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I’ve had fantasies, DARK FANTASIES, for as long as I can remember. They have evolved over the years, from public sex at gloryholes (okay maybe that’s not dark) to more open public sex at parks, rough sex, rape and more. Recently, I’ve been reading Chem Sex stories and the thought of drugs, both consensual and forced, has intertwined into my fantasies. The problem is, they have always remained that, fantasy. I’ve been to scared to even verbalize them, let alone follow through on them, or even write/chat about online. Until now that is. A few weeks ago, I created a profile on NKP and thought that this would be a way to put my fantasies out and not be worried about them getting out of my control. I loved reading some of the more hardcore profiles and was sort of envious of the guys who could express, and possibly act on these impulses. I put in my profile that I was new to all this and had dark fantasies and put Ask Me for the drug use area. I put a couple of pics, one body, one ass, in the profile. Unsurprisingly, I received responses fairly quickly and got hard reading responses and looking at the profiles. One response stood out as it was not overly explicit, but more supportive and encouraging exploration. His picture was also nice, a good body and a pretty nice appearing fat cock. I responded back to him and said I’d love to chat more. We emailed back and forth, with me not realizing at first, as he moved me to talk more and more about what my fantasies encompassed. He never once made me feel ashamed or dirty about what I was writing, and also never pushed for us to hook up. However, I realize now, he was making me give up my control to him and was wearing me down for his chance to corrupt me. After several weeks, he began exploiting my fantasies and talking about moving them from make believe to real. We talked about my work and week schedule, what I would be doing and wear I would be. I told him that I had an appointment at the DMV to get a new driver’s license one morning before work. He started a chat about meeting me there and fucking me in the bathroom. I said, “Fuck that’d be hot, but not something I’m ready for.” He understood, saying, “Fantasy is great.” I didn’t hear from him for a couple days, until the night before my DMV appointment. We did some more hot chatting, him encouraging me to pump a load out while we did this and then to push it into my hole. I was so fucking turned on by this that I did it and when I told him I did, he responded, “that’s not the last load of cum going up your ass, boy.” I got up the next day, drove to the DMV and waited to be called up. I looked around the room, passing the time, and saw this hot guy sitting in front and to my right. He was wearing a t-shirt, ballcap and sweat pants that were a little tighter than most guys wear. I had to quickly turn away when he turned his head to the left. A couple of minutes later, he got up and walked across the room to a table. I watched every step, seeing a bulge in his crotch and the sweats tight on his ass. At the table, he stretched and his shirt pulled up, showing a line of hair that disappeared into his pants. He reached up his shirt, causing his stomach and more hair to show. He caught me staring, smirked at me and mouthed the word, “Faggot” at me. I don’t think I’ve ever been more humiliated, or turned on, then I was in that moment. My dick was hurting as I watched him walk back to his chair. When my number was called, I walked up to the counter, passing him, and heard him whisper, “Fag boy” and then chuckle. I tried keeping my attention on the clerk helping me but it was hard to focus. A couple of minutes later, I felt my chair get bumped, harder then if by accident, and looked up to see him walking past me to the other window. As he began talking to his clerk, I continued struggling with my own clerk. I listened to him talking about seeing his kid for his birthday later today and how he doesn’t get to see her much because of the kid’s mother. I got up to take my picture when I noticed a piece of paper next to my chair. When I got back to the chair, I reached down and picked it up, thinking maybe I had dropped. As I was leaning back up after picking the paper up, I saw him again looking and smirking. I unfolded the paper and was turned on by what I read. It simply said, “Bathroom faggot.” I looked back, but he was talking with his clerk, appearing to have disregarded me. After I paid for my license, I got up to leave and walked out of the room, trying to ignore the note. As I was walking out, I saw the restroom sign, with an arrow pointing down a hallway. I paused, willing myself to turn and walk out the building. The longer I stood there, the harder it was to choose to walk out the building. I felt my feet moving of their own accord as they turned me left and began walking down the hall toward the bathroom. I tried telling them to stop, but it did not work. I walked down the hall about 20 feet and entered the men’s room before I knew what was happening. I walked to the last stall, and entered. Not knowing why I did it, I turned to the stall door and dropped down on my knees. Some other part of my brain, the one that contained all the fantasies had seemingly taken control. Kneeling on the floor, I put my hands behind my back and leaned my head down to the floor. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and footsteps approaching the stall where I was kneeling. I heard a deep voice say, “That’s what I knew a faggot like you would do.” I lifted my eyes up and as my head began to lift, he told me to just look forward at his cock. I stopped at his dick, which was sticking out of his pants. It looked to be about 7” long hard, and about the size of a Red Bull around. He simply said, “Suck it faggot, that’s all your good for.” It turned me on hearing him insult and debase me and I leaned forward, opening my mouth and, for the first time, I gave into my fantasy of sex in a public bathroom. After having his cock head in my mouth for a few seconds, he grabbed the back of my head and yanked it toward his crotch, saying, “Hurry up faggot, I’m not here for a head job.” I felt him push at my throat and immediately started to choke. I also heard somewhere in my head, my voice yelling at me to stop this and get out of there. That voice was drowned out by the pain of him continuing to force himself into my throat as he forced my lips to his pubes and crotch. He laughed at the pain I was going through, the choking and the tears it was causing. “That’s where faggots like you belong, on your knees gagging on my straight cock.” He pulled out before slamming back in, pushing into my throat and repeating this several times. “Fuck yeah faggot, you’re starting to get better.” As the throat rape continued, I felt my throat loosen and the gag reflex subsiding. After a couple of minutes of this, with his cock jammed all the way in, he told me, “Stand the fuck up and lose the fucking pants.” I tried shaking my head to tell him “No” but his response cut directly through me, “Do it, or you’re going to regret it. Badly.” I tried pulling off his cock in order to stand up and he immediately grabbed the back of my head again, shoving it back down on his cock and said, “I told you to stand up, not get off my cock. Now get the fuck up before I have to hurt you.” Using my hands and feet for leverage, I was able to stand up without dislodging his cock. I reached down and was somehow successful in unbuckling my belt and unbuttoning my pants. “C’mon faggot,” he ordered as he grabbed my pants and began yanking them downward. I was able to get them down to my ankles and eventually kick them off. I felt his hand reach over to my ass and the sound of the slap and the pain from him slapping my ass were a shock I was not expecting and I seemed to take even more of his dick in. I felt him reach back with his left hand and pull my ass cheeks apart. I heard him spit and his right returned to my ass, rubbing the spit directly on my hole. Then, without any warning, I felt my hole get ripped open by one of his fingers as he jammed it in. I grunted in pain as I had not had anything up my ass in months (damn COVID). He fucked me with one finger, and then jammed in a second one. Without lube and having been so tight, my hole was in serious pain. After fucking me with two fingers for a minute or so, he ripped them out, putting an angle on them to pull my hole open upwards as he exited. The order was direct, “Turn around faggot and spread that ass for me.” For a second, I did not know what to do and he smacked me hard on the side of my head, “Now faggot.” I pulled off his cock, almost immediately missing the feeling in my stretched out throat. I turned around, bent over and spread my ass cheeks. “Nice fag pussy. But it’s going to be even nicer when I’m done with you.” I heard him hocking his throat and then spitting directly onto my hole. I then felt his fingers jam back in and a second later, I felt a burn beginning in my ass. I immediately knew, from reading all the chem sex stories. He had just shoved a shard of meth up my ass. I immediately said, “No, please take it out.” He laughed and said, “Too late for that,” and as he said that, the first wave of meth hit my brain and I began to feel the impact. My hole began to open up and the craving for more in my ass began. I pushed back on his fingers, reaching the base of them. He laughed, “There it is. The faggot is awake.” He yanked his fingers out and said, “I think you need a little more help.” This time I felt three fingers jam in and a new, and more intense burning begin. I immediately groaned, in pleasure and pain from the burn, but again shoved my ass down to the base of his fingers. Before I could stop myself, I begged him, “Fuck me, please. Shove your dick in me. Please, I need you to fuck…rape my faggot pussy hard.” I heard that laugh again as he yanked his fingers out again. I felt a cool liquid drop on my hole and pushed back to try and get to his cock. He put his hand on my back and stopped me, saying, “You should be more careful what you ask for.” I felt his cock head on my hole and before I could even think about being ready, he slammed through my hole and ran all the way in, balls deep, on the first thrust. The pain was immense and I screamed out in response. However, the darkness again took over as I groaned, “Oh god, yes, fuck me, rape me.” He pulled all the way out and then slammed back in, doing this over and over again until he told me, “Your pussy is wide open, begging me for my dick.” He slammed back in and I grunted in pleasure as he then proceeded to give what I begged for, a brutal rape fuck slamming into me over and over again, not caring what he was doing to me. I felt myself slamming back on him as he slammed into me, feeling him hit my prostate every time. This fuck did not last long and he warned me, “I’m gonna cum faggot, I’m gonna shoot my dirty load in you.” I barely made out the word “Dirty” but didn’t care. I begged, “Please, shoot your load in me, knock my cunt up, give it to me.” After several more hard and deep thrusts, he slammed in one last time as he said, “Here it is faggot,” as I felt him start to spasm as he pumped his load deep in my ass. I kept begging him, “Give it to me. Load me up.” After several spasms, he grunted as he finished, “Fucking faggot, that’s a big strong load of cum up your ass. Thank me for letting you have it.” “Thank you for giving me your load Sir, I needed it.” He slowly pulled out, telling me to squeeze my cunt so I didn’t drop any of his cum. I did the best I could, but could feel some cum slide out. I heard rustling and he handed me my phone, showing a picture of my stretched open hole with cum dripping out. I could only respond, “Oh fuck,” as he said, “You’ll probably enjoy the video too.” I scrolled back and started the video, which began with a very visible shot of the shard he shoved in me. “I used my phone and shared the video with yours. You’re going to enjoy the responses that this video gets.” I tried to fight my brain back into control, but the meth was too much in control. I begged him to fuck me more, but he laughed and said, “I will but not now. I think the next guy can help you out.” I heard, as if on cue, the bathroom door open and footsteps approach. A part of me fought to stand back up and try to prevent being seen. However, the voice inside my head, and the order I was given, “Don’t you fucking move,” kept me under control. I heard a new voice say, “There’s the faggot I knew you were.” This didn’t make any sense at first until the first guy said, “Thanks for letting me break him open. He’s a good little fag fuck. Especially with the two shards I gave him.” The second guy laughed and said, “He’s been fucking waiting for this day. I’ve spent too much time breaking his mind down. Now it’s time to break that ass open, more than he’s begged for. SO MUCH MORE.” To be continued, if you want

A top I know asked me last week if I wanted to play and if I can handle a gang bang! He made a post on a site called double list last week and said I wanted a gang bang! Saturday he said he told tons of men to come and breed me so I was kinda nervous ! In a all day period I took 14 BBC and 2 BWCs! Bred with 16 loads and now I’m so sore but I filled with tons of nut! My next goal is to take 50 dicks and loads in a day!

