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Chapter 5 - The Hook Up Brian had never shivered like this before. Sure, growing up in a skinny kid in New England, he was used to feeling cold in the winter. But it wasn’t the cold making his teeth chatter as he drove his crappy old Grand Cherokee down a perfectly normal suburban side street at 1am. He was nervous. Probably excited too, but mostly nervous. He couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. He couldn’t believe he was actually going to get fucked, especially by Adam, the hot older poz guy he met in a chat room. But nonetheless, he brought his Jeep to a stop outside the address Adam had sent, took a deep breath, and opened the door. He hesitated a bit as he moved to get out of the car. He could literally feel his body shaking. “I don’t know if I should do this” ran through his head on repeat. He knew he wanted to, but he had always been a straight-laced kid who never got in to trouble. This, this was trouble. He wasn’t used to being in this situation. But tonight, he was horny out of his mind and still a little bit depressed by his bad day, so he slid out the drivers seat, locked the car, and walked up to the front door. He rang the doorbell and his heart stopped. He felt like he wanted to run away, but he didn’t. Soon enough, the door opened to a smiling Adam, grinning ear to ear as he took in this tight little twink standing on his front porch. “Hi Brian” he said cheerfully. Brian froze for a second, and his voice cracked a bit as he replied “Hi, Adam?”. Adam laughed and said “yeah, that’s me, ready to come inside?”. Without saying anything else, Brian walked through the treshold in to Adam’s living room. There was nothing abnormal about Adam’s house. It was just about the most typical suburban living room and kitchen he’d seen in a while, everything was neat and tidy, nothing out of place. All the lights were on, the TV was muted but he could see it was tuned to Colbert, and there was a bottle of Absolut adorning the kitchen island along with two glasses. Brian didn’t know where to go. Was he supposed to sit down or wait to be instructed? Adam closed the door and could tell how nervous Brian was, and it made the scene even more exciting for him. Adam had had men over plenty of times, and even a few younger guys, but never anyone like Brian. He’d never had a virgin, a high schooler, or anyone so slim and sexy before. He was a leg guy, and he marveled at Brian’s calfs as he walked past, not so skinny they could be mistaken for table legs, but rather thin and defined, showing his muscles working with every step. The back of his shirt pierced by shoulder blades as he stood upright in a way that either muscle or fat wouldn’t have allowed. His brown hair flipping out over his ears. His cross country-built ass nicely filling out his shorts, just big enough to stop him from being mistaken for a lamp post. Adam knew he was still at risk of scaring Brian away, so he decided to get right to making the young twink feel sexy and comfortable. He walked up behing him and placed his hands on Brian’s upper arms, giving him a little squeeze, leaning his body in close but not touching, and whispering in his ear “You are beautiful”. With that Brian’s cock jumped and his heart fluttered. He was being touched by a gay man and told he was beautiful, and it made him feel amazing. He lifted his right hand up and placed it on Adam’s, still grasping his bicep, and turned his head to the side and replied “I’m so ready for this”. Adam took Brian’s hand and brought him over to the couch, pulling him down with him as he fell into sitting position. He put his knee up on the couch and turned to look at the young man next to him “Thanks for coming Brian, I wasn’t sure you would.” “I wasn’t sure I would either. I still can’t believe I’m here. God, I’m sorry, I must seem like a…” “Stop it, you’re nervous, that’s okay, but you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t want this.” With that, he leaned in and put his hands on either side of Brian’s face, his thumbs stroking Brian’s thin cheeks, and pulled him in to a kiss. Brian was stunned still. This was his first kiss, and it was a 52 year old man, not a teenage girl. He closed his eyes and instinctively kissed back. He wasn’t sure he was doing it right, but Adam wasn’t correcting him, and soon enough the two of them were making out passionately on the couch. Adam pulled back and looked into Brian’seyes with a look that was saying unmistakably “how’d you like that?” Brian said quietly “that was amazing”. “Are you ready?”, Adam replied, and Brian shook his head as his eyes widened and a smile started to finally make it’s way across his face, his nerves quickly being turned into excitement and lust. Adam swooped one arm under Brian’s upper legs and put the other around his back and scooped him up off the couch. This wasn’t hard, as Adam probably had 80 pounds on him, and way more muscle. Brian’s eyes remained wide open but he didn’t say a word as Adam carried him out of the living room, down the hall, and into his bedroom. He sat Brian down on the side of bed and bent down at the knees, beginning to feel the boy up. He raised one hand, sliding it under Brian’s shirt and felt his soft, smooth stomach and chest, and with the other wrapped his hand around Brian’s calf, feeling his strong legs and working his way up under his shorts. He could only find a rare trace of fat on this boy, and while his muscles were small, they were hard and noticeable. Adam’s cock quickly swelled in his pants as he was getting turned on by Brian’s youth and still growing body, not to mention his innocence. Adam stood up as Brian reclined back on the bed, arms up, enjoying being felt all over. He felt like he was being worshipped; nobody had ever touched him like this before. Adam took his shirt and started pulling up, and Brian put his arms up and allowed himself to be undressed. With his shirt off, Adam got a good look at Brian’s thin pale white body and let out an instinctual “mmm”, which made Brian smile. Next, Adam unbuckled Brian’s belt and undid the clasp of his shorts. As he started pulling down the zipper, he could make out the outline of the teenager’s cock swelling underneath, and he couldn’t wait to see it for himself. He curled his fingers under the waistband of Brian’s shorts and boxers and pulled them down, releasing Brian’s swelling 7.5in cock, just as he had promised. It was still getting hard, but Adam could see it growing before him. Brian shuttered noticeably as Adam picked up his cock from where it had come to rest on his upper leg and held it in his hand for a moment, giving it the slightest jerk. Brian had never felt anyone touch his cock before, and it was blowing his mind. He was sure the rest of the night was going to be fucking amazing. Without warning, Adam’s mouth was on Brian’s cock. Brian threw his head back and moaned as his dick experienced it’s first blowjob. The sucking didn’t last for too long, as Adam was restless to get to the main event, but he had succeeded in calming Brian down and driving his lust through the roof. There was no turning back for the eighteen year old now. He had let Adam blow him, and he wasn’t going to leave without getting fucked. Adam stood up and picked up Brian’s legs, removing his socks and sneakers, and sliding his shorts and boxers down and off. He stood back and marveled at the naked twink sitting on the edge of his bed. “Damn, you are sexy boy.” Brian beamed at the compliment, and instinctively grabbed his cock and started jerking a bit, getting off on being adored. “Alright, your turn”, Adam ordered. Brian didn’t need more explanation than that. He got off the bed and dropped to his knees, unzipped Adam’s jeans, and took the man’s cock in his hand, feeling just the second dick of his life. He paused a moment as he stared at the beauty of it and held it in his hand. Adam ran his hands through Brian’s hair and gently guided the boy’s mouth towards his cock, and that was enough of a push to get Brian to open his mouth and take it in. He wasn’t a great cocksucker yet, as Adam had expected, but something about the inexperienced sucking he was getting served to turn him on even more. He peeled his shirt off as his cock grew rock hard in Brian’s mouth, and as Brian went to pull off when it grew larger than he thought he could handle, Adam pushed his head back on to his tool, causing Brian to cough and gag. Some guys would have thrown a fit, but when Brian just went back to work, he was inadvertently letting Adam know how much he could push him. Adam reached down and pulled Brian up by his armpits, put his arms around him, grabbing his bony back and perky ass, and pulling him in for a kiss. He felt the small teen all over his back, arms, feeling his hair, and moving around to feel up his smooth stomach and chest once more. As their mouths parted, Adam directed Brian “Alright, get in bed bud”. He swiftly removed what was left of his clothes as Brian hopped up on the bed and asked “uh, how?”. “Just lay down on your back baby.” Brian sprawled out on the queen bed, head on Adam’s pillows like he could be going to sleep, his hard cock standing at attention. Adam crawled in to bed and on top of Brian. “Are you ready?” “God, yes” “Tell me what you want” “Fuck me. Take my virginity. Please!” “And…” “…I want your poz dick Adam” “That’s right boy, it’s time.” Adam grabbed a bottle of lube off the nightstand and lathered some on his cock before picking up Brian’s legs, placing them on his shoulders, and exposing his hole. Rubbing the lube in to Brian’s smooth ass made him shudder again, feeling that this was really it. Now, a lot of guys would have fingered the virgin hole, or ate it out, but Brian hadn’t asked him to, so Adam decided that he was going to skip all of that. It might hurt more, but he knew he had him, and he knew that making it hurt would only help Brian receive his virginity gift. After finishing up with the lube, Adam let Brian’s legs off his shoulders and scooted up close to the boy’s ass. Brian wrapped his legs around Adam’s body and stared at him, heart pounding, puppy dog eyes glistening, waiting. Adam lined up his cockhead with Brian’s hole and asked “Are you ready Brian?” “Fuck me” Brian wiggled his ass a bit, and Adam didn’t need any more invitation. He pushed his hard 8 inch cock against Brian’s never-before-opened hole, which put up a good fight, but Adam just kept up his slow but steady thrust and began to open Brian up. He gave it some force and broke open Brian’s hole, sliding his cockhead in as Brian almost screamed in a mix of pain and ecstasy. That didn’t dissuade Adam at all, as he continued to push in, opening up Brian’s hole by force as he got his cock deeper in deeper inside the eighteen year old’s body. “It hurts” Brian whimpered. Adam didn’t offer to stop, only letting the boy know that “I know, but it’ll feel good once you get used to it.” Adam kept pushing in until he had fully popped Brian’s cherry and eventually had his full 8 inches inside the virgin hole, as tight as anything his cock had ever been in. He stayed still for a moment, giving the twink a quick chance to catch his breath and for his ass to adjust to his cock. Brian’s whole body felt strained as he grasped the bedsheets and prayed for it to start feeling good. But despite the pain, he had never been more turned on, and more proud of himself. He was doing it, he was using his body, he was getting fucked. It hurt, but he was so into it he didn’t care. Then, he felt Adam begin to slide his cock back out, almost all the way, before he quickly thrust back in balls deep. Brian yelped and cried out as the real fucking began. Adam wasted no time transitioning into pounding this boy hard, sliding out and slamming back in, slowly at first before picking up the pace considerably. Slowly but surely, Brian’s pain began to subside a bit, allowing him a mix of pleasure and pressure that drove him wild. He grabbed his cock and began jerking hurriedly, before Adam grabbed his arm and pinned it to the bed beside him. “Wouldn’t want you blowing that load yet boy”. Adam shifted around as he continued to destroy his ass. He held Brian from underneath, then placed one arm on his abdoment, which hurt him but he didn’t say anything, and later even placed his hands around the boy’s thin neck at one point. Adam was really getting into it and the forces of his thrusts sent his headboard slamming in to the wall. Brian was thankful he was at Adam’s house, cause he felt like the whole neighborhood could probably hear what was happening in that bedroom. Brian couldn’t believe Adam lasted so long, as he knew he probably would have cum almost instantly. But Adam was relentless pounding his twink ass for what seemed like hours, and he was loving it. Eventually Adam slowed down a bit and bent down to kiss Brian and bring their bodies closer together as he continued to fuck him. Then, broke away and looked down at the 18 year old bottom in his bed with a big grin, and said “There’s something I didn’t mention… I’m not on meds.” Brian wasn’t 100% sure what that meant, but he froze for a second in between grunts nontheless. “You were right when you said it would be unlikely that you’d get charged if I were on meds, but I’m not, and my load is going to be toxic as all hell. And given how much I’ve torn up your ass, you’re going to leave here a little poz boy” “What, no!!!” Brian reacted on instinct and tried pushing Adam off of him, but it was no use. “Haha, you think I would’ve told you that if I was going to let you stop now?” “Please, don’t cum in me.” “I thought you wanted my poz cum.” “I did but you fucking didn’t tell me I’d catch it you fucker!” “Come on boy, you know you want it”. Adam didn’t stop pounding Brian’s ass through all of this, even starting to slam harder again. Brian felt like he was about to cry in anger and confusion, and it took everything he had to stop himself. He tried squirming away, pushing Adam off, but nothing was going to work, and he knew it. He was going to be taking Adam’s toxic seed whether he liked it or not. “That’s right Brian, I’m going to poz you. I’ve been wrecking your tight virgin hole with my big cock and as soon as I blow my load my toxic cum is going to fill you up and get in your blood stream, and then, well you know what happens then.” “FUCK YOU!!”, Brian cried. “Maybe later boy” Adam chuckled, “come on, you know you want my poz cum. Tell me you want it baby. Tell me you want me to poz you. I know you do. You wouldn’t be here if you didn’t. Tell me Brian!” Brian hesitated, looking Adam in the eyes with scorn for a moment before relenting and exhaling “Poz me.” “YESS thats what I want to hear” Adam’s thrusting hit its peak as he felt his power trip escalating. Brian couldn’t deny it any more- he was scared, but he was so turned on. He wasn’t even mad at Adam in that moment. He was right, he had put himself in this position and he had read enough storied about just this and blew giant loads to all of them. On some level, he wanted this, and he decided in a split second to let that desire drive him. “Fine fucking do it fucking poz me” Brian whimpered, “just fucking destroy my ass and make me a dirty 18 year old poz whore, fucking do it!” That was enough to push Adam over the edge. He was ready to change this boy forever. He propped himself up with his left arm and wrapped his right arm around Brian’s upper body, pulling him in closer, looking him in the eye as he said “here it comes!”. With that, Brian could feel Adam’s body shudder this time as he exploded his pent up load of toxic cum in the high schooler’s no longer virgin ass. Brian could feel the ropes of cum bursting in to him as Adam growled, his entire body pushing against Brian’s lean frame to get his cum as deep in the boy’s hole as possible. Brian grabbed his cock and barely needed to jerk it twice before he exploded his own load all over himself. Adam collapsed on top of Brian, feeling his cum in between them. He held his cock inside his hole, not wanting any to leak out before it had to. Brian lay motionless, processing what had just happened to him. After a few moments of silence, Brian wrapped his arms and legs around Adam, pulling himself back on to his cock as much as possible, and whispered into Adam’s ear “thank you.”

