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Part 2 I froze. What did he say? His hands moved to my shoulders and he firmly turned me around, and immediately my mind snapped, “What the fuck are you doing?” But those words never came out of my mouth. The part of me that was naked in this small booth with a sexy stranger that wanted to touch me needed to do I. Instead I felt his warm body pressed up against my back, and I fell forward a little awkwardly, catching myself on the metal wall with a thud. “Not too loud,” he said. “Generally they leave us alone, but you never know who’s around.” He placed his hands on my shoulders and massaged them. “Damn you’re uptight.” He massaged a little deeper now. “Just relax. It’s all good.” His voice was strong, even though he was talking softly, and I felt oddly reassured. His body pressed closer, and I felt his cock against the small of my back. The tiny room started feeling stuffy, and my head was a little light. But I’d didn’t know what to do. I should leave. I should leave now. I started to push off the wall, but his warm body held me there. “Just relax. This is what you want..” He bent his knees and his cock became pushing across my ass. There was a thrill that went through me then — his hard cock felt so warm, the skin brushing against mine. His hands started doing something behind my back, and then he pressed something under my nose. It smelled awful, like cleaner. I looked down and saw the same yellow yellow that the guy out front sold me. “Relax, bud. Just take a hit. It’ll do you good.” My head felt a little swimmy inhaling the stuff, and I turned away. He lifted it to his own nose and inhaled, pinching off one nostril. He seemed to relish it. He pressed it under my nose. “Your turn. Just inhale for 3 seconds. That’s it. Hold it in. Three. Two. One. Now exhale.” What happened next was like fireworks inside my body. I felt a warmth flood from my head down to my toes, almost like a wave rolling. Down my naked body. The room seemed to get really dim, and I thought maybe I was falling over, but I wasn’t really. My body felt amazing, and I was suddenly so incredibly horny. He was starting to grind against my back and ass, and it felt amazing. I suddenly wanted more, and felt super sexy with this guy’s exposed body against mine. He pulled my hips back, then pressed a hand between my shoulder blades. My. Body automatically rolled his guidance, and I repositioned my feet for better balance, bracing my arms against the glass of one of the windows. The floor was cold and felt sticky on my feet, but I didn’t care. He was fingering my hole, and I let out a soft groan. His fingers felt slick as he probed me gently. “”That’s it, baby. Just enjoy it. This is what you came here for.” Was it? Is this what I came here for?? I was totally naked in a scuzzy booth, my nice sexy Friday-night-out clothes tossed to the floor, and I didn’t even see my flip flops. I was a smart student and decent athlete, and now I was hidden away in some dark corner of town no one wants to be seen in, with my ass displayed for some stranger. Was this what I wanted? Was this the way it was supposed to play out? My mind couldn’t process it. It didn’t want to process it. The little bottle was suddenly under my nose again. “One more time, bud,” he said softly into my ear. This time I pinched off one nostril myself, like I saw him do before. “ That’’s it. Take a deep hit. Hold it. Hold it in. Now release it slowly.” I did as I was told, and that rush of desire washed over me again. I could feel my heart pounding and my body was craving to be touched. Sensing my need, he made his move. I suddenly felt the hard, firm pressure against my hole, and it opened with intense desire to be taken to have this guy inside me. I groaned as he started to slide. Inside. It was slick and smooth, so much easier than when I’d been fucked at school. It had never been this smooth and easy.. This time it was his turn to moan. “Fuuuuck, man! Your hole is so tight.” He grabbed my hips and began thrusting. I grunted each time he buried his cock inside me. I knew we were no longer being discreet in here. There was too much grunting, knocking against the plastic seat and metal walls, and the sound of his skin slapping against my bare ass. I felt his cock sliding in and out of me, and it felt amazing. How was it so smooth? My body was totally his to take, and I just wanted more of him inside me. “Fuck! You. Are. So hot!!”” He stuttered out as he slammed me. “Damn you love this raw cock in you!” “Yeah. I do,” I said between grunts, totally wrapped up in the amazing feeling. It didn’t matter where I was. I felt really sexy and he was a hot fucker. He started fucking me a bit harder. ”I’m not gonna last long.” Unexpectedly he wrapped a hand around my own cock, and my mind exploded. “Oh shit! I’m gonna cum!” I think I almost yelled it. “Yeah, cum with me!” He squeezed my cock and started pushing his cock really deep, holding it inside me, then repeating the deep thrust-and-hold again. My own dick erupted like a bottle rocket, and I started to see stars. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I was cumming like I had never shot before. My naked body spasmed with the intensity, and I pushed backward onto to thick cock to hold it inside me. He collapsed onto my back, resting his base chest against my smooth ass and back. We were both panting. The intense rush was fading, and I started thinking again. What do I do now? Are we supposed to kiss? I. have to give him my number. I need to do this again. ‘That was amazing,” I said. He stood up, separating our bodies, and gently slid out of my ass. “Yeah. That was hot, man.” He slapped my bare ass. “Thanks, bud.” I turned around and took his body again. Tall and nicely sculpted.. His hairy pecs looked so damned sexy framed in his open shirt. His cock was glistening in the dim light, long and thick. Fuck, that was just inside me! And then my brain caught up with me. I scanned the tiny room. There wasn’t a rubber or wrapper anywhere. He was pulling up his jeans, tucking his slick cock away. “I wish they kept paper towels in these rooms,” he said. “Did your use a rubber,” I asked. This time the words actually came out of my mouth. He shook his head. “You didn’t ask for one.” “You’re neg, right?” It was an automatic question. “You should ask that before you offer up your ass, bud.” He buttoned his shirt, then started to leave. “Thanks, bud. You were really hot.” “Can we connect again?” “I don’t come here a lot. But. You never know.” He opened the door and left. I was standing there naked, reality settling in. I was totally naked. The outfit I’d carefully picked out for the night was crumpled on the floor. I picked up my shirt and saw it was covered in jizz. I felt deflated. ?Some stranger had just shot his load inside me. I shouldn’t be excited by that. And I felt ashamed for being excited by the whole thing. Where did I lose control? What would my friends say? My family? I picked up my shorts and underwear. MY cock was still rock hard. Why was it hard? Didn’t it know what we had just done? I should be on a date with a nice guy, not naked in some scuzzy booth with cum in my ass. I found my flip flops under the cheap plastic seat, slipped them on, and retreated. I fled, desperate not to be seen by anyone. Hoping that the clerk wasn’t still there. I was never, ever coming back here! “See you next time,” the clerk quipped as the door chimed and I fled the store.

Part 1 It was a regular Friday night my first summer home from college. The local bars were harder to get into than those near my campus, and I found myself being left outside while a few older friends were inside, despite trying to sneak through twice, and getting bitched at by the bouncer. So I wandered over to a friend’s house and hung out, sharing some wine with three girls. After about an hour and a half, I’d had my fill of the chatter and high pitched laughing. My mind kept wandering to men, and I was feeling really horny. REALLY horny! I’d been home 3 weeks, was missing my college friends, and most of all a couple of the guys who I’d played with during the school year. I definitely wasn’t a sexual superstar. In fact, I felt pretty awkward any time it happened. An upperclassman had taught me to bottom just before winter break, and when we returned for the spring semester, he and another friend had tried to help me get more comfortable with it. I enjoyed it, and knew I wanted more, but it always felt awkward and somewhat forced. I left my friend’s house and was driving toward home, not knowing what else to do. Maybe go back to the bar and try to slip in again. I had a slight buzz from the wine, and pulled over thinking over my options. I really wanted to get laid, in a bad, bad way. But where to go? I started thinking of places, and remembered there was an adult bookstore about 20 minutes away. I’d heard people talk about it — that there was some cruising going on, and most people called it “the last resort.” Guys had talked about it in a way that definitely made it sound like a place you didn’t want to be seen. I drove around a bit. Trying to talk myself out of going, but knowing I was really intrigued. I’d never been to one. I’d seen some porn online that was supposedly recorded in porn booths at one, but I’d never actually seen one myself. As I drove around, I got closer. I was on the main road in an older part of town where a bunch of stores had closed down and were empty. It was a long street with 4 or 5 traffic lights, and as I drove by the church on the street, I felt overwhelmingly guilty. I shouldn’t be going. But as I sat at the light outside the church, I could see about 3 blocks away a small glowing sign. That was it. I drove further, my chest feeling tight as I got closer, knowing I should turn off at the corner, and feeling ashamed when I didn’t. I pulled over about a block away, the single sign glowing on the block ahead. I could already make out the lettering “Adult Outlet.” I got out of the car, locked it, and started walking, and walked right by the door, hoping I could see inside. But all the windows were blacked out, the sign the only hint there was a store there. There were some cars along the street, but not many. I knew there was a parking lot out back, but I really didn’t want to be back in the darker alleys at this time of night, though I was tempted for the anonymity. But there wasn’t any traffic on the street, and I was a good half hour from home. I walked back past the door again and hesitated, my heart was pounding in my chest, and my eyes locked on the door. The night air was humid, but I felt a chill standing there in a tank top, shorts and flip flops. What if no one liked me? I was 19, and I had a trim body that I thought looked good with lean muscle, but I also looked really young still, and kinda nerdy. My hair was blonde with some ginger tinges, and I wasn’t really one to stand out in a crowd. I took a breath and walked in. The door chimed and my heart jumped. Inside was brightly lit, and the store had a lot of shelves everywhere. I walked around, trying to take it in and get my bearings. Lots and lots of DVDs, and some different toys. I ignored the products with women on them, and zoned in on stuff with the guys pictured on the boxes. I just got hornier. I looked around and thought maybe the stories weren’t true — there was no way people cruised in a place like this. And there were no booths, just shelves. I was about to leave when I heard the door chime again and another guy appeared out of nowhere, walking toward the front counter. There was a side hallway I hadn’t noticed, tucked behind a row of shelves. I walked that way nervously, and saw a long hallways lined with DVDs, and a doorway with a neon glow about halfway down. I started down the hallway when the clerk yelled at me, “You need to purchase a ticket, kiddo.” My heart stopped and I wanted to run. But I had to go back back toward the front desk anyway. I walked up, the other guy furnishing his purchase. He looked at me as he turned around, smiled, and headed toward the back again, disappearing into the neon glowing doorway. “You want a ticket?” I nodded. “ID?” I fumbled my ID, dropping it twice, and handy it a bit shakily to him. He looked it over, looked at me, and I immediately feared he knew me or recognized my name on the ID and knew my parents. He handed it back. “Twelve bucks. And you should probably buy some head cleaner.” “What?” He shook his head, pulled something out of the display case, and set a small bottle wrapped in bright yellow on the counter. “You should take a bottle of this, too. I think you’ll need it.” I had no idea what it was, or why I’d need it. “Ok.” He rang me out, I paid him, and headed out back, my flip flops scuffling on the floor. My heart was racing again as I reached that glowing door. There was a purple neon sign inside that was radiating the glow, and I stepped into what was otherwise darkness. It was weird this hallway was so dark since the store was brightly lit, but I walked in and turned to my left. There was a maze of hallways, four in total, I think. My eyes adjusted and I walked slowly, seeing rows of doors in each hallway with lights above the doors, some of them blazing bright red. I didn’t know what they lights meant. I wandered, hearing grunts and porn playing. I looked in a few of the booths, seeing a small video screen and controls. After a few minutes, I stepped into one and fumbled around with the controls, pulling up some gay porn after a few tries. I was surprised to find there was actually A LOT of gay porn on the channels. I stood there, closed the door, and started watching a few channels, flipping around the different scenes and settling on a couple young guys giving head. After a minute I pulled out my cock and slowly began stroking. I was rock hard. I finally noticed the windows on either side of the booth, and some switches at the top. I played around, and realized the switches raised and lowered a screen inside the window. Holy shit! I could see inside other booths! But both were empty. I zipped up and started walking around again, checking out the hallways, and wondered who else was here. I couldn’t be the only guy here — I’d seen the guy at the counter come back here. I walked one hallway over and saw more red lights glowing above the doorways. I tried a couple of the doors, but they were locked. There was one without a light, and I tried that — empty, but between two doors with the light going. I stepped inside. The two side windows were covered, so I unzipped my shorts, started stroking slowly to some porn. I heard a whirring sound almost immediately, and looked at one of the windows. I touch the button and the screen went up — turns out both people have to had to raise their screen. Right there on the other wise was another guy with his cock out, stroking it. It was a thick cock and a long shaft. He turned so I could see it well, and. I automatically followed his example. Holy shit! There’s a guy stroking on the other wise looking at my cock. He was wearing jeans and boots, which. Was all I could see of him, his jeans halfway down his thighs. He wagged his cock toward the window, and I did the same, feeling self-conscious and awkward, but feeling myself ay through it. I wondered what his cock felt like. He kinda bent over, and I instinctively pulled my cock back into my underwear a, uncertain what was happening. He looked under the curtain, checking me out, and stood up again. Then he zipped up and abruptly left. My heart sank. Rejected right away. I suddenly felt very awkward and out of place. Standing there half naked in the glow from the video screen, I felt demoralized and decided to leave. I started to pack up and turned to the door when it suddenly opened. In stepped the guy in jeans and boots. He was tall, about 6 feet to my 5’8”, and he was wearing a button door shirt that was opened and showing off muscled pecs and dark hair. He looked to be in his late 30s or early 40s, and instantly struck me as sexy. I had never been around older guys, just college guys from school. He gave off an energy that was confident and sexy. He looked at me, looking me up and down, and held an intense stare. He reached out and tweeted a nipple, which I recoiled a little bit because it hurt and no one had ever done that. He pulled out his cock again, and pushed his jeans down to his knees. I pushed my shorts down, and they easily fell to the floor with the weight of my phone and keys in them. He reached out and pulled off my tank top, then started rubbing my chest. “nice,” he said in a quiet tone. I did the same, enthralled by. The hardness of his pecs. I suddenly felt very small. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. He ran his hands up and down. My naked body. Oh my god, I was naked in a booth with a. Stranger touching me. It was awkward, but thrilling. A part of me started to pull back to bolt, but he held me firm. He reached down and massaged my ass. I melted a little, and an amazing shiver ran up my spine. He flexed his hips, and I felt his hard, smooth cock sliding across my abs. My breathing got weird, in a way. I’d not felt it before. I started panting a little. The heat coming off his body was alluring, and I could the stark difference between the air. Conditioned air that was blowing across my naked backside. “Turn around” he whispered.

