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Chapter II. We played the next couple of days more than we had in a while, and each time, I bagged up and lasted longer. It was like our former passionate fuckfests were back again. It felt like his hole was looser than it had been in a while too. We fucked daily, and I shot big loads nightly into those condoms. I even got a dildo, a good three inches longer than my cock, and I worked it in his hole before fucking him. He was steadily getting looser. Towards the end of the week, I asked if he was going to see about getting some hung dick to open him up more than the dildo could. He blushed and confessed that Brad had been fucking him every day over their lunch break. I ate his ass and worked the new dildo into his hole as he told me about his weekday sessions. My boy’s story was so hot that I put on a condom, and slid inside, slowly fucking him so as not to cum too soon. My boy told me that during lunch on Monday, Brad had bent him over his desk and pulled his pants down. He was so hot to fuck my boy again that he didn’t even fully undress! In fact, he was in such a hurry that he nearly forgot to put on a condom. My boy had to remind him that he was there to get his hole stretched, not to take loads. My boy continued his story as I played with his hole. I loved how loose he stretched-out hole felt on my bagged-up cock. I’d work a finger inside my boy along my dick as he went on. My boy moaned as he described Tuesday’s session. Brad railed him in the warehouse, safely wrapped with an XL rubber. Another worker stumbled on them and watched the whole thing. After Brad pulled out, the worker asked if he could join in their next lunchtime session. I recognized the name of the warehouse worker, Adam, as being one of the foremen, and I knew he was tall and muscular from seeing him at holiday parties. That Wednesday, Adam watched as Brad lubed my boy up and fucked him, safely. Adam got close and held my boy’s cheeks apart for Brad to fuck. When Brad came in the condom, Adam pulled it off and drizzled his POZ seed into my boy’s opened hole, and slid in raw, lubed up with Brad’s cum as fucked it into my boy, filling him with his own seed. He inseminated my boy. After that, they decided that condoms wouldn’t be needed again. That night, I’d fucked their loads deeper into my boy’s guts without knowing it. My boy told me that he felt safe taking loads, with me rubbered-up it wasn’t like he was putting me at risk. His slimy stretched out pussy felt amazing, even through my condom. Brad and Adam repeated the rawfucking feat on Thursday, skipping condoms altogether, both Brad and Adam breeding him after taking turns coring out my boy’s recently tight hole. And now, Thursday night, here I was churning those loads in my boy’s guts with my own safe cock. I couldn’t help but shoot a huge load into the rubber reservoir. My boy poured my cum into his gooey hole and fingered himself, suggested I visit for some extra special lunchtime activities. I made sure to clear my schedule for the following afternoon. On Friday, Brad’s partner visited to bring lunch. I’d hadn’t met Jim before, but had heard he was just as hung as Brad. As he shook my hand, I shuddered when I saw the red biohazard tattoo back of his right hand. I knew Jim was just as POZ as his partner. My boy had reserved the conference room, and Jim had brought along some toys. Adam stripped my boy down and handed me a box of condoms with a wink, saying, ‘These are just for you.’ Brad bent my boy over the table as Jim lubed up an obscenely big dildo. He worked in into my boy’s hole as Adam kept his cheeks spread wide. I couldn’t help but jerk off, seeing these three guys open up my boy, his hairy pussy on display for us all to see. Brad smiled at me explaining, ‘We big guys want to last a few minutes too.’ Stretching him out helped them enjoy their bare fucks longer before getting their nut too. Brad went first. It was so hot seeing his beercan-thick cock spread my boy’s hole wide. I loved seeing Jim’s tattooed hand holding and caressing his man’s balls as they slammed into my boy. When Brad came, he came deep. Brad planted his seed so deep inside that none poured out when he pulled back. Jim took his place and took his time. He started with my boy in the same position, face down bent over the table. Jim had him flip over onto his back, never pulling out. This meant that my boy needed me to stand on one side and hold his legs back so Jim could really pound deep. He lasted a respectable amount of time and shot his POZ load deep inside my boy too. Jim pulled out and I helped my boy relax his legs for a moment. Adam sat in a big leather chair and pointed his big raw cock right up in the air. He begged me over and had me hold his cock while my boy sat right down on it. My boy’s pussy was well and truly opened up, so he took delight in sinking all the way down on it. Adam chuckled something about digging for oil, and I realized what he meant as I saw globs of Brad and Jim’s mixed cum drooling down Adam’s big cock. As I sat on the floor guiding Adam into my boy, Jim rearranged me onto all fours, so my ass was up in the air. Brad smeared some of their leaking seed onto his fingers and started working into my hole saying, ‘You know, if you take our cum you can go back to fucking your boy raw, like all of us. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?’ I couldn’t help but think it would be amazing. I let Jim finger my ass as I lapped at Adam’s big full balls. Adam concentrated on getting his load into my boy and really took his time. My boy’s legs were wearing out and he was covered in a sheen of sweat as the third big dick of the day stretched him out. When he couldn’t take it anymore, Adam relented and rewarded him with a big load shot very deeply. When he pulled out, his cock was covered in mixed clotted cum. He winked at me again. Brad and Jim got my boy back into his first position, face down leaning over the edge of the table. Jim guided my hips to my boy’s ass and Brad held the base of my condom-covered cock. Jim eased up behind me and I could feel his heat and his massive cock sticky with seed. When I fucked forward, Jim got closer to me. To pull out, I was backing onto his raw cummy cock. He slipped inside me, greased up with so much sperm. It only hurt for a minute before feeling deeply satisfying. I let out a guttural moan, and my boy grinned up at me, groaning, ‘Those big raw cocks feel so good, don’t they?’ I couldn’t help but agree. Brad still had his hand gripping the rubber ring at the base of my cock. He kept working a finger underneath, slowly rolling it up. Eventually the rubber was rolled up just around my cockhead. ‘It’s time,’ he said. Jim and Adam’s hand met Brad’s and they pulled that condom off my cock, where it was sucked inside my boy’s gaping pussy. It looked so hot seeing that biohazard-tattooed hand prying off the last barrier of protection off my cock. Feeling their spunk and how loose my boy’s cunt was felt so good. I was able to hold off cumming too soon before I felt Jim, deep inside me, growing. His cock got even bigger, balls-deep inside me, and then I felt a wet warmth spreading deep in my guts. Jim had just gushed his wet POZ load deep in my hole. We got ourselves together and cleaned up, only a little sweaty. Both my boy and I slowly leaked their cum as we went out for a beer and a late lunch. We sat around a booth, Jim, me, Brad, my boy, and Adam. I realized that Brad had one finger inside both me and my boy as we ordered our meal. Brad asked if I was happier with my boy’s stretched-out hole, and I eagerly nodded, thanking them for stretching us both out. Brad turned to my boy and asked if he was ready to start fucking me now, my own stretched-out hole now hungry for raw cock. My boy nodded and told me he couldn’t wait to get my hole stretched out and filled up by other hung buddies too. At the end of the day, he was also worried about cumming too soon when fucking me! Brad grinned saying, ‘I think we need to keep you boys both stretched out and cum-filled.’ My boy looked at me, silently pleading me to say yes. And I did. Our buddies now keep our holes stretched open, ready for raw use by any number of men. And thanks to Brad and Jim, we both regularly take raw POZ cock and cum. That, right there, is the key to a happy relationship.

Part Twenty One My mind was gone. The drugs in my drink, the conditioning he had used and the fact that secretly I had lusted after Sammy all came crashing down at the same time. I worshiped his cock like a fucking slut, wantonly just slathering it with my tongue, moaning at it;s thickness, it's heat...just it's existence. He just watched, stood there with a smile, watching me debase myself trying to bring him pleasure. Why did this kid have this kind of power over me? What was it that made me buckle inside just looking at him. He put a hand on my head and I knew what was coming next. It was the exact thing I would have done, the exact lesson I would have taught. He pressed my head down on that cock and I readied myself to take it. His head pushed past my tongue and I resisted the urge to gag, knowing that wasn't going to help. He was going to force me to deep throat that monster and there was nothing I could do about it. It I choked, if I passed out, if I threw up it wouldn't stop it. He was going to fuck my throat and that was just the way it was. He was teaching me, showing me, that I didn't matter in this. That he didn't need me to suck him off or to work his cock, I was a hole, a warm hole for him to use and use it he would. I didn't get to complain, I didn't get to resist. I was alive to make that cock feel good. And like the fucking cum slut I had become I tried. I tried to accommodate this dick but it was impossible. It was physically impossible. His cock was just bigger than my mouth, so I just sat there as his cockhead hit the back of my throat and then started to push down it. I was panicking, just as so many others had when I did this. I couldn't breath, I felt like I was going to throw up and I began to trash around. His hand moved to my throat and stopped me. “Breathe through your nose or I will choke you out.” His voice was like steal but still had the friendly tones I associated with little Sammy Parker. He was literally threatening to choke the air out of me and he made it sound so pleasant, so welcoming that I stopped fighting. I took a few hesitant breaths through my nose but it wasn't enough. He kept pushing down my throat and there were spots in front of my eyes. I coughed and felt the world blink out for a moment. Every time I blinked I lost time until I passed out. I woke up on my back, my throat was raw and I felt out of breath. “Looks like we have something to work on,” Sammy remarked doing something on my desk. “Sorry,” I croaked, looking around for some water, there was a bottle on the nightstand so I took it and gulped most of it down. He chuckled. “Wow, you are going to feel that soon.” I looked at the water and realized it had been dosed too. My head was already spinning...fuck. “So...here we are,” he said putting something down and sitting on the edge of the bed. “I'm sorry,” I said, “I didn't mean...” He shook his head and put a finger over my lips, “Shhh....don't worry.” His kindness hit me like a truck and I felt my eyes water some. “It's time,” he said, just staring me in the face. “For?” “For you to ask me to fuck you.” My mind freaked out and I sat up and pulled back from him, “No...” His features didn't change, he just continued to stare at me. “Please don't fuck me Sammy...please...” He sat there, stroking his cock, “But why? You want it.” I shook my head, even fucked up I knew I didn't want this, “I'm not a bottom, please. I'll do anything you want...” “Who's the alpha?” I felt a pang of fear got through me as his words penetrated me, “You are, but please...” “You want this,” he said climbing up on the bed, straddling my chest, “You've wanted this since the moment you saw me.” His cock bobbed in front of him, the head inches form my lips, filling my whole world up. “I'm not a bottom...” I repeated, transfixed in that cock. “No, but then neither were the guys you fucked. Neither was I. But still...you fucked us...and we liked it.” I just kept shaking my head, forcing myself not to lick the tip. “You want this, but you're scared. That's reasonable. But we both know as soon as this is up your ass...you are going to beg me to do it every chance you get.” Part of me was terrified of that, if I let him fuck me...and I liked it...what would happen? I didn't want this...I needed to... “So we're going to do this,” he said, leaving over and grabbing something from the nightstand, “You're going to take this,” I saw he had a syringe in his hand. “And all your fears will vanish. Your resistance will fade and you will become the cock slut we both know you want to be.” I shook my head, trying to hold on. “It's going to happen, you can put your arm out or I will have the guys come in here, hold you down and I will inject you. Either way, you're taking this and I am fucking you.” My dick twitched a little but I ignored it, “What's in it?” “Does it matter?” he asked, “I've given you three doses so far and every time you seem to lose your mind. Remember how good you felt?” I did remember, that feeling of pure bliss, the way my mind just unfocused, even now panicking I could feel the memory of it and the strong desire to go back there. “Give me your arm,” he said again. My mind screamed at me not to do this. I wasn't a bottom, I wasn't a bitch. This wasn't me! But I couldn't look away from this cock and knew, deep down...I wanted it so bad. I looked up at him and he just smiled at me, as if he already knew my choice. “Give me your arm and just let go,” he said, “Let all your fears go away...and become what you know you want to become.” “W-what?” “My whore,” he said pushing his cock forward, the tip smearing precum over my lips, “My personal cocksleeve, the cunt I fuck the most.” His cock slipped into my mouth and my tongue automatically licked around it. “You were born for this...you can stop pretending...just let go.” The drugs were really kicking in and I could feel my resistance slipping. I did want this, the warm of his cock enticed me, lured me...god I wanted to worship this kid. I really started to work his cock and he grinned as he pulled it our of my mouth. “Nuh-uh. Only good boys get to play.” “I'm a good boy,” I said before I could stop myself. “Then give me your arm.” I looked at the needle and felt terror, and then looked to Sammy and just melted...he said something else but I didn't hear him, I just stuck my arm out. His smile widened as he grabbed a rubber strap and tied it around my bicep “Make a fist,” he said and I did, because he told me to. “You have great veins,” he remarked, “You've taken all these like a champ.” “Is that why I felt like shit” I asked as he tapped my arm. He nodded, “Yep, and you're going to feel even worse when this wears off.” “Wait..” I said but the needle was against my skin. “Shhh....it's ok. I won't let you suffer.” the needle pushed in and I closed my eyes and felt tears roll down my face. “You're gonna be my junkie slut, you're gonna want this so bad you'll be blowing the guys on the living room floor for a hit.” I felt the warmness enter my arm as my mind screamed at me. “Can't you imagine it? You...doing anything anyone wants just to get a hit? You're gonna be the prefect little drug whore.” The warmness moved up my arm and I could feel my body ready itself for the feeling. I was already addicted, and he was right. I was going to do whatever I needed to, because that was who I was now. “Please don't leave me...” I said, the fear in my voice. “Shh, shh...do what I say, and I'll always take care of you.” “Promise?” I asked as it hit my chest. “Always,” he said pulling the needle out as I fell through the bed. My mind exploded and it was like being surrounded by clouds. There was no fear, no pain, nothing. There was just this feeling...it was incredible. I moaned as I felt the bed under me, just the sheets making my body tingle. I looked up and there he was, my alpha, my man. My Sammy. He smiled down at me, “You want me to fuck you?” I nodded. “Say it for me.” There was a pause as something called out to me, I stopped to listen, it sounded like someone crying. “You want this,” he said slapping his massive cock against my face, “Right?” I smiled and felt my entire fucking body react. “Please fuck me Sammy...please....” He leaned down “Who's my little cum jock?” “I am,” I answered quickly, “I am....” He moved off my chest and grabbed a bottle of lube off the table. “Spread your legs.”