Hey guys, this is my first story and my first creative writing in a long time. Your feedback is welcomed! I hope it's not too much setup before we get to the good stuff, but I intend to keep writing about Brian, so I want you to know who he is. I wrote the first couple chapters before posting anything, but there is more to come. Hope you enjoy! *********** Chapter 1 - Brian Brian had never shivered like this before. Sure, growing up in a skinny kid in New England, he was used to feeling cold in the winter. But it wasn’t the cold making his teeth chatter as he drove his crappy old Grand Cherokee down a perfectly normal suburban side street at 1am. He was nervous. Probably excited too, but mostly nervous. He couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. He couldn’t believe he was actually going to get fucked. Brian was a quiet, nerdy, awkward high school senior. He spent most of his time playing video games or camping, hanging out with a few friends now and then, and being alone a lot. It’s not really how he wanted to be living, but he just figured it was who he was. At school, he was a straight-A student, but not quite the star pupil. He’d get into a decent college with no problem. He had some extra-curriculars under his belt: debate, volunteering. He did what he needed to do to get into college and satisfy the expectation that he do something with his time. He was an athlete too. It wasn’t that big of a part of his life, but it checked a box. He played tennis (which he wasn’t very good at) and ran cross country. It’s about all you could expect from a kid his size. He was 5’7”, 125lb on a good day. He wasn’t one of those kids who were complete sticks, but there was no getting away from the fact that he was scrawny. The tennis and cross country at least gave him a nice perky ass, thin defined legs, and kept him a few crunches away from a six pack, if he had tried. On his head was a mop of light brown hair that he didn’t really do much with, not too short but not too long. He didn’t think of himself as hot, at all, and he didn’t do any favors for himself with how he dressed. Knee-length cargo shorts and a not-fitted but not-baggy t-shirt typically did the trick. He wasn’t a skater kid, swimming is his clothes, but neither did he wear anything that would show off his thin but fit body. If he had dressed differently, if he had thought about himself differently, he could have been decently “hot”. But he didn’t have the confidence for it. So, Brian spent a lot of time at his computer, watching and waiting as high school quickly sped by. He was waiting for that girl to fall into his lap and be his girlfriend. For the kiss at the dance, the awkward date, the “first time”. He wanted that feeling of walking in to school the day after losing his virginity with the swagger he imagined the other guys had, even if he’d never actually looked at a classmate and thought “he looks like he got laid last night”. He was frustrated that things weren’t working out, but he was also beginning to be confused. Confused by a boy named Jake. Jake and Brian weren’t close, or even really friends. There were classmates, sharing physics, history, and gym that year. They knew each other, they were cordial, but they didn’t hang out. But Brian had caught himself starting to watch Jake, to let his gaze linger on him longer than normal, to have him pop up in his mind when he was partaking in certain private activities in which girls were supposed to be the primary motivation. He didn’t think he was gay, but then why was it whenever he was lying in bed, cock in hand, that when Jake entered the fantasy, he’d get harder than ever? One night, as he laid back against his pillow, cum covering his bare chest, he accepted that he probably was in to guys. He couldn’t get it out of his mind the entire day at school. Even his friend Rachel had to break him out his daze at one point. “Brian, are you with us?” she said at the lunch table. “Oh, yeah, sorry, I was just thinking about something.” “What?” “Oh, um, nothing, did you do your homework for calculus?” That night, after his parents were asleep, he opened his laptop, fired up a private browser, and hesitantly typed in “gay porn” for the first time.