Most recent was a Grindr hookup with a smokin’ hot guy in his early 30’s at a park. He pinged me on the app and I was available and about 7-8 minutes away. Arrived, messaged back and forth and then got out to meet him. Turns out he was an olive skinned Arab guy from Morocco with the sexy French accent that goes along with being a former French colony. He said he’d hooked up many times there and after looking around a bit, we were making out rather intensely. Next thing he knew, I was on my knees sucking a GORGEOUS thick cut cock. He force fed me his dick for several minutes and then blew a load down my throat and on my lips. Yummy 🤤! I got back up and continued making out with him. After shaking my ass a bit and showing him my Andrew Christian pride briefs, he was all over wanting to eat my pussy. I pulled my jeans and underwear down and bent over the picnic table under the pavilion. I told him l was soooo wanting to get fucked and have his load and too bad he came in my mouth... he stood up and I turned around and we were making out yet again and I reached down in his workout pants to feel his cock rock hard for a second time. I bent down and licked it slick and wet again and then bent over the table where he proceeded to ram it home and fuck my pussy just like I soooo wanted/needed. After about 7-8 minutes of fucking, he asked where I wanted him to cum. Of course my response was, “inside me! Cum in my pussy!!! Breed me, please!!!” to which he happily obliged, leaving my hole slick with cum. We exchanged numbers but haven’t chatted much since. He’s definitely BF grade hot and knows how to fuck. I’m surely hoping we get to see each other again. Dammit, I’m hard and wet just thinking about it... 🤤😋🤤

He laid there. Covered in his sleeping bag. His face was the only thing that was sticking out. His eyes were closed. He was sleeping contently. The glowing moon light highlighted his blond hair. He was laying next to me inside the tent. Damn, I was all hot and bothered and wanted to just jump his ass at that moment. Our day hike in the mountains must have worn him out. As I laid there with my hand propping my head up, I saw some movement in his sleeping bag. He was rubbing his crotch and stroking his cock. Damn, he must have been on to me. Because before I knew it, his eyes opened and he gave me that hot and bothered look. The warm night was arousing both of us. He lifted his opened sleeping bag in a motion for me to slide over next to him. We were groping. Entangled naked flesh. Stroking each others cocks and balls. There was nipple tweaking and some hot passionate kissing. His firm ass was on the for front of my mind. I couldn't help but grab a hand full of his ass cheeks. He moaned at that jester. "You want some of my ass man?" he whispered to me. Why he was whispering was beyond me. We were in the middle of no where. "I sure would!" He flipped on his side and he was moving his ass against my throbbing cock. Oh it felt damn good. Inch by inch it crept between his ass cheeks and worked it's way toward his warm moist sweaty man hole. This was roughing it and I'm sure he had a dirty ass, but that didn't stop me. My already enormous pre cum-covered cock head was snaking and poking into his hole. He opened his hole up further and further as I tried to break open the barrier. My right arms just wrapped around his chest. I gave his neck a sloppy love bite. He cocked his head sideways to meet my mouth and we embraced with some more kissing. My cock just inched into his nice smooth hole with ease. I couldn't believe that I was in his ass without lube or spit. It felt so damn good! I wanted to stay all night in his ass. But he was doing this rocking motion thing that just stroked my cock. He was milking my cock with his firm ass muscles. Yeah, he knew what he was doing. my cock was feeling the friction and was twice the size. I wasn't sure how much longer I could hold back. I think he just jacked my cock with his firm ass once too many. I just spilled my seed into his hot ass without warning. He let go a slow moan. He must have felt the warm cum bath his inner ass. I was firm and rigid and continued to push my load deep into his ass. I definitely saw stars when I shot into him. We laid there for a few minute and he whispered to me that it was his turn.

So hot having no idea who's raw cock is sliding into your hole

I always thought Bad McGuire was overrated. I've seen a lot better tops in random amateur porn.

Went to a glory hole video store yesterday. Paid my$10 to get in, and was disappointed to see only two guys inside. Only one guy seemed interested at all, but nothing happened. So I left, and went to another store just down the street. The parking lot was packed! I went in, and every booth was full. In the back there is a room with a couch, so I went in and took off my clothes. Immediately a good looking older man waled up to me and pulled his cock out of his pants. Aa soon as I started licking, I looked up and saw four other men standing in line waiting their turn. Soon I felt fingers on my hole, and repositioned myself on the couch to be able to take it from both ends... I lost count of how many men came in me, but some couldn't wait and came on my back and ass while I was being used by others, making them come inside me. It was a wonderful day

The radiant floor he was doing it's job and we were now both naked. I could barely take my eyes off Mike's gorgeous body. I pointed to where I kept my special lube for Mike to retrieve it. I reclined fully exposed in my sling, feet up in the stirrups. I loved the slight burn in my guts as his big farmer's finger penetrated and massaged my hole and inner lining. He motioned towards his coveralls, "I have a condom if you want. Something tells me you would rather I plunge in raw." "Your intuition read that right " I responded. "So of course you know I don't tolerate pull outs." "Oh man, this raw eight inches goes in you it ain't cumin out 'til my babies are deep in your gut!" "Babies eh?!", I queried. "You poz?" "No. I just meant sperm. Sorry if that disappoints." "Not at all,; but, let's stop talking and start fucking." With that he plunged in balls deep. I gasped out a cry begging for a moment to recover. Having taken a few deep breaths and a couple hits of poppers I nodded in readiness. It was a good thing I was ready, 'cause he pounded me like a deasel piston at full power. And, he kept it up for twenty unrelenting minutes. My groans and calls of delight just got louder and louder and more unrestrained. "Fuck yeah you brute! Ugh, fuuuuuuccck, shit! Don't stop man! Destroy my fuckin hairy hole with your big raw tool! God damn man, that naked cock feels so fuckin good! Yeah man! Pound my prostate into my chest!" "Fuuuuuuccck!" He was covered in sweat by now. It was dripping off his hairy chest onto mine and off his curly hair into my eyes. I didn't care. I just wanted this epic fuck to last forever. To soon he asked, "You ready man 'cause my balls are ready to explode!" I didn't have time to say, "Give it to me." I could feel his dick begin to pulse and spew spooge after spooge deep in my guts. "Fuck man!" I gasped. "That was awesome!" He took a deep breath, "Hey you fucker slut! I'm not done with you yet. There are at least two more loads where that came from." I could already feel his erection returning inside me. The next fuck was just as intense; but, the pace was slower and deliberate. During this he probed me with questions. "When was the last time you were bred?" (Two months ago.) Are you a total bottom? (With men.) So you have sex with women? (My wife and her girlfriends) Cool. Do you ever really fish in this hut? (Rarely) What party drugs do you like? (Most everything. I would love to do a slam sometime.) Fuckin A man! Ready for load two, 'cause here it is. Ugh, Augh, Fuuuuuuccck!" My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my cock erupted hands free shooting cum all over my torso, face, into my hair and one shot hit the hut wall behind me. By now it was dark outside and we were so overheated that we moved the next round outside. Mike railed me as I leaned against his tractor tire. With three quick pumps he unloaded within me with as much cum as the first orgasm. We quickly rushed back inside to get warm and sniff down a few more lines. The fourth fuck he took me doggy style on the cozy floor. As rope upon rope sprayed my insides we heard a snowmobile come to a stop beside my hut. With no knock the door opened and Stan found his naked son sprawled and gasping on my back with his raw cock still up my hole.

i've been railing about this for a couple of years on twitter (so much so that TIM has blocked my old account) - but they def are loosing what made them so great. also, for me personally i hate the drug content/references. i don't like to see my bottoms so out of their mind there is no connection. and that's what made TIM so great back in the day - a real, honest, fuck connection between top and bottom. so much of it now is slam bam thank you maam. every time jesse o'toole was fucking someone, it was with so much intensity - you know he was so into and pushed his dick so deep when he came, his btm's were always in ecstasy. it's rare to see that now. and TIMFUCK - the videos are so hit and miss, for every great scene there are 10 lame ones (i unsubscribe and let the content re-build up, then subscribe again - often regretting it because the price isn't worth the sporadic and boring content). i miss when TIM was great.

In June I was looking on Sniffies for a hot bottom to breed. I saw pics of a tall slender guy in his early 20s who was hosting. His post said “bareback only” which got me going. I asked if he wanted some raw daddy cock and he said “yup”. I asked for his address and got it. I was reassured that the address he gave matched his location on the Sniffies map. It was a medium sized condo building on Music Row in Nashville. When I arrived, I told him I was there and asked for his apt #. He said his roommate was home and asked if I could breed him in the stairwell. I hadn’t done anything like that and was somewhat reluctant. But I was already there and the lust was taking over. I said ok. He told me to take the elevator to the second floor, walk to the end of the hall, and enter the stairwell. I did and he joined me a couple of minutes later. He wasn’t concerned that I was almost old enough to be be his grandfather. He led me away from the door to end of the stair landing and slid down his sweatpants enough to expose his ass. Luckily I was wearing loose fitting gym shorts and could maneuver my quickly hardening cock out of my shorts without dropping them to the floor. I slid in him quickly and started thrusting in and out. After just two or three minutes I heard the door to the stairwell slam open on the floor above. I pulled out, slid my hard cock back into my shorts and covered it with my hands while he pulled his sweatpants up. We stood near each other as if we were talking while a young woman quickly descended the stairs. She didn’t catch us in the act, but may have been suspicious. She went past us and then could be heard continuing down the stairs to the ground floor. As soon as we heard the door close, we resumed our fucking. I was determined to finish what we had started. After a few vigorous thrusts, I whispered “You want my poz seed?” He said “Fuck yeah!” One more thrust and I was shooting a week’s load in his young ass. As I was shooting my cum deep in his ass, we heard a different stairwell door slam open. He had most of my poz load in him, but as I withdrew to prepare for another intruder, some of my cum hit the stairs. This time it was a young man who whizzed past us. After he was out of sight my young man said “That was hot.” Yes, it was! Later I was thinking how strange that the stairwell was that busy. Then I remembered a sign outside the elevator that said occupancy limited to one due to Covid precautions.

The porn vid where everyone is covered in Crisco is Fisting Underground 3 from Dark Alley Media, 2008. It is no longer sold on their site. It is shown on the Raw Fuck Club streaming site as War and Grease, divided up into 4 parts.

But its randomness also gives it a far more private risky edge than other sites /

THis is so true! Even though TIM still makes good videos, its something weird about commercial porn and pulling out lately. Its almost like they feel the need to prove that the guys actually cum, so they pull out, just to shove it back in too late (wasting most of the cum on the outside) or even worse, cum all over the chest or face. The whole point of bareback, manly, sleazy sex is the load going in the ass. What happens after that can vary, multiple loads, squirting, felching.. can all be hot. But if the cum doesnt go in the ass, its like the whole video is wasted for me. The best videos are definitely the ones where the guy unloads without pulling out at all. Just recognizing on his body language and verbal language that he filled the slut with fresh hot cum. 😈🐽

