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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.

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.

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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.

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

This is part 1 of a fictional story. It's fairly raunchy and filthy so read the tags before proceeding. Subsequent parts will be based on reader's desires so feel free to leave comments, feedbacks and your most twisted kinks that you want to read going forward in this story. Today marks three years since my life changed for the better. When you read my story going forward, you might argue if I'm truly better off. It would be a valid argument except what you wouldn't understand is that, secretly, this is exactly what I had wanted all my life and more. But I'm getting ahead of myself. August 2017 (3 years ago) My life was awesome. Back then, I was Ian Connelly, the successful CMO of one of the largest consulting firms in the world. At 35, I was rich, successful and the poster boy for American capitalism. I had played by the rules, worked my ass off and had achieved everything I had set out to do. People loved me, they wanted to be with me, they wanted to be me, they looked up to me and craved my company in their life. The other advantage of success was the constant availability of sex. Women, men, trans, queer- whatever I was in the mood for, a few phone calls and I could have someone delivered to my door. I could do what I want with little accountability and by god, did I love it. And yet, I wasn't truly happy. There was something I wanted but I was too afraid to seek it. Afraid of opening that door and stepping into a life I so desperately craved, and yet terrified of. I wanted to be pozzed. I wanted to be a slave. I wanted to be a poz slave. It had been a fantasy since my undergrad days. A desire that had translated to hours on the internet seeking porn and discussions that scratched that itch. And over the years, that fantasy got darker and more fucked up. I wanted to be pozzed by an ugly beast. A man far removed from society's notion of acceptable behavior who would take me in his arms and give me a place to kneel next to his feet. A man so disgusting, that the idea of him would make people shudder in disgust. His audacity for filth would be a natural barrier to any person and yet, he would do nothing to change the way he was. Just picturing someone like him would make my dick throb. That fantasy got worse over the years and it delved deeper into some very fucked up desires. I wanted to be blackmailed into getting pozzed. Blackmailed by such a man to be pozzed by him and be his slave or be outed as a closeted, repressed bug chaser sub. It was just a fantasy. Until it wasn't anymore. -- I had been browsing the internet for some pozzing videos in one of the popular HIV forums. My desires were clearly stated in my profile but despite countless messages from many guys over the years, I had never acted on them. I had fun chatting with guys, telling them what I wanted while I jerked off and blew my load. When I saw a message from a new user called 'Pig-Farmer', I figured it would be a fun way to get off. We exchanged pleasantries and a few body pics. His user name was apt because the man looked like a pig. I didn't see his face but he was clearly big, burly and hairy. Piercings and tattoos adorned his hairy body but what really piqued my interest was the scorpion tattoo on his neck and the biohazard symbol above his groin. I sent him photos of my naked muscled fuzzy front and back, with a clear shot of my parted ass cheeks and visible hole. He responded with a photo of his dick. Actually, it wasn't a dick. It was a weapon of mass destruction. Not very long (about 7-7.5 inches but wider than a beer can. Dark veins covered the length of his manhood and it all ended at a dark pink head with a frenum, ampallang, lorum and a PA (I know all about cock piercings). The sight of his cock made my mouth water and my ass throb. Then he sent me a pic of his ass and it made me lose my mind. It wasn't just that he had a furry, big ass (which he most certainly did), but it looked dirty. The sight of it, while revolting to most, made me swoon. Picturing myself between them, my tongue lapping at that disgusting beautiful hole was all I wanted and I wanted it bad. We exchanged a bunch of messages after that and I got the sense he didn't have this happen to him often when someone would seek his company despite seeing him in all his glory. He wasn't very chatty but he was unapologetically filthy. This was the start of a beautiful online friendship that lasted for two months. He would send me pics of his dirty cock, all slimy and cheesy, that would make my cock harden and ooze. In exchange, I would send him pics of my bubble butt. Sometimes, I'd be at work when he'd tell me to send him pics so I'd take off my trousers and send him ass pics, wearing business formals on top and showing off my hole. Eventually, I sent him pics of my face. He never asked for them but during the time I had been talking to him, a connection had been established. I trusted him but most importantly, I wanted him to know who I was. He never showed me his face and I didn't ask for it. Somehow, it made it hotter knowing that he could put up my pics online and I'd have no way of stopping him. After two months of regular conversations, he finally proposed a meeting. He sent me an address about an hour's drive away, far outside city limits and asked me to meet him there three days later. At first, I was scared. As long as it was online, there was an element of control but was I ready to meet someone knowing where it would end? I knew this was my only chance, to have what I had always wanted but I was nevertheless scared shitless. The thought kept bothering me until the day of our proposed meet. Yet, as scared as I was, I decided to go. The address was in a very isolated area. An abandoned factory was the only place around for miles and it seemed I was supposed to go inside. I walked up to the front door and tried to open it but it was