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Part 1 The bar was its usual buzz for a Saturday night. I chatted briefly with a few friends as I made my way through the moderately sized crowd to the bar. Randy the bartender had seen me come in and had a gin and tonic waiting for me. Creeping up on thirty, he’d been a staple behind the bar for a number of years now. Tall with dark brown wavy hair, a handsome face that always had a welcoming smile, and nice body, he was generally the most popular bartender in the place. I remembered his premiere weekend here, the fresh meat in the lion’s den, one of the many college students who got into the place on the “Under 21” policy that allowed them to hang in the bar but could not order alcohol. That certainly didn’t stop others from surreptitiously feeding them cocktails here and there, though. I’ll admit I like them young. Fresh faces and ass relatively new to the scene. I’m 56, my hair having turned silver over a decade ago, I had never outgrown my preference for the newbies. Not your basic twink, mind you — no, I preferred the ones who were masculine, had some definition to them, and were studying. Intelligence was a must for me. And if they were a bit uncertain of themselves, shy with limited experience, that just turned me on more. Randy had been that boy about nine years ago. The fresh face, going to the local state university, and feeling his way around the gay community. Not surprisingly he’d been immensely popular, as the newbies usually are. It took me more than a month to groom him, talking casually when he appeared at the bar, talking about his studies while I shared insights from my own business. I didn’t rush it. I preferred for them to show interest in me. One night Randy started to get more touchy-feely than he’d been in his first month, tentatively making body contact, standing shoulder to shoulder at the bar. I knew the subtle signals and cashed in my chips that night. I took Randy, the intelligent, curious business student and amateur college athlete I’d been grooming for weeks, and turned him into a moaning, writhing bundle of hot face and muscle that pleaded for me to breed him. You see, that’s what I really get off on. Taking a young stud and turning him into my play thing; stripping away his self-control and straight-laced façade, and molding him into a cum-hungry repository for my seed. Randy was just one of hundreds of these conquests. I scooped my drink off the bar, Randy taking a moment to flirt with me before another patron demanded attention. He’d been one of my regular fuck boys that first year, coaxing him out of his inhibitions, teaching him that he was really a cumdump. Too bad he had aged out for me, but they all did. Turning away from the bar, I started scanning the faces. There were of course many I knew, some friends, others conquests — the benefits of living near the state’s flagship university. I made eye contact with Colby, a tall, cute policy sci student who had given himself to me last weekend — or maybe it was the weekend before. He’d been a “last call” boy, his friends having either hooked up or left for the night. Colby was lingering, clearly horny and needing someone to take him. I smiled at the sheepishness he showed tonight as he furtively smiled then looked away. Not an unusual reaction from these boys; not wanting their friends to know they’d surrendered to a notorious whore. Colby hadn’t been so sheepish when I recently took him up to my loft. I own the gallery next to the bar in the city’s artist district, and live in the loft above that. Very convenient. Colby had been at the bar a few weeks ago, hanging with a group of friends. Colby was playing his usual hard-to-get game that night, and over-played his hand with another college student who picked up someone else instead. Colby was among the last boys standing at last call, clearly wanting to go home with someone. I snatched him just as the lights were coming up for the night. He was feeling the influence of the cocktails he’d been smuggled during the night — he was one of the few boys I didn’t have to buy drinks for — and his attitude had given way to his horniness. I got him out of his clothes right away, and had him get onto all fours atop my coffee table. His body was even better than I had expected, and I was turned on displaying him on the table. I fed him my ample Italian cock, coaching him through our entire encounter. “That’s it, Colby. Suck daddy’s cock long and slow. No, slower. You’re milking it, not making it cum right away. My cum is going in your other hole. Good boy. Now slide your mouth all the way down the shaft. All the way, I said! Take it. Take it!” I pulled a couple small bottles out of a drawer in the table. I unscrewed the tiny cap on one and put it under Colby’s nose. “Inhale. It’s fine. They’re just poppers, nothing to be afraid of. Do it again, but inhale for real this time. There you go.” Colby’s cock sucking became more voracious as the poppers took him, and I reached back to his ass and gently probed his fresh hole. I didn’t know much about this one; I’d picked him up because it was gonna be convenient and I planned to get off. His hole was tight — very tight. “That’s a tight hole, boy. Has it been fucked before?” “ A couple times.” “By a man? Or just school boys?” “Just guys my age.” His admission made my heart pump faster. “Just so you know, I don’t take loads,” he said urgently. “No worries,” I said, playfully rubbing my hand through his hair while I continued to massage his tight ass. It was amusing when these newbies tried to set the expectations for our encounter. This wasn’t really a negotiation, but it wasn’t time to take the decision away from him. I pulled my cock out of his mouth and got behind him, gently probing his tender hole with my thumb. Then I slid my tongue inside him. He let out a deep moan. I inserted my tongue deeper, spreading his cheeks with both my hands. I spread lube into his hole, fingering it deeper, feeling his sphincter tighten around my thick finger. “Pick up the bottle of poppers and take. Two more hits. That’s it. Much better. Deep breaths. That’s it, Colby. They make you feel so good, don’t they?” “Yeah,” he replied quietly, starting to move his hips so his ass stretched on my fingers. I felt his sphincter twitch and relax. “Good boy. This is why you came here tonight. Isn’t it?” he didn’t answer. I fled two fingers deep inside his hole, probing, massaging his prostate. He groaned with pleasure. He’d probably never been finger fucked like this before. “Tell me,” I said firmly. “Why did you come here tonight?” “To get fucked“ he admitted meekly. I knew this wasn’t how he envisioned his night going when he’d left his dorm room. He’d had dreams of finding a boyfriend tonight in the bar, and awkwardly making love for the first time together. All these newbies did. But here he was, naked on a coffee table, his ass in the hands of a master. He was feeling submissive, wrestling with this new experience, trying to resist it, but desperately wanting to totally give himself over to it. I stood behind him, lathering my long cock with lube. Colby was on all fours in front of me, waiting. Hoping. I put the head of my cock against his hole. He tightened up, but I gently massaged the head up and down. “Just feel that,” I coached him. “Feel the warmth against your hole. There’s nothing better. There’s nothing you want more than this right now. Take another hit of poppers.” I could hear the tell-tale sound of him huffing. I heard him moan softly. I entered with a steady pressure, pushing his anxious hole open, and filling him with my cock. Colby tensed with the shock most newbies experience when first being entered. I waited for it to subside, then. Slowly began. Working my cock deep inside him. “Feel that, Colby. Feel daddy’s cock inside you. This is what you needed, isn’t it?” “Yes, daddy,” he whimpered. I started using longer strokes, looking down to watch my cock gliding in and out of the moaning youngster. He’d had dick inside him before, but this was the first time he was taking an experienced fuck. I love watching my dick go in and out of a fresh hole, so I left Colby in that position the entire time. I started to pound the boy. I felt my balls slapping against his smooth ass. “You feel those balls slapping against your ass, boy?” “Oh my gawd yes!” Colby started. Bucking. His ass against my cock, trying to drive it in even deeper. “That’s it, Colby. Ride daddy’s big dick. Show me how much you want it.” I reached down and grabbed a handful of his curly hair, pulling his head back. “Feel that man cock filling you.” “It’s so fucking good,” he whimpered. I pounded colby’s young ass. He whimpered, moaned, and even begged a few times for more. Like many others before him, colby had submitted himself to my addy cock. Whatever thoughts he had about setting expectations were gone. He was mine. I had control of the young stud. I pounded him long and hard in the pale light. I watched my cock working his hole. I started to feel the pressure inside building. “I’m getting close, boy. It’s almost time. For your breeding.” Colby said nothing; he just kept moaning. I grinned to myself. “That’s it, boy. That’s it. You’ve earned this.” Colby pushed his ass back onto my cock more vigorously. Instinctively he could feel what was coming next. He turned to look over his shoulder at me. “Yeah, boy. It’s coming. You know you want it!” Silently Colby rode me. The anticipation was tightening around us, and both our breathing was more labored. I was trying to hold back the fury in my balls, relishing the anticipation. Colby was desperate for what I was about to give him. Finally I couldn’t hold it back any longer, and I erupted. My load flooded Colby, drowning his insides. “Oh my fuck!” he yelled, seemingly feeling the rush inside him. My body was shaking with the release, and Colby shuddered knowing that he had taken his very first load. I leaned my upper body against his back, feeling the cool sweat on our skin. Colby’s breeding cherry was mine; he had my cum spreading side him, marking him as mine. He’d always remember his first breeding. Colby spent the night, rather than trying to pull himself together after the pounding he’d taken. Throughout the night I could feel Colby reach back and massage my big balls. Each time he did, my cock would swell again. I spent most of the night with a raging hard on. Colby would occasionally grind his ass against my dick, seeking reassurance that it was still there. It was still early morning when I felt aroused and energetic enough to do something about it. I rolled the half-asleep Colby onto his stomach, letting my body hover over his naked backside, my ample cock slowly move back and forth across his young ass. He stirred. Colby was waking up, realizing where he was and what he’d submitted to last night. I could see in his eyes he knew who I was, and was already plotting a surreptitious exit so no one would see him leaving the whore’s building. Now was the moment to act if he had any hope of escaping. “I should go — uhhhhhhhhh. Uhhhhhh. Uhhhhhhhh!” My cock was deep inside him. His groans were instant and so gratifying. I felt all his power and determination to leave dissipate with those three long, deep thrusts. He unconsciously spread his legs wider to take my thrusting cock, his body craving more of me. I fucked him spread eagle on the bed, the grunts slightly muffled in the thick mattress. I flipped him onto his back, wanting him to see me at work. I could tell the seeds of regret were already implanted in his head. He would lie to his friends, hiding three truths. First, that he had been mounted by a notorious whore that they’d cautioned him about. Second, that he’d been bred for the very first time in his life by that same whore. And third — and perhaps the most damning truth — was that he had wanted it all so badly. Colby was again moaning like a little bitch, his long body draped across my bed in supplication. His green eyes were becoming more desperate, silently pleading for more but also to be released from his uncontrollable desire. “Fuck me,” he whispered. “Please fuck me.” I had him where I wanted him. “You want more seed, don’t you boy?” Colby tried to resist answering. I could see the struggle in his face. He’d been conditioned to say no. He’d been taught not to do this. But he wanted it. He NEEDED it! “Please…..” was all he could muster. His face suddenly looked so young, so innocent. This was his first submission, and it both thrilled and terrified him. I’m sure I had a malicious grin on my face. His ankles in the palms of my hands, I spread his long legs wider, his knees even with his hips, opening his ass wider, and letting him take in the full view of my upper body dominating him. I started pounding his tender hole. He’d be sore tonight, jerking off to the memory of this moment. I locked eyes with his, silently communicating to him what was about to happen. He knew. I could see it in his eyes. The sound of my balls slamming. Against his young skin faded; I felt their heavy weight implode as my seed pulsed up through my cock. The boy felt it too; he held his breath in anticipation of it. I reached down and tightly squeezed his long cock in one hand. Colby gasped as the unexpected sensitive seized him. He felt my cock swell inside him for the second time. “Please….” He whispered again. Grabbing both his thighs I pumped into his buttery hole hard. My cock exploded inside him like a rocket, spewing my seed deep inside Colby’s hungry ass. He could feel it. “Oh fuck! Oh, fucking breed me!” he pleaded. “Oh fuck, yeah…. Give me that seed!” I kept pumping slowly, relishing the feeling of my thick cum lubricating my cock inside the youngster. I reached down and squeezed Colby’s cock again, giving it a hard tug. The boy was pushed over the threshold, his own load gushing across his smooth abs. Colby was panting from the exertion. So was I. I settled down on top of his naked body, enjoying the moment. I doubted he would be back anytime soon — I could see the seeds of shame in his eyes. At the very least, it would be awhile before he could admit this was what he wanted. He’d struggle with the question: if I was the cumdump for a notorious whore, what does that make me? He’d be desperate to make certain no one ever knew what he’d done in my loft. I came out of my reminiscence, walking past Colby in the bar. There were quite a few people here tonight, and I expect to see a few of my boys. And hopefully score a new one — maybe two. [If you’re enjoying this start to the story, let me know by tapping the blue heart or a message. A little encouragement goes a long way when writing these. Thanks!]

12. Feel the Burn "Here's hoping you get fertilized," Colby said. "You've got a lot of cum up there." His dickhead popped out of my hole. I could feel how wet my guts were, and every drop was like a hot iron spark. It burnt, and I needed a break. Colby turned to the stranger. "Want a turn?" he asked. "Hell yeah," the stranger said. "Other kid tapped out," he continued. "He's gonna be a lucky boy." "Kenta is his name," Colby said. It felt good that he had remembered my name. "Doesn't really matter, does it?" the stranger said. He pulled his dick out of my mouth. "At least he got me half hard," he said. Colby got up from the sofa where he had been kneeling between my legs. "Take care of my friend here," he said. "I'm sure I'll see you later in the night." I nodded. "I think I need a break," I said. Colby didn't say anything in response, and just disappeared into the foggy darkness around the sofa. The stranger quickly took his place between my legs. "Maybe a break?" I said to him. "Yeah," the stranger said. He turned to his left, into the darkness. The muscles rippled across his body, and drew my gaze down to his flat, ribbed stomach. There was the familiar shape of an inverted pentagram. There was a biohazard tattoo inside it, just above his belly button. I felt like I was the only HIV-negative man in the room. He made a motion into the darkness. He must have been able to see better than I did, because James appeared before his hand was even down. The stranger turned to the hairy young man. "I think my friend needs some Vitamin K," he said. "Of course," James said. Like Colby, he also disappeared out of the circle of light. The stranger turned back to me. "You can call me Sir," he said. I started to speak, but he stopped me. "Names have power. Not tonight." His dick automatically sought out my hole. He was more than hard enough to fuck me. "Did that burn?" Sir asked me. "Yeah," I said. "A lot." "Still?" "Yeah." He kissed me. I hadn't expected that from him. It was an unexpected bit of tenderness. His cock was pressed up against my hole, but he hadn't penetrated me yet. My hole was empty and the white-hot pain had settled down to a gentle, almost arousing throb. I needed another man to fuck me. "You're on prep?" "Yeah. Why?" "Just be sure to take your pills tomorrow." "I try my best. Why?" "The burning. They call it the Devil's burn." "Devil's Burn?" It was scary. But it was also sexy. The throbbing in my hole had some meaning. "Yeah. It means you've got infected sperm in your hole." I froze. I had let HIV+ men cum in me. But I was on Prep, and they were on meds. Then I remembered that I had let a man with unmedicated HIV ejaculate in me. "But it doesn't hurt as much now," I said. The heat had faded. It was now just a dull throb. It almost felt good. A memory of the men that had been inside me. Sir smiled at me. "That's good. It means your body fought it off. Like a little fever. It's when it doesn't stop," he said. "That's when you need to be worried." "But, Prep?" I asked, half rhetorical, half utterly unsure. On some level, it didn't matter. What I had done, I had done, and I loved the feeling of poz daddy dicks fucking me and breeding me with their thick, risky cum. I was in complete sexual bliss, and although I voice reminded me how sore my asshole was, I was going to let Sir fuck it as soon as he wanted. "Prep can help, for sure," Sir said. He had a deep, masculine voice. It was commanding, but caring. I closed my eyes, and listened to him. "But sometimes there's a limit. That's the Devil's Burn," Sir said. "He's got the Devil's Burn?" a new voice said. I opened my eyes, and saw James standing by me. He was holding two more plastic cups, half-filled with orange juice. "This will help it." "I'm sure it will help him power through," Sir said. "That for me?" he asked. "Yeah," James said. James handed me a glass of orange juice, and a pill. "Take this," he said. "It makes the pain feel so much better." "Cheers," I said, tapping the edge of Sir's cup, before putting the nondescript white pill in my mouth. I washed it down with the GHB-infused juice. It tasted just as bad as before. "That's hot," James said. He leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft and full. I could feel how young he was, compared to the other men, even Seth. He was practically my age. "Seeing you take those drugs. All those dicks." "You'll get your turn, boy," Sir said, pulling James off my lips. Sir didn't mean anything by it, since he grabbed the hairy young man and started to kiss him. "He's gonna join the club tonight." "I'll be back in a bit to make sure he's good," James said. He leaned in and kissed me once more. "Devil's Burn," he whispered. "I'm so fucking jealous. All that poz cum." As soon as James pulled off, Sir leaned in and kissed me. His lips were rougher, but his motions were more practiced. He had years of practice to get to this point, and I couldn't resist him. "Please." I moaned. "Fuck me." My hole was throbbing now, but right now, it wasn't the deadly Devil's Burn. It was just my insatiable sexual hunger. It had been bottled up for so long, and the men, drugs, and freedom had unleashed it. "Yeah, boy," the older man said. "Give yourself over to the pleasure. It feels good, doesn't it?" "Pleasure," I muttered. It had been the same word that Colby had used. It felt amazing, Sir's body against mine and his hard cock pressing against my hole. "Fucking pleasure." "Feels so good, doesn't it?" Sir said. He had a glass pipe in his hand. "Ready for it?" he asked. He lit the torch and did a long draw from the pipe. "Pleasure," he said, letting only a tiny bit of the cloud escape from his lips. "Pleasure," I said. He put the pipe in my mouth. I was already far too high. But I couldn't resist another hit from the pipe. I had already started inhaling., but then Sir spoke. "Do it," he said, and exhaled his hit. His command made it essential that I make it a proper hit. "Fucking pleasure," he said, as I continued to suck down the thick cloud. "Now, hold it for me," he said. I just nodded. He did another long hit. His dick was right against my hole. The slightest move by either of it would force it into my hole. It had been very well used over the course of the night and there was no way I could resist his intrusion. "Please?" I said. "Thought you would never ask," he said. He leaned in and kissed me, forcing the rest of the cloud into my lungs. "Nothing better than fucking a hot boy like you. Fucking pleasure." He reached down with one hand, and grabbed on his dick. "Please," I moaned. He held his mouth against mine, keeping me from exhaling the hit. He guided his dick into my ass. I forced myself to relax, and to accept his man's cock into my hole. It was easy; he was hairy and masculine and hot, the perfect comparison to my smooth, boyish body. His cock was just as masculine as the rest of his body. The fat head pressed into my hole, and I struggled not to scream. His cock felt like a white-hot rod, intent on reaming out my ass once and for all. Even with the full weight of his body pressing down on my, I struggled against the traumatic penetration. "Please," I begged him. "Relax," he said. "Just one thing." I forced myself to nod in agreement. I wanted him out of me. It hurt, and I was scared. But his cock was so hard, and I wanted to know what he was capable of doing to me. "Uh," I started. I knew I had to tell him to start. My asshole was burning, and I wasn't going to be able to take another insistent cock. Especially one as thick and as hard as Sir's. "Uh," I said again, unable to even mouth the words. "Just get used to it," Sir said, and sunk another three inches of his dick into me. "You're going to love it." He kissed me again, and the last of his shaft disappeared into my hole. My body tensed up. The pain was intense and almost unbearable. "You can find the pleasure," he said. "Pleasure," he said. "Please," I said. His dick was all the way inside me, and he was huge. "I need a minute." I had never felt so utterly penetrated by a man. "Please," I grunted, struggling to keep from screaming in pain. "Relax," he said. "You love getting fucked. You're going to love this," he said. "Just focus on pleasure," he said. "Focus on the pleasure. Just the pleasure." "Pleasure," I said. I closed my eyes again, trying to concentrate. His dick was sliding in and out of me. It was wet and slippery from all the fluids inside me. "Please," I groaned. I felt so vulnerable. He was fucking me, almost raping me, and as much as I tried to stop it, I couldn't bring myself to deny him the pleasure. "Pleasure," I grunted. I kept my eyes closed and focused. Sir's cock was hard, pushing its way into me. It didn't hurt as much either. Over the next several minutes, he continued to fuck me, and each stroke felt better than the one before. "Please," I finally moaned. "It feels so damn good. Fuck me. Breed me." "That's it, boy," he said. "That's the Vitamin K kicking in." He pushed his dick into me. I knew that this was hurting me, but it didn't bother me. All I could focus on was the pleasure. I might regret it in the morning, but this was perfect. "Now we can really have fun." I ran my hands over his taut, muscular torso. He worked out, but he wasn't overly muscular. It was a compact, powerful body, covered in lovely, thick fur. His nipples were fat and hard, and he moaned as I played with them. I wanted his seed so badly. "Keep it up, boy," he said, as I continued to play with his nips. "Keep it up, and you're gonna get a hot poz load." My hole ached, and it needed another load of sperm. I had taken a pill earlier in the morning, and it meant I didn't care that Sir was infected. "Feels so good." "That's right," he said. "Just pleasure." He had the pipe out again. "Drug-fueled, all-man pleasure." He heated the bowl, and inhaled. I loved watching him smoke. The white flecks of crystal in the pipe matched the grey in his beard, and the powerful drug would loosen the last of our inhibitions. "Fuck," he moaned, exhaling a cloud of crystal. He took another hit. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling it puff out with the drugs. He could suck in massive hits, and I loved his tolerance and endurance. I let my hands drift down, across his flat stomach. I traced out the rays of the pentagram. Colby had one as well. They looked good on the older men. "What's this?" I asked. "Mark of the church," Sir said. Colby had said it was a fraternity. Sir's answer suggested far darker and depraved explanations. "What?" I asked. "Church?" At first, all I thought about was Devil worshippers. I remembered a scene I had read in some barely believable, barely edited piece of fan porn, a group of devil worshippers in an all-night orgy. My hole twitched and my dick throbbed. "Yeah. Learned long ago that this is the path I needed to follow," Sir said. His dick was throbbing, dripping a steady stream of pre-cum into me. "He's been there for me, in ways Jesus never was." I reached down and grabbed my dick. It was still small and soft, but it was dripping pre-cum. I was really high, and everything was a turn-on. Even the idea of a church of darkness and evil was a turn-on, and it was made even worse by the deep-dicking I was getting from a follower. "You mean, you..." I stuttered. I couldn't believe I was about to utter what I was about to ask. Even worse, my dick was dripping pre-cum at the merest thought of it. "You're a Devil Worshipper?"

