had left my body and been lost in the fuck. Tom would later describe this a cum-drunk. I didn’t really return to the moment until I felt me top gab my shoulders and stuff his cock deep inside of me. I moaned, and he flooded me yet again. Load 19 was pumped deep in my cunt. Again we cleaned off their cocks, and then we were left there kneeling on the floor of my apartment, cum dripping from both our holes and smeared all over our faces. Matt kissed me.

Chapter Sixteen I woke up in the backseat of Jack's car in only my jockstrap. My head was throbbing and my mouth felt like it was filled with kitty litter. I moaned slightly and Jack said from the front seat, “There's water on the floorboard, drink a lot.” “Thanks,” I croaked as I fumbled around for a bottle. Finding one I twisted it open and downed it in one gulp. Tossing the empty I grabbed another and took another long swig. I laid back down on the seat, the feeling of the moving car was relaxing as all fuck. “Was my dad there?” I asked all of a sudden. “No, but we found a new kink for you.” I closed my eyes and groaned, “Fuck, what is wrong with me?” “What? Nothing is dude. Your dad is fucking hot, I'd want him to fuck me too.” “But he's my dad!” “And? Logan is my brother and I fuck him on the regular, what's the big deal?” “Um, we're related?” “And?” I had no answer to that. “Look man, you're going to have to come to realization that things are considered weird only because people think they're weird. Nothing in the world is automatically wrong or right, it's all about how you see things. If your dad wasn't your dad you'd be drooling over him, the only thing stopping you from acting on is it the fact the world says you shouldn't try to fuck your dad.” “That he'd try to kill me if I did.” “Not true, get anyone horny enough they'll fuck anything.” I sat up, “My dad is a thousand percent straight.” “So were you a week ago, and now look at you.” He had a point. “No, forget it. I am not going to get my dad to fuck me.” “Ok,” Jack said with a smile, “But that's your choice, not mine.” I dropped the subject, but the image of it would not leave my mind. We got back to Jack's house and I stumbled into the shower and rinsed off since I had dried cum all over me. As I washed myself off I imagined my dad in front of me, water pooling off of him, his muscles glistening under the water... I shook my head and went back to washing...my dick did not drop the image as fast though as it started to harden. Shaking it off I finished up and walked out into Jack's room, drying off. Jack was sitting on the side of his bed, checking his phone. “Dude,” I said getting his attention. He looked up and I looked down at my half hard cock. “Seriously?” he said with a laugh, “You just got trained by like four guys.” I felt myself blush but he shook his head, “You want more?” he asked. I nodded. “Blackthorn was just asking me when we were coming back by,” he said holding his phone up. My cock twitched. “Ok, I'll tell him we're coming over. But you know he likes you stoned out of your mind, you ready for another hit of X?” I nodded, “And poppers?” He raised his eyebrows, “It's like I created a monster.” I hurried and dried off so I could throw some clothes on. We got to his house and my whole body was vibrating like I was about to go to Disneyland. Jack turned the car off and turned to me, “You see? I told you I knew what was best for you? What id getting fucked by four strangers get you? A desire for more. You trust me?” I nodded, “Completely.” “Ok come on, let's get you dosed so you can get fucked like the dog you are.” My cock twitched at being called a dog. The door opened as we walked up and Blackthorn filled the doorway, looking three kinds of pissed. “Young man what did I tell you about curfew?” he barked. I froze, realizing he was talking to me. “I'm sorry sir, it was my fault. We were...” Blackthorn didn't even glance at him, “Jack, this is between me and your brother, stay out of it. What do you have to say for yourself?” Oh god I was so turned on. “I-I'm sorry dad?” He grabbed my ear and pulled me in “Sorry isn't going to cut it!” I stumbled into the house and heard the door slam behind us. “I have told you if you're going to live in my house then it is my rules. You know the punishment for disobeying! STRIP!” Jack stood behind me with a slight smile on his face. “Dad!” I protested, “Jack is right there, can't we do this...” Blackthorn walked over and grabbed my shirt and practically tore it off of me, “I said fucking strip now!” I kicked my shoes off as I unbuttoned my jeans. Blackthorn looked over at Jack, “You too mister, strip.” Jack looked surprised by the started undressing too. I was naked, standing in his living room, as turned on as I ever had, “I'm done dad.” Blackthorn looked me up and down with a lustful eye, his eye pausing on my rock hard cock. He sat down in his chair and patted his lap, “Assume the position.” I moved towards him slowly, not sure what he meant and he grabbed my head and pulled me onto his lap, “When I tell you to do something, I expect it to be done!” He slapped my ass hard and I yelped in shock at the feeling of his hand across my cheek. He slapped me again and again and again, his stings piling up on top of each other, making me wince