locked. Confused, I was about to step out when the door opened and out stepped a big burly bouncer. "The fuck do you want?", he grumbled with a snarl. I was at a loss of words. What was this place and why was I told to come here? Where was my online friend? Did he prank me? Thoughts like these raced through my mind as I scrambled for words. Defeated, I turned around to leave when suddenly "Yo, come in. I know why you're here", the bouncer said. I was confused by his attitude but I decided to go inside. Once in, the door closed behind me and I found myself in a corridor. The bouncer asked me to follow him and we walked through the corridor until we came upon a large door. "Step in", he said pulling the huge door open. Inside, I found myself in a pub of some kind. Men of all kinds and ages were in there, drinking, conversing and enjoying themselves. I saw two guys drinking and chatting while rubbing each other's cock through the fabric of their pants. A rather large man was being aggressively kissed by a muscular dude who was squeezing the big man's hefty chub. A skinny dude was getting his nipples twisted by a silver fox, while getting his dick rubbed by another gentleman. I made my way towards the bar and ordered a beer. My friend was nowhere to be seen and I had zero clue as to why I was here. I downed my beer pretty quickly and ordered another, waiting for him to show up. Eventually, I realized I had been stood up and decided to call it a night. Suddenly, I felt my nipples being grabbed and twisted hard, making me moan. I felt a man's weight against my back with the smell of booze and man musk violating my nasal senses, while his hands worked my nipples. "I am glad you came boy." It was him! I tried turning around but he put more weight against me, preventing me from turning. I'm a strong guy, with years of weight training under my belt but this man was stronger, much stronger. "Just relax baby. Let me work those pig tits and you finish that beer." His words were like an aphrodisiac that calmed me down. I had a slight buzz going too, which might have helped in making me more suggestible and docile but I adhered to his words and kept sipping my drink while he played with my nipples. "You're hot, boy. Daddy's gonna like turning a hot guy into a real pig." His words went straight to my cock which started chubbing up quickly. He noticed it as one of his hands slipped down my body and rubbed my cock through my jeans. "Yeah, that's a nice cock. Looks like you're liking daddy's attention." "Fuck yeah daddy, feels so good." "Finish your drink and pay up. We are leaving boy," he said while withdrawing his hands from my nipples and cock. I downed my beer in one go and pulled up some cash when daddy stopped me. "No cash boy. Pay him with a card, Apple Pay or any other traceable shit like that." As weird as that instruction was, I did what he told me to. I pulled up my credit card and paid my tab. "Good boy. We are leaving now," he barked. He didn't wait for my answer as he walked towards the entrance door. I was frozen in place. The situation, as hot it was, was making me apprehensive. If I went with him, I was opening myself to something there was no coming back from. It was hot and part of me wanted it really bad but my conscious mind reigned supreme. I decided to slip out quietly without him noticing, saving myself from the situation I had put myself in. I waited for a few mins before slipping out. He was nowhere to be seen and I made a dash for my car. I had parked a little way off the road, away from anyone's sight, which gave me an advantage. Or, so I thought. "Going somewhere?" his voice boomed in the silent night, just as I was about to open the door to my car. "Mmm yeah, look, I gotta run. Something's come up at work," I stammered and opened the door of my car. "You sure boy?" his voice dropped a few octaves, turning into a slight whisper, as he started walking towards me. I was still facing my car when I felt him behind me. I was about to turn when I felt the sharp prick of something against my spine. It was a knife. The man had a knife to my back! My legs were shaking, I was sweating and breathing deep slow breaths, trying to stay calm. He stayed frozen too, his knife resting against my back, as the strong musky smell wafting off of him turned me on ever so slightly. Here I was, in a perpetual life and death situation, sporting a partial. At that moment, I felt truly fucked up as waves of both horniness and fear raced through my body. "Here's what's gonna happen boy. You are gonna leave your car here and you are going to come with me. Understood?" "Yes." I felt the knife pressing against my back harder as he leaned in closer to my ear. "Yes what boy?" "Yes...Yes sir." "Try again boy" "Yes..Daddy" "That's right boy. You're gonna love what Daddy has planned for you. All the fucked up shit you're too pussy to do by yourself, Daddy's gonna make you do it boy." He pulled the knife off my back and my body relaxed. I let out a deep breath to release my anxiety when I felt him push me against my car and push his weight against my back. "You don't have a choice anymore boy. If you think about leaving, you should know that this place is a known private club for poz men to meet. You used your card here, think what would happen if people found out." He pushed his crotch against my ass, letting it rest against my cheeks before continuing. "Besides, you wouldn't want Daddy to send all the naughty pics and texts to your contact now would you? What would they think of Ian, the closeted neg bug chasing pig trolling for poz dad dick on the internet." Hearing him blackmail me and use my fear against me made my cock throb and my body experienced a wave of pleasure that made me buckle. He put his arms around my front and held me steady, kissing my neck as he let me steady myself. "Relax boy, Daddy knows what you need piglet. You don't have to be scared of Daddy anymore because Daddy knows who you really are. What you really are." That's when I felt the sudden spurt of wetness expanding in the crotch area of my jeans. I had cum hands free, hard. Most importantly, I needed to do this. I was going to do this. I had no choice. --