Continuing Part 3 is also fiction, but, again, Something I hope will happen. ..... After some time of just "being", the Boss asked me "how you feeling queer, have you evened out a bit?" I said yes Sir, I have come down some. I still feel just right with the smoke and was thinking I might need some more smoke. " You haven't moved in awhile, get up and walk". As I stood up I did feel a rush and steadied myself a bit with the chair. " Walk around some, my meth pig, we are leaving and I need you to be able to control yourself in public, we will get you some more smoke in awhile after we leave." Where are we going Boss? I asked. "You ask too many questions faggot, I'm the one in control, just do what I say. That is what you want isn't it, for me to control you, and for you to do whatever I tell you to do, Whatever it is?" Of course Boss I am sorry for being so inquisitive, I trust in you 100% and won't be so questioning anymore. "Good little pig, thats just what I want" he said. We left the house and got into his convertible sports car. Man he loves to drive fast, and I enjoy every minute of the wind in my hair, and the feeling like I am on a rollercoaster. No matter how fucked up he got, it seemed like he was completely together, and sober. Here I am trying just to speak English like a normal human being. Just another reason I was so taken by him. He is a Man in charge and Dominant at all times. He never showed any weakness of any kind. Who could not be attracted to a Man like this. I was so far gone with (Love)?, (Submission)?, (Respect)?, (Admiration)?, I don't know what to call it, but I have fallen hard and there is no coming back from it, even if I wanted to. Which I do not! We pull up to this building that had a very dark parking lot. There was one street light, and it was in the far corner of the parking lot and there were no cars around it. There were several cars in the opposite corner, in the dark. The only sign on the building was a neon sign that was lit up in red that read "BOOKS". I admit to being naïve , this whole life was new to me. I am not a prude though. I do not look down on others for any reason. In fact I have now love this new life, new experiences, new people, and I want to immerse myself in it. Rather be pulled into by my Boss, willingly and excitedly. "You ready for some more smoke?" Yes Sir Please. "I like your enthusiasm, faggot. You told me awhile back you wanted to be a meth pig, an addict to the crystals, and it looks like you have become just that." "Do you know how happy that makes me? I honestly never knew how much I enjoy corrupting queers like you, it make my cock hard" "Now suck my cock" He grabbed me by the hair and pushed my eager open mouth onto his hardon. Even though I was in an awkward position, leaning over the stick shift that was poking me in the chest. However my being uncomfortable was not his problem or worry, it was mine, and I did not give a fuck as long as he was in me, down my throat. He pulled on both of my ears, forcing me up and down on his cock that I craved. "You are a good Ball Washer when you are all spun like this." I didn't get the reference until later thinking about those machines on the golf course where you put your golf ball in and push it up and down and it makes this sort of sucking , licking, cleaning sound. I did sound just like that. My saliva gathering in my mouth and then the force of his cock going up and down. I am a ball washer. Fuck Yeah another great dominating way he makes me feel. All of a sudden he stopped. "This will have to wait, hit this bowl." I hadn't even seen him load that bowl. I watched the swirl in anticipation. I know I talk about that a lot but that mesmerizes me every time. I love seeing that smoke accumulate in that pipe. "Stop looking and start hitting it, faggot, I want you really fucked up" I stopped counting the number of hits I took. After 4 pulls of that pipe, I didn't care. I had no idea what was coming, but I somehow knew I was going to be a real pig doing it. We left the car and walked toward the door. I was walking normally I thought. He grabbed my shoulder as we walked in the door. There was one guy behind a counter and lots of colorful things on the wall. I was having a hard time focusing. I then realized there were lots of "toys" on the wall and I figured out we were in an adult store. I saw out of the corner of my eye, the man behind the counter nodded at my Boss. He nodded back. I heard a buzz as Boss opened the door at the back. I was trying to focus on a poster on the door, it said WANTED in big type at the top there was a picture on it. Wait was that me? No couldn't have been. I must be fucked up. I didn't have time to read anymore Boss rushed me into this dark room with a dim light on the ceiling. He told me "Listen homo, there is a camera above you, but they turn that off when I am here. You do exactly as I say, exactly how I say it and you will make me happy. You want to make me happy dont you?" Of course I do Boss. Whatever you say and no questions and no saying no. "Fuck yeah my little piggie, NO saying NO Ever" He opened a door and pushed me in. There was a small bench in this tiny room where I had hardly any room to move around. The light was right above me, so I could see better. I noticed there were holes in the four walls around me, right about crotch level. One hole had 2 more holes about arms level. It finally donned on me I was in a Glory Hole. a fucking glory hole. I heard his voice outside of my room, "Do you know where you are now faggot?" Yes boss I replied. "You know what your job is, what you are going to do, what you were born to do, what faggots like you were born to do?" Oh Hell Yes Boss. "Good your eagerness is making me really want to show you a rough time, How does that sound pig?" Please Boss give me all you've got, I am more ready than I ever have been. Thank you Boss for knowing what I need and making me do it. His cock came through that hole and I jumped on it. I was so relaxed, and horny, I took it all they way down until I could smell that sweet musk that was only his pubes in my nose. I went to town on that cock. "Go slower queer not so fast". Yes Sir. I slowed down my pace as I could hear him quietly groaning with enjoyment. He doesn't like me knowing he enjoys my cock sucking skills. So hearing him was his way of telling me I was honored. Pleasing him is my only goal. He stuck his arms threw those upper holes and grabbed my head forcing me down on him harder. He pulled his cock out, I could see him lean down, he said "Hey pig, here" I put my face up to that hole and he spit a huge wad in my mouth. Again and again. "Now you are lubed up with my juice" I got wood in an instant because almost nothing is hotter to me than him giving me his spit. I said almost. As I was blowing him he started to talk to me. "Keep going but listen to me, listen good. There are going to be lots of other cocks you are going to suck here tonight. Some you might know, but you wont be able to see who they are. That doesn't matter. Some you wont know, and again that doesn't matter does it, since tonight you are going to be a pig for cum. My cumpig." I nodded since his dick was in my mouth. "Good good. If you impress me here tonight there will be a very good opportunity for you" Thank you Sir I said with his cock in my mouth but he understood. Next thing I knew there was another cock to his right. I had no idea who, and I didnt fucking care. Bring on the cocks I thought to myself. I went down on that cock it was smaller than my Boss's. This one smell differently. Like he's been to the gym. Sweaty but not foul sweaty. I kept my left hand on my Boss's cock and stroked it while I went down on the second one. He knew I needed and wanted his direction. That his voice was the key to my submission. "Good you cock pig. I see you are enjoying this" I nodded again. "I always know what you want and need", he said like he could read my mind of what I just thought. Then a third cock appeared to his left, what was I going to do. I went back down on my Boss's cock and stroked the other two with each hand. I had always wanted secretly to be this much of a pig. To be used like this. Him using me, and others getting enjoyment out of it too. Honestly I didnt really care about these other cocks. Only making him happy and he wants me to enjoy this, to make him happy, so I am getting lost in it. He pulled out and I went down on the cock I had not sucked yet. This one was kinda dirty, it smelled kinda dirty. I didn't care. I can see a dim light though the holes but didn't pay much attention to it. Then through the arm holes I see a pipe with meth in it boiling. "Hit this my meth pig" I jumped on that glass dick and sucked it too. Then through the other lower glory holes there were two more pipes. "Hit those, hard, meth pig" Yes Boss thank you. I drew in one and then the other. "Hold it in, like the addict I have made you." My head was reeling and I had to blow out, the cloud was so huge I couldn't see anything for a minute. "Such a good meth cock pig" I heard him say as the others laughed and agreed. Thank you Sirs, I said as I was feeling very submissive. Then there were 3 cocks again , and I bobbed back and forth with my hands and my mouth. One was telling me, suck it boy. One was saying take it all queer, and my Boss was very quietly calling me his meth pig, over and over. He knew what turned me on, he knew what kept me riled up. The sweaty man said I'm getting close. My Boss demanded "Take his load, all of it" I went down on that one and kept my tongue rubbing his head. He exploded into my mouth , and being such a pig tonight I took it all and swallowed every bit, like I was told to do. Then the cock was gone and I heard the door open and he left. "You take what I say seriously don't you faggot" Yes Sir I do. "Good job, now get to work" I was craving my Boss cock so I went there first while stroking the other one. He put his arm through to hold my head. He pulled back and I thought he was going to spit. Instead he slapped my cheek hard. Very hard. It surprised me. I could see him looking at me, I didn't recoil because I fucking loved it. Then a different arm appeared in the other hole, and he slapped me. I groaned with pleasure, and then they just went to town. Back and forth ,one then the other slapping me like a tennis ball, my head going side to side. This continued for over a minute I could feel my face getting numb from the redness and the enjoyable pain. It stopped all of a sudden. "I didn't know my meth pig was such a pain freak too. You are just a fucking faggot pig for whatever I want to do to you" Oh hell yes I am Sir. No saying no and enjoying everything, that was your rule. "Wow a faggot that listens and obeys no matter what" "Hell yeah, suck my cock now. I was so worked up I had a raging hard on in my pants, but no one here cared about that. I could almost bust my nut spontaneously, but talked myself out of it so as not to spoil my submissiveness. Boss put his hand through and grabbed my head and forced it onto the other cock in the room. "Take it take it" I let his force guide me all the way down on this man. "Keep your tongue out, you can take more of it" I did as I was told and he was right. My nose was now on this mans stomach, no hair there at all. After only a short time this man said I'm going to blow. My Boss pulled my head off his cock and I started immediately started stroking it. I heard my Boss tell the other man, "shoot that load all over his face. cover that fag in cum." His load was so big the semen shot all over my head. In my hair my eye, my nose and both cheeks, He just kept the cum coming while he moved it all over my head. Then this man started rubbing the cum onto my face with the head of his cock. He was using his dick like a paint brush and my face was his canvas and his cum was his paint. He was getting small amounts of semen and feeding it to my eager mouth. Swiping it off my face and into my mouth. I could hear my Boss behind him egging him on. "Get more , feed that fag pig. He wants it, can't you see dude, he wants it force feed him your cum." Fuck I was so turned on. Then his cock disappeared and he left. It was only the Boss and me. "Meth time. There's only you and me right now." The door opened and there He was ,his cock out and a bowl in his hand. We are going to smoke this one together. He leaned down and put the bowl right in front of me. "Watch it like you love to do" I watched as the smoke started to rise in the bowl. Yeah I said quietly, and then "yeah" he said as a whisper. "Look at that, doesn't your body crave that? Doesn't your mind ache for it. Don't you want me to give you this sweet smelling liquid turned gas so that your mind can open up more, so that your throat can open wide?, so that you can lose more control to me?" Please Boss I beg of you can I have it. "No way faggot he yelled" as he took the whole bowl of smoke into his lungs. Grinning that evil grin I loved. He then pulled my hair back, closed my nose with his fingers , and open my mouth. He then shotgunned all the smoke he had taken in and blew it into my mouth which I inhaled every bit. After his lungs were empty he told me to "Hold it in, meth pig" and he repeated, meth pig over and over. He did this 3 more times. He had never done that before. I fucking loved that shit. I now didnt even know where I was, I was so fucked up and cloudy. I only knew I was with him and he was in charge. "You see my pig, we will have more join us. I put a wanted poster on the door that said, Wanted straight cocks down my throat and fill my gut with cum. Your picture is on that poster, so every man that comes in here knows what you look like, but you have no idea who they are." "I know that may be taking a chance on your reputation, who knows who could see it, and that may know you, thats not my problem, I'm not taking chances you are, I like that idea do you like that idea meth cum pig?" I knew somewhere I should say no. Not in the complete submissive pig state I was in. I replied Hell yes Boss I love that idea. You are the only one I care about knowing and impressing. Fuck anyone else. You are my everything my God, so who gives a damn. "That did it fag, you made my day. Here Take my cock." He then fucked my face so rough and violently giving me no time to breath, ignoring my gagging. He slapped my face more while he was forcing himself down my throat. "Rape you, take you, force you, meth pig, meth pig, my meth pig, my property, my faggot, meth pig, open mouth hole, you are just a hole for me to rape." He kept repeating those words in different order loudly at first then to almost a whisper that only he and I could hear. I grabbed his ass and pushed as he pushed my head. Both of us with the same goal, get that cock further in my gullet. He started hitting the top of my head. Meth pig, he repeated. I felt his balls pull back and I knew what was coming. Literally. He shot so hard down my open mouth hole, he buried my face as I pushed harder on him. He was well past my tongue, hell he was half way down my throat. When I thought he was done, he said "Here's more, take it" he continued to ejaculate into me for what seemed like long minutes. He grunted, I had never heard him do that. He pulled out leaned over me and spit one more time. Then he collapsed onto that bench and the only thing I heard him say was "FUCK". Should I continue guys? Are you all liking this story? Are you bored with it? I have more, just give me some feedback. Thanks for enjoying my writing.