at first and then finally flinching. “I'm sorry!”I cried out as my ass began to burn. “Sorry isn't good enough!” he said continuing to wail on me. My has had to be glowing red bow and tears formed in my eyes as I squirmed under his blows. “Are. You. Going. To. Obey. Me?” he asked, a hard slap with each word. “Yes sir!” I cried out. “Who am I?” “I WILL DADDY! I PROMISE....I WILL!!” I was crying now, his hand was a blur on my tender butt. “You better!” he said, giving me two hard final slaps. I laid there, panting, my ass felt like it was literally on fire. “You, your turn.” he snapped at Jack. Jack, who was naked now, edged towards us and Blackthorn grabbed his wrist and brought him to his knees, “Make your brother feel better.” he said, shoving Jack's face at my ass. Slowly I felt Jack;s tongue trace over my tender skin, even hi licks stung but it also felt good., “All over, get all over.” He slathered all over my ass, his tongue licking every inch of my ass. It was so tender, so cold that I moaned in response. Blackthrorn grabbed my chin and made me look up at him, “I hate hurting you buddy, but you're a bad boy aren't you?” I nodded, “I'm sorry dad, I try...” Jack's tongue moved over a sensitive spot and I hissed...”Oh fuck...please dad no more...” “We aren't done bud, you know that,” he said slipping a finger into my mouth. I began to twirl my tongue around it, knowing that this is exactly what I wanted. “And you,” he said slapping the back of Jack's head, “Really get in there!” Jack's hands tenderly moved my cheeks apart and I felt him rooting around towards my hole, the tip of his tongue trailed around my hungry hole and I began to suck on Blackthron's finger all the more. “Eat your brother out, get him ready for the night,” he commanded Jack. Jack began to really dig into my hole, the pain from my spanking was fading as I felt his tongue touch my inner walls, making me want to get fucked so bad.... “Oh yeah Jack,” I called out, “Right there....that's it...” He responded by pushing even farther into me, making me squeal with joy. Jack's face was torn off my ass and I was dropped onto the ground, “Ok boys, you're both in big trouble.” Jack knelt next to me, our cocks both raging hard. “Who wants to go first?” I raised my hand, “I do daddy, please...please punish me first.” “Lay down on the ground, face first, hands behind your back.” I scrambled to assume the position, my hard cock pressed up against my abs and the floor. I heard him moving around and then he knelt down next to me, “Relax,” he said, placing something between my cheeks, a plastic tip nudging into my hole. I willed myself to just let it happen and he shoved it into me, and then a slow warmth filled my ass. I pushed back, feeling it burn through my guts. I groaned as the warmth engulfed me, my head just spinning in place. I kept pushing back, trying to shove the bottle further up my ass. I was completely fucked up. They were talking to each other but the words refused to focus, he took the bottle away and my ass felt cold. “Who's my good boy?” a voice asked, “Who is daddy's good boy?” “Daddy?” I asked, realizing it was my dad's voice. “Yeah bud, it's me. You my good boy?” “Oh daddy...my ass...it's so empty...” His hand moved over my abused cheeks, “I now sport, you want daddy to fill it?” I pushed my ass up, “Daddy...please....please...” God my head was fucking ringing. I felt my dad's face press between my cheeks, his stubble ticking the sides as his tongue forced it's way into me. “DAD!” I called out, feeling him enter me without hesitation. His tongue was so thick...so warm...I pushed back onto him, my head buried in the rug, my ass raised like the good cunt I was. “You like that bro?” Jack asked next to me, “You like our daddy eating you out?” Our? My head was so fogged...was Jack my brother? Did we have the same dad? The same dad with a thick tongue...so far into me... “Oh he's in me...” I panted, feeling him trash the walls of my ass again and again, “He's so far in me...” “Everett,” Jack said, making me look up. He was holding his hard cock in his hand, “Suck your brother's cock.” Jack was my brother? That was my brother's cock? My brother had such a fucking hot cock. I took the head into my mouth and moaned as I tasted his precum spread all over my tongue. I had never felt so fucking good before, my dad was eating my out while my brother started to pump his thick cock into me mouth, forcing me to suck him off. “Yeah, my big brother is little cum pig isn't he?” Jack said, running his fingers through my hair. I grunted around his dick as I felt dad shove my cheeks as far apart as they could, his tongue touching deep within me, making me want more. They both used me for a few minutes, driving me crazy with lust. Finally I came off my Jack's cock, “Daddy please fuck me!” My little brother grabbed my head and shoved it back down on his cock before I could beg some more. My dad's face came off of my ass and again, it was so cold and empty...I whined around the dick in my mouth. “My needy little boy wants daddy to fuck him?” I nodded around Jack's dick. “You gonna be my good boy from now on?” he said, his large, bulbous cockhead pressing up against my twitching, little jock hole. Oh god my dad was going to fuck me, I could feel