I think I told this story in another post, but I was at the local sauna and a newbie comes in. Total hot, mid 20s blue collar, work boots, green vest and all. He made the mistake of dropping his black Hanes boxer briefs in the changing area and didn’t notice. Soon as he headed out to the spa area, I scooped them up and put them in my locker. Funny, because when he was leaving he was looking everywhere for them and couldn’t find him. Wonder what his wife/girlfriend was thinking when he came home with no underwear? Needless to say they smelled fucking intoxicating and I beat of with them for a good week or so. Don’t judge me....

When I'm being FFed, my goal is not to cum or cum....it's to achieve that holy assgasm! Second, to please my parter and make sure he achieves an orgasm if he wants too....when fucking it's really all about my playmate getting off and,second, making sure my seed is laid as well. A mutual orgasm is always nice.

Their was this gorgeous red cub who would work out in tighty whities. He would strip down to them in them in the locker room, weigh himself, then head for the showers. Man I wish I had the nerve and the opportunity to take them. They looked like they smelled so good.

Exactly as it should Once a whore has a raw cock in the kunt Then it must accept what shall flow from that cock

Wow! Hot!

I was horny today and had scheduled a fuck session with a fuck bud I see sometimes. About 45 min before we were going to meet at a cheap motel he sent me a message that he was having an issue and couldn't meet at the hotel. He wanted to know if I could breed him at the local ABS. I said yes, I was horny and would be glad to seed his hole through the GH. I went to the local bookstore but because of Covid they are making people wait. Only a few guys allowed back to the booths at a time. They give you a number and you have 15 or 20 min to get off and leave or they call your number to come to the front. It sucks but around here there is limited access especially since other ABS and theaters have closed. I got my tokens and went to the back. I went to a booth with a nice glory hole and dropped coins. Soon another guy was on the other side. He dropped his pants and I could see his ass. I wanted that hole. I dropped my pants and stroked my dick. I put it into the hole and a mouth sucked it inside. Warm wet tongue on me. I was in heaven. I needed it so bad. Suddenly his mouth was gone and I felt his ass up against the hole. I played with his ass hole for a minute. It was wet and warm. I rubbed my cock on his ass. He pushed back and I aimed my dick to line up to his hole. I shoved inside and he pushed back. My cock rock hard at this point. I fucked that wonderful hole and pounded his insides. I just wish I could have grabbed his hips so I could slam it deeper. I fucked and fucked. I stopped and pushed my cock deep inside and when I started fucking again I felt my orgasm shoot inside his hole. He pushed back and I pushed inside deeper. My cock softened and I slipped out. I was short on time so I left the booth. As I was about to leave the other guy came out to leave also. I was shocked it wasn't the bud I thought I was meeting to fuck and breed. It turned out to be another fuck bud that I haven't seen in awhile. Hot latin dude. Great ass. We left together and laughed at the fact that both of us were fucking through the GH and had no idea it was the other. He said he was keeping my load in him for as long as possible till he got home. He wanted it to absorb inside. We were talking in the parking lot and this hot guy came out of the place. He walks around us and goes to his car to leave. My bud said he got a load from this other guy and it was mixed with mine. We have talked about getting a cheap hotel for day and fucking our brains out. He wants to invite others to join. Sounds like fun. I'd love to find a couple vers guys that love giving and taking! HOT afternoon today!

5 loads in one day It must have been a blue moon day. I’ll try not to make this too long. #1 Placed an ad on Doublelist, hot one serious response which turned out a hot encounter. Eastern European possibly Russian, 45yo 5’9” 165 with a 7 inch cock. Talk about BDE, after asking if I was “healthy and clean” he proceeded to spit and fuck me. Spattering spit and shoving his Dick in my hole. No lube just sloppy spit. #2 Asian guy on Grindr, pretty thick average bod but 7”, took an Uber during lunch to fuck me. He had me on my stomach, didn’t tell him I already had a load. He grind my inner walls with his raw dick and came in me pumping his daddy babbies into me. #3 and #4, both FBs, this was interesting cause I had the biggest cock and smallest cock fuck me. #3 Average Asian is under 5”, but loves fucking my sloppy hole. Joined #4 who is 6’3” 160lb BBC with a huge 9” dick. Both came at the same time cause they like watching me get fuck. For some reason a lot of my FB mention that it’s hot watching me get fuck. Both took turns and when it was time to unload, #3 unloaded a huge load snd #4 entered my sloppy fresh hole. They didn’t use any lube my hole was sloppy with two loads and now 3, I thought I would be in pain but BBC slide in like butter. He grab my hips and slammed it raw and nasty, deep and dirty. He later messaged me and thanked me for giving him my freshly fuck hole. #5 white BWC, military 24yo. After telling me, “NM” several times cause I informed him I had 4 loads in me. He finally said, “Fuck it!” “Get that ass up and ready I don’t have time for you to clean up.” He was roughy, shoved his 7.5” in my throat and slamming his raw cock in my sloppy hole spewing cum all over my back. He was digging my hole out and it was “painful pleasure”. He wanted to cum in my mouth but I beg to have it in my ass which he unloaded in. I passed out and fell asleep, the loads are still in me.... this is my record in Hawaii and hope I can get more. My best has been 9 loads at a dirty adult book store in SF. Not sure I can meet that type of goal. So far ... 35 raw loads for the year.... can I possibly get 365 for the year?