Chapter 4 - Breeding Zone Brian quickly closed his laptop. He was stunned. Sitting naked on his bed with his hard dick in his hand, he felt like his heart had dropped out of his body for an instant. He had been simultaneously so excited, aroused, and nervous about the prospect of hooking up that his heart was pounding. That quickly gave way to a mix of confusion, disappointment, and a faint hint of lust that he didn’t quite understand. Even with his laptop closed, Brian found himself continuing to stroke his cock, now lying in his bed in the dark. He couldn’t stop himself from going where his horny mind seemed determined to take him, and he began to imagine Adam’s mature, experienced body on top of him, his cock pushing on his virgin asshole, awaiting an invitation to enter. Brian allowed the vision to continue, imagining his ass being opened for the first time as Adam’s cock slid inside of him. He wouldn’t admit to himself that Adam being HIV-positive was somehow making the scene even more erotic, but he recognized, at some level, that there was something different going on in his mind now. The fictional Adam only had to slide his cock balls deep in to his ass once for Brian to lose it and spray a huge burst of cum all over his smooth chest. He flinched as some made it all the way up to his cheek. He took a deep breath as he let his cock fall and rest against his stomach. Brian had trouble getting to sleep that night. His emotions were all over the place. It was clear now that he wanted sex… real sex. This was the closest he had ever come; actually talking to someone who lived close by, beginning to make plans. It was a big step for him. He felt scared and liberated; disappointed that Adam was poz, but also disappointed he couldn’t have him. At least he was sure now that he had to make this happen. He had to find a man and lose his virginity, soon. That night, though, he eventually got to sleep. The fog in his mind continued for the next couple of days. He was in a mood that he couldn’t pinpoint. Frustrated, annoyed, mad at everyone, quick to snipe at his friends at school. It was pretty normal teenage behavior really, but the cause of it wasn’t. Eventually, a couple nights later, Brian again found himself in his dark bedroom with his laptop open to a private browser, ready to rub out another load before trying to fall asleep. He opened Google and found himself typing the first thing that crossed his mind, before he had a chance to contemplate it too much: “getting fucked by a poz guy”. That was the beginning of a wormhole that would consume Brian for a week. He read about HIV, treatments and prevention, chances of transmission. The whole nine yards of “educational” information. But he also found some things on the internet he didn’t expect. He encountered the word “bug-chaser” for the first time, and learned that there were actually guys who intentionally got themselves infected. He stumbled on to some homemade porn videos where guys were actually moaning “fuck me with your poz dick” as they were getting fucked bareback. Brian was confused, but he was hard the whole time. Then, he came across Breeding Zone. He was nervous about even being on the site, let alone jerking off to it. But he couldn’t stop. Over the next few nights, he spent hours reading. At first, it was the pozzing stories in the backroom. Then, he read the threads of guys recounting their recent adventures. His dick wasn’t soft for a moment of it. He could feel the nerves that wouldn’t go away, but those nerves also made it the most erotic jerking off he’d ever done. He blew some of the biggest loads of his life when he’d finish reading a story about a daddy stealthing a college boy or a chaser begging to get knocked up. He couldn’t quite understand why this made him so horny, but there was no denying how it was making him feel. On Friday, when Brian got home from school, he was feeling even more pissed off and dejected than he had been these past few weeks. He had failed a big chemistry test. Studying had been harder as of late, he was too distracted all the time. The red “F” on the page was not something Brian had seen many times in his life, and his anxiety sent him spiraling. What if this sunk his chance of getting in to his dream school? Was he not as smart as he thought he was? It was the definition of an overeaction, but it had him shaken. Luckily, he had the house to himself, as the family was away at a band competition that weekend. His little brother was competing, but Brian had stayed home to not miss school. Feeling rebellious, he snuck a couple shots of vodka from the liquor shelf and headed to bed early, fully intending to take his time with a nice long jerking session. After the shots started kicking in, giving him a slight buzz, he was feeling angry and impulsive, and he picked up his phone. He found Adam’s number and quickly wrote out a text “Hey Adam it’s Brian, we chatted a couple weeks ago. Sorry I left abruptly. Still interested in meeting up?” Before he could think better of it, he hit sent. And to his surprise, he didn’t regret it. He was feaaling a little uneasy still, but he genuinely did hope Adam would respond, even if he thought it was unlikely. An hour later, he got a reply: “Hey man. Figured I scared you off.” “Yeah, kind of. But I’m back.” “And you still want to hook up?” “Yes” “You sure?” “Very sure” “Feels like you freaked when I told you I’m poz” “I did, but I’m back. I want your poz cock Adam” Brian couldn’t believe he had written that, let alone sent it. It was cathartic. It was basically the biggest FU he could give to his life at the moment, and he was all for it. “FUCK boy, I hope you mean that.” “I do.” “What changed your mind?” “Read a bunch of stuff online. Figured out its unlikely to transmit these days with meds and even if it does its not a death sentence.” “That’s true” “Good, cause I’m not trying to get pozzed necessarily, I just really want to get fucked and now I think it would make it even hotter.” “Well then Brian, my cock’s waiting, when you want to come over?” “How about tonight?” “Really? Someone’s antsy haha. I’m home alone, want to join me?” “Yeah my parents are gone so I can stay as long as you want” “Perfect, we’ll see how it goes but I won’t be surprised if you’re in my arms when the sun rises.” “Fuck Adam, you say the hottest shit haha” “Alright, my address is 1 Main St. When will you be here?” “Give me an hour and I’ll be there” Brian sat on the edge of his bed for what seemed like a year, but it was only about five minutes. He still wasn’t sure about this. He was horny and desparate, but this felt crazy. Driving to an older man’s house that you don’t know to let him fuck you? Plus he’s poz!? But, he was 18, and his teenage cock was hardening even as he questioned the wisdom of what he was about to do. Then, he took a deep breath, decided to stop thinking, hopped off his bed, and went to his closet. He pulled his trusty tan cargo shorts up over his dark blue boxers, threw on a faded red Coke graphic tee, put on his no-show socks and laced up his gray and orange Nike running shoes. He grabbed his keys, his wallet, and his phone, and headed out, looking like any other nondescript skinny straight boy. He didn’t know how to live gay yet, but he was about to take a big first step.

Chapter 2 - Playing with Himself It didn’t take long after that first night of getting off on gay porn for Brian to fall down the rabbit hole. A mere two months later, as the last spring break of his high school career was fast approaching, Brian had already done things he never would have imagined, although to this point, only from the privacy of his bedroom. It started the same way it starts for so many gay teens as they start to figure things out. First it was looking at pictures of dicks, but not videos. Then he relented and found his way to gay side of Pornhub, and from there the cheshire cat just kept turning the page for him, site after site, dick after dick, boy after boy, fuck after fuck. Every night was another erotic session in his first floor bedroom, blessedly far away from the rest of his family sleeping upstairs. And yet, the feeling of liberation Brian was beginning to realize as his sexuality dawned on him was tempered by an emotion a little deeper down- that of being trapped. He was pretty sure most of his friends wouldn’t give a shit, his family would probably not even care that much either. Times were fast changing, and while his parents weren’t exactly enlightened, they never expressed any feelings of hatred or judgement towards gays. Nor did they ever caution their kids about being gay, and his mother had even let a “or boys” slip to Brian and his brother once when talking about their future girlfriends. That had been years ago, but Brian didn’t realize how vividly he remembered it until now. The person that paralyzed Brian the most was himself. Despite the fact that he was aching to run his hands across another boy’s abs, to taste cum and see if it was as salty as he imagined, to feel the pressure of a cock entering him, he still wasn’t sure he was gay. Or bi. Or was this a phase? Or was he just being rebellious? Or was this not attraction but jealousy? If Brian had looked just one layer past his nervous conscious, he would’ve realized what he already knew, but he wasn’t ready to go there yet. Now, this feeling isn’t unique. It happens to a lot of us in our coming out process. But many of us grapple with it either by starting to experiment with friends, subtly cozying up to the gay boy in class, desperately finding a girl to fuck to see if it changed anything, or just thinking it through until we figured it out. Brian’s path took a different road, one littered with more risky decisions. Simply watching porn gave way to chat rooms, and soon more. Brian was beginning to realize he was particularly attracted to two rather different types of men: young twinks like himself, but also something that would be a little harder to explain to mom and dad: older men. He blew a whole lot of loads thinking about his friend Jake or whatever sexy boy he found on TikTok. But he also began chatting with daddies online. At first, just casually, not letting it get that far. It wasn’t long before he was role playing and asking to be owned. The phone sex was the next step, and it came quickly. Then, he was snapping pics of himself and sending them when asked. Finally, the webcam became his best friend. He was lying in bed at night with old kinky men marveling at his teenage body as they egged him on to blow his big load for them. And then he’d shut his laptop, returning to reality. Through all of this, he began to realize something interesting: the guys he let see him kept drooling over him. Again, Brian didn’t think he was hot. He was a small, skinny, nerd with floppy brown hair, scrawny arms and legs, and the pale white skin of someone who spends way more time studying then playing sports. But these guys, they kept telling him he was amazing. Skinny became lean, scrawny became toned, floppy became cute. He never chatted with anyone who told him he wasn’t hot enough to fuck. After enough of that attention, he finally began to buy it. He was actually starting to turn himself on. He noticed that, yeah, he was really in shape. He did actually have muscles in his arms. They weren’t those of a linebacker, but they had some definition. He realized his legs weren’t chicken-thin, he had been a runner for a long time and it showed. He didn’t think he was Adonis, but he doing something he never had before: looking in the mirror and thinking “damn, I look good today”. It didn’t take long for the attention and the confidence he was getting for what was plainly visible about him to encourage him to show off what was inside the blue boxer shorts he wore every day. And, what do you know? The guys loved it. He didn’t have much frame of reference before, as he didn’t spend much time in the locker room, but he was stoked to realize he was kind of hung. As he showed it to them, men constantly complimented him on his 7.5 inch cut cock. At first, he would even brush the guys off; they were just trying to turn him on. But eventually they convinced him that no, he did in fact have a big dick. It wasn’t huge, but for a 5’7” 120lb guy, it was impressive. And then there was his ass, which wasn’t really something he ever thought about before. Again, the years of cross country and tennis paid off, and even though he felt really weird doing it, showing the men his smooth asshole was winning rave reviews as the horny fuckers he chatted with explained just how they would pound that twink hole. As his confidence, and his lustfulness, grew, so too did the aching need to actually have sex. He wasn’t sure if he was a top or bottom, but he knew he needed to try something. He needed to feel another man’s cock in his hand. He needed to know what it tasted like. He needed to experience what it was like for one man to be inside another. He needed to confirm to himself something that he already knew: he was gay. But, he was still too scared to do anything that might out himself before he was ready. He shied away from the gay boys in his school, and resisted the urge to download Tinder or Grindr. It was too public for him. But finally, he caught sight of a screename in the chat room he’d been visiting that caused his heart to sink into his stomach and then blast back out again into a nervous burst of excitement: 52 m Boston. This was it. Someone close. He couldn’t have stopped himself if he tried from hurriedly clicking on this guy, opening a chat, and writing “Hey man. 18 here, also from Massachusetts. How’s it going?”