Chapter 6. On the drive to the sex club, Sam kept working my boy’s cummy hole with his buttplug. We parked and pulled his shorts up, an obscene stain of wet seed oozing out around the plug. We went in the backdoor of a bar and down a steep flight of steps. Sam said to me, ‘I figured he’d like it anonymous, knowing how he feels about blindfolds and strangers’ cum.’ There was an attendant there checking names off a list. Sam confirmed that the cops had reserved a spot for my boy to take ten loads. They’d set up an ad with pics and told multiple men that they should save their loads for the guy in the red jockstrap. Sam led us down a dark hallway to a room with wooden partitions, waist high shelves and circular openings. He told me to wait there and took my boy around a corner. My boy’s legs came through the opening as he shimmied towards the opening, leaving his jockstrapped ass cheeks right at the edge and his legs hanging there. Sam strapped him into place on their side of the wall. I could hear Sam kissing my boy through the wall as I worked that buttplug in and out. I noticed a marker hanging on a cord right by my boy’s ass and shuddered when I realized guys might use it to tally up his load count. Sam appeared and I helped him hoist my boy’s legs into place, exposing his hungry hole. Sam pulled the plug out and pushed my face into the sloppy spillage oozing out. Several POZ loads mixed with ass juice. It tasted delicious. As I feasted on his ruined pussy, Sam smeared some seed on his fingers and forced them into my ass crack. I moaned as Sam tapped my shoulder, and I noticed several men milling about in the darkness. Sam took the cummy buttplug and lined it up with my ass. Already lubed with frothy cum, it slipped in, my boy’s assjuice and cum lube seeping into my own guts. One after another, the men walked up to my boy, worked their hands and cocks into him, leaving him more gaped and more cum-filled than he’d ever been, the whole while Sam teased my ass with that cummy plug. Ten men did indeed breed him that night, and Sam assured me that they were all toxic. He hung around and took photos of the raw dicks sliding into my boy’s greedy pussy. After every other guy, I lapped up what was pouring out of my boy’s ruined cunt. Man #1 – Short and just-this-side of heavy, olive skin, short fat uncut cock with hairy balls. Came deep inside as I massaged his furry sack. He left the first tick mark on my boy’s ass. Man #2 & 3 – They seemed like a couple, one older, one younger. The older guy was nearly bald, saggy pecs and butt, but a big, long slender dick. His partner slid into his ass while the older man rocked back and forth. He pulled out to shoot on my boy’s ass. It was runny and wet. The younger guy smeared his partner’s cum onto his dick and fucked it into my boy. Two more ticks. Man #4 – A really worked out guy with pumped up muscles, sweaty from head to toe. His dick was pretty small and spongey soft. With my boy’s hole so opened up, he mashed it into the cummy mess and my boy’s hole just engulfed it. He had a big biohazard tattoo between his shoulder blades. I was actively helping a man with a biohazard tattoo raw fuck my boy. He held still while my boy ground his ass onto it and then leaked his load out. Another tick mark. Man #5 – He was beefy, maybe mid-40s, shaved head, wearing a harness. Sam kissed him and guided his dick into my boy. He held the man’s harness and rammed him back and forth into my boy. As he filled my boy up, Sam kissed him hard, then whispered to me, ‘this is the cock that converted me. He’s still unmedicated…’ He was so sexy. As he made a stroke mark on my boy’s ass, bringing the load count to five, ‘Sam tells me you’re getting you boy POZ fucked and stretched out.’ I nodded. ‘Bring him over to my play den sometime. I’ll really stretch him out for you.’ I nodded, hoping Sam would make those arrangements. He added, ‘Your ass is begging for toxic seed too. When can I breed you?’ Sam told him we were still working up to that. Man #6 – Maybe a skater, slender tall guy with tight jeans. He shuffled them down just far enough to slide into my boy’s ass. When he finished, he pulled back. His whole crotch was soaked with seed. I only noticed the scorpion tattoo near his pubes as he started to pull his pants up. He made a new tick for my boy’s sixth load. Man #7 and #8 – The cops showed up, but they’d already bred my boy tonight, so they don’t count, even though they did slide in again, stirring up and churning all of that seed in my boy. They had brought along two friends. These guys were big and covered in tattoos. Sam told me later that they were on parole and the cops kept a close eye on them. They each filled my boy to the brim and each left a tick mark. The cops hung around, lapping at my boy’s pussy then tonguing my hole, lubing my plug up with strangers’ cum. Man #9 – A guy in his 20s, maybe still in college. He looked pretty geeky with floppy hair and glasses, but between his legs, he sported a huge cock. With my boy so stretched it, it slid right in. The guy smiled at me and brought my hands to his dangling low-hanging balls. The guy told me to put them in. I didn’t understand what he was asking, then realized he wanted me to put both his balls inside my boy. That was hot. With both his balls in my boy’s puffy cunt, the guy hammered away and lost his load. He hefted his balls out then wrapped his cock with his hand and put them both inside. He left another tick mark, pulled out with a torrent of seed, and walked away. Man #10 – This guy was hot, sunken cheeks. Big hairy saggy ass. He smiled at Sam, then looked at me. ‘Did you hear this pig’s story? Got himself a boyfriend. The boyfriend helped him become a real slut, even taking POZ loads. So nasty. Sounds like that boyfriend deserves to be filled with POZ cum too!’ My dick drooled at the thought. The man grunted and came deep inside my boy, leaving his load and a tenth tick mark. With ten loads churning in his hole, Sam helped me unlatch my boy’s legs. He suggested I offer the buttplug to my boy. I had forgotten it was even in me, alongside many POZ loads. I pulled it out and eased it into my boy. Sam went around and helped pull my boy back through the hole. I heard them kissing and whispering, something like, ‘Yeah, it’s time…’ The three of us kissed when they reappeared around the corner. Sam led us to a dark room with a double height fuckbench in the middle. Sam guided me to the lower level and had me lay on my shoulder with my ass up, exposing my stretched-out hole. Having been plugged all evening, I felt the cool air inside my own cunt. Sam helped my boy to the upper level, squatting over my open hole. Sam pulled the plug out of his pussy, and my boy released over ten toxic loads in a gush, directly into my own hungry ass. With my own hole fully loaded, Sam worked the plug into my ass and then produced an even bigger one and rammed it inside my boy. ‘There you go, boys. Now, both of you are filled with POZ cum. This is what you both wanted, yeah?’ Sam drove my car back to our place and spent the night. In fact, he spent the next several nights. He now comes by whenever he wants to. With both of our holes ready to accept all cummers, Sam regularly breeds both of us and often brings his friends. I love when a stranger lays down, my boy squatted over his cock, and I get to insert it right into his ruined hole. We still keep a jar of gloryhole seed; it makes the best lube. When I’m harvesting cum, I sometimes let guys cum inside me so I can squeeze it into the jar while my boy watches. I’m glad I was able to open my boy up to his darker fantasies, and that we now share them. The End.

I've never seen a convincing deception. There's too much focus on the man fiddling with the condom. If it's split from the start, then it's too easily discovered. If he has to spend 45 seconds breaking it, then it's obvious. I would favor 1. Rapid and silent complete removal. It takes practice and probably a lot of lubricant inside the length of the condom. The used condom needs to be hidden and seeding needs to be completed quickly before the victim finds out and protests. The victim will discover the deception immediately after the orgasm, so the man has to be prepared to make a quick escape or deal with the resistance. Obviously, this option is best for male pleasure. 2. Snipped or punctured tip, for when breeding alone is the primary goal. The smaller the hole, the harder the man has to work to expel the seed into his victim. There is a trade-off between ease of insemination and plausible deniability. It's mostly a psychological pleasure. 3. Seemingly natural breakage. Even with water-based lubricants, I have shredded several condoms in the past through some perfect combination of size, vigor, and the incompatible anatomy of the faggot cunt. They were sliced open lengthwise, so I had full raw contact with boy guts. Covertly adding some mineral oil to the lubricant mix would help this method along. This method is unreliable, but has a balance of pleasure and plausible deniability, as the man never has to withdraw from the cunt and can claim shock and ignorance at the breakage afterwards. "Didn't you feel it?" "No, baby, I just thought you had a magical snatch".

PART II Note: I'm sorry that it took so long for me to post it, but my English is not that good and I had to translate it. Now the story... When I turned seventeen, my father started dating again. Since my mother started treatment, he was very much on his own, so I was happy for him. The new girlfriend was giving him excitement to get back on track. But that meant that again I was getting less attention than necessary. My father would usually spend the weekends at her house and I would be alone. Pablo always called me to stay at his house, but I was already thinking that it bothered him too much. With all the attention he gave me, his sex life was certainly not the best. So, after a while I started to decline your invitations and be alone at home. My life came down to going to school in the morning and spending the afternoon at home jerking off while reading reports from people living with HIV. Some things I learned from reading these reports is that the person who wants to be contaminated needs to be very sure beforehand, because it is something for a lifetime. But after she makes the decision, it's pretty liberating too. The first stages after contagion are the most complicated, because the person has a kind of flu, which shows that the virus has started to multiply in your body. But if the person starts treatment soon thereafter, she can live long years and decades without major concerns. And sex certainly becomes better, because a condom, whether you agree or not, is something that gets in the way and decreases lust. I tried to masturbate a few times using a condom, but I didn't even come close to cumming. I thought that was totally boring. And after you already have the virus, what else can happen? It is the worst thing transmitted through sex, all other diseases can be treated and cured. And everyone who is dealing with this needs to have regular checkups, so it's easy to find out if you've got anything else. And that is when total freedom arises. Having sex without a condom and without major concerns. Having sex with anyone you want, without knowing the right person, and without having to worry about anything. The freedom to feel it raw, to flood another guy with your spunk and also to be flooded with his seed. I wanted that. And the hornyness that I felt imagining myself being pozzed was something that always made me explode when I came. Of course, most of the times I imagined my neighbor doing this to me, but I also put myself in the place of the bottoms I saw in the videos. People at school didn't know about my sexuality, so I wasn't really close to anyone. I was that type of student who talks to everyone, but who doesn't really have any close friends. That special person for me was Pablo, and he was not at school. My eighteenth birthday was fast approaching and I was in no mood to celebrate. I had no family in the city besides my father and no one at school that I would like to invite as well. So, when my dad went to his girlfriend on Friday, not even remembering that my birthday was on Saturday, I realized that I had made the right choice not to make a big deal. I spent the entire Saturday at home, lying in the living room watching TV, as usual. It was about nine at night, I had just showered and was lying in my pajamas watching another episode of the series, when the doorbell rang. It was Pablo. “Hey, birthday boy”, he said. “You remembered?!”, I said confused. "Of course I did," he said and I realized he was a little drunk. “Aren't you going to ask me in?” "Sure, come in", I said. When I closed the door, he gave me a huge bear hug. The man was almost six feet tall and I wasn't that tall, so I buried my head in his strong chest. The truth is, I hadn't felt well all day and I was happy that at least he had remembered. “I wanted to come earlier to bring your gift, but I spent all day thinking and making some decisions”, he explained. “Sorry for leaving you alone on your birthday.” "You are here now," I said. "I am," he said without letting me go. My cock was already growing with that hug and it was impossible that he wasn’t feeling it, so I decided to break the contact. “Where's my gift?”, I asked walking away. "That's what I had to think about today," he explained. “I don’t understand.” “Phillip, I have looked after you as if you were my son for years, but that is not what you are. And I know that you don't see me as a father either, you feel horny about me.” “No, I ...” I tried to argue, but I had no idea what to say to him. “No need to be embarrassed, because I also feel horny when I see you”, he said hurriedly. “Do you?”, I asked doubting. “Of course I do, you grew up to be a beautiful man, but you were always my boy, so I never saw you like that, until the day that ...” “What a day?” I asked anxiously. “The day you saw me fucking that guy at my place.” “Did you know? I’m so embarrassed!” “He saw you at the time and told me that we were not alone, so we did a show for you to see.” “I had no idea ...”, I said blandly. “I thought you were scared, that you didn't understand, but when you talked about my tattoo, I realized that you were smarter than I thought.” “Then why have you never done anything before? Why are you just telling me that now?” I wanted to know. “It's still difficult, I had to drink to build up the courage to have this conversation with you. And there was the fact that you were a minor before.” "But I'm not now," I observed. “No, you are not.” He then closed the distance between the two of us, held my head tightly and gave me a deep kiss on the mouth. I had never kissed anyone before, so I let him guide me and explore every corner of my mouth. His hands roamed my body, feeling and spoiling me, so I found the courage to do the same, placing my hands on that body that I always wanted to touch. As much as I had been working out for almost two years, my body was nowhere near as big as his. His arms held me tightly and I felt those muscles tighten. The curve of his waist, the hardness of his chest, the six packs of his hairy belly. Everything was a paradise under my hands. Then he broke the kiss and said: “You sure you want this gift?” “Yes,” I said. “We can use a condom if you haven't decided yet, if you think it's too early.” “I want to, I'm sure. It would happen someday anyway and I prefer it to be you.” “You can't go back; my viral DNA will stay with you for the rest of your life.” “All I want is to have that part of you always with me.” “You will be the mother and I will be the father of the bugs that will grow and multiply within you.” “I saved my virginity for you to do that.” “I'll give you what you always wanted, but not here. Let's go to my house, I want to fuck you in my bed like you saw me fucking that other guy.” It was difficult to take my hands off of Pablo, I was afraid that breaking the contact he would give up everything on the way to his house, but I took the key, locked the door and followed him to his place.

The following is completely true. I had planned for my evening to follow my rules: I would spend days looking at BBRT and breeding.zone and fantasize about really letting loose, really indulging my desires, but afterwards I would always return to Earth, chastising myself for getting worked up over such risky stuff. I went to Club Orlando as an outlet, a place to get a taste of what I wanted, but I gave myself two simple rules: first, I wouldn't allow anyone fuck me bareback, and second, if I found myself so frustrated that I was on the threshold of making bad decisions, I would simply get myself off - or leave. In the dark room of the maze there is a fuck bench of sorts. I stood near the end of the bench as I was somewhat selective, and certainly wasn't offering my bare hole to the entire room. I saw three other men bent over on the table, and as the room was quickly filing up, I took several huge hits from my poppers, just to keep me on edge. I guess I was feeling optimistic as, before I entered the dark room I had lubed up my ass, and was holding two magnum condoms - just in case. I wasn’t getting much attention, but then again, I was standing still at end of the fuck bench. Just then two older white guys walked through the door way. Each man sported an enormous dick. The two men immediately selected a bottom from the fuck bench and slid in. Both of the tops and the two bottoms were very vocal. Between the general scene and the poppers I was very excited, so when I felt a bare cock between my cheeks I was more than willing to accommodate, but still I managed to maintain my self-imposed rule and handed the guy a condom. The top accepted the condom but made no move to put it on. Instead he pinched my tits, nibbled my neck and rhythmically pushed at my hole - insistently. I was enjoying being played with definitely wasn't interested in getting fucked bareback, so I kept squirming my hole out of the path of his cock head, only to find it returned within seconds, seeking entrance. The intense fucking near us had me really turned on, and the man behind me used both hands to grab my hips and pin me against the fuck bench. I wasn’t ready for it, nor did I think he would all but rape me in a crowded room, still I grunted in pain and surprise as his dick, which was longer and thicker than I had expected, opened up my ass. Bareback. In all honesty I was so completely turned on I barely offered any resistance. The top fucked me for several seconds, using very long strokes. Although his technique was utterly amazing, reality still came crashing home - he was fucking me bareback, even as I gripped the second condom in my hand. I lurched off of him and pushed away at him a bit. As he left the darkroom into the main section of the maze I caught a glimpse of his silhouette: he was an older black man. I was incredibly flustered, the fucking had felt amazing but condoms are a reasonable precaution. I wasn’t ready to leave and took a few more hits of poppers. The older men pulled out of the asses they were fucking and moved down the line, one to the bottom his friend had just fucked, and the other to me. Without question or preamble he started trying to work his big fucking cock into my asshole bare. My hole was so ready it practically sucked at his cock head and I felt an overwhelming desire for it to stretch me wide. I handed the condom back and pressed it against his leg, and he took an arm and bent me over the table. As I was pressed down I felt his cock reach the perfect angle, and my hole stretched wide and open. He fucked his entire cock into me and when his hips hit my cheeks I sprayed cum all over the table. He fucked me with a vengeance, and it felt so good I didn’t bother offering any resistance. I felt him tense up and panicked as the unmistakable feel of a cock pumping cum filled my insides. He pulled his dripping and cummy cock out of me and another set of hands kept me from moving as his companion slipped into me. This one was about as long but much thicker at the head. It felt impossibly amazing working into me, and I felt cum gush down my cheeks and legs as it spurted out around his monster dick. His pace quickened and I felt him add another load of cum to my insides. He pulled out and I heard an audible plop as a gob of cum hit the floor. I was gasping and panting, having spent the past few minutes being fucked like an animal. I saw a young black guy near me, stroking a nice sized cock, and locked in the moment I shuffled my ass towards him and impaled myself on it. He made no effort to stop me and I worked my cummy hole all the way down his shaft. Between the previous big cocks and their loads it was effortless to work his whole cock in and out. He came in less than a minute, and I noticed another man was stroking next to us, so I shifted and was then filled with by the cock of a stranger. I tightened the grip on the condom in my hand as he shot his load into my ass. I left in a panic. Two weeks have passed, and while I haven't yet returned to the bathhouse, there is no doubt in my mind it was the best gay sex I have ever had.