Part Eighteen I woke up tied to my bed and for some reason I didn't much care. I felt someone gently slapping my face, I looked up and saw the hottest guy I had ever seen. It took me a second to recognize him as Sammy. He smiled at me, “You with us?” I nodded, grinning, even as part of me was screaming that something was wrong. I turned my head and felt the entire room tilt like I was in a Batman fight scene. I realized I was drugged and damned if I could find any fucks to give about it. I saw John and Eli standing behind Sammy and damn...they were a good looking family. “Shit,” I muttered, realizing how loopy I was. “Awwww what's wrong Ace?” Sammy taunted, “Not feeling your best?” “Why...” I asked, trying to test the bonds, knowing full well there was no way I could break them. “Why? Why are you tied up? Why are your drugged? All of the above?” I nodded groggily. “Because you gave me something special, you gave us all something,” he said looking back at his brothers, “You made us realize how much we could all love each other, and we wanted to show our appreciation to you. You know, return the gift.” I struggled at the bonds again and nothing was going to give. “Eli, you wanna show him how much you appreciate finding your inner slut?” I saw the soccer jock move onto the bed and take hold of my cock with one hand. He jerked me a couple of times and then started to suck me off slowly. His tongue dancing over my thick cock leisurely, teasingly, it was hard to believe that this kid had been a born again virgin only a week ago. He worked my cock over like a kid with a all day sucker, eliciting moans from me even though I knew this was not going to end with me and a happy ending. I wanted to focus past the pleasure, try to reason with Sammy somehow but the drugs made Eli's tongue my new best friend and all I could do was buck my hips up into the wanting mouth. He worked my shaft up and down, cradling my balls with his other hand. I was acting like I had never been touched before the way I was going on and on. Sammy grabbed a hunk of my hair and made me look up at him, “You like that? You like Eli's mouth?” I nodded with a loopy grin, unable to form a thought outside of my cock. He gave me an evil look, “Then you'll love John's tongue.” I felt my legs get pulled apart as John lowered him self down and shoved his obscenely large tongue up my ass. I tried to clench my hole closed but with Eli working my dick over like a pro I had no will left to try. I'd been rimmed before by fags I had dominated, making them eat me out was a good punishment to debase guys into knowing they were here to pleasure me, but this was different. John wasn't trying to bring me pleasure, he had no intention of getting me off. His tongue was forcing it's way up my ass to rape me, to ravage my virgin hole for all time. His hands spread my cheeks wide as he penetrated me over and over again. I screamed as he crushed the walls of my ass with that fucking tongue. My head thrashed side to side as I realized how John had fucked so many girls with that monster cock of his, he ate them out first. To say his tongue work was impressive would be an understatement, it was long, thick and he was fucking rolling it around in my ass like he owned it. I felt my hips rise up from the bed as I unconsciously tried to shove myself down harder on it. I tried to resist, tried to stop myself but I saw my legs pointed up to the ceiling with my toes curling from every touch his tongue made and knew I was losing this fight. It felt like a small dick was up in me as John pushed further and further into me, worse my ass was relaxing as I felt myself adjust to having something fucking me. I tried to clench my ass again, a vain attempt to shove the intruder out but it did nothing but drain what little strength I had. This went on for what seemed like forever, Eli sucking my cock right up to the point of no return and John tongue fucking me, making me whimper like a fucking cheerleader on prom night. Finally Sammy said, “Enough,” and his brothers relented. Ei's mouth came off my leaking cock and John removed his tongue out of my quivering ass. I laid there panting, I could feel myself sweating like a pig as Sammy looked down at me. “Ask me to fuck you.” I shook my head, “Don't do this.” He just kept smiling, “Have it your way.” He walked away and I heard them talking amongst themselves. Finally Sammy came back, he had a wet rag in his hand. “Ask me to fuck you.” “Never.” He pressed the rag down over my face and I tried to hold my breath but it was no use. I took a deep breath and felt the poppers pull me under fast... I woke up to moans, loud, needy moans coming from someone who was feeling NO pain. From the way they stuttered it sounded like someone was getting their prostate slammed and each time their joy button was hit their mind skipped a beat and they had to start moaning all over again. I had heard it a million times, I actually got off on it. You dig two fingers up into a cunt and then just watch them twitch and writhe on the bed, begging you to stop and to keep going in the same breath. If you kept it up enough they would break out into a sweat, making your fingers slide into them that much faster, making you stab them all the more, making them cry out even louder. Just like this guy was doing. He was loud too, deep voice, throaty moans, this guy was not used to this. The nelly bitches always sounded like a fucking girl getting off but the sound a real man makes as he is being ass fucked, that is a sound like no other. Even delirious on sex, a straight man will try to deny how much he is enjoying it. There is nothing sexier than seeing a fucking butch guy bite his lip to stop from screaming for more as you finger fuck him. The way his whole body tenses up, the eyes clenched shut, because to open them and make eye contact would mean this was really happening, he was really getting prepped to get fucked. This guy was fighting it though, you could hear it. The grunts and sounds were all strangled, he was stopping himself from really letting go and just screaming for someone to fuck him. He had to know what was coming, the way his entire body reacted to two small fingertips, imagine a whole cock, a whole cock up in you, just crushing it's way through your guts, forcing it's mass into you. The guy would be terrified because he knows getting fucked will hurt, but he is also scared because he knows that he thought that about the fingers at first too. The voice hiccups a bit and the tone goes higher, oh yeah, someone just got tagged for the first time. Prostates are tricky bitches, everyone knows the general area of them so any idiot can rub around and eventually get lucky. But if you know what you;re doing, you can actually tag the right spot, not around it, not beside it, but you can really hit it, and when you do it's like a fucking reset button in the guy's head. All the doubts, the panic, the worry, it all just goes white and for the briefest of moments, you know what nirvana is like. “FUCK!” I scream as the finger slides out of my ass. I opened my eyes and see Sammy looking down at me, “Morning,” he says with an evil smile as he jabs two fingers back into me, dragging them over my prostate, making my hips buck upwards and my cock weep precum. My bottom lip is numb as I threaten to bite through it to keep myself from whimpering. His fingertips hit my spot again and I feel my mind blur and hear my own