Whelp. viral load not going down. So someone is gonna get pregnant by me

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!

Chapter 3 - 52 m Boston Skinnytwink: Hey man. 18 here, also from Massachusetts. How’s it going? 52mBoston: Just fucking horny kid, how about you? Skinnytwink: Haha, same here man. 52mBoston: You close to Boston? Skinnytwink: Yeah, only like 20 min away. 52mBoston: Nice. So what brings an 18 year old to a gay chat room. Skinnytwink: Idk, just looking for some fun I guess. 52mBoston: What kind of fun? Skinnytwink: Whatever kind I can find. 52mBoston: You looking to meet up? Skinnytwink: Potentially. 52mBoston: Into older guys like me? Skinnytwink: Yeah, for sure. Daddies turn me on haha. 52mBoston: Haha nice, I’m glad. Teenagers turn me on ;). What do you look like? Skinnytwink: 5’7” 120lb brown hair, brown eyes. Scrawny runner boy I guess haha. 52mBoston: Mmm runner boy huh? Bet you have a nice ass. Skinnytwink: I like to think so haha. 52mBoston: Got any pics? Skinnytwink: Sure, here: 52mBoston: Holy fuck kid you are hot!! Skinnytwink: Haha, thanks. Glad you like. I’m really just a skinny nerdy guy in real life. 52mBoston: Don’t kid yourself kid, you’re fucking hot. My cock just twitched when I saw that pic. What you got packing in those shorts? Skinnytwink: A 7.5 in cut cock 😉 52mBoston: Wow, really? Skinnytwink: Yup 52mBoston: That’s huge for a boy your size. Skinnytwink: Haha, I guess. 52mBoston: You’re too modest. I like that. Skinnytwink: Thanks. How about you, what do you look like? 52mBoston: Decently in shape, but not fit like you. 6 feet tall. Dad bod, but not fat or anything. Skinnytwink: Nice, sounds perfect. How about your cock? 52mBoston: 8 inches cut and hard for you boy. Skinnytwink: Fuck, that’s hot man. I want it. 52mBoston: You had much dick in your life yet? Skinnytwink: Actually, none. 52mBoston: Virgin? Skinnytwink: Yeah, is that okay? 52mBoston: Fuck yeah, it’s hot as fuck. Skinnytwink: Phew… didn’t know if that would be a turnoff. 52mBoston: Not at all! What do you want to try? Skinnytwink: Everything. 52mBoston: That’s a dangerous statement haha. Skinnytwink: I mean it. 52mBoston: You ready to take my big cock in your tight teen ass? Skinnytwink: Fuccckkkk that made me hard, yes I want it so bad. 52mBoston: Yeah? Think you’re a bottom? Skinnytwink: I want to try both for sure. If you made me choose I’d choose bottom though. 52mBoston: Cool, I normally like to pound younger guys. Might let you top me too, not sure I’d be able to resist your big boy cock 😉 Skinnytwink: Fuck yeah man, I’m down for whatever. 52mBoston: I’m gonna warn you, I normally fuck rough. Bareback, hard pounding, not some slow “making love”. I’ll try to take it easy for you on your first time, but no guarantees. Skinnytwink: Man that is so hot. Tbh, I never fantasize about it being like slow and romantic. When I dream about getting fucked, I’m getting pounded hard. So fuck yeah. 52mBoston: What’s your name? Skinnytwink: Brian, you? 52mBoston: I’m Adam. Skinnytwink: Nice to meet you Adam, can’t believe I found someone close. 52mBoston: Yeah, same. So be real with me Brian, you just on here getting off, or do you want to hook up? Skinnytwink: I want it Adam, I really do. 52mBoston: Cool, well I live alone, so you’re welcome to come to my place if you’re up for it, or I can come to you, either way. Skinnytwink: Nice, yeah I live with my parents so you hosting’s gonna be best. 52mBoston: Oh yeah, forgot your 18 haha. College? Skinnytwink: High school senior. 52mBoston: FUCKK that’s hot. Skinnytwink: Haha yeah, you like the idea of fucking a high schooler? 52mBoston: As long as you’re really 18. Skinnytwink: I am, don’t worry. 52mBoston: Then hell yeah, I want to fill you up with cum and send you back to your parents, make you walk weird around school the next day. Skinnytwink: Fuck man, please do that to me. 52mBoston: I will, don’t you worry. So, you free this weekend? Skinnytwink: I can be. 52mBoston: Sweet. You comfortable texting? We can find a good time and I can send you my address. Skinnytwink: Uh, sure what the hell. My number is XXX-XXXX. 52mBoston: Nice, mine’s XXX-XXXX. Skinnytwink: You want me to bring anything? 52mBoston: Like what? Skinnytwink: Idk, condoms or anything. 52mBoston: Oh, I thought you wanted it bare? Skinnytwink: Uh, yeah, I guess I do. I know I probably shouldn’t but I want it to be 100% real my first time. 52mBoston: Good answer. Skinnytwink: You are so hot man I’m so excited for this. 52mBoston: Brian, before we go too far, I’ve got to tell you something. I’m poz. Skinnytwink: Poz? 52mBoston: HIV-positive Skinnytwink disconnected.

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.”

Just to say up front this post is NOT about scat. Curious though if there are tops or bottoms out there who like a hole ripe/unprepped. Happened to me the other day when i bottomed and i thought it was so hot...made the whole scene much more primal. Basically a dude hit me up on Grindr and wanted to meet ASAP. Told him i wasn't prepped but that i'd suck his dick so i went over. He was over 6 feet, thin/lanky build, lots of tattoos and like a huge dick with big bush. Was deepthroating him and he suddenly just says he wants to fuck. Warned him again i wasn't prepped and he just said he was so horny he didn't care. Through me on the bed doggy style and started eating my ass. He then stood up, just goes "tastes fine to me", spit on my hole, and shoved it in. Eventually pulled me up and pushed me into the bathroom - fucked me in front the mirror and then over the toilet. After he came in me he pushed me into the shower and pissed all over me. Not sure if it was just cuz it was spontaneous and unplanned, but was hot af. Would love to repeat something like this but not sure if others are into it.

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

I don't care that other men might want to watch condom porn (although I have yet to actually meet one). I am certainly not one of these men.

Personally, I find that exchange very erotic. The top is giving me the chance to reaffirm that I am a receptacle for his seed, and I am doing this of my own free will for his pleasure.

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.

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.

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 🙂

Never really a fan of glory holes except for sucking or getting my cock sucked of course. However, like you, I often love the anonymity of a good fuck. That's why I'll go to the darker back room at Slammer (here in L.A.), bend over the fuck table, and wait. Often I'm alongside other hungry pigs waiting to be bred, which I love. Invariably hands begin to roam my body, finger my hole, and then mount and begin to fuck. Usually that means that once the first cock breeds me, it's replaced by the next, and the next. Since I can't see backwards and the room is dim, I never know who it was that fucked and bred me. Just know that my hole's been filled and I'm a happy pig. Oink!

These days when I get horny, all I can think of is barebacking. Thinking about a hole wrapped around every inch of my raw bare cock drives me stupid wild, browsing this site makes me need to fuck bareback so badly.

So watching "The Hobbit" movies and I guess I'm fucking horny because I would love to have every dwarf and especially the dwarf king to breed my buttcunt! My partner and I are talking about how hairy their balls and butt cracks should be....yum.....funny how you can lust over hot mythical creatures... would yall care to share any fantasy or sci-fi men you'd love to fuck!

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…

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.

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

The first time I went to a video arcade I was clueless about what happened in them. I'd never even heard of a gloryhole before and I was just there to watch some porn after looking at the dvds and dildos. I was nervous as hell as I entered a booth. I looked down at the wall next to the tv screen and saw a hole, but didn't really think much more about it. After a few minutes, a guy entered the stall next to mine and stuck his finger through the hole. "What the fuck?" was my first reaction. He told me to stick my cock through the hole. I was so freaked out, I bolted. But I was curious. So I went back to a different place with a video arcade. This was a larger place with the typical mind-numbing music playing and some pretty sketchy looking characters lurking. I entered a stall and in a few minutes a handsome black dude with a wedding ring entered the next stall. He had a really large cock and he stuck it through the hole. I got on my knees and started sucking that beautiful dick. After about ten minutes, he withdrew his cock and leaned down to the gloryhole and said, "Show me that hole boy." So I dropped my jeans and briefs and backed up to the hole. I was hoping he was going to rim me, but instead I felt his big finger with lube on it roughly smear my asshole. Then I felt his cock head at my pucker and he pushed in. I was in heaven as he slid into me balls-deep. I reached under to see if he was wearing a condom and I couldn't feel a latex ring around his shaft and he pounded me. I freaked out and pulled off. I said to him, "Pull out before you cum, OK?" and he replied "Yeah". So I backed up to the hole again and his big cock slid into me. He really went at it pounding my hole to the point that the stall wall was vibrating. Then he slammed into me and I heard him loudly grunt, then pull his cock out. By the time I turned around, I only saw the opposite door swinging back as he left. I felt my asshole and it was wet. I sniffed my fingers and could smell the sweet cum of the creampie he left inside me. I was hooked.