My Boy’s Tight Hole Made Me Cum Too Soon When we first started dating, my boy and I played safe with each other, me almost always topping his amazing ass. We were casually seeing a few other guys, sometimes together in hot threeways and fourways. We somehow got less sexually adventurous as we got more serious. We stopped seeing other people and started playing bareback exclusively with each other. Initially, I’d pull out to cum, but after a while, he begged for my load. He really has an incredible ass, plump and round, with a hairy hole hidden deep between the clefts of his cheeks. He liked to show off his hairy crack, and it always turned me on when he used his hands to spread his cheeks wide. The experiences he’d had with other tops taught him a lot of amazing tricks. I couldn’t help but brag to several friends about what a hot bottom my boy was, especially now that we were exclusive and playing raw. That intense hot sex lasted for months. We fucked multiple times a week, me topping him raw and loving it, nearly always cumming inside him, but sometimes pulling out to cum on his hairy hole. I love lapping my load up and tonguing it inside him. Lately though, I noticed a few changes. We used to fuck practically daily, but now it was more like once a week. Regardless, the sex was still much better than most guys could ever hope for. However, I’d noticed that when I’d get inside his hole, I’d cum way too soon for either of our liking. It was as if my cock alone and less frequent fucking had gotten his hole too tight for its own good! When my boy was seeing other people, he regularly got stretched out by a few fuck buddies. Back then, I was also regularly wearing condoms. Dulling sensation always made me last longer, keeping me from feeling just how amazing his raw silky his hole truly is. One night after a sweaty session, I fingered my boy’s hole, slick with of my own fresh load, shot too quickly. We bluntly discussed his raw tight hole getting me off sooner than either of us would have liked. He told me he might have a solution, and he’d ask Brad, a buddy at work for advice. Brad and my boy had fucked regularly before we got serious. I knew he had a thick nine-inch monster dick from a very hot, safe, threeway we’d had a few years ago. We took turns pounding my boy into the mattress, and he loved it. Brad was one of the guys who convinced him to fuck with condoms especially if he was going to regularly get dicked by multiple guys. Although we’d never discussed it, I had seen Brad’s scorpion tattoo near his groin, and I suspected he was POZ. In fact, it turned me on sharing my boy’s hole, even safely, with this sexy hung guy. As hot as one safe cock stretching out my boy was, it was super sexy when he and his partner, Jim, had taken their turn my boy’s hole. Sadly, I’d missed out on that session, but heard that they, safely, used him very well that night. I asked my boy what Brad advised, and he had suggested a three-pronged approach: 1.) Have me wear a condom to fuck my boy to lessen how good his hole made me feel 2.) Get him regularly fucked my a hung guy, or guys, who could keep his hole cored out and loose. 3.) Getting me fucked by a few hung tops so my boy could use my own stretched-out ass too, taking the pressure off me from being the only top. To be continued…

Hey, Started having gay sex about 2 months ago and it was bareback. Ever since then, all I can think about is taking loads. I’m talking all the time. After having sex with 2 guys on GRINDR I had my first gangbang with about 8 guys - all bareback. I had another gangbang last weekend and have been hooking up with about 5 guys every week through GRINDR or BBRT. It’s almost like the more loads I take, the more I want, and it keeps escalating. I’m worried about what will happen when COVID ends, because I keep on researching Cumunion, MAL, and the US horse festival (want to be the one in the red hood), and I don’t think I can control it. I’m on PREP and have my vaccinations, and I love the feeling of being a submissive slut and having my holes filled and pumped with cum. But, this seems out of control. Has this happened to anyone else? Thoughts? Lucas

Part 3 The next two weeks were busy with soccer games and an internship. I was able to get into the bar with some friends the following weekend, and even got picked up by a friend of a friend. The sex was okay, but it hadn’t been great. And that’s what had me wrestling in my own head. I jerked off twice a day every day those two weeks, and despite trying, not to, my thoughts always went back to that fuck at the bookstore. I kept picturing his bare cock buried in my hole, and standing in that booth totally naked. I felt ashamed that I’d been there, and didn’t want anyone to ever know. But eve time I jerked off, I felt turned on and this thrill about it. I kept picturing myself walking those dark hallways, imagining them clogged with silhouetted guys stroking their cocks. I can’t go back there, I told myself during the day. It’s not the place guys like me go. But what about that guy who fucked me? He had been hot! And seemed like a normal guy I could meet out. Why was he there? It had my thoughts spinning and my emotions in a jumble. What was worse was I couldn’t talk to anyone about it. At the bar that night, I’d occasionally hear jokes about the bookstore and going there for “last call” if you didn’t find any there at the bar. Was that what it was? But people. Made it sound like somewhere you didn’t want to be seen. So why did I find myself standing outside the store again two weeks later? That same lesbian bouncer was at the door, and I couldn’t join my friends inside. I had gone to a local straight bar where some guys from soccer hung out. I had some drinks and hung out for a few hours, but wasn’t enjoying the conversation and constant prodding to go talk to some girl or another. Some people are clueless. Finally I took off saying I was meeting some friends. So here I am, wearing a blue tank top, white shorts, and flips flops, my hair freshly cut short with a little flip in front. I am feeling good about how I look. So why am I sitting in my car outside the bookstore again?? But I am. My cock is tingling and my guts are tangled up. This time I saw a couple guys go inside that looked pretty normal. One left quickly with a bag, but the other was still inside. Was he in the back maze of rooms? We’re there others that came in through the back entrance? Finally I was on the move, inside the store, and headed to the back area that was glowing with neon again. The same clerk was there, and I tried to avoid eye contact as I paid and he handed me anther little bottle. The first one was still unopened in the bottom of a drawer at home. This time I took a minute to remove the wrapper and look at the bottle; it was the first time I noticed some little pill sitting at the bottom of the bottom, immersed in the liquid. I still don’t know what these are, but they made me really horny last time. I tucked them into my pocket. I noticed a bowl of condoms on the counter. I should grab a few, just in case. I’m not going to fuck tonight, but I should have one in case someone wants to rub my hole. I should probably wear one for a blowjob here. But the thought of sucking on a rubber was totally repulsive. And if I bought one, the clerk would know I might be fucking out back and throw me out. The guy who fucked me last time said we needed to avoid drawing attention. I don’t want to get fucked tonight anyway. I walked out back, my flip flops slapping sounded really loud here. I crossed the glowing threshold into the back hallways. But this time I didn’t linger in the doorway, but kept walking. Tonight seemed busier. There were a lot of red lights glowing over the doors, and I saw three guys walking or standing in the hallways as I moved. I was trying to see their faces without them seeing me at all. I didn’t want anyone to recognize me here. If someone looked up at me, I’d look away quick. One guy was standing in a hallway, his head turned away from me. But his body looked decent in a t-shirt and shorts. The other guys were wearing dress shirts and pants. I suddenly felt self conscious about how exposed I was — you could easily see my chest and abs under my loose fitting tank, and my booty shorts were cropped right below my crotch. I walked the first two hallways, and then turned a corner and entered the third. I never really explored back this far last time. There were fewer doors, and only a couple red lights glowing. But the doors were all open, and you could hear the porn playing. I walked by slower, looking inside those rooms. There were two guys sitting in their own booths, cocks out and stroking really slowly. I walked by nervously, then went back to see if I could see them more clearly. The lighting was really dim, even with the video screens. Someone passed me in the hallway, but he gave me the creeps when his hand brushed over my crotch — I pulled away instinctively. Because of him I didn’t get to see inside the booths any better than the first time, and it was a minute before I looped back again. The guy in the first booth was older and looked like he might be a bit rough, with a cropped beard, jeans, boots, and a buttoned shirt that was hanging open. He was burly, with a thick hairy chest and a bit of a gut. But he had this manly energy. He was stroking so I didn’t get a good look at his cock, and he didn’t look up at me as I walked by. The second guy was in the next booth. He was naked except for sneakers, which I thought was really weird. Do guys really just hang out naked here? I don’t think I could do that. He was tall and thin. He looked up as I passed. I turned around and walked by again a few seconds later; he was still looking at me, like he expected me. His hand was wrapped tightly around the base of his cock, his long cock rock hard standing straight up in the air, and his balls were poking out the top of his grip. I realized I was holding my breath. He motioned me inside. I hesitated, then walked by. I did the loop of three hallways, and found myself back at those two open doors again. The burly guy in the shirt and jeans was still watching his movie, ignoring me. But the naked guy had stood up, facing the door, and made direct eye contact with me. This time he just stroked his long cock slowly. It was enticing. This time I stopped in the doorway, captivated by the size of his cock. He motioned me inside again. I took a step forward. His body reminded me of a tennis player’s. He was somewhere in his late 30s or 40s, good looking. Oddly I thought he looked like someone my dad would be friends with. He motioned me inside again, that long cock calling. I stepped inside the booth, watching him stroke his cock ever so slowly. He wanted me to see it. I wanted to touch it. I reached out, and saw my hand was shaking. He let me put my hand on it. Fuck, it felt so warm! And it was girthier than I expected. Still longer and lean, but I didn’t expect it to be this thick. He didn’t reach out to me, but let me get used to holding his cock. He moaned a little as I squeezed for the first time. I noticed someone behind me. The creepy guy was back and standing in the doorway. I had the urge to bolt. What am I doing?? But the creepy guy was in the way. The naked lean guy moved at that moment, reached over, and closed the door on the creepy guy. Then he leaned back against the wall, showing off his cock again. This time he reached out and tugged at the front of my shorts. I hadn’t realized I was hard, but was suddenly aware of the pressure in my shorts. His hands sent sparks flying through me, and I shuddered. I had been holding my breath again, and it came out in a soft groan. My body released all its tension, and I felt like I was melting. Reading my reaction, he came closer, unbuttoned my shorts, and slipped them to the floor. He began caressing my cock, my balls, and then my ass. I just stood there letting the sensations wash over me. I closed my eyes. His hands moved under my tank top, exploring my pecs abs and pecs. “Very nice,” he said softly, his voice deep. “You are so damned hot.” He pulled my tank over my head and set it down on the plastic chair. “Much better.” My hand was unconsciously stroking his long cock. I looked down at it. I was enthralled. It had a domed head, and reminded me of those batons they direct traffic with at night. We were both standing there naked, him exploring my muscled angles of my body, and me holding my upright by gripping his hot cock. He bent his knees, and thrust his cock forward in my hand, the head poking my balls. Again I felt sparks go through my body as his cock pushed against my body. He did it again, more deliberate this time. He angled his tall body so his cock was now brushing up under my balls, between my thighs. “You play football,” he asked. “Soccer.” “That explains this body.” There was a thrill running through me. This guy thinks I’m hot. He. Appreciates my body. And he knows how to make it feel good. “Why don’t you suck it?” He said quietly. I crouched down, tentatively taking the long shaft. Could I swallow all this? The length was intimidating. “That’s it. That’s it, boy. Nice and slow. Enjoy it.” I was trying to, but I was feeling nervous again. I was naked, crouched in front of this stranger in a booth. There was a creepy guy outside the door. What am I doing here? “Just relax,” he said again. Was I that obvious? Did he know I was about to stand up and bolt? I decided to leave. I let his impressive cock fall out of my mouth and I stood up. Do I say I’’m leaving? Am I supposed to say thanks? Why do I say I’m leaving? Will he be mad at me? Probably. I took a step backward and was looking down to find my tank when his put a warm hand on my shoulder, and the other one moved under my nose. It was one of those bottles again. “Inhale. Relax.” I tried not to, but the bottle was was now up my nostril. “Inhale,” he said gain in that deep voice. It was a command. His thumb closed off my other nostril. “”Again,” he said. This time I got the full whiff. His hand pushed pressure on my shoulder, and I was then on my knees and started to devour his cock. My body felt amazingly warm, and I couldn’t get enough of his cock into my mouth to satisfy the sudden urge. I started going to town on his long shaft, despite it hitting the back of my throat. “That’s it. That’s what you want. You want to be a Cocksucker.” He was starting to moan a bit. “Suck it, boy.” I was amazed how hot his cock felt going in and out of my mouth. I licked the long shaft with my tongue, until he pushed my face deeper against his balls. “Lick them. That’s it. Lick my balls. Get those toxic juices boiling.” What did he mean? “Can you smell the load brewing in there? I bet you can. I bet you want it.” He shoved his cock back into my mouth. I didn’t resist. I was caught up in this guy’s energy. I liked that he had control. It was turning me on. What am I doing? As he was thrusting his cock into my mouth, choking me, I felt his body fold. Over mine. His hands were gl down the length of my back to my ass. He began caressing my ass with both his hands, kneeling the muscles. ”Such a hot body. Look at that ass. I was vaguely aware of the sound of a plastic snap, but didn’t think much of it. My hole suddenly felt very slick as his fingers deliberately pressed inside me. His long shaft popped out of my mouth, and my face was crushed against the hair in his crotch. I grunted as his slippery fingers penetrated my hole. It was kinda rough, but kinda a turn on. I need to leave, I suddenly thought, but that thought went no where. My ass had control of my body, and it was excited by what he was dong. I seemed like there were arms and legs all around me. He was moving around the small space, and started to maneuver me into a different position. I didn’t know how such a tall guy could fit in this little booth, let alone with another person. But he was managing it well enough. He seemed to be behind me now. He shoved the little bottle into my nostril again. “Take a good hit, boy. That’s it. Now one more.” He bent me forward, my arms and hands resting on the cold floor. It felt sticky. I didn’t care. He grabbed my hips and lifted them up. “Lift that ass, boy. Higher.” My head was swirling and I wanted to feel him so badly. My ass started grinding backward, instinctively searching for his cock. I actually had to stretch my legs and get on my toes in order to lift my ass to the level of his cock. He gave a malicious laugh, “That’s it boy. Work for that cock. Show me. What that hot muscle body can do for it.” I was in this weird triangular position, up on my toes and hands. He pushed his cock against my hole. I shuddered, feeling the heat of the head. He kept going, a firm pressure pushing my hole open. I grunted and yelped at the same time. As he opened me up, my head flung back, and I saw stars. He didn’t waste time. He was pumping his long cock in and out of my ass,. I was grunting. Each time it went deep. Fuck that was a long cock! I opened my eyes. I was facing the floor, my flip flop in front of my, and I could see a corner of my shirt to my left. How did I end up here? “You like that cock, boy?” “Oh fuck yes.” He pounded my ass hard in response. I moaned louder than I should have. He didn’t seem to care about how loud we were. “Fuck, boy, you. Have my juices boiling. Can you feel it? Feel the toxins boiling in my balls. What do you want , boy?” “Fuck me! Please fuck me.” “Yeah. That’s a good cumdump . You are a cumdump, boy.” My legs were starting to shake from the strain of hollowing this wired angled position. All my weight resting on my toes and hands. But his cock felt so amazing. I wanted him to keep fucking me. His thrusts were long and deep, and he had a fast rhythm. My legs ached. My ass wanted so much more. I kept moaning as he used me. “It’s cumming, boy. That load is cumming. You want. That load, don’t you? You want to feel it.” No! I don’t want it inside me! “YES!! Fuck me! Whatever you want!” Now the sound of flesh pounding flesh was ringing through the booth. I yelped, “ah!! Ah! ! ah!” Each time he pounded against my smooth bare ass. I needed to collapse. And relieve my aching legs, but he was relentless. “Fuuuuuuuccckkkkkkk,” he growled. He planted his cock deep inside me. His body was shaking with the release, and it sent shivers through me. He pulled his cock out. I suddenly felt very empty, realizing just how filling his cock had been. All the warmth I’d been feeling with him plugged into me was draining away, and I collapsed on the floor. What the fuck? Who am I? I’m laying naked on this. Disgusting floor. Nice guys like me don’t do. This. I should be at the bar with friends, feeling sexy in my cute outfit, laughing and cruising guys. But I’m here, laying totally naked on a sticky floor in some shithole of a bookstore. My body was covered in sweat, and I was breathing hard from the exertion of holding. That position. My legs still ached. But my ass… My ass was radiating sheer ecstasy. It felt so amazing that it washed away any other feelings. He was caressing my ass, and slapped his cock against it a couple times. “Fuck, boy. You’re loaded. How’s that feel?” I felt oddly sexy. I felt incredible. “Fuck that was amazing,” I said. What part of me was saying that?? “Good, boy.” He said in that deep voice. He was standing up, pulling on clothes for the first time since I’d seen him. He dressed quickly, reached down, and parted my ass cheeks just as I was starting to get off the floor. Damn my legs hurt. But the feeling of his hands on my ass again made me get into an all fours position. He growled with delight. “Look at that, boy. You’re a natural.” He brushed his fingers around my hole; it felt really wet an sticky. I moaned quietly. He slapped my ass. He stood up and I heard the door handle click. “Happy hunting! That load is gonna make you even more popular tonight.”