voice call out, “RIGHT THERE!” before I can stop it. Sammy's chuckle sinks into my brain as I realize how far gone I am. My ass is loosened up, I've been out cold for a good while with his hand up in me. My ass should be burning from his intrusion but instead all I feel are tiny sparks of electricity shooting through me every time he enters me. He hits the spot another three times for good measure, each time I buck upwards, my hard cock throwing precum everywhere as I cry out in carnal ecstasy. “Tell me to fuck you,” Sammy says, fingerfucking me like a pro. I shake my head, not trusting myself to speak. He shrugs and I feel his fingers leave my ass, I hate the fact that part of me wants to push back to keep them in me. I take a deep breath, wondering what his new torture is when I feel the head of my vibrator push against my hole. The same vibrator I have used for years to break down the toughest guys I knew The same fucking vibrator that has made grown jocks cry is pushed into me and I try to tense up, a desperate attempt to push it out. But ,y ass is too loose, I don't have the strength to do anything but hiss as it forces it's way in. Maybe he doesn't know where to put it? Maybe the kid wont know how to use it effectively? There's a chance that he... He flicks it on and the head begins to vibrate right over my spot, and my eyes fly open as I let out a silent scream, my mouth agape as I feel this piece f plastic make me it's bitch in no time flat. I feel the velcro straps cinch around my thighs as he fastens it off in place, the fucking head of the thing beating it's head against my fucking ass button a million times minute. “N-no...please...Sammy...pleas......oh fuck....” I try to beg. “What?” he said putting a hand up to his ear, “Harder?” He turned the remote dial and I feel the head vibrate faster and my screams are thunderous “FUCK! OH FUCK....FUCK....IT'S....PLEASE....PLEASE...OHHHH FUCKKKK....” I am bucking up and down off the bed, effectively fucking myself on this thing unconsciously. “There you go,” he says softly, “That's what you need right? You like that?” I shake my head but my fucking moans say otherwise. My cock...motherfucker my cock. If someone as much breathed on it right now I would cum, gallons of fucking spooge everywhere, just from having something up my ass. I try to focus but it's impossible, the feelings inside my ass are too much. I am fighting with every shred of my sanity, but god damn....god damn what a fucking feeling. “Feel that up in you,” he whispers into my ear, “Feel how it fills you, make you whole...that's just plastic. That's just a fucking toy.” He pulls away and I feel something warm smack my face. “Imagine this now.” I look over and see his cock, that fucking perfect Parker cock. It's massive, jutting out of the small strip of pale skin that is surrounded by Sammy's smooth, tanned body. His dirty blond pubes are trimmed and his balls are smooth, looking like a diagram of what an ideal cock should look like. Where John's is bigger, it is obviously bigger. It's too long, off balance, but not Sammy. Sammy's cock is just perfect, over nine inches of prime, Texas meat, attached to the all American, baseball jock that everyone thinks is a fucking angel. A cock that was made to own people, attached to a high school senior who wanted nothing more than to have it worshiped. “Dude, I can see your pupils dilate just looking at it,” he said slapping my face again, “You love this cock don't you?” I was drugged, I was being fucked by a vibrator and mentally beat. Normally I would have said something snide or try to take the power back but I was exhausted, so all I did was stare at it and nod. “Open your mouth,” he said, moving the head closer. I didn't suck cock, not as a rule. I mean I would suck it to turn a guy on, or to make them more pliable, but that was on my terms, that was me taking their cock in my hand and then sucking on it. People didn't shove their cocks in my mouth, ever. But as he pushed it towards my closed lips, I felt something in me shiver as I opened my mouth and let him rest his cock on my tongue. “Feel that,” he said and then slapped my forehead, “I didn't say close your mouth! You don't get to suck this yet.” My mouth was watering as I laid there, mouth open, dying to roll my tongue around this boy's cock. “This could be fucking you right now. Feel that? Feel it's weight? Feel the warmth...” Our eyes were locked and all I could do was nod slightly. “You love this cock?” Another nod. “Prove it.” I let out a moan as I engulfed his cock with my mouth, The taste of his precum flooded my tastebuds as I rolled my tongue over his fat head the best I could. I did love this cock, if I had this cock I would rule the world, I would make anyone bow at my feet. With this cock I could do anything at all. I loved it, so much. I felt drool slip down my cheek as I struggled to get as much of it in my mouth as possible. It was so fucking big, my jaw ached just trying to get around it. The fact it was so god damned thick...just having it my mouth turned me on more that I thought possible. My ego was lost as I tripped over myself to show him how glorious I thought it was. But it was obvious he didn't want a blow job, at least not a conventional one. He kept pushing into y mouth and now I could feel the thick vein press down on my tongue as his head forced it's way deeper. I gagged at first and he grabbed a hunk of hair, “Relax, breathe through your nose...” I heard my own words thrown back at me and I felt a wave of rage as I realized I had been debasing myself on this kid's cock. A swell of defiance rose up in me and I felt myself focus for the first time all night. I wasn't a bitch, I wasn't a fucking bottom, I wasn't going... I began to choke as his cockhead pushed past my tongue and breached my throat. I thrashed but with my arms still tied I couldn't move. “You can relax and take it or pass out,” he said, his cock still pushing down my throat. “Either way, I am going to fuck your throat.” My vision blurred as I felt my air getting cut off. I started to panic but there was nothing I could do, his cock filled my throat and I heard him laugh, “There is it, you almost got it.” Everything was spinning as my air stopped and I felt a huge swell of terror and then nothing...as his cock plunged all the way into my throat. I laid there, not moving he began to really facefuck me with that monster. I was in shock, the lack of air had placed me in a stupor as I felt his massive balls slap my chin. “See. How. Much, Easier. It. Is. When. You. Submit!” he said, accenting each word with a thrust. He pressed his pubes to my nose and I felt his cock swell in my throat as he shot. “You are going to beg me to fuck you by the end of the night,” he declared while cumming, “You are going to crawl to me on all fours and fucking weep to ride my cock.” I wanted to shake my head but I just laid there, letting him dump his first load down my throat. I felt his cock slip out and I gagged and coughed as I drew breath again. He shook his cock and cum splattered over my face, he chuckled and I couldn't figure out why until he said, “That's a good cunt, lick up my mess...what a good boy.” My tongue stopped as I realized, I had been licking my face, trying to catch any drop of this boygod's nectar. We locked eyes again and he just gave me a wink. And then pressed the popper rag over my face again as I screamed. He was fucking winning.