the warmth of his massive dick just hovering by my ass, asking me for permission to enter. Without a second's hesitation I pushed back, feeling the cock that brought me into the world push into my abused hole, hearing my dad groan as he popped into me made a glob of cock snot escape my dick and gather around my abs. “Such a tight hole, my boy has such a tight little hole for daddy don't you?” I didn't stop, even though the walls of my ass were burning I wanted, no I needed my dad's cock in me as quickly as possible. “Oh yess...” he exclaimed as I buried myself on that dick, my hole literally spasming from forcing such a thick cock into me so quickly. “Dad....” I panted, Jack's dick escaping my mouth as I tried not to cry out in pain. My dad's big hands held my hips still as he felt my ass walls quiver around his meat, he was giving his pussy son time to adjust to his cock before he bred me like the cunt I was. “Yeah, he said running a hand down my muscular back, “Such a good boy...such a good, little faggot boy aren't you?” I nodded as I felt him slowly back out of my ass a quarter inch, taking my guts with him, I gasped and he pushed back into me, his dick smashing across my prostate like it was a traffic accident. The pain was forgotten as whatever the fuck I was stoned on combined with the pleasure of being fucked and I slammed my ass back as hard as I could, burying that cock deep within me. He chuckled as he pulled nearly all the way out of me and then pushed into me so hard I went down to my elbows. “Gonna fuck you like I fucked your momma,” he sneered as I whimpered from his assault. “You gonna be my cunt? You gonna be my live in cunt boy? He asked as he started to pile drive into me. “Yes daddy,” I exclaimed, “I'm your cunt...I'm your cunt boy....” “Daddy's little jock cunt...you be waiting at home for me? Waiting with that ass ready?” I nodded into the caret, “I will daddy, be naked, my cunt already wet for you to use...” “And your brother? You gonna let your little brother breed you?” “Jack too, anyone, I'll let anyone fuck me if you say so daddy....please...please...” I felt that cock slide out of me and I actually cried out and looked behind me in a panic. “Please daddy, please...I'll be a good boy, please fuck your boy....” He moved back up ti his chair and sat down, his cock towering upwards like a monument to everything that was sex, “Come show daddy how much you love him.” he said. I scrambled to my feet and climbed up over him, my aching hole sliding down over his dick, making me close my eyes and sigh in pure pleasure, “Daddy....” I moaned. “That's my big boy,” he said, holding my waist as I slid up and down on his cock, “Look at my big, jock pussy fucking himself.” “So good...dad you're so goood...” I babbled as that cock slid in and out of my guts with abandonment. “You love me boy?” he asked, licking the sweat off my neck as I kept fucking myself on him. “I love you daddy, I love you...” “You love your brother?” “I love Jack...I love you...I love...I love...” He stopped my bouncing and I felt Jack's cock press next to his and then forcec it's way into me. I let out a throaty moan as I felt my brother and my father's cock fight for room inside my tiny little jock pussy. The walls of my ass screamed as I felt both of them push into me, not caring if there was room or if I was ready. I held on to my dad's shoulders as they both started to fuck me raw, savagely just thrusting into me, both of those cocks adjusting my guts in ways I hadn't felt before. I held on for dear life as I felt them wreck my hole beyond belief. “You like this Ev?” Jack asked from behind me, “You want more?” “Fuck me, please...” I begged as I began to meet their thrusts. “You our cunt?” my dad asked, “You gonna be our new cunt?” “I'm your cunt, I'm your hole....” “Fuck I'm close...” Jack exclaimed. “Me too,” dad said, “His hole is fucking like a vice...” “You want some new brothers?” my dad asked me, “You want us to breed you with our seed?” The thought of my dad shooting in me, filling my cunt with his sperm.... “DADDY!” I cried out, just the thought of it pushing me to orgasm. “Gonna fucking make you pregnant, gonna shoot my babies in you...” “Breed me daddy, please....breed me...” “Fucking shooting....” Jack said as I felt his cock pulse in me, my dad's fat cock right behind me. My guts were filled with my brothers and sisters as I let my dad and brother use me as their cum dump. The thought that they had just used me as a willing cunt made my own cock throb and then begin to shoot load after load of cum between me and dad. I felt the warm splashes under my chin and on my chest, I saw globs hit dad's face and I licked each drop off like an obedient dog, trying to give his master as much pleasure as possible. My destroyed jock ass tried desperately to clench around the two cocks but it was wrecked, the wet, squelching sound as Jack pulled out of me evidence that I was going to be dripping cum for hours on end. I slid off my dad's lap and felt the warm trickle of my siblings down my leg as my ass spasmed, burping out cum bubbles one after another, as my cock fired dry blanks from my fucking. I laid there, as fucked as I ever had been, a content smile on my face as I heard my dad say, “That's my good slut.”