I see so many bottoms responding to this thread and it is clear there’s a difference between the subs and the regular bottoms. I don’t hook up with gay bottoms. They always instructing the or tops on how they want to get fucked and have their little “rules” and such. I have no patience for any of that. men I hook up with are submissive bottoms. They know their place. They know they exist to give me lemasure and take my loads. “No” is not something I want to hear. Everyone else has a right to do what they want. I do too and it is all agreed to beforehand. I for one would never ever pull out. My swimmers need to be deposited inside the sub.

a crazy snowy night in colorado, and family was staying at the in-law's house (work being done in the house and they had had their fill). I had to be at home since there were construction workers arriving at our house in the AM, and decided i needed some dick in my slutty cheating hole. Logged into A4A (since Grindr & Sniffies were a bust) Found this dude with this description: I'm a dominant total top. I like to take charge, hold down a submissive bottom and make them take every inch. I want my heavy ball-sack to slap that tight hole as I pound that ass hard. I prefer smaller or younger fit men who know their place when they are with a dominant alpha male. I should warn you that I shoot a big load every time I cum and that it shoots far as well. Eye protection is recommended if you want my load on your face. I cum many times a day and I have a high sex drive. I'm pretty submissinve, but i wasn't looking to make this interactive and really wanted to be just a cumdump. He and I agreed I'd come by, I'd drop my pants and he'd breed me and I'd be on my way (and I could swing by another hookup i had on the line to add his cream to the mix). I get to his place and he opens the door and grabs my hair, pulling me in and forcing me to the dark bedroom, all the while pulling at the back of my pants. I let him (of course). Not a word spoken Once in the room he barks: Clothes! Of course, i do get out of mine as quick as i can. Kneel! he commands, and I sink to the floor. Service! and I'm at his obscenely large cock in his briefs, slobbering through the fabric as fast as i can to get more of him in my mouth. His briefs soaked with his precum and my slobber, he grabs my hair again, yanks me up and pushes me over the edge of the bed and pulls my hips back to expose my hole. Now! I hear as i feel his hard cock pushing at my raw hole. no lube, just brute force. I tense. He slaps my ass and says NO! I calm myself and he approaches again...this time there's a little wetness to help him push his uncut rod into my suddenly scared hole. He grunts, and gives a second of pause, and grabs my hair again, and with a great shove he barrels into my guts with this monster. I open my mouth to scream, and he's got his fist filling it to muffle the sounds. He's deep in me from both ends, with my neck straining as he pulls on my hair and pushes in just a bit further. He pants, mumbles something unintelligible and slowly pulls his hips back and lets go of my hair. my head moves forward, and he grabs my neck with both hands and begins to squeeze hard. I cannot breathe, and I feel him beginning to piston in and out of my ass. I'm grabbing at his hands to pull them away from my throat and he lets out a chuckle and says Nein! (and a bunch more i don't understand), as I feel like i'm going to pass out. I realize he's telling me no in his brutish German way, and I'm just a fuck sleeve for his cock. I'm seriously low on air and can't fight off the ropes of muscle squeezing my neck or the pounding through my hole that keeps going on. I know I'm going to pass out, and surely it comes in a minute. Some point later, I have no idea how long, I come to, gasping for breath, sore on my neck and ass equally, still full of a now slippery cock making use of my hole. hands are firm on my hips, I'm face down, legs over the end of the bed, and I'm aware of several bodies around me and low talking and grunting and squishing sounds of a well used fuckhole. My hands and arms are tied tightly over my head and my face is pressed against the mattress. I become aware of motion around me and flashes of light as I understand there's photos being taken and several people moving around. These figures appear to be naked, male, and hard...all encouraging the cock in me to move faster and pump me full of cum. The voice comes back Again! and the hands close around my throat once more as I am pushed back towards the darkness. I again wake, and there are no more noises, only the sense of being full, but no motion. I know this to be a plug in my ass. I am untied, and I open my eyes to an empty room. My clothes are neatly folded on the bed next to me, a bottle of water on them, and a note that says Danke! and the number 10 written in black sharpie. I leave the plug in (i figure I've earned it after that assault), and get my clothes on and step out the door. The house is empty, I step outside to see a well trampled walkway full of dozens of footprints. Man, what a snowy surprise

I began to emerge from my deep sleep to the sound of a rooster crowing and heavy breathing in my ear. I realized Mike's big erection was pistoning my ass. "Good morning sweet heart! I was beginning to wonder if you'd sleep through this breeding the way you did at 2 AM. I couldn't let your guts dry out now could I. You're a bit dirty up there so let's move this outside." Me; "Fuck, sorry, I should run and clean out." Mike; "Hey man, I'm a fuckin pig, doesn't bother me one bit." The morning air felt fresh and cool on my naked body. Mike sat on the Muskoka chair at the door of his bunkie and I sat on his big raw cock as I stretched to greet the rising sun. "Turn around here, I want to see your handsome face as I plough in your first toxic load of this new day." It was awkward but doable, and now the curve of his cock hit my prostate every stroke. It was not long 'til I had a hands free orgasm with cum landed in Mike's eye. My spasming ass brought him off and my guts were once again being flooded. The next three days were a blur of breedings by the trupple. The evening blood slams were incredibly intimate and erotic. Watching each guy draw fresh toxic blood from their arms and then carefully find my best vein followed by plunging their poison directly into my blood stream got me so fuckin hard I could barely wait to get to the bunkie and release in Mike's tattooed ass. Mike loved flip fucking and took as many loads from me as he delivered. By bedtime each night there was a steady flow of toxic cum leaking out my wrecked hole and running down my legs. Mid-morning of day four Stu was nailing my ass in the barn sling. This provided me a view of his gorgeous auburn bush slamming into me and the long drive to the ranch through the open doors. I heard them before before I saw a parade of twenty or so Harleys rumbling into view. Stu looked to check and told me; "This is your lucky day poz chasing cum pig. What you see is our local club of Hell's Angels. Not only will they provide you with the best pozing gangbang in the state they party with the best drugs. We never know when they'll come, they just have an open invitation. They converted Frank, Hank and I during one awesome orgy. " The bikes parked at the door of the barn and riders were stripping as they dismounted their hogs. Three men clad only in leather harnesses approached Stu and I. Each proudly displayed a biohazard tattoo over their substantial cocks. One fed his erection to my mouth, one began to fuck him and the biggest in body and fuck tool impaled Stu. Any sense of pastoral quite was eliminated by grunts, groans and the egging on of the growing crowd; many of whom were now sucking and fucking each other. The first to unload was the cock deep in my throat. Each volley blasting past my tonsils. I could hear his assailant groan his orgasm and shortly thereafter the big guy unloaded in Stu. Stu was pinned deep inside me as each spasm of his orgasm rocketed through my entire body. My feet and hands were then tied into the sling with leather straps. I wasn't going anywhere or being given any control. Over the next three hours cock after naked cock jack hammered my gaping ass hole. I lost track of the loads flooding me; as well as the number of biohazard, scorpion, and striking cobra tattoos. One guy's snake wrapped his entire body shoulders to cock. The poisonous red tongue stretched down the top of his erection. It was so fuckin hot watching this tongue sting in and out of my hairy sopping vulnerable hole. As the club rumbled away down the long drive the trupple and Mike freed me from the sling and helped me walk 'til I had regained my balance. We then made our way to the farm pond for a soothing skinny dip. It was clear every ass was still hosting many of the Angel's loads. I slept so soundly that night I have no idea how many more loads Mike pumped into me during the night.