Chapter 9 - The Party The clock on the dashboard had just switched over to 3pm. “Just on time” Brian thought, unsure if that was actually a good thing. It was a warm, humid day on Cape Cod. It felt more like July than May. Brian could smell the salty air as he sat in his Jeep, parked once again on the side of the road, outside an unfamiliar house. Well, this was really more of a mansion than a house. It was only two floors, but even from the curb, Brian could tell it was massive. Past the perfectly manicured front lawn, two tall white pillars stood on either side of a bright blue door. The house was an L-shape from the front, with eight columns of windows facing forward towards the street and a large three car garage, which made up its own wing, on the right-hand side. The spacious driveway was full, with probably 7 or 8 cars parked closely together, and there were quite a few more parked on the street outside the house. Brian counted about 20 vehicles that he assumed were there for the party. He noticed a few license plates from as far away as New York and New Jersey. Once again, Brian was shaking with nerves. He had been sitting in his car for at least ten minutes now, not having worked up the strength to get out and approach the house. He could still drive away, and all he would have done was waste part of his Saturday. But if he knocked on that bright blue door, he knew it would be a defining moment for the rest of his life. He felt his phone vibrate in his shorts pocket. He slid it out and saw the text from Adam. “Let me know when you’re here.” Brian’s heart was racing as he read it, and as had become his custom, quickly typed out a response and sent it on gut instinct. “Just parked out front.” “Perfect! I’ll come out and show you in.” “Well, I’m in it now” Brian thought. He turned off the engine, put his phone back in his pocket, and got out of the car. Sure enough, Adam came bounding through the front door with a big smile on his face. Sporting just a pair of bright red swimming shorts and flip flops, Adam’s fit dad bod was on display, and Brian thought back to what it looked like naked. “Hey Brian! I’m so happy you came, it’s good to see you again!” Adam couldn’t contain his excitement that his prized twink had actually shown up. They met in the driveway, and Adam pulled him in for a big hug, similar to one Brian’s dad would give him whenever he returned from a work trip, until he felt Adam reach around and squeeze his ass. “Are you ready to have some fun!?” “I’m nervous, but I showed up, so I guess so” Brian said with a tense laugher in his voice. “You won’t regret it. You’ll never forget this day.” ***** Everything seemed to be going right in Brian’s life. He had gotten in to a good college, gotten his first boyfriend, and was having a pretty good time wrapping up his senior year. He only had a couple months left, and school was starting to get easy. A few of both his and Jake’s close friends started learning about their relationship, and the reaction from everyone had been amazing. His friends were stoked that he was comfortable enough to come out to them, not to mention that he had landed such a hot catch. And he and Jake had been falling in love, fast. They only had the one chance to have sex so far, but they had gone on several more dates, talked and texted all the time, and the more they learned about each other, the more they liked each other. He seemed to be living on a permanent cloud nine. But there was one subject Brian wasn’t talking to Jake about, and it’s what he did after they texted each other “goodnight”. Brian would be back on his computer, watching porn and reading stories, dumping his nightly load into a sock or all over his stomach and chest. Many of those loads were spilt thinking about Jake, but just as many came after fantasizing about getting pozzed. Brian just couldn’t shake the fascination with poz chasing and his strange desire to get himself infected. He knew it could ruin everything. But he couldn’t let it lie. So he kept in touch with Adam. He told himself he was just playing this out for the kicks, so that he’d have good jerk off material to fantasize about. But, in the back of his mind, he was also keeping his options open in case he actually did want to act on his desire. Adam kept trying to get him to come over for another fuck session, but Brian demurred each time with a different excuse. He really was busy, which helped make all his dodging believable. There were a couple times where he could have hooked up with Adam, but he was able to stop himself, reasoning that he couldn’t cheat on Jake. Then, Adam pitched an idea that threw Brian for a loop. Earlier in the week, he texted Brian and told him that, since it was going to be so nice on Saturday, one of his friends had decided to throw a party at his vacation house on Cape Cod. A sex party. The place would be crawling with hot, horny, gay men. Most of them would be poz. But this was more than an invitation to just attend the party. Adam wanted Brian to be the main event. Adam had told his friend Jasper about Brian, and Jasper wanted the young twink to be his guest of honor. All the guys at the party would be older, since that was Jasper’s crowd, so Brian would be the only hot younger boy there. And he’d be the center of attention. Adam wove Brian a story of being the forbidden fruit that would show up and offer himself to all the horny men, and they’d all take a bite. Brian would be the star, the showstopper, the spoiled fuck toy of the party. This idea drove Brian wild. As he thought about wandering around this giant house full of gay men as the 18 year old “special treat”, as Adam had put it, he couldn’t stop himself from wanting to do it. It all seemed crazy. This was the sort of shit he read fiction about online, not the sort of thing that happened in real life. And yet, it really was happening, if he was willing to go. Brian knew that if he went to this party, he was going to get fucked. A lot. And if these guys were poz, then there was a good chance he’d leave there poz too. An even better chance than just another hookup with Adam. If he did this, he was officially chasing. If he went to the party, he was going there to get pozzed. When that dawned on him, sitting in his desk chair at 3am, unable to sleep, he blew a humongous load all over his t shirt and boxers. He wasn’t even planning on cumming yet, but the excitement had taken over. As he cleaned up, he decided: as long as he didn’t chicken out, he was going to this party. ***** Adam showed Brian in to the house. It was beautiful. The entryway featured high ceilings and some of the same columns he had seen outside. There was a gorgeous kitchen on one side of the open floor plan, glittering with stainless steel and bright white cabinetry. On the other, a cavernous great room with an ornate fireplace and floor to ceiling windows. He could see straight through to the other side of the house, where two sets of large french doors led out to the back yard. There were a few men hanging out inside as they walked through the house. Some wearing speedos or bathing suits, a couple fully clothed, and a few butt naked, which got Brian’s nervous cock stirring. He wasn’t used to just seeing men standing around with their cocks hanging out. The pair didn’t stop inside the house, but rather went right out back to the yard. As they exited the house, they stepped out on to a beautiful partially-covered patio that featured a giant grilling station, and past that was a big in-ground pool with about 6 or 7 men in it. Brian assumed most, if not all, of them were skinny dipping. The two of them walked up to the grill, where a tall, muscular black man was flipping burgers with one hand and holding an exotic-looking cocktail in the other. “He’s here!” Adam said evilly. “Jasper, this is Brian.” Jasper turned around, and Brian’s jaw just about dropped. Jasper was wearing short black swim shorts, but it was his amazing body that had Brian dumbfounded. He was probably 6’3” or 6’4” and looked like he lived at the gym. He was in his 50s, and a chest that was lightly covered by curly black hair sat just above his manly six-pack abs. This man was a god, Brian thought, as he just stood there staring instead of introducing himself. “Wow Adam, I think this kid is the definition of a twink.” Jasper said, looking Brian up and down. Brian was wearing his usual tan cargo shorts and a t-shirt, but he felt Jasper looking right through them. “Hi Brian, I’m Jasper” he said with a smile. “Hi, uh, thanks for inviting me.” “You’re very welcome. Thanks for coming. I imagine Adam let you know you’re the guest of honor?” “Yeah, he mentioned it.” Brian said apprehensively. “I’m not exactly certain what that means.” “It means you’re going to be having a lot of fun, and helping my friends have fun as well. Are you ready for that, Brian?” He raised an eyebrow and tried to size the kid up, guessing what the chance was he’d high-tail it out of there. “Once I introduce you to everyone, I think you’ll have a hard time leaving for a while.” Brian appreciated that Jasper was giving him one last out. But seeing Jasper, and looking around at all of the other hot older men in that back yard, Brian wasn’t going to be leaving now. “I don’t really know what I’m doing, but I’m ready.” “Good” Jasper said with an evil grin. “Just to make sure, you’re 18 right? A high school senior I think Adam said?” “Yup.” “Nice, off to college next year?” “Yeah, BU.” “Oh, excellent, not far from here.” Jasper said with a wink. “And what sort of experience do you have, Brian? With men, I mean.” “Well, I got fucked by Adam twice, and I have a boyfriend now…” “A boyfriend!?” Adam interrupted “That’s new!” “Haha yeah, it’s new. And I’ve gotten to fuck him once. But that’s it.” “And Adam tells me you took his poz seed but it didn’t take. How disappointing.” Jasper said, his first acknowledgement of that part of this party. “Yeah” Brian said sheepishly. “Well, I think we’ll have some fun with you today” Jasper said, before handing his grill spatula off to someone else and beaconing Brian to follow him across the patio and towards the pool. They walked over to the low stone wall which outlined the concrete along the poolside. Jasper told Brian to stand up on the wall. Brian did as he was told, expecting Jasper to follow suit, but instead he simply stood in the grass near the end of the wall and cleared his voice. “Everyone, can I have your attention!” Jasper bellowed. Someone turned off the music that had been playing, and everyone stopped what they were doing to pay attention to their host. Brian looked around and saw the back yard was filled with men, mostly in their 30s to 60s he guessed. Many of the party goers had just been hanging out, scarcely clothed (if at all), while a couple had been feeling each other up or making out, right out here in the yard. “Please welcome my special guest, Brian! Brian is an 18 year old high school senior. Yes, he’s still in high school aaaand he’s legal boys!” There were a few “woots” and whistles in the crowd as Jasper exclaimed this. “He is here today to be our exclusive little fuck toy. And before any of you ask, no, I didn’t hire him. Adam took his virginity a few weeks ago, and now he’s here to continue his education.” Jasper air quoted the last bit. “Brian, hunny would you please strip for us so we can see what we’ve got here.” Brian was stunned. He wasn’t expecting to publicly strip in front of everyone, but after being frozen for a few seconds, he did what he was told and lifted his white t-shirt up and over his head. The men at the party continued their cheers at the site of his smooth, skinny torso, and Brian felt a rush he hadn’t expected as he soaked in their admiration. He went to his belt next, and he could sense the anticipation building in the yard, everyone was waiting to see him fully naked. He kicked off his sneakers, peeled off his socks, and then in one swift motion, pulled down his shorts and boxers, exposing his well-endowed cock to the party. Cheers erupted from seemingly every guy at the yard. Whistling, cat calling, applause. As he stood up on the wall, his soft dick hanging between his legs, getting a lot of attention, he kicked off his shorts. He put his hands up behind his head, showing off what muscle he did have on his arms, and stretched his body up and hips out to give everyone a full view of his thin frame and big cock. A giant smile had formed across Brian’s face as the normally nervous, nerdy kid was getting high off all the attention his body was getting him. Jasper spoke up again. “Brian, you can feel free to hang out wherever you wish, eat and drink anything you like, take a dip in the pool, whatever floats your boat. But as you enjoy the party, some of my friends here are going to have their way with you. Boys, take him however you like. He tells me he is versatile, so just grab him and do what you want. There’s several bedrooms open in the house, but if you’re feeling exhibitionist I encourage you to use him right out here for us. I’m sure everyone will enjoy that.” There were more cheers and laughter from the crowd as Jasper explained how this was going to work. “Oh, and one more thing, he’s not on prep, and he’s negative” Jasper raised his glass as he said it, and Brian got one more round of whistles and cheers. Brian was still basking in the spotlight, a big grin on his face, but knew he was in trouble now. **** Brian, whose naked body was now soaking in sunlight in Jasper’s back yard, hopped down off the wall on to the grass. Adam stepped directly in front of him, and as his feet hit the ground, he found himself falling directly into Adam’s arms. Adam caught his boy and whispered in to his ear “I brought you here for all my friends, but I still get you first. Turn around.” He took Brian’s arms, spun him around, and nudged him towards the wall. He gently pushed down on Brian’s back. Jasper looked back and saw Adam getting Brian ready to be fucked. He let out a laugh loud enough for most of the people around to hear him, and then said “I guess Adam only shares after he’s had his own fun” before making his way back to the grill. Adam just grinned back at Jasper as he pulled his swimming trunks down around his ankles. Brian looked back and saw that Adam’s cock was already hard. He guessed watching him strip in front of everyone turned Adam on, knowing this was all his doing. He saw Adam drop some spit down on to his hard cock, and then he turned back around to wait. Even though he’d fucked Jake in the interim, Brian had been dying to feel cock inside him again ever since that first night with Adam. And, sure enough, he soon felt the pointed pain of Adam’s hard cock pushing against his still tight teenage asshole. This was not going to be a nice, easy fucking. Brian could already tell that Adam was hornier than he’d been back at his house. Adam didn’t give Brian any time to adjust as he pushed his cock through the muscles of his hole. He pulled Brian’s body back and drove his hips forward, sliding all eight inches of his hard dick into the tight 18 year old’s ass in one fast motion. Brian yelped in pain and almost collapsed on the wall as he felt his hole being invaded by Adam again. Adam didn’t give Brian time to adjust, like he had back at his house. As soon as he was balls deep, he was sliding out again, and then ramming his cock back in. “Oh, fuck yeah Brian. My cock feels so good inside you, you dirty little high school slut.” Brian yelped and moaned as Adam ruthlessly pounded him. With only spit for lube, this was a much rougher fuck that the first couple times had been, and Brian was feeling the pain. He closed his eyes and hung his head, wanting to lean on the wall for support, but he knew if he didn’t hold himself up the stone would hurt worse than the fucking. Tears began to well up in his eyes. Brian looked up and around at all of the other guys staring at the site of his pale, scrawny body bent over a wall and getting ruthlessly fucked by Adam’s 52 year old cock. He saw some of the guys jerking off, either through their shorts or just out in the open, while other continued to sip their drinks with a smile. Adam was getting encouragement from some of the crowd who was enjoying the show, while others just watched in silence, wishing they had gotten to Brian first. Conflicting thoughts and emotions raced through Brian’s mind as he continued to endure Adam’s primal fucking. He couldn’t believe he had put himself in this position, and he was a bit scared. He wondered if everyone at the party was going to want to fuck him, and if he could take it. If he couldn’t, would they let him leave, or would be be trapped? And, Jasper had pretty much made it clear that many, if not all, of these guys were poz. Were they on meds? Was there any chance he was leaving this house without HIV? At the same time, Brian recognized how turned on he was. His whole body was straining at each of Adam’s thrusts. His arms flexing as he held himself against the wall, his hard cock bouncing up and down, the sound of his ass getting slapped by Adam’s groin every other second. It was all adding to the experience, for Brian and for everyone watching. He felt like a prize; like a young God among men. He felt coveted, desired for his teenage youth, for his fit body, for his tight negative asshole. He felt sexy. He felt scared, but he felt good. Brian stiffened up and began to hold himself firm against Adam as he pounded him. Eventually he gained the strength to stand up straight for a moment. Adam wrapped his arm around Brian’s smooth torso and pulled him in to him, his bony back touching Adam’s hairy chest as his cock continued grinding in to the teenager’s hole. He could only last a minute like this, but the guys watching loved the sight of his smooth, pale chest and stomach, now glistening with sweat, and his cock flopping around with the force of Adam’s fucking. Brian leaned back over on to the wall as Adam growled “take my poz cum Brian. Take it you little bitch boy!” “Give it to me!” Brian managed to yell, out of breath. He pushed himself back forcefully into Adam, meeting one of his thrusts and feeling Adam’s cock go deeper inside him than it ever had yet. With that, Adam moaned loudly and unleashed a torrent of his toxic cum, quickly filling up Brian’s ass as he held on to his boy by the hips, holding his cock in place deep inside him. After a moment, Adam slid out of Brian, who spun around to sit back against the wall. His legs felt like jelly, and he could feel Adam’s cum running down his left thigh as it leaked out of his ass. Brian’s eyes opened wide as he caught a glimpse of Adam’s cock. It was covered in his own cum, but it looked like it also had a bit of blood on it. It hit Brian; the roughness of that fuck had been intentional. Adam and Jasper were going to make sure he got pozzed. Adam leaned in, lifted Brian’s head up by his chin, and planted a soft kiss on his boy. “I’ve got to go help Jasper with the grill. Man can’t cook a burger to save his life. You have fun now, Bri.” “I will.”

For those who missed the status update a few days ago, I won a porn award!!! I got "Underrated Performer" from Ravens Eden. Last year I won "Best Newcummer", but we all know what happened a week after the win, and I really didn't have opportunity to make much of the distinction. Now that the world grinds back into turning in recent days, I have a new title, and hopefully directors get off their asses and put me in things already. Goodness knows I've applied over and over to a variety of studios, but I seldom get a response. The title means nothing if I just sit on the couch for the next year and wait for the phone to ring. That's kinda how I feel about it. It's like I set up a huge party, advertised it like mad on Grindr and other sites, and then I put my ass in the air, and not one of the tops showed up all night. (Surely some of you can relate to this.) I'm rambling here, but before I hit the "send" button, I want to thank each and every one of you who voted for me when the ballots were out. Thanks for taking the time to do it. Even if you voted only once and forgot about it after, IT STILL COUNTED. Couldn't have won any other way. Thank you for getting me here. Now - WHO WANTS TO BREED THIS AWARD-WINNING PORN STAR?!