I'm fairly new to this but my sluttiest thing was hooking up with a dominant black man I met online. He met me at a trashy motel, wanted me dressed up like a slutty girl and wearing a chastity cage. We had agreed that I would suck and jerk him off. I wasn't an anal virgin but nothing prepared me for the size of his monster black cock. It was easily 12" long and thicker than my wrist. He wanted me to suck it but I could barley open my mouth enough to please him. He was super verbal and dominant and much strong that me. Told me if I couldn't get him off with my mouth, he was going to take my ass. He ate my smooth ass and and tried to stuff his black cock in me without lube but it wasn't happening. He couldn't even get the tip in. I was on my hands and knees on the bed, wearing a bra, thigh high stockings and pink chastity cage when he told me to close my eyes and stay put. He went outside and left the door wide open. This was one of those motel places where the doors open to a parking lot. We were on the first floor and people could have easily walked by and seen me. He came back with a bottle of lube and I whined that he left the door open. His response was to go over and open the curtains on all the windows and told me that white sluts shouldn't worry about modestly. If people saw and wanted to join, he'd let them. He lubed me up and basically forced his massive cock in my ass. It hurt a lot because he didn't go slow and it was bigger than anything I took before. He was so long, he taught me about getting my second hole fucked as well. He drilled my ass for an hour telling me it felt better than any pussy and that I was converted to only want huge black cock for life (which is mostly true). I came 2 times even though I was in a chastity cage as well. When he fucked me deep, it hurt and I tried to struggle to get away but he just held me down and made me take it. He was much bigger and stronger than me. He did finally cum in my ass (without a condom even though I asked him to). He also made me suck his cock clean afterwards. Both of those things I had never done before him. We hooked up several times after that as well but those are stories for another day.

Look, if you aren't into this story then just don't read it. There are plenty of other ones on the site. I have been asked by multiple people to continue the story so I will, but if it isn't your cup of tea, just ignore it. It's real simple. Chapter Six I stopped kissing Jack, I mean I stopped licking my protein out of his mouth and fell back onto the rug. My whole body was covered in sweat and I could feel Jack's cum drip out of my ass. For some reason I was still in overdrive, something I guess I should have explained earlier. See, people think it's cool and all having a big dick, but it has its downside too. When I got horny, I mean ready to just fuck, I got lightheaded and everything just got...blurry. It was a lot like being drunk except I kind went nuts to get myself off. I really wasn't aware until freshmen year, when Jack and me started to really jerk off heavily. We both didn't have girlfriends and until we got more known playing baseball, we kind of relied on ourselves to get off. We jerked off together, a lot. He loved seeing my dick erupt and I liked him watching me. But when I got into it, I mean really into it, I noticed that a lot of things came to my mind. Jack's dick looking nice, the way he leaked constantly and the curiosity of what he tasted like, a lot of gay shit. Up until now, it had just been thoughts and they passed as soon as I came. But here I was, covered in my own cum and still fucking blurry and wanting more. “How you feeling?” Mr. Blackthorn said, moving over me. I just looked up and grinned. “Here, drink this,” he said handing me a bottle of water, “That stuff can dry you out.” Didn't know or care what he was talking about, but I did down the fucking water in one go. “You still horny?” he asked as I tossed it aside. I gave him another grin and he opened my legs with his own. Again, part of my mind screamed for me to get up, to fucking get out of here as quickly as possible. But as he reached down and fingered my cummy hole, I told the voice to shut up and spread my legs even wider. “You want this?” I nodded, my dick already responding to the thought of his cock. He moved and his thick cock pushed into my hole, proving that he was indeed much bigger than Jack. Like with Jack though, the pain was pleasure into itself. The tingly feeling I was experiencing was all over my body but as his dick slid into my it was so much better than Jack's dick. It was thick, really thick, and the walls of my ass expanded to fit it, I gasped as the head popped into my super tight hole and began to push in. It was like I was outside my body, seeing my long, muscular legs being held apart by his arms, the way he grinned at me as I responded to every inch of him entering me. I relaxed myself again, realizing