Chapter 2: Hearing this man, who I still had not seen his face, say what he did both scared and turned me on. This was the man who I apparently had expressed all my hidden desires to and he had set me up. He planned all this and here I was flying on meth, naked in a public bathroom, bent over with my cunt (never had I ever wanted that word used to describe my asshole) fully exposed, dripping the load of some unknown guy and wanting more. The man who set this all up, who I will call Sir, said to his friend, “Glad you enjoyed his cunt. But I think the little faggot wants more, don’t you faggot?” “Yes Sir, please, I need more. I need my cunt fucked more and more cum in me. Please.” “Let me see your baggie. Let’s see what we can do to the faggot.” I heard noises from behind and was tempted to turn and look, but realized, I didn’t want to see anything. I didn’t want to see the face of the man who was leading me to destruction. I didn’t want to see or know what he was doing; I just wanted to be destroyed. “Get the camera ready, I want this to be recorded.” A moment later I was instructed to turn my head to the left. I did and for a second all I saw was the bathroom stall wall. Then a hand appeared in front of my face, with a large piece of crystal in it.My eyes stretched wide open, my heart skipped a beat and I drew a gasp of air; I wanted this in me. I was officially on my way to being a full-fledged meth whore and no longer cared to fight it. “Please…please.” “What’s your name faggot?” “R-r-Roger, Sir” “Roger what faggot?” “Roger Johnson, Sir” “As of this moment, you no longer have that name. Your name is now Faggot, do you understand that?” “Yes Sir, my name is faggot, Sir.” “Good, good. Now look at the camera and tell me, what’s in my hand?” “Crystal, Sir. Meth, tina, FUN” Sir laughed, “You are already a whore for this aren’t you faggot?” “Yes, Sir. I need it. I want it. I’ll do whatever you tell me to. Please.” “Good faggot. Now tell the audience where you want it and how you want it.” I was too far gone to care anymore about pride or shame or fear of being found out. “In my faggot whore cunt Sir. I want, I need, you to shove it in me hard as you want and then rape it in me with your cock, Sir.” “Damn, you’re easier than I thought you would be. But we’ll see if you have regrets later” With that, the hand was removed from my sight. “Get on your knees on the toilet faggot and spread those cheeks. Show us that cunt you’re begging to have this rock in. Make me believe you deserve it.” It took a little balance, but I was able to do as ordered. I kneeled on the toilet seat, placing my head against the wall to stabilize myself. I reached back and spread my ass cheeks, showing off my cunt hole, I’m sure for the men who were recording my debasement. “Please Sir, shove the rock in my cunt. No, please shove it in your faggot’s cunt and rape me like the faggot I am. I want, no I need, you to do what you want to this cunt. Please Sir.” “Good, faggot. Hold this for a sec.” I thought he was talking to me, but I soon learned he was talking to the other guy. I heard the tell-tale sounds of Sir unbuckling his belt and pulling it free. This was followed by the audible sound of his pants unsnapping and zipper coming down. I thought, “Oh fuck yeah, I’m getting another cock in me.” What happened next caught me unaware. Without warning, I felt Sir’s belt go around my neck in a loop and tighten with the buckle at the side of my neck. I instinctively reacted by trying to pull away. This was a mistake, and I paid immediately as the belt was yanked backward, instantly stopping my movement and cutting off my air. “Don’t you fucking move. Don’t you EVER fight me faggot. You will never win, and you will always hurt afterward. CLEAR?” “Yes Sir,” I was able to gasp before the belt was released and my throat was allowed to take air in. “I am sorry, Sir.” “Shut the fuck up, faggot. Spread that cunt hole open. Let’s really see if you want and deserve my dick.” I reached further in to my ass crack, finding my hole and stretching it out as much as possible. “That’s it faggot, show the men what you have and tell them what you want done to it.” “Please, I need this faggot cunt fucked, bred, raped, destroyed. Do whatever you want. I have no right to deny you what you want to do. I’m just a faggot, here for you to use. Get me high, wreck me, PLEASE.” Without warning, I felt Sir slam his fingers in my cunt and I immediately felt the scrape and tell-tale burn of the shard of crystal in my cunt. I slammed backward, taking his fingers to the base and immediately pulling away, only to slam back down. “That’s it faggot, show the men what you want. You’d take my fist if I wanted to wouldn’t you?” “Yes Sir, whatever you want to do to me, do it.” Sir yanked his fingers out, placed his cock head at my cunt, grabbed the belt and yanked me backwards, both cutting off my airflow and slamming me down to the base of his cock in one thrust. I immediately learned one important thing: I was no longer in control; I was nothing more than a cunt for use. The pain and pleasure were simultaneous as the meth continued to burn as it was shoved deeper in my cunt. For the first time ever, I felt another area deep in my asscunt getting hit. It sent explosions of pleasure throughout my body. “Open that hole for me faggot.” Sir pulled out, only slam back in harder than before. Again that new area, which I now realized was another hole, was pounded again. Sir repeated this several times, finally giving up on the attempt to break that hole open . He pulled on the belt while I was fully impaled on his dick. “You will open that hole soon. Fight it now, but I know just how to get through it faggot. That hole is my property, do you understand?” I was barely able to gasp, “Yes Sir,” before he released the belt and began a full fuck. He pulled out and slammed in to me over and over again, sometimes just to the head of his dick, sometimes completely out, waiting for my hole to try and close, before slamming back open. I stayed in position, giving up all control of my body and mind to this brutal fuck, begging over and over, “Rape me Sir, breed my cunt.” “I’m gonna breed you, faggot. Don’t you fucking worry about that. Tell the men, faggot, are you Poz?” “No Sir, I’m negative,” I was able to say in multiple steps as he continued the brutal assault on my cunt. “Neg? Do you want to stay Neg boy?” “I, I, ye… It’s not up to me Sir.” He slammed into me again, stopping as he was balls deep. “Tell me what that means, faggot.” “You own me Sir, I’m your cunt. It’s your choice.” Again the belt was yanked backward, pulling my head to his face. “You’re going to take any load I tell you to?” “Yes, Sir.” “Even Poz loads?” “Yes Sir.” “Toxic loads?” I paused, knowing what this meant. “If that’s what you tell me to do, yes, Sir, I will. It’s not my choice anymore.” “You’re going to beg for loads aren’t you faggot? You’re going to give up your cunt wherever, whenever, and to whomever wants it. Tell me faggot.” “Yes Sir. My cunt is not mine anymore. I am nothing more than a faggot cunt boy to be used anytime. I will beg for any load, spread my cunt for whoever wants it.” “Beg me for my load? Do you even want to know my status?” “Please Sir, give me your cum. Shoot it deep in my cunt. I don’t care.” “Beg me for my toxic load. Tell all the men what you want.” “Please Sir, breed me with your toxic cum. Knock me up, pozme Sir. I need your seed Sir.” “Fuck you. Stupid little faggot cunt. You’re going to regret that.” He then began his brutal rape of my hole, pounding me over and over. “Please Sir, poz your faggot cunt. Poz me Sir.” Within a minute, his breathing intensified and he grunted as he slammed into me one last time as he began shooting his load in me. “Oh, fuck yeah faggot, take my dirty seed. Take my toxic seed. It’s too late for you.” “Fuck yes, Sir, knock me up. Make me yours. Thank you Sir.” He jerked at least five times, pumping his cum deep in my cunt. I swear I could feel the cum shooting into me, burning the walls of my cunt. “That’s it faggot, your all mine now.” “Yes Sir.” As he slowly pulled out, he told the other guy, “Hand me the bag.” I soon felt a duffle bag drop across my back. He pulled something out and then dropped the bag on the floor. I heard the other guy whistle and say, “He’s gonna feel that…” “Give me your baggie again.” I heard more rustling as Sir pulled his dick all the way and replaced it with two fingers. “Push out faggot,” and removed his cum coated fingers. I remained in that position while waiting for whatever Sir had in store for me. “Damn, you sure?” “Don’t ever question me. You know I own your ass, and will bitch you if you ever piss me off. Understood pussy boy?” I was wondering what was going on when I had not said a word. Then I heard the first guy, much more demure than ever before, say, “Yes Master. I am sorry for my disrespect.” Holy fuck, the straight guy isn’t as dominant as he made himself out to be. With my head still facing to the left, I was able to briefly look up at him and saw a different, submissive look on his face. He caught me looking and appeared to shudder in shame as he was discovered. Before I could think or say anything more, I felt something at my cunt. Something big. Without warning, Sir shoved as hard as he could and my cunt was stretched more than ever. I also felt more burning; whatever was going in must have been coated with more crystal. “Push your cunt out faggot, this is going in one way or another.” I pushed out and he pushed in. I felt a painful stretch as what I realized was a huge butt plug stretched me wide before finally fully breaching my cunt and sliding in. My cunt closed in around the base, and I could tell that the base was bigger than either of the dicks that had just fucked me. I groaned as the stretch continued and the burn diminished. “Stand up, faggot.” I slowly got down from the toilet seat, wobbling as I did due to the lack of blood flow and the amount of meth swarming through my body. The first guy took hold of me to keep me from falling. When I was more able to stand on my own, Sir looked at me and I saw his face for the first time. “Mr. Young?” “Yes, faggot. Like I told you, you’re gonna regret giving me control of you.” I looked downward and responded, “No regrets Sir. Do what you want. I’m your property.” He laughed and lifted my head, facing me to him. “That’s a good boy. Now, let’s get you dressed and out of here. You’re day is far from over. And don’t worry about work, I already called you out sick. And, I sent a few of the guys your pictures. They already look forward to when you get back to work. You are going to be our faggot prison bitch.” I had never imagined that I’d ever let my fantasies out of my head. Now, here I was standing in front of a co-worker, naked and high as a kite, knowing that this man had full control of me. “Does, Mr. Rounds know?” “I knew it; you want that black man to use you don’t you?” “Yes, Sir.” “Oh, he’s ready for you. I don’t think you’re ready for him, though. But I’m going to enjoy watching it all happen.” I smiled and said, “I can’t wait for it.” Sir bent down and pulled a package out of his duffel. He handed it to me and told me, “Get dressed, faggot. You’ve got a date at the bathhouse.” I opened the bag, looked in it, and then looked back at Sir. “Is this all I…?” A slap came out of nowhere and my head flinched to the right. “Don’t question me, just do what I tell you.” “Yes, Sir.” I pulled out the jockstrap and t-shirt, both of which were clearly not brand new. The jock strap was branded from Nasty Pig and had a special title across the back part of the waist: “Faggot cumdump.” “My handy work. Like it?” “Yes Sir.” The shirt was a small, so a size smaller than me. The front of it was emblazoned with a large bio-hazard symbol and said, “PNP faggot, property of Sir Y.” The back said, “Faggot whore. Meth Pig. No load refused,” with an arrow pointing down. I looked at both, shocked at the blatant messaging, and then looked at Sir. “Thank you Sir. Thank you for setting me free and making me your property.” He smirked at me, then spit directly in my face. “Shut the fuck up faggot and get dressed.” I put the shirt and jockstrap on, then looked at my pants and shirt, crumpled on the floor. “No. My faggots don’t get to wear clothes. Boy, pick them up.” It still shocked me; this rough, dom straight guy, submits immediately to Sir. He picked up my clothes and shoved them in the duffel bag. Sir Y saw the look on my face and smiled. “You don’t recognize him do you faggot?” I looked more closely and something seemed familiar. Introduce yourself boy. See if tells the faggot why he knows you. “My name is Jose ____” I looked at him, then at Sir Y, and then back. “Holy fuck, you’re…” “Yes, he’s my brother. He’ll soon be Master Y’s new bitch. I can’t wait for it to happen. And from what I know about your relationship with him, I’m sure you can’t wait for it either.” I smiled and said, hoping to not get a slap from either man, “I hope that little shit hurts and hates every minute of whatever happens to him.” I look at Sir, “I’m ready.” He looked back at me, tilted his head, and said, “We’ll see about that. If it’s you or the meth talking. Now, get walking.” With only a brief hesitation, I walked out of the stall and to the door. I could not believe that in less than an hour, I had gone from a repressed gay man, to a full-fledged meth whore with two loads of cum, who knows how much meth flowing through me and a huge buttplug in me that I felt with every step I took. And, more than that, about to step into this new existence, in public, in a shirt and jockstrap only, which fully announce what I am. I held the door for my two men. And humbly, but proudly, walked into my new life.

I only obliged this request once in all my life. Eventually we became regulars and he let me breed him but not the first couple of times. The other times I always stated that I was not interested in safe at all and if the bottom didn’t like it, he can have another top use him, not me. Having said that, it is silly that a guy agrees to let his top use his pussy raw to then expect him to cum outside. If the bottom thinks it protects him against HIV he is sorely mistaken. Rupture of anal/vagina walls take place right at insertion and precum is loaded -no pun intended- not just with swimmers but also with the virus (assuming the top may have a high VL) so the protection is minimal. Also assuming that someone you just met can be trusted to pull out is also ridiculous. Just my two cents