I have been bicurious my entire life, but I was only ever really interested in girls until my early 20s. I always had a girlfriend, but when she and I split, I started exploring my curious side. I started watching gay porn, and soon I found myself more interested in guy on guy videos than with a woman involved. I never really acted on the impulse and probably pissed off a few guys on Grindr during my experiental stage, but I never did meet up with another man. It was just dirty talk and gay porn. One thing in particular though was bareback videos, I really enjoyed watching them. It was probably due to always wearing a condom with girlfriends and one night stands in the past, but getting fucked by another man looked so raw and risky that I found it extremely hot. I would watch some guy getting fucked on the screen by a group of guys, and always wondered what it would feel like to have cum shoot up my ass. Could I actually feel a man cumming inside me, or would it just get really wet? I desperately wanted to feel it, but after a quick and scary search on STIs on google, I knew I would probably never have the courage to actually go do it. That left having a relationship with a guy, but truthfully my gay feelings leaned more towards the more carnal side and I really didn’t want any of the baggage that comes with a relationship. One night I was jerking off watching a video showing a cum dripping hole getting bounded in a gangbang. Fuck it was hot, there were multiple men all jerking their cocks waiting to fuck this guy who had barely any time to breath around the cocks invading his mouth. I watched a hairy chub add his load to the others before navigating away fom the page, browsing through other videos, the more riskier the better. Finally my eyes fell upon a video called poz me up, and the thumbnail showed a guy with a biohazard tattoo. It was incredible, the perfect POV where the bottom was fiming, and the video started with the top fisting his cock making the bottom beg for his load. The top then spit on his cock and viciously rammed it inside the bottom’s ass and started thrusting deep. I jerked my cock furiously as I watched the video unfold. This young man, with his legs high in the air, moaned as he took the hung cock in his ass. The top started vocally anouncing he was about to cum and the bottom cried out begging for the charged load. I groaned as I shot cum all over my stomach watching the top’s cock suddenly have a white foaming coating that was growing with every thrust. I felt a rush of euphoria imaging myself holding the camera and I took some of my cum from my stomach and started smearing it on my hole. I pushed it inside with a finger as I watched the top slide his cock out. As I massaged my hole with my own cum, for a brief moment I admit, I wanted to take a charged load, I was jerking off almost constanly afterwards to bareback videos, always listening to the bottom’s moans as they were getting pounded, and one night I just had enough. I wanted to get fucked, and I was horny enough that I didn’t really care by whom, I just needed my cherry popped. After about 5 minutes on Grindr I signed out and I googled the city I was in, and gay entertainment. Almost immediately an advertisement came up for a sex party that was happening that night in the local bathhouse. I was intrigued, and GPS told me it was only about 15 miles away. I pulled out on the street, following the directions on my phone to the bathhouse, and about 10 minutes later I made the last turn onto the street. Driving past there were only regular store fronts, so I parked my vehicle on a side street and ducked around into the back alley. Sure enough I could see a number of men smoking in front of a nondescript doorway leading inside of a building. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I walked towards the doorway, turned the door knob, and stepped inside. There was a long staircase leading up which I ascended slowly feeling my hesititation building. As I got to the top, I came to a teller sitting behind a window next to a closed door on her phone. “$21 please.” he said boredom creeping around his voice. I quickly paid and stepped through the door, accepting a towel, combination to a locker, and a condom from the teller. I walked into the locker room, and quickly undressed. There were a couple of men hanging around, one completely naked and my eyes went to his semi erect cock. It looked to be around 7 inches, thick, and uncut. I wanted to go over there and suck it, but was nervous and decided to do some exploring first. The place was quite busy, and I could hear the sounds of sex coming from doorways as I walked down the hallway. Quick glances inside would show guys bent over getting pounded by other men, and their moans created a chorus as I walked past. This was really happening, I was in a bath house surrounded by gay men, and I was only wearing a towel. My cock already started to get hard in nervous anticipation. I could start to feel eyes upon me, and I swallowed my nervousness hoping I didn’t stand out like a sore thumb. I entered a main room full of men talking, it looked like a social area and I wondered how to break the ice. I have never been to this club, but judging from this crowd, tonight’s party seemed to have a large turn out. I started to turn towards the bar when saw a cock sticking out of the wall in an adjacent hallway full of guys. It was a big cut cock sticking out of a gloryhole awaiting attention, and now I couldn’t resist myself. I walked over, knelt down, took it into my mouth, and started sucking it eagerly. I rolled my tongue around its head before relaxing my throat and taking as much of it as I could before gagging. I coughed a little and refocussed on its head, sucking its tip feeling the owner flinch at the sensation. This was the first cock I had ever sucked and I started stroking as I knew I liked it while my mouth focused on its head. Suddenly I felt hands on the back of my head pushing me deeper onto the cock and I fought the urge to gag. The cock started thrusting down my throat, and I was held in place by whoever was behind me. Soon I could hear the guy grunt on the other side of the wall and his cock swelled in my mouth. He thrust it forward and started pouring cum straight down the back of my throat. I had only tasted my own cum before, and this man’s was no different. A slightly salty and coppery taste, but delicious nonetheless. Mercifully the hands left the back of my head and I was able to back away from the gloryhole, slipping the cock out of my mouth feeling it drain cum in my mouth as I withdrew. “You’re a good little cocksucker aren’t you?” a guy said walking up to me and jerking his cock. My first taste to cum made me want it even more, and I could feel my cock straining beneath my towel. I opened my mouth showing him the cum left in my mouth before swallowing it, “I do want more.” I informed him. His answer was to take me by the back of the head and feed his cock into my mouth. I let him face fuck me till I put my hand on his shaft and start stroking him and swirling my tongue over its tip. Another guy came up to my left presenting his cock, and I took it in my other hand while I continued to suck the first man. I alternated my mouth to the newcomer’s cock and felt someone pull my towel away, and a finger started probing my ass. I obediently spread my legs and came up of my knees presenting my hole to the stranger, and he massaged it while pushing against my sphincter causing a little bit of pain. “You’re tight.” came his voice from behind me. I took a cock out of my mouth long enough to mumble back, “I’ve never been fucked before.” “Virgin bottom?” the guy who’s dick I was sucking on asked, “I take it you’re here to change that?” “Mmm hmm...” I said around his cock in my mouth as butterflies started to form in my stomach. “Lets go then.” he said and he took his cock out of my mouth and started walking further down the hallway. I followed him, weaving around the gathered men, and nervously stared at his nude backside suddenly realizing I had left my condom back at the gloryhole. It didnt look like he had one either, and I suddenly felt certain he was planning on not wearing one. Holy fuck this was risky, but my nervousness was also lined with anticipation, I wanted this bad, and I stayed close to him as he turned a corner and opened a door. He led me into a room that had a bed in the corner and a sex swing in the middle. He started to push me towards the bed before stopping. “You wanna try the swing tonight?” I felt a quiver of fear move up my spine. Random men, complete strangers, was this what I truly wanted? If he put me in the swing more men might fuck me, and my mind went to one of the many gay porn videos I had watched. The good little bottom in the swing, the top who’s fucking him, I had jerked off imagining myself in this exact position, and right now the rush I was pulling me past the point of reason. Whatever would speed his cock inside of me was okay with me. “Sure.” I replied after a few seconds’ pause. “Okay lets put you in then.” It was a little awkward at first, but soon I was lying back in a swing with my feet up and my ass presented. He tied my hands to my feet which concerned me but soon I stopped caring after he knelt down front of me and started licking my asshole. The sensation of his tongue rimming me was amazing, and slowly but surely he was able to squeeze one, then two fingers inside around his tongue’s attention. I could see him jerking his cock and soon it was rock hard. He took some lube and smeared it on my ass and his cock before probing my hole with its head. And then it happened, with no condom on, and no protest from me, a stranger slid his bare cock into my ass. I could feel a bit of pain as my hole fought its entry, but little by little I could feel it slide in with each push he made. Soon though the pain started to subside and I felt my asshole relax. He started to fuck me deeper and deeper, the swing providing no resistance to his thrusts. Involuntary gasps, grunts, and moans started escaping my lips as I could feel his cock invading me. I decided to squeeze his cock with my sphicter, and he grunted in respnonse and started to pound into me harder. The sensations I could feel were amazing, and and were heightened even more so by seeing his bare cock thrusting into me. It felt so wrong, and [banned word], and i was revelled in the debauchery. I didn’t even know this guy’s name who was fucking me right now, yet I wanted to feel his cock erupt in my ass. By his pace he was close, so I moaned out. “Cum in my ass, breed my fucking hole.” He grunted through clenched teeth and thrust all the way inside of me. I could feel his body tense and suddenly an intense warmth started flooding my bowels. I could feel his cock spasming and I moaned in pure ecstasy, revelling in as much sensation as I could. I felt so full and sated, and the warmth seemed to course through my whole ass. I had my eyes closed when I felt him pull his softening cock out of me and I was about to say something to him when suddenly I felt a different pair if hands grab my legs and a narrower and smaller cock slid into my cum leaking hole. I opened my eyes and saw that a skinny guy with tattoos and pierced nipples was now fucking me. I looked around and realized the room was suddenly filling with guys. An orgy of sorts was breaking out on the bed across the room, but it looked like the sex swing was soon the main attraction as I saw guys watching stroking their cocks. I couldn’t believe how distracted I had been but I guess my moans had garnished attention from the hallway through the open door. Suddenly a cock was thrust into my mouth and I knew I was about to be the cumdump I had seen in many gay porn videos. I knew I had made a mistake, but I was also pretty helpless to stop what was coming. I had let the first man bound my hands, and there was nothing to stop all these men from fucking me. I was terrified, but I couldn’t deny I was thrilled at the same time. That sense of freedom I had felt before watching that pozzing video flooded back into me. There will be a later, but right now the reckless act I was partaking in was unbelievably hot. I moaned and closed my eyes focussing on the cock that was in my mouth and not the big group of men who were about to have their way with me. Soon enough I heard the tattooed guy grunt and thrust forward and shoot his load into me too. I couldn’t feel his cum spraying my bowels that time, but I could definitely feel how much was now inside my ass. A guy I had been sucking took his place at my hole, and another cock replaced him at my mouth. He was a muscular white jock with a big dick and he was jerking his cock furiously. He came up to my hole and started to shoot his load all over it before pushing his erupting cock inside and fucking me. I could feel his cock spasming during his thrusts, and when he pulled out he walked back to me and made me suck his cock again rubbing its juices across the other two cocks already at my mouth. It seemed to be completely drenched in cum, and I could barely taste any trace of my ass as I cleaned all 3 cocks with my tongue. When the next man replaced him, a heavyset man wearing a wedding band, he was able to slide his medium sized cock in without any real resistance. He fucked me in fast strokes, his hairy belly rubbing on my cock with each thrust. He was breathing hard by the time he buried his splurting cock in my ass, and called he called me a ‘dirty little cum slut’ as he emptied his balls. What had diverted most of my attention during that time though was the cock that had been thrust in my face. I had tried and failed to deepthroat it, and I felt a fair amount of apprehension when it left my mouth after the married man had finished cumming in my ass. It was attached to a large muscular black man, and it had to be over 10 inches uncut and thick. He lined up with my hole and without remorse or concern grabbed my thighs and buried his elephant cock in my ass. I cried out as it felt like I was being ripped apart inside, and he fucked me harder and more brutal with each thrust he made. The pain suddenly turned to incredible pleasure when he changed his angle, and his cock started hitting a spot deep in my ass causing my moans to exho throughout the room. All the attention I had been giving to the cocks in my face ended, and I could only spasm in ecstasy while being impaled on this monster cock. He started making loud grunting noises with each thrust he made, and his cock kept hitting that area creating a pressure deep in my ass that I could feel reaching towards a climax. Soon it became more than I could take, and I moaned loudly, eyes bulging wide as I felt my body release. Soon my cock started spewing cum all over my stomach and in my throes my ass squeezed his cock, which felt like it was all the way up into my throat. His he started to pound me harder, viciously ramming his cock in my ass before grunting loudly and flooding his cum inside me. It felt like forever that he kept pumping into me before he was sated, afterwhich he ripped his cock out of my stretched and abused hole and turned around. Dazed, I stared blankly at his muscled back as he walked out of the room, and I could feel a thick wad of cum leak out of my ass and drop onto the floor. My body, still reeling from his monster cock, was given a reprieve when the next man left my mouth and thrust his skinny cock into my ass. It almost didnt register but slowly I felt my hole constricting to this new cock size and my mind could focus on my surroundings again. More men seemed to be coming in and checking out this room, and stealing glances when I could at the bed, it seemed there was another very vocal bottom who was also collecting loads that night too. He was a young man with short blonde hair and he was currently getting fucked by a hispanic man while also sucking off another guy. He seemed to be enjoying himself and immediately guided the next cock into his hole after the hispanic man stepped back sated. I could see cum dripping out of his ass and I watched in morbid curiousity temporarily detached from my own body despite the cock that was currently hungrily fucking me currently. I closed my eyes and emptied my head of thoughts, and time started to blur. For the next half hour or so I lost count of the number of loads I took, but soon I offered no resistance and was simply a hole for the men to blow their loads into. I would stare blankly at the guy attached to the next cock fucking me and I’d clench my sphicter randomly which seemed to always make them cum faster. I was still enjoying each load I took, but this was turning into a marathon and I wanted to do anything to shorten the line of cocks still waiting their turn. As soon as I felt one cock finish pumping into me a new guy would use the previous man’s cum as lube to slide in my ravaged hole and the process would repeat itself. Most would cum in or on my ass, but others shot their loads in my mouth or face. Soon my eyelashes started sticking together, especially after that last cock, attached to a young skinny black man who had been jerking it wildly had sprayed his load all over my face. He had mostly missed my gaping mouth that I had presented him, and I had to blink a few times to remove a salty sting in my eye. Finally, after I was covered in sweat, and almost shaking, the last man pulled his spent cock from my mouth and his load pooled on my tongue. After all the cocks that night, cum had lost its taste, and I swallowed it almost on reflex. I closed my eyes enjoying the break I had earned, and remained motionless as I listened to the man walk out and close the door. My head was buzzing and my ass felt swollen and sore. I did a test push with my sphincter and felt more cum leak out of it. How many loads did I take? I honestly couldn’t remember. I just knew it had been many, and now I had dozens of stranger’s loads in me. This was crazy, it felt like a dream, I had been so reckless. I felt so dirty and used, and just well, a clump dump. Guaranteed I need to visit the clinic tomorrow I decided. Once the dizziness subsided I started examining the swing, and began to ponder how to get out. I did a couple of test pulls on my bonds, but realized pretty fast I wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon. I heard the door open, and I saw another man enter and close the door behind him. He was a tall, skinny man in his late 40s or so, and he grabbed my head and stuck his pierced cock into my mouth. I sucked it feeling it start to grow to its full 7 inches and marvelled at how thick of a gauge his PA was as my tongue explored it. It was a big metal barbell with a sharp pointed head on it, and I could feel it rub heavily on my tongue as he throat fucked me. My eyes however were drawn to something on his stomach below his naval; I could see he had a biohazard tattoo. He took his cock out of my mouth and walked around inspecting all the of cum that had accumulated on the dark floor under still leaking asshole. “Well isn’t this an interesting scenario?” He smirked, jerking his cock. “you couldn’t stop me if you wanted to.” Hanging in the swing with my legs in the air and my hands tied, I didn’t seem to be in a position to argue. “You’re POZ.” I said more to myself than to him. “Think I’m the first one?” he asked “But yes I’m highly virulent.” ”What does that mean?” ”It means take I take no meds, my seed is as toxic as they come.” He almost boasted I shuddered, reality setting in. This was that one video I had jerked off to incarnated, and that same feeling of curiosity returned. If what he said was true anyways, I may already had been fucked by someone else who had HIV, but this was affirmation with someone who revelled in the fact. It terrified me, but still I felt my cock twitch. This was a, ‘left turn down a dead end alley at 90 miles an hour‘ move, but somehow I couldn’t deny, that at this very moment, I wanted it. To get fucked by such a man was insanity, yet despite my best judgment, I felt like I was already past the precipice. His cock seemed like the abyss, and I was already inside, so what was the point of stopping now? Christ what was I saying, this is insane! The whole situation was already surreal, I had been fucked already by so many random strangers, I had to admit I was already past the brink. And now, if I took his poz load, I’d never feel such a rush again in my life. I’m already going to the clinic tomorrow... “.....Okay.” I said in a quiet voice. ”You’re sure?” He asked “Yes.” I said eyeing the tattoo. “Then get me hard again then you little slut.” He said putting his cock back in my mouth. I sucked it and I felt a sense of fear hit me as I felt his cock stiffen fully in my mouth. His thick piercing made me think about its sharp head inside me and what damage it could do. This was insane, and I felt a quiver of fear when he pulled out of my mouth walked around and pointed his bare cock at my hole. It was at that point I changed my mind, holy fuck theres no way, and I opened my mouth to tell him to stop. My words however died on my tongue when I cried out instead from the intense pain of his piercing sliding into my ass. The sensation I felt made me think of that big black bull who felt like he tore me up inside; this guy’s cock, though smaller, was on fire. I could feel his piercing acutely spreading the burning up my ass with each stroke he made before mercifully I felt his balls slap my ass as he bottomed out. He began fucking me in short fast strokes and the pain thankfully subsided to a dull ache as he built a rhythm. A part of me was screaming inside, but I knew it was far too late to go back now. I watched in morbid curiousity as his cock slid in and out of my ass, and his tattoo flexed with his thrusts. I felt his rhythm increase and I saw the same expression on his face I had seen on many men’s faces that night as they approached their climax. A rush of euphoria hit me and suddenly a sense of recklessness asended. I found myself clenching my ass despite the pain it caused. I wanted it, fuck the consequences, I wanted him to shoot his dirty seed inside me. I never felt so raw in my life, and I moaned as I felt his cock swell. My ass felt like it was on fire, his piercing tearing me up inside, but all I could think of was the load I wanted to take. “Oh fuck... oh please, cum inside me.” I moaned out. ”You want it don’t you, you want my load of HIV.” He mocked as he rammed his cock harder sending a juddering of pain from his piercing. ”Yes give it to me, I want it deep.” Every nerve ending was on fire, my brain was euphoric, I couldn’t even register what I was saying, I just wanted him to shoot his dirty seed in me, my whole body was tensed in anticipation. ”You want AIDS?” He asked ramming his cock into my hole, “say you want my cum” I threw back my head and through clenched teeth I groaned, “Give it to me, I want it, I want it soooo bad.” ”Say you want AIDS.” I felt his cock swell, time seemed to slow down and I could feel his body tense. My ass was on fire, and he was still ramming me hard. My eyes went to his tattoo, flexing with his thrusts, his bare cock invading my ass, but I had already made up my mind, fuck the consequences... “..... I want AIDS.” ”Then take that poz cum faggot!!” “Ooooh....... fuuuck......” I moaned as I felt his cock erupt deep in my ass. Despite all the other loads in there, I could feel his first volley shoot into me. It seemed to burn into my bowels and I let out a startled gasp at the sensation. He was shooting a poz load right now; this was no video, there was no actors, this was real life, and a guy with HIV was breeding my ass. I could feel my body quiver in reaction to every thrust he made, and the cum I could still feel flooding into me. I could count 3 splurts hitting my guts already, and he started fucking me even harder as the 4th left his tip, cum accumulating on the side of his shaft till I could see his pubic hairs become matted. His piercing still sent fire down my spine, especially when his cock momentarily slipped out, and he roughly rammed it back into me painfully tearing my ass in the process. Soon though I could feel his cock softening and he let it deflate in my ass as he caught his breath. I moaned as he slowly pulled out, squeezing his cock and milking every last drop inside. I could feel his piercing raking its way out of my ravaged asshole, and it was throbbing when it finally left. I felt a twinge of guilt and horror as my whole ass felt corrupted, and I could see blood stains were left on the white towel he used to clean himself up afterwards. He left without offering another word other than a parting “Enjoy” as he walked out the door... 5 minutes later another man pulled his spent cock from my ass adding his load to his buddy’s whom he had come in with. I didn’t say anything to them about that POZ load I took before, and my brain morbidly wanted more cum to somehow dilute it. Luckily though they did untie my hands afterwards and I felt the room. I hit the showers and washed every part of my body. I could feel cum rolling down my leg and I tried to push out as much as possible. Man did my ass hurt, and I needed to go home and away from this place. I left, got into my car, and drove back towards my house and reality.

Here’s one: [think before following links] https://www.gayforit.eu/video/389674/Pleeeze-Dont-Cum-Inside-Me

Part 18 Casey and Tyler didn't do a lot of oral when they hooked up. Both were mostly tentative when they did it, just a short stop to more kissing and fucking. It hadn't been since Tyler sucked Chris while he was being fucked by Hunter that he really did it in earnest. But Greg couldn't tell. He loved the feel of Tylers mouth on his thick cock slowly but surely taking more and more of him like a boy who was savoring every inch. "Yeah boy. Fucking hot mouth." He looked down and met eyes with Tyler which just turned him on even more. "Let's move over to the couch." With Chris going to the other room with the rest of the guys, Greg didnt have anyone to lean on if he lost his balance again but he didnt want this to stop. He pulled Tyler up and moved toward the couch grabbing the pipe and torch first. Tyler just followed and watched as Greg lit the pipe. "Wait a second. I think we need a refill." Greg went over to his pants and pulled out a small bag from one of the pockets. He showed it to Tyler and gave it a little shake. "Always have to come prepared." Tyler shrugged. "Oh I didnt know. I dont know how to get anything like that." "Dont worry about that. You being here is plenty. Youre our guest. We provide the favors." He added to the pipe and then put the little bag back into his pant pocket. He lit the pipe again and began to trade hits with Tyler. Tyler really hadnt come down from his earlier hits so these were putting him into a place he had never been. A place that he could only describe as insatiable hunger. He was becoming more and more desperate for Gregs cock back in his mouth. Once Greg detected that feeling in the boy, he placed the pipe and torch back on the table. He put his arm around Tyler. "How are you feeling?" Tyler nodded. "Good" he said softly. "You sure?" Tyler just kept nodding looking forward not looking at Greg and trying to keep himself composed. "Yeah." Out of the corner of his eye he saw Greg stroking his cock. He looked directly at it but the tattoo above it pulled his focus. Hunter had one too Tyler thought. Weird coincidence. Before thinking to mention it or ask about it, Tyler could feel the pressure of Greg's arm pushing him back down toward it. Instead of bending down, he got up from the couch and kneeled down between Gregs legs and looked up at this hot man in front of him. "Fuck yeah boy." He slapped his cock against Tylers slightly open mouth. Tyler took the invitation and took about half into his mouth right away. Tyler felt about another inch push further into his mouth as Greg arched his back from the pleasure. This hunger felt new to Tyler. He knew it was something about the hits he took. One cock while he was high didnt seem to be enough. The last time he got high Chris fucked him but he went back to his dorm room wanting more. This was the same feeling. And even as he was enjoying the feeling of this mans thick cock in his mouth, he somehow knew it wouldnt be enough. He bobbed up and down doing his best to work his way closer and closer to the base. Greg could feel the boys spit running down his shaft and balls. This boy wants it he thought. He reached down, held the boys face with both hands and pushed his cock into the boys mouth as deep as he could to hear Tyler gag. The sight of this boy choking on his cock almost made him cum at that moment. He didnt want that. The first load he shot today was going to be in service to pozzing this boy up. Greg let go and Tyler pulled off as he coughed. "Sorry" Tyler said as he shook it off. "Nothing to be sorry for. That was hot. Why dont you come up here and sit on it?" Tyler looked at the cock glistening now with his spit and precum. He stood up and straddled Gregs lap. "How about you face away from me? Turn around." This was a new position for Tyler. Every time he rode Casey it was face to face. He turned around and began to lower himself. He reached back to Gregs cock but felt a hand on his lower back pushing him to bend over. "I got you." Tyler looked over his shoulder as he backed up slowly and saw Greg was holding his cock and aiming it towards Tylers hole. And suddenly he could feel the thick head pushing into him slow but easy. Hunters cock had been a warm up for his hole so that he could work Gregs in without pain. The thickness was stretching his hole but that was what made him moan in pleasure. Quicker than he thought possible, he was sitting on Gregs lap with the mans cock balls deep inside him. Whatever apprehension Tyler ever had calling himself a bottom melted away in this moment. There was no feeling he could remember that was as good as this. He was taught at church that being gay and gay sex was wrong but why would God make something so wrong so pleasurable? He could only hope that Greg was feeling even half as good as he was. Greg leaned over and pressed his chest against Tyler. He kissed the boys back and moaned into it. "Feeling ok boy? Your hole around my raw cock is fucking amazing." He wrapped his arms around Tylers chest and pulled him back as he sat back against the couch. "Put your arm around me." Tyler reached back and wrapped an arm around Gregs shoulders, his head now against the back of the couch. Tyler used his free hand to stroke his hard cock. Greg turned Tylers face toward him. "Kiss me boy." Greg kissed Tyler tenderly at first but it became much deeper and harder and breathy as Greg began fucking up into the boy with force to get as deep as he could with each thrust. Tyler yelped softly into Gregs mouth each time he felt the cock slam into him. This is what he wanted. He met each of Gregs thrusts by grinding down into the mans lap. The first time Greg felt the pressure the boy was exerting on his cock, his eyes flashed open. Tyler was looking directly into his eyes and the man smiled and laughed into their kiss. He underestimated this boy. With his next couple thrusts he felt Tyler also squeezing and milking his cock. The laugh became a deep moan as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Tyler thought he hadnt seen anything hotter in his life. Gregs hands were all over Tyler exploring the boys body and giving him even more pleasure. This felt like sensory overload to Tyler as the mans touch felt electric no matter where his hands moved, squeezed, and pinched. Gregs moaning and the looks on his face turned Tyler on even more. Greg began to pick up speed and Tyler met the rhythm without any hesitation and also began stroking his own cock harder and faster. The boy was milking Gregs cock with determination now and as he pistoned into Tylers hole he thought he was in love. He could tell in the way Tyler was bucking now that he was close to shooting. So was Greg. He pulled away from their kiss. "You getting close boy?" Tyler just nodded as the rest of his body was losing control. "Me too. I'm gonna flood your insides boy." "Cum in me." Tyler had no idea where that came from but he knew he meant it. He wanted to feel this mans cock throb and shoot inside him. He still didnt know that Hunter had cum inside him earlier so he was desperate for what he thought was the first load of his day. Strangely, it was at this moment that Tyler fully realized that Greg was fucking him raw which made it clear in his mind that no one actually ever used condoms. They were a myth, a way for schools and churches to intimidate horny teens about diseases and pregnancy, and he would never have to worry about them. This is when he came to the conclusion that he would never consider condoms ever for the rest of his life. This while a hot man was fucking him raw. "Breed me Greg!" Tyler screamed as his thoughts became words. "Fuck!" Hearing Tylers command was enough to push him off his edge. Tyler pulled his head back and began to shoot his own load with ropes flying everywhere. Greg could feel the boys hole spasm around his cock and his moans started to become much louder. Between hard breaths he screamed "I'm....cumming....boy...." He could feel the ropes shooting through his cock and deep into the boy. Greg always shot big loads but this one felt unusually large. He just kept cumming. So did the boy. Whenever he could focus enough he saw more cum gushing out of the boys cock. He could feel Tyler still grinding down on his lap to get his cum as deep as he could. Fuck this boy is hot, he thought. He had no idea what happened before he got to Hunters place but if Tyler wasnt before, he was definitely pozzed now. They both started to come down and catch their breath. "So fucking hot boy. You good?" Tyler used his arm around Greg to pull him into another deep kiss and ground down harder onto the cock inside him. Tyler was used to leaving wherever he was after he got off. Even though Casey lived down the hall he rarely stuck around after they fucked. But today was somehow different. Hunter and Greg had both fucked him and he had just cum a huge load. But he was still hungry for more and he was going to fight the guilt that always arose that told him to leave now. Greg pulled back to look at Tyler. "You are sexy as fuck. God damn." Tyler just smiled not quite sure how to respond. He felt his hips being raised slowly and understood and lifted himself off of Gregs cock and the couch. Greg got up and went to the kitchen. Tyler could hear the water running and soon Greg came back around the corner with two glasses of water and a roll of paper towel. "Here get some water in you. We just had a work out." He handed a glass to Tyler and put the other down as he ripped some of the paper towel from the roll. He sat back down next to the boy and began cleaning the cum off of the boys torso, crotch, and legs. To Tyler there was something so sensual about this. This man who already got off was still taking care of him and was meticulously cleaning him as if he wasnt just some stranger he met that day. Finally, after multiple rips off the paper towel roll, Tyler was clean. "Damn. That was some load. You always cum this big?" Greg asked. "No. Guess it was a special day." He smiled. "Me too. I do have big loads but today it just felt like a weeks worth. You just turned me on so much boy." Greg cleaned himself with some paper towel and then downed his glass of water. He put down the empty glass and then picked up the pipe and torch. "Theres still some left. We might as well finish it." Tyler didnt respond. He had been eyeing the pipe as he finished his water and was hoping Greg would offer. Greg wanted to get the boy even higher than he seemed to be at the moment. So did Tyler. Together they passed the pipe back and forth until it was empty. If the two had come down from their high after they came, this made up for it and then some. Greg placed the pipe down on the table and when he turned his attention back to Tyler he noticed the boy was stroking his hard cock again. He looked at Tyler and nodded in the direction of Hunters bedroom. "So you wanna see what the other guys are up to?"