I had just moved and after a long few days of heavy lifting, unpacking, rearranging and organizing I was feeling the need to unwind. I arranged with a couple of friends to go out and let off a bit of steam as it had been ages since we had all been dancing and drinking together. My boyfriend had decided that he just wanted to chill at home and that was fine by me, I could use some independent time. Saturday night finally came and I put on my usual attire, white t-shirt and jeans…I was never one for getting really dressed up especially since I intended on dancing the night away. I’m 5’10 and had honed my body to a lean and muscular swimmers frame. My friends all wanted to go to the city’s only gay club as it had better music. I don’t usually like the gay scene, I find it too fruity and I was much more of a guys guy, but I went along anyway. The night kicked off with dinner and drinks before we descended the stairs to the club and the usual heat and dark lighting invaded my senses immediately. I made my way to the bar and was met with a crowd of very young camp partiers and the older guys who were hanging out watching the scene. I got a few looks, eyes moving up and down my body, sizing me up. I ignored the glances and ordered my drink before heading off to find my group. A couple of straight mates had joined my girlfriends for the evening, undoubtedly trying to hook up with them, and I felt more at ease in their company than the throng gay guys crowding the terrace. The night wore on and we headed to the dance floor, just a big group goofing around, laughing and joking as the beats throbbed through our bodies. A guy I didn’t know had joined the group on an invite from my friend Melissa. He was a muscular, good looking guy and a surprisingly good dancer. He was putting the moves hard on Mel, so we all gave them a bit of space as they ground against one another on the dance floor, not wanting to interrupt the public foreplay in which they were engaged. Time flew past under the strobe lighting and gradually my group whittled down with my mates heading off at different times to go to other clubs and try their luck with the ladies. My girlfriends were all starting to head towards the door at about 3am. I decided to stay on as I had bumped into a few people I knew. Mel and the guy were off in a dark corner as I stayed on the dance floor. A couple of guys moved a bit closer and I ended up dancing with them, they were good guys and I told them I had a boyfriend so we just had fun gyrating to the music. A little while later Mel popped up and said in my ear that she was done. I asked her how it had gone with the guy and she said he had tried to get her to go off with him but she knew from experience that drunk guys are a dud lay so she declined. I kissed her on the cheek and we said our good-byes. At that time, guys around me were getting a bit handsy, moving closer and closer, their hands edging under my sweat drenched t-shirt. Even with a few drinks in me I knew it was time to go and politely extricated myself from the situation. I left the club and thought about grabbing a taxi but as it was only a few kilometres to my new place I decided to walk off the tipsyness I felt. I headed off in the homeward direction and a few hundred metres up the road I found the guy Mel had fobbed off sitting on the curb, he seemed pretty wasted, but he waved at me and I stopped. “Just heading home,” I said, “You ok man, need help getting a taxi?” “Na, was gonna walk home, I’m just across the park,” he pointed across the parklands towards the main road. “Cool man, am headed that way myself, let’s get you up.” I held my hand out to help him up. A firm grip met it and I hauled him to his feet. He was a big guy, mid thirties, 6’2 and had a physical labourer body, masculine and assured. We strolled down the road and, in between swigs of beer, he started talking about my hot girlfriend Mel and how hard he’s been trying to get with her. I laughed and said, “Get in line bud.” I knew I probably shouldn’t have but I wasn’t thinking clearly. “Waddaya mean? She giving it up to other guys?” he slightly slurred, he seems quite peeved at the idea. “No idea bud, but there are plenty of guys after her I would image,” I said trying to diffuse his annoyance. We crossed a main road and headed along the path through the parklands. I quickened my pace as it got a bit chillier in the dense foliage. “Na man, I reckon u know. She sluttin round while prick teasin me?!” it was a question and a statement at the same time. I moved slightly away, “Like I said mate I dunno anything, I haven’t seen her in ages and didn’t talk much to her tonight,” all of which was true. He adjusted himself in his jeans, “I’m so bloody hard for her man, and she was all over me, kept me boned all night and then she split.” He kept kinda rambling to himself about how much of a cock tease she is and how he was gonna give it to her good. I laughed a bit, “Yeh girls can be like that”. He rambled a annoyed agreement, still adjusting himself through his pant leg, “Yer girls are teases,” this comment more audible and coherent. The path had gone from paving to just dirt as we passed through the maze of trees leading to the big oval. Suddenly, in a quick movement knocked me over onto the grass. I fell to the side, narrowly missing hitting my head on the trunk of a tree. Sprawled on the ground I looked up at him. His broad shoulders obscured what little light there was in the thick bunch of trees and he towered menacingly above me, a glower on his face. “Girls are teases, but guys are easy.” My heart raced, and I went to get up, “What the f…” my words cut off as I moved my weight from my side and rolled to my hands and knees to push myself upright again, as a great weight pressed on my back and a hand yanked at the back of my jeans. “Hey, get the fuck off me maannnnn…” my words became muffled as the weight moved from my back to my neck and my face was pressed into the grass. The guy pushed my head hard and I felt the heat of his torso through my sweaty top. “Yeh guys are real easy,” he muttered into my ear, his body pressed over the back of mine. In a swift, rough movement my jeans tore and were yanked down to my bent knees by a very strong grip. I heard the sound of a zipper sliding down. “That lil bitch may not be taking it tonight, but you won’t b so lucky.” I struggled to free myself, pushing up with all my strength, my muscles straining. But he was much stronger with all of his weight bearing down on me. He chuckled a bit, “I like a struggle. Saw you teasing those guys on the dance floor tonight. You’re just like your bitch friend. Fucking tease!! You like a big raw cock? Bet u do! If you don’t, you’re taking mine anyway,” his deep voice was laced with aggression. “Please…” I started. “Begging for it already…knew you were a slut!” Spit hit my crack and slid down to my hole, one, two, three gobs. “That’s all your getting boy!” he stated as his muscular legs pressed against the inside of my thighs and pushed them wider apart, my jeans digging hard into my knees before giving way and sliding a further down my calves, my legs parting wider. I felt a great heat, like a hot iron rest along my crack. It felt like it was branding me. “Don’t…” I muttered into the grass, my head still roughly held there. “Too late bitch,” he sneered before his hips moved slightly backward then shoved brutally forward. My hole clenched, but his big slab pushed harder. I felt his leg muscle contract even more and he rammed hard. My eyes snapped wide as I felt my hole rip open around his giant head. My breathing became ragged and I went to cry out in absolute agony when a big hand snaked around my cheek and clamped firm over my mouth. My cry not heard, the rest of his monster was forced up my tearing chute, fast and hard. I couldn’t relax, every muscle in me tensed and my hole was spasmed firmly shut, as he drove the entire shaft into me to the hilt, burying himself pubes deep with sheer brute strength. I felt the cold scratch of the zipper being forced close to my hole as he laughed at my struggles and pain. “Urggh, fuck yeh, tight lil fucker aren’t ya! Bet ur boyfriend doesn’t fuck ya like this.” His hips retreated, removing the solid mass from deep in my gut, until I was almost empty, then firing back into my torn hole. “Yeh, ya need a real man fucking ya…come on” hand still clamp over my mouth he moved his other hand to grip my shoulder and pulled. My hole tore even more as his rod pushed deeper into my gut. I cried out into his palm as the veins in my neck strained. “Look at ya, bent over with a man’s cock up shoved up your ass, and you love it, don’t ya? Pretending to be a man, but I’m the man!” he shoved again for emphasis. “Can’t fuck a girl rough like this, but guys love it. They take it anyway I like! You sick bitch!” My ripped hole spasmed involuntarily,“Oh FUCK!” he yelled, obviously liking the feeling. He released my mouth and grabbed a fistful of hair as he started laying into my hole, pulling my head back and pushing down on the middle of my back, almost breaking me in two, repeatedly lodging himself as deep as he could go. He started building up a real pace, his big arms flexing and holding on tighter and stronger. My entire body was rocking, “Make me feel good slut, keep it tight, make me feel good.” He shoved a few fingers into my mouth, gagging me, as he pushed my legs painfully further apart. My ass clenched at the pain and he let out an “ah” while driving even deeper. “Oh yeh that’s it, make daddy feel good. Milk the dick. Yeh. So tight! Yeh. Squeeze my shaft. Yeh. You like my big dick ey? Ahhh” I grunted in response, pain searing through me as I was impaled again on his raw shaft, “You fucking love it!” I heard his words through perfect ears, along with my grunts, trying to take the rough spit fuck, my vision, distorted by tears. I felt like an arm had been shoved up inside me, the guy was huge and thick. “Getting close fag”, he grunted and pushed down on my back harder and gripped my hair tighter. He leaned over, his abs pressing into my lower back, so his lips were close to my ear, his hot breath moving over my cheek. “like this bitch, don’t ya? Like my ten incher, raping you..You fuckin lil fag, been gaggin’ for it all night! Man, your hole is tight, gonna get me off soon. Needa empty my balls. Gonna load you up pussy, take a real man’s load! You want my jizz, fucker?” I didn’t reply, couldn’t reply, I could barely breathe from the pain. “Answer me boy! You want my swimmers?!” he rammed his hips hard and rough as he said it, his thick shaft scraping along my insides. “Tell me!” He flung his hefty arm around my neck, bicep flexing as he squeezed, cutting off my air.” “I want it,” I squeaked, desperate for breathe. “Louder, whore…what do you want?” His muscular arm relaxed a little from around my neck so I could responded, “I want your big load,” “Where?” “Inside me, shoot it up my gut,” I felt sick, but I wanted it to end. He laughed, moved his arm and gripped my hair again. “Time to get you pregnant bitch!” He slapped my firm ass, making me flinch and my hole contracted as he completely withdraw then pushed me down and slammed the entire length back into me, putting his considerable weight behind his last thrust and taking all the air from my lungs. He bellowed a deep growl, “Take every drop cunt! Take the breed!” and with that I felt his cock swell and pump his cream into my gut, his grip tightened on my hips and his fingers dug painfully into my flesh as every muscles in his body tense violently. Huffing and grunting I counted 5, 6, 7 spurts, before he shoved again and collapsed over my back, his abs heaving, sweat pouring off his brow. He pushed himself up, still breathing hard and yanked his dick out of my still clenched hole with a pop. Standing up easily while I was prone on the ground, still in pain, he hefted his dick and put it back in his jeans. I rolled to my side, “Catch ya slut!” he offered as he turned and swaggered off into the thick of trees and out of sight.

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In general I don't find this site difficult to navigate at all, except for the picture handling as mentioned above. People putting fairly random content in the wrong section is a perennial peeve, but that is hardly the fault of the site. Would like to give a big thumbs up to Raw Top for keeping the site going. 👍

I agree with the pictures statement. It is hard to look up or navigate to pictures. I know I've thought I've been commenting on a picture itself, but I actually commented on the album. Also, the reactions are backward on pictures compared to the rest of the site. As a whole, though, I don't find the site difficult to navigate. It's a forum-style website with the predefined categories. Might be nice to have a sort in the notifications section by type of content.