I was doing it automatically without a thought. “God you're tight,” he older man said as his dick went deeper and deeper. I whined as I felt him touch areas inside of me no one had before. As he slid past that spot in me I cried out, bucking my hips back onto him. “There...right there...” I gasped. He stopped, held my ankles tight and then pulled out slightly, his head moving over the spot again, making my dick burp up another glob of precum. “Is that your spot boy?” he asked stopping and pushing in again. A whimper escaped my lips as I felt my cock twitch again and my whole body want more. “Look at this cock,” he said, letting my legs rest on his shoulders and grabbing my dick with one hand, “Look at this magnificent cock...” His fingers gripped around it, not quite touching because of my girth. As he pushed into me he slowly stroked my member, making me cry out loud in fucking joy. “Sir...that's it sir....right there...” “You have to ask yourself Everett,” he said, still slowly pulling on my dick, “Why did god give you such a dick...” He let go and slammed his cock all the way into me, “When you have such a perfect pussy!” My eyes flew open and a squeak escaped my lips as I felt him bottom out in me, causing flashes of light to appear before me. “Such a fuckable little pussy...” he said pulling nearly all the way out and then slamming me again. There were no words, no fucking thought, all I knew was his cock was my world and I needed more of it, all of it. Everything. “Why boy, why do you need it?” If he was asking me I couldn't answer, I could barely catch my breath as each thrust stunned me into submission again, making me realize how badly I wanted more. “This pussy...” he said with a trust, “This perfect, tight...” thrust, “Wet little jock pussy. Right Everett, that's what you have?” My inside voice screamed no but my mouth just panted, “Yes sir, harder, harder...” “Harder what boy?” 'Fuck me sir, fuck me harder...” I honestly had no idea what I was saying any more, the words kept falling out of my drooling lips. “Fuck your what boy? Come on, what do you want me to fuck?” My pride held on as log as it could, resisting the last bit of my masculinity...and that huge cock hit me three more times and I cried out, “My pussy sir....fuck my pussy hard! Harder!!” An evil grin spread across the teacher's face as he folded me and half and just wet to down on my ass. Each push left me breathless, and another spurt of hot precum splatted on my face. Within a minute my whole face was covered in more cock snot hit my face, my tongue darting out trying to catch as much as I could. He stopped, and got off of me suddenly. My ass spasmed and I actually cried out at the feeling of emptiness. I was so close, so close to cumming again. I looked up at him with pleading eyes. “Please sir...my pussy...” I begged. He sat back and spread his legs. “Come over here and sit on my cock son.” I scrambled over and pushed myself onto his towering dick. He didn't make one move as I began to ride his cock as hard as I could. My dick spit precum over both of our abs and I looped my legs under his knees to get more traction. “What are you doing Everett?” Jack asked me, as if from far away, “Fucking myself...must fuck...” I muttered. “What are you fucking?” “My pussy...fuck my pussy...” “Look up Everett,” Jack ordered. I looked up and saw his phone pointing at me, “Smile and say it again. I gave the phone a fucking goofy ass grin, and said with a smile, “I'm fucking my pussy...fucking my tight jock pussy...” I had to stop to wipe the drool going down my chin. “Perfect.” Jack said, continuing filming. “You ready to get bred boy?” Mr. Blackthorn asked. “Fuck my pussy...” I kept muttering. “You gonna have my babies? You want my babies boy?” For some reason I just nodded and he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me down as he thrust up. Without thought I screamed, “Breed me! Fucking breed my pussy!” “You like that son? You like your daddy fucking you?” Another slight pause in my head but my mouth had no hesitation, “Fuck me daddy, fuck your boy. Make me cum...” “You like your daddy up in your jock pussy?” “Breed me dad, breed me harder...” I was slamming myself down as hard as I could, I couldn't tell it if it was sweat or precum flying between us. He kept slamming me down and with a growl he said, “Here it comes son, your daddy is going to cum in your pussy!” “Daddy! Daddy! Come in your boy...cum in your boy's pussy...” I felt his head pulse and my own cock exploded. Cum hit the bottom of my chin first and then exploded over both our faces, I could feel the warmth in me as he flooded my ass....my pussy with his cum. I clenched my ass, wanting to keep as much in my as possible. As I came I just kept repeating, “Daddy, daddy...fuck me daddy...” As the last spurt left my cock I felt my head go light and my eyes rolled back into my head. I don't know what happened after that.