It was about 15 years ago. I was at a fur con, MFF. Back when I was young, dumb, and liked to take cum. 100% top now. Anyway. It was like 3 AM and I woke up horny as fuck. Of course by then the parties were done and I wasn't exactly popular anyway. What with it being before shit like Telegram or Grindr or whatever I went around on various furry chat programs and website to see if anyone was both around and awake. It took awhile but I found a guy, big guy in a black wolf fursuit. He was apparently still up from a party and wanted to dump another load. He was very insistent on me 1) not asking a lot of questions, including his name 2) not using a condom. I was horny AF and didn't really use condoms anyway, so fuck yeah, I was down. He wanted me to go into one of the con hotel's bathrooms and enter a stall and just let him know which one. Pants down, facing the wall, let him do it. I was too horny not to agree, so yeah, I'm in the stall, waiting. It felt like forever, but I heard it open, close and lock behind me, and he was on me like the beast he was. In me in one thrust, his dick already coated in lube and cum from wherever he was coming from. He was in suit, and the musk and heat and sweat was overhwelming. It was like being pounded by waves, he just crashed on to me, slamming me into the wall until he finished. He was gone in a flash, I barely got a good look at his suit. Much, much later I found out he was /very/ poz, and that's why he insisted I didn't ask questions. I tested clean afterward, but fuck. Somehow the fact he kept that quiet made it very hot... I think that's why I'm in these forums today.

Sammy

It's similar to a female gspot orgasm where the tops cock has to hit a specific spot. Especially if he's not thicker than longer. I've been with some tops before that were doctors and they knew exactly where to hit and rub with the head of their cock once inside. I had never experienced it before then. The feeling was amazing. He had me lay on my back and put a pillow under my ass. I was pretty well lubed up and he slowly worked my hole open to the point where my ring wouldn't clench. I don't know what angle he was going in at but I i felt some light pressure and he told me everything he was doing at the same time. Told me not to touch my penis and that it would cum in it's own time. Fuck was he right lol. He slow fucked me for about 30 minutes and my cock was just drooling precum. He eventually cuffed my hands because i kept trying to stroke my cock. He picked up the pace when he saw me starting to get hard without even touching. i could feel my pulse in my prostate as his head kept massaging it. Anyway, when I came, i felt it building deep in my ass then felt the energy going up my cock and tightening my balls. I told him I was going to cum and sure enough my penis just started squirting one right after another. more than i usually did. he kept up the pace and practically milked my prostate with the head of his cock. he kept going until i was begging him to stop since it became more intense the longer he went but it was like i had no more cum to cum lol.

Part Twenty I woke up and instantly regretted it. The sunlight coming through the window hurt my eyes and I groaned as I turned away from it My entire body was sore, achy, I just felt like shit in general. My mouth was dry and my head was ringing, all the telltale signs I had been drugged. I looked over and Sammy was sitting next to my bed, a small smile on his face. “Morning,” he said cheerfully, “How you feeling?” “Like shit,” I said, even my voice hurt my ears. “Water?” he asked, a bottled water in his hands. I sat up and groaned again, “What's in it?” “Little bit of X, some GHB.” I held the bottle and just looked at him, “Why would I drink this?” He shrugged, “Cause you feel like shit and that will make you feel better.” “And fuck with my head.” He leaned forward and gave me a smile that could sell ice to Eskimos, “I don't need drugs to do that.” I felt something move in my gut and I broke eye contact with him. “Just drink it, don't be a pussy.” I wanted to fight him but he was right, I felt like shit and the x would take the edge off. Besides, I knew his game and could control myself. I took a sip and put the bottle down, “So what now?” “What do you want to do?” “You had your fun, you made your point. We're even.” “Even?” he asked, “Bitch we haven't even started.” Again I felt something twist in me when he called me bitch put I pushed past it, “What's your damage? You wanted to fuck your brothers, I gave that to you.” “Not before drugging me, fucking me, fucking me with your friend, pretty much humiliating me and making me beg for it.” “You liked it,” I shot back. “So did you,” he smiled. “What the fuck you mean?” He pulled out his phone and tossed it over, “Take a look.” My mouth went dry as I picked it up and opened the videos. There I was, one the living room floor, on my knees, mouth open as Josh jerked off. I could hear one of the guys say,” Open up cunt...get ready for your meal.” Sammy's voice asked, “You want that cum?” I nodded, looking like a dog being denied a treat. My face was already covered in cum but I seemed oblivious to it. Josh grunted, “Cumming...” and I sat up and waited. Spurts of hot cum came blasting out of his cock, spraying my face again as I desperately tried to catch as much in my mouth as I could. A flash of the saltiness danced through my mind and I felt that same feeling in my gut again. Sammy moved over to the bed, “This one you'll like...” he said taking the phone and opening up another one. I was on my back, legs spread and Chad had my vibrator in his hand. The guys had surrounded me, looking down like I was just another fucked up cheerleader we invited over to run a train on. Chad placed the vibrator to my ass and I saw myself arch my back and moan. “You want this?” he asked as he tickled my hole with the tip, “You want this?” “Please...” my voice begged, and for a second I was there, on the floor...hungry... “See?” Sammy whispered, “Looks at you beg.” My mouth was open as I watched Chad slowly push the vibrator into me as I whimpered on the screen. My head thrashed from side to side as Chad slowly fucked me with the thin vibrator. He had an evil smile on his face as he made me dance on the floor, he shoved it up there and I saw him twist the dial and I went wild. “Oh god..oh god...” I screamed, my ass slamming on the ground like I was trying to shove it in me even further. Sammy came on screen and knelt down near me, “You like that? You like how that feels?” “More...more...” I panted, sweat and cum dripping from my face. “You want more? You want a cock up there?” I was still moaning on the screen but you could see that I had paused. “Imagine it...” Sammy whispered, “How good it would feel...don't you want your pussy filled?” On screen I let out a throaty moan and in there here and now, I felt my ass loosen up and my cock twitched. “See?” Sammy said putting the phone down, “Look how much you liked it?” I couldn't move, I was simultaneously horrified by what I saw and reliving it in flashes of memory. I had liked it, what the fuck? That wasn't me..I wouldn't...I... Sammy got off the bed as I sat there in a stupor. “Look at me.” I turned and he had undressed himself. He was standing there naked, looking like a fucking Greek statue. His blond, surfer hair, the all american boy face, the smooth, cut pecs, the fucking six pac that could shred cheese...and his cock. His fucking, heavy, thick, Parker cock. Even soft it was amazing, just hanging there over his smooth, massive balls, it looked like a sleeping dragon, just waiting to be awakened. “It's simple, you said if yourself,” he said casually as his cock started to fill and enlarge, “You said men respond to the top dog, the alpha.” I just nodded as that fucking dick was over six inches and not even really hard yet, I couldn't look away. “And how do we measure who the alpha is?” he said, taking the shaft and lazily stroking himself to full hardness. The purple head of his cock was swollen and looked angry. Precum was gathering on the tip and I felt that same feeling in my gut as I just stared, hypnotized. “Whoever has the biggest cock is the alpha,” he said softly, “You said that, remember?” I nodded, his voice seeming from far away. “Look at my cock,” he said taking his hand away, letting it just sway there in front of him, the fucking donkey dick pointing straight up, smearing just under his belly button with cock snot. It was the most beautiful cock I had ever seen, hands down. The vein in the center pulsed and it felt like the blood pounding through his dick was pounding through my head. “So you have a choice,” he said, reaching over for the water, “Drink up, and we get down to business...” With his other hand he grabbed my chin and made me look into his eyes, “Or you never know what it feels like to be fucked by this?” He stroked his cock once hard, making his precum fly and land on my cheek. It was warm, I could smell his dick...my mouth was watering... “Who's the alpha?” he asked. Without ever taking my eyes off his cock I took the water and finished the bottle in one gulp. “Who. Is. The. Alpha?” he asked. I tossed the bottle on the ground as I felt my head start to fuzz. “You're the alpha Sammy, you are....” and I leaned forward and began to worship his cock slavishly.

[think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video15407699/homemade_creampie_-_internal_cumshot He Planted His Seed,,,,,my hole needs planting!

This is what I am training my new pig boy sub online (iSub) to do via fucking his own cunt with toys. He is not permitted to touch his dick ever again in a sexual manner, and I have now gotten him to wear Jockstraps on a full time basis. We are also now in the midst of getting him in to chastity imminenetly. He has achieved anal orgasms via his training which is leaving him still horny and hungry for Dick, whereas a standard penile ejaculation will leave him spent and done. It is all about the cunt and that wonderful prostate g-spot! 🐽

Asking, or telling! 😈 I do like to say this, but for me it is not a literal polite question, it is more of a figurative mind-play statement - As someone else has already said on this thread, it is going in the pig's cunt anyway regardless. And the begging I demand is a real turn on too! 👅

Hi everyone, I'm new here and just wanted to say hi 👋. I'm a playful sub boy puppy, I like all things anal, piss, cum, sweat, hairy men. Ultimately looking for the right Dom, but came here to make friends who only bb and are HIV+ or wanna be and into kink. Say hi 🙂

Finally got myself 2 regular FBs. So getting a load pretty much every 2nd day now. One is a weekly fuck. In a non-sexual relationship and comes over pretty much every Friday evening and pumps 2-3 loads in me. The other is a local I came across that loves my arse (that's new as I am not a toned man - although working on it) and he comes over pretty much every other night and pumps and dumps. He likes to start his load over my arse hole before shoving in and finishing off inside me. Not a huge fan of that cause I love it all in me, but I have discovered he shoots big loads. Last time he did it my outside hole was all wet and sticky. And I originally couldn't feel much inside. But move an hour later, and I I did little fart and a massive glob of cum came out and I was so surprised, so I began playing with my hole and so much cum came out I couldn't believe it. Big loads indeed. Slow start. Trying to get myself to at least 1 load a day, but more if I can lol

Name: Jp, "nerd" M-F: 7am-5pm Location: Door County, Wisconsin, Green Bay, 54303 Age: 41 Height: 5'7 Weight: 150 Ethnicity: white #: 773-800-1023

Fuck! Keeps getting better and better!