Me! Most guys don’t like to bottom for me as I usually take well more than an hour to cum from pounding hole. 🤷🏼‍♂️ Not uncommon to take more than 2+ 😂

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.

So tonight I had a massage booked in with some average guy, i was looking forward to it, and corrupting him into a few extras. Unfortunately, he cancelled on me a few hours before the appointment. I was annoyed but then went searching for some other relief. A hot bull top that lives a 2 kms from me, he wants to hook up, astounded I agree. He tells me he has a glory hole set up in the garage. I am intrigued to participate, after finally arranging and agreeing I follow his parking and walking directions to a row of garage doors. not sure which one, but its dark, late and I hear some movement behind one. I knock on one, the beep is loud as the door rolls up. I am greeted by a wall of curtin, he has hung in the garage, with a hole cut in the middle. Before the garage door is closed with me on the inside, I have my pants down and cock through the hole.. He sucks me for a good 15 mins, and his skills got be hard solid! I can smell weed in the air, he has been partying, I love it, I don't use it but love the smell, I have been trained to get hornier with the smell of weed. He stops and asks whether I want to fuck him, he asks me to take it easy, I'm thick and he is usually a top and hasn't bottomed in a while. I take it slow, we stop and he try's again, and after working in for 4 mins or so, I finally breach through the second wall of resistance fuck its gloriously tight and warm... I keep pumping away, I grab his hips through the curtin and work in deep, and keep fucking him, after a while I tell him I am close, he asks if I am clean, I say yes(previously told him I was undetectable)! and load his load as I hear his cum splatter on the ground under him, as we cum together. I pull up my pants, say thanks and the beep for the garage door sounds and I am walking back to my car satisfied.

It was a great session....all the way around!!