Answering an ad from a Poz Daddy who wants to infect a Neg virgin and make him his TOTAL slave: what about tomorrow evening, like 8pm or so? I will clean my ass out with a good enema so I'm nice and clean for Daddy, then when I show up you can inspect my asshole and make sure it's nice and clean. I'm dying to worship my Daddy's cock and deep throat it. I want to stick my tongue deep in Daddy's assholeand lick it until your cock is rock hard. After my whipping gets my ass right red I hope daddy will put me on my back with my legs over his shoulders and fuck me like the whore I am, bending down to bite my nipples til they bleed and kiss me deeply. I'll wrap my legs around your ass and pull you deeply into my pussy so Daddy can breed my pussy with his toxic seed. I want to feel your hot poison cum filling my pussy and getting my slut pussy pregnant. I'd love to straddle Daddy's cock and ride him while he twists my nipples and I grind my pussy on his toxic cock. I can turn around and ride you backwards so you can watch your Daddy deathcock go in and out of my neg boypussy. I also want to bend over the edge of the bed and take your infection from behind, with Daddy reaching around to play with my clitty and bleeding nipples and kissing my neck and ears, and I'll turn my head so Daddy can fuck my mouth with his tongue just like he fucks my pussy with his deathstick. After a good hard fucking, I want to clean off Daddy's cock and if you have to piss I'll look up into your eyes while your cock drains and gives me a belly full of toxic piss. I hope you'll leave my panties on and just pull them to one side while we make out on the couch watching porn and Daddy plays with my cunt, getting me wet and horny. Daddy can play with my little titties while he gets me ready for my toxic breeding. Then I'll pull my panties to one side and straddle Daddy's lap and ride his cock with my arms around my Daddy's neck and we can make out while I ride up and down on Daddy's cock like a good little whore. Daddy can reach behind me to get my ass spanked and sore. After he cums toxic spooge in my cunt, I hope I get more punishment, while Daddy takes his belt directly to my fucked out pussy hole, dripping with his poison cum until it's red and sore, then fucks me again while my assrim is raw and bleeding, letting the poison into my bloodstream, raping me like a chaser slut deserves. I like to be forced to fuck until my asshole edge is ripped so the fucking is really intense knowing your deadly cum is entering my bloodstream and when I cum I feel it in my sore nipples, raw asshole and stinging red butt cheeks and whipped thighs. I want you to rub your poison cum into my bleeding nipples so I can aborb it with my ass and my nipples. Then I hope Daddy will spoon with me while we drift off to sleep, and when Daddy's cock gets hard again during the night he can just lift one of my legs to open my well fucked, pozzed and loose pussy to fuck me again while I'm sleeping, and I'll wake up to the pain of my pussy being raped again and my nipples being twisted while Daddy forces my head around so he can rape my mouth with his tongue. Then I'll suck Daddy's cock clean and lick his balls and asshole until he's hard one more time and we can lay face to face, lift my leg and fuck nice and slow one more time while we kiss deeply and romantically, fucking me lovingly this time with long, slow strokes because now he knows he owns my now poz pussy, until Daddy's close to cumming his fatal cum, swimming with viruses, then rolling me onto my back, lifting my legs into the air and pounding my bitch ass and deep-cocking me until his balls swell and deliver another load of hot poz cum into my no-longer neg pussy, giving me a big shot of his special cum and injecting Daddy's DNA into my body so I absorb Daddy's cum into my bloodstream and he becomes part of me forever. Daddy will send me home with a sore ass, a raw and burning pussy and nipples and a well-fucked mouth and asshole and instructions on when to come back for more cum injections and punishment, after I get the fuckflu and the infection sets in deeply. Then, with my newly poz pussy ready for punishment and fucking, making me bend over a chair and count the strokes as I take my torture and rape, and a belt to my back and thighs as well, taking special care to make me spread my cheeks so Daddy can whip my newly baptized asshole directly. I'll suck Daddy's cock before I leave deep throat with my nose buried in his cock hair with its hidden biohazard tat, hidden beneath his thick musky cockhair so negs can't see it until it's too late. I bury my nose deeply and touch the poz-tat so I can smell his scent deep in my lungs, carrying his pheremones into my bloodstream and driving me mad with lust. Daddy can turn around and I'll spread his butt cheeks and push my tongue deep in Daddy's toxic asshole so his cock gets rock hard again, then Daddy will put my on my hands and knees and rim my poz pussy out, sucking out my now cum-filled cunt, swimming with a pint of viral cum and drawing the cum to the survace to get it wet for one more fuck before I leave. Daddy fucks me from behind, spanking my ass and getting it nice and red so my ride home it will sting and throb the entire way so I"ll remember the punishment. By then my panties will be soaked with Daddy's poz cum running out of my asshole so Daddy will have to fit me with a buttplug to keep his fresh, heavy viral load up inside me for the ride home, with instructions to wear it all day until I come back for more fucking so my pussy will be loose and ready for poz cock at all times. He'll push the buttplug in deep and even spank the buttplug to it's forced deep in my infected asshole while I take my punishment. Daddy clamps my nipples and hangs weights nipples and on my clitty and a tight cock ring around my balls while I take my spanking so the pain of my torture has me raw and ready to really feel the fucking I'm going to get, with Daddy's thick cock raping my ass while I moan and whimper like a little girl getting her pussy violated for the first time. Daddy tells me that from now on I don't have a cock, I have a clitty and tells me he's going to feminize me. He wants me to walk and talk like the faggot little girl I am and to moan and whimper while I take my punishment like a good little feminized faggot. He tells me I don't need balls anymore because I only live to service Daddy and since I don't need balls anymore he's going to have a doctor friend of his remove them so my cock shrinks down to the size of a little clitty just right for stroking and playing with while daddy licks my hole and then fucks me. Daddy tells me my days of fucking are over, that from now on I'm just a little fuck toy for Daddy and his friends, and when they come over Daddy pimps me out to them, making me service everyone's cock before bending over so they can fuck me one by one while the rest watch and one of them rapes my mouth while the rest take turns raping my asshole or beating me with a paddle or belt. If anyone needs to piss they will use me as a toilet boy, draining their balls and bladder into my belly until it's swollen with piss and cum. One of the men tells me to get in the bathtub, and tells me to pull my panties to one side so he can piss on my raw sore asshole so it burns, then turns me around to piss on my cock and balls trapped in the tight little girl panties, then he pisses on my raw nipples making them burn and then pisses on my face, I open my mouth to let his piss run into and out of my mouth, running down my face and getting my entire body covered with his piss. Then Daddy just pats me dry with towels so that I'm still covered with a layer of piss while he takes me back out to continue my punishment and face and pussy fucking by all his friends until all of their balls are drained of cum and it's running down the back of my leg. Daddy inserts my buttplug to keep all the men's cum inside me and sends me to bed to sleep until everyone leaves and he comes in to fuck my piss covered, cum filled ass. Maybe Daddy will eventually get another slave, and both of us will be filled with cum and Daddy will instruct me to suck the loads of hot cum out of the other slaves asshole and then spread my cheeks so he can clean my pussy, then line us up so we can get on our hands and knees side by side and kiss and lick each other's tongues while Daddy whips us both, then we lay on top of each other grinding our clitties together while Daddy gets on top, putting his cock first in one pussy then the other, taking turns fucking us. The lucky one will get Daddy's load and the other will get to suck it out his pussy while the other cleans Daddy's cock with his mouth. One of us will rim Daddy's ass while the other sucks his cock until he's rock hard again, then one of us will straddle and ride Daddy's cock while the other sit on Daddy's face so he can stick his tongue deep in his well-fucked cum filled pussy and we fuck and suck all night. Eventually both of us faggot girls are bred and knocked up with Daddy's hot cum and we live with well-spanked red asses, wearing only panties and little teddies and bras while we mince around the house, always ready to bend over the chair or the couch to receive more spanking and fucking or to drop to our knees to suck Daddy's cock or rim his asshole like good little slaves. I'd like Daddy to take me on a date to a drive in movie with me wearing just panties, a frilly bra and a little teddy nightgown. While people walked by we would make out and Daddy would feel me up while I tried to hold him off like a good girl who is taught not to let boys fuck her, but Daddy gets me hot and reaches inside my bra to pinch and twist my nipples until I'm so horny I stop resisting and let him finger bang my pussy. Then he pushes my head down into his lap and I suck his cock while people are walking past seeing the little slut whore sucking her Daddy's cock. Then we drive to the wooods and Daddy bends me over the fender, takes off his belt and whips my back, thighs and ass, taking special care to make me spread my cheeks so he can whip my asshole and get it raw so I'll really feel my fucking. The he puts me in the back seat on my back and takes my school girl cherry, just pushing my panties to the side so they rub my asshole raw while he fucks me deeply, taking my ass cherry and kissing me while I murmer how much I love my Daddy and how much I love his cock deep inside me. Daddy lifts my legs so he can see his cock going in and out of my stretched asshole, then rolls me over and I lay flat so he can enjoy my chubby red buttcheeks and eventually I feel hot ropes of cum shooting into me, covering the walls of my pussy with his hot cum that seeps into my womb finding my seed and getting me pregnant with my own Daddy's baby. I'll have to go to school with my belly swollen up so my panties don't fit anymoreand everyone knows I'm a slutty little whore. When Daddy picks me up from school I immediately bow my head into his lap so everyone sees me sucking his cock and knows my Daddy is the one who broke my cherry and knocked me up with his baby. I'll work hard to be a good wife to Daddy, sucking his cock regularly and taking spankings and fuckings several times a day. Any time Daddy has to piss he just pulls out his cock and I get down on my kness and look up directly into Daddy's eyes while he drains his bladder into my swollen belly, letting his cock spray into my cheek so I don't choke and feeling the piss run down my throat filling my belly with piss. I get used to being fucked by Daddy or rented out to his friends for constant fucking and sucking and any one of them can whip my ass almost bloody while I'm handcuffed to the rack Daddy keeps in his dungeon basement. Then I'm handcuffed to my wrists to my ankles over his torture sawhorse so he can give me an enema and then use all his toys on my ass, using a thin, long dildo to poke my prostate and milk shot after shot of um out of me (unless he has already decided to take my balls and feminize me into a eunuch fucktoy), taking time out to renew my red ass with more whippings. He uses a speculum to open my asshole wide and fills me with soapy water to clean my ass out good, then puts in a buttplug and forces me to hold it inside my pussy while he whips me again. Then he takes me in his shower and lets me drain my ass and clean the piss, blood and cum off me so I"m clean enough to take to his bed and after being such a good little whore and taking torture, fuckings and piss showers from so many men Daddy takes me to bed and makes love to me tenderly, we kiss licking each other's lips and sucking on Daddy's tongue as he kisses me like a teenage girl, very sweetly and gently, his mouth very wet and his saliva running down my throat until I'm begging for his cock. I lift my leg face to face, rubbing his cock on my clitty until hie's rock hard, then I reach down and direct into my pussy, and fact to face with one leg lifted up Daddy makes love to me, fucking me slowly, pulling his cock all the way out until I feel the rim bumping over my asslips, then pushing it slowly all the way balls deep until it hits my prostate with exquisite pain, by prostate is so swollen and painfully sore after all the fucking and cumming I've taken. Then looking deep into my eyes and kissing me romantically and lovingly he injects a long, continuous shot of cum into me, instead of a series of short shots, he lets go with one long rope of cum that is so big it foams up around his cock and is forced out of my ass around his cock because I'm filled ot the rim with cum. We keep kissing and nuzzling until Daddy's cock gets soft and comes out of my ass, then I turn my ass toward him and spoon while we drift off to sleep. Daddy will wake several times to lift my left, attach his sucking mouth to mine and suck my tongue while he continues to fuck me 3-4 times during the night and I sigh into his mouth as I feel yet another hot shot fill my pussy and I know I totally belong to Daddy and Im his willing submissive slave. Maybe next week Daddy will take me to the tattoo parlor and have big rings put into both my nipples, a stud in my tongue to stimulate men while I suck them, a permanent cock ring out on tightly so I'm always in a state of horniness, and a tramp stamp tattooed above my ass with Daddy's choice of a phrase, maybe Daddy's Little CumSlut and a very small tattoo with a broken cherry and a date, commemorating the day Daddy broke my cherry. Instead of playing the tattoo artist, Daddy has me suck him off while he tattoos my tramp stamp, so that any time I go to the beach in my little speedo everyone will know I'm a queer cocksucker who takes loads up his ass. Then Daddy sits down, has me sit on his cock while I get my nipples pierced, kissing me deeply while the needle goes into and through my nipples, then a thick ring is inserted so my nipples will be swollen and sore all the time. After all the sucking and twisting and pulling on my nipples, I've started developing little breasts like a teenage whore for Daddy to fondle and suck while warming me up for a fuck. Daddy makes me wear a collar and a g-string and takes me to a gay bar where he shows me off to all the horny faggots there. He gets a booth and has me get under the table and suck everyone's cock while they drink. Eventually one of them asks to take me to the parking lot and a train of 4-5 men take turns gang-banging me and one inserts a buttplug so I'll be walking around full of toxic mancum. Eventually Daddy decides that I not only don't need balls, I don't need a clitty anymore and has my balls and cock removed so I'm a smooth little eunuch. I can still cum when Daddy hits my prostate with his cock and toys, but eventually he decides I"m getting too mcuh pleasure out of my nipples and removes those also, and threatens ot remove my prostate as well, keeping me in a constant state of fear and awe of Daddy and how he has modified my body to be his permanent little whore slut, only fit for getting fucked and pleasing me iwth my ass and mouth. I am content with my fate because I know I'm a worthless little slut and my entire life is dedicated to pleasing Daddy and getting fucked by him and his friends and constantly full of poison cum in my ass and belly.

I registered on the site requesting the next horse market in Cleveland as a fresh meat red hooded mare. Just reading the FAQs has my pussy so horny. My perfect fantasy event. In real life. Go away Covid.

I was invited to one of these in the US sadly I couldn’t make it.

A DL married guy HMU in an app. Typical no pic no info but sent his ass in message. I was on my way to work but made a pit stop. Walked in pleasantly surprised by a hot little otter. Stripped him down and found a 6” uncut cock to go with his hot little ass. He sat on the edge of the bed while I tucked his face for a while then rolled him back and ate his ass. Then stood up putting out cocks together. His was totally hidden behind mine and he was begging for my big dick. I started sliding my cock over his wet hole as he moaned and begged for it. I asked if he wanted my big cock and he moaned yes. I pulled back and gave him another view of my cock against his and told him to look at that big cock because it’s going to be in you. Then began just pressing my cock against his hole slowly sliding deeper and deeper as he stretched around me. Finally I just kept constant pressure and slide halfway in as he gasped omg, fuck me. I fucked him on his back over the edge of the bed then rolled him to his side with a leg over my shoulder and fucked him, then both legs over my shoulders and ass up, turned him around and fucked him doggy before pushing his head down and getting in the bed straddling him pile driving my cock into his ass. I pushed him down and payed I too it him slowly fucking him as I wispered into his ear asking if he wanted my cum. He started to beg for it. I began stroking harder and faster building up my load and told him he was going to get it and dumped my cum in him. I kept fucking to churn it up and watch my dick pulling my cum out with each stroke, when I pulled out I rolled him on his back and fingered his cummy hole and told him to cum for me. He nestled into my shoulder and began to jerk off as I fingered his hole until he blew his load over his and my chest. Super hot detour before work. Hope he HMU again when his wife is gone and he’s working from home. that was my first hook up and load dumped in months. I’m liking being vaccinated 🙂