Last night. Had a 4sum with my boy Drew, his buddy Dwayne and my buddy Steve. Drew’s 23, Dwayne is 22 and my n Steve are in our 50s so it ws 2 Daddiies breeding our boys. Steve is a real bull, bigger than me, fit with a 8 inch cock - I’m just 6.5. We got the boys lying face down side by side. Steve buried his face in Drew’s ass and I ate out Dwayne. Once th boy’s holes were wet nd ready fir cock, I mounted Dwayne and Steve mounted Drew. We pumped them both hard. I love watching Steve fuck Drew. We timed ourselves so we both shot our load into the boys at the same time. Our bels emptied, I licked Steves load from Drew’s ass and Steve ate my load from Dwayne’s hole then Steve n me kissed tasting our boy’s sperm. Steve and I were both released but we still had 2 horny boys on our hands. We decided that it was only fair that Steve and I gave up our asses sonDwayne used my and drew fucked Steve. We all piled into bed each with a load in his ass.

The first time Sucked a str8 but curious buddy. He’d been hinting about what it must be like to get his cock sucked by another dude but never follow through. So, we’re chilling at his place and he brings it up again so I thought “fuck it” and ran my hands ofer the bulge in his jeans and told him tonight’s the night. I unzipped his jeans and he didn’t resist. I took his boots off, pulled his jeans off and buried my face in his crotch. He was wearing tight shorts and he smelled real sweaty. I told him to stand up and I got on my knees in front of him. I pulled down his shorts and got my first look at his cock. He had a handsome, thick uncut shaft. I cupped his balls and lightly worked his helmet with my tongue. His cock reared up to full erection. Fukkin beautiful - His cock was slightly curved and pointed up at the ceiling with his 4skin peeled back revealing his cock head. I put my mouth round it and took as much as I could down my throat - at least 3 quarters of it. I had one hand round his haft and the other gripping his balls. From the grunts he was making I guessed this wa his first propper blow job, I sucked on his cock and kneaded his balls and after only 5 minutes he said “I’m gunna cum” Ikept on sucking him, then he said “ I’m really gunna cum" and trie to pull out my mouth, I put my hand round him, gripped his ass and pulled him deeper into my mouth. Again he said “ I can’t stop, I’m gunna cum” and with that his cock throbbed and pumped jet after jet of sperm in my mouth and down my throat while grunting like a bull. He was so fukkin grateful and I was happy to give my buddy the best blow job he’d everr had.

"My current doctor is that good and my health is the most important thing, certainly better than sex." You're absolutely right - your health is the most important thing. However, being healthy and having sex --- the way you not your doctor want it -- are not mutually exclusive. Your doctor is not "that good." He is undermining your health (and likely others) by letting his personal bias impair his ability to be an effective health care provider. The stigma he is perpetuating is why thousands of people are still dying of HIV-related causes while PreP and treatments are available and effective. Shame is a powerful deterrent to diagnosis, treatment, and prevention. Shame on him. There are thousands of doctors. You only have one life. You deserve better.

Raw only. I am always up front that it is raw or hit the road. I learned early that condoms hurt. They get wrinkles and creases in them and it totally ruins the joy of being a bottom. I guess they could be used if you enjoy pain, but it would have to be removed at the moment of eruption.

It didn’t happen instantly, nor was it just one thing. First, I made certain that I ignored my dick entirely when getting fucked. (Easier said than done at first.) I’ve heard from others that wearing a jock helped them limit that temptation. I’ve not done that nor have I ever worn a cage. Then I focused all my energies on making my hole feel good for the Fucker. It helped when I began to refer to my hole as my pussy (or my cunt). Doing this regularly made me start thinking of my cunt as my primary sex organ. I also celebrated incremental wins. For instance: Instead of faulting myself for being hard most of the time, I congratulated myself for being soft some of the time...or half the time, etc. This led to me having increasing lengths of time soft. I also eroticized and embraced being “soft and useless” as a gift to my fucker to show my submission. I really do take pride in watching and feeling my dick flopping and jiggling on my belly or under me. Now, don’t get me wrong - I still get hard at first to show my excitement, but then I go soft very quickly once a dick is in me. You should also know that I am actually quite versatile and do fuck when the desire arises without a problem. So these techniques haven’t affected my ability to perform when I’m the Fucker. These concepts worked for me, I hope you you find some of them useful.

"Err, Doctor I have a waiting room full of men wanting to become new patients. Do you have any idea why?"

Fisting can cause the same orgasm and unless you've been fisted you can't fathom the orgasm from it...I've have cried, in a good way, as my fister passes the second ring while pressing my button!

I love giving my bottom anal orgasms. My cock is not particularly large but I fuck and pound hard especially when I’m close to cumming. It hits the prostate and sometimes my partner cums. It feels great to me as I feel the ass clench and release as he is Cumming. Great pleasure.

I met a super hot guy on Grindr who insisted on a rubber. I was like yeah, raw only and he coyly suggested I should trust him and come anyways. Bent me over his desk and lubed me up with thick stuff and shoved a fat gloved cock into me. I figured I’ll get the condom with the cum after he’s done and do what needs doing. About really hard four strokes in I fucking felt the latex snap and he went into overdrive. Didn’t take long for him to cum and when I turned to suck him clean, there was his latex “cock ring” with tattered latex still attached. Looking up he’s smiling like the Cheshire Cat and wiggling a jar of Vaseline at me 🙂 That was hot. B

I prefer the dirty talk. Tell the bttm that he does not deserve it, demean him a little, and make him beg for it. It is going in the ass regardless but for me the begging is huge turn on.

After another quick shower I enjoyed watching a guy in a sling get bred. Another finger found it's way up my hole and I decided I better get prepared for what seemed inevitable. I made my way to the front desk and bought a kit to clean out. I decided I would be prepared for a safe condom fuck. As I was showering after my douche a guy I know from the choir I sing in slipped under the shower head beside me. I had never seen him naked before. He was a pretty average looking slim guy; but his dick was anything but average. How could I not have noticed the bulge this uncut dark beauty must have created in his pants. He noticed me staring, smiled and started soaping up his crotch and magnificent man meat. Clearly his intention had gone from cleaning to stroking. I watched as it proved to be not just a shower but also a grower. Not quite as thick as a beer can and at least ten inches in length. His voice broke me out of my angling trance. "I want to fuck you. Let's finish here and go to my room." He had a regular room. Bed, mirrored walls, TV screen high on one end playing bareback porn and the light on but dimmed. We stripped off our towels as soon as the door was closed. He had me lie face down. No kissing, no fondling. It looked like this would progress as straight forward as his declaration in the shower. His hands spread my ass cheeks and his tongue penetrated my hole. I realized his tongue must be as amazing as his cock by the depth he was able to achieve. His technique was slow and sensuous at times, and fast and furious at other times. I was amazed at his endurance. After five minutes I was preparing my mind and body for the onslaught of his monster fuck stick. He transitioned from tongue fuck to eating out my tender hole. What started as a tender nibbles became bites and chewing of my ass lips just below an intolerable pain level. His technique and endurance was utterly astonishing. I lost track of time so consumed by pleasure. Finally his lips and licking started to move up my ass crack. He kissed his way up my spine and began to nibble lightly on my neck. Waves of chills and trembling moved throughout my body as something started to message my outer ring. When I thought I could take no more my hole was penetrated and I snapped to my senses. "No! No, you need to wear a condom. Pull out! You need a condom!" I cried. "Relax dude, that's just a finger. Don't worry ", his calm response. "Oh ... okay. That's okay. But you'll need a condom. " "Relax dude. Let me play with this tight hole. Let me get it good and ready. " And he did. One finger led to two. Two fingers l led to three. When the fourth finger was added I thought my ass couldn't stretch anymore. Yet at the same time it felt fantastic and my moans of pleasure just kept egging him on. To my amazement he added his thumb and proceeded with a vigorous pneumatic pulsing drilling motion. I thought I would split in two as I anticipated his knuckles breaking through and that I'd be recieving my first ever fist fuck. He seemed to know the limit to pound but not break through. After about three minutes he stopped and whispered in my ear. "This ass is now ready for my monster cock." I just nodded my head. With his naked cock head pressing against my eager hole I cleared my throat. "Hmm. Um ... you are forgetting something." "Oh shit man! Do you really want one of those. My raw skin is going to feel so much better." "I know. But yes, you need to wear a condom." "Oh man, I hate those things. They make my dick go flaccid. Please! I so want to fuck this tight ass." "No, sorry. Condom or no fuck. No matter how much I want you in me. I don't know you well enough. Fuck, I don't know anyone well enough to go raw. Besides, I already had one slip up and I'm not going through that worry again. Suite up or I'll have to ship out!" "Okay! Okay!" He was clearly frustrated. "Role over and put your legs up. I want to eat your ass as I put this on. Then I want to fuck you missionary and see your face as this monster breaches your fortress." His excellent ass eating resumed as I could hear him wrestle with the package and condom. As quick as it started it ended and I could see him looking down in distress. "It broke." He tried again and that one broke as well. I asked if he'd brought any extra large and he confessed he didn't think he'd need them. I tried to role the next one on and had better luck. He started to ease into my hole and it hurt like hell. I took deep breaths, urged him to add more lube and pleaded for him to go slow. When he was three inches in I felt the rubber snap hitting my inner gut walls. Clearly he was too big for the regular condoms the bathhouse provided. The pain in my but was both excruciating and exhilarating all at the same time.

If I am going to fuck you I WILL be dumping my load deep in your guts - No condoms and no pulling out. It is as simple as that!

Part Nineteen I woke up to my ass being eaten out. It wasn't John, because the fucking tongue felt like a tongue and not a small dick unto itself. But whoever it was had skill, what they lacked in girth they made up for in enthusiasm, which was turning me on despite myself. I was blindfolded and my arms were bound above my head, it took me a second to realize my legs were not tied and in fact, spread willingly. I groaned which must have let them know I was awake. I felt someone lightly slap my face, “Hey Ace, you with us?” Sammy's voice sounded so fucking pleasant, I wondered how much shit this kid had gotten away with over the years because he looked and sounded so innocent. “Stop,” I moaned as that tongue probed deeper. “Awww, that's not what you were saying a little bot ago,” Sammy said with a laugh, I heard a click and then my voice coming from a speaker. “Harder...fuck yeah...deeper...deeper...” I said that? “See? Just like you told me. The more aggressive and demanding the top is, the more they secretly want to be fucked.” “No!” I screamed, trying to clench my ass shut. But I was still drugged and the poppers I just woke up from had left me dazed and weak. And also, it felt amazing getting eaten out. “Still some fight in you, that's cute.” Sammy's voice now had an edge. There was silence, save the slurping of the mouth on my ass and I began to worry. I felt something wet and cool on my arm and the smell of alcohol. “Little prick,” Sammy said and I felt a sharp pain in my arm for a moment. “What the fuck,” I screamed, “What did you just...” and my world slid sideways. There was a warmth moving through my arm and then into my chest. The moment it felt like it hit my heart my whole world changed. My mind went into a haze, warm, soft haze where nothing was wrong. Suddenly I was cooing about the tongue up my ass because it felt so fucking incredible. I tried to talk but all I could do was slur as I spread my legs wider. The blindfold was removed and I looked up and saw Sammy smiling down at me, “Better?” I could feel drool slipping down my cheek as I nodded. He reached up and unfasten my arms and I fell back onto the bed completely, “Not going to need that are we?” I heard his words but they made little sense to me, fuck that tongue felt good. “You like that? You like being eaten out?” I nodded, closing my eyes in ecstasy. “Then you should thank him.” I looked up between my legs and I saw Josh down there, smiling back at me. Josh? Fucking Josh? Low man Josh? Party slut Josh? He was eating me... He dove back in and I moaned as my worries vanished as I felt touch me deep inside. “And a couple more friends wanted to say hey too...” I glanced over and saw the rest of the house naked, standing there stroking their cocks. I had fucked and each and every one these guys, Made them beg for it, made them love it, I had twisted all of them. And they were looking at me like I was lunch. Chad walked over, cock in hand and turned my head towards it, “Suck my cock bitch.” I wanted to refuse, I wanted to fucking spit on it...but Josh's tongue was so fucking good and I was feeling so mellow...I opened my mouth and felt him slide his cock across my tongue. “Get to it cunt.” The name moved something inside me and I began to roll my tongue over his cockhead, relishing the taste of his precum. “Holy shit,” Chad exclaimed, “He's really going at it.” Sammy grabbed my hair and made eye contact with me, “That's cause you like it, don't you?” The question confused me, I didn't want to like it...but couldn't remember why. In fact all I could feel was fucking pleasure and more pleasure and I didn't want it to stop. I nodded slightly as I worked the shaft of the cock. I heard the other guys cheer as Sammy let go of my head and let me get back to work. “Yeah work that fucking cock,” Chad muttered as he forced more of his cock into my mouth, “I used to fucking destroy pussy before I met you. I had a girlfriend and a fucking sidepiece...” his cock kept forcing past my tongue until hit the back of my mouth, “You remember, got me high...fucked me five times that night until I didn't know which way was up?” His head was pushing down my throat and I felt panicked for a moment but Josh licked harder and my eyes went to the back of my head. “Yeah...you fucking had me so fucked up I was crying for your cock...made me question my fucking mind.” His cock started to push down my throat and I could hear him groan, “And now you're just a hole for my cock...you like that? You like that cunt?” All I could do was gag but he didn't care, he positioned in and out of my mouth harder and harder until I felt his shaft pulse and shot after shot of hot cum was forced down my throat. He pulled back so he could spray my tongue, “Eat my load bitch, that's what bitches do...eat it.” Slowly I swallowed his load, shame burning through me. This wasn't me, I wasn't supposed to be doing this... Another wave of fucking perfection floated through me and I gulped the whole load down. Honestly it wasn't that bad... “Hey!” a hand slapped my face. I looked over and saw Paul with his throbbing cock, “Open.” There was a memory of not wanting this...but I just did it and it hadn't been so bad... I leaned forward and started to service the cock in front of me, wondering if he was going to taste as good as the last guy.

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.