The first GH I really remember bb’ing was a rest stop in Western NY as I was driving home from college one weekend. It was my sophomore year, the late 80s, and I stopped to pee, not knowing this was a cruise spot. It was midday, and I walked into the men’s room. There was a lot of tension in the air — you could just feel it. As I was peeing, I heard some scuffling in the stalls further down. I peeked underneath and sure enough saw a couple guys standing at the wrong angles to use the toilets — they were facing one another. I lingered, listening, and heard them start to suck again after a few minutes. Peeking under the stalls I could see one guy kneeling. I couldn’t believe it, and had a weird mix of feeling enthralled with wondering how you have sex in a toilet stall. Eventually one guy left —nice looking guy with dark hair and a stache, in his 30s. I didn’t waste much time heading the stall he vacated. It wasn’t long before the guy on the other side was at the hole chopped in the wooden divider. I was turned on, but also not sure what to do. Finally I stuck my dick through, and he was blowing me. It felt amazing. After a few minutes, he turned around and sank his ass onto my cock. My mind said to pull out, but my cock refused. I started fucking him, the warmth feeling so intense wrapped around my cock. I hadn’t fucked much at that point in my life, and I was totally into it. I shot a load right there, burying it inside him. I sat in my car afterwards for about 10 minutes before he came out of the restroom. He was another college guy, probably my age, and totally cute. Black curly hair, lean body, and cute face. That rest stop became a regular stopover for me on trips back and forth to school after that. It wasn’t until the year after I graduated, on a trip for a first year reunion, that I got up the balls to offer my own ass at that same GH. It was a rainy Sunday afternoon when I was driving down the interstate, and stopped at the area. I remember being really horny and wanting to suck some nice cock. I had blown 2 guys over about an hour, and was still working on the second one when I decided to turn around and see what happened. He didn’t go for it right away, and I thought it wouldn’t happen — but then he started pushing his cock through the GH and into my eager ass. It was a rough fuck. Lots of banging against the wooden divider, and I was in an uncomfortable position braced between the two dividers with my legs spread. But there was a thrill to being fucked like that, and knowing his cock was raw. He never said a word, and was quiet other than banging against the divider. When he pulled out I wasn’t sure if he’d cum, but then left it start to run down one of my legs. Other than his sneakers, I never saw who it was that bred me at the GH.

I remember my first anal orgasm. (I call them buttgasms, btw.) I was riding cowgirl and playing with my tits. It was SO intense the dude I was sitting on asked me if I was OK! LOL.

I have experienced many anal orgasms, normally when being fisted by an experienced fisting top or alone using toys. As guys have said the anal orgasm is really something that needs to be experienced, I don't necessarily cum but the sensations and feelings associated with this are orgasmicly phenomenal. After such a session I lay there asking myself and anyone who will listen "why don't more people do this" they just don't know what they're missing. My best was when laying on my back being fisted by a top with another tops cock in my mouth and him playing with my nipples - holy fuuuuuck the waves continued for about 5 minutes and left me wanting more, bring it on, bring it on 🙂

Part 1: Six months ago, my husband went on a business trip to Boston. I was left home alone, and found myself surfing through BBRT. As I start to chat with people around me, someone invited me to have a little fun with him. I got myself in the shower and cleaned myself inside and out. I wanted to fully enjoy a long session. I found myself shaking in excitement. When I got to his place, I called the number he provided me. On the third ring, I heard a deep, "Hello?" I piped up and said, "Hi this is Drew, we chatted on BBRT." He responded with,"Hey, you infront of the building?" "Yep." "I'll be right there, just give me a sec." I waited for what it seemed like 15 minuets. I looked up at the grey sky and realized it was going to rain soon. As I started to get a little worried I got stood up, a guy appeared from the door. He looked like his picture, 35, 6'3, very dark skin, almost like melted chocolate, with a strong build. He welcomed me with a kiss, somewhat surprising me. He said, "Cool, wana come up?" I perked up and said, "Yes, totally." He said, "My first time with a cute little asian guy." I blushed a little, this was the first time someone ever called me a little asian. I stand at 6 feet tall, decent build. I felt my little pucker flinch as he said that. This dark man was about to take me and treat me like a piece of meat. We get to his front door, and he welcomes me in. It was a beautiful apartment, with high windows. He invited me to sit down in his living room, and noticed there was a glass pipe. He sat down and started to light it up, and I saw the white smoke slowly come out of the bulb at the end of the pipe. I used to party more when I was in my early twenties, and now in my early thirties, I haven't partied with anyone. As he inhaled deeply, he looked at me and pointed to his lips. I took a moment there and realized I had two options. Either I could leave and just head home, or I could let him kiss me and breath in the white smoke. I sat on his sofa looking at this black god, and I leaned in. I opened my mouth and sealed out lips together, as he exhaled I inhaled as smoothly as possible. Not to lose a single wisp coming out of his mouth. At the end of his breath he pushed his tongue into my mouth, and I reciprocated. We lingered onto each others lips as if were hungry. I exhales the white smoke he fed me as we were kissing. I felt my body tingle from excitement and passion. He then pulled himself off of me and took another hit. Again we shotgunned and made out three time. I was flying at this point, and he told me to lay down as smoke myself up. As I lit the pipe I felt his hands pull my pants off of me. As I drew in the first hit, I felt his strong warm tongue in between my cheeks. On top of being high this made me moan a little holding the hit in my lungs. I spread my legs open to give him better access. He then took his head and told me to take another hit, and this time just enjoy the feeling. As I felt the smoke enter my lungs, I felt him eat out my hole. The tina started to work one me. My hole started to get hungry, and I moaned for more. As he finished eat my hole wet he said,"we are going to have fun tonight, just relax." I moaned, "do whatever you want with me." He said, "do you want all of me?" I moaned, "yes, please" At that moment I felt his finger enter my hole, and it burned. That is when I knew I got booty bumped, and this was going to be a fun night.

like bare feet. If I'm fucking a guy and he has his legs in the air I love to lick and suck toes and instep. Pics that get me rock hard. Guy with ass hanging over the bed and bare feet too

Well thats a given!....Here is how you'd fuck the hulk...you'd start by letting Bruce fuck you and while he is in the rhythm of breeding you, you make him mad by telling him he has to pull out when he cums....He turns into the hulk and his dick grows big..technically inflating inside your cunt!...grrrrrr

Chewbacca.

I'm impressed @TwinkSlut24. I cautioned you against that gangbang. Glad it worked out so well for you! I'm going to be a little bit less fun than everyone else here for a second. I agree, embrace this, so long as you're having fun. But do I detect from your post that part of you isn't so sure? Is it having a negative impact on your life? If so, listen to that part of you. Slow things down a little, maybe talk to someone about it (either professionally, or maybe an older gay friend, or another cumdump - hell I'm happy for you to message me on here if you like). You're doing a lot right though, being on PrEP etc. I'm not sure why you're worried about Cumunion, Horsemarket etc. - those events are great! If this isn't impacting negatively on your life, fuck it, lose the hangups, this is what sluts are supposed to do 😈

[think before following links] https://www.boyfriendtv.com/videos/536934/teddy-called-to-the-rescue-to-fuck/ How would you like to be the btm in this vid!

Personally, I love the sight, smell, touch , sound ( grunt, sigh or moan), taste, and eye gaze of a man and that's what makes fucking ( as a top or bottom) such a peak experience. Don't get me wrong, cumming is awesome . But I focus on it more to delight my sex partner. ( I could easily cum by myself in 15 minutes with my right hand.) It's the YOU , not the spunk that makes sex great.

Three things I will not accept in my porn: condoms, pulling out and women.

Around October I met that guy twice, he bred me in both sessions. Next time he mad a fool of me, after I totally cleaned up myself while I was waiting for him, he totally disappeared. Next day he wrote something which hardly can be called honest apology. Later he seemed that we never would meet again. Yesterday he texted me that wanted to fuck me. I put on the balance my self esteem and his appearance. Fuck, that guy is gorgeous. His body’s every part is iterally beautiful. He has a face like Hollywood nice guy newcomer. He has an athletic body but not like a body builder rather pro gymnast. And his cock. Thick and long but exactly the right size. Until now, every time he came the scenario was the same: smalltalk, preplay, hot long fuck and then he unloaded me, smalltalk again, and finally left. Now, it was the same except that after he unloaded me the smalltalk made him so excited that his cock became rock hard again. I looked at him with question marks in my eyes and asked him why his cock is rockhard again. Se replied that I should ask the cock. I understood it and ask his mushroom touching it my lips and tongue. Finally I started to suck him more and more hard. Then he ordered me onto my fourth and fucked me like a crazy. Finally he unloaded me again. Smalltalk again and then like a real dominant top who doesn’t care about the bottom orgasm headed to home. And I just let him leave, my phone beeped. Another mate from the neighbourhood texted me that a guy with whom I always wanted to fuck visited him. I jumped over for a threesome but the host knock himself out with chm. The other guest guy was in totally bottom mood. He started to suck me and not soon later went to his back, spreading his legs and offered me his hole. I started to fuck him and from that moment I was fucking him for hours. When our mate noticed that he was totally off and wouldn’t join us, we came to my place. We continued the fuck. It was less intensive, many times interrupted with talk but both of us enjoyed it much. I fucked him in missionary style, doggy, he rode on my cock. Finally I unloaded him.

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! 👅

Sammy

I've been at my friend's house since last night. The 5 of us had a private bareback party. The 3 of them are top, and the two of us are bottom. I received the last cum load 5 minutes ago. It wasn't particularly plentiful, because the guy who fucked me had already cummed 3 times tonight, 2 of them in me. I fucked a total of 5 times this night

Hell yea, this is the way a top should be!