Grndr seems too be the only semi reliable source of action up here. But its been really hit and.miss this year for obvious reasons. Found a young bbc that i was desperate too take. He made plans and he flaked out. So i had a nap. Just before bed he got back too me and said he was nervous about bareback. I told him not too make plans with me if he wasnt fonna follow through. 1130 pm rolls around he says he wants too try. I have too be up at 430am for work but as a bottom fag i dont believe i have the right too deny real.men from using my ass. 15 minutes later his 8"+ was rearranging my guts. Its been a dry year and i had too pull away a few times. But he drained 3 loads in me and was gone by 1210am. I still have his load in me 14 hours later...

Hell Yea!

Name: aznbTmChi Number: 872-588-8484 Location: Chicago, IL, 60660 Age: 29 Height: 6' Weight: 155 lb Ethnicity: Asian

It's finally happened - I've got crabs. Here's what happened: Well, I met a guy on Feb 1st who said he had crabs. When we met, they were in a bit of folded up kitchen roll - I clearly saw them moving around. We left and I quickly chucked them in my pubes. After that nothing - a couple of "husks" fell out of my boxers, but nothing. I knew it could take 2-3 weeks before I felt itchy After a month, I assumed he'd sold (yea I paid £20!) me headlice or something, or at best they were all male and just died of natural causes! This last week I've been waking up with itchy pubes. It's been 7 weeks - I didn't think it could be crabs. Watching a film Tuesday night (Odd Turner I think it was called) lying on my bed, I felt itchy again. I got a nit comb, and pulled it through a couple of times. In the comb was a pube, complete with little crab holding on. I find it hard to see them (eyes are getting old!) so today I took some photos and viewed them on the PC - there's loads of them (I guess to be expected after 7 weeks!)

I can't turn down a man with a beard like that, have to take his load!

Love to take his load!

I love black cock

Damn id like this top!

Part 8 I lost track of whose tongue was in my mouth, and whose hands were doing what to my body. It was a tangle of naked bodies on the mat. I was lost in the sheer sexual energy, never having felt anything like this before. I felt Apollo’s fur brushing against my body — my chest, back and legs — as he explored me. At the same time, I felt Wil’s smooth skin soothing me as we melded into the sexual fray. Up became down, and down was up in our frenzy. At times I was on top of our pile, and then found myself on my back. All the while, Apollo was whispering to us, encouraging us. My mind was whirling. I never dreamed there could be a place like this — it was terrifying and exhilarating. “I want to see you fuck your boyfriend before I fuck you,” he whispered as the three of us made out together. I was pushed onto my back, someone sliding my jockstrap down my legs, and suddenly Wil was on top of me. Apollo was kneeling beside us, making out with Wil while one hand massaged my hardon. I knew I was rock hard, though I hadn’t topped at all tonight. “Sit on him,” Apollo instructed. Wil looked down at me, our eyes locking. For the first time I noticed his eyes were a brilliant blue, even in the club’s multicolored lighting. His face was handsome and boyish at the same time. He looked so vulnerable now, the cocky confidence he’d shown all night disappearing. And in that moment I realized he was afraid I’d say no and reject him. Apollo was reaching behind Wil, guiding my freshly lubed cock toward Wil’s hole. I felt my head insert. Itself into the diving where Wil’s hole was hiding. We froze in that moment. I hadn’t topped very often, and wasn’t sure I could pleasure Wil the way others had tonight. We just looked at each other, unexpectedly caught in our own insecurities. But I knew I wanted this. I wanted Wil, and had since the first time he smiled at me. I lifted my hips and slide inside Wil. It was like warm butter melting around my cock. I slowly began working my hips up and down, and let out a deep groan. Wil’s handsome faced contorted with surprise, disbelief, and pleasure. He leaned down and kissed me fiercely as I began to slowly fuck him. “Oh my gawd.” I don’t know which of us said it, maybe both. “That’s it,” Apollo said, “Let me see you ride your boyfriend’s nice cock.” Wil leaned back, settling his full weight on top of my groin, driving my dick all the way inside him. I had only topped a few times before. Being inside Wil felt unlike anyone else I’d fucked. His buttery ass was wrapped around my cock, and I could feel him using his muscles to milk my raging hardon. He kept his eyes locked with mine. “Show him how much you love his cock,” Apollo said. Wil began moving his hips and his legs simultaneously, working my dick so it was sliding in and out of his hole without my having to do anything. It felt amazing, and I let out a deep moan as the intense pleasure washed over me. My hands caressed Wil’s thighs, then moved across his red jockstrap that was barely containing his cock. I felt the smooth skin of his abs, and finally settled on his pecs. The beefy ginger was so fucking hot! I felt kinda drunk, though I hadn’t been drinking. The world seemed so surreal right now, Wil riding me, and surrounded by other men having sex. Apollo was right beside us, coaxing us. He kissed Wil, who seemed torn between keeping his eyes locked with mine, and surrendering to the the sculptured god next to him. I was so turned on watching them make out, but also felt this pang of jealousy that I wasn’t part of their embrace. Was Apollo going to take Wil next? I pictured Wil walking away with the god, leaving me alone on the mat. Apollo’s powerful hand rubbing my chest snapped me back into the moment. He whispered something into Wil’s ear as the sexy ginger took a hit of poppers. Then Apollo was leaning down and kissing me. Wil began riding me even harder. “He wants your load,” Apollo whispered. “Breed your boyfriend and I’ll give you my own gift.” His words stoked the fire inside me again. I began moving my hips, driving my dick up into Wil’s magic ass. “Oh my gawd! Fuck me!” Will said, breathing hard. “I’m not gonna last long,” I warned. “I want your load! Please!” He was pounding his ass down on my dick while I was driving upward. I saw the muscles in his body flexing as he worked himself into a frenzy, craving what I had to give him. He looked amazing! I felt my cock throbbing, readying for release. I had never cum inside someone before. The intensity was overwhelming. We were both moaning really loud, not caring about the others around us. “Breed him,” Apollo commanded. And the floodgates burst open. I felt waves of cum pumping through my cock, everyone one of them crashing deep inside Wil. He felt them too, rolling his head backward while riding the waves. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” My body spasmed as the waves continued to roll out, my cock suddenly feeling incredibly sensitive, and a mix of pleasure-pain gripping me. I couldn’t move any more, totally paralyzed by the intensity. Wil seemed to know, so he kept riding, driving my dick in and out of his ass, milking every drop of cum out of me. My body spasmed again. And again. Wil collapsed forward, kissing me deeply as the waves subsided. I reached up and ran a hand through his hair as he tenderly kissed me. His hair was soaked with sweat, which only made him sexier. The dichotomy of the moment wasn’t lost on me — Wil and I sharing a tender moment in the midst of a writhing pile of naked bodies. But their moans and groans of pleasure and pleasure-pain were just white noise in the background of our moment. Wil begrudgingly slipped off my dick, which was still hard. I felt the cooler air blowing across the cum-slick skin as Wil settled in beside me. We were both still breathing hard while we made out, our hearts pounding. “Thank you,” he whispered. “That was amazing,” I told him. He just kissed me again. My load was inside Wil. I’d never put a load inside someone before. I marveled at the thought that part of me was now part of him. I nuzzled against his sweaty body. I started to wonder what we would do next. Was he going to leave? There was an unexpected pang in my chest at the thought. Wil suddenly looked up, his gaze following the length of my body. His wicked ginger grin was suddenly back. “I think someone’s about to get fucked.” I felt my legs being lifted in the air. Apollo was there, kneeling at my ass, resting my legs on his shoulders as he positioned us for what was to come next. I felt cold glass under my nose. Wil pinched off one nostril saying, “I think you’re gonna want these. That’s it, babe. Take a deep huff. Now the other side. Take one more for good measure, babe. He’s packing.” As the poppers hit me, I felt disoriented, a mix of the magical rush and aftermath of the intense orgasm. Apollo was between my legs and at my hole. I felt the intense heat coming off the head of his cock, soothing my twitching hole. He was godlike, the sculpted torso looming over me. Was I really about to be fucked by someone like him? I’d seen these bodies in porn, I’d fantasized about it, but never believed it could be real. Then I felt the heated pressure against my hole, pushing it open again. I didn’t resist. I couldn’t resist this man. He closed his eyes as he smoothly sank his cock inside me. Despite being fucked earlier, my hole still needed to stretch to accommodate him. I groaned as my hole spasmed, but Apollo didn’t stop. He opened his smoldering eyes, seeing me and seeing through me at the same time. He shifted his hands to my ankles and spread my legs. I could clearly see his entire torso, mesmerized by the sleeping muscles in his 6 pack before the amazing feeling of his cock fucking me made my eyes roll back. “That’s it, babe. Let him take you.” Will kissed me eagerly as Apollo found his rhythm inside me. “Oh my gawd that’s amazing.” Apollo started to fuck me harder. He arched his back, spreading my legs even wider, I could see the taught muscles in my own legs from years of soccer. I felt totally powerless in his grip, unable to control what was happening to my body. He leaned forward, rolling me backward onto my upper back and shoulders, crushing the air out of me. Is this how wrestlers feel, I briefly thought. “You are so beautiful,” the god-like man said soothingly. Apollo’s body had a musky, masculine smell that was intoxicating. His thick cock was drilling down into me now. All I could do was grunt with each deep thrust. “Do you want the gift I have to give you?” “Yes,” I meeped out, still unable to get a full breath with his weight crushing me. It was somewhat frightening being this powerless. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t find Wil, and wondered if he had left me here. Apollo was consuming me, and I wanted him to keep going. Apollo kissed me deeply, never missing a stroke of his cock pleasuring itself inside my ass. He closed his eyes, immersing himself in the feelings coming from below. He rose up, pulling my legs into the air with him, my weight still on my shoulders in a position I didn’t think possible. I could breathe again. He started pounding away, my body quaking with the powerful thrusts. I had to spread my arms wide for balance. On the cool vinyl mat, and that was when I felt Wil still right beside me. I turned my head and saw he was captivated by the sight of Apollo drilling into me. I felt like I was half floating, my legs flailing as he relentlessly banged away at my hole. “Fuck, babe, that is SO HOT!!” I couldn’t speak. The most I could muster was a whimper. The god had me in his embrace. I was powerless to stop him. I wouldn’t stop him even if I could. I knew what he was offering. I wanted the gift he had for me. It was coming. “Give it to me! Apollo roared, drowning out the music and other sexual sounds in the loft. I felt his cock throbbing inside me, releasing the gift to me. Apollo’s seeds spread through my naked body, planting his gift within. I panted-moaned as he finished his conquest, his roar having brought everyone’s attention to his marking me. Apollo gentled lowered us back to the mat. My muscles were aching. He slid his generous cock out, but I still felt warm and full. ”Are you okay?” Wil asked softly, placing a hand on my heaving chest. I could only nod, words completely beyond my abilities at the moment. I felt incredibly vulnerable, exposed, but Wil felt like a safe haven. Apollo leaned in and kissed me. Then he kissed Wil. “That was beautiful. I hope you liked.” He rubbed my body, working his way from my shoulders down to my feet, as if examining a trophy he had won. In that moment I realized my sneakers and socks were gone, too. When had he stripped the last pieces of clothing from me? I felt even more exposed, keenly aware I was the only naked person in the Loft. He rubbed my feet, which felt amazing. “You are simply beautiful,” he said, and I felt myself glowing. Was I really that good looking that someone like him would notice me? I’d certainly never thought so before. He set my legs back onto the mat, kissed me again, then stood and walked away. Reality started to set in again. I was totally naked on a black vinyl mattress in middle of a room of guys having sex. My jock and and sneakers were MIA. This beefy ginger was cradling me in his arms, someone I’d not known a few hours ago, yet felt strangely connected to. He made me feel safe and vulnerable at the same time. Watching Apollo disappear down the stairs, I worried that Wil would be next to go. I imagined what my friends would say seeing me laying here — or worse, my family!!! I couldn’t even picture explaining to my family at a July 4th picnic what I’d done here tonight. I was suddenly that guy I heard others make fun of in the gay bars; the guy who had to go to the bookstore to get laid in secret. But tonight was different. This place was different. Sex was out in the open, and I saw a lot of really good looking guys. Hell, I’d just had sex with a god! My head was spinning again with the mix of emotions, and I wasn’t sure what to do with them all. Most importantly, I didn’t understand why I was craving more.

I moved recently to Orlando and have been having been fucking and getting fucked raw the last few months. It’s been so hot and It’s my first time really encountering so many poz men around here. The idea of a real man using me and breeding me and knowing he is poz gets me so hard. Recently got tested and am neg. a part of me wants to just keep fucking like wild and go to the bath house every weekend. On the other hand I’ve been told to get on prep. What do we think ?

Sorry in advance if this 'particular' piss topic is not for everyone. But here we go: I absolutely love drinking piss, whether the piss is fresh or stale, or if it's coming from the tap or from the public urinal, I enjoy them all! Recently, I've been curious about trying those trucker bombs but not too sure about where to find them. I know they can be found along the highway road, but it might be hard to spot them when you're in the car driving. Will there be a higher chance of finding them at rest stops? And for those who might not know what a trucker bomb is, it's basically a plastic container (could be a milk jug or a water bottle) that the trucker pisses in while he is driving his truck.

As a top I love when they want to hold my load inside, and it's the best lube when cum has been inside all night and is mixed

yup..been fully vaccinated 2 shots of Moderna for over a month...I really hope everyone will get vaccinated as soon as you have access ...

Keep going!

Jack Drago has some good ones on WarpMyMind. BUT, as @ErosWired stated, above, hypnosis and the like only go so far in that it cannot get you to do things you wouldn't do otherwise. Maybe a few rounds of Jack's stuff will get you through your fear of indulging your desires against the social programming you have been raised to believe id true (when it really isn't). Once you experience the pleasures of male sex as an outlet you'll wonder why you didn't try it sooner.

Bloody hell @Navi38 you certainly know how to throw in those twists and turns and press our buttons, just like Jason LOL. This story and the lead in chapters have turned into a sweeping novel of epic proportions. Love love love it.

I think the points made so far demonstrate how impossible it is to answer this question with a single answer. Dominant men want to be approached by a respectful submissive, except for those dominants who don't want a submissive to approach them at all because it's their job to approach the sub. Some sub men want an alpha to come after them, while others prefer to go on the hunt themselves and tempt a man with their assets. In between the two, you've got shy people who want to someone else to do the approaching, confident people who enjoy bringing out a shy man's interest, confident men who want other confident men, and so on and so on. Nothing works for everyone. Best advice I can come up with: be authentic, be YOU, and anyone who's not interested isn't right for you anyway. If you have to change into someone else to get their interest, is it worth it?

I've had both Pfizer vaccine shots, the second 4 weeks ago. Had no qualms about getting it, just the length of time it took to get an appointment. Based on what I'd heard from many others I was prepared for some side-effects, symptoms after the second but had absolutely none, other than a little bit of soreness in my arm. Help stop this pandemic and please get vaccinated when you're able to.

Sorry if you've experienced this. Not all neg guys feel this way though. Some of us are more than comfortable having bareback sex with you.

The Dixie motel on Hollywood Blvd

Note: I want to reiterate that my stories on this forum feature non-consensual pozzing elements and are fully fictional. My smut is intended for my readers' enjoyment as fantasy jack-off material only. It is for your imagination, not real life. Thank you. At shortly before 4 a.m., I looked over at my evening's date—my young teammate, our team's center fielder, sleeping peacefully on his stomach. His face was down nestled in the pillow he had clutched with both arms. I placed the blindfold on him again, and he stirred. “Shhh, just relax. Sleep,” I cooed. “I just need your hole right now.” “Mmm,” he sleepily sighed, and then spread his legs for me. “Good.” I then put the noise-cancelling earphones on him again, this time with more chill, relaxed music. I lifted it on one side and asked, “Volume okay?” Ronen nodded and exhaled, and turned his head and fluffed the pillow. I massaged his shoulders and rubbed his back as I waited for Leon to come back to my room. After a few minutes, he was at the door. “He’s super relaxed. Come in.” “I’m rock hard for that tight jock butt again.” Leon entered, again, naked except for the metal cock ring. I got off the bed and Leon handed me some poppers and told me to get the bottle open. As I worked the plastic wrapper off the lid, Leon got on the bed between my sleeping date’s legs and pushed his cock up against Ronen’s battered pucker. “Yeeessss! That sweet hole!” he said before kicking Ronen’s legs wider apart and pushing inside. “Ahhh!” Ronan clinched up as Leon’s large poz cock head broke through his bruised up ring. “Ow! Adam!” “Geez, go slower, Leon,” I replied. “Well, give him those poppers,” he commanded. “You’ve got both hands on him right now! He’ll know!” “Do it anyway, boy.” I soaked Ronen’s briefs again with the fresh poppers and then held them under his nose. Ronen inhaled sleepily and after a minute, he had huffed enough to allow his legs to spread farther apart for the invading cock. Leon pushed in and his poz cock was inside the neg jock’s hole for the second time that night. Ronen didn’t seem to catch on that a second person was in the room to popper him up. “Fucccck, his tight hole is still warm and wet with poz seed!” Leon said. “I’ve got to get a fresh load in there.” “That’s what you do best, Leon,” I replied. As Leon fucked in and out of my cute half asleep teammate, I watched Ronen as he relaxed, smiled and moaned. “Gotta charge this jock hole up,” Leon said. After a few minutes, I wanted to see Leon's bare cock as it penetrated his hole, so I got between Leon’s legs and he spread them to show me what I wanted to see. Pearls of poz seed made a ring around Ronen’s ruddy neg hole as the old man’s shaft entered and pulled out. Leon’s cockhead is enormous and I knew it was lodged inside Ronen, knocking at his second ring, soaking it with fresh poz precum. Leon liked to blast deep inside neg holes, so that second ring was going to get breeched again by that massive cut cock, probably soon. I could tell that Leon was getting close. He was starting to get rougher on the in-stroke and he was yelling out his delight at taking Ronen’s neg jock hole again. “Damn! Fuckin’ tight wet jock hole!” Leon yelled, and then he fucked really hard into the young center fielder and held it there. My date woke up and cried out as Leon’s whole body spasmed and sprayed poz sperm into his guts. “Fucking charge that sweet hole, Leon.” I encouraged. “That’s fucking hot!” “FUCK I don’t think I’ve ever stealthed a better hole than this one!” Leon said as he pulled out and pushed in to make sure he got his entire load to inside the boy’s rectum. When Leon pulled out, I watched as he fingered back inside the frothy sperm that had escaped the jock’s battered hole. “I’m going to be sore all week now,” Ronen said as he tried to push up from the bed. I pushed him back and told Leon to go. Leon stood up and jacked his cock a few more times before leaving the room. I turned off the lights and got back in on my side of the bed and pulled of the earphones and blindfold. “I bet you’ll be sore!” I replied and pulled him in to cuddle. Later at breakfast, while Ronen was in the shower, Leon showed me the guild’s scorebook: Adam, short stop (25): first neg player bred by Coach4Jox, Poz9in, Clyde and John (DP) on the same night; later fucked and kept by Leon, but Poz9in gets the point for being first. Tom, third baseman (22): Neg boy butt poz bred by Clyde and John with regular continued breedings over the winter. Tips: Use poppers, no condoms needed. Clyde gets the point. Caleb*, left fielder (21): Drunk boy butt poz bred by Coach4Jox and Clyde. Tips: Use alcohol and poppers and you can fuck him bareback in most situations. Coach4Jox gets points for this one. Note: Caleb has been passed to Poz9In for regular breedings. Evan, catcher (23): Neg ginger boy butt poz bred by Clyde. Tip: Use poppers and a broken condom. Von, pitcher (30): Neg bi stud got his butt poz stealthed by Leon. Adam made the deal with Von. We used cash, poppers, and a broken condom. Tip: Von is no longer engaged, and Leon says Von now offers to take poz cock up his ass for $200 per load. See Leon for more info. Ronen, center fielder (19): Neg college soccer jock got his safe-sex butt poz stealthed by Leon. Adam took him out for dinner and a show, then brought him back to the house. Tip: Use poppers, sensory deprivation, and then switch places with "his boyfriend," Adam. *The point for Caleb’s hole was disputed by Clyde who said he put his poz precum inside the boy’s hole before Coach4Jox got undressed. As of May 2, Clyde, a good sport, rescinded the claim on Caleb’s hole, and said the point should go to Coach.