We are not going to get out of this unless there’s mass vaccine take up. At this stage, various covid vaccines have been given to millions of people worldwide. They’re safe. If you want the world to go back to normal, without it taking years and without needless suffering and death for millions of people, please take a vaccine when offered one. It’s not about you as an individual. We sink or swim together on this one.

I think this is the best story on here, it was the reason I started posting on here. Because this was just too good to pass up.

My boyhole is always hairless when I plan on having sex. Since the past few years, I temporarily remove it with a hair removal creme, but i'm looking into permanent lasering in the near future, so that I'm always at my most fuckable.

Jack a 26 year old bottom 5'10 140 white with brown hair and eyes was a safe only bottom. He had post on Adam and a few other sites for safe sex. Jack found a profile he had to have, tall muscled guy 6'2 200 with 9.5 white no face but a body to kill for and for weeks Jack would hit him up and the guy would swat his attempts to chat on line and finally after weeks the guy sent back a message that said you are not into what I am into. Jack said really, try me. The guy went on to tell him thanks but they would have to talk later. Jack sent him his number in hopes he would text him but three days had passed before he saw him online. Jack hit him up and said you know I live alone. The guy said well that is two things you have going for you. Jack asked what those were, you are a bottom and you live alone. The guy never have his name so lets call him Mark. Mark told him, I know you have wanted to get with me for a while but I am hear only to look for one bottom who is willing to be a cum dump for straight guys who just need to get off on the side. We are all clean and neg and need you to be, in some ways you would make the perfect bottom since you are a safe only otherwise bottom but I get that it may not be your thing. The conversation follows: Jack: I never do it bare but Mark: But what you would for us? Jack: How many is us and how does this work? Mark: There are over 30 in the city as part of our group but all can not attend any given session but with a hot little ass like yours they will want to try. Jack: So they all go bare? Mark: Yes, the only reason we would ever fuck a guys ass is because it is bare. If we have to use condoms we can fuck any college slut out there. Jack: That makes sense Mark: You must be okay with being just a hole for guys to get off in. Jack: That sounds hot. Mark: You also must be okay with it being anonymous, we all have a lot to loose. Jack: Okay what does that mean? Mark: We are only into bottoms who are ass up and hole ready in a jock and blindfolded. Jack: really? Mark: Told you it was not your thing. Jack: Wait I am in, I really want this! Mark: Good to hear, you will make a great bottom for us to pass around. I have to run for now but I will it you up soon. Jack: Wait what about this weekend or next? It was too late Mark had already signed off. Jack was rock hard and horny as fuck and checked his account ever two hours to see if Mark hit him back about this coming weekend. Jack sent him another note and said I really need this hope this weekend works.

When I was a student I started cruising for sex in public toilets and parks and had the time of my life. Ever since then I've totally got off on having sex in public or semi-public places and over the years that has lead to some really horny experiences. In general I am viewed as sensible and measured and as someone who makes sound decisions, both at work and in my personal life. Most people who know me have no idea I totally get off on risky sex - the riskier the better. A couple of years ago I was having a drink with some friends in a straight pub in West London. It was early evening and the bar was quite full with an after work crowd. When I went to the bar to get some more drinks it took me a while to get served and as I looked around my eye caught the eye of a ginger guy in a smart dark blue shirt and darlk trousers who was drinking with a crowd of colleagues. They all looked in their late 20s, early 30s and had clearly all had a few drinks as they had become quite loud and I learned from their conversation that they all worked for a large firm of solicitors in central London and were having drinks to celebrate someone's birthday. I had been checking the ginger guy out and he had clearly noticed as he was now checking me out. I really didn't think anything would come of it as I got the drinks and rejoined my friends but every now and then he looked over at me and after a while we were both cruising each other. I still didn't think anything was going to happen but after he had sunk a few more drinks he made his way towards the toilet and blatently cruised me on his way past. I waited a moment or two and then excused myself and made my way to the toilet. The ginger guy was standing at one of the urinals, swaying slightly as he pissed heavily. As I entered the toilet he turned towards me and grinned, making no effort to hide his cock, which I could see was already half hard. I unzipped my trousers and moved in next to him. By the time he finished pissing, his cock was hard and so was mine. He reached out and took my cock in his hand and soon we were wanking each other. After a miute or two he stopped and stuffed his cock back into his pants. I was disappointed but knew it was too risky to continue what we were doing. The ginger guy motioned to me to follow him and to my surprise, instead of heading back to the bar, he turned the other way. A door was half open at the end of the passage and he pushed it and went out. I followed him and found we were in an alleyway at the side of the pub. I could see a load of barrels and crates at the end of the alley and guessed it was a storage area for the bar. There didn't seem to be anyone about and soon my pants were down and the ginger lad was sucking my cock. He sucked me really well and I was really turned on, but just as I was getting close to cumming, he stopped sucking me and stood up. He grinned drunkenly at me and then turned round and pulled his trousers and pants down and bent over. I was even more turned on now - I knew I was taking a big risk but I couldn't resist. He reached around and pulled his cheeks apart and I pushed my wet cock againts his arsehole. A little to my surprise, my cock slid up him quite easily and he grunted and bent forward as I began to fuck him bareback, right there in the alleyway, his trousers and pants at his knees and his smart blue shirt pushed up his back. I knew we would have to be quick so I didn't hold back. I fucked him slowly at first and then I took hold of his hips and began to fuck him harder as he gave satisfied little moans. I had followed him to the toilet hoping that something might happen but I had never thought for a minute that I would end up with my cock up his arse and I enjoyed every minute of the fuck. I was getting close now and after a few more thrusts I began to cum in him. I hadn't cum for quite a few days and I knew I was shooting a big load into his arse. When I had finished cumming I pulled out his arse and he grinned at me as we both pulled our pants up. A few minutes later we were both back in the bar and I was really turned on by the fact that none of my friends or any of his colleagues knew that he had drunkenly offered his arse in the alley and now had a big load of cum in him. I had enjoyed another risky public fuck a year or so before I split with my long term partner when I had a meeting one afternoon in a city on the south coast about seventy miles from London. I had been a bit late in leaving and traffic was quite heavy on the way into the city so I was still running a bit late and I then I realised I had missed the turning for the car park the meeting organisers had suggested. I found another car park after a while but it was pretty full and I had to go right up to the top floor. I was not in the best of moods now but eventually I found a space and parked the car. A young black guy parked in the space next to me and as we entered the lift together we exchanged a few remarks about the traffic. He was dressed very smartly in a shirt and tie and smart black trousers and as the lift descended I couldn't help noticing that he was packing what looked like a sizeable cock in the front of his smart trousers. He suddenly looked straight at me and I knew he had reaslised I was checking him out. He didn't seem to mind though - if anything he seemed amused and I noticed that the outline of his cock was now even more obvious in his trousers. As he exited the lift he grinned at me and I smiled back. The meeting was long and boring and it was after six by the time it finished. I made my way back to the car park and entered the lift. Just as the doors were closing I heard the sound of footsteps and pressed to hold the door open. It was the black guy I had encountered earlier and he grinned at me and said "Thanks mate," as he entered the lift. We travelled up to the top floor in silence and made our way back to our cars. The car park was pretty empty now and only a few cars remained on the top floor. He grinned at me again as he took off his jacket and placed it carefully on the back seat of his car and then asked me how my day had been. I told him and he grinned again and told me his day hadn't been much better. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to get into his car and I noticed that he was standing with his legs spread and once again I could see the outline of his cock in his trousers. He looked straight at me and a short time later I was folllowing him into a little recess area just behind where our cars were parked. The car park was a bit run down and I couldn't see any signs of CCTV and soon his cock was out and I was down sucking him off. I had guessed from the bulge in his trousers that he had quite a big cock and I was not disappointed. He sighed as I sucked his cock and then licked his balls for a while before taking his cock back into my mouth. I enjoyed every minute of sucking his cock and I was now really horny to be fucked but I didn't know if he would be up for that and also I knew I couldn't take him without lube, Then I remembered something and told him to wait for a minute. I went quickly back to my car and, as I had thought, found a little pack of lube in the pouch of my bag. I was soon sucking his cock again and then I stood up and asked him if he wanted to fuck me. He looked at me. "I don't have a condom," he said. I told him he could fuck me without a condom if he wanted. "Are you sure, mate?" he asked and when I nodded his eyes lit up. A short time later I was bent over and he was pushing his cock slowly but surely up my arse. I groaned and he gave me a minute to get used to his cock and then began to fuck me. Although we were in the little recess area, we weren't really hidden from sight and anyone coming to that part of the car park would soon have realised what we were doing. I was really turned on by being fucked bareback in a run down car park in a recess that smelt strongly of piss and I told him to fuck me harder. I hadn't been fucked for a while and certainly not by a cock as big as this one and I was close to cumming as his breathing got heavier and he panted "I need to cum....oh fuck.....I need to cum....can I cum in your arse, mate?" I didn't get the chance to answer - I could feel that he was already cumming in me and I shot my load out in front of me as he loaded my arse. Soon I was driving back up the motorway towards London, enjoying the pleasant, wet sensation of my cum filled arse. A couple of years later I was spending a few days in Munich, a city I was not particularly familiar with. That year they were having a major safe sex campaign and there were billboards and posters of both straight and gay couples all over the city encouraging people to use condoms. Despite this, I had enjoyed some horny bareback sex when I visited a club on the Friday night -the club was busy and there was certainly no shortage of lads willing to take it up the arse without a condom. On the Saturday night I met a friend for dinner in a restaurant in the west of the city. It was quite late when I left him and made my way to get the tram back into the city centre. As I waited for the tram I saw two lads coming along the other side of the road. They were fooling around and had both clearly had a few drinks. They stopped at the tram stop on the other side of the road and I noticed they now had their arms around each other. I had assumed they were a couple of straight lads on a night out but now I realised they were a couple and as I watched, they waved across the road at me. I smiled and waved back and then they kissed each other. I smiled again as I watched them fooling around. One lad was stocky with a really nice chunky arse and the other was tall and dark haired and looked to be slightly younger. They kissed again and then the dark haired lad said something and the other lad nodded. To my surprise they came across the road towards me and smiled at me again as they made their way towards a gap in some billboards behind the tram stop. I couldn't quite believe I was being cruised by two fit young lads but then the dark haired lad turned round and motioned to me to follow them. A minute later I was behind the billboard on some waste ground with the two lads. We stood for a moment and then they started kissing again. The dark haired lad pulled me towards them and soon I was kissing the other guy, who had told me his name was Timo, as the dark haired lad (whose name I didn't catch) got down on his knees. I still couldn't quite believe this was happening but a short time later Timo and I had our pants down and were kissing each other hard as the dark haired lad took turns sucking on our cocks. I could taste the alcohol on Timo's breath as he kissed me and this, together with the smell of his aftershave, made me even hornier. The dark haired lad sucked Timo's cock for a while and then started sucking me again. I was getting close now and looking forward to blowing my load in the dark haired lad's mouth when he stood up and kissed me. I was just thinking this couldn't get any hornier when, to my surprise, Timo pushed his pants and trousers right down and bent forward as the dark haired lad said "Do you want to fuck him?" Seconds later I was standing behind Timo and as I pushed my finger into his arse I found it was wet and lubed with what I was fairly sure was cum. I wondered where they had been and what they had been doing as I positioned my cock against Timo's arsehole and pushed. My cock slid up him easily and I began to fuck him as the dark haired guy watched. I knew I wouldn't last very long and after about ten or twelve thrusts I shot my load up Timo's arse. A short time later the two lads got on a tram and waved cheerfully at me as it pulled away. It was a totally unexpected encounter and an extremely horny one. I loved the way they had cruised me so blatently in the street and was turned on by the way Timo had offered his arse so willingly and by the fact that I obviously had not been the first guy to fuck him that night. My tram arrived and I got on, noticing as it pulled away that we had fucked behind a billboard with a huge safe sex poster on it. It was about six months later when I had another horny fuck. I woke really early one morning and could not get back to sleep - I had been working hard and had too much on my mind. After a while I decided I might as well get up and after I had showered and had some toast I decided I would go and do some shopping at a nearby supermarket which was open 24 hours a day. It was just after 6am when I got there and, although the supermarket was not particularly busy, there was quite a queue at the self service tills, which are the only ones open at that time in the morning. I was standing behind a dark haired guy in a beanie hat who had arrived in the queue at the same time as me. I had let him go first and he had thanked me and remarked on how busy the supermarket was. We started chatting and he told me he was from Poland and had been in London for a few years now. He told me he was on his way home after working night shift at the airport. We ended up cruising each other in the car park and once I had put my shopping in the boot of my car, he motioned to me to follow him and soon we were in some bushes on a bit of wasteland behind the supermarket and I was sucking his cock. It was still dark and I could see the headlights of the cars flashing by on the road just on the other side of the bushes as I sucked him. I could tell he was really into getting sucked and I wanted to see if he was up for going further. I motioned to him to turn round and, after hesitating for a moment, he turned round and pulled his pants down below his arse. I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his arse. His hole was quite hairy and a bit funky but I didn't care and he moaned as I licked his hole. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to push the head of my cock against his wet hole. He shook his head. "No," he said "Only with condom." I told him I didn't have a condom and continued to push my cock against his hole. He shook his head again. "No, only with condom." he repeated. He didn't stop me though as I pushed my cock against his hole again and he groaned as the head of my cock entered his arse. I was sure he would stop me then but instead he groaned again and then pulled his pants down to his knees and bent forward. I knew he wasn't going to stop me now and I pushed my cock slowly up his arse and then began to fuck him. I fucked him hard and fast and he was moaning now "Oh yes.....yes.....fuck me....fuck me.." I was close to cumming now and I thought he might ask me to pull out but he didn't say anything as I began to shoot what felt like a massive load of cum up his arse. He didn't say anything as we made our way back to the car park and I wondered if he was regretting letting me fuck him without a condom. I thought he had probably only intended to let me suck him off when he cruised me in the car park and had certainly not thought he would end up gettng his arse loaded with cum in the bushes. It was another totally unexpected and horny bareback fuck and I loved the fact that, like so many other guys, he had started off insisting on a condom and had ended up letting me breed his arse. Part 2 to follow

Another Crunch Boy model Jerome James. This boy publishes bareback videos almost every day.

when I first started bottoming in college, I was touching my cock a lot, but after the first year or so, i noticed i wouldn't get hard all that much, so I just kinda stopped touching it and focused more on the cock in my hole then the one between my legs. looking back on it, I guess i was just realizing my role as the lesser man in the room. there was only one cock in the room to me past that point. a lot of tops I've been with wouldn't even care if I was hard or not or even sporting a semi. They know their role and i know mine.