Years ago for students I dont know how many there were because i was bonded and hooded It was a rough night , i was covered in cum It was around nine in the morning when they duped me on the street

Part 1 I was finally free. I just finished unpacking all I had into my college dorm room and said goodbye to my dad who drove up with me to help get me settled. My mom was not in the picture because she left my dad after giving birth to me and stating that she was not ready to be a mom at 17 but I wasn't discouraged about that because I always had my dad who took care of me and always showed me how much he loved me. My dad is a wealthy buessness man and I always knew he would be there to take care of anything either of us needed. We both shared everything with each other and supported each other decisions and we were both proud to know we were both gay. My dad surprised me by having over all of his gay friends and mine to our house on my graduation day and when I walked into the house I saw they were all naked and ready to help me celebrate an amazing day. I stood in shock and was instantly hard seeing about 50 naked men in my house and it didn't take much for the party to be in full swing not to mention there was one in the middle of the living room. The night went on with everything you could imagine in a sex party but I did notice that it was more of just fondling and sucking and not actually fucking which I found odd and then my dad came up to make an announcement. "To my son and all of his fellow graduates congratulations for all of your hard work in completing the four years of your schooling and as you all go now into the next chapter of your life remember to take your gifts far and spread them wide as they should be." I was confused as to what he was referring to when he said gifts but I continued to listen to what he was saying. "Now to start the main event everyone." "Alex please come here." I walked up to my father and stood next to him. "Alex you have been a joy to have as my son and I could not be a more proud father with all you have accomplished in your life and I want you to leave with a piece of me that will always be with you and remind you of just how much I love you." I got teary eyed with his speech but still didn't understand what he was saying. "Alex I have waited till now to tell you this secret and here it is, your dad is hiv positive and so are all your friends here and all of mine too and the biggest thing about it is I am the one who made them all poz in the first place now I would like to enduce you in as well." It took me a moment to digest this and I looked at everyone in the crowd and they all nodded at me confirming that it was true they all were pozzed by my dad and they waited for my answer. I started to cry and understood now why there wasn't any fucking yet because my dad wanted everyone to fuck me first to help with my conversion. I went to hug my dad and said loud enough for everyone to hear that I would be more than happy to join in with everyone to be poz. My dad grinned ear to ear and embraced me in the biggest bear hug and kisses me deeply as he started to carry me to the sling in the room not breaking the kiss as he lowered me into it. He started to move down my body with his lips stopping to kiss and lick every part of my body. He licked down to my nipples and started to nibble on the left and tweaked the right and switched back and forth making me twist and moan. He then licked down further down my abs to my cock and balls. He waisted no time in taking my cock down to the root and It almost made me cum right there and then but I was able to hold off at the last moment. He slobbered all over my cock and balls with his spit dripping down to my hole getting it nice and wet. He moved to my hole and devoured it like a starving homeless man who hadn't eaten in months. He dove deeper and deeper inside licking the sides of my hole. When he finally came up for air he and I were both gasping and out of breath for a moment and then I saw my best friend and future college roommate Jay roll over a tray with an assortment of toys and other items. I saw my dad pick up a toothbrush and he told me it is going to hurt a little but he wanted to prep my hole for the gift to take so I had to relax and Jay picked up a bottle that said jungle juice on it and he said for me to inhale deeply. I did as he said and started to feel warm and my head swam and I could barely feel my dad putting the brush up my ass. It came out pink and that brought out cheers from everyone and my dad then lined up his cock with my exposed hole. Jay leaned the bottle to my nose again and whispered in my ear to inhale as much as possible because my dad is the most ruthless fucker there and he wasn't going to take it easier on me. On that note I inhaled deeply just as my dad thrust every inch of his monster cock in me down to the base causing me to scream out in pain and pleasure. More to cum

Kenny’s Dad guided Kenny around a little more. At different places either Kenny or his Dad usually got an ass pat or a cock and balls squeeze. Many other private rooms were a jar with guys in assorted actions. Both of their cocks were hard and lightly throbbing, with precum drooling out. The little blue meds from the pancakes was still working on their system, not to mention the special ingredient in the lube in Kenny’s ass. “Dad, my ass is really getting that itch inside. I need your cock to scratch it again.” “I know just the place to take you buddy.” So Kenny was guided to a room with several slings in it. It smelled of cum, sweat and a little of urine. There were three slings still open. Kenny saw all the guys in the room and lightly moaned. “Dad, shit, look at those guys over there, one is fucking the guy in that swing thing, and another has his dick in mouth at the same time. The swing thing kinda looks fun.” “He’s being spit roasted is the term. That swing thing, its a sling. You want to try one out Son?” Kenny and his Dad went over to one of two slings that were empty. One was a well used sling, with the leather being soft and worn, all the edges were blunted with good use. The leg loops had good soft wool on them as well. “Hope up there Buddy. That’s it. Now lay down, and sort of slide up. There you go. Now put left foot through that loop, and rest your ankle loop. Do it that same with the other ankle. Slide back down a little so your ass is right on the edge. How’s that feel Son? You sure look hot with your ass all spread open, that nice fuzzy patch around your hole. Reach up, and put your hands through the loops above you. Fuck, look at you all spread open. Look at those hairy pits.” “Dad, this is making me more horny, being all opened like this. I can feel the air moving over my hole, its making that itch inside become stronger.” Kenny’s Dad kneeled down to Son’s open ass, and started tonguing his fuzzy hole. Kenny’s hold started winking open more, and his Dad’s tongue slide inside Kenny. His Dad’s tongue going as deep as it could, and being fucked in and out of Kenny. “Fuck, that’s hot to watch guys. Seeing a Daddy eat out is real live Son.” The guy from the locker room was there standing beside Kenny, with his huge cock throbbing. He bent down and took Kenny’s left nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the nipple following the hair all around the areola, then teasing the nip with his teeth and tongue. Kenny was moaning out loud between having his sensitive nipple being played with, and his ass having a tongue going in and out of it. “Oh fuck, Dad, please I need your cock in me, now. Pleeeease.” His Dad stood up and grabbed the guys big cock, and looked at Kenny, “Buddy, I have another cock in my hand that you may really like. I think it will really go deep and scratch that itch if you want.” “Fuck yes Dad, please I need that itch scratched. Please put it in deep.” “Come on friend, lets get your big cock in my Son’s ass.” Kenny’s Dad pulled the guy by his cock over to Kenny’s ass. He started lubing up the guy’s cock with treated lube. His cock was a good two inches longer than his own, about the same girth. This cock should be able to get into Kenny’s deeper second hole for sure. “Here let me guide you into my Son’s hole, just as a good Dad should do.” He said as he placed the head of the guys cock against Kenny’s hole, lightly pulling him to Kenny pushing the head in a little. “There you go, slide on into my Son, that’s the way, all the way in nice and slow.” Both Kenny and the guy were moaning so loudly, that a few of the other guys looked over that way. “That’s it Son, feel that guys cock going in you, deeper and deeper.” “Oh fuck, oh fuck. He’s bumped my nut and going further. Oh shit, it almost feels like he’s going to come out through my dick.” All of sudden Kenny started shaking a little and moaning real loud, and precum was pouring out of his foreskin covered dick. The guy’s cock head must be bumping into Kenny’s second hole. “Oh fuck Dad, his cock feels like its going in me again. Oh shit, fuck me. Push it all the way in.” Kenny was really moaning the loud. So loud that some other guys were starting to circle around to watch Kenny get fucked. “That’s it Buddy, let him in son. He’s at your second hole, relax and let him in. You’ll love it, that’ll get that itch scratched.” All of sudden the guy bottomed out into Kenny, and he was pushed up completely against Kenny’s fuzzy ass. “Fuck boys, he’s tight. His ass is starting to go into over drive in squeezing and sucking my cock. That second hole is nice and tight.” The guy started slowly long dicking Kenny, being sure on every inward push to go right on through the second ring. Kenny kept moving his head from side to side moaning every time the guys cock went in the second hole, and more precum was pouring out. Kenny’s abs were real wet from this. One of the guys in the circle bent over and was licking up Kenny’s precum. Kenny’s Dad stepped behind the guy, rubbing his cocking in his ass valley, feeling his head run up and down the guys sweaty hole. “Push it in Daddy-o. Fuck me while I fuck your Son.” That was all he needed to hear, and slide his cock deep into the guy. Now as the guy was fucking into Kenny, he was sliding into the guy. “Fuck my Son, give him your load. He needs your load in him. I’m going to fuck your load out of you.” As Kenny’s Dad said this, he shoved his cock head against the guys nut, rubbing his nut with quick thrusts of his cock. “Oh fuck, your going to make shoot quick. Oh fuck, you’re making my cock twitch in your boy.” “That’s it. Let it go, give my Son your load. Shoot it deep in him. Shove your cock all the way in.” “Oh Dad, his cock is getting hotter and bigger. Oh fuck Dad, I love it. Oh fuck, he’s so deep in me.” “Shit, I’m about to cum. I’m going to give you my load kid. Ready or not, I’m going to flood your insides.” The shoved himself completely against Kenny’s ass, driving his cock as deeply through Kenny’s second hold as possible. He was doing rabbit thrusts, rubbing his dickhead ridge quickly against Kenny’s second ring. Kenny’s Dad felt the guys ass twitching inside and knew he was about to blast into Kenny. Kenny’s Dad started hard thrusting into the guy, forcing the guys cum to shoot. “Shoot it into my Son, fill him up. Shoot your cum deep.” That was all it took, and the guy on the last inward thrust, started shooting deep into Kenny’s being, his dickhead buried past the second ring. Kenny’s Dad’s thrusting into him driving more and more cum out of him. Kenny was in the throes of what could only be described as a mental orgasm, precum was pouring out of his foreskin, but he wasn’t cumming. Sweat was covering his body, and he was shaking all over. Feeling the heat of the guys cum so deep inside of his body. The guy leaned down over Kenny, his cock still buried deed in Kenny, with Kenny’s Dad also leaned over, his dick still very hard and inside the guy.