Part 2 I joined a few friends at a high top table to chat awhile. There was a lot of good energy in the bar tonight, with a steady stream of guys coming and going. It would be like this for a few hours as guys made the rounds of the city’s bar scene. The 20-somethings tended to rotate through, enjoying their new freedom of being legal and being able to come and go as they pleased. The younger guys were more limited in their options, this being one of the few places that allowed under 21 to socialize. That was part of the attraction of this place for me — it offered what I was shopping for. Eventually I went back to Randy to buy the next round for the table. Alex and Miguel were standing there, and I struck up a quick conversation. These two were an unusual pair, and there was a mixed understanding of whether they were a couple or just roommates. Alex was Puerto Rican and a nursing student, having just turned 21 last month. His roommate Miguel was an exchange student from Brazil who ended up transferring here at the end of his exchange last summer. These two amuse me, not just because they’re each adorable, but because they both hide who’s fucking them from the other. I met Alex on Grindr, building a three-week conversation until he accepted an offer to meet for drinks one evening while Miguel was working. We had a couple drinks in my loft, talking about his schooling and travels. I love to travel, so we had a lot of destinations to talk about. Alex had seemed nervous at first, but was relaxing the longer we talked. I poured us a third round of drinks and then offered him a tour of the loft. We talked about some of the art pieces that caught his eye, where they came from, and some unique anecdotes about the artists. We were in the bedroom talking about a small piece I’d purchased from a young artist in Toulouse when Alex noticed the sling in the alcove behind my bed. It was deliberately placed to be in a recessed space where I could control the lighting and energy in the space. Alex was fascinated. He touched the leather straps and asked some questions about using it. “Why don’t you jump in and see what it feels like?” Alex hesitated, but he couldn’t take his eyes off it. “Go ahead. Just jump in.” I took his cocktail glass and coached him into the sling. He was still fully dressed; I wanted this to move slowly, savor the young man’s nervous desire. Alex squirmed a bit, trying to settle into the sling comfortably. “It’s meant to be naked in, but you get the basic idea,” I said. I lifted his ankles, “You’re feet would go through these two stirrups, so you don’t have to work to keep them up. It spreads your ass open for the top.” I gave the sling some motion, deliberately bouncing his ass against my groin. Even through our jeans, I could feel both of us getting hard. “Do you fuck a lot of guys in this?” “Mmmmm hmmmm,” I nodded, now running my hands up under his shirt. His skin was so smooth, and I could feel the muscles in his abs flex as I playfully stimulated the nerves with my finger tips. Alex groaned softly. “I think you’re ready to be one of them.” He just looked up at me, his eyes in a dreamy state. I know that look — the look of desire pushing aside all other thoughts in a boy’s head. Alex was radiating nervous anticipation. I pulled off his shoes; he didn’t protest. I pulled off his socks and massaged his feet; he groaned again, letting his head roll back and relaxing. It would have been much easier to have him stand up and undress, but I didn’t want to risk breaking the spell of seduction. I undid his jeans, and awkwardly shuffled them off his hips and pulled them up to expose his ass. I could have just fucked him like this, his pink hole was accessible. But I wanted more, and so did he. I wet my thumb and gently massaged his tender hole while the other hand methodically removed. One pant leg, and then the other. It took a couple minutes, but I got his pants completely, feeling immense satisfaction as they dropped to the floor, all the while my thumb was massaging his hole. He was moaning softly. I stepped around to the head of the sling and pulled his shirt off, much easier than his jeans had been. I looked down the full length of his body. His caramel skin was taught against his lean frame, his legs dangling off to either side of the chains helping suspend him midair. I stepped back to his ass, slipped his legs into the stirrups, and pulled out my cock. “Damn. Your cock looks really big.” “It is.” “Do you have poppers?” “I do. Have you used them before?” “No. But I’ve seen them in videos.” I slid open a tiny drawer beside the sling where I kept the supplies handy, and handed him the bottle. Parted of me wanted to explore Alex’s body longer. But my cock was raging, and Alex’s hole was hanging just inches away, open, ready…. “I don’t get fucked a lot,” he admitted nervously. “I’m mostly a top.” “Good for you,” I said. “I’ll be gentle.” I pumped some lube into my hand, and glazed my long cock with it. Getting a couple more pumps of lube, I fingered some into his anxious hole with one hand, while the other spread some on Alex’s shaft, too. I was admiring its size as I lubed it. I’m sure lots of bottoms loved his dick. But here and now, he was going to be a repository for my seed. I noted Alex was holding the bottle of poppers, but hadn’t used them yet. I could sense his anxiety, the roiling mix of fear and desire battling inside him. The fantasy had become real, and he was at the brink of being fucked in a sling by a big dicked notorious whore. He wanted it, but was terrified to have it. “Unscrew the cap, and hold on to it. Don’t drop it. Pinch one nostril close and inhale through the other. Get the bottle closer. That’s right. Now switch sides. Pinch that nostril closed. This time hold it in for a second hold it. That’s good. Now release your breath slowly.” I took the bottle and cap from him, sealed the bottle closed, and placed it on his chest. His eyes took on that half open – half closed look as he succumbed to the poppers. It was time to take Alex. “Feels amazing doesn’t it?” I pressed the head of my dick into his young hole. He gasped, his breath coming louder and faster, and he lifted his head to look right into my eyes. His face was desperate, terrified, and eager all at once. He knew what was about to happen. He knew it was inevitable and that he couldn’t stop it from happening. I pressed my slick cock further into his awaiting hole. “Fuck, that’s tight,” I said. Alex winced, and I felt his sphincter spasm. “Just breathe. Keep breathing. It’ll be good in a second.” Alex wanted me to pull out. He didn’t think he could handle it. But I knew better. I pushed in further, and Alex let out a deep groan. I pushed in until my balls were touching his bare ass. He looked up at me. Powerless. Realizing his façade of experience had been stripped away, exposing him as a newbie that wasn’t sure what to do. He was overwhelmed with the sensation of my big cock filling him. I started to push the sling back and forth, letting the motion slide Alex’s adorable body up and down my shaft. His ass was like a vice. “You like that?” “Oh my gawd,” he whimpered. “Good boy. Just let yourself enjoy it.” I started to move my hips, adding more movement inside his hole, stretching him open further. It was becoming more comfortable to fuck him. Alex began to moan. “That’s it. Feel that big dick inside you.” “Ohhhh ….. ohhhhhh … fuck ….. fuck,” he whispered softly. I let my hands explore his caramel skin. He felt so good! Alex was lost in the sensations competing for his attention. My fingers danced across his body, stimulating his legs, abs, lats, and chest. All the while my cock worked his tight ass, priming the youngster for his new role as my cumdump. It wasn’t going to be long. I knew he wouldn’t last too much longer before his tender hole became sore. I felt the pressure building inside my balls, knowing it would be a big load. I had worked toward this moment for weeks. The texting. The grooming. This adorable Puerto Rican kid was ready to take my load. Alex sensed it; he looked up at me as I began fucking him more deliberately, the chains of the sling rattling louder as I got closer and closer to release. He wanted to ask me to pull out, to shoot my load across his body, but the words wouldn’t come to his lips. He wanted to be bred, and knew this was his chance for it. “That’s right, boy. You’re getting bred.” I pumped him hard, my cock on the edge of release. Alex moaned. His eyes were pleading. His face looked so innocent in that moment. That’s when I took him. “Gah!” My dick erupted. So did his. My seed pumped inside him, transforming him into my cumdump. His load shot up along his abs and chest, actually splashing some into his open mouth as he gasped at the unexpected climax. I pumped a few more times, waves of ecstasy crashing over me as I took Alex. The innocence was gone from his face. It was replaced with shock at his own transformation. He had just given himself up for another man’s load inside him. He had tried to deny to himself that’s why. He had come here tonight, but he couldn’t lie to himself any longer. We showered. He dressed, though I stayed in just my towel, letting my cock hang loose beneath it as we sat on the couch talking a few minutes before he left. I could feel. My load inside the boy. He also knew he felt different, though he couldn’t explain the feeling. “This is just between us, right?” “It is,” I assured him. “Miguel cannot find out.” “Not a problem. I wouldn’t say anything to him.” To this day, standing here at the bar with the two of them, Miguel doesn’t know that Alex has been a semi-regular in my sling. Alex comes some evenings while Miguel is working or studying with a group. The adorable boy slides into the sling each time. Now I have some prep time beforehand, setting up the dim red lighting, putting on club music for a good fucking beat, even introducing him to wrist restraints. No, Miguel didn’t know about any of that. But Miguel was keeping his own secrets from Alex.

Part 1 Colt and I have been best friends since we were 10 years old. Well, his real name is Colton. Colton Sawyer Cooper. But he's always gone by Colt. We lived three houses apart in a town called Cleburne, just south of Fort Worth. We immediately bonded over our love of comic books, even though he was Marvel and I was DC, and our love for the Cowboys. But I'll have to say he was much more fanatical than me. His entire bedroom was a shrine to the team. Cowboys bed spread, Cowboys sheets, Cowboys lamps, Cowboys rugs, you get the picture. Even his walls were covered in Cowboys posters. But looking back now, I didn't put 2 and 2 together and realize the one thing he didn't have was the one thing every red blooded Cowboys fan had, posters of the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders. But he did have plenty of Tony Romo. So we were basically 2 peas in pod. Where there was one, there was the other. And we told each other everything. He told me when he got his first pubes, and the first time he came, which he said was the most amazing thing ever. I developed a little behind him, but six months later I got my own pubes and soon was ejaculating as well. And he was right, it was amazing! We became little jerk off monsters, as most boys are, and our sleepovers became one non stop jerk fest. We would lie on our sleeping bags on the floor next to each other and pound our dicks. We were always fascinated with watching each other shoot, and seeing how far our loads flew. Nothing gay, just two horny boys. And we were always good for 3 of them. We also liked to measure our growing dicks as we got older, taking pride in how big they were getting. Length wise, we were identical, but his was always thicker. Again, nothing gay, just curious boys. You'd think by the time we reached high school, we would have stopped that, but no. We continued our jerkoff sessions together. I mean, we had been doing it for several years, so why quit now? When we were 16, we got our first blowjobs together. It was at the drive-in in my quad cab Ford F-150. My dad owned a dealership so I got a really good deal on it. You know us Texas boys love our trucks. Colt was in the backseat with Stacy Turner and I was up front with Missy Powell. I watched Colt in my rear view mirror as his head layed back and his mouth hung open, groaning in ecstasy. We even shot our loads at the same time. In retrospect, those blowjobs weren't that great, but we didn't care. We were nutting into a warm, wet hole. I dated Missy for a while after that, but Colt didn't date Stacy. In fact, he never really dated. He'd fool around with chicks, but that was it. I dumped Missy after a while because she wouldn't let me fuck her. She was a "nice girl." Well, she wasn't such a nice girl the night she was on her knees sucking off me and Colt together behind his shed. The full moon provided enough light that I had a nice view of Colt's fat 7 1/2 inch cock as he gagged Missy with it. When he came, he put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed. After she had swallowed both our loads, she thought we were going to get back together, but I told her to fuck off, I didn't want to date a slut. She called us fags, and said she was going to tell everyone. The next day at school, one of the guys called us fags, but after Colt kicked the shit out of him, no one ever said that again. By our senior year, we had both become big strong men. Colt had turned 18 in August, before school started, and I was turning 18 the day before Halloween. We were both linebackers on the varsity team, which put us in the category of high school gods. You know how important football is in Texas! We had spent years working out, and had spent the last three summers working as ranch hands. Baling hay, branding cattle, castrating bulls, real cowboy shit. And our bodies showed it. I stood a nice 6'1" with a solid body. Firm pecs, hard 6 pack, defined arms, and strong legs. But Colt, he was a whole other level. 6'3 1/2" of solid muscle. And boy did he like to show it off! I don't think he even owned shirts with sleeves anymore. He was constantly flexing his big guns that were attached to the broadest shoulders I had ever seen. His strong torso led down to a surprisingly narrow waist. And the wranglers he wore should have been criminal. They were always so tight that they clung to his big, round ass. And the front, well, he liked to wear a big belt buckle to draw people's eyes down to his huge bulge. Not that it would have gone unnoticed. It was like an anaconda trying to bust out of there. He topped his look off with a pair of boots and a hat. He always wore a hat on his thick, brown curls. Sometimes a trucker hat, sometimes a cowboy hat, but always a hat. And not to be gay, but his face matched the rest of him perfectly. His vibrant green eyes were surrounded by thick, dark eyelashes. His strong nose sat atop a pair of pillowy, dark pink lips. His square jaw perfectly shaped his face. He hadn't started to grow facial hair yet, and his cheeks flushed a reddish colour, giving him a boyish look. His body may have been all man, but his face was all innocent angel. Not that my face wasn't hot too. I had strong Scandinavian features with light blue eyes and light blond hair. I hadn't started shaving yet either, so we were both still like boys in a way. So, right after Colt turned 18, things kind of got weird. It was like he was suddenly avoiding me. Our sleepovers stopped, he would take off right after weekend games, and he hung around me less at school. I tried to talk to him about it, cause it was really hurting me to lose someone I was closer to than a brother. He would just give me flimsy excuses, saying he was busy with stuff, or he was fucking some chick, basically bullshit. The one time during that early part of the school year that was somewhat normal was my birthday. We had scored a bottle of whiskey and some weed and spent the night getting fucked up and playing video games. It was great. Just like old times. It eventually devolved into a mutual bro love fest. We sat on his bed with our arms around each others shoulders and declared our straight love for one another. "I love you man." "No dude, I love YOU!" "I love you more bro!" "No man, I love YOU more!" And back and forth it went. In hindsight, I wasn't hearing what he was trying to tell me. Eventually, it wound up becoming one of our jerk off sessions. I smiled as I looked at his smooth, hairless body. Nothing gay, I just appreciated my best friend, naked next to me, jerking his fat 10 inch cock. I stroked my own 9 1/2 inch dick and we both shot loads that hit our faces, and laughed like nothing had changed. But things had changed. The next day, Colt started his weird avoidance shit again. He blew me off the following weekend, and the weekend after that when he did it again, I had had enough. I knew his parents were going to be out of town, and he claimed he was going to be fucking some chick. But I didn't buy it and decided to spy on him and see what was up. Friday night I snuck over to his house and went around the back to where his bedroom was. His lights were on and the shade was down, but not all the way down. There was a gap at the bottom. His window was open a crack, so I quietly creeped up and peeked into his bedroom. What I saw shocked the hell out of me! There was Colt, stomach down on his bed, his legs hanging off the end, while a large, heavily tattoed Mexican man pulled his head back by his curly hair and pounded his cock into Colt's round, white ass. Colt was wearing his football shoulder pads, athletic socks pulled up over his calves, his cleats, and a white jockstrap. His football jersey layed on the floor. "Take it slut!" I could hear the man say. "Take that load in your faggot jock pussy!" I turned away, my heart pounding in my chest as I heard Colt moan, "Oh yes SIR! Breed me!" WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DID I JUST SEE? My head swam as a million thoughts ran through it. I knew I should leave, but like a car wreck, I had to look again. I had to make sure what I saw was real. I turned back and looked in again. The Mexican guy was flipping Colt over and spreading his legs. Another man with a camera moved in and got a close up of Colt's asshole. "That's right slut." Said the Mexican. "Show the people what they paid for! Spread your cheeks and let them see your dripping high school jock pussy!" Colt spread his ass cheeks apart as the cameraman said, "Oh yea, look at that jock cunt drip cum!" Then, another man I hadn't noticed stepped up. He was a large black man with dreadlocks pulled back into a ponytail. He bent down and placed his mouth over Colt's asshole and started sucking. Then he stood up over Colt and pulled his mouth open. Colt stuck his tongue out and the black man let a long string of spit and cum land on it. It ran down into Colt's mouth, and he closed it with a smile on his face. As my initial shock started to go down, I noticed a few things I hadn't noticed before. There was a laptop open on the dresser recording the action. Also, on the nightstand there was a glass pipe, a baggie with some kind of substance in it, and a few syringes. Then, the black man layed down on the bed, holding up a huge cock. That fucker had to be like 12 inches! Colt crawled up and straddled the man. He took hold of the cock and lined it up to his asshole. Then he slowly slid down on it. Inch after black inch dissapeared into Colt's bubble butt. Soon, his muscular glutes were sitting on the black man's pubes, and every inch of that cock was inside him. He sat there not moving as the Mexican man filled up the glass pipe. He handed it to the black man, who lit a small torch and waved it under the bowl. Soon, it filled with white smoke and he inhaled it. Then, he grabbed Colt behind his neck and pulled him onto his mouth. I could see the black man exhale as Colt inhaled. Then Colt sat up and exhaled a white cloud. They repeated this twice more as Colt began gyrating his hips. Then the black man handed the pipe to Colt. "Now, hit that bitch, and hold it until I say exhale. And start riding my cock, slut!" Colt held the pipe up to his lips, lit the torch, and inhaled the white smoke. Then, as he held it, he started riding up and down on the black cock buried inside him. He held in the smoke for about 10 seconds before the black man told him to exhale. "Again, Whore!" He demanded Colt. Colt did as he was told, holding in the smoke and riding the big cock harder. 5 times this was repeated until Colt was visibly losing control. The black man reached up and started pinching and squeezing Colt's nipples, and Colt moaned and squealed like a slut. Then the Mexican man approached with a little brown bottle. He held it under Colt's nose as the black man held onto his slim waist and started fucking upward. "Breath in slut, and hold it until I say release. Do you understand you fucking whore?" "Yes SIR!" Replied Colt. The man held the bottle under Colt's nose, closing off one nostril. Colt breathed in deep and held it. After the man finally let him exhale, he repeated it with the other nostril. Back and forth he went. After each hit, Cole became more and more fucked up. Eventually, he couldn't hold his head up. The Mexican man just grabbed his hair and held up his head, forcing him to hit more. Finally, after 10 hits, the Mexican man pushed Colt onto his back, causing the cock to slide out of him. Colt just collapsed, his head rolling to facing me, his mouth open and slack, his eyes crossed and fucked up looking. The black man just raised Colt's legs in the air and slammed his monster cock all the way into my fucked up best friend. Colt just gurgled as he was assaulted. The cameraman panned from Colt's fucked up face to his ass getting pummeled, back and forth. "Yes slut!" Said the black man. "Look into the camera. Let your audience see your face. That's what they paid for, bitch. To see a hot, 18 year old high school jock get fucked up and fucked hard! Tell them how much you like it you fucking whore! Beg to be fucked!" "Oh god yes." Colt slurred. "Fuck me! Fuck my hole. I love it! Give me that big black cock! Please fuck me SIR!" "Are you a little whore? Are you a pathetic, faggot slut?" "Yes SIR!" Colt answered him, still looking blankly into the camera. "I'm a pathetic faggot slut whore! Fuck my hole! Cum in me SIR! I'm a fucking cumdump!" "Is that what you are? A cumdump?" Continued the black man as he pulled Colt's rock hard cock out of his jockstrap and started jerking it really hard. "Can anybody come and fuck you? Can anybody out there watching come and fuck you? You wanna give up your jock hole to anybody that wants it?" "Yes please!" Groaned Colt. "Please come fuck me! I need your cum in me! Please come and fuck me! Anybody can! Come fuck my jock ass!" He cried out as his cock shot off, hitting him in the face and coating his chest and stomach. The black man scraped up his cum and fed it to him, and Colt sucked the cum covered fingers like he was starving. The cameraman handed the camera to the Mexican man. The black man pushed Colt untill his head was hanging over the bed, his mouth wide open. Then the cameraman shoved his hard cock right down Colt's throat. I could see his cock stretch out Colt's esophagus as he buried himself balls deep. Then both men started viciously fucking my best friend, pounding both of his holes as hard as they could. The Mexican handed the cameraman a sign that he held up, and it read.... Colton Sawyer Cooper 18 yo high school senior Football player with 2 Available cumdump holes Dallas/Fort Worth area (817) 347-1823 Any cock taken HOLY SHIT! They posted his full name and his real phone number! Did he agree to that? Or was he too fucked up to know? I decided I couldn't watch anymore and turned away. Part of me was horrified. Part of me was sickened. But what I didn't realize right away is, I had been hard the whole time. As I lay in my bed at home, I tried not to think about everything I had seen, but it was no use. The images played over and over in my head. Without even thinking about it, my hand traveled down to my hard cock. After only a couple of strokes, I shot off a huge load.