Thanks guys for the comments and likes. Here's the follow up. Of course, I started calling him. I'd call during the day at first, no reply so called early mornings or evenings instead only for a repeat blanking Then by Friday, I was calling him very late at night. He never wanted to talk... until I guess he'd got pissed off with me pestering, answered called me a faggot and hang up angrily...that only made me want him more and made my dick hard and leaking, so much so that I had to jerk off just to make it go down! Saturday night, bingo! 2am it was, he answered. He knew it was me. He didn't say “hi”, he just said, "Come over” and gave an address across the city. I was excited by the idea of having him and his dick dominating me as I replayed last times toilet fuck in my head. I quickly clean up and cleaned out pulled on an old T Shirt, Trackies and flip flops, then hailed a cab to take me to him and my fate. "You may enter, slave", he said when I pressed the buzzer to his flat, “It’s the Penthouse, so no one can hear your screams when I Poz rape you. Again and again, until your ass is so sore and so filled with spunk it turns into a pussy." He was waiting at the door, radiant and domineering in leather harness, chaps and biking boots, his balls full and thrust forwards due to a metal cockring, his dick angry looking, red and exceeding hard with a barbed 0 gauge PA shiny with pre-cum drooling from his piss slit. He pulled me close, let his hands go around my body so they could squeeze my ass and whispered in my ear, “Slave get ready for fun and games!” I got butterflies in my stomach thinking about it as he moved away and told me to close my eyes. I took a few deep breaths to calm down. I screamed in surprise when in a split second I was twisted, pushed down on the floor, landed on my back with him on top of me. I tried to hit and kick him, but I wasn't really fighting for my life, just putting up a show. He slapped me across the face and wrestled me over on my stomach. I tried to get away, but he held me in place with a hand between my shoulder blades while sitting on my butt. He was twice as heavy as me so I really couldn't go anywhere when he was sitting on me. I felt him rip my t-shirt off and then holding the knife to my neck. I was told not to move as he quickly cut the seam of my trackies and then with his strong hands split my legs further apart as I felt him caressing me roughly while he told me again to be still if I wanted to live. Two fingers were pushed inside me hole hard. There was no lube on them so I screamed fearing he was going to fuck me dry raw. He ignored me and made my tight hole open up using his two fingers. I felt something being cold rubbed into my ass. Lube of some sort, in my dilemma my senses were heightened, cum by the smell of it and lot's of it. He got his fingers out and laid on top of me, positioning his fat PA’d dickhead at my quivering hole. His right hand guided his dick and his left covered my mouth. I was breathing heavily through my nose while I waited for that first thrust to come. He let me wait. Then I felt the sharp pain as his dickhead breached the barrier of my ring as the barbed PA tore through the flesh. He started pumping right then and there with just the head in, slowly getting more inside me with hard thrusts. I half muffled screamed, half moaned through his fingers, it hurt bad and I had tears in my eyes. He sat up halfway to get better leverage and really pounded into me. As he did so I was able to catch my breath and calm down slightly, relaxing my hole so he could get more of it in me. His response, “It’s only half way in.” and as if to prove that point he pushed the rest inside, balls deep. Once there, he lifted my hips from the ground and wiggled to really get every millimetre inside my ass causing as much damage as possible. With his monster dick still buried deep in my chute he turned me round, lifted me to a doggy-style on my hands and knees and grabbed the back of my hair as he experimentally pumped in and out a few times before he started slamming into me getting thoroughly fucked. That's when my blood froze, because I saw another man standing only a few feet away. Watching, wanking with a big shit eating grin across his face, “Ah ha Davey, our play thing for the night I presume?” The pace changed, the thrusts got deeper and harder and more regular. I love an audience so let out a moan, “Ummmm yeah. Deeper the better. Harder faster Davey. Break my hole, POZ MY HOLE I scream. “Noisy demanding fucker aint he?” I started moving my hips to make him go deeper. I felt a few hard slaps on my ass and I felt his dick swell inside me, making me wonder if that monster could really get any bigger. He slammed his dick as deep in as it could possibly go and came, jettisoning its poisoned cargo of HIV. It was like hot lava was being spewed burning into my bowels. He pulled me back so I was sitting on his dick. It didn't go limp. “You call me SIR not Davey.” He jabbed his steel like dick in my well worked chute three more times and then asked, “You got that?” “Yes Sir!” was my immediate response. The man with the wicked smile on his face caressed my inner thighs and played with my nipples. I was really close to coming, but not quite on the point of no return, I just needed more. Sir pulled out and pushed me on my back. Before I could get up the other guy was on top of me rubbing his dickhead on my freshly fucked cunt lips. His cock wasn't as long as Sirs, but it was still big. He held my legs up and positioned his hard dick at my hole, I push open and swallow his cock all the way in until his shaved balls were resting on my up turned ass. He positioned himself on top of me and started furiously fucking. His long dicking without a PA didn't hurt as much so I was moaning out in no time. My own dick was aching to come from the pounding on my prostate as a puddle of pre-cum pooled over my T Shirt. I wanted top egg him on but realised that would only antagonise both of them so simply began writhing under him, but he came in me before I could come, his cock pulsed 6 distinct explosions in my guts before he pulled out with a long strand of pink cum still joining us. "Not enough?" my Sir asked me as I lay alone on the floor. I shook my head. "Maybe you need more dick inside you then?" “Yes please Sir…whatever you think best.” “More POZ dick it is then Slave.” He pushed his dick up my abused hole and fucked me slow and despite the pain from the evil PA ripping my delicate skin I moaned and moved my hips to meet his thrusting. “Fuck it.” I panted and quietly thought to myself, “Poz me up, convert me into your Poz slave for you and your friends to use and abuse any time you want. I need this.” He deftly removed my T Shirt and with his left hand played with my nipple, “Don’t make a sound” As his mouth started sucking then biting on my right nipple, hard. I bit my lip suppressing the need to scream out loud and a small trickle of blood escaped the corner of my mouth. “Clean your mess off my dick Slave.” The other man said as I opened wide to allow his still rock-hard flesh in, he rubbed over my wound and into the wetness of my mouth as I slurped all the Poz cum and ass juices from his penis. All the time this was going on Sir was slowly fucking me. Too slowly I was moaning like a bitch in heat and I was desperate to make him fuck me harder so I could come. He stopped sucking on my nipple. It felt sore and throbbed when his mouth left. "Slave, I'm going to pull out, get on your hands and knees." Hoping he would take me hard I did as soon as his dick slithered out of my hole. He got underneath me, pulled me down on him as my gaping hole engulfed his hardness sliding all the way inside my sore ass, but now I was confused…it couldn't be Sir’s cock. The angle was wrong but as I understood this Sir’s mushroom head started pushing at my already filled hole. Shit! They weren't really gonna do that, were they? Oh yes that is exactly what was happening. “No, no, you’ll split me in two.” I pleaded for them to not do it, but they just laughed. “Our little Poz Slave has to learn, Sir knows best and not to question.” To make the point I had a series of slaps on my ass, my cheek felt red hot from the burn and the pain when both their dicks were inside me made m,y eyes roll back and I briefly passed out for a second only coming to as I felt them starting to thrust. "Slave is such a slut. Fucked by two large cocks at the same time... I bet he likes it too", the strange man said. "Yeah, look his little cock is harder than ever", Sir announced with a chuckle. He was squeezing my ass and holding cheeks apart at the same time as they alternated their strokes. “yep we got ourselves a bleeder here. Nice ripped up hole leaking blood and Poz cum.” Sir told me. Each time one would thrust into me the other pulled back. I moaned. I hurt, but it felt good too. "Listen to the slut, probably has the time of his life getting his ass split in two." I blushed, because I couldn't stop moaning and my dick was being rubbed between my stomach and Sirs making me start to moan louder and louder with each thrust of their dicks and when I my climax hit I clenched my ass muscles tight, which hurt like Hell, as I pumped out a gallon of perhaps my last negative cum. With each spurt from my dick my Sphincter clamped tight around both men’s dicks. They moaned and came in me all at the same time. When they pulled out and left me alone on the floor I felt hot liquid, blood or sperm trickle out of my sore hole. I tried to get up but it hurt so much I just lay there. “Get out Slave, we’re done with you…for today, Oh and don’t contact me, wait for my call. And another thing, don’t cum until I say” The next time I heard from Sir was two and a half weeks later. My phone rang, “How are you Slave?” “Sick, I need to rest, I feel like shit.” “Good we’ll be right over.” I wasn’t about to complain, I hadn’t come since being DP’d and my hole was ready to be really sore once more.