I met up with a guy on Grindr at a motel just down the road from me. I was able to walk over, and loved that people driving/walking by would have no idea what I was about to do. Before I headed out, I told him to wear unclean clothes (he works in physical labor) and not shower. I get there and he had the perfect amount of man stink, enough that I would smell like him til the next morning. We did the normal foreplay, which was fun enough, but we both wanted the same thing. He sat on the couch and had me get up on his lap. I started to slide down onto his cock (oh shit, I forgot to mention, his cock was decently hung and thick, and had the absolute perfect upward curve) and I paused, gasping and fluttering my eyes involuntarily. It was a moment when, instead of my life flashing before my eyes, I knew he was going to make me cum hard. I wore him out after three rounds and two loads, and was actually very satisfied, something that is rarer than I'd like. I reached down to feel if his load was dripping out of me and found that my whole inner thigh was soaked with cum. There's something so thrilling about being used like a bitch, having all my spots hit, and to be rewarded not so much a load as a goddamn lake. The best part is that he's gonna be in town for work every 1-2 weeks and we plan to film with the intent to post. I can't wait.

It's been a long time since I've been able to be a slut because of the pandemic. I normally am just on the apps to suck some quick dick, swallow a load and move on with my day. I'm 36 white guy, good looking professional, preppy even. A bunch of (straight) friends of mine were heading to Vegas for the weekend and tempted me in to joining them. I drove up yesterday morning to meet them and we went hard, drinking, and partying. Around midnight, we are still at a bar at our hotel and I started to get really horny and opened up Grindr. My profile makes it clear that I'm a cocksucker. After a few minutes of not seeing anyone interesting, I got a message from a guy in the same hotel. He's a few years old, beefier, claims to be bi-curious and married. We exchange some messages and turns out he is staying one floor above where my room is. He tells me to come over and suck his dick. Overcome with horniness, I tell my friends I'm going to take a lap and look around the casino but instead I make it up to his room. My heart is racing. I love this feeling of slipping away discreetly, knowing my face will soon be right in some stranger's lap. I make it to his room and knock on the door, which is already slightly open. The guy is on the bed stroking with the lights of the strip being the only light in the room. "Come here, faggot" he says. Fuck! This is off to a good start. I get on the bed and move to quickly deep throat his thick cut dick. "Strip for me." he says. I quickly take off my clothes so I can get his cock back in my mouth as soon as possible. I'm now naked on his bed sucking his dick. I'm so horny I start to jack my dick off and he quickly stops me. "I don't want to see your dick or you stroking, okay faggot?" Damn, this guy is turning me on. I keep slurping his dick and licking his balls while he starts to notice my ass. "You get fucked?" he asks. "Yeah, I'm a bottom but just looking to suck tonight" I reply. "You like dick a lot, huh faggot? I'm going to just stick it in a little and then you can go back to sucking." Ugh, here we go. I'm torn. I would love to get fucked, but I'm not prepped for that tonight, I think to myself. Just the tip might be fine and then I can finish sucking him off. I'm thinking through this in my head while I suck him when he tells me to bend over the bed. I hesitate and he turns a bit stern "it's just the tip, calm down." I flip over and bend over the bed while he gets behind me. I spit on my fingers and quickly try and lube my hole the best I can. He doesn't waste any time and pushing his cock head into my hole raw. "Good boy" he says to me while he starts pumping me. I don't take raw dick that often and I always prefer to be prepped, so I was fairly nervous and hesitant which he could tell. "Relax faggot, just let me fuck you a little more." he says while I let him keep fucking me. After a few minutes, I decide it's time to finish sucking him off so I turn around and drop to my knees to suck him. He moans while I suck him "Mmmm, that feels good. You're a slutty little fucker, aren't you?" I moan a yes while I lick his balls and taint. "You trying to taste my asshole, faggot?" he says as he lifts his leg to give me access. "Fuccckkkk" he exhales as I suck on his musky straight asshole. "Turn around and give me that ass again." he says. Again, I'm hesitant and say "I'm really just looking to suck tonight." "I'm going to fuck you some more, faggot. If your ass is dirty, you can just suck my dick after. Turn around," he says. I'm struck by his directness, but do what I'm told and turn around and bend over for him. He takes my arms and crosses them behind my back and holds me down while he re-enters my ass. "Now shut the fuck up" he says as he starts to fuck me much harder than the first time. The lack of lube and his faster pace starts to burn my asshole and I yell "slow down." "Fuck off," he says as he is clearly tired of me protesting him. He lets go of my arms and grabs my hips to control the pace of his rough fucking. I try and relax through the pain, as I realize the only way this will end is with his load in my hole. All fear of not being prepped, or that I'm taking raw dick are gone as I know he is getting what he wants. This realization that I don't have any say anymore starts to exhilarate me while he uses my hole relentlessly for what seemed like 20-30 minutes. I'm lost in a daze when I hear him ask "ready faggot?" "Yes!" I reply as he erupts inside of me. "Fuck, faggot. Fuck!" he grunts as he pumps inside me and then finally collapses on top of me. My hole starts to relax as he regains his breath and pulls out of me. He hops back on the bed as I'm still on my knees on the floor, ass up. "Clean me up" he says as I crawl back in between his legs to lick his cock and balls clean. Surprisingly it tastes amazing and my piggy side takes over as I make my way back to his hole. He chuckles as he spreads his legs for me, "yeah clean my ass too." I spend another minute or savoring the smell of my crack and licking the last bits of cum off his dick , when he makes it clear it's time for me to leave. I dress quickly and soon enough I'm back out in the hallway. My hair is a mess. I'm sore and I can still taste him on my lips. As I walk down the hallway, I pull out my phone to send him a message back to say thanks. I'm not sure why I want to thank him because I hadn't cum and in truth most of the fucking was really rough and hurtful. I hope to see him again.

I was at the video store last night and was cruising the booths when a guy walked into a booth next to where I was standing. At about the same sine a regular came up to me and said...have you seen that? Pointing to the guy that had just gone in. I said no and pushed the door open to see a unattractive guy with a big blond bush and big dick stroking and waving me in. I turned to the regular and asked him if he wanted it. He said no it was too big for him so I said ok and stepped in the booth. I locked the door behind me. He asked what do I like and I said everything. He asked if I like to get fucked. I said of course. He asked if I could handle him and I said.....easily. His dick wasn’t more than 8 or 8.5 but it was really thick. As you true bottoms know it’s the best kind. I asked him if he had any lube and he said no. Just spit. He told me to turn around and of course I do as told. He spit on my ass and used his fingers to rub it into my pussy. He didn’t give me much time to adjust and slid inside me. I winced a little and started to squirm some. He said come on...you said you could take it? At that point I remembered I had poppers in my pocket and took a couple of hits. That seemed to do the trick because he was pounding my pussy within seconds. At one point he seemed to be lightening up and I thought he might want to pull out and move on. I pulled him out of me and turned around to suck him in effort to get him closer to cumming. As I was sucking I asked if he had cum already and he said no. I asked if he had a big load for me and he said yeah. Then I it my tow in the water and said do you want to knock me up? And he said yeah. I bent over again and he slid back in me. This time he seemed to have purpose. He started grunting louder and said...you want my load dont you? I moaned yes please. He said you want me to charge you up? I said yes please re charge me. That got him going because he really picked up the pace and within a minute he was cumming in me. He pulled out of me without saying anything and pulled up his pants and left. I didn’t ask if I could clean him. I hope I see him again.

When all of a sudden, there was this look of anger in Boss's eyes. I didnt know what I had done wrong. Boss was looking at Ted "Do you ever just feel like beating up a fag. I mean we dont have to have a reason, he's a fag, isn't that reason enough" He said with a laugh but still that angry look glaring right at me. I was afraid and turned on all at the same time. This was an ongoing thing, fear and lust together. It's a really big fucking turn on. Ted replied " I never really thought about it that way but Yeah that works for me." I asked, Boss can I tell you something I have been thinking about ever since I started working for you? "Speak up fag" Boss replied. I knew that when my employment took this Dominant turn that there would be things I would have to do. You told me that people in your world thought I could not handle your anger, that I was too soft for the job. I knew I could handle it when you get angry and riled up. I knew I had a different approach than others who may have been in my shoes. If you need to take out your anger on something or someone, that would naturally be me. I welcome you taking out your aggression on me. I actually have been wanting to have some scars from you. Bruises I could look at for weeks, as a reminder of your anger. I mean you know where to apply your fists so as not to have them not be visible to anyone. So this anger management would be only between us. I watched his eyes as I spoke and while the anger was still there, there was also this evil grin on his face. He knew I had no bounds and this was another way to prove that. Boss paused a moment then said " So you want me to beat you up? That is the most compliant fag I have ever known. At first I thought that would take some of the fun out of it, but now that I think of it, knowing I can beat up a queer whenever I want, that gets me worked up. Stand up fag." I did as I was told. "I think you better have a nice good hit first," Boss stated. He put several rocks in the meth pipe and lit it up. Watching as the rocks melted and He rocked the pipe back and forth while that swirl developed in the bowl. I still gets me excited no matter how many times I watch this happen. "Hit it good" Boss demanded. I pulled slowly on the pipe letting it go into my lungs naturally. "Keep going , dont stop" Boss demanded again. I kept going until I felt my lungs were going to explode. "Now hold it in like a good fag" Boss knew just what to say to make me compliant to his wishes. "Let the meth be absorbed by your lung tissue, so it can take hold of you. The more we do this, the more your brain is going to want it, crave it, demand it, be addicted to it. Thats where I want you, craving my meth every minute of every day, so I can keep you on the hook" He put his hand up to my nose when he thought I was going to exhale. "Not yet fag, only when I say" Boss stated as he nodded his head and I nodded mine to say Yes Sir. He finally let me breathe and I exhaled but nothing came out. "See now fag, all that smoke is in your body where it should be, am I right?" I replied Yes Boss . "Let's have you do another" Boss stated. I said sure thing Boss. We did the same method, I so love it when he force intox's me. "Are you fucked up now faggot" Boss asked. Fuck yes I am Boss. Thank you for keeping me intoxicated and hooked on meth. Then out of nowhere he balled up his fist and planted it firmly and with much force right into my gut. I saw it coming and flexed my stomach muscles. It landed on me so hard but I didn't flinch. "Fuck that felt good, fags like you piss me off sometimes and when they do this is what will happen," and another blow to the other side of my gut. This time I did flinch a bit. "Aww that one hurt huh?" I can take it Boss, thats my job. "Damn right it is. Here Ted take a swing" Boss asked of Ted. I turned to face Ted. We all knew that the gut was the best place to receive this beating. It would be quicker to recover and would be hidden since I can never take off any of my clothes around the Boss and his friends. Ted attempted to get a good right hook but he was apprehensive. I could see it on his face. His hit didn't hurt and to be honest I barely felt it after the Boss 2 very good swings. "C'mon buddy, you can do better than that" Boss asked of Ted. "Think of some broad that pissed you off. I know that blonde bitch you dated who left you hanging in the dust. Yeah think about how mad you were at her. Let it build up in your brain. That dumb cunt stood you up then ghosted you. You don't deserve that shit from anyone, Am I right Ted" Boss was egging Ted on to get that anger built up. I was loving it watching Ted think about how pissed off she made him. I was just waiting for him to assault me. I wanted it. "Now look at that faggot. Can't you see he is salivating at the idea of you hitting him. He wants you to abuse him. Don't you hate it when you are out at Menards and you know that some faggot is checking you out. Doesn't that make the steam rise in your head. Here is your chance to do what you've always wanted to do. Do it , punch that queer hard" Boss words were ringing in my ears. I played those words over and over in my head waiting for Ted to make his move. Finally I saw the rage, Ted balled up his fist, pulled his arm back and swung at me so hard. I wasn't expecting him to place such a hard blow to me. I gasped for air and took a step back. "Fuck yeah Ted, see how good that feels to get that aggression out, especially on a faggot like this. In his case a faggot that wants to be our punching bag" Boss stated with such a happy yet dominant tone. I had to speak. Thank you both for using me this way. I can feel your bruises and am happy to help you relieve your anger. They both just started laughing so hard and their laughs went on for like 10 minutes. They would almost stop then start again. Boss walked right up to my face. " You did well tonight my meth addict pig punching bag of an assistant." He lifted up my T shirt and saw the welts they had left. " Look at that, you now have several things to look at and remember us by. I want you to have one more hit since you've been such a well behaved homo tonight. Once again I watched him load the bowl, this time with one big rock. He torched it up twirling the pipe back and forth in those masculine hands of his. My favorite swirl turning in the bowl as the meth turned to liquid. This time he did something different. He took a hit first, a pretty big one, since he was a much more experienced smoke than I was. He got in my face and I instinctively knew to open my mouth. He shotgunned a huge cloud of smoke into my mouth, then held my nose so I wouldn't exhale. It turned me on so much. This is the best kind of forced intox, me receiving his smoke directly from his lungs to mine. "How was that faggot, did you like that?" Oh fuck yes Boss that was incredible. He held the pipe up to my mouth, lit the torch again, and told me to wait. He twirled the pipe moving the torch back and forth from the bottom of the pipe. "Now hit that pipe, slowly. Let the meth just flow into your mouth and lungs. Slow queer slow. I watched down at the pipe seeing the smoke leave the pipe and enter me. He knew just how to get someone so high and get the most out of each hit. My Boss is the Master of forced intox. I never felt so lucky than I did right at that moment. I knew just to rest and hold it in. He didnt have to say anything to me. He looked at me and nodded, he was saying, Is that good , did you like it. I nodded an over exaggerated nod and smiled. I held it as long as I could and exhaled. " Good fag, now open that door over there." boss demanded. I got up and walked to the other side of the room and opened the door. I did not know there was a patio out there on the 3rd floor. It was very nice outside. "There is a bed for you there do you see it?" I saw an oversized dog bed on the patio. Yes Boss I see my bed. "Good that you know what you deserve to sleep in is a dog bed. Go to sleep now, If I need you I will wake you up. You've done very well tonight and you deserve a good nights sleep. I never would have thought you to be as willing to do this much degrading low things for me. There is only one type of faggot that will go this low. That is a Poz fag. Poz fags have no limits and stoop to any depth to give satisfaction to a Man. Are you a Pox fag?" Well Boss the answer to that question is........................ To be continued...................

41 - Lost my virginity in January and the second that first load was pumped into me my inner slut was released. Since then I’ve had 3 gangbangs, and about 10 hookups on GRINDR.

Could be you consumed something or took something that temporarily decreased the effectiveness of youe meds, but all lab work has an inherent amount error so it could have just been that. The cdc site says blips are common and nothing to worry about it.

76 loads up me so far this year.

The first fucking I got at the nude campground sure set the tone for all the rest of the weekend. Some friends of mine liked going to this gay, nude campground and they were always talking about all the "fun" there was to be had at it. Well, it didn't take much convincing on their part before I was begging to go the next time, so the next holiday weekend (I think it was July 4th) we went. It was a very interesting and very liberating experience. Everyone just walked around nude during the day and lounged by the pool, etc. With a few occasional excursions into the woods for some sex. I just viewed it as a way to see everyone's equipment before hitting on them. There was this one couple that I was sort of drawn to-- one had a biker, leather look and one was very clean shaven. The biker had a fu-manchu biker stache, furry chest, and a thick cock with some low hangers. His partner was taller, thin, smooth, and had a dick that was enormous! (It's always the tall, thin ones, isn't it?) Anyway, I made sure I hung out and drank with them all day (when I wasn't hanging with my friends). Then evening rolled around... and that's when the fun began. The whole campground sort of parties in the evenings, and there is a lot of drinking. They make a special lemondade that will knock you on your ass if you aren't careful. And I wasn't careful. Boy did I get hammered! And the drunker I got, the more blatantly I flirted with the couple. Eventually I learned that they had a portable sling set up, and that they'd be more than willing to take turns fucking my hole, so I wandered off with them, while my friends watched me go. They knew what was cumming. Once at the sling, we all got to playing. I was kneeling and taking turns sucking their cocks, and they were working my nips and we all were having a grand old time. Then they put me in the sling. Biker guy kneeled and started tonguing the hell out of my ass, while Big Dick was feeding my mouth his enormous cock. He grew to about nine inches when all was said and done. Biker Guy wasn't bad either, at a respectable thick 7 inches... with a big head. Then came time for fucking. Big Dick was still fucking my mouth, but somehow he produced a bottle of poppers and he began feeding them to me like a good host. Biker Guy lubed up and said, "I'm gonna fuck you for awhile first, to get you opened up for that monster, ok?" I nodded my consent. Another snort of poppers and I feel his raw cock start to enter my ass. It felt fucking incredible. He sets up a fuck rhythm and the sling is swaying, helping him penetrate as far into my ass as possible. All the while I was working Big Dick's cock with my mouth. After ten minutes or so, Biker Guy says, "This is a sweet ass- you about read for a turn Paul?" Paul (Big Dick) pulls out of my mouth while Biker pulls out of my ass. And I gotta admit, I'm a bit nervous about Paul's dick size. But I'm also drunk and flying on poppers. What the fuck, right? Paul somehow produces a condom, and starts rolling it on his impressive tool. Biker sees me watching and says, "He's poz, so he's gonna wrap before fucking you... house rules." Biker and Paul switch positions, and Biker Guy starts feeding me poppers while Paul is lubing and trying to work his cock up into a fully hard state again. I start sucking Biker and Paul starts nosing that big cock around my ass. Unfortunately he is having a devil of a time getting hard enough to get in my hole, and he's losing erection by the moment. We try this for while longer, but it just isn't working. Paul suggests switching again, so they do. Bike Guy's cock feels incredible in my ass again, and I'm loving feeling Paul's ginormous rod get hard in my mouth. After another ten minutes of fucking, Bike Guy says, "I can't hold out much longer... I'm gonna lose my nut." Paul is encouraging his partner to cum and moves around to watch. "Where do you want the load, man?" I barely have enough time to say "in me" before he's painting my guts with his load. It feels incredible, as I can feel every twitch of his fat knob in my ass. "Your turn, Paul." Biker Guy says while pulling out. "You really need to get in there and churn my cum." Biker Guy excuses himself and goes into their cabin to get a towel and beers, and Paul is standing next to me, starting to roll on another condom. I reach down, and gently stroke his dick and roll the condom off his head. "Fuck me, man" I beg him. "Shove that big fucker in me raw." John wouldn't want that-- besides, I'm poz man." "I know. And I'm telling you to fuck me. You can always pull out before you cum." Paul looked at me with lust in his eyes, stepped around to my ass, lubed up, and told me to get ready. I poppered up and prepared for the assault. Fuck did he have a massive fucking cock! He shoved that giant, raw cock into my ass all at once causing me to cry out in pain. This brought John out of the cabin and back to the action. "What's going on here-- you finally gettin' some of that hot hole, Paul?" John was hard again, and stood next to my face so I could suck his fat prong. John took over feeding me poppers while Paul fucked the SNOT out of my ass. He was using the sling to full penetration advantage, and it was about all I could take. Thank goodness my moans and grunts were stifled by John's dick, or the whole campground would have heard us. The entire time Paul is fucking me, John is coaching him, telling him to fuck my hole, to churn the cream that's already in my guts, to wreck my hole with his meat, etc. It's very hot. Then John says, "Paul's gettin' close to nutting-- I can tell by his face. Where you want it, man?" I looked up at him through my popper and drunken haze and said, "In me." "You heard the man, Paul. Breed this cunt's hole!" Paul closed his eyes and shoved in hard. I could feel all nine rigid inches throbbing inside me and I knew he was shooting his toxic spunk inside me. DEEP inside me. While Paul is cumming, John is jacking furiously and wandering toward my ass. He let Paul finish, then tells him to move. I feel that big fucking cock pull out of my ass, and then feel John shove in hard and start loading my sloppy ass again. Paul went inside while John finishes squirting in my butt. When John finally pulls out, he looks at me and says, "Well, THAT oughta get your weekend started right. Three cumloads in your ass." I asked John if Paul was gonna be in trouble for not using the condom. He said, "Nah. We always start off using the condom, but if the bottom pig begs for it raw... well, we give him what he wants. House rules." Paul and John tagged my ass several more times that weekend... as did about ten other campers.