Part 1 Yeah, I knew I was gay. I was only 18, and still in high school, but I had fooled around with a few guys. This was early 1990’s. My experiences had been quick and anonymous at the adult bookstore. The first couple times I just let a guy suck me in the video booths, but after several sessions I also found myself on my knees, blowing guys. I had gotten fucked exactly twice and both times it had hurt and both sessions were totally safe as both guys used a condom. I was, at that time, the total surfer twink, at 5’ 10” and 170 pounds, dark blonde hair and surfer tan. I was also totally not out. And still coming to terms with the fact that I not only liked guys, but that I was definitely more interested in the pleasing side of things versus sitting back and being pleased. But the bookstore was really hit and miss, and I was somewhat picky. My usual target was white guys in their late 30’s or 40’s. And that was really all I liked. Guys my age didn’t interest me really. So there I was, 18 and about to graduate high school and sneaking off to the adult bookstore when I just couldn’t take it anymore and either getting sucked or sucking guys. And I could still count my gay sex experiences with both hands at that point. My parents were divorced and I lived with my mom, who by then was either at work or at her boyfriends place. I had a lot of time to myself. We lived in a big apartment complex and I had to walk past a couple of buildings to get to our place from the parking lot. It was during one of those walks from the parking lot that spring of my senior year that I met Tom. I had kind of noticed him, even though he was pretty new to the complex. One, I had to walk past his patio and front door and two, Tom was hot. He was maybe 40 (turned out to be 44) and tall, 6’ 2”, but he was thin. I doubt he weighed more than me at 170. His hair was graying and cut very short. Our neighborhood was not gay Mecca, so I figured he was straight, probably some guy getting divorced. Anyways, I was waking up the path after getting off of my after school job and it was just getting dark. I knew my mom wouldn’t be home, but that was fine and I was used to making myself dinner. I saw him ahead of time on his patio so I wasn’t spooked, but I was surprised when he raised a hand and called out "Hey there, neighbor. I was standing here hoping a young strong guy would walk by." Slightly unsure how to respond I gave a light laugh, whereupon he continued "My name is Tom. I just moved in here a few weeks ago and I bought a new TV and need to move the old one upstairs but it’s really a two man job. Any chance I could talk you into giving me a hand?” Like I said, I already thought the guy was hot and, well, he was wearing a rather revealing a v neck t-shirt and gym shorts. Besides, it just seemed polite to help so I finally replied "Hi nice to meet you Tom. I’m Chris. I just live down the way, and yeah, I can help.” Smiling, he replied "Great, thanks. Come around the front door and I’ll let you in.” I walked in and my naive gaydar went off a little, but then I asked myself 'What do you know?' What was clear, however, is that the house was far from being slobbish. His furniture was tasteful and several cool, well-mounted, framed black and white photos hung on the walls. The TV of which Tom had spoken was prominently located in the living room, positioned on the floor. The new TV was in the prime position on Tom's entertainment center. “I really appreciate this. I just want to get it into my play... into the other bedroom, the first one at the top.” Most of the units in our development were the say layout, so I knew the room of which he was speaking was, in my house, my bedroom, so I knew what to expect. Tom led the way, hefting up his end of the TV, and I took-up my end, and we rather clumsily made our way up the staircase. As we began the turn into the bedroom doorway Tom grunted "Let's put it on the long desk up against the wall, ok?” It wasn’t til we set it down that I looked around and realized the purpose of the room, and why Tom had initially begun to use the word 'playroom' in identifying the room. Now, my experiences might have been slight, and I had certainly never been in a room built just for sex, but I was in one now. A bed on one wall, with the big desk which contained a TV, a DVD player, and a VCR on the opposing wall. The third wall was all mirror closets. And in the corner was something that took a naive 18 year old a second to figure out: a sling. In the most remote corner I couldn't help but notice a camcorder on a tripod. I think he noticed my shock and offered a light joke "Well, doesn’t everyone have a sex room?” He paused and then added more quietly, “Well, every gay man anyway.” He stared right at me when he said that. And while I was 95 percent sure before he said that, I knew now I was standing in Tom’s gay sex room. “Do you like it?” he asked. My heart was beating 1000 miles an hour when I replied "I like it a lot.” He looked at me a long time. “Chris right? Chris, how um, how old are you?” “I just turned 18 in January,” I replied. This was totally different than a two minute blowjob in the dark. This guy was my neighbor. “Chris, I’m not the only gay man in the room right now am I?" he asked quietly. I shook my head. "I was just gonna make sure the TV works right. Want to watch a video with me?” I again just nodded. “One thing though, one of the few rules of my room, clothes are definitely not allowed.” With that he stripped down. Holy shit. He was naked in front of me, and half hard. And his cock was amazing. I nervously stripped down. I was hard as a rock and tried to hide it. He patted the bed and motioned me to sit. “Don’t ever hide that from me here Chris. This is a place where we celebrate man sex.” He grabbed a remote and hit play and settled back onto the bed next to me. I couldn’t help staring at him and he seemed to want me to. I was so nervous still but could feel myself starting to lose control. The nerves were fading into want. I had never been in a guy's place before like this and had never had sex outside the bookstores, where it was all about rushing through as quickly as one could. Tom seemed in no hurry. As I watched him wrap his hand around his thick cock and slowly stroke himself, I thought 'Whatever happens will be fine and it’s nothing you haven’t done before at the bookstore'. I had no idea. I was 18. No one had shown me yet. Tom would. I just didn’t know it yet.