Relative to some other stories I have read here, this one is going to seem rather ordinary, but for me at the time these events were not. This is a true story. After these events, I continued to live a normal, hetero life while submitting to my darker hungers whenever called upon to do so as I have up to this day. I was 19 and in my second year at university. I was a shy, introverted sort of guy (still am) but masked it effectively and, as a result, moved easily between tribes first in high school and later at the university I attended. I was tall, 6' with long, dirty blond hair and a dry, muscular physique. I was successful with girls largely on the strength of my ability to charm just about anyone. I was working my second year as a hotel clerk in a very large downtown hotel in the center of the city. My boss was a very handsome and sophisticated guy, 33 years old, guy who lived an openly gay lifestyle with a rich lover. I certainly had no issues with his sexuality and just enjoyed working with him. Over time, along with other staff, we began to hang out. Going to bars both straight and gay to drink and dance in the early hours of the morning after our shifts had ended. In those days, I was living with my girlfriend from high school (we'd been dating for three years) who was attending a college in the same town. Jon, my boss, asked me if I could help him move some furniture from his parents place in a nearby city to his lover's house during an upcoming weekend. I spoke to my girlfriend about it and she thought it was fine. She would just go home to visit her parents that weekend. The drive up to his parents' place in the rental truck was relaxed and easy. We arrived just after lunch and quickly got all his stuff loaded and secured in the back of the truck. We then headed to the hotel where Jon checked us into a twin bedded room before we went to get some dinner. In a gesture of gratitude, Jon treated me to a great steak dinner with wine and then drinks on the outdoor terrace before we headed back to the hotel for the night. I was feeling the booze but still wanted to smoke some weed before going to bed. Once in the room, we watched a bit of TV and I asked Jon if it would be okay if I smoked a joint on the balcony. He told me it was fine and I got my kit and rolled myself a joint before heading outside. Enjoying my toke in the warm summer breeze I quickly felt the buzz come on to me and after finishing my joint, sort of stumbled a bit as I entered the room again with a wide grin on my face. Jon just laughed and told me I looked pretty stoned. I told him he was absolutely right. Awkwardly, I pulled my t-shirt off stumbling and hitting the side of my bed almost falling over before managing to get it all off. I then kicked off my sneakers forgetting to take my socks off and dropped my shorts leaving my boxers on. I then layed down on top of the bedspread and promptly fell asleep. I awoke some time later to an incredible sensation. I will still solidly stoned so it took me a bit of time to realize that my boss had pulled my shorts off and was now sucking my cock. I lifted my head heavily and looked down to see him swallowing my entire cock as he sucked on it. He looked up and smiled. I tried to lift myself up but he pressed down on my chest and I relented, enjoying the most incredible sensation I had ever felt. Of course I'd had my cock sucked by my girlfriends, but never like this. Gently, Jon pushed my legs up and began to lick my ass. Again, I was experiencing something sexual like nothing I had ever felt before. Somewhere in my head a voice was telling me that this was wrong, that this was gay, that this was not something I was into. But my body was ignoring that voice with my moans and complete submission the proof of it. Jon then slid up the length of my body and lay on top of me. Again, I tried to lift myself but he easily held me down. He tried to kiss me, the rough, unshaven scratching of his beard against my face a strange sensation. I turned my head away from him but he grabbed my face and held me, his lips hard against mine. I relented and his tongue entered my mouth as I found myself surrendering to his kiss. His tongue was so much larger and longer than that of any girl I had ever kissed. I realized this must be how it feels for my girlfriend when I kissed her. However foggy my head, I was enjoying this and at some point just decided to let whatever happened, happen. I began to respond to his kiss and wrapped my arms around him, surprised at the hair on his back. "I knew you wanted this" I remember him telling me. I moaned in reply as I opened and lifted my legs to him in what seemed a natural response. His hard and substantial cock pressed against my ass as he kissed me while slowly humping against me. He broke the kiss and lifted himself off me. I just lay back with my eyes closed as I felt him leave the bed. I opened my eyes to see him with a facecloth and a small bottle he was wetting it with. A strong chemical smell filled the room. "This is going to help you relax and enjoy yourself more" I remember him telling me as he climbed back on top of me and held the facecloth to my nose and mouth. Initially, I sort of panicked and tried to get up off the bed, but Jon held the facecloth against my mouth and nose while pressing his weight down on me. Stoned as I was, I was not much of a coordinated match for him and as I inhaled, the effect of the poppers rolled over me causing me to slump back down onto the bed. "You like that boy?" he whispered to me as he began to dry hump me again with his big cock. I remember just moaning and feeling overwhelmed by an intense sexual hunger. He continued to hold the facecloth on my face with one hand as he lifted himself and spat into his other hand several times, spreading his spit on my asshole. The sensation was incredible and I would rock my ass to meet his slick hand. When he slid first one wet finger then another into me I responded by trying to fuck his hand. The poppers were providing a relentless rush and I could feel my heart pounding in my head. Jon spat into his hand several more times and then I felt the heat of his cock at my asshole. I inhaled deeply as I surfed on a wave of sexual hunger. He gently pressed himself into me, resting his weight on my hips. I felt a stab of sharp pain as his swollen cock head slipped in past my anus. I could hear him spitting and thick gobs of spit hitting my ass and balls as he continued to push himself into me. He grabbed my hips and lifted me thrusting forward at the same time. I gasped and cried out. He pressed the facecloth onto my face, holding it there as I inhaled the fumes as he slowly began to slide his cock in and out of my hole. In my drugged state I came to an immediate realization. I wanted to be fucked, I loved being fucked, I needed to be fucked. I responded to his considerate motions by lifting my ass to meet his cock. "You like that cock inside you boy?" he asked softly. "Yesssss" I replied the word trailing off to a sigh. He stopped moving and I groaned as he removed the facecloth from over my mouth and nose and again sprinkled it with poppers before putting it back on my face. I inhaled deeply and lifted my ass to feel his cock slide into me. "You're a fucking whore boy" he hissed. Those words seemed to set off a hidden circuit in my brain that electrified my entire body and I moaned loudly as the full meaning of them sunk in. Jon seemed to pick on this and began fucking me harder and faster, thrusting more deeply into me. His eight inch cock was now sending jabs of pain through me each time he bottomed out into my hole. The pain was somehow pleasurable to me and I wanted more of it as I hungrily tried to ram against his thrusts. "What a fucking slut" he continued as his fucking grew harder, more brutal. I responded by moaning and inhaling deeply from the poppers soaked facecloth. Fuck, I could not get enough of the sensation of his cock inside me. He began fucking me faster now, ever harder, ever more brutally. "I'm going to cum inside you bitch. I'm going to breed your faggot hole slut, I want you to beg me for it, beg for my seed you cum slut" he hissed as sweat began dripping of his face onto my chest. "Fuck me" I moaned. "Cum inside me, please" I begged. "Cum inside me, cum inside me, please, cum inside me, cum inside me..." I kept repeating as I struggled to meet the hard thrusts of his cock into me. "I'm going to seed you bitch and I then I will own you, I will own you completely, do you understand me whore?" he continued as I began wincing with each painful thrust into me. "Do you understand bitch!" he yelled. "Yes....yes.....I under....stand....owned....you own.....me.....please....cum inside me....own....me" I answered to the rhythm of his thrusts. He growled and slammed into me then held his cock deep inside me as he began to fire his load into me. He gripped me by the neck and began to squeeze, choking me as he trust again, shooting more of his seed into me. Between the poppers soaked facecloth and his choking I began to feel the room slipping away from me. He slammed once more into me and I felt like I was peeing then felt like I was blacking out. A moment later I was coming back again from the darkness. Jon had removed the facecloth and now rested the full weight of his body, moist with sweat, on top of mine. He put his hand around my throat again and squeezed gently. "You liked that didn't you whore" he whispered softly then kissed me. "Yes, I liked it" I replied, my voice betraying the exhaustion of what I had experienced. He squeezed my throat a little harder. "I own you now. You are my whore and my slut and you will learn to do whatever I want, whenever I want it. Are we clear?" "Yes, we're clear." I replied in resignation of what I had accepted I had become. He released my throat and lifted himself off me, pulling his cock from my ass as he did so. I plopped out heavily and I felt a wetness leak from me. Jon reached between my legs and scooped up some of the cummy filth and brought it to my lips. I opened my mouth and he gave me his slime covered fingers to suck. In that final surrender I knew I had truly accepted to engage upon that downward path the destination of which I could not yet know.

Exciting

I wonder how long before Topher Dimaggio bottoms for Treasure Island. He would be a hot hole.

One of the gay campgrounds in Michigan has a mud pit. Any time I've been there, there are always a steady stream of men coating each other or themselves--and getting off on it. Just like with piss--sometimes they are naked before they apply the mud--and sometimes they are fully dressed. I would do the totally covered in Crisco scene with a group of fisters in a heartbeat.

I would not say a turn off, but just to be practical here having sex/playing with a versatile guy for me would not work, at all, unless he was able to tap into his inner sub that he is not aware of yet and completely and wholeheartedly submit to my desires and needs. I cannot see that ever materialising. I NEVER get fucked nor do I ever touch or look at a dick let alone suck it. As a Dom I am in charge the entire time a pig is in my company, and that includes ME doing the fucking when I am INSIDE of his cunt; that means he does not move his hips at all. Greedy bottoms yes please, power bottoms, no thanks. The older I have become I realise that even someone who is 100% bottom no longer does it for me, I NEED someone who is a true sub, then I can have the FUN that I really need!

I would love to see a video where you start out with a typical bondage set up, and once they get bottom tied into his restraints the original tops leave the film an a Groupon of guys with biohazard tats take over.

TIM was clearly successful in their market. It's been going on a lot longer than a year, but my impression is that they stuck to a formula, and formulas tend to result in the same thing over and over. The worst thing in commercial porn is pulling out to cum. Or maybe even a bit worse is what a lot of European studios seem to do: pull-out to jack in a bottom's mouth.

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…”

Do you think my hole is too small for your cock?

Little red @subBottomKink riding hood! 😉 Sir couldn't have you in a white hood, that would just not do at all. I would want to see your cunt dripping with cum! 💦💦

Thanks for finding it. That is such a hot clip. I love seeing young guys being slutty cumdumps.

One of many goals for 2021 - To have a caged sub in a Jockstrap, blindfolded, and kneeling before Sir, although I'll be in full Leather Gear! 🐷

12... i was playing with a friend of school (also 12) in an old empty building when we found some sex mags... we started jerking off... i ask him if i could suck him but he said no and left... i continued jerking off... then 3 skater boys (around 19-20) came walking in... one said: you can suck us... i wanted to leave but they forced me to suck them... one of them also fucked me and came inside me... the next 3 years they used me several times...

last Monday evening on heath. strapped to tree and flogged. ff and tied ito a slung up hammock and took every load going. went back a couple of days later and an art fair was going on. no chance

A thank you from a good cum slut would be one that pushes my cum out of their hole, just for me to shove back into their gut. Biggest turn on for a top.

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Eddie: Oh little boy what'd you think I meant when I said I was gonna smear. Your. walls. He kept his fuck at the pace he had set before he came inside me. Eddie: Did you think I was gonna shot your little baby prostate with my warm cream. Feel it baby? Feel it splashing around down there as I fuck it into you some more. Go ahead look down at it pig, it's okay. I was still angry that this man came in me, knowing I wanted him I use a condom. But when I looked down I noticed I was stroking my own cock furiously. And when he pulled his dick out of me and I saw it all creamy above my bare hole. Jacob: Oh please push it back in! Eddie: Oh straight boy that is what I want to hear. Keep looking down at it. Watch me put it into you. He held my ankles up still and I grabbed him by his strong hips and looked as he pushed his raw cock into me. Eddie: Don't have any more hang ups about getting fucked without the condom now do you? You feel like a pig don't you. He looked up at him as he pumped his cum into me at a slower pace even though I was still jerking like I had a shakeweight. Eddie: Come on straight boy, answer me. Jacob: Please, oh please just keep! Eddie: Keep what faggot. Jacob: Just don't stop. Fucking me! Eddie: What about the condom. Jacob: Fuck it! Fuck the condom please don't stop. Eddie: Turn over pig. I sprang up fast and got on my knees. Eddie: Present that pussy to me. Crawl back towards my dick. I crawled towards him hole first. Eddie: Now tell me what you need. Jacob: I need you to fuck me please! Eddie: Stroke your little cock son, use your other hand to spread that pig hole. --- Eddie: Fuck that's still so perfect. He grabbed me by my hips. Eddie: Tell me it's okay to go in raw. Stroking my cock harder I pushed onto him but he kept pulling away. I got harder anticipating his fuck. Jacob: Please please do it! He spanked me hard. Eddie: Stop playing! What is it you fucking want! Jacob: FUCK MY PIG HOLE. He pushed the tip in. Jacob: Please please fuck it. He took it out and spanked me again, surely leaving a red hand print. Eddie: Boy do you want this dick tonight or not? He pressed the tip in again and swayed it back and forth. I stroked my smaller cock while I was still face down, reaching back with my other hand and opening my hole for him. Eddie: Do you feel my cum still sitting there? I did feel it on the tips of my fingers. And I stroked a little harder cuz of it. Eddie: I wanna put more inside of you baby. I arched my back a little lower. Jacob: please do. Eddie: Huh? Jacob: please do! Eddie: Do what now pig? He slammed his hard cock into me balls deep and pulled out. I groaned and tried to run away but he held me close for his swift movement. And I missed him as soon as he left me. Eddie: A little something like that? Jacob: Yes Sir please! Fuck me raw just like that! Eddie: There's my permission. And he slammed back into me and didn't stop this time. He grabbed me by my hips and just moved my body back and forth on his member. Eddie: Oh fuck I love slut boys. I'm not leaving until I paint these walls again baby is that okay? Jacob: Yes! It is please that's what I want from you! He started to long stroke me slowly. Eddie: But you want to cum too don't you baby? Jacob: I do, but I want more of you. Eddie: Oh faggot you have me, you have me balls deep. He smacked the back of my head as he pounded his meat into my new wet boy pussy. Eddie: Not a fucking straight boy now are you! I moaned as his fuck got nastier. Eddie: Are you faggot? Not a straight boy anymore! Jacob: Oh no sir! Fuck my hole for me. Make us feel so good! Eddie: Fucking love converting straight boys. Jacob: I'm gonna cum Sir! Eddie: Me too faggot. He pumped me more viciously as we both released our climax. I sprayed down in a stream as I felt the first hit of his cum go up in my guts. Eddie: Oh that puss is good. Now you can say you're a bareback slut. He left the room, leaving me face down on the bed and with a dripping hole. I could both feel and see it leaking out of my ass from this position. There was a steady stream of it. He had said it was a two week load. I stood up with shaking legs and felt the cum run down my legs now. ~~ On the drive home I felt so dirty but I felt so good. I had showered while I was still there but I still felt his cum bubbling in my ass. If I had one regret about the night, it would be that I didn't grab Colin's load too. _________ Another story finished, hope you all enjoyed.