I may not be able to fully relate since I have other uses for ketchup, and bananas upset my stomach, but it seems what you are describing may be a desire to be part of the fantasy. You see these guys as fakes, and they are in every sense bad actors as they present a parody of masculinity. Even though they are fake (or because you know they are fake) you want to play and be part of the show. And, if you participate, you become the center of the show. You become the object of their attention which gives you the opportunity to show off your experience. You may be looking at these guys, subconsciously thinking: "these guys are clueless amateurs. Let me show them how a professional really acts."

I think you're exactly right @BlackDude. I'm drawn to quietly confident and relaxed men, they are themselves and don't need to put up a front. Arrogant men are, by and large, performing because they don't feel secure and confident in themselves. I'll take the quiet, dark-horse Dom or Top that everyone underestimates but who always manages to slip his cock into my mind before he ever gets it inside my cunt. I think that men are often hot *because* they are cool, relaxed, and confident.

My tongue and dick NEED to feel absolutely everything down to the last nerve ending, so, no condoms and no cunthole hair are for me an essential winning combination.

Been thinking about this topic specifically and in general. First of all, i want you lol. i love men in general, but some have things about them that just make my legs spread (actually and figurativly) and present for them to penetrate me. i wonder, in general, if some married guys hook with other guys because of the lack of sex at home, or the lack of type of sex? Guys are different, not just physically. When was the last time any of us heard another guy say: "not tonight, i have a headache?" One of the things i was thinking about M/F marriage is how often there's this power exchange going on when it comes to sex. i know it's not universal, but it seems in so many marriages, sex is a negotiation and the woman often uses it as a reward or gift. my former wife used to believe she was doing me a solid by getting me a steak and presenting herself for my birthday. Hard to imagine the reverse scenario: "honey, i got you a box of chocolates and my cock for your birthday." lol. i know all women arent like this, but it seems a pretty common cultural attitude that men want sex more than their wives and that somehow their wives are doing them a favor to have sex. Men are different, Top or bottom, Dom or sub, or something in the vast middle, it's hard to find a man who doesn't want sex. Okay, they may think they're to hot for 'you' and can do better, but they still wanna fuck. For me, one of the things i love about sex with a Man is we both want it. It's not like either of us is doing the other a favor, we both have lust for each other. It can take on a myriad of forms, One guy needs to seed, the other may need to be bred. One Guy wants to piss on or in a guy, another can't wait to get it, but the lust is pretty mutual. i've never had a guy expect a piece of jewelry or a new couch because He fucked me. We both seem pretty grateful.

Okay let’s get off the conspiracy train here.... As for PrEP, Sorry but the science is in, it works, and the safety of the drugs used in Truvada has been established in 20 years of studies and usage.

Exactly! It sounds so weird and bizarre but there is definitely a change both physically and mentally. You either turn into the cum dump you were meant to be or becoming addicted to breeding as many holes as you can. I almost lost my job because I now am a slave to my cock and my need to knock up as many hot holes as I can!

I converted to POZ less than a month ago and one of the agreements I had with my Breeder was that I would fuck my newly charged nut into a neg boy of His choosing. I never topped in my life but by being made to breed that neg hole, something went off in my head, maybe it was the bug effecting my brain, that I have a duty to help other guys fulfill their gay destiny and become POZ. I even found a will barboy to swap fucks with and he's been taking my newly POZ seed for a couple weeks now and I've been taking his neg but converting loads. Another member on here helped me to realize how special and powerful my new loads are and it's my duty and obligation to gift my POZ seed to other guys to keep the bug brotherhood growing and to keep getting new strains fucked into my POZ hole to make my nut even stronger and more toxic. So yea, becoming POZ does make me more sex crazy to keep taking POZ loads and to spread mine. POZ seed really is a gift!