I believe RawTop has addressed this in other postings in this forum about membership levels. Basically, though, the exact number of postings, time of membership, and so forth - your "engagement", so to speak - needed to advance a level isn't published. That's to keep people from gaming the system. The whole point of having these limits at first is to ensure that people are coming here to actually engage with the forums. It's a discussion board, not a hookup site. And there was an ongoing problem with outside parties joining up and using private messages for spamming members with, for instance, offers for porn site memberships, pushing to join other sites, and what not. Since the messages are private - I assume the site manager can view them if need be, but he's not going to be reading them on an ordinary basis - the problem was going undetected unless members reported it. We already have "limited" private messages that increase the more you participate. They just start at zero. Eventually, you get to the point where you can send a few a day, and then as you keep participating, you can send more and more. It's not hard to get there. With the thousands of topics here, surely there are many on which you could express an opinion. Read some of the fiction and thank the authors for the stories you like, for instance.

Out of the Closet "Hey, how's life?" I typed in a text to Tim. I wasn't expecting a quick reply but an idea had been rattling around in my head and I thought I'd bounce it off him. "Good workin on a new guy n +fuckbud from school comin to visit" he replied about ten minutes later. I smiled to myself knowing he was doing a great job sowing my bug in as many guys as he could. Was it the competition with his dad that was pushing his breeding frenzy or just his own desires? "Cool. Sounds like ur busy. Have fun" I responded, figuring my little project could wait. "?? u bored n want to chat or u want to fuck?" he sent back a minute later. I guess he knew I wouldn't just see how he was doing. We were fuckbuds with the emphasis on 'fuck'. "Coles comment at hotel fuck been nagging me. Wondering if u had any ideas" I replied. "huh what comment" Tim asked. "Cole wanted to watch me fuck his dad. thot u might like 2 help" I typed back. "U n me fuck his dad? thats f'd up" Tim replied. It sounded like it might be too weird for him and I'd have to come up with another plan so I replied "Yeah. if ur not into it thats ok." I waited a minute and didn't get a reply so I went back to surfing on my laptop. There were a bunch of messages waiting for me on the tube site I'd posted Tim's stairwell breeding on so I read through them. Only one looked like it might be worth replying to. Another was from a porn performer wanting to hookup and get recharged when he was in town but I suspected it was a fake. "He cant know its me" was the message I got back from Tim almost twenty minutes later. Sipping the last of the scotch I thought "He's in, now I just have to figure out the rest." "ok. need to find a place. sauna n stairs r out. got busted and cant chance it. lots of new security cameras in bldg" I replied. "shit where r cams?" Tim sent back right away. I laughed to myself, knowing he had probably done some fucking of his own in the public areas of the building. "Stairwells are 1, lobby & hall to back door" I replied and thought a few moments and added "don't know if they have added to 1 on roof. If doorman hasn't talked to u about it, ur ok." "no word from doorman just moans and cum lol" he typed back a minute later. Tim had found the doorman I was looking for and either sucked him or got fucked by him. As I was trying to think how to get the conversation back on finding a place to fuck Cole's dad, I got another message from Tim. "I know a place but not sure how much longer we can use it" he sent back. "Oh? where?" I replied. Tim sent back a few minutes later "got fkd by some painters in a penthouse. theyre rehabbin it so nothing in there but ladders and a mattress." "Can I see it?" I sent back right away, the whole scene starting to fall together. I met Tim later that evening and he showed me where they hid the key and we went in. The place was huge, easily 5 times my condo and it looked even bigger with no furniture, except for a stained mattress that was left in one of the bedrooms. Drop cloths, paint buckets, ladders and some tools were the only other things scattered on the bare concrete floors. "You got fucked here?" I asked curiously. "Yeah. I cruised a painter downstairs and he brought me up here. His co-workers were here and I ended up getting fucked by all three. Was kinda hot even if I didn't get to fuck the guy I cruised. One guy even hinted he was pozzing me" Tim said with a laugh. I laughed back and said "Too late for that. I got you first!" "Yeah... that guy really fingered me hard and fucked even harder. For a chubby Mexican dude he could really pound ass. The other two were good fucks but he was on a mission. He had a fresh scorpion tattoo on the side of his neck so I bet he just converted and wants to advertise. I could see the fire in his eyes when he finally blew his load in me as he pinned me on the mattress. He was really verbal, talkin shit in both English and Spanish and kept telling me how I was going to get pregnant with his babies" Tim said, gently rubbing his crotch. I could tell he was re-living the fuck in his mind as he told me. I chuckled, remembering my last chubby Mexican and how fun both of our fucks had been. For a moment pictured Hector fucking Tim, but broke that thought remembering Hector was a bottom. I looked around the bedroom and saw one of the closets still had the door on it. "That would make a good hiding spot for Cole" I thought as Tim kept talking. I scanned the walls and ceiling to make sure no one had set up security cameras in the condo and we locked up. "You free the next couple of nights?" I asked as we rode down the elevator. "If its for what I think you have planned, I'll make sure I do. You really going to poz him up?" Tim asked curiously. "He already asked for and took one hot load. I hope he's up for a couple more. And I don't know if he's going to be into an anon fuck. I'll let you know" I replied as the elevator stopped on 20. I made it back to my place and my head was trying to plan it out. First was to see if he even wanted to fuck again. I sent off a message to Cole's dad and then cruised around a few sites waiting to see if I got a response. The next morning I checked before logging into work and Cole's dad had replied. "fuk yah. have to do it at your place. wife almost busted me last time" was his message. I didn't reply right away and waited until lunch. I knew he'd be able to tell I had read his message, but I wanted to let him wait so he'd be eager to take whatever I proposed. When I took a break later in the day I sent him a message and as I'd hoped, he said yes to everything I offered. He seemed to get even more excited when i told him I had another guy guy to fuck him. "Is he poz too?" he asked. "Not sure of his status. that ok?" I replied, not being totally honest. "Yeah, I'm so horny I'll take any dick" he answered. "He likes to do anon fucks. u good with that?" I then asked, trying to add the last part of the puzzle. It took a couple minutes for him to reply and I was starting to get nervous that it would fall apart at the last second. "ok I guess. As long as you're there. Never done anything like that since I've been too scared to get blindfolded with a stranger" he finally sent back. I chuckled to myself, thinking "no strangers this time either." It was about then that I realized that the whole reason I was even trying to set this up was for Cole to watch his dad get bred. A few more texts and we were all set. The next night I went up a little early and met Tim and Cole at the penthouse. We went in and I told them what was planned. "You gotta stay as quiet as you can. If either of you speak, then he'll probably figure out who's here. Got it?" I said, seriously. Both nodded, but I kind of doubt they really heard me over their raging hormones. We moved the mattress over so that Cole would have a good view, I even posed with Tim so that I knew how far I could move around without him having to come out of his hiding spot. When the alarm went off on my watch, I knew I had to head upstairs to meet Cole's dad. He was a couple minutes late and I could see how nervous he was even in the dim light of the rooftop elevator lobby. I reached down and dug into backpack and pulled out a gummy and gave it to him. "Chew on this, it'll get you to chill" I said, knowing the potent little candy would have him mellow in no time. It did it's magic and when I pulled the cloth hood out of the bag all I got was a slow "Oh fuck. You were serious." "Yep, it's gotta be an anonymous fuck. Ready for lights out?" I asked. He nodded and I pulled the spandex hood over his head, aligning the eye and ear patches. I remember when I'd bought the thing the guy in the store had me try on the hood and while I couldn't see a damn thing, the ear patches just muffled sounds. There were nose and mouth openings, so he could breathe easily if I wanted him to. I still had a ball gag in the backpack just in case he got too vocal. After turning him around, I walked him in a zig-zag pattern to get him a little disoriented. We got to the stairwell door and went down the stairs very slowly, partly so he didn't fall and partly to make him forget how many flights we went down. It seemed like an hour but it was only about fifteen minutes and we were walking into the penthouse. Once inside, I pushed a paint can in front of the door to let me know if someone unexpected showed up. I saw some eyes poke out of one of the other bedrooms as I led the dad down the hall to the waiting mattress. In the room, I gave a few commands to see how well he could hear and with little response from him, I gave a tug to his sweat pants. He figured it out and took them the rest of the way off. I tossed them a short ways away and then pulled his tee shirt over his head. I readjusted the hood and got him on his knees on the mattress before I shed my own clothes. He knelt there with his hands behind his back like a good sub, waiting for his next order. I cleared my throat twice, like I had told Tim and Cole earlier as my signal that the fun was about to begin. The folding closet doors slowly opened and Cole was standing there. He gazed at his dad and once he really knew it was him his jaw dropped. Even with his dad hooded, Cole had recognized his naked body. Tim came around the corner, trying to stay as quiet as possible, and stood near Cole. I started by rubbing the tip of my cock over the dad's lips and in less than a second he had his lips and tongue working over my foreskin. The whole scene turned me on and made me start to leak immediately. The sight seemed to be turning Cole and Tim on too, maybe Cole more so. He was rubbing the tent on the front of his shorts while his eyes were glued on to his dad and I. His dad was doing a much better job sucking my dick than he did last time. He was going deeper on his own and getting my cock nice and slick with spit. After putting my hands behind his head and shoving my dick into his throat I heard a raspy "Fuck!" come from Cole. I turned and gave him a scowl followed by a silent "hush" sign. After a few more minutes of sucking and throat fucks, my cock was coated with a combination of spit and throat slime making it ready to get back into the dad's ass. My first breeding hadn't done it's job so hopefully this one would. Holding his head still, I pulled my cock out of his mouth and slapped it across each cheek. The dad let out a soft whimper at the sudden empty feeling but that soon changed when I turned him around and pushed his head down to the mattress. Judging by the stains on it, the mattress was going to give him a slew of smells to breathe in. With him in position, I teased his ass with my slick cock before spreading his ass apart. On our previous fuck, I was a little impatient (which turned out to be a good thing since his wife and kid came home earlier than I think he expected) so I didn't spend much time checking out his ass. Before the spit and shove, this time I spent a moment admiring the tight, almost virgin looking hole. Pulling back my foreskin, I left the head of my cock drooling pre into the crater before hacking up a gob of spit and shooting it over my cock head and his hole. A figure approached slowly and I realized it was Tim with his phone out, capturing the moment of penetration. "No fuckin faces. OK?" I whispered to him menacingly. "Yes, sir" he replied, apologetically and hushed. Behind him, I saw Cole moving a little closer and to his right to get a better look at his dad getting impaled with my poz dick. He had shed his tee and one hand was playing with his tiny left nip and the other rubbing his junk through his shorts. Tim had zoomed in and liked what he saw, based on the bulge in his shorts and tongue licking his lips. Tim and Cole seemed to be almost as impatient as Cole's dad was. I felt him push his ass back but a quick whack on his ass stopped that. I tell a guy when he gets my dick, not some greedy bottom. The pre glistened on the exposed head of my cock. While there wasn't a lot of light, the work lights that the construction guys had left gave us enough to see what we were doing. I waited another minute and then gave a quick stab, jamming my cock just inside the outer ring. "Ah... FUCK!" Cole's dad yelled out and I gave him another hard slap on his ass. I don't know if he heard me telling him to stay quiet or not, but any sound he made from then on was much softer. Another pause and another jab, pushing almost half way in. From the twists from dad's body, I knew he was feeling a lot of pain. And that's what I wanted. If a neg guy knowingly takes an unmedicated poz dick, I think it's the top's duty to make sure the bug has the best chance at claiming another victim. My hands held firm on the dad's hips as I pulled back and then shoved in deeper. His hole was throbbing around my shaft and I repeated the move a couple more times until I felt his furry ass planted against my body. "Fuck yeah" Tim muttered quietly. I looked back and Cole was now naked and stroking his cock while his eyes were glued on me and his dad. Pulling my cock back, I loved how his chute gripped my rod. I made it about three quarters of the way out before I thrust back in and the fuck truly began. The groans from Cole's dad started out sounding a little strident but smoothed out the longer I fucked. My leaking dick made sure I could fuck a while too, the pre lubing up his chute just enough and coating every surface that my cock pressed into. I didn't really want too much lube so he got roughed up and readily accepted my virus. My pace picked up and slowed down to keep it interesting. His body gave a shudder when my cock found his prostate and and it felt damn good. I kept hitting that spot until I finally felt him lose himself in orgasm. The dad's ass ring really clamped down around my cock and after two more jabs my own orgasm started to rise. The shots were strong, hosing down the abused tissue with my potent cream. Both of us moaned in ecstasy as our balls drained themselves. This fuck was easily three times longer than the last one and probably longer. The load was probably twice the size as the previous one I gave him too. Looking to my side, Tim was now totally naked and somewhat patiently waiting his turn. As much as I enjoyed feeling the cum filled hole wrapped around my cock, it was starting to soften and I knew it was time to let Tim have his turn. I slowly withdrew, trying to leave as much cum inside as I could. Moving around to the dad's head, Tim moved in and once again had his phone out, videoing his penetration past the now looser ring and into the toxic pool of cum waiting inside. The moan he let out showed just how much he enjoyed it. I let out a similar moan when the dad's tongue started to lap at my cock. In these situations, my cock never gets completely soft and when it starts getting attention like the dad was giving, it perks right back up. I let Tim get into a good rhythm before I moved closer and started to spitroast the dad. Tim even grabbed a shot going from his fuck to my blowjob. After a short while, I needed a break and pulled my cock from the dad's warm mouth and let him lap at my balls for several seconds before standing up. Cole had moved closer, but was still jerking his cock while he watched his dad take the second poz dick of the night. I had wondered if his comment at the gangbang was just talk or whether he really did want to watch me fuck his dad. He really seemed into it when I asked and so here we are. Sometimes fantasy is much better than reality, but judging by his actions he was enjoying it. I was too and I hoped my next move wouldn't ruin it. I walked over and stood behind Cole, wrapping my arms around his chest. My semi-hard dick was pointing down, nestling between his firm ass cheeks. "Don't cum yet" I whispered into his ear. Cole nodded his head. He seemed nervous and got even more so when I walked him even closer to Tim and his dad. Dad was totally into getting fucked by an unseen stranger and would rock himself back onto the cock that was fucking him. "Swap spots with Tim when I give the signal" I whispered to Cole. He shook his head side to side vigorously telling me that he didn't want to fuck. "Trust me. You'll never get this chance again" I whispered. The shake of his head wasn't as strong but he still wordlessly said 'no'. My mind whirled as I tried to think of a way to get him to be part of pozzing his dad. I didn't have much time since Tim was looking like he was right at the brink. I crouched down a little and pressed my cock up to Cole's twink hole. He started to make a sound and I quickly covered his mouth as I pushed in harder and breached the entrance. I heard him quietly grunt followed by a long moan. Pushing in deeper and then pulling back, I felt him work my shaft with his ass muscles. This innocent looking twink was no stranger to taking dick and was considerably better at it than his dad. Giving him two more half length thrusts, I whispered in his ear "I want this ass all to myself soon. Now get ready to take Tim's place." Cole gave my cock a firm squeeze and then nodded yes. I felt him moan into my hand as I pulled my cock out of his ass. My hand caressed his smooth butt and I briefly wondered if he'd eventually get hairy like his dad. Kneeling down in front of his dad's face, I presented my cock again and just like before he eagerly took it back in his mouth, unknowingly tasting his son's ass. Tim and I exchanged glances and I then shook my head 'no' to tell him not to cum just yet. His expression told me he understood but was very close. Motioning with my hands, I told them to swap. Holding on to the dad's head, I watched Tim pull out and Cole's rigid cock go in. Cole was stifling himself from making any sounds but slid quickly into his dad. He went to grab his father's hips and then quickly pulled his hands back, not wanting to give his dad any clues as to who was entering him now. His fuck started slowly, with each stroke getting longer until he was plowing the full length. At first, his eyes were wide open and the expression was one of shock but the longer he fucked it began to change. Next it became pleasure and then the snarl took over. It was then that I knew he realized he was going to pump his viral load into a hungry neg pussy. His dad's neg pussy. Tim braced his shoulders which allowed Cole to fuck harder. I let him go on for a few more minutes and then motioned for them to swap again. Cole didn't seem too happy, but backed away and let Tim shove back in. This time, he was only on one knee and used the position to drive harder into the dad's stretched pussy. Tim gave me a scowl and I knew he wasn't going to pull out again without dumping his toxic spunk inside. With his attention turned back on his fuck, Tim's face showed the determination he had. As I throat fucked the dad, I wondered what turned Tim on more - raw fucking a guy or the thought of pozzing his friend's dad. His hands gripped the dad's hips tight as he thrust in one more time and unleashed his pent up load. I couldn't see Cole right way, but then realized he was on his hands and knees behind Tim, videoing the insemination. I always love watching those vids where you can see the hopefully poz load getting pumped through a guy's cock and into an unsuspecting neg hole. Tim's orgasm was about as quiet as they come. What he didn't verbalize was wildly gestured and while the growl was almost silent it ended with a very satisfied looking grin. For his part, the dad let out a protracted moan around my cock when he felt another load getting pumped into his gut. Cole stroked his cock while he bent over and licked Tim's cock once he was out of the dad. Three licks was all he gave before assuming the same position Tim had been in. One knee down, the other foot flat on the mattress and a hard shove into the sloppy, cum filled hole. I felt the dad grunt around my shaft when he went in, so I knew he felt it. Cole wasted no time fucking his dad again. There was no hesitation this time and as a guy I understood. Once you start fucking it consumes every thought and action until you blow your load. I expected Cole to throw a half dozen thrusts and then empty his balls, but he kept fucking. Maybe he was more of a top than I gave him credit for. He kept going for several minutes until I heard a repressed grunt followed by another and another. Tim was videoing, just like Cole had for his breeding and looked hot with his ass up in the air and head down capturing the moment that the dad took his third toxic load of the night. Cole's orgasm lasted a lot longer than the last time I saw him cum in the hotel room with the chaser. I wondered if he was getting more comfortable breeding guys with his potent jizz or if pozzing his dad really took him to another level. Once again, I got a contented moan around my cock from the dad. Holding his head, I backed away again and stood up, walking back to take my second turn on the father's doomed ass. I had been edging for a while as the dad nursed on my cock and knew that this would be a quick fuck. With Cole out of the way, I crouched down and placed my hand between the dad's shoulder blades. Leaning forward, his arms collapsed and his head was buried into the mattress. I almost wanted to piss on the mattress next to his face to give him something else to sniff, but my cock was already occupied. A hard shove left me balls deep in his hole, my cock bathed in a pool of toxic spooge. The dad cried out "Oh FUCK!" again, now that his mouth wasn't full of hard flesh. There's something about that position that makes me fuck harder. While I don't consider myself a Dom or a Master, I do think of myself as an Alpha and most everyone else is a beta or lower to be used for my pleasure. The dad's grunts got louder the longer I pounded him until I gave a light slap to his head. That quieted him down until he turned his head and started growling and yelling into the mattress which muffled his cries quite well. I looked over and Tim was just finishing up cleaning Cole's cum covered dick. As he stood up, Cole pulled him in for a kiss, first licking the cum off Tim's chin fur and then digging his tongue into Tim's mouth. After ten or so minutes, my thrusts started to get a little ragged as I fought off shooting my second load of the night. The dad had done a good job so far handling some far from gentle fucking and I was ready to give him a fresh load of charged seed. When I started grunting, both Tim and Cole stopped their snogging and groping and turned to watch. Tim muttered out a quiet "oh fuck!" and grabbed his phone and assumed his position under me to video another injection of poz cum. My hand slipped down and mashed the dad's head even further into the mattress as I gave a few more slams into his well abused cunt. My load pumped deep into his chute and I knew it was going to take a while for it to drain out. More fertile tissue to accept my strain. Tim kept the phone in his hand and got some closeups of the abused, dripping hole before he dove back in with his cock. With Tim back pounding the dad again, I grinned at Cole and pushed him to his knees. He knew what to do and was lapping at my shaft and balls quickly. Tim was churning the cum inside the dad, who was now back on all fours, and Cole was licking any stray cum that he could find on me. We were going like that for several minutes when I heard the sound I was dreading all night. Cole froze and I backed away from him and walked over and pulled on my basketball shorts. I looked over and Tim kept fucking but at a much slower pace and looked at me a little worried. I walked down the hall back into the main area of the penthouse and saw one of the doormen standing there. Gordon was a thin black guy in his mid 40's, a couple inches shorter than me and had always seemed like he would be the first guy to run if there was ever any trouble. "What the..." was all he got out when I raised my finger to my mouth to quiet him down. I slowly approached him, trying to not appear too aggressive. "It's all good. Just needed a quiet place to throw down some dick" I said in a hushed tone. He looked at me curiously, like I had piqued his interest and gave me a slight smile. I took a chance and then said "I'm not sure it's your scene but you can have a go if ya want." I led him back to the bedroom and Tim was still slow-fucking the dad. I glanced around and didn't see Cole anywhere but noticed the closet door was shut. "Damn, boy... I thought you was just a cocksuckin' fag" Gordon said quietly to Tim. I smiled, knowing that Gordon must be the one that Tim had hooked with. I moved behind him and rested my hands on his shoulders. Leaning in, I whispered "Wanna tap that pussy? It's good and juicy" into Gordon's ear. "I don't fuck dudes, man... just a quick blow from a fag when my woman's not puttin' out" he replied. "Come on, give it a shot. You might be surprised how good it feels. No one's gonna know and we're not gonna talk" I said, giving his shoulders a slight squeeze and helping him take off his uniform jacket. I hung it over a nearby ladder and when I turned back he had his shoes and pants off. Tim picked up his pace until he was slammed all the way into the dad, pumping his poison into the dad's sloppy hole. Next, I took Gordon's pants, shirt and loosened tie and hung them over the jacket. Gordon closely watched Tim breed the unknown guy, rubbing himself hard. Even after Tim had pulled out, he stood there tugging on his junk. The grin on Tim's face went from ear to ear and he walked over to Gordon and sunk to his knees. With hands on each side of his white briefs, he pulled them down like I'm sure he had done many times before. Tim cradled the partially hard cock with his tongue, letting it sit there a moment as it grew. With my basketball shorts back on the floor, I went over and started fingering the dad's hole until Gordon was ready to fuck. Tim wrapped his lips around the plump eight inches of Gordon's shaft. He worked it like a pro and it was clear that he knew what things Gordon liked from a blowjob. After a few minutes, Tim pulled off, licked a finger and then simultaneously sucked the cock back down and fingered Gordon's tight ass. Gordon's head was tilted back and his eyes were closed, enjoying yet another of Tim's blowjobs. It wasn't for long, though, and Tim wasn't going to end up with load of cum in his mouth. Tim stopped and stood back up, guiding Gordon over to the mattress. I moved away, wondering if the dad had any clue as to what was going on. Tim's hand was wrapped around Gordon's cock and he lined it up to the dad's pussy. Tim let go, whispered something to Gordon and then gave a light push to the small of Gordon's back. From there, he knew what to do. He may have been hesitant, but after he felt that sloppy hole wrapped around his dick, he drilled like a seasoned ass-fucking veteran. I doubted he had ever had fucked a pussy with that many loads in it before, and I hoped it wasn't going to turn him off. He kept fucking, with grunts and groans as he churned up the toxic swill inside the dad's gut and unknowingly coating his shaft with it. He began to fuck harder after about five minutes and then gave a few quick strokes before letting out a loud growl that echoed around the empty room. Looking down, I saw Tim on his back, videoing the action while trying to catch the dripping cum into his mouth. I knew where his priorities were and doubted any of the video would be worth watching. Anyone who's watched a straight guy fuck his first guy will know what happened next. The freakout was quick and wild. Once the orgasm was over, Gordon realized what he'd just done. He pulled out fast, grabbed his shorts and uniform and was running out of the bedroom fast. He must have dressed quickly in the main living area of the penthouse because all we heard was "Lock up when you leave and if you tell anyone, you're dead!" right before the front door clicked shut. I slid back into the dad and fucked a few more minutes but realized my balls were spent. I looked over and saw Tim and Cole putting their clothes back on and giving a quick wave as they too headed to the front door. "Oh fuck... I don't think I can take any more" the dad said breathlessly. I chuckled but was impressed that he'd made it that long without complaint. I reached down and dislodged one of the earpads so he could hear and said "Yeah, I'm done too." With my cock out of his swollen, loose hole, cum was dripping out. I pulled a plug out of my backpack and pushed it into him, sealing the remaining juices inside. I kind of wished that Tim or Cole had stuck around to lick the cum off his ass and balls before I got him back into his sweat pants. He'd be showering and doing a quick load of laundry soon, anyway. With him dressed again, I walked him down the hall to the elevator bank and positioned him facing into the back corner of the car. I told him to close his eyes and then pulled the hood off of his head. "Count to twenty and then open your eyes" I said as I pushed 19 on the panel and got back into the hallway just as the doors started to shut. I went back to the penthouse and made sure it looked just like it did when we got there almost two hours earlier. The mattress had a few wet spots but I doubt anyone would notice. I flicked off the lights, locked the door and put the key back under the mat before taking the stairs down to my place. The next day I went for a walk and saw Gordon at desk inside the front doors. "Did ya have fun?" I asked quietly. His eyes got big and his jaw dropped open. "Oh man, that was crazy" he said, looking to make sure no one else was near. "I haven't been in a pussy with that many loads since some Navy buddies and I hired a hooker one weekend when I was a young un on leave" he said, clearly getting a little aroused. "Good. Ya gotta let loose sometimes. Can't keep the animal caged forever. And... no need to be embarrassed about it. No one else is gonna find out. " I replied and started to turn away, but turned back and leaned in. "Any time you wanna see what its like, I'd love to take that hot ass for a ride."