My first time was raw because it was the early 80s, and raw was what everyone did. I guess that made it planned. My first time raw after being a dedicated condom user for years was unplanned (well, I think he planned it). We were supposedly just doing oral. It started with me sucking his big, uncut cock. Then he pulled me into 69. Then he worked his way around to rimming me. This was my first time getting a really good rim job, so I didn't realize what he was up to. I was lying back with my legs spread up in the air while he went to town on my hole with his tongue. He quickly moved up on top of me and slid his bare cock into me. Even though he was big (a little over 8" by 6"), he had loosened me up enough that it slid with no pain at all. After a few wonderful strokes, I freaked out about the lack of a condom. He was a little frustrated, but he pulled out and put one on. The next time, we got together at his house, and he got me really poppered up. I begged for it bare, and he gave me my first load in 7 years. He bred me regularly until I moved away.

I met up with some friends tonight at a gay bar, not looking to hookup, I was just out for some drinks. At one point I saw a guy who was cruising me a bit - he sent me over a drink. I went over to say thanks. He was a very hot guy, a nice build, and at about 6'1", he was a little taller am I. We chatted a bit and after we realized we were a match he asked me if I would like to play. Naturally I accepted his invitation, and as he lived only a few minutes down the road, the game was on. We had not talked about playing BB or safe. As most all the guys I have ever played with from that particular club played safe, I expected the same. I am an ex-boyscout so I had cleaned-up well - just in case I did hookup. Always be prepared! We arrived at his place and went right to business. He had mentioned at the bar that he was packing seven uncut inches, but hadn't mentioned he was about six inches 'round: his fuckin' dick looked like a beer can. It was a welcome surprise but made sucking him pretty stressful on my jaw. We made out a bit, got naked, and he had me service his cock for several minutes. I was thinking we were not going to fuck, that I would just suck him off, and that such was why he had me work his cock for a long time. Then he stopped me saying "Relax, I don't want to cum yet" adding "I wanna fuck you." I was more than happy to hear that. He told me to bend over he wanted to eat my ass a bit. He was a great ass muncher - he really worked my hole. At one point he remarked that he became good at eating ass and getting it ready for fucking, because so many guys had a hard time accommodating his cock because of its girth. I understood what he was talking about. He teased my ass with his cock. I could feel the head of his dick rubbing my hole. All I could think was 'Please, fuck me RAW!' I moaned, signaling how good it felt and he noticed it. He stuck the head of his dick in just a little and then pulled it back out, doing this a few times. Then stopped, and grabbed poppers, lube and a condom from his night stand. Although I thought the use of a condom sucked nut, at least I would get fucked, which was better than not getting fucked. Little did I know what was to transpire. He took a long hit of the poppers and then handed them to me. I heard him playing with the condom wrapper, and as he donned the condom he said "Let's see how this works." He lubed my hole and his cock and started to push in. I don't know why but getting fucked by a guy wearing a condom has always been a problem for me. Maybe it's the increased friction of the latex against the flesh of my tight ass. He put on more lube but still his beer can dick could not really get in. He lubed up his finger and started to work the lube into my hole. After a few tries his dick started to slide in, but the pain was too much. I told him to stop I could not take it. He responded saying "I'll take my time, but one way or another I'm gonna fuck you" adding "There's no way I'm gonna let your tight ass get away without opening it up." I agreed saying "I"ll do what ever I can to take it" and with that I took another huge hit from the poppers and he started to slide in again. He got about half way in and we heard it: the snap of the condom as it broke. He quickly pulled out and muttered "FUCK!" His dick have been slowly sliding in, but the friction on the condom was to much. Inwardly I was hoping he would simply abandon the condom and fuck me raw, reasoning he would certainly be able to slide more readily, and I would certainly love it. He grabbed another condom, put it on, saying "If this one breaks I'm gonna have to fuck you raw!" My ass started to twitch. I was hoped the damn condom would break and that he would follow through on his threat. I took another hit on the poppers and again he started to push in. The pain was unreal. I moaned loudly, doing all the tricks bottoms usually do to take big cock, but I also wanted to stress the condom. It didn't matter. After about five deep thrusts there was another snap - the second condom also broke. His cock lodged in my ass, the broken condom still up there as well, he said, "Fuck man. That was the last condom. You neg or poz?" I said I didn't know. He responded "What do you mean you don't know. Do you let poz guys fuck you raw?" I was unsure how to respond, thinking that if I told him the truth, that I had let poz guys fuck me raw, he might be turned-off and terminate our session. I decided to evade his question and answered "I haven't been tested in several months and I had played bareback with several guys since my last test." Recognizing my evasion, he responded "You didn't answer my question. Do you take loads from poz guys? Do you let them fuck you raw?" He had painted me into a corner. If I responded "Yes" I might not get fucked. If I responded "No" I still might not get fucked. I chose a middle ground saying "I don't know for sure if any of the guys who fucked me raw were poz. I didn't ask." "So, as long as you get fucked, you don't care if the guy is neg or poz?" I replied saying only "I don't ask." During this whole exchange he keep slowly fucking me with his exposed raw cock in my hole. He looked at me and said, "To be honest, the condom was for you not for me. I'm poz." I was laying on my back his beer can size cock deep in my hole. He continued saying "I don't give a fuck. I'm gonna breed you now. I'm poz, but I'm on meds, so the risk is low - but it's there." He held me tightly and keep pumping me as he said this. "To be honest, I was gonna stealth you anyway. All my condoms break, although usually they last a bit longer. I go to that bar anytime I feel like spreading my seed. I always find a bitch like you willing to come here and get fucked. I don't know exactly what's going on, but your super-tight ass fucked up my game." The pace of his fucking increased. He was getting close. "So now I'm just gonna tell you, I'm gonna breed you." As he finished his statement he started to cum. As soon as he was done, he pointed me to the bathroom to clean up and when I was ready he sent me on my way, his phone number in my pocket and a huge load in my gut.