True story. Many years ago. Jack ( 33 when I met him) and I was 18 and after three years living together I was going into my early twenties at the time. He was my first boyfriend and we lived at his place, pretty happily for about three years. We lived in a coastal city in a southern state. He was getting ready to move to the rocky mountains, for work and I was getting close to finishing a undergraduate university degree locally, with only a year left . So I didn't want to move away and he was moving on his own. I did love him, but I felt he was getting restless and was leaving for a better job, and I was given a scholarship to continue an advanced degree locally to start in a year, so it worked out. A month before packing house and moving to a place on campus, I visited an aunt in the midwest during spring break and on arrival home during breakfast the next morning, Jack told me that he had lunch with our mutual friend Jason, who admired Jack's manhood while they were changing for a beach swim , as Jason's apt. was near a popular tourist beach. Jack told me that Jason liked what he saw ( evidently for the first time) and informed Jack : " You know you are going to have to fuck me with that thing". Jack evidently complied with the request the week I was gone. Parenthetically, Jack let me know that Jason's dick was as surprisingly long as his, but not as thick. My response was bizarre, and puzzled me: I didn't feel sad, jealous or outraged. I felt aroused. I thought of Jack cornholing Jason , both of them grunting, likely in a doggy style position( That's what Jack liked best) and I got hard. To be sure, Jason is a kind and upbeat person with his signature mirthful laugh. He was in his late 30's and they had been friends for years before I came on the scene, although never boyfriends.While Jack's other friends were cordial, but cool torwards me, (I think because of our a noticeable age difference,) Jason was always welcoming and seemed genuinely glad to include me in barbecues, dinners, picnics and gatherings . Jason and I became friends, and even went hiking to local mangrove swamps together when Jack worked some weekends. Jason was about 38, years old looked like a shorter James Taylor. About 5'6". Always with a ready smile. I was aroused and wanted to share in the fun. It was spring and I called Jason and asked if I could come over during the week (Spring break still had one more week before ending), while Jack was at work. I'd bring a bag lunch from Jason's favorite organic lunch spot near our place. It surprised me that Jason readily agreed. considering what transpired the week before, which neither of us mentioned. There was no discussion of Jack. When I got to Jason's small apartment later that week, we decided to swim first ( before lunch) as it looked like rain was imminent. We stripped into our trunks together, or almost. I was excited and hard , as Jason touched my not insubstantial cock and sported his own 7.5" streamlined attractive member surrounded by a full brown bush. Jason looked at me and smiled and laughed his pleasantly familiar laugh and I bent down to fellate him. As I did so, he ran his hand through my hair and caressed my ear while I was licking his cock and sucking it's circumcised head. After a few minutes he laughed his mirthful laugh again and told me to stop. He got down on the wooden floor with me , kissed my lips, and informed : " You really don't know what you're doing .do you?". I wasn't sure what he meant, but he led me to the queen size bed in the middle of the studio apt. , both of us naked with our erect antennae like cocks bobbing up and down. Once on the bed, he lifted my legs high above his legs and started to suck the part of my taint between my asshole and my balls for about 6 minutes and I was in heaven. He then separated out each testicle with his mouth and sucked them each individually. The sensation was awesome. He continued on to deep throat my cock while he rolled his tounge around my mushroom head in his closed mouth until the eyes rolled back in my head. What he did next, I think changed the course of my life and my passion for mansex intensified forever: Jason lifted my legs up further and planted his tounge deep within my asshole and I yelped out loud. I almost cried with pleasure. I never experienced that nor even knew it existed ( wasn't even in porn videos or magazines that I saw.) After about 15 minutes of being rimmed, I was euphoric and my legs felt like jelly. At that point, I wanted to redeem my ( sophomoric sexual skills) with Jason. We changed positions, and I got his legs on my shoulders and rimmed him for awhile. ( I quickly discovered that rimming another man was as enjoyable as getting rimmed yourself.) I then asked if I could fuck him. He nodded and I pulled KY out of my bag and slathered it on my dick adding to the precum already there. Jason frowned and gave me a skeptical look and said " I don't think that's a good idea." He pulled out a previously opened box of Trojans from the bureau and put them on the bed. ( Did Jack fuck Jason with a condom the week before ? I didn't ask.) I begged and told Jason that I tested negative last month and only had sex with Jack for the past few years( both true). Jason laughed and relented : " Alright, Just this once." His legs were back on my shoulders and I pushed my glistening cock firmly through his tight pucker and and as it broke the first ring he was moist and inviting and warm enveloped my cock like it belonged there forever and I pushed farther balls deep, in and out and he felt amazing. His eyes were closed , and was panting audibly with a few quiet moans. He complimented : " Oh that feels good" . Which meant a lot to me as he was a good teacher of the pleasures of sex. I kissed his knee and rubbed his thighs as I fucked him and didn't last more than 5 minutes, as I started to flood his guts . I pulled out midway and jizzed ropes of cum on his chest practically to his nipples, as I wasn't sure if he wanted me to cum in him and anyway it was a hot show, if I may say so myself. Jason opened his eyes and started to laugh uproariously as if he just got the punchline to a funny joke and exclaimed: " that was fun!" I rubbed my jizz all over his belly and kissed his navel, and wiped my wet sticky hands on my own chest. He smiled at me. It was late, Jack was soon coming home to the house that we lived, in Jack and I and it was going to be about 30 minutes in traffic to drive home ,so I left the bag lunches with Jason got dressed and left quickly ( smelling like cum, sweating, with my hair tousled which was going to be hard to explain). Neither Jason nor I ever said anything about it to Jack, no need. And Jason and I never discussed what transpired the week before between Jack and himself ( no need). Jason and I continued to have "lunch" from time to time at his apt. until Jason moved to Seattle a few years later.

Wondering if this happen to anyone ? Been to a party - drinking and smoking weed - had to pee - pulled inside a road side park area - rushing in to piss . Came upon a huge guy , huge dick , underneath the hand warmer blower - playing with his dick ! Oh Fuck - I was staring at his big , juicy , hard dick while I was pissing ! . He was huge and chatting to me - wanted to be sucked off - he was anxious - aggressive to me - took a hold of me - playing with my dick - balls - fingering my ass - fucking me - unloadig his cum loads - feeling I was raped !

I ignore it completely. I’m entirely focused on pleasing my Fucker. My pride and pleasure is derived entirely from His enjoyment. And I have trained myself to go completely soft and useless as a demonstration of my submission to the Fucker using me. This has the added benefit of making it less likely that a) the Fucker will want to stroke it and b) that He will feel insecure as my dick is usually bigger dick than theirs. As a plus, the look and feel of my totally soft dick jiggling on my belly for my Fucker to see is a very real turn on for me.

I went into a local grocery store yesterday to get some fruit. I was wandering through the fruit section and I noticed a guy in T-shirt and shorts, which was weird since it was cold here in So Cal! I noticed the bulge in his shorts, a fairly decent outline of a nice cock! He caught me looking and smiled. As I watched, he rubbed his cock through his shorts and it was getting hard! He stepped behind a display, looked around and pulled it out and stroked it a bit. Nice Cock! I licked my lips and he laughed. Then he walked over and asked if I was a fag and wanted to suck his cock? I nodded yes. I followed him into the back of the store and straight into the Men's Room. He locked the door and in a flash he was naked except for his mask and shoes! I started to kneel, and he stopped me. Fags are naked when they suck my cock he told me! So, in the back of a local grocery store, in a men's room I stripped naked and knelt to suck his cock. Nice, shaved, about 8 inches with veins all over. I licked the head and sucked his balls, and when I put him in my mouth, he came, a lot. I loved the cum but I was disappointed because I really wanted to play with his cock for a while. Then he told me not to worry, he could come a second time! So I got to suck and play with his cock for a nice while. Felt like a total fag! Finally he pulled my hands off and started fucking the head of his cock in and out of my mouth, getting close. He pulled his cock out and started to stroke it, and then blasted my face! A lot of cum for a second time in such a short time! He the took his cock and started smearing the cum all over my face and using it to feed me his cum. When he was done, he told me to clean his cock, lick it clean! Then he told me to sit on the toilet, and without thinking like a good faggot, I did as he told me. He stood in front of me and started pissing into the toilet and on my cock, then walking his piss stream up my body, until he was pissing on my face. I opened my mouth and swallowed piss for the first time in my life! He pissed a lot and most of it into my mouth! When he was done I licked his cock clean again. And in a flash, he was dressed again and going out the door. I quickly locked it again and realized my situation. Naked, covered in cum and piss in a public restroom. It took a while to get presentable and dressed. I think I used all the paper towels in there. As I left the store, he was out front , walked over and handed me a card with an email address and walked away. I emailed with no response yet. I'm still amazed how when a guy shows me a nice cock, I turn into a total faggot and do whatever he tells me to get to his cock! Never said a word, just sucked his cock twice and let him piss in my mouth, in public!

Yo! I've been on this site for a while but wasn't very active until now. Y'all are hot as fuck and I'm liking what I see hahaha. My name's Joseph, I'm 25, mostly a submissive bottom. Student for the most part. Hmu