I have a similar technique I used to use out at the hotel pool when I was on vacation. I made it a point to rent a room with direct access to the pool deck. I would occasionally strike up conversations with guys if they were alone or when when their wives stepped away and tell them that I was there for vacation and hanging out with one of my 'straight friends', thus allowing them to conclude that I was gay. Often that didn't lead to any direct sexual conversation or action at the time but a few times I would run into the guy again at the pool or some other place where it was more convenient to start a conversation or some action. I had one guy follow me into the bathroom in the pool area to ask me if I would be free later in the evening when he goes for his 'walk'. He walked every night for four nights and I sucked him off each time. Another guy knocked on my patio door from the pool deck to ask if a towel left on the deck was mine, I asked him in and he brutally fucked my face and left. I've had a few other takers over the years with that technique as well.

I have a friend who used to be the on-site manager of a small residential building on a side street in Waikiki. He made a hobby of ‘sweeping the sidewalk’. That is, he’d go out and sweep the sidewalk, very leisurely. When a guy alone walked past, he’d sort of whisper/say, “Hey, want an blowjob?” Waikiki is full of tourists. It is easy to imagine how many men . . . stuck in a small hotel room with a woman or family . . . out for a walk . . .open to adventure. He had a great success rate. A lot of dudes would take him up on it and run into his place long enough to get sucked off. His whisper/suggest technique made it easy for uninterested dudes to just keep walking and pretend they had not heard a thing. I loved to suck tourist dick at the booth store when I lived in Honolulu, but this guy’s technique snagging tourists who would shoot hot loads of cum in his belly then go back to their family vacations . . . SO HOT.

Andrew woke up to the sun streaming through his bedroom window. He was naked, and had little recollection of how he got there. Suddenly a memory broke through the haze, the Church, his Uncle, all the strangers that had fucked him. His hole twitched at the thought, he ran his hand over it, he was definitely still loose. Slipping a finger in he could feel some random load still inside him, a small whimper erupted from his mouth. Rising from the bed he stepped towards the mirror, his mouth dropped, and his heart sunk. How would he explain this to his Dad! On his chest, now sat a pentacle, 'Ave Satana' sat underneath it. It didn't stop there, his nipples before small and cute were now red and puffy, barbells now pierced them both. His cock also now was adorned with metal, as small barbell pierced the head of his cock, and a metal cock ring was around the base. Turning around he could see a small Biohazard tramp stamp just above his ass. Andrew knew he was in deep shit, if Dad saw any of this he would go ballistic. His best bet would be to cover it up until his Uncle got home and he could figure out a plan. Andrew stopped, his hole twitched again, he remember vividly the feeling of his uncles cock punishing Andrew's hole. What would dad do if he found out, Andrew knew he would submit to his Uncle again, but he didn't want to risk loosing him. Dad might throw Uncle Dom out if he found out what had happened, this was bad. Walking over to his draws a folded note sat on top, addressed to him. Opening it up, a simple phrase was scrawled inside; "Fags wear Fag clothes" Andrews heart jumped, but then with a sudden realisation it dropped again. Opening the draw he groaned, Uncle Dom wasn't going to make it easy on him. Inside the draw were not his usual clothes, inside instead were imitations of his old things. Shirts had been cut into crop tops, his jeans were now barely shorts. Some new items of clothing were there too, tight fitting underwear, jocks, thongs, even some small shirts which ranged from slogans such as; "Knock me up daddy" to "Looking for a Daddy". This was ridiculous, Uncle Dom couldn't expect me to wear this in public, he wouldn't last out the day let alone the week. Steeling himself with a deep breath, he pulled on some clothes. What he ended up going downstairs wearing, was a black thong, a pair of shorts that did nothing but highlight the thong, and a crop top that had a very visceral drawing of a small twink being fucked by a larger hairier man. "Um wow son, new look?" Andrew's dad was similar in a lot of ways to his Unlce, except clean cut. The piercings and the tattoos weren't there, instead his Dad the younger of the two was similar in hight and build. Both men were massive, incredibly strong and muscular, they worked out most days together in the garage. Stepping towards him, Andrew could see his Dad has seen the thong, his eyes darted all over the new appearance, and at the crude drawing. "Dom said that you had a nasty thing with your ex, he said that you were acting out and staying round a mates? Is this... um part of that" Dad visibly swallowed, he was having a tough time looking at Andrew. Andrew was having an equally hard time meeting his fathers gaze, but for a different reason, he was bright red and staring at the floor. "Its.. uh, yeah. I'm trying something new" "Thats good.. um, I'm going to the office... bye" Andrews Father quickly ducked out, clearly uncomfortable. The door at the end of the hall slammed shut, Andrew breathed a sigh of relief. At least he was able to hide the Biohazard tattoo from his father, if he had turned around this would have gone wildly different. Andrew wondered what he should do next, he was off from Uni and his Dad was being awkward. As if by magic, Dom walked in, he was sweating heavily. Andrew could smell the sweat from across the room, his body involuntarily tensed with need. "Hey fag" Dom stretched an arm over his head, displaying the sweaty pit. Dom knew what he was doing, he knew he needed to move fast. If he was going to make a dedicated chemmed up pig of his nephew he would need to lay groundwork of submission quick, soon Andrew would be totally dependent on Dom. Just where he wanted him if he was going to make a few bucks of the little slut. Andrews eyes bulged, he knew his dad was only in the other room, but his nature was telling him to lock his Uncles pits. It was as if since Father had fucked him, since he smoked Poz Pigs pipe, he had unlocked something inside him. "Get over here fag, don't make me ask again" Doms husky voice sounded in the quiet room. Andrew winced, he glanced at the door, hoping his father wouldn't see. Andrew rushed over, diving his head into his uncles pit. Snorting and licking he was desperate for the stench of his uncles pit, the sweet saltiness. Uncle doms hand held him in the pit, Andrew was in heaven. He still couldn't get over the fact, his Uncle a god of men was using his own nephew. Andrew moaned, quickly being transferred to the other pit. Doms hands guided him, gripping his neck like a vice, Andrew couldn't have done anything else. "Knees fag, your Uncle needs a piss after his run" Doms' strong arms pushed Andrew to his knees, dutifully Andrew looked up into his Uncles eyes and opened his mouth. Dom reached into his sweaty joggers and fished out his large cock, piercing hanging at its tip, and familiar metal cock ring at its base. Andrews mouth began watering, he wrapped his lips around his Uncles cock head. He wouldn't spill any thing time, less it give it away to his dad Dom tensed, releasing himself into his new piss pig. He held his hands around Andrews head, watching as the office door slowly opened. "Hey so about earlier, I don't think its appropriate for you to wear that kind of stuff son..." Stan stopped mid sentence, and stop mid step. He looked at the scene before him, his son struggling on his brothers cock. Doms hands held Andrews head to his crotch, Andrew was looking dead into his eyes trying to push off. Dom persisted, turned to him and winked. "Hey bro, just having a piss in the fag" Grunting Dom pumped more piss into Andrew, Stan watched as his son swallowed piss his eyes taking all of it in. He noticed the biohazard symbol on the small of his back, shock set in. Stan knew what had happened, Andrew had gone to the church. Andrew struggled to keep drinking his uncles piss, but he had no choice. Even when his father was stood only a meter away, watching his fag son comit [banned word]. He was ashamed to admit, but he was so hard right now, Andrew wanted people to know how much of fag he was. Andrew needed men to know that he was there to serve. Dom relaxed, the last of his piss drainging into his nephews mouth. Pulling out he shook his cock, his PA catching the sunlight. Then pulling his joggers off, he walked over to the toilet to take a shower. He wanted to let them process the new power dynamic of the house.

Part 3: He embraced me in the shower. Kissing my neck and sucking it hard, he placed a mark on me. His hands started on my lower back, but it started to migrate lower. As he continued to kiss my neck, his hands reached my hole. It was still slick from the silicon lube he used, and he pushed in two fingers inside of me. I moaned leaning my head back and arching my back. He continued to lick my neck and then turned me around and bent me over. He used his two strong hands to spread my cheeks apart and stuck his tongue into me. He ordered me to push his cum out of me. I slowly let his seed leak out. Once he caught all that he gave me, he stood up turned me around and forced me onto my knees. He said open you mouth and let his seed drip from his lips and drop into mine. As soon as his cum was in my mouth, he shoved his now semi into my mouth. Even partly hard it was gagging me. He forced me to suck on it till he was hard again. Once he was rock solid, he turned off the water, and dryed us off. As I reached for a towel, he said, “No, I will dry you off.” I stood still, as he grabbed a towel I noticed his monster was still hard. He started to pat my body down, he placed the towel over my head and brought me in for a kiss. He was being warm and gentle with me. After working the towel from head to waist he turned me around to dry my ass, but instead I felt his manhood press up against me. He had to lean forward toward the bathroom sink in front of the mirror. I saw him go from a sweet man drying me off to a soulless beast about to fuck me again. He grabbed some of the baby oil on the counter, and lube himself up. Without warning he forced his monster into me. I yelp in pain, but this time , instead of taking it slow, he started to ram me like I was some fuck toy. Even in pain, I noticed I had a smile on my face. Without thinking I started to arch my back and allowed him more access. My breath started to pant harder and he started to grunt. After a few minuets of eye rolling fucking from behind. He started to grunt harder and started to fuck more rapidly. He then rammed deep into me as hard as he could and released his seed into me. He pulled out of my ass, leaving it baren and desperate for me. I begged, “please, more.” “More? I don’t know if I have it in me.” I got on my knees and started to suck his tool. “I don’t have more right now, but why don’t I take you somewhere you can get your fill?” Part 4… Coming soon.

I love fucking and getting fucked through a gloryhole. The CumUnion parties at Steamworks in Chicago always seem to have a lot of bottoms with their asses backed up to the gh. It's so hot sliding my dick into a totally anonymous cum oozing hole.

It's a new experience for me, but one I've wanted for so long. I like that you both react differently; one of you locks down so he can't get away, the other opens wide. I think I'm definitely one to open wide and take him and his cum deep as I can!

That is a huge turn-on, to feel the cum lubricating your hole while the guy on the other side of the partition moans and groans with each thrust. That's when I make sure to open my hole wide to avoid the guy pulling out too quickly.