Sorry it took so long to get this out there. It's just tough with so much going on in life, right now. I spent most of whatever free time I had reading, as opposed to writing. I may have just one more installment after this, more like an epilogue. Thanks for the love and encouragement. Hope you guys enjoyed it. I particularly enjoyed writing out some of the raunchier elements with this, so my next project might be more focused on man scents. --- As soon as Joey left, I texted Carlos to let him know what happened and he told me he’d be on the lookout for Joey’s text. In the meantime, I went about work before prepping for the night. I got the text from both Carlos and Joey at the same time while I was prepping myself. Joey merely said to be ready tonight because he found someone who was interested. Carlos said he could wait for us to give Joey his third Poz load. My cock would not go down as I waited the rest of the day thinking about what Carlos said. Even if I wasn’t the one pozzing him, I was definitely complicit in the act. I wondered whether the old me would have ever thought something like this was arousing. Would I have been disgusted with myself. It didn’t really matter, my raging hard on told me. I was already in too deep. Joey walked in with the air of excitement. I could see it in his smile and instead of warming my heart, it warmed my groin. “Hi babe,” he greeted me. “I hope you’re ready. He should be coming over soon.” “I think I’m ready. I hope you are.” I leaned into his face for a kiss and pulled his hips into mine, grinding my hard cock into his own. We made out, arousal at our upcoming event fueling the fire of our sexual drives. Joey pulled my shirt off and I got a whiff of my pits. I didn’t bother washing because I had a feeling Carlos would appreciate it, but I saw the brief stink-face from Joey. I kissed him again to take his mind off of that. This night wasn’t about what he was into. Just then, the buzzer rang. Joey walked over to open the door and there stood Carlos. He looked sexy in a white tee and those loose fitting pants as he walked in. He looked from Joey to me and smirked. “Hey, I’m Carlos,” he ‘introduced’ himself as he shook my hand. The pretense of It all made me anxious and horny. He shook Joey’s hand, too. To his credit, Joey acted quite natural as though he hadn’t met him before. “I’m Joey,” he said plainly. “I’m the one who you spoke to. And this is my boyfriend, Andy.” “You guys seem pretty hot,” Carlos said as he brushed his hand across his chest. “I like that you guys are open to playing around.” “Well, we’ve been strictly monogamous until today,” I mentioned. I scanned Joey’s face to see if that statement was lost on him. Again, to his credit, he didn’t seem phased. Which only served to fuel my fire. “But I’d love to watch you work his ass over.” “Oh really,” he quipped as he moved closer to me and pulled my head in for a deep kiss. My eyes closed briefly and I brought my hand down to grope his cock through his pants as our tongues intertwined. After breaking our kiss, I noticed Joey’s eyes a bit dimmed but they lit up again as Carlos moved towards him. Joey led the way as all three of us moved into my bedroom. He stood at the foot of the bed, sandwiched between me and Carlos. I lifted his shirt off as Joey did the same to Carlos. They made out as I undid Joey’s belt, pulling his pants down and helping him step out of them. I stood up and Joey crouched down to take off Carlos’s pants and admire the poison package. Carlos grinned and looked up at me. He reached for my shirt and pulled up. With my arms up, he caught a whiff of my scent and dove in with a “fuck yeah” and lapped at my pit. Joey had just worked the cock into his mouth at that point and Carlos seemed in heaven, switching over to my other ripe pit. He came up for air and I pulled him into a kiss, tasting my scent on his lips. Both of us breathed in the musk, panting as we made out while Joey worked on Carlos’s now rock hard cock. “Take off those pants and sit on the bed,” Carlos whispered huskily. I positioned myself at the head while Carlos pried Joey from his dick. He lifted him from the floor and guided him by the shoulders towards the bed. Joey crawled towards my cock, which left his ass in the air. As Joey started licking my balls, Carlos leaned in and started to lick his ass. It was such a turn on watching as Carlos ate with fervor at my boyfriend’s hole. “Mmm delicious,” Carlos said as he came up for air and started whacking his hard cock on Joey’s ass. He looked into my eyes and saw the hunger. “I can’t wait to fill it up.” Joey lifted his head off my cock and motioned for the condoms. He looked at me and said, “Thank you. I needed this.” I assume he meant the threesome. “I know. I need this just as much if not more,” I replied, referring in my own head to watching him unknowingly being loaded with poz cum. I gave him the condom so he could put it on Carlos. Carlos looked at me smiling as he spun Joey towards my hard cock, shoving his face down on it. Carlos pulled hard on the condom to snap it, as I’d already made sure they were easy to break. I handed over the lube and Carlos applied a generous amount to his cock and to Joey’s ass, shoving his fingers in to get more in there. I could have sworn I felt Joey squirm a bit. His mouth bit down on my cock a bit as I watched Carlos piston his fingers in and out. He pulled his fingers out and showed me his nails were long. It all made sense. Carlos aimed his cock at Joey’s hole and slid in easily with all the lube. I was hard as a rock knowing he was taking my boyfriend’s ass raw. Joey moaned into my cock as he was filled with that poz cock. I didn’t want to cum yet, so I pulled Joey off and kissed him. It was more of an animal kiss than a lover’s. Carlos gripped his hair and pulled him up to kiss him, too. I took that chance to get off the bed and get underneath both Joey and Carlos so I could watch that scorpion tail sting its prey. I was rock hard and drooling as I saw Carlos pull all the way out and slide all the way back in raw. He pushed Joey’s face down into a pillow and started plowing his way through that cheating ass. His ass juices and lube were splashing onto my face. I got up as Carlos looked into my eyes and winked. He pulled me in for a deep kiss. As animalistic as this one was, I couldn’t help but feel something I felt was missing from when Joey and I kissed. We shared something deeper in this passionate kiss. We broke our kiss as he used one hand to guide my head to look at his cock. His thrusting pace slowed considerably. He wasn’t pulling all the way out, but after a few more thrusts he pulled all the way out and pushed my head down to his cock. I could taste his musk and separate it from Joey’s ass juices. I could taste his cum. He’d unloaded in Joey’s ass. I lifted off his cock and stuck my face in Joey’s ass. I ran my tongue across the abused hole and pushed in. Some of Carlos’s poz cum leaked into my mouth and I moaned. Carlos made a show of getting another condom as he tossed the broken one from his cock into the trash so that Joey could see him as he handed it to me. I quickly went to work putting it on myself and “making myself comfortable”. Carlos came behind me and licked his tongue up my crack as I slid myself into Joey’s wet, used hole. I felt myself shiver as I could feel his tongue lap up my musky ass, working its way into my hole. I shivered, too, as I could feel his cum/lube mixture in Joey’s ass as I fucked my little whore. I shivered more as I felt Carlos kiss his way up my ass and back towards my neck. Maybe it’s cold in heaven. He tossed an open condom wrapper past me onto the bed. Joey looked back and saw him standing behind me and leaning forwards, kissing my neck. He saw my eyes glaze over with lust as I thrust into him with Carlos moving closer. He saw my gasp as Carlos snapped his hips against my ass. He heard me moan as Carlos thrust into me, which led me to thrust into Joey. I reached around to jerk off Joey’s cock and Joey turned his head back to the pillow and began moaning, opening his ass up for me. As Carlos tongued my earlobe, he paused there while continuing to fuck my ass. “This is so hot. You look so hot fucking him. I love your hole. It feels so nice in here.” I moaned hearing these words as he spoke them with a seductive whisper. “How does it feel, fucking your own load into his ass. Feels good, doesn’t it? God, you look so hot. Don’t you wish you were pozzing him, too? Wouldn’t that be hot?” His questions burned in my mind, fueling my fuck. I did think it would be hot. I did wish I was pozzing him. “Fuuuuuuck,” was all I could manage to say. I felt Joey’s ass clench as he reached orgasm. It drove me over the edge as I unloaded in him. I slammed each load into him, hoping he would be pozzed for all of his life. As I clenched up for that final blow, I felt Carlos’s arm across my chest. He pulled me into his cock and I naturally bent over to open my ass for him. I felt him shake as he held onto me. I realized I was shaking a bit, too. Carlos recovered first, pulling out of me. He helped me pull out of Joey and leaned in to lick Joey’s ass clean. He then moved to suck my cock clean of juices. Then he sat up and I saw his cock. I’m not sure I was surprised, but there it was in all it’s glory – with a broken condom on it. I leaned down to suck it clean and removed the evidence. Carlos took it and the one that was on me and tossed them in the trash. He lay down on the bed on that side as I slid up next to him, sort of squeezing Joey out to the other side of the bed. Carlos wrapped his arm around me and I felt myself melt into him. I closed my eyes and slept.

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After several agonizing minutes, I saw them both back on screen. Joey wasted no time and went in for a kiss while grabbing the latin man's dick through his boxers. Poz latin grabbed Joey's shirt and pulled it off. He pushed him onto the bed and quickly yanked on Joey's pant legs to pull off his unhooked jeans. He wasn't even wearing any underwear. My poz latin man crawled between Joey's legs and kissed his thighs, eliciting seductive looks with lip biting from Joey. I watched with fascination as my poz latin moved from the thighs to Joey's dick, licking first the balls and then sucking to full erection. He moved to kiss up Joey's chest and nipple and even moved to his armpits. He pulled back and made a face and I heard him say "deodorant". Joey smiled awkwardly and the poz latin smiled back and pulled both Joey's legs up on his shoulders leaning in for a kiss, which put Joey's ass in the right position for him to grind his dick on. He had to have gotten hard and I heard their moans for a couple of minutes as I stroked my own cock wondering if Joey would let him in raw. As I had expected, Joey pushed on my latin man's chest and said, "wait, I have a condom in my jeans." As he got up to grab it from the floor, my man grabbed a bottle of lube from the desk. Standing on his knees on the bed, he watched as Joey crawled back on with condom in hand. He sucked his dick for a bit, though it was more like he was being skull fucked. Joey removed the condom and handed it to my poz latin, then flipped around to face the other way. I watched as the latin squirted some lube on his hand and rubbed it briefly on his cock before wiping his hand on Joey's ass. He put the condom on, making a show of it and smiling at the camera. Joey looked back to see him squirting lube on his covered dick and then moving to finger lube into Joey's hole. "Ow," he cried as my latino's fingers dug in. I saw him pull his fingers out and wipe his hands on a hand towel on the table. I watched him line his cock up behind Joey and then push in. Gasps escaped Joey's mouth as my latin man didn't stop until he bottomed out. He didn't wait for Joey to get used to his dick, just started thrusting into him. I saw him add more lube and then run his hands down Joey's back to his shoulders, pushing them down while Joey lifted his ass up, letting him enter more. "Fuck yeah, like that, you feel so tight. I bet you love this thick dick ripping you apart." Joey could do more than groan in reply. His head flopped over to face the camera and I could see his eyes scrunched up. He was in pain, I could tell. Yet he was loving the torture. The latin leaned back and grabbed his phone from the table. He fucked more and aimed his phone at the action and pulled all the way out. I watched as he pulled the condom tighter on his dick and saw it give. He pulled the latex back up to his head and added more lube before going back in, all one handed as his phone recorded the action up close. His thrusts this time looked more purposeful. Or maybe that was just me. I looked at Joey's face again and he still had his eyes shut, though he seemed to be enjoying it more. I watched as my poz latin built up to a frenzy before it looked like he finally came. His last few thrusts being deep and hard. He was still recording as he pulled out, still hard, the condom bunched up at the base of his dick. He rubbed Joey's ass and back as he aimed the phone at Joey's hole. He fingered it and smiled, pleased by his work. I saw Joey's eyes open and my heart skipped a beat at being caught, but they closed once more when he aimed his dick back in and thrust once or twice and pulled out again. He put his phone down under the pillow and then entered him again, this time reaching under Joey with both hands to bring him up to a kneeling position, his back pressed against the poz man's chest. He reached down to Joey's dick with one hand and rubbed Joey's chest with the other as he thrust into him, fucking him while jerking him off. Joey's load came quick, shooting high. his deep breathing and moans were warning enough that they sat back on their feet and leaned back so the cum could shoot high and onto Joey's chest and face. As that all happened, my poz latin looked right at the camera and winked. That set me off and I came all over my chest, the first spurt hitting my chin. I cleaned up with a hand towel as I watched him push Joey face down on the bed again. He pulled out completely and reached under the pillow and pulled out what looked like like a used condom that was tied off. He held it to his own cock as he peeled off the broken one and then hid the broken one back under his pillow. "Fuck that was amazing man," he said. Joey looked up at him and nodded, hardly able to say a word. He watched as the poz latin threw the full condom in the trash can and then lay his head back down. After Joey caught his breath, he cleaned up and went on his way.