Part 5 The rest of what was left of the weekend was spent naked in Colt's bed, smoking weed, cuddling, kissing, and I never wanted it to end. But it had to end, and Monday found us back in school. 2nd period was a total waste. We had history together and I dont remember a thing that Mr. Koon said that day. I sat right behind Colt and couldn't take my eyes off of his body. I stared at his big, strong arms, remembering how they had been wrapped around me, holding me tight. He'd move them and I would catch glimpses of his pit hair, my dick getting hard as I thought how badly I wanted to bury my face in them again, licking them, breathing in his smell. His smell. I had never noticed it before, but sitting behind him, when I leaned forward I could smell him. The smell of his light, manly musk made my cock hard and leak precum into my boxers. When the bell rang and brought me back to the real world, Colt turned around and said, "Meet me by the auditorium at lunch." Then he smiled at me and I felt butterflies in my stomach. Lunch break found me waiting by the auditorium doors. Colt came striding down the hall looking like the absolute god he was in his sleeveless t-shirt and skin tight wranglers, his black cowboy hat on his head. My eyes fell to his bulging crotch and I felt my mouth water knowing what was down there. He looked around to make sure no one was paying attention and opened the door. I followed him like a bitch as we stepped into the darkness. Once we were inside, he grabbed me by the front of my shirt and roughly pushed my back into a dark corner before his huge body covered mine locking our lips together. "Oh baby." He moaned in between frantic kisses. "I can't stop thinking about you and your hot mouth. Suck my cock bitch." He said as he tried pushing me to my knees. "What? Here? We can't!" I panicked. "Someone will see us!" "Nobody's gonna come in here babe. I promise. Come on, do it for me. I need it!" As if almost in a trance, I sunk to my knees as Colt unbuckled his pants, fishing out his half-hard monster. I let out a little sigh as I got a whiff of his crotch. I took him into my mouth as he softly moaned. "Oh yea baby. That's my little bitch. Suck your brothers cock. Take out your cock bitch. Jerk off while you suck me." Without even thinking twice, I instinctively undid my jeans and took out my own rock hard cock. I fisted myself as Colt held my head and fucked my mouth. "Take my cock bitch. Take it in your whore mouth." He whispered as he pounded my face and I pounded my dick. I was so turned by the danger of what we were doing, I was already close to cumming. Apparently Colt was as turned on as me because it wasn't long before he was panting, "Here it comes baby. Here comes my fucking load. Swallow it you slut!" Then his cock exploded in my mouth, filling it with his hot, creamy jizz. As soon as he blew his load into my mouth, my own cock shot off, spraying my cum on the auditorium floor. After I had swallowed every drop of Colt's precious cum that I could, he pulled me up and kissed me deeply. "I love the taste of my cum in your mouth, you dirty little pig." He said after he pulled off of me. "See you next period. Go out those doors." He said pointing to a different exit on the other side as he quickly went out a different set of doors. Next period we both had Trigonometry and our desks were next to each other. And even though I had just cum, sitting there next to Colt with the taste of his load still fresh in my mouth, my cock stayed hard in my jeans. He looked over and saw me staring at him, and he slowly licked his lips. I just smiled as I looked into his eyes. After school we could barely get to my house fast enough, the safest as my parents worked late. We were kissing frantically while ripping each others clothes off as we entered my bedroom. Colt pushed me back onto my bed as he grabbed my jeans and pulled them and my underwear off me, exposing my hard cock. "Yea, you like that, dont ya you little slut. You like to be treated rough. You like a man to take charge of you." I just layed there, panting in lust as Colt finished taking his clothes off, his own big hard cock sticking straight out. He grabbed the lube out of my night stand and slicked up his cock as he crawled between my legs, spreading them apart. Then he put one elbow by my head and lowered his face to mine as his other hand guided his cock to my hole. He started to push into me and pain flashed through my body. After the crazy weekend, and had come down from the drugs, my ass was as sore as fuck. But Colt didn't care. I looked in his eyes and I saw a hardness I had never seen before. Not anger, and certainly not lust, just a cold, empty stare. He gave a hard thrust, and half of his monster ripped into me. I cried out in pain. "Yea baby, let me hear you." Colt said in a cruel way. "Let me hear my little bitch as he takes his brothers big cock in his beat up pussy. Come on you little whore, do it! Scream for me!" He demanded as he forced the rest of himself deep into my bowels. It's not like he really had to tell me to do that, it came naturally. "Aaaaggghhh!" I cried out as my aching ass was split open. "Oh fuck Colt." I whined as tears ran down my face. "Oh yea." Colt growled. "That's what I like. That's what I wanna hear. My little bitch as he takes my cock!" Then he started fucking me, strong and hard, using his phenomenal ab muscles to pound my poor hole. I just wrapped my arms around his neck and held on tight, letting out grunts and gasps as his dick hammered my prostate. "Oh yea." He continued as sweat dripped off him. "Your pussy's so good. Best pussy I've ever fucked. It's my pussy now. I own it. I own your nasty little faggot hole, you little whore." I have to admit, in spite of the pain, the way he was treating me was turning me on. He was just using me as a hole, and my rock hard cock proved I loved it. So much so that when he let out a primal yell and started dumping his cum into me, I shot off like a rocket. I practically saw stars as my aching ass was filled with his seed and my own cock spurted like a fountain between us, coating both of our stomachs in a hefty, teenage load. Colt collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily, his cock still buried inside me. After about 30 seconds, he moved so his face was over mine, his eyes still hard and cold. Then I felt it. A warmth began to fill me up and I realized Colt was pissing into me. As soon as I opened my mouth to say something he covered it with his hand. "Sssshhhhh." He silenced me, his eyes never leaving mine." Just let it happen bitch. I said I own you and I meant it. Your gonna be my little piss bucket as well as my cumdump. That's a good boy, just take it." I should have been grossed out, but I wasn't. Just like everything else Colt had introduced me to, it turned me on. I began to lick his hand as the warmth spread deeper and deeper into me. He removed his hand and started to kiss me, and as usual, I just melted into him, giving myself over to his magnetic power. When he finally finished pissing, he pulled out and I struggled to hold all of his fluids inside me. "You better go empty yourself." He said with a gentleness that had been missing during our fuck. He laughed as he watched me walk gingerly out of my room to the bathroom, piss running down my legs. I marveled at how much there was as I sat on the toilet, feeling a little sad I couldn't keep it all in me. He was ripping into the bong when I returned. "You ok?" He asked as I sat on the bed next to him. "Yea, I am." I answered. And I was. I mean, I already knew Colt liked it rough sometimes, so I shouldn't have been surprised when it entered our relationship, or whatever the fuck it was we had. "Good." He said as he kissed me tenderly. "You think you can give it as good as you take it?" I just looked at him as I ripped on the bong. I exhaled a big cloud of smoke in his face, and just smiled. "Just stay here and I'll right back mother fucker." I said as I jumped off the bed and left the room. I may not have been as experienced as Colt, but I wasn't ignorant about shit. I had the internet after all. In no time at all, I was back in my room with a handful of my old man's ties. "On your stomach faggot!" I ordered him as I stood over the bed. Colt's green eyes sparkled as he flipped over. "Yes SIR!" He said with a smile on his face. In no time I had him spread eagle and tied tightly to the bed frame. I couldn't believe how fuckin sexy that big hunk of a man looked like that, helpless, at my mercy with his perfect round ass sticking up. I dug through my laundry and found a jockstrap. With a bit of effort, I was able to squeeze out a little more piss from my ass, enough the make the pouch wet. I straddled Colt's broad back and grab those beautiful brown curls, pulling his head back. "Open your mouth faggot!" I ordered him. Then I stuffed it full with my jock and tied in place with another tie. I stood over him and just stared at the tied down god. Fuck he was hot! Part of me wanted to untie him and make sweet gentle love with him. But a bigger part of me wanted to give Colt what he wanted. All I wanted to do was make him happy, and if that meant dominating him, I was more than happy to do it. I pulled his leather belt out of his jeans and raised it up high. Then, I brought it down as hard as I could on that perfect round ass. Colt yelled into the gag as his body tensed up tight. I smiled to myself knowing I held all the power at the moment. I leaned down and whispered into his ear, "Whose the bitch now?" Colt just groaned as I stood back up and began a full assault on his ass. Over and over I beat him as he howled and struggled in his bounds. "That's right you fuckin bitch!" I growled. "You think you're such a tough man? You're nothing but a faggot pussy bitch! And I'm gonna make you cry. Cry like the little bitch that you are!" I kept up the assault as hard as I could, enjoying the site as his white globes turned pink, then red as welts appeared. The rush of inflicting this pain on the man I loved made my cock ache. Finally, after 25, maybe 30 strokes, I broke him. He started blubbering like a baby and I finally stopped the beating. Instead of feeling bad for him, I wanted him to hurt a little bit more, after all, that's what he wanted. I crawled between his legs and layed the belt on the bed next to him. I spread his cheeks and looked at the hole before me, waiting to be raped. I had decided to make him really feel it and skipped the lube. I spit on his hole a few times then placed my dick head against it. I grabbed his bull like shoulders and began to push into him. He screamed into the gag as I popped into him. But I didn't stop. Going in dry felt way different than going in lubed, but I didn't stop until I had bottomed out in him. Colt continued blubbering as I held his shoulders and began fucking him. It didn't take long before his ass loosened up a bit, and soon his tears ended and he was moaning like a two dollar whore. I pounded him as hard as I could, just like he had done to me, and soon, I was close to cumming. I picked up the belt and wrapped it around his throat. Then I grabbed his hair in one hand and the belt in the other. I pulled his head back as I pounded him. "Take that you fucking cunt!" I shouted. "You pussy ass jock piece of shit! You're nothing but a faggot cumdump whore!" As I shouted derogatory things at him and pulled the belt tightly, Colt's entire body started shaking as he let out a long groan into the gag. His ass started really squeezing my cock, and I knew the bitch was cumming. That was enough to push me over the edge and I flooded his hungry guts with another huge load from me. I collapsed onto his back, breathing heavily after yet another mind blowing orgasm. I untied his gag and pulled out the soggy jock. I saw Colt smile as he said, "Thank you Sir. I fuckin love you!"

What a gorgeous (and lucky) boy! I'd fucking love Harri Oakland to fuck me. He's just dirty, I love him! That last one with the bottoms slapping and holding each other is exactly what I'm like when I team up with another bottom. And the roar out of Danny when Harri rams his cock up his cunt, FUCK YEAH, I felt every bit of that! 🐷😈 Harri, if you're on here and want to fuck an ageing former twink, hit me up! 😂

When we finally makes his way through my tight hole and slides in my guts. And when I feel his balls slapping my taint.

Sorry it's been so long guys. Classes have been absolutely brutal and time-consuming. This is part 4, with part 5 coming sometime before the 20th of September. --- Part 4 "Are you sure boy?" Was I sure? No. Was I going to do it? Hell yeah! "May I daddy?" I asked him, with absolute certainty in my voice. I was scared but I knew it was now or never. He looked at me with the most intense gaze. So strong, that it always made me look away. But I decided to hold my ground and keep my eyes on him, to show him I wasn't weak. That I wasn't doing this just for him. I was doing this for me. This was my emancipation, my stepping off point from my old life and burning the past away. Stepping into a new life, with Daddy as my guide and my torch in the darkness. "Do it." *DING* And in that moment, I was free. ---- We were in Daddy's bedroom. I was completely naked and on my knees with a big, hefty collar around my neck as the only garment. Attached to the collar was a leash which was in Daddy's hand, who was standing next to me. On any other day, I would have been engrossed in appreciating his beautiful bedroom but right now my eyes were glued to the situation in front of me. The bed (king size) was a 4-poster one. On each of the 4 pillars was a singular camera, rigged and pointed towards the center of the bed. On the top-left and bottom-right corner of the bed, cameras were setup to record any action taking place in the bed. On the wall facing the bed, a 46 inch television was mounted which was turned off at the moment. Two massive studio lights on two corners of the room illuminated the bed. By all accounts, this looked like the setup for a porn video shoot. Sensing my anticipation, daddy simply yanked on my leash and made me move towards the bed. He ordered me to get on the bed, and lie down on my back, facing the TV. "This was supposed to go very differently boy", Daddy said as he started to move around the room. "I was planning to film you taking my poz dick and use that as a blackmail tool," he continued as he moved around and started to turn on the cameras one by one. Once the cameras were done, he went to a shelf in the room and extracted a black box, carried it to the bed and placed it next to me. "Plan's changed now. Tonight, we're putting on a performance," he said, as he turned on the TV. On the screen was a clear shot of the bed. I was completely visible in all my naked glory, facing towards the TV. Before I could react in any manner, daddy swooped in next to me and started to kiss me. "In the next few minutes, you and I are going live on cam. Every nasty pervert in the world is going to see your pozzing. They'll see you begging me for my load, and asking to be infected. Tonight, I'll be your executioner, handing you your death sentence and bind you to me, physically and mentally." I practically jumped into his arms, smashing my mouth into his, showing my willingness. Everything he'd just said had traveled from my ears to my brain and shot straight down into my cock and asshole. He knew what his words had done for me, as his arms wrapped around me pulling me closer. "Let's begin." Daddy picked up his phone and started to fiddle with it for a few seconds. At first, nothing seemed out of the ordinary until the TV screen changed. Now, instead of one single shot of the bed, there were 8 different rectangular shots placed through the length and breadth of the screen, each focusing on me and daddy from different angles. As hot as it was, there was no time to take it all in as I felt daddy pull me up by my collar until I was kneeling on the bed, facing the TV again. "State your name boy for everyone," his voice was gruff and meant business. "My name is Ian Connelly." "And why are you here?" "I am here to be pozzed by you daddy," I said with as much gusto as I could. However, daddy didn't look impressed which made me realize I needed to keep going. "I am here to accept my fate as a poz cumdump daddy. I am here to turn into a whore for you, a pig slave for you daddy who loves taking your infected death stick in my pussy." This made daddy happy, as his grip on my collar relax. Instinctively, my shoulders relaxed and I felt the tension on my throat dissipate. But, my relaxation was the last thing on his mind, as I his hands grabbed my skull and pressed it against his groin. I took the hint and started to lick his cock, running my tongue through its length and width, playing with his cock head and licking the area around his crotch. The thought of people watching me exposed, slobbering over a poz man's cock made my dick throb as I continued showing daddy just how special his cock was. Daddy laid down on the bed on his back, while I positioned myself next to his cock. I started to suck him slowly, looking up at him while doing so. My ass was facing the TV, so I couldn't see the view but I was sure it was pretty fucking hot. His musty crotch smelled so good, and the more I licked and slobbered, the weirder the smell got. Between his natural scent and my spit, his dick smelled like pure sex and it was all the invitation I needed to start taking him into my mouth. His piercings scrapped the walls of my throat and mouth and made me realize, that just the act of performing oral on him could lead to me getting pozzed. The thought made me both chuckle and turned on, as I focused on pushing more of his dick down my throat. A wide cock is challenging to push down your throat. A thick cock with multiple piercings is next to impossible, and I struggled trying to take his length entirely. Daddy understood I was struggling and finally came to my aid. He wrapped his palms around my throat and skull respectively, and pulled his length out. A quick gulp of air was all the relief I got as he held me in place and pushed his cock in one go. My eyes popped open as my throat was ripped to accommodate his length. I screamed into his cock, which came out as muffled groans, as he held me in place. I squirmed and struggled, but I was locked in place. I tried moving my body, but he wrapped his legs along my back, holding me in place. I looked up at him in pain, tears streaming down my eyes, and all I could see was a jubilant look on his face. Like the face of an apex predator, enjoying the final moments before his prey would succumb. Something inside my brain snapped as the desire to please him took over. I slowly started to move my throat up and down his shaft, just enough to stimulate while keeping my throat spread open. My free hands traveled along the length of his body until I finally found his pierced nipples. I slowly started to twist it with my fingers, all the while focusing on his manhood spearing through my mouth. "Mmmm, good pig. You know what gets daddy going don't ya," he said as his hand on my skull slowly loosened its grip just enough to give me a rub. By now, I was a little more confident so I started to push his cock out of my throat. As it slipped out of my tonsils, it made me gag and I quickly pushed it out. Almost immediately, a massive amount of spit and throat slime slipped out of my mouth and all over my body. To say I was disgusted by myself and ashamed would be an understatement. But before I could react, he scooped up some of the slime in his palms. Next, his palm moved down to my asshole and rubbed that slime all over my hole. The sensation of his rough slimy fingers rubbing my asshole, made me moan out loud. "Yeah, pig likes that. All that slime is all the lube you're gonna get bitch." I simply moaned my approval, as his finger slipped inside my hole. For the next few minutes, he worked my hole with his fingers, one at first followed by two, three and four. By the fourth finger, I was moaning like a bitch in heat, pushing my hole against his hands and fucking myself on his fingers. "Yeah ride those fingers pig. Lets get you nice and open for my cock." Another few minutes and I couldn't take it anymore. I got off his fingers, got on all fours while facing towards the TV, and presented my hole to him. "Fuck me daddy, please," I begged him. He stayed where he was, a smirk plastered on his face, as he observed my open hole. The anticipation was killing me and I started to thrust my ass backwards towards him, showing just how willing I was for what he possessed. "Fuck me daddy, give me your poz load. Infect me, make me dirty and diseased please. I want to carry your poz babies inside me daddy," I begged and begged, for the world to see. I truly didn't care who was watching, all that mattered was the desire to be fucked by this man's weapon. "As you wish boy." He got up and positioned himself behind me. He was facing the TV as well, as he lined himself up. I saw myself on TV, on all fours, with daddy behind me. He was rubbing his dick on my hole, teasing me and lubing me up with his precum. It was so hot and I couldn't help it anymore. "Pleaaasseee daddy please, I can't wait please," I was on the verge of tears, the need to be bred burning strong within me. The next thing I felt was the pain of being split open by a 7.5 inches long, beercan thickness, multiple piercings cock. I screamed out in pain, squirming and tried to push him out. In response, he pushed his weight on top of me until he pushed me into the bed and was on top of me. I was crying and screaming, as I felt his massive dick work its way through my ass or what was my ass. The pain was intense enough to drive all senses away but not enough to make daddy stop. "Its the only way boy, I tore your ass open. Now my boys will have a better shot at infecting," he said as he started to thrust slowly. "Isn't that what you want, to carry daddy's disease babies inside you. To be daddy's cumwhore?" The man knew exactly what to say as the word cumwhore made me relax. I slowly started to focus on the slight pleasure and numb out the sensation of pain. It took a while but slowly, the pain was gone. I knew it and when I used my ass muscles to squeeze his dick and push him deeper, so did he. "That's it baby, open up for daddy. Let daddy inside you." "Fuck me daddy, breed me with your infection," I groaned as I felt his thickness invade my depth. He grabbed my hair with his free hand, making my face visible for those watching. His head was on my shoulder, his rugged breadth on my neck sending shivers down my spine. "You ready slut? I can't hold it anymore." "Yes daddy, breed my hole." He started to piston drive into my hole, sending waves of intense pain and pleasure through me. My toes curled, my ass burned, my dick twitched and my brain went into per-orgasmic overdrive. "Fuck yes pig, here it comes. Gonna pump my charged load into your beaten asshole. Charge you up with my babies," his breath became sharper. "GODDAMN IT, HERE IT COMES. CHARGED LOAD IN YOUR PUSSY AAAARGGGHH," he screamed as he exploded inside my hole. The power of his ejaculation rubbed my prostrate, making me cum hands free at the same time. My orgasm drove my ass into overdrive, as I started to milk him harder for every drop, as I dropped my own neg load into the sheet. When he was finally done, he slowly pulled himself out. When his dick plopped out, I felt the cold air on my ass and the burning sensation of injury. Slowly I turned around to watch his cock, already aware of what I was going to see. His cock was covered in an orange slime, a mix of spit, precum, cum and my blood. He was looking at me with a look I hadn't expected from him. Warmth and love. I felt tired, exhausted and satiated beyond reason. And as I stared at the beautiful concoction covering his cock, consciousness faded away and I collapsed.