This post is a celebration of one of my favourite cities in the whole world - Berlin. I love Berlin and I've spent many happy days roaming through the city in the sunshine, exploring new areas, parks, rivers and shops. It's where I go to get away from things and I always feel relaxed the minute I get there. I especially love exploring what used to be East Berlin and watching it change over the years from what it was like in the mid 90s shortly after the wall came down to what it is like now. For me there is something joyous about being in Berlin - it's where I have had many of my horniest experiences - somehow I feel at one with myself and I've often found the confidence to go for it in a way that I might not at home. I usually say I'm more of a top but there is something about Berlin that just makes me want to pull my pants down and bend over for a good hard bareback fuck. I've usually taken a few loads within hours of getting there and I love it. On one occasion a few years ago I took a load up my arse before I had even left the airport. I had flown out to Berlin from London early in the afternoon and the flight was not particularly busy. I had noticed a German guy standing some way behind me in the queue at the departure gate - he was blond and quite stocky and I couldn't help noticing the sizeable packet in the front of his jeans. I was already in my seat when he came on to the plane and I watched as he reached up to put his bag in the overhead locker a few rows in front of me, giving me a great view of the top of his pants and the crack of his arse. When he had put his bag up he suddenly turned round and looked straight at me, as if he had sensed that I was watching him. I looked away quickly as he sat down a couple of rows in front of me. A couple of hours later we were in Berlin and I was waiting at the baggage reclaim. The blond guy was standing quite near me and every now and then he looked over at me. I looked back and soon we were discreetly cruising each other and the bulge in the front of his trousers seemed to be growing. His bag came out first, closely followed by mine and soon I was following him at a discreet distance as he made his way to the back of the baggage reclaim area and headed down a spiral staircase. I wasn't sure where he was taking me but when we got to the bottom of the staircase I saw a sign marked "Toilets." A few minutes later we were in a cubicle and he was standing in front of me unzipping his jeans. He pulled them down along with his pants and his long, thick, hard cock sprang out. I took hold of it and began to suck it. His cock was one of the biggest I had had in my mouth for a long time and I enjoyed every minute of sucking it. I could tell he was enjoying it too and soon he was pushing his cock into my mouth as I sucked him and I could tell he was getting close. Then he pulled is cock out of my mouth and motioned to me to stand up and turn round. Without a word, I stood up and turned round, pulled my pants and trousers down and bent over the toilet. I felt him pull my cheeks apart and then I felt his tongue on my hole. I hadn't been expecting that, but it felt incredibly good and I pushed my arse into his face as he began to really lick me. After a while he stood up and I felt the head of his cock pushing against my wet hole. He wanted to fuck me and clearly had no intention of using a condom - just what I wanted! I pulled my cheeks apart to help him get his big cock up my arse and when he was all the way up me I bent forward and he began to fuck me. He started off slowly and then began to fuck me harder as I bent forward over the toilet and soon he was really banging my arse. I loved every minute of it and soon his breathing was getting heavier and I could tell he was getting close and then he thrust hard up my arse a couple of times and pushed me forward, pushing his cock right up me and holding it there as he pumped my arse full of cum. It was all very horny - all the more so as neither of us said a word throughout the whole encounter. A great start to my weekend in Berlin! I sometimes book a trip to Berlin on the spur of the moment and one time I had been feeling tired and stressed at work and I booked some time off and decided to spend a weekend in Berlin on my own just unwinding. I had to attend a meeting of the senior management team in the morning and then I caught a mid afternoon flight to Berlin. I arrived, booked into my hotel, had a shower and went on Planet Romeo (hugely popular in Germany) to see what was happening. I was messaged by a Turkish guy in his late 30s who was looking for a quick fuck on his way to work in a Turkish restaurant near my hotel. We swapped some pictures and I really liked the look of his big hairy cock so we arranged that he would come by my hotel and dump a load up me. A little later he messaged me again and I thought he was calling off but instead he said one of his co workers was up for a fuck too and asked if he could bring him. I had no idea what his colleague looked like but I didn't really care - I just wanted to be fucked so I said yes no problem. They arrived a short time later. The guy was pretty much as he had looked in his pictures - and I was well happy with that, but the other guy was really good looking. He was also Turkish, no more than eighteen or nineteen, tall and slim with longish hair, very dark eyes and a really nice, boyish grin. I didn't waste any time and soon they both had their pants down and their cocks out and I was happily moving from one to the other - sucking the younger guy and then the older and then they both pushed their cocks into my mouth together and I sucked on them both. This was turning out to be a much hornier encounter than I had expected and it got even more horny when the young lad pulled his cock out my mouth and, turning round, bent forward and pushed his arse into my face. The older guy laughed and watched as I pulled the young lad's cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hairy arse hole. He moaned and pushed his arse back into my face as I pushed my tongue up his tight, hairy hole. I rimmed the young lad for a while and then the other guy said it was time to fuck. I sucked them both again and then I knelt up on the bed. Somehow I had thought they would fuck me one after the other, but they took turns on me. The older guy went up me first and gave me a good hard fuck before pulling out and letting the young lad take over. The young lad was a good fuck too - his cock was not quite as thick as the other guy's but he certainly knew how to fuck! They took turns on me for a while longer and then the young lad groaned loudly and shot his load up my arse. When he pulled out he came round and pushed his cock into my mouth as the older guy pumped his load up me. I didn't think it could get any hornier but then the older guy said "You like to fuck?" I said yes and he nodded and said something I didn't understand to the younger lad. To my surprise, the younger lad knelt up on the bed and pulled his cheeks apart, once more exposing his hairy arsehole. I didn't hesitate - I lubed him up, positioned my cock against his hole and pushed. He was tight, but not as tight as I thought he might be and soon I was right up him. He grunted as I began to fuck him, enjoying the the tightness of his arse around my cock as I thrust slowly up him and then built up and began to fuck him harder. I needed to cum now and I began to really fuck him and before too much longer I was shooting what felt like a massive load of cum up the young lad's hairy arse. Later that evening I went out for a meal and then went cruising in the Tiergarten - my favourite cruising ground. I took a few more loads up my arse and then shot my second load of the day up the arse of a nerdy looking guy in glasses who was bent over a tree with his pants down. It was good to be back in Berlin. One of the things I've always loved about Germany and about Berlin in particular is the amount of barebacking that has always gone on. So many German lads, especially young lads, seem willing to bend over and take loads with no questions asked and this has led to some very horny encounters. One day I was walking in one of my favourite areas of Berlin, an area which had formerly been part of East Berlin. I had been walking for most of the day and I intended to finish my walk by walking through the park in the Wuhletal area and coming out the other end at the underground station. I have walked through this park many times - it is one of my favourite walks - and I had never seen any evidence to suggest that the park was cruisy. As I walked through the park I passed a young blond lad who was sitting on a bench, his bike propped up against a tree. He looked at me as I passed and I wondered for a moment if he was cruising me but then I thought that was probably wishful thinking and walked on. I had been walking for several hours and was getting a bit tired now so I was strolling through the park at quite a leisurely pace. A short time later I heard the sound of a bicycle being wheeled along the path behind me and the blond lad passed me. He looked at me again as he passed and then walked on in front of me. I couldn't help admiring his slim arse in his cut off jeans and, as he looked back at me again, I began to realise that he was actually cruising me. A little later I was following him as he wheeled his bike off the path and into a wooded area. When we had gone some way into the wooded area, he stopped and turned round. He grinned at me and seconds later my cock was out and he was down sucking me off. This was just what I needed after my long walk and he was sucking me so well that before long I was getting close. I pulled out his mouth and he stood up. We changed places and soon I was sucking on his surprisingly long and thick cock. As I sucked him, he reached into his pocket and brought out a small packet of lube. As I sucked him, he began rubbing some lube into his arse. A little later, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and turned round. He leant forward against a tree and pushed his arse out. I went up him easily and he grunted as I began to fuck him. I enjoyed every minute of fucking this good looking young lad up the arse in a park in the middle of the day - no condom and no questions asked - and it was not too long before I was pumping a nice big load of cum into his unprotected arse. When I finished cumming and pulled out, I saw his cock was still rock hard. I bent forward and began to suck him as he reached round and began to finger my arse hole. I grinned at him and seconds later I was bent over against the tree as the young lad pushed his cock up my arse and began to fuck me. It was one of the best fucks I had had in a long time, all the more horny for being so unexpected - I had no idea when I entered the park that I would end up against a tree with my pants down taking a load of cum from a young lad but I was certainly not complaining. He fucked me really well and then he pulled out, wanked his cock a few times and pushed back up me and I knew he was cumming deep in my arse. A little later I was making my way to the underground station and he was wheeling his bike out of the park - with no one any the wiser that we had just fucked and bred each other in the bushes. A year or so later I had another totally unexpected and equally horny experience. I had been walking in the same area and had got on the train on the U5 underground line back in to town. The train line runs above ground for quite a number of stops before it goes underground again and I have always enjoyed the journey. This afternoon was particularly hot and I was glad to sit down after my long walk. The train was not very busy - there was only a couple of people in my carriage, both sitting at the other end and facing the other way. The train took a while to leave Wuhletal station and just before it did, two lads who looked to be in their late 20s got on and sat down just opposite me. The train started again and a little later it stopped between two stations. It stopped for quite a while this time before starting again and making its way further towards the city centre. Then, just as the train went underground it stopped again. The driver came on the tannoy and said there was an obstruction up ahead and then there was no more communication for a while. It was starting to get very hot in the carriage now and I could see the two lads were feeling the heat. I heard one ask if they had any water left and the other shook his head. I had a bottle of water and I took it out my bag and offered it to them. They were really pleased and they both took a drink from it before passing it back to me. I had realised that they were a couple by now and I couldn't help noticing that they were both quite good looking - especially the taller of the two who had dark blond hair and a really nice smile. We began to chat and after a few more minutes, the blond guy peeled off his T shirt. They both saw me looking and the other lad grinned and pulled off his T shirt too. He was darker with a hairy chest and I was now really enjoying the view, especially as I could now see the top of the dark blond lad's white Calvin Klein pants. They motioned to me to remove my top and at first I shook my head but then I decided to go for it and I pulled off my polo shirt and all three of us were topless. The other two passengers had left the train at the previous station and we now had the carriage to ourselves. It was really hot now and between us we had finished my bottle of water. We were speaking in German and our conversation had been getting a bit more suggestive. It was the dark haired lad who suggested that we should lose a few more clothes. I didn't actually think he meant anyting but as he said it, he quickly looked around and then stood up. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock out and seconds later it was in his boyfriend's mouth. He motioned to me to join them and I didn't hesitate - I was really turned on by the whole situation and soon my cock was out and the dark blond lad was taking it in turns to suck us both. I assumed he was going to suck us both off and I was really looking forward to unloading in his mouth but after a while he grinned at his boyfriend and then he pulled his pants right down and knelt up on the seat, his arse in the air. His boyfriend nodded to me and I got down behind the blond lad and parted his cheeks. I pushed my tongue into his sweaty arsehole and began to lick him. I couldn't believe this was happening but it got even hornier when the dark haired guy tapped me on the shoulder and motioned to me to stand up. He took hold of my cock and pulled it towards his boyfriend's arse and I realised he was giving me permission to fuck him. He pulled the blond lad's cheeks apart and I pushed the head of my cock against his hole. I went up him really easily and the dark haired guy told me to fuck him. This was one of the horniest experiences I had ever had and I just hoped that the train would not start up again before I got the chance to properly fuck and breed this fit lad. I knew I wouldn't last too long so I fucked him slowly as his boyfriend kissed him and wanked him. I was very close now so I began to fuck him harder and a short time later I was pumping what felt like a massive load of cum up his arse. When I pulled out, the dark haired guy leaned forward and began to suck my cock. Knowing he was sucking my cock after it had been up his boyfriend's arse was a real turn on for me. It must have been a turn on for him too - as he sucked me he shot his load out on the floor of the train carriage. I think that was one of the horniest experiences I ever had in Berlin and I couldn't quite believe it had happened. It was some time before the train started again and, when it did, the train began to get busier. The two lads got off at Alexanderplatz and both grinned at me as they got off the train. With all the restrictions in place on travel, I haven't been able to visit Berlin for over a year and I really miss it. I've enjoyed re-living some of my horny Berlin experiences and will post some more in part 2. Part 2 to follow