Quinn I've just had the most intense orgasm ever and feel as if I'm floating. I've never had my cock in anything other then my hand since all the guys with whom my mom made me sleep had with just wanted to fuck me. A couple of them would fondle my cock, but like I said before they'd just do or say anything to appease their conscientious. None of them actually cared if I felt good, they just wanted to unload inside me, but at this moment there was an amazing man sitting on my cock which was shoved all the way inside his ass. I would never have believed that anyone could get that much dick in his ass. For fucks sake. If I lined-up along his stomach it would be past his navel. I looked-up and he was grinning ear to ear, still swiveling his hips and obviously enjoying himself. At that moment I remembered something Jason had done to me that felt awesome, so I decided to give it a try. I pulled down on his hips and make my cock jump inside him. This had the effect I intended: Jason took a sudden intake of breath, his head fell forward, followed by a very loud "Oh Fuck! You're a fast learner young man. Remember that for later." Jason starts to rise up off my dick but I hold onto his hips and lifted my hips with his motion I stayed lodged all the way in, asking "What, can't wait to get away from me now that you've taken my virginity?" "You learn way to fast and you ARE EVIL." With that, Jason leaned forward, planting a deep kiss on my lips. Then before I knew what he had in mind, he pulled off of my dick, which, with a loud thump, smacked against my stomach. "Damn, and you said I was evil!" "Yep. Guess we're two peas in a pod and deserve each other." He grinned down at me and then stood-up, stepping off the bed and offered me his hand. I grabbed his hand and he helped pull me out of bed. Once I was on my feet he pulled me into his embrace and held me. "I'm glad your here. I've been worried about you since I saw those welts on your back. I don't know what I would have done is someone and taken things to far and seriously hurt you," and with that he tightened his arms around me. I felt safe and comfortable. We rocked back and forth for a few seconds, but my ornery streak came out again. "Well, if all we're going to do is stand around, we should of stayed in bed with my dick inside your ass." Jason chuckled and responded, "Yep. You're evil alright. Guess I'll have to keep you around to protect the rest of the world from your wickedness." "Ok, I can live with that." Again I hugged him and Jason returned my hug with the suggestion "Why don't you jump in the shower while I make the bed. I'll join you in just a second." "Sounds good to me." Once in the shower with the water running through my hair everything starts to sink in. I was in love with a man who was HIV+ and who had 13 years on me, and that he had probably infected me or at least started to. I knew I could still get to the clinic and get medicine to stop it. Do I want to? I hollered "Hey Jason, can I use your shampoo?" "Sure." Do I have to get HIV to stay with him? I poured shampoo into my hand and start to lather up. Couldn't we just use protection? And I think about how it felt last night. How he was so patient and how incredible it felt to have him bare inside me. Was that because I loved him or does the condom deaden sensation, or was it both? I rinsed my hair, and again called-out "Can I use your body wash?" Again, "Sure." I wondered if there was a medication I could take so I could stay negative, even if we didn't use condoms. "Where are the wash cloths or can I...." I jumped as Jason opens the shower door, pointing to the loofah. "See that? That's ours." He points to the shampoo "and that? Yeah that's OURS too, as is the conditioner and ever other product in this bathroom." With that, he slapped my ass adding "This, now this, is mine as is this" he announced, wrapping his hand around my dick, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Hmm, well, that works both ways right?" "It certainly does. Both your ass and mine belong to me, as does your dick and my dick." "OH that's just wrong," and we both laughed. I soaped-up as Jason washed his hair. A million thoughts were racing through my mind as I tried to organize them. We danced around the shower stall, alternating between getting wet and rinsing off. Finally I was done and made to step out of the shower, but Jason reached-out and lightly grasps my elbow, and, as I turned to see what he wanted, he leaned forward and kissed me. Then he leaned his forehead against mine, looked me in the eyes saying "Somebody thinks you're special." There was absolutely no doubt in my mind who that somebody was. "You know I think that same somebody thinks you're special too. OH wait. I mean I think your special or somebody ... oh damn, I totally blew that didn't I?" Jason was downright laughing his ass off, saying "Actually, baby that was just perfect. Okay, more immediate, I put your clothes in the dryer but that's going to take some time so I laid out a pair of sweats on the bed for you. The bottoms will be long but the top should be just fine. There's also underwear in the dresser across from the bed. You might want to wear some with the sweats," winking at me, then with a final peck he turned back into the spray to finish his shower. Once in the bedroom I headed for the dresser, where in the first drawer, I found socks so I closed it and went on to the next one, which, as it turned-out, contained more different kinds of underwear than I had ever seen. Looks like someone has a thing for underwear, I thought. I couldn't help but grin as I looked through boxers, jocks, g-strings, and ass-less shorts. Now that looks like it could be fun, I thought to myself. Choosing a pair, I quickly put them on and I was dressed by the time Jason came in from the bathroom. "You find everything ok?" "Yep but took me forever to wade through all the underwear. I swear a couple of them tried to grab me and drag me into the drawer." Jason turns beet red "Yeah I kind of have an underwear thing." "Kind of? That's way more then kind of." "So which ones did you get?" He reached around me began to slide his hands down the back of the sweat pants. "Oh no." I push him back "if your a good boy I'll show you later." "What if I'm bad?" "Then I'll let you touch them." "You know I'm going to be VERY bad?" "Yup. I kind of planned on it when I picked them." Jason raised an eye brow "Oh really??" as he stepped towards me. "Ah ahh aha. NO touchy till later," I admonished, grinning ear to ear. "Fine," Jason replied, turning towards the dresser. "Hold on one sec mister," I said as I reached past him into the drawer with all the underwear, grabbing probably the sexiest jock I had ever seen, suggesting "You get to wear that." "Oh really, picking out my clothing for me now. Soon people will be accusing us of being an old married couple." His words raced through my head. A married couple? All I could do was stand there. "Hey, hey. It's just a saying, okay? I kind of thought that was a good thing." I could clearly hear the hurt in his voice. Looking right into his face I stated "It is love. You just caught me by surprise. I just never expected anyone would want..." It was hard for me to finish, but I spit out the obvious words "...the whore's son." "Love, I very much want you and I'm tired of this self-description as the whore's son. You are now my man and that takes precedence. Even as we speak my DNA is combining with yours. So can we drop that awful phrase, and can you just be content to be my Quinn?" Jason reached for me and this time I let my body fold against his chest. "Yeah, I think I can do that." But as I leaned against him, I couldn't stop thinking about his reference to DNA, and how our DNA was now combining in my body. I wanted to be Jason's and the idea of part of him being inside me was strangely reassuring, but then the question remained, did I really want to be HIV positive, and as a follow-up, couldn't I have everything else but that? Then, aware, perhaps, that I needed time to think, Jason got back to the mundane, saying "Ok, let's go get your stuff, and we can grab some breakfast on the way there. 'kay?" With that we moved apart and I nodded in agreement. Heading out the door, however, Jason grabbed a jacket for each of us, remarking "I checked, your jacket is still soaked, so you might want to wear one of mine." "Thank you." "My pleasure. I plan on taking it off of you later" giving me a broad smile. "Mmmm, well, that depends on just how bad you are," and we gave a chuckle, and left it there. The trip to my house, no, to my mother's trailer, was quiet. Between eating my croissant, chasing thoughts of HIV and DNA, and worrying about dealing with my mother, I was preoccupied. Arriving at the entrance of the trailer park where I had lived most my life, I got my first real look at the grounds, and found myself thinking 'It's pretty amazing how we can live some place and never really see it'. The rusty trailers, some of them missing skirting panels, old cars sitting on blocks in the driveway, automobile parts and toys scattered all around the various yards, weeds being about the only plant that grew strongly, and, truth be told, they were sprouting up everywhere. I wanted to slide under the seat. I was so embarrassed. I never really cared. Never before had I cared about where I lived, or, for that matter, had I really registered where I lived, until I brought Jason to the dump, and not surprisingly I found myself wishing he had never seen the place. Perhaps I should have just made some excuse to come alone but it was too late and he was here. Still I couldn't stand the idea that he would see the unvarnished truth of how I lived. Rounding the corner, we were facing my mom's trailer, and to be honest, it was one of the worst. Panels were missing, rusted or beaten, the steps were broken, cracks in the windows were sealed with tape. The whole mess should have be in a scrap yard. I glanced over at Jason. Revulsion was plainly written on his face. I'm so ashamed and just bowed my head, staring at my feet. "Hey, love, look at me, please." I look up at Jason as he continued "Do you remember when I said I was proud of you, and you asked me how I could be proud of you, but then didn't let me answer?" "Yeah. I remember." "THIS is why I'm proud of you." I was completely confused and I am sure it showed in my face, but Jason continued, and his remarks put everything in perspective. "How many of the kids who grow-up here finish school? How many of the guys your age are healthy and drug free? How many of the girls who grow-up here aren't already pregnant, or have kids, or are selling themselves - and not looking for a way to break out of this place?" With that he stopped the car in the middle of the road and pulled me over to him, saying, with great earnestness, "You've fought to keep going to school, you've kept yourself in great shape, you don't do drugs and you don't go out and sell yourself." "But I do. My mother has guys over for me all the time," I sobbed. "Baby, what your mother does doesn't count. YOU don't sell yourself out, your mother does. What have you been doing when you're not with your mother's 'John''? You've been going to school, doing homework and keeping your body in shape. Right? How many of the other guys you grew up with here do that? Now place, however horrible, is why I'm so proud of you. Got that? You're so much better then this world." His words gave me the strength to realize and accept the truth of his declaration. "Thank you." "Baby, you don't need to thank me for saying what's true." I smiled, saying "Just park right here. I'll run in and get my things. it shouldn't take me long." "You sure? I'll go in with you." "No it's ok. It will be faster if I just run in. With any luck mom will be out of it, and I'll be able to grab my stuff and get out." "Ok, baby. Your call, but if you're too long I'm coming in to get you, and Lord help anyone who gets in my way." "You just want your clothing back." "Nah. Just the underwear." We both giggled. "Okay. Be right back." I took a deep breath, opened the car door and walked to my mom's trailer. I glanced back at Jason, seated in his car, and knew he was worried for me. I waved and headed up the four steps to the sliding door, through which I could see Mom smiling, seated on the couch, her hand on some guy's thigh. I slid open the door and Mom turned to look at me. Her eyes had a glassy look so I knew she was on something. "Well, there you are" she said, asking "Where have you been, honey?" "Around, I'm just going to grab some stuff and I wont be in your way and you can finish visiting." "Oh Honey, John's not here to visit with me. He wants to visit with you." John was a pudgy man, probably around 35 or so, about 5' 10' and around 250 pounds, and even when standing at the door I could tell he smelled. I had never really cared before as it had never before mattered what I thought, but this time I felt like I was going to be sick. 'Fuck it', I thought, and unbidden, the words came out "No, mom I can't." "Of course you can, Honey. John has paid very good money to visit with you." "No mom I can't, I....don't have any condoms." John spoke-up saying "That's ok, young'un. I don't need em. I'm clean." My mother, however, spoke-up: "No. No one does my boy without a condom. But that's ok. I've got plenty in my room. I'll just get you boys a couple and leave you alone to have some fun." But I took the bull by the horns and announced "No mom, I don't need condoms. I got infected last night. I'm not clean." "WHAT!" she screeched "How could you, after everything I've taught you? Well you just take care of John here, and we'll get you right to the clinic and they can give you them pills to stop it." "No mom I'm not visiting with John or any other John any more. I'm leaving and I'm not coming back. I'm only here to get my stuff." And with that I headed off to my room where I grabbed my backpack with my school books, and a duffle bag into which I shoved what little clothing I owned that was decent. In the background I heard the sliding door open and close. 'Good. At least 'John' is gone', I thought. As I rooted through the drawers in my bureau, I heard Mom come to my bedroom door, but I cut her off before she could begin, saying "I'm not going to talk about this, Mom. I'm just leaving." The voice that sounded was not Mom's, it was John "Well, I'm not much for small talk anyway, but you're not going anywhere for a while. You're mom changed her mind and said that I could leave a few marks 'cause you're being such a bad child" and with that the back of his hand, he smashed me across the check. He chuckled as I stood there, utterly stunned, and 'John' continued saying "She did say not to break anything, but you know she's not around and if you fight too much, well let's just say 'accidents happen'." John then grabbed me and yanked me around, punched me in the back of the head and then pushed my head down, forcing me to bend over. Then with his other hand he grabbed my pants and yanked them down. "My what do we have here. Such cute little fuck-me panties. You must have worn them just for me boy. Did your mamma tell you 'Daddy' was coming and to dress up so purty for him?" I heard him unzip his pants. Understanding what he intended, I struggled to extract myself from his grip, but John, who was surprisingly strong for an over-weight man, clobbered me hard above the ear. "No, please don't, don't do this, I plead." "That's right boy just keep begging, love it when they beg. Gonna have you begging for more here in just a sec." I hear him spit and then he's shoving his hard dick side me. I try to tighten up so he can't get in and he slaps my ass hard and shoves my head into the wall. "You let me in first boy then you can squeeze" and with that he viciously shoves his cock into me. "NO, NO, DON'T! GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME, YOU BASTARD!" "Oh yeah, boy, I'm going to get off in you. Don't worry about that none," and with another cruel thrust he shoved harder into my ass, again slapping me in the back of my skull. I was dizzy from his last slap and my ears were ringing, so I just stood there, bent over, my head against the wall as he fucked me hard. As he did so, I remember thinking 'How can this be happening to me?' Suddenly John's cock was jerked out of my ass and his weight fell off me. For a second I stood there, trying to get my balance, when I felt the trailer shaking. Looking around, I saw Jason had one hand around John's cock and my mom's cutting knife in his other hand. The cutting blade was resting under John's balls. "You like it rough?" Jason seethed, hissing through his clenched teeth, "well, this knife is a bit too sharp for me to make it rough for you, but I'm ok with that." A small smear of blood trickled across the knife blade, and down 'John's' thigh. "Fuck, no, DON'T! Please! Don't!" "You know, I believe I just heard my LOVER say the same thing to you and how did you respond? I believe you told him to keep on begging." Jason was face is crimson with rage, and he was practically spitting in the other man's face. I notice that the blood was running a bit more quickly, and I could tell Jason was close to killing this piece-of-shit-of-a-man, and I knew I'd loose him if that happened. "Love, please," I gasped, "I need your help, please," I begged him. "Just let him go, and let's get the fuck out of here." Jason looked at me, and then back at John. "If I ever see you again, I'll fuckin' kill you, and if I ever see you near my lover I'll kill you slowly. Do I make myself clear?" The terrified man nodded. "Now get the fuck out of here," and with that Jason shoves the bastard down the hall. I could hear 'John' scrambling to get out the sliding door and then he was gone. In turn, I dropped to the floor, not believing what had transpired, shaking and sobbing. I couldn't control myself. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to stop the tremors. Then Jason was there. holding me tightly. "Oh my god, love, I'm so sorry I didn't get here sooner. I saw your mother leave and thought she was upset and letting you pack. Fuck! Your own mother left you with him! No never mind that. I never want you to have to come back here. Helping me to my feet, he herded me to the exit. "Wait, I need my backpack." "I will get you new clothing. There is NOTHING in this fucking hell hole you need!" "Jason, I need my backpack." "I'll get you new clothing." "Jason, its my school books I need. My math book." "I'll get you a new math book." "Jason, I need that specific book." "Why?" "'Cause that's the one I had when I met you. That's the first problem you helped me solve. I need that book." Jason stood there staring at me, then clutched me tighter to his chest, sobbing and shaking as much as was I. "Lover, you have no idea how proud I am of you, and how much you mean to me." With that Jason grabbed my back pack and we were gone.

This one really takes me back. I was seduced by an older man (35+) on a camping trip when I was a teen. We were in the tent alone and he took his time. First he slowly unzipped my sleeping bag - luckilly, my zipper was facing him. after caressing me, he settled on my cock. Before long he was out of his sleeping bag and lying on top of me with his tongue in my mouth. When he told me to get up on all 4's, he squirted suntan oil in my virgin asshole. Fortunately he was of modest size (7", uncut, thin) and he didn't destroy my hole. I think he must have squirted 4 or 5 loads inside me before we got up the next morning.