Part 2 When I finally turned around and saw him, it took my breath away. He was one of the ugliest men I had ever seen. His round pudgy face was filled with scars, his nose looked like it had been badly broken at some point and hadn't healed, his nostrils were shaped upwards with a gigantic septum piercing hanging, giving the illusion of an actual snout. A full, dirty beard decorated his face, his lips were thick, ashy and a little charred, with a piercing in his chin. Multiple ear piercings adorned his ears, which alongside the tattoos on his bald scalp, made him look like an absolute freak. To top it off, his natural scent was vile. A mix of sweat and something animalistic, the pungent scent attacked my nostrils making my nose burn a little. Any repulsion I faced was completely dissipated when he planted his lips on mine. His mouth tasted bad, smelled worse and yet, it was so erotic at the same time. I was shell shocked to kiss him back until I felt his palm grab my ass and squeeze my cheeks. It made me moan just enough for him to slip his tongue in, and I used it as an opportunity to kiss him back. I wanted this, I wanted this man to violate me. To fuck me, make me cry and squeal and spurt his toxic seed in my ass. We frenched hard for a few more minutes before he withdrew himself. He was smiling, like a predator that knows he's made the kill, and he led me away from my car. I walked with him, leaving my car behind, to his truck and off we went. An hour later, we pulled up to a farm. I was riding shotgun in Daddy's truck thinking about everything that had transpired. When we pulled up to the farm, I realized just how abandoned it truly was. Not a soul or a house around for miles, nobody who would know what went down at the farm. It was his own quiet corner, a place where he could be the true freak he was without judgement. He parked in the driveway and invited me inside. I was half expecting to find a dirty, filthy housing situation so it surprised me when I saw a nicely decorated farmhouse, befitting someone who lived alone. He offered me a beer , grabbed one for himself and we sat down on the couch. "Why did you try to run boy?" he broke the awkwardness in the air. "I,um....it..." I mumbled, unable to find the words. "You know what you want, your body knows what you want, part of your mind knows what it wants. So, why keep denying who and what you are?" "I..don't know what you mean," I blurted out. "Yeah you do. You want to be pozzed by daddy. But that's not the whole reason why you are here, is it boy?" he replied, the corner of his mind breaking into a slight grin. I kept my silence, knowing he would continue if I didn't respond. I knew why I was here and even though I didn't have the strength to say it out loud or even admit it, I knew he could smell it on me. "You're here to let go boy. Getting pozzed isn't the end goal, it's the beginning to what you've really wanted isn't it," his voice went down to a whisper, almost subliminal, as if he was speaking to my subconscious mind. He got up and sat next to me, placing his hand on my thigh and slowly rubbing it. "You want more than to be what you are. You want to be dirty, filthy, wretched even. You want to be corrupted by a beast and to become a beast. Isn't that right boy?" his hand was rubbing my thigh more aggressively now. "Why else would you find someone like me to poz ya? Most guys don't want to come close to me, let alone give up their holes. But you, you worked for it. You showed me you wanted it, despite knowing what I was. What kind of person does that, eh?" his hand moved up my thigh, resting next to my crotch, his fingers an inch away from my very throbbing cock. "You're a piglet boy. I see it inside, the desire to be a piglet for daddy. To be molded by daddy and turned into the pig you were born to be." As he finished his sentence, I saw him pulling a fat cigar from his pocket and put it in his mouth. I wasn't into smoking or smokers but watching him prepare the cigar and lighting it, there was something extremely sensual and sexual about it. His eyes were on me, tracking me, even when he was lighting his cigar up. I saw his hands run through the length of the cigar, like a cock being gently handled, before he lit it. He was still watching, as he let the smoke rest inside his lungs for a second, before exhaling all that smoke at me. It smelled weird and good. The smell was strong, and instantly gave me a weird taste on my tongue, but it smelled masculine. The strong aroma grabbed my attention towards itself, numbing my other senses as I breathed in the second hand smoke. Daddy kept puffing and huffing, pushing more smoke towards me, and the more I smelled the less inhibited I felt. My body was tingling, my mind felt empty and I felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off of my shoulder. A while later, daddy took a deep smoke breath and pulled me in for a kiss. He parted my lips with his, and pushed the smoke inside me, sealing my mouth and letting it stay in. The smoke filled up my lungs and its contents shot up through my blood into my brain. The sudden rush of endorphins made my cock chub harder in my pants, and I moaned around daddy's lips. He gave me an evil smirk and gave me mouthfuls of more smoke. Each puff made me deliriously high, chipping away my resistance & anxiety, and replacing it with a burning desire to please this sexy beast. "Tell me what you want boy. I wanna hear you say it," he said between mouthfuls of passing smoke. "Use me daddy, please fuck me," I said in breathless anticipation. "Try again boy." "Fuck me with your poz seed daddy, poz me please." "Good, a little more boy." "Oh fuck, ruin me daddy. Turn me into a filthy pig like you. Destroy me daddy. Destroy my life." "Yeah baby, that's it. Daddy's gonna turn you into his filth loving poz piglet. Daddy's going to wreck you, burn down everything you have and give you real purpose piglet. Is that what you want?" Yes, that is what I wanted. But it didn't feel right to tell him that as much as it would to show him. So, I stood up, placed myself in front of him and kneeled down. He watched in silence, deep in thought, yet his eyes glared down towards me. A few minutes later, he stood up so that his groin was in front of my face. Impulsively, I moved my head towards it to lick it through his trousers. SMACK! The stinging in my cheek was sudden, unexpected and painful. He had slapped me hard enough to knock the wind out of me & humiliated me. My penis and asshole, however, were turned on by his aggression and I felt them both come back to life. Dazed, I looked up at him, humiliation and arousal plastered on my face. "Thank you sir." He pushed my face towards his crotch, until my nose and mouth were on top of his hefty endowment. The smell was absolutely foul and rancid, and such an absolute turn-on. "Breathe it boy. Smell the cock that'll baptize you," he said softly, coaxing me almost like a child. The smell was overwhelming. The kind of smell that burns your nose, runs through your air canal and wrecks your respiration. It made my eyes water, my heart palpitate, my body sweat, and most importantly, my cock throb. He sat back down on the couch with my face still pressed against his covered crotch. I felt him move his upper body until a strong smell hit my nose, making me look up. There was daddy, completely shirtless, in all his masculine glory. He wasn't just hairy, he was furry. Staring from his beard to his lower abdomen, barely any skin was visible. Whatever little was visible, was covered in dark tattoos in shapes I didn't understand. His hefty pecs, while muscular once, had sagged slightly into beginner man-boobs. His nipples were over an inch long, with multiple piercings in them. But all of that was overshadowed by the creme-de-la-creme on his right shoulder where the hair was thinner. A blood red biohazard tattoo, beautifully carved and perfectly capturing the ghastly beast that he was. I was delirious with my own pleasure and started to lick his crotch, trying to melt the fabric with my spit. I wanted his dick so bad and I was going to have it, come hell or high water! "Strip boy." I quickly withdrew from his crotch and shed my clothes. Naked as the day I was born, I got back on my knees and got back to smelling his manhood. "Unlock and give me your phone boy." Under normal circumstances, I wouldn't even consider it but this was no ordinary circumstance and I was on a scent-high. I did as he asked, never questioning why he wanted my phone and got back to the task at hand. Suddenly, he grabbed my hair and pulled my face back. With his grip on, he stood up until he was towering over me. "Take off my pants pig," he said pointing my phone at me. The open flashlight made me realize that he was recording me serving him. I took his pants off, not realizing he was going commando. If the scent was strong before, it was extra powerful now. But who gave a fuck when I was seeing the most beautiful (& the most important) cock of my life. Pictures didn't do justice to his cock, which upfront, was sure to wreck whatever hole came across its path. As he let go of my hair, he grabbed his semi-hard dick and started to slap me in the face with it. The feeling of his meat and the metal pierced into it on my face was heavenly. It hurt so good and I found myself positioning my cheeks to receive his cock slaps, like a good slut. When he stopped, my cheeks were stinging and extremely sensitive. I looked up at him, begging him with my eyes to let me have a go at his cock. Thankfully, he obliged. He grabbed his cock and started to slowly pull back the foreskin. Doing so revealed an angry red cock head, his piercings and a whole lot of dried dick cheese. It was disgusting and smelled horrible. I wanted it and I could no longer wait. I attacked it like a mad man, pushing his cock head into my mouth in one go. The metal piercings scrapped against the inside of my mouth, the smegma made me sick for a second but I was in no shape to stop. Part of me was scared because I had started sucking without prompting but when his hand landed on the back of my head and pushed it deeper into his crotch, I knew I was okay. It was all the motivation I needed to continue sucking on his beautiful dick, and I braved my way to take as much as I could. "You love sucking on poz dick don't you pig?" "Umm...hmm," I muffled a response while sucking him. "You want it up your pussy don't you? My toxic cum up your hole, spreading through you, corrupting your body and mind, destroying you. Is that what you want pig?" "Mmhhhmmm." "Who's Sarah?" Daddy asked while looking at my phone. I didn't stop sucking so I couldn't respond which pissed him off. He pushed my face off his cock and kicked me in the nuts. I yelped out at the sudden pain and grabbed my balls. "DON'T TOUCH THEM YOU FUCKING PIG & ANSWER ME," his palpable rage scared me and I quickly composed myself. "She's my Yoga instructor sir." "Well, not anymore. I don't think she's gonna be keeping you as a client after she sees the pics and videos I sent of you slurping on my cock and begging for my toxic cum." My mind went numb. Suddenly, this wasn't a fantasy anymore. It was all too real and it all came crashing on me. "Don't act like you didn't want it, pervert. You wanted this deep down, it's why you're still hard. It's why you haven't asked for your phone back yet and it's why you're going to get my toxic load." He was right, despite the overwhelming fear of being outed, part of me got off on this. Not knowing what I was supposed to say, I got back to doing what I was before and started sucking him. "Think of it as punishment for trying to run out earlier pig. This should remind you who's in-charge." The man was going to be my end because everything he said, despite how sick, depraved and fucked up it was, was turning me on more and more. "Tonight my pig boy, we start to destroy your life and build a new one." To be continued.....

Back from the gym I signed on and started fielding post. Several tops did not respond since the neg bottom hit them up, some responded did you read my profile and to those Mark sent back that he was poz friendly and most of those said count me in, by Wednesday morning there were 40 pots that said they would be up for it. I figured only a third of those would show up. I posted a few party ads, gangbang Thursday Night and got tons of responses. Mark hit up Jack and told him he had a solid 10 but be prepared for more and Jack said that would be amazing and that he would go home at lunch and make sure the package was there. Jack hit Mark up at 4 PM and said the package arrived and you sent two jocks, Jacks. Jack said You will need to wear it and you will have one to change into if yours gets wet from all the cum. You see the instructions? Note cards and arrow? Jack said yes, follow the instructions and I be in touch tomorrow so we can finally get that hot ass loaded. Jack signed back on to the fake profiles and gave only the hotties poz guys the address but not the apartment number. The craigslist post would only talk about Neg bottom taking loads. Jack signed off and went to bed.

Nifty's gay incest stories make me cum so fucking hard. Some of the writers are just fantastic!

I would take issue with what you wrote. I know it's fantasy but it's illegal to have sex with someone under the age of 18 especially in the manner you described. I started early and I wonder if that's why I'm so fucked up at times. I would rather not see that happen to anyone else. I'm trying not to offend you but with me, it is personal. Sorry