PART 1 I'm from the UK and go to Disney World in Florida quite regularly with family. We usually go for about a month at a time and we all stay in the same room. During my last visit, I was finally on PREP. I was paranoid about taking over a months supply with me through customs, and even more paranoid about taking poppers with me. I was debating do I go a month without sex, or do I risk it. In the end, I stuck with the prep but left the poppers at home. I didn't want to pass up an opportunity for sex should one arise, but being with my family I thought those opportunities would be few and far between. The night before my departure, we stayed in a hotel at the airport. Thankfully I had my own room, but unfortunately it was directly opposite my parents. Everyone went to bed quite early, as we had a long day ahead the next day. Alarms were set for 3am and our 9 hour flight left at 11. Whilst in bed, I decided to check through Grindr, not expecting to find anything but i'd give it a go, maybe I could sext someone or something. As usual, there were a few profiles 4 maybe 5 miles away, I couldn't travel so they were out. I was about to give up when a profile popped up 50 feet away. Almost instantly I had a message from them with "looking?". Suddenly I became nervous, could I sneak out? I cant have them here what if my parents see them. But I was so horny I thought fuck it. I replied "yes, what room?" I wasn't prepared at all, I had no poppers, no condoms / lube, but I was so horny I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity, it could've been my last for a month. I had a response from Grindr. He's on the same corridor as me, just 3 doors up. I left my room, being super quiet and making sure the heavy hotel door doesn't create suspicion for my parents. He had left his door on the latch and I walked in, pitch black. I couldn't see where I was going, until I could see the faint glow of a phone light and a the slight outline of a guy on the bed. I jumped straight into this, I didn't even ask the guy for a picture on Grindr. The phone light went off and I could see him getting up and walking to me, neither of us had said a word and he just started kissing me and fingering my ass. This was happening, I was so excited and asked to suck him. He had an average size cock, but it was extremely thick, it filled my mouth and he started fucking my throat. Every time I was gagging he pulled me up and stuck his tongue in my mouth. He laid down on the bed and pulled me on top of him. He said "spit in my mouth". I was a little shocked, I hesitated and he grabbed my throat. "I said spit in my mouth". My dick suddenly got really hard. I spat in his mouth, as requested and he pulled me down to kiss me. "Don't you fucking cum until I say so". I didn't know how to respond, so I went with a simple "Yes sir". He pulled my dick in to his mouth and asked me to fuck his throat, I was getting close to cumming so I asked him to stop. He went into his rucksack and pulled out some poppers. "Picked these up in Amsterdam, they're the real deal now sniff". He held the bottle under my nose. "Sniff again and dont stop until I said so". I kept sniffing, and sniffing, "Stop and hold your breath until I say so". I held my breath and then he said "Release and suck this dick". I became super hot, and horny. His dick became the only thing in my world, I needed it, not having it wasn't an option. I managed to deep throat it and begin to vomit. He pulled out and stuck the bottle under my nose again. "Sniff bitch until I say stop". The thumping in my head was incredible, I felt free. He pulled away the bottle and spun me over and pushed my head into the bed. I felt him spit in hole, and I could feel his dick teasing the opening. He started to push and I started to gasp, before he put his hand over my mouth. "You only speak when I let you". "Yes sir" I replied. My first mistake. "WHAT DID I JUST SAY" as my head was thrusted into the mattress and my ass spanked harder than I knew was possible. I loved it. I could feel the poppers wearing off, and his thick cock was tearing my hole a part. I tried to reach for the poppers but my master grabbed them. He pulled them behind my back and said "You sniff when I let you.". He started to slow, he must've been close. He placed the bottle in front of me and said I want you to huff this. Put your lips around the bottle. I did as my master said. He climbed on the bed and made me sit on his dick. He wanted me to ride him and choke him at the same time. He pulled me in to kiss him and I could feel him thrust in to my house, he wouldn't let go and held me tight. He filled my ass with his cum. He pushed me away. "KEEP GOING", I kept going and a few seconds later he moaned. "MILK MY DICK MILK IT" I kept going and he told me I was a good boy. I asked him could I cum and he slapped me. "NO TALKING". He turned his body backwards and asked my to throat fuck him and choke him at the same time. I'm not to stop until I cum. I kept going and could hear him gagging, every time he smacked my ass I was to let go of his throat. It wasn't long, and my load flowed freely down his throat. He kept sucking, every last drop. He got up and kissed me, it was 2:30am, I was supposed to get up in half an hour. I told him I need to get back to my room. We exchanged numbers and I left. I walked back to my room, with the cum slowly dripping out my ass staining my underwear. It was my only pair so I had to wear these cum soaked underwear on the plane the next day. TO BE CONTINUED

In regards to having an 'open door policy' and keeping the door from locking- Have any of you guys had the door cracked at a motel, with the doors that open to the parking lot, and had a random person who wasn't invited to open the door and look in? Like any member of the staff or maybe another guest staying at the motel? That's one of my fears but also a big fantasy that I'll be face down ass up naked on the bed with my hole presented towards the door, and someone passing by sees the door cracked and comes on in. As long as it was a guy I think I'd be ok with it but if it was a woman I feel like I'd freak out a bit and be pissed af lol.

Nomal is back! Went to pup night at the local bar, got fucked twice in the men's room, then went to pup gear night at the bathhouse and got fucked and fisted, sucked and milked til after 3am. Ass is sloppy and wrecked today but I am stll horny for more

OMFG! So fucking good! As much as I love the poz pig sex, the humanity of breaking mentally from losing loves and the guilt from perceived or actual transgressions are so deep and raw. You are a Master in storytelling @Navi38! Thank you for continuing this wonderful tale.....will follow you for as long as you wish to tell it.

Hi everyone, this Easter my hole is available for all you pervy doms. I'll be staying with a Dom in Fort Lauderdale from Friday night until Sunday afternoon and he's letting me host 🙂 (He got his second covid shot). Can't do groups, but just one on one. Masks are best so no kissing, but I'll lick your pits, asshole, feet, drink your piss and you can piss and cum in my bussy. Hmu for more info.

Part 5 I arrived at the lodge that Michael and Dan had rented later that afternoon. It was really beautiful - luxurious I think is the best word to describe it. The surroundings were amazing too - the lodge was by a lake with a great view of the mountains nearby and I had a double room overlooking the lake. I was in good spirits - I hadn't had any time off for about two years and I really needed a break and I was looking forward to doing not very much. I liked Michael and Dan a lot - they were both barristers and most of the other members of the house party were in the legal profession too - some were barristers and some solicitors. I had got to know Michael several years ago when I had worked in his office as an extra job and he had become a really good friend. In addition to Michael and his partner Dan, there was two other couples - Barnaby and Simon and Josh and Max. I had met Barnaby and Simon before - Barnaby was a stocky, ginger guy with a beefy arse and Simon was shorter, a little bit chubby and actually the better looking of the two. I hadn't met Josh and Max before - they were both trainee solicitors in their mid 20s and I couldn't help noticing they were both good looking young lads. All of us had travelled up from the south of England except the two young lads who were Scottish. The other member of the party was David, a friend of Michael's who was also a barrister. I didn't like David - and I was fairly sure he didn't like me. I had always found David very judgemental - he did not particularly approve of casual sex or cruising and was very judgemental about anyone who cheated or anyone who had what he called "unprotected sex". No matter what topic was being discussed, David and I always seemed to have opposite viewpoints. We were taking it in turns to do the food and on the first evening, Dan and Michael made us an amazing meal. The wine was flowing and the company was good. I was beginning to relax and, typically for me, was beginning to feel horny again, despite having cum heavily up the arse of the train guard just a few hours earlier. I promised myself I would have a good wank before going to sleep and at the same time I couldn't help noticing that one of the young lads, Josh, seemed to be looking my way quite a bit. He was an attractive lad, slim and dark, with an attractive, boyish smile. I felt a familiar stirring in my pants and casually spread my legs a bit. I was fairly sure that Josh was watching me now and also fairly sure that he liked what he was seeing. A little later, the conversation turned to a new drug designed to prevent HIV infection that was apparently just starting to be offered as a trial to some high risk gay men in certain areas. Opinion was divided as to whether it was a good thing or not. David was, as usual, the most vocal - he was of the view that it would just encourage guys to be irresponsible and that everyone should just stick to playing safe. In his view, there was no need for anyone to become infected with HIV if they just behaved sensibly and if people didn't behave sensibly, they had no one to blame but themselves. Barnaby agreed with David. I decided to keep quiet on this occasion, unusually for me, as I didn't want to ruin the evening and I looked at David thoughtfully. He was not a bad looking guy and actually could be quite nice if he was not so uptight and so quick to judge. Simon then said mildly that it was up to everyone to make their own decisions, to protect themselves and to ask the right questions. Michael was, as ever, diplomatic and brought the conversation to a close before it got out of hand. The two young lads had said nothing. A little later I was sitting on the balcony in my room overlooking the lake as I had one last drink and then I stripped off and got into bed. I was still horny, and I started to play with my cock but decided that, on balance, I was too tired to have a wank and it could wait until the morning. A few minutes later there was a tap on my bedroom door and Josh's head appeared round it. "Can I come in?" he whispered. I nodded and he came into the room, wearing only a T-shirt and a pair of white pants that left little to the imagination. He grinned at me, put his finger to his lips and, without a word, pulled the duvet back. I was naked and hard and Josh wasted no time in going down on me. I closed my eyes and sighed as Josh began to suck my cock. He sucked me really well and I enjoyed every minute of him sucking me. After a while, Josh moved round and knelt over me. He took my cock in his mouth again as he pushed his arse into my face. I pulled his cheeks apart and my tongue went up his arse as he continued sucking my cock. I was getting close now and then Josh moved round again and squatted over me. He took hold of my cock, positioned it against his wet arsehole and pushed down. The entire length of my cock went slowly but surely up his arse and when it was right up him, he began to ride me. "Oh fuck....oh fuck....yeah!" he moaned softly as he rode my cock. I was really enjoying the fuck, and the thought that Josh's boyfriend was probably sleeping nearby none the wiser, somehow made it even hornier. Just as I was getting close once again, Josh climbed off my cock and laid down on the bed, holding his legs high in the air. I went back up him and really began to fuck him. I was getting close now and told him so. "Do it...." he moaned, "Fucking do it.......cum in me!" I started to cum and he moaned "Oh yeah......give it to me......fucking give it to me!" I didn't hold back - I really bred him - it felt like I was never going to stop cumming. When I had finally finished and pulled out, Josh pulled his pants back on, grinned at me and went softly out of the room. My week in Scotland had got off to a very promising start! I slept well that night and woke up just before 7am feeling refreshed. I usually get up before 6am so this was a bit of a lie in for me and I laid in bed for a while, feeling relaxed. I thought back to the night before and Josh riding on my bare cock and I started feeling horny again. I got up, showered quickly and got dressed. A large luxury hotel about a mile away offered reduced membership to their gym for guests at the lodges and I had taken this up and was looking forward to a good session in the gym to start the day. I enjoyed the walk along by the lake in the cool morning air and then I saw a figure up ahead and recognised Simon. He was on his way to the gym too and I caught him up and we began to chat. He was a nice guy and I enjoyed his company. We got to the gym, registered and went in to the changing room. There was only one other guy there and he left shortly after we arrived . I was still feeling a bit horny and was conscious that my dick was semi hard as I stripped off. Simon was still chatting casually to me as we got changed, but I could see his eyes straying to my dick, even though he was trying hard not to look. We had a good work out in the gym, sometimes we worked together and sometimes separately and, after about an hour, we were back in the empty changing room. Simon was a bit quieter as we both stripped off and he turned away as he pulled his shorts and pants down. I couldn't help noticing that he had a really fit arse and once again I had a semi as I followed Simon into the showers. As we showered together, I didn't trouble to hide my semi hard cock and when Simon turned to face me, I saw that he was also now getting hard. We both took hold of our cocks at the same time and soon we were wanking together. I could sense that Simon was nervous and I didn't want to push him so I decided to let things take their course and see how far Simon wanted to go. He seemed content just to wank off together and after a while, he moved in closer to me. My hand found his arse and he didn't object as I started to move my finger up and down his crack He was still wanking as my finger found his hole and began to push up it. He groaned as I fingered him and seconds later he shot his load. We made our way back to the lodge a little later, chatting normally as if nothing had happened and this suited me fine. I had enjoyed fingering Simon's arsehole and watching him cum and guessed that he might be willing to take things further and just needed to take things slowly. I didn't get a chance to speak to Josh until much later in the day when his partner was resting. I was sitting out at one of the tables in the garden enjoying a drink when Josh came and joined me. He smiled at me and told me how much he had enjoyed the night before. I told him I had enjoyed it too and then he asked me if my ears had been burning just before I had arrived the day before. I asked him what he meant and he said that David had been having a go at me shortly before I arrived. He told me that David had told Michael and Dan that he had heard I was HIV positive and not on meds and yet I still fucked around and didn't use condoms. I was really surprised. I said "So, last night.....you knew?" Josh nodded "Oh yeah, I knew exactly what I was getting!" He grinned at me. "I loved it. I fucking loved it!" I was hard now and I could see Josh was too. He suggested we take a short walk and said he knew of a quiet spot nearby and soon we were in a little clearing overlooking the lake. Josh sucked my cock for a while and then he bent forward against a tree, his pants and trousers down at his knees, wanking and telling me how much he wanted it as I fucked him hard and fast and shot another load of toxic cum into his fit young arse. As I pulled out of Josh's arse, I sensed we were not alone. I turned around just in time to see a tall young lad disappearing quickly into the woods. I told Josh and he laughed and said he hoped the lad had enjoyed watching as much as he had enjoyed doing it. A little later we were sitting back at the table having a drink together and Josh told me how good my dirty load felt in his cunt. He told me he had been chasing for some time now and nothing turned him on like taking a positive load. I asked about his partner. "What about Max?" Josh was silent for a moment. "He wants it too - he just needs to go a bit slower." He grinned and said "He really fancies you and when I told him this morning you were toxic, he was so horny he made me fuck him twice." Things were taking a very interesting turn, and not one I had expected when I arrived. I asked him who else had been there when David had said what he said to Michael about me and he told me only Dan and Barnaby. "By the way," said Josh "Just how toxic are you?" I told him. "Fuck me!" he said. We agreed that he would speak to Max and see what he could set up and a short time later we were joined by some of the others. The next morning I was back in the gym working out with Simon. He seemed more at ease today and we had a good workout together. Once again the gym was more or less deserted and for most of our workout we had it to ourselves. As we stripped off I could see that Simon was hard and when I followed him into the showers his arse was just a few inches away from my cock. We started wanking but I was so horny I knew I was going to cum almost immediately. I told Simon and he said "Cum on me!" To my surprise he turned away, bent forward against the wall of the shower and pulled his cheeks apart, exposing his arsehole. "Cum on my arse." he moaned. I began to cum almost immediately, my cum landing right on his open hole. He moaned and I moved in closer. He didn't object when I began to rub my cock over his hole and as I pushed up him the last few spurts of cum went right inside him. I was still rock hard and I knew I could easily cum again, so I pushed him forward and began to fuck him right there in the shower area. Simon was moaning "Oh, God.......Oh fuck.....Oh fuck...." He was pushing his arse back onto my cock as I fucked him and it was not too long before I was close to cumming a second time. I wondered whether I should warn him but he was lost in the fuck and so I just went ahead and began to shoot my load right into his arse. When I finished I pulled out and he stood up and pulled me towards him. He kissed me very hard and at the same time I felt his cum spurting out between our bodies. We both showered and soon we were making our way back to join the others for breakfast. I was interested that the guy who had said it was for everyone to protect themselves and to ask the right questions had done neither of these things. We all passed a fairly lazy day and in the afternoon Simon and his partner went out for the afternoon with Michael and Dan. Josh and Max had gone swimming in the next town and I wasn't where the others were. I was feeling very satisfied after the fuck I had with Simon that morning but I was still super horny around this time and I was still able to cum twice or even three times in the one day. Later in the day I decided to act on a hunch and I made my way to the spot where Josh and I had fucked the day before. It was just around the same time and shortly after I got there my hunch paid off. The young lad who had watched us fuck the day before came shyly towards me out of the bushes. I smiled at him. "Hi, I'm Lee." I said. "I'm Jack." said the young lad. "Nice to meet you, Jack." I said. He smiled and seemed to relax a bit. I asked if he was local and he said he lived on a farm nearby and was attending agricultural college. He was quite a good looking lad, tall and slim with long hair tied back in a ponytail and now that he had relaxed he was quite chatty. He told me he was nineteen and lived with his parents and he asked me what it was like living in London. We chatted for a while and then I decided to make a move. I asked him if he had enjoyed watching us the other day. He nodded shyly and I asked him if he would have liked to join in and he nodded again. I asked if he had done it before and he said yes - a few times. Then he hesitated and then said "But......" his voice tailed off and I said "But what?" He was silent for a moment and then he said "I've never done it without a condom before," and added "you didn't use a condom with that guy, did you?" I shook my head and he was silent again. "What's it like?" he suddenly asked. I wasn't sure what he meant at first and then I realised he was talking about fucking without a condom. "Well, I like it." I said cautiously. Jack was silent again. "Would you like to try it without a condom?" I asked. He was silent again for a moment and then he nodded. Soon my cock was out and Jack was down sucking me off. I could tell he wasn't very experienced but he sucked me quite well and then he licked my balls for a while before going back down on my cock. He sucked me for a while longer and then stood up. "Will you fuck me?" he asked. A little later Jack was bent over, his jeans and his white underpants at his ankles and my tongue was up his arse. I rimmed him for a while as he gave contented little moans and soon I was easing my bare cock into his tight, slightly hairy arsehole. He gave a yelp as I pushed further up him and I stopped. "Are you ok?" I asked. He nodded. "Just go slowly" he said. I went slowly and soon I was right up him. I gave him a moment to get used to my cock and then I began to fuck him slowly. His arse was incredibly tight and this, together with the knowledge that I was taking his bareback virginity, really turned me on. I fucked him slowly at first and then began to go a little faster. He was moaning now and playing with his cock as I fucked him steadily, slowly but surely beginning to fuck him a bit harder. He was still moaning softly and I could tell he was getting more and more into it. I was getting close now and I told him so. "Are you going to cum in my bum?" he asked. "Do you want me to?" I said and he moaned again and said "Yes!" Almost immediately I began to cum deep inside him and I knew I was shooting a nice big load right into his unprotected arse. Jack's eyes were shining as I pulled out and he wanked his cum out on to the grass in front of him. "That was awesome!" he said. "Thanks." "My pleasure!" I said That night I couldn't sleep and decided to go for a night walk along by the river. I walked for about an hour and as I returned to the lodge I saw that there was a light on in one of the ground floor rooms. As I passed by I could see that it was Simon and Barnaby's room. There was a lamp on in the room and a gap in the curtains and, out of curiosity, I looked in. The first thing I saw was Barnaby's naked arse - he was fucking Simon, who was on his back with his legs up. I wondered what Barnaby would think if he knew I had been there before him and had dumped a load up his partner earlier in the day. I now had a perfect view of Barnaby's arse and as he thrust up Simon's arse every now and then I got a perfect view of his arsehole. I didn't like Barnaby much, but I had to admit that he had a very attractive arse. I couldn't help imagining myself stepping up behind him while he fucked Simon and depositing a nice little gift deep in his uptight ginger hole. Soon I was relaxing in bed. It had been a good day and I had enjoyed some very horny fun. The following evening the others were all going to a concert in a town nearby and I had arranged to take Josh and Max out for a meal and a few drinks. I was looking forward to that. The week was shaping up well. Part 6 to follow