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.”

I'm a son who has had his dick sucked by his dad, but I was 30 at the time so I could give full understanding consent. I wanted to suck my dads cock at a much younger age.

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

6. Dance with the Devil "Those boots do great things for your ass," Jon said. He was walking down the hall, now fully dressed with a dark red harness, a matching cod piece, and a pair of aggressive motorcycle boots. His chest was airbrushed lightly in red, and there was a bit of devil make-up as well. He was hot. "Thank you," I stammered. I was trying not to stare too much. I would sell my soul to have him fuck me. Jon turned to Leo. "You want to find Cal in the kitchen. He'll want the supplies. I'll take our boy?" "Right on," Leo said. "Head's in the clouds," he said, as he gently pushed me towards Jon. I was a bit scared. I was high and very horny, and I wasn't sure I wanted Jon to know that about me. "Breed him?" Jon asked. He grabbed on to front of my harness and pulled me towards him. "Got Leo's load in you?" he whispered. "Yeah, he does," Leo said. "He's got a hungry hole." I blushed, but Jon just leaned in and kissed me. As we kissed, his free hand reached around and started to explore my hole. "Wet," he said, before continuing kissing me. I was wet, and his finger pressed in easily. "Hot," he said. He pulled his finger out. "Plenty of time for that later," he said, and motioned for me to follow him. I followed him; he took me to the living room. There was a small dance floor set up, looking out over the Hollywood Hills, with the sign in the distance. There were maybe ten men on the dance floor, about a third of them younger guys, like me. The rest were muscular older men like Jon. They were all in various stages of costume and dress, although everyone was in some degree of leather. I was staring at one boy. He had goat horns, and a pentagram painted on his chest. He looked familiar, but he was blindfolded. Despite not being able to see, he was still bent over as a leather-clad, muscular half-man, half-robot fucked him. Finally, I recognized it was Seth. "Yeah," Jon said, noticing my sudden shock. "He's a hungry boy. Just like you." He pulled me close to him, as I watched Seth get fucked. "And that's JP," he said, pointing out the Borg fucking Seth. "Not that Seth cares who fucks him." "Hi," a soft voice said beside me. I turned, and saw a tall, skinny, furry boy. The only thing he had on was a pair of heavy leather boots. "Oh, great. This is James, our G-boy," Jon said. "Aren't you, James?" "Yeah," he said. "What do you want?" "Kenta's probably due for .8. And I'll do 1.2," Jon said. "And you need to do some as well." The music was deep, and thumping, but it was still easy to talk. "So, .8, 1.2, and 1.4," James said. "Perfect," Jon answered, and turned his attention back to me. I was starting to sway in time with the beat, feeling the animal power of the music. "You wanna dance with the devil?" I looked over Jon. I noticed he had99 written over his stomach. I couldn't remember it if had always been there. Below it was a biohazard tattoo. Everything seemed suddenly so dangerous. There were warning signs, but it was also still a Halloween party. There was nothing to be scared of. "Yeah," I said. "I'd love to." "Good," Jon said. He grabbed my by the harness again, and pulled me onto the dance floor. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Seth. He was still bent over and blindfolded, but JP-as-the-Borg had disappeared, and there was now a man in greasy coveralls fucking him. Jon spun me around, my back against his chest, and wrapped a thick arm around, holding me in place. There were maybe ten or twelve men dancing. The area wasn't that big, so we were all pressed together. Most of the men had little more than a piece or two of leather on. It accentuated their muscles and their strength. There were a few boys like me, younger, smooth, and slim. Each had found an older man or two, and had the distinctive dance of a boy being fucked. "Like what you see?" Jon whispered into my ear. I felt his leather cod piece rub up against my hole. "Yeah," I whispered, just loudly enough for him to hear. The entire situation seemed both impossible and inevitable. There were so many men, so many erect members, and we were all there for sex. "It's really hot." "Let's get this out of the way," Jon said. He reached down and pulled off the cod piece. His stuck out straight, erect, and like a heat-seeking missile, homed in on my hole. "Feels wet," he whispered in my ear. "How many men have been up there?" "Two," I said. "Just Seth and Leo." "Slow start," Jon said. "We need to get that hole dripping." His cockhead was pressed against me. But he was moving in precise alignment with me. Each time I tried to slide his tool in, he would pull back just enough to keep me unsatisfied. "Let me fuck you," he said. "I can do this for us." "Please," I begged. "Fuck me" I was staring at all the boys around me, all of them with a thick daddy dick in their hole, each one taking the older man's fluids, begging for the relative stranger's cum. "Fuck me," I repeated. The boy next to me was grunting the same thing. "As you want," Jon said, and pressed his cock into me. He was big, but not too big. After Seth and Leo, he slid in easily, and although I gasped, it was just the pleasure of being penetrated. He didn't bother to slow down in response. It was both scary and hot, knowing that his first priority was his own pleasure. "That what you want boy?" he asked. "Hard, raw dad cock in your hole?" "Please. Fuck me," I grunted. Jon's bare cock was what I had been fantasizing about for the past week, and now it was inside me. I couldn't believe it was happening. "Of course boy," he said. "You feel good on the inside." "You feel good inside me." "I like this," he said, sliding his dick in and out of my hole. "It's good to be inside you." We fucked for a bit, just enjoying the warmth and connection between us. Finally, Jon continued. "Seth said you were on Prep." "Yeah," I said. I didn't want to think about this. It didn't matter. I took a drug, and it made everything fine. "Uh. He told me too. That you're, uh." I stumbled. It was hard to think, but I knew that this was something I need to ask. "You're poz." "Yeah." He didn't say anything else. It was a statement of undeniable fact. "But," I started. His cock was buried in my hole, and I didn't want him to pull out. Nor did I want him to put a condom on. I loved how intimate this felt, even if we had only known each other for a few minutes. "But. I'm on prep," I said. "That means it doesn't matter, right?" "No. It doesn't matter now, does it?" Jon said. He pulled out, so just his dickhead was in my ass. The music shifted. The beat was lower and slower. I felt my heart beating in sync with the music. My head was spinning, my hole was hungry, and I just wanted dick. It was probably only a second or two, but it felt like eternity before Jon relented and pressed his dick back into me. "Fuck," he said. "Love feeling that cum in you." We fucked for a few minutes, long enough for the song to change. Then, in front of me was James. He had three plastic cups with some orange juice in it. He handed me one, then one to Jon, and he kept one for himself. "Cheer," Jon said. "To a night of partying." "To a night of playing," James said. "Drink up," he said. "Do it like a shot," he whispered to me. The three of us downed the orange juice, all of us in a single swallow. I could taste a bitter flavor. I remembered the G that Seth had given me earlier. I was getting re-dosed. "So good," James said. He leaned in and kissed me. His tongue tasted like the juice-drug mixture, and I was momentarily worried I was getting an extra dose. But James's furry body felt so good pressed against me, and I quickly forgot about anything I was supposed to be concerned about. "You're hot," he said, running his hands over my body. "Isn't he?" Jon said. "I just want to fuck him all night long." "All night?" James asked, a bit nervously. "Don't worry," Jon said. "I've got enough cum for both of you." "Thank you," James said. "I know how you like it." "You do," Jon said. He smiled, and leaned over my shoulder to kiss James. "Leo's around. Get yourself in the mood, and get some more cock?" "Yes sir," James said. My hole twitched when he called Jon "Sir." I had seen it in videos, but it had always been staged and flat. But when James said it, it had the respect and fear that I had jerked off imagining. He gave me one last kiss. "You're going to have fun tonight," he said. Although there were only fifteen or twenty guys on the floor, the light was dim, and there was a bit of a haze in the room. I could smell the familiar sweetness of weed, but also the scent of the crystal. It seemed like everybody was getting high tonight. "He's another hungry boy," Jon said. He kept his cock in my ass. "He'll be out searching for someone to fuck him." He rubbed his beard against my neck and nibbled on my ear. "At least you have mine." He reached down and grabbed the jockstrap's pouch. My dick was still stubbornly soft, despite how turned-on I was. "Tina dick," Jon said. "This has never happened to me," I said. "Don't worry about it," Jon replied. "It's pretty common. I took a viagra earlier. But you. You've already got a thick, hard cock. It's just fucking you." "Oh fuck," I moaned again. Jon's cock was incredibly stiff inside me. It was like someone was ramming a steel dildo into my ass, and despite the discomfort, I was in sex heaven. The discomfort may have even been a factor in how happy I was. I was thinking about the way James had said Sir earlier. Thinking about how in the moment, I would do anything that Jon asked me to do. "Please. Fuck me." "Hell yeah. Looking forward to getting this hole a few times tonight," he said. He pushed me forward slightly, so I was bent over. The shift in position gave Jon an opening, and another inch of his dick slid into me. "Fuuuuuck," I moaned. In front of me a camouflaged jock strap suddenly appeared. Jon gave a sudden thrust, and my head jerked downwards. He was wearing a pair of black paratrooper boots. Jon pulled out, and this time my head was yanked back. He had a thick, muscular body, and his chest was covered n light brown fur. I could see the colorful tattoos across his body. But mostly, I stared at the belt of ammo slung across his chest. "Ohhh fuuuuck," I moaned, as Jon continued to pound my hole. The stranger watched me for several seconds. "This the new boy Seth's been talking about?" he finally said. "Yeah," Jon said. "This is Kenta. Kenta, say hello to Sarge." "Hi, Sarge," I managed to say, before he grabbed my head in his hands, and pulled me in for a kiss. "You're gonna be so much fun," he said, finally releasing his grip on me. He turned back to Jon. "Fire in the hole?" he asked. "Not yet. You wanna do the honors?" "Sure." Jon slammed his cock back into me all the way. This time, though, he held it. "You're gonna go with Sarge. He's going to get you to the next level." I nodded. "You wanna get to the next level?" Sarge stared at me, smiled, and then reached down to adjust his jockstrap. It was already straining against his cock. "Yeah," I started. "The next level. But. Your load." "Don't worry. You're gonna get several of my loads. Just, just I like a hole that's been a bit more, how do you say?" He paused for a moment, then leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Used."

4. The Skeleton's Pipe "Come on," Seth said, motioning for me to follow him. I was still stuck in the sling, and I didn't have any idea how I got out of it. I did my best, and managed to climb out with some grace. Jon was watching me and smiling. He had gotten rid of the tank top; his muscles were now framed by a dark maroon leather harness. His muscles and face were highlighted with red now. He still looked like a devil, and the transformation was stunning. I would have gladly sold my soul just for the briefest taste of his cock. "You're really hot," he said. I stood up from the sling, and under Jon's careful gaze, my knees buckled and I fell on my ass. "Here," he said, offering me his hand. He was trying not to smile. I grabbed it, and he pulled me back up, and right up against him. His body was hard and hairy and warm, and I loved how it felt pressed against me. "We're going to have so much fun today," he said, before leaning in and giving me a long kiss. "Leo?" Seth asked; he was a little annoyed by Jon's flirting with me. "Yes," Jon said, breaking off the kiss. He turned to me. "So much fun," he said, before turning back to Seth. "He's in the library. Told him to get comfortable." "How many are we expecting tonight?" "Maybe twenty," Jon said. "I'll get enough," Seth said. "Sounds good." Jon finally released me, gave me a slap on the ass, and pointed me towards Seth. I followed Seth; he hadn't bothered to put on any clothes; I was a bit self conscious of wearing little more than a jockstrap. Although, the way my hole was twitching for more dick was far more embarrassing to me. "Here," Seth said, stopping in front of an old, heavy oak door. He saw me staring at it. "JP saw it in France, and had to have it. Anyway, Leo's really cool. You'll like him." He opened the door; it was even thicker than I expected. The room was dimly lit, and lined with books. In the middle was a large table, surrounded by leather chairs. In one corner, was another leather sofa and armchair, along with the seemingly ubiquitous small bar. Sitting on the sofa was a human skeleton. "Damn," Seth said. The skeleton got up; as he moved, I realized he just had a drawing of a skeleton done in black across his skin. I could see the slight bleed of the ink on the skin; it was just a costume. "That's amazing." "I know," the skeleton said. He was nearly six feet tall, and had a hairy chest, and with a light brown goatee. He was wearing a jock strap although I could see the outline of a thick dickhead through the fabric. "A customer is an artist and did it for me in exchange for a teener." "It's really hot," Seth said. "This is Kenta," he continued, pushing me forward to Leo. "He's a new friend of ours. And Kenta, this is Leo, a long time friend of ours." "In other words," Leo started, smiling. "I'm their dealer. Pleased to meet you." He looked me over. I tried not to blush as he spun me around, and stared at my ass. "And I'm very happy to meet you," he said. He turned to Seth. "He parties?" "Just starting out," Seth said. Leo had grabbed my ass, and I had arched my back. It was almost a reflexive reaction; ad it felt like the right thing to do. I wanted to show off my ass to Leo. Seth chuckled, and continued. "He likes you." "He's a nice one." Leo turned me back around. "You like to blow clouds?" he asked. "Blow clouds?" I asked. I had seen that in guy's profiles online. But I had never asked what it meant. "You've never partied with tina before, have you?" Seth asked. "Tina? No." I felt like a prude in front of these men. "But I could try?" I asked. He two men smiled as I said it, and I knew it was the right thing to do. I hadn't chickened out in front of them. "That's the spirit," Leo said. He sat back down and patted the sofa next to him. "Join me. I'll get you started. Then, if you like it, we can do some more." I got on to the sofa. The skeleton ink on Leo's face was a bit unnerving. It was both scary and exciting, a bit like the entire night had been. "And you?" Leo asked, turning to Seth. "What's the day's order?" "How much for fifty?" "Two point five," Leo replied. From his backpack, he had pulled out a cigar torch, and a long pipe made out of clear glass. At one end was a sphere with a small opening at the top. "This is a glass pipe," Leo said to me. "1750," Seth replied. "Two," Leo said to Seth. "Done. Let me get that for you." "And this one, he'll be on the house." "Perfect," Seth said. "You take care of him." Seth walked to a back corner of the library, walking through a shelf of books weirdly ajar. "Watch," Leo said. "And then I'm going to shot gun you." I nodded. I had done a shot gun a few times with my ex-boyfriend. It was a good excuse to make out. Leo held the torch under the pipe. "Keep the bowl low. And not too hot," he said. The white crystals in the bowl began to melt, and quickly, the bowl filled with a thick white cloud. "And then, slowly inhale," he said, as he put the pipe to his lips. He inhaled, always letting the bowl stay full. His body shuddered as the drugs filled his lungs. I was scared. The evening was going faster and further than I had expected, but, at the same time, it felt great. Jon, JP, Cal, Seth, and now Leo, they were all hot men, and I wanted each of them inside me. Now, one of them was offering me a hit of some new drug. I hadn't thought to ask what it really was, before he leaned, pressed his lips against mine, and exhaled. I took his hit. There was a slight chemical taste to it, and maybe a trace of bitterness. But then his tongue pressed into my mouth, and I could only taste his tobacco residue. It didn't matter. I wanted anything he gave me, from the diaphanous cloud soaking into my lungs, to his tongue, and hopefully soon his cock. "Now hold it for a second," he said, as he broke off the kiss. He hadn't given me the whole hit; he immediately exhaled a thick cloud. He reached down with one hand and adjusted himself. "God damn. This stuff makes me so horny." My empty, hungry asshole twitched in agreement. I had done only one hit of the drug, but already, I felt my mind racing. Before I did the hit, I was horny. Now, sexual pleasure defined my very being. All I wanted was to fuck, and I had to fuck as many men as possible. "You can exhaled," Leo said. "I can tell. You really like that?" I exhaled the hit. It seemed small compared to what Leo had just exhaled. "That's a good beginning," Leo said, acknowledging just how little I had done. "Now it's time for one on your own." Before I could say anything, he stuck the pipe in my mouth. "Let it first warm up," he said. He held the torch under the bowl, and it quickly crackled and smoked from the heat. "Now, inhale slowly. Don't stop until I tell you too." I followed his instructions, letting the thick cloud fill my lungs. I had felt really comfortable and connected earlier, and now this was making me feel sleazy and slutty. Getting fucked by Leo was inevitable, and I welcomed it. "Keep on," Leo said, pushing me on only my second hit. Finally, Leo pulled the torch away. He let me inhale for a few more seconds, and then took the pipe. "Hold it," he said, before sticking the pipe in his own mouth, and inhaled. We both held our hits for a while, savoring how the chemical was making us feel. "That's good," he finally said, and we exhaled. "How do you feel?" he asked me. "Really good," I said. It was hard not to play with myself. I was so horny all of a sudden. "Really, really horny." "That's natural," he said. He was playing with his bulge again. "Nothing gets me harder than a bit of crystal." "Crystal?" I asked. "Yeah. Tina. Crystal. Same thing," Leo said. I had heard about crystal. It was a horrible drug that would wreck your life. But that was nothing like what I was feeling. This wasn't what people had told me, and now I wasn't sure what to think. Leo helped me think. "Want one more hit?" he asked. "I'm going to do one." "Sure," I said. We repeated the same ritual, Leo with the lighter, me with the pipe. It felt good. So did the second one we did right after that. "Fuck," I finally managed. I had been rubbing my dick through the jockstrap. I was really turned on, but yet, my dick was stubbornly soft. Leo noticed. "Yeah. Tina-dick. It happens. Don't worry about it." I was leaning back a bit, arching my back so I could play with my hole. "Can I?" Leo asked, as he reached down and ran a finger around my hole. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. "Fuck," I repeated. He was teasing my hole, and pressing his finger, before pulling it back out. "See you've already been fucked," he said. He held up his finger; I could see a glob of white spunk at the tip. He licked it up. He savored the sperm, then smiled. "Yeah. Seth," he said. "Fuck I want to get inside you." He reached down and pulled his dick out. It was at least as thick as Seth's cock, and an inch longer. I was glad that Seth had opened me up. "Another hit," he said. "Before you take this." "Yeah," I said. "Please." "Get on my lap first," Leo said. He helped me get in to position. I was kneeling over him, and the tip of his cock was just brushing against my hole. It tickled my hole. I tried to lower myself onto his dick, but although it was plenty hard enough, Leo grabbed and stopped me. "Not yet. Let's do a hit." He put the pipe in my mouth, and held the torch under the bowl. It heated quickly. "Now," he said. I inhaled like he had taught me, slow and steady, letting the thick clouds fill my lungs. "That's it. It's gonna feel really good." I sucked a bit more, then he took the pipe from me. "Hold that while I do my hit." Leo took several long draws on the pipe, as I held my breath. "Now," he said. I exhaled. Leo grabbed my waist, and just as had emptied my lungs, pressed his lips against mine. He exhaled his hit into me; I was so starved for oxygen that I took it. At the very same time, Leo was pressing his cock into me. I tried to gasp, but he still had his lips against mine. His cock filled me up. He was thick and hard, and there was a bit of discomfort as I struggled to get used to it. But then the most recent hits of crystal started to kick in. It reminded me how much I loved getting fucked, and how good it felt to be finally fucking raw. It was hard to reconcile how good I was feeling with all the messages I had gotten growing up. Sex felt amazing. Crystal was amazing. Bareback was safe. Plus, dear god, bareback felt so much better. There was no way I could have taken Leo with a rubber. But raw, it was like a dream. Finally, Leo released his lips from mine. I immediately exhaled, and it was a thick white cloud of crystal. "Fuck," I moaned, as Leo's curly brown pubes tickled my ass. "Fuck," I repeated. "Hell yeah," Leo said. We kissed. His bushy goatee was surprisingly soft against my face. "Hot hole." He slid out a few inches, then pressed back in. In the quiet of the library, I hear Seth's sperm slosh around Leo's dick. "Well," Seth suddenly said. I turned, and he was standing there with a thick envelope. He was stroking his dick with his other hand. "Looks like you guys are getting to know each other." "Yeah," Leo said. "Fucking hot hole." "And wet, sounds like," Seth said. "Oh, yeah," Leo said. He slid his dick another inch into me. My toes were curling in pleasure; I didn't care that the host of the party was watching me get fucked by a guest. I didn't care that I was blindingly high. I didn't care it was the second raw cock I had taken. I just loved that I was getting fucked. "He's hungry." "Yeah. Hey. I've gotta deal with something. It's all here. And you give the boy what he needs." He put the envelope on top of Leo's backpack, then leaned in and kissed me. "I'll be back soon enough. You and Leo have a good time." "Yeah," I said. I turned back to Leo, who was smiling at me. "I know what you need," he said, as Seth stepped out of the library, and closed the door behind him. "Just fuck me," I said. I clenched my ass around his cock. It felt like it was meant to be there. "Another hit, and a then good, hard fucking," he said. "Please," I said. "Just give it to me."

FF has become my favorite playtimes..yes, fucking and sucking is fun...and haveing your dick explode as you have orgasm is fun but, as I continue FF, I yearn for being stretched and feeling a man play with my inner sphincters....I love the feel of assgasms! It's a different experience all together....and once you are in the zone mentally, it becomes a spiritual moment. FFuckers know that experience I speak of..... the best experience I had was two years ago...the guy I was playing with started by letting his arm rest in me...as I relaxed and got used to his arm...he then slowly started playing with the interior of my ass and telling me that at this moment time has stopped and not to rush the experience....we played for hours and the highlight was that he was able to go past his elbow...I could feel my insides just open up for him....no pain...no thrusting or sharp movements...just his arm moving and making love to my guts....the assgasm I felt was an out of body experience.

3. Sling Sex "Now," Jon said, taking the glasses from each of us, "What were you thinking?" he asked Seth. "He's so cute and boyish," Seth said. Jon had dealt with the glasses, and was now right in front of me. I looked up at him. With the beard and eyeliner, he looked like a kindly old devil with seductive, dangerous ideas. I kissed Jon. Seth continued. "I knew the moment I saw him." "I think I know," Jon said, breaking off the kiss. "What?" I asked. I had know idea what they had planned for me. "Peter Pan," Seth said. I blushed. It wasn't the first time I had been accused of not quite growing up. I was about to protest, but Seth reached down, and pulled down my sweat pants. "Nice underwear," Jon said. "The blue looks good on you." "Too bad it has to come off," Seth said. He pushed it down, and my dick sprang free. "Hard already, huh?" I was staring at Jon, and he was smiling, waiting for my answer. "Yeah," I said, nodding. "Me too," Jon said. He reached down and pulled his sweats open. I looked down. His dick was as hard as mine was, but was nearly twice as big: both in length and girth. "It's going to be a fun night." Seth had disappeared for a moment, and I could feel the cool air against my ass. Jon reached down and grabbed my ass cheeks, before leaning in and kissing me again. "One more lost boy, needing a daddy?" he whispered in my ear. His breath was warm, yet I still shivered in excitement. "Please," I said. "Let's not rush it," he said. I heard Seth re-appear. "And I'm sure Seth wants to get you in costume first." I turned; he had random bits of fabric and leather draped over his arms, and was holding a pair of dark green suede boots. "Although you're plenty fine naked, let's get you dressed again," Seth said. He handed me a jock strap, and then a pair of green knee-high socks. After the socks, he helped me into the green boots. They fit surprisingly well, although I hadn't realized just how much of a heel they had. "Look," Seth said, as I stumbled slightly trying to walk in them. He pointed at a large mirror against one wall. In just a pair of green boots and a green jockstrap, I looked less like Peter Pan and more like a horny boy. "The boots make your ass look amazing." I turned slightly and looked. I had a small, but muscular ass. Framed by the jock, I hoped it made Jon and Seth want to fuck me. "One more thing," Jon said, as he came up behind me. "Hand above your head," he said. I put my hands above my head, and he worked a leather harness over them. The straps were warm against my skin, although the hardware was still a bit cold. I loved feeling Jon's fingers against my skin as he adjusted the straps, tightening the leather around my body. "That's perfect," he finally said. I looked again. The leather was deep hunter green, with black accents. It perfectly complimented the jockstrap and boots. "Yeah. That's really good," Seth said. "I'll say," Jon said. He looked at his watch. "Fuck," he said. "I've got to deal with my costume now." He turned back to me, grabbed the harness strap across my chest, and yanked me to him. He gave me a long kiss. "Don't worry. I've already got plans for you later." As soon as Jon released me, Seth grabbed the back of the harness, and pulled me back to him. He wrapped an arm around me, and I could feel his dick pressing against my exposed ass. Jon turned around at the door. He smiled. "Be good, boys," he said. "I'm sure Kenta is very good," Seth said. He rubbed his bulge against my ass. "Very good indeed," he whispered in to my ear, before turning me around. "We'll have plenty of time," Seth said. "And I've been looking forward to this for the entire week." We kissed again. Somehow, Seth seemed to take off his tank top without breaking our kiss. His sweats were the next thing to come off. Underneath, he had a black jockstrap, and his cock was straining against the pouch. We kissed again, as Seth rubbed his dick against me. I kept on trying to find reasons to be nervous or scared, but I couldn't. We were all adults, and we were all men. We were horny, but that was completely natural. Seth finally broke off the kiss. "How do you like it? The leather?" "It feels good. Warm. Strong." "You look good in it," Seth said. He stepped away, and took another look, carefully checking me out. I felt self-conscious, but I also loved being the object of his attention. "Very good," he said. He motioned me to follow him as he headed to the sling. "You ever been in a sling before?" he asked. "No," I said. "Want to try it?" he asked. "Yeah," I said. I felt warm, comfortable, and safe. There was no reason not to try it. "How do I do it?" "Just lean back, and sort of fall in," Seth said. He was standing in front of me, and as I tipped back, he grabbed my legs, spreading them wide. The leather was a bit cold at first, but it quickly warmed up next to my body. Seth put my legs into stirrups, so that my ass was spread open and completely exposed. "This feels good," I said. It did. I was on display, and I wanted Seth to take advantage of it. "Really good." "This is just the start." Seth knelt down, and pressed his face into my ass. He ran his tongue around the edge of my hole, and I thought I was going to die of pleasure. I tried not to squirm as he rimmed me, but the sensory overload was intense. "Oh fuck, fuck, fuck," I moaned, not really able to say much else. Seth seemed oblivious to my enjoyment, but just continued to eat me out. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," I continued. After only a minute of rimming, I realized that I had never been really fucked before. Everything else had just been practice, and this was the real thing. It was time to lose my virginity once more. Seth tortured me with his rimming for several more minutes. I was all but begging him to fuck me, but he kept on saying it would happen soon enough. Finally, he stood up. His dick was sticking straight up as well. It seemed impossibly big, yet I still needed it inside me. If it didn't destroy me, it was going to feel amazing. "I know what you want," he said. "You said you're on Prep?" he asked, once more even though we had texted about it. "Yeah." "Awesome," he said. He had found a tub of vaseline, and spread some over his cock. Another dab went into my hole. My ass clenched at that first penetration. But it was very easy to relax. It was like I was stoned, only better. "Yeah," he said. "That's the G. Feels good, doesn't it?" "Yeah," I said. "It does." "I love it." He slid a second finger into me. "I love having sex when I'm tripping on G." "It feels so good," I said. Between the drugs, the leather, and the fingers, my head was spinning. It could have been scary. But there was something about Seth and Jon that had made me feel safe. As Seth had told me in a message, with me taking prep, the worst would that I didn't have a good time. "Fuck me." "Hungry boy," Seth said. "That's fucking hot. Don't worry. You'll get what you need." He put a bit more of the vaseline on his fingers, and a pressed a three fingers into me. He rubbed my hole, trying to get me to relax. "So fucking turned on," I said. "I can tell. But it makes you so tight." He handed me a bottle of poppers. I had seen them online, but had never done it before. "You never done it?" he asked. "Just seen it online." "Hold it under your nose. Pinch the other nostril closed, and inhale. Just two or three seconds, then hold it for a bit." I did what he told me to do. The fumes from the bottle were chemical, but not scary. At first, I didn't think they had done anything. But then, the rush hit me. First, my head pounded a bit, but it wasn't at all unpleasant. Then the warmth went down my body, and I felt my asshole suddenly relax. "That's it boy. Let me in." His three fingers slid in all the way to the base, and they felt amazing. Yet, I was craving more. "Just right. Tight and hot and wet." He played with my ass as I got lost in the poppers headspace. I wanted him to fuck me, and I really wanted him to cum in me. Barebacking had seemed so dirty and dangerous when I had been in high school. But now, in college, as an adult, it was such a different thing. It was how Seth and I were always supposed to fuck. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Yeah. I think so," Seth said. He pulled his fingers out of me. My hole was twitching, hungry for something to fill it up. He lined his cock up with my hole, but then took the poppers from me, and did a long hit from it. "I'm used to them," he said, before taking an equally long drag through his other nostril. "Here," he said, and handed me the bottle and cap. His dickhead was hard and it felt like he was already dribbling pre-cum onto my hole. "Please," I muttered, before taking another hit from the brown bottle. This time, I took a few seconds, and did another hit in quick succession. Seth smiled at me, and as I screwed the cap back on, he pushed his dickhead into me. "Fuuuuck," he moaned, as he slowly slid his shaft into me. "Daaaaaamn," I grunted. His dick was filling me up. It had been a while since I had gotten fucked and he was just as big as he looked. But going slow wasn't an option for either of us. We needed both needed his cock deep in my guts. It was primal urge, and one that we were powerless against. "All the way," "Hell yeah," Seth said. The urge was irresistible, but that was the entire point. I wanted to get fucked, and Seth wanted to fuck me. It was the perfect alignment of our natural desires. "Almost all in," he grunted. "Sweet hole," he said as he started to thrust back and forth, opening me up and edging himself closer to orgasm. "Hot dick," I replied. He leaned in, pressing himself against me, and forcing his cock deep in my hole. He kissed me. "Fuck me," I said when he finally let me catch my breath. "Please." He kissed me again. It was long and deep, and I got lost. It was the sex that mattered, not the time. I wasn't sure if the kiss was just a few seconds, a few minutes, or maybe even an hour. "You're going to get a lot of dick tonight," Seth said. "And a lot of sperm. Enjoy it." We kissed again, as Seth slid his dick in and out of me. He wasn't the biggest cock I had taken, but I had never felt quite so open as when he was fucking me. The drugs were helping, but the lack of any barrier between Seth and myself was the biggest factor. I had heard bareback was amazing, but the stories didn't do it justice. "Don't stop," I said, clenching my ass around Seth's tool, trying to keep it inside me. "That's it," Seth said. "Milk my cock. Get me off." We kissed again. It was a long one, interrupted by only by one of us grunting in pleasure. I tried to keep up, but it was hard to think. All the sensations were overwhelming me: the sound of Seth grunting, the feel of Seth's dick in my ass, the scent of the leather and sweat in the room. It all screamed sex, and was driving me wild. "You want my load?" Seth finally moaned. "Fuck man. Please. Give it to me." I didn't have to worry about anything. I could take Seth's load. He could breed me, like a man should. "Cum in me." "Oh FUUUUUCK," Seth moaned, slamming his cock hard into my ass. Deep in my guts, practically in my stomach, I felt his dickhead flare, and a sudden jet of warmth into my body. "I'm CUUUUUMING," he moaned again, as his whole body shook, and there was another warm jet of sperm landing inside me. "CUUUUUUUMING," he moaned again. "Give it to me. Give it to me. Give it to me," I repeated, as he unloaded into my ass. It was hard to believe that something so sleazy and dirty felt so natural. "Fill me up." "YEEEEEAAAHH," Seth grunted again, as his body continued to shake. It took several more spurts before his balls were sufficiently drained. "Hell yeah," he finally said, as his mind cleared from the ecstatic fog of orgasm. "Fuck yes. I had been looking forward to that. And you do not disappoint." He leaned in and kissed me once more. His dick was still hard, nestled deep inside me. He was gently rocking me back and forth on the sling, using the motion to slowly fuck me against his dick. "That felt amazing," I finally said. "You cumming in me." "First time being bred?" he asked. He was still on top of me. He was warm and sweaty, and I felt safe underneath him. I nodded. "Glad it was me," he said. "Me too." We kissed again. There was no rush now. We could enjoy ourselves. "You feel so good." "That's bareback," Seth said. He slid his cock nearly out. He was impressively hard, and he then slid right back into me. "Nothing like a raw hole." Before he could really start fucking me, the door opened and Jon walked back in. He paused, staring at the tableau. "Fuck. That's what I like to see. My boys taking care of each other." "Hey," Seth said. He stood up, but managed to keep his cock in my ass. "What's up?" "Leo's here. Hoping you can take care of that?" "Yeah. Bring Kenta?" "Yeah. It'll be educational." "Very much," Seth said. He turned back to me. "You're gonna enjoy this."

Sometimes I meet a girl and I want to tell her she will never get as much dick as I’ve had

I needed to move away from the door so I headed back down the stairs and then turned around to pretend I was walking back up without knowing what had just happened. I waited for a few minutes and then coming down the stairs towards me was 48yr old Steve, father of Deans mate Kyle, who just walked straight passed me on the stairs and said good night and walked out the door. I walked back up the stairs again only to see that Deans bedroom door was now wide open and he was sitting up in the bed, under the sheets. I popped my head in and asked was everything alright? Did you have a good night? Dean response was slightly slurred but he was in control, he said he had really enjoyed his birthday party and thanked me for all I had done, so far, tonight. "So far? Dean, what do you mean, it's after 3 in the morning, the party is over" I said "The party is over for everyone else, but it's just you and I left in the house now isn't it? And my dad won't be home for hours" he responded He slowly pushed the sheets down off the bed and was sitting there, naked, beautiful, and horny. He knew exactly what buttons he was pushing with me... he started to stroke his fine cock, rubbed his firm hairless torso and play with his perk nipples. "I've dreamed about sharing a bed with you since the first night my dad brought you home, I really hope you feel the same way" he said, in a very twinky seductive voice I found myself in a trance and in some sort of auto pilot as I stepped closer to his bed and closed the bedroom door firmly behind me. I knew I was crossing a line here but I couldn't resit it, he was begging for it and I wanted it to happen as much as I knew it was wrong. I unbuckled my belt and undid my jeans buttons, kicked off my shoes and took off my t-shirt. Revealing my bulky hairy chub body to him he leaned forward and crawled on the bed closer to me and started kissing my body. Deans beautiful perk bubble ass was now very visible from the angle I was at; this stunning, just turned 18yr old, with a hot swimmers body started to pull my pants down, followed by my jock strap and released my cock. As I watched his hairless body go under my belly I felt his warm wet mouth engulf my thick beer can, rock hard cock. He was a pro and he knew how to suck a mans cock. After about 10 mins of sucking and me leaning over to rub my fingers along his hole he came up for air. He got on his knees and we were face to face, naked and both had rock solid erections that needed to be taken care of. "I want you to fuck me, like I know you want to do babe" he said "I want to fuck you, like I know you want me to boy" I said He leaned back and in one move brought his legs from under himself, up by his shoulders, held firmly by his hands and presented his stunning pick pucker hole for me to explore. "What a hot ass. Spread wider and show me, show me your boyhole" I said, there was no going back now, I was all in for what was about to happen I took hold of his ass cheeks and slowly pull them apart. I gave him the first flick of my wet tongue, sliding across his tight pucker hole. He gasped and bucked and after a solid 15 mins we were both in ecstasy I drove my tongue deep and devoured his hole. He was making incredible sounds and I didn't care at that stage who heard us, I was in as much heaven as he was. I came up for air and pulled him closer to me so that he naturally started to wrap his legs around my chub frame and my cock was resting at the edge of his hole. We kissed passionately in that position and I took the opportunity to slowly start to enter his hole with my rock hard cock. "We'll need lube babe, there's some in my bedside locker" he said "next to the box of condoms"

Thanks for the great review. A sexual athlete like me could ask for nothing better. I have to say my first CumUnion was utter bliss from start to finish. I drove down to Atlanta the afternoon of the event and checked into the Cheshire Inn, a nearby hotel with a rep for being gay cruising friendly. I got settled in, left the blinds open and stripped down to begin my preparations for the evening, must of which involved hosing out my horsehole so it was squeaky clean and ready for the kind of heavy use I enjoy. I also brought a couple of my oversize toys from bad-dragon along with me and enjoyed taking those for a little while. After that I dressed in short body hugging gym shorts and a t-back tank top and headed over to Manifest. I was among the first guys to check in and eagerly stripped down. I carried a bottle of lube with me for part of the night even though by an hour in a was cum filled enough to not need it. Within 10 minutes of entering the front door of Manifest I was already taking my first cock in the form a nicely hung black guy. His load started off my evening and from there I went out to explore the rest of the club and its corridors, slings and open mating areas. My first stop was up a set of stairs towards the back where a group of guys were already going at it. A thick cocked young latin guy who would later fuck me started out by letting me suck on his sizable manhood. Then as I stood up his fingers groped my fucked hole and he slid a finger in. Realizing the kind of hungry hole I had he quickly retracted the finer and then reinserted four. While that was stimulating my ecstasy overdrive a guy on the landing below (this area has three tiers above ground level) was sucking my fat meat and stroking it while my ass was being semifisted and then fucked. From there I wandered down and into the dark area, which, once you became accustomed to the semi darkness it was easy to make out bodies and such. A guy felt my body, then my cock and my hole. As soon as his hands felt the moisture of lube and cum around my open hole he immediately slid his own cock in and began to fuck me. This was followed by another and another and another. This kind of scenario repeated itself for a good while and I gained some more cum in my jock hole. There was a lull in the action so I decided to explore some more. It was here that I found the fuck bench. I love fuck benches even more than slings. Not only are they very comfortable for the bottom by it puts you in the kind of position an animal would be in on a breeding far when it got mated. I was on the fuck bench all of a minute before the first guys was inside me. The guys took turns and I sucked a couple of guys while others were plowing me. It was great to look up and see guys getting off watching the amount of use I was getting, though I was amazed at how my guys stayed mostly clothed throughout the night. I love a good audience like that. One couple tag teamed me for a bit and I enjoyed the long cock of one and the fat cock of another. During this run of guys that lasted a god long while I got bred by justsexnowatl and it was great taking his load in with the others that were filling my well used fuck guts. Even with the heavy use my hole had received, which included a good deep fucking by another black horsehung guy, I still wanted more, so after a short break to get some water I returned for additional use on the fuck bench like the Breed Steed I am. After a while I took a break, which allowed another guy enjoy the bench, while I returned to the dark area. One thing I loved about it was that it was dim so you could barely see all the guys in there and it was great as they felt my body and slid their hands along my beefy ass crack to feel my gaping hole and cum drenched hind quarters. That seemed to inspire each one to have to slide into me and fuck me some more. I then followed that up with getting fucked by several different guys while bent over a sling in one of the short hallsways. From there I returned to the dark are for the third and final time. This was the best as it was late by then and guys who had been resisting the urge to nut were now all about it and I gained a number of loads in quick succession. It was hot feeling my ass so trashed that the moment a guy pulled out I could feel a noticeable increase in the amount cum that flowed from my well fucked jock cunt. I ende the night with over 40 partners, (although admittedly some of the guys with whom I played in the darker areas of the club could have been repeats), and got a solid 21 loads in my ass. I returned to my room, my ass sloppy with cum, deliberately leaving the blinds open, I slept naked in the beds (which were quite comfortable), awakening at 6:30 AM, well rested after five hours of sound. Having left the blinds open (as well as Grinder) paid off as, between 6:30 and 8:30 when I check out I was bred three more times. On the drive home nut juice leaked from my hole, and when I stopped the car at a rest area my crack of my bubble ass was slick with cum that I could feel as I walked. I returned home satisfied but hungry for more--and just a little sad I couldn't have sex like that everyday.

I've been to the ABS near Pearl Harbor that you're talking about. Been there many times. Always some horny Navy and Army guys there that want to get off. I've taken countless loads in my mouth and in my ass through those glory holes. I don't get to Honolulu as often as I used to. Damn! I miss all that hot military dick that's available in HNL.