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We left the restaurant and beelined to the closest bathhouse. We rented a double bed room. I'm not sure why Hubby insisted on this. As I expected we really didn't spend any time in it. The sling was empty so I went directly there and climbed aboard. Hubby began humping me bareback to send a clear message. My ass was available for breeding. When we had attracted an audience of three or four Hubby pulled out tapped in a beer bellied average looking 50ish guy with a smallish dick. Again he was sending a message. 'No load refused ',and for my part he was right. As beer belly rutted my ass Hubby headed off on a mission that I knew nothing about. After ten minutes I received load fourteen for my day, the only goal I knew of for this bathhouse visit. Hubby circled and weaved through the maze of hallways. He checked every open door looking for one very particular guy, really any guy with a biohazard tattoo. This turned out to be a needle in a haystack search which took so long that four more guys had pumped and bred my dripping ass. I was warn out by my extra active day and ready to climb out of the sling and head on home. About that time Hubby was also ready to give up on his quest. That's when he saw his mark signing in at the front desk. This guys cocky banter with the staff, his impish confident grin, his mop of wild curls all captured Hubby's attention. From a discrete distance Hubby watched as this curly headed male magnet found his locker and stripped. He was not ripped but certainly fit with broad shoulders and a bubble butt. The generous painting of eclectic tattoos covering his body and limbs announced a free spirit celebrating his unique path in life. Just before wrapping a towel around his middle he turned and faced Hubby. That's when Hubby caught a quick glimpse of a beautiful five inch flaccid dick and above that peaking through closely cropped pubic hair ... a four inch biohazard tattoo. Curly caught Hubby staring, smiled and winked at my man. He made a pointing motion toward the biohazard tattoo and mouthed 'This?' Hubby nodded. Curly mouthed 'You got a room?' Hubby walked past Curly quietly saying, "Follow me." In our room and door closed Curly had both towels on the floor, naked bodies entwined and his tongue down Hubby's throat. Hubby gladly reciprocated. Curly effortlessly spun Hubby around leaned him against the wall and had his raw cock head poking Hubby's hole before he spoke; "I'm assuming you are prelubed." Hubby; "Ah... actually I'm not. But I..." Curly interrupted; "Spit works." Hubby; "No ... well wait..." Curly; "Forget that,I'm fucking and breeding your handsome ass man." Forcefully turning to face Curly Hubby spoke. "As great as that sounds I actually scoped you out for my lover. But first, can I ask about this tattoo. " Curly; "The biohazard." Hubby; "Yeah, are really hazardous, toxic?" Curly; "Never been medicated, huge fuckin viral load which I'm about to plough deep into your fuckin negative ass. " Hubby's head spun as he was turned back and Curly's cock penetrated his dry ass. The humping fuck had already started in earnest. Through increasing pain Hubby managed to cry out; "Fuck man. You can have my ass; but, I need to clean out, we need lube, and my partner needs your first toxic load." Curly; "Yeah? He's probably on PrEP. No, I prefer to claim tops like you bud." Hubby; "Fuck! I promise you will; but, I want my lover to take your first toxic load. He's had at least thirteen loads today, two probably poz, he's not on PrEP. I want to see you fuck and breed him, knock him up. Then you can finish violating my negative ass. And no, I'm not on PrEP either." Curly pulled his nine inch rock hard fuck probe out; "Hmm, sounds interesting. Where is this cum whore pig husband of your's?" Hubby; "In the sling." Curly grabbed Hubby by the arm and toed him to the sling. Their healthy erections leading the way on full display for all to see. A three hundred pound bear was unloading in me when they arrived in all their naked glory. The bear pulled out and Curly was feltching my ass in a flash. Even quicker he spat on Hubby's cock and pushed it into my stretched hole. Just as quickly six inches of Curly's cock was impaled in Hubby. He whispered in Hubby's ear; "I'm going to watch as you breed your last negative load into your husband. And don't get any ideas, I'm not giving up this front row seat 'til your guts are swimming with my poison." Although he had been whispering I heard every word and my cock hardened with way more vigor than I thought I had left in me. Me to Hubby; "Does he know you're not on PrEP?" Curly; "Sure do bud. Knew your hubby wanted me to poz his top ass the moment I saw him staring at my biohazard tattoo." Me; "Fuckin A man! From the pain on his face I'd guess you're fucking him without lube, tearing his guts to peices so your poison shoots right into his blood stream." Curly; "Fuckin right man!" Hubby panting; "I wanted you to be first lover..." Me; "Ripp him apart, then breed him deep. Fuck Hubby, this is way better! I'll never forget watching you get fuckin pozed while pounding me. Fuckin A breeder, you getting close? Don't hold back. Cum in Hubby's ass! Poz his top guts!" Curly to Hubby; "I need to blow man. Where do you want this toxic load?" Resigned Hubby spoke. "Cum in me, poz my ass man. It's time."

Went up to the park last night and saw a regular car so pulled up and parked. Walked into the woods and he was standing there jerking off and recognized me as the previous cumdump bottom he bred. I walked past him and behind a large tree and like a good cumdump had my pants down and leaned against the tree waiting as he joined me. He didn’t take any time getting started fucking me so I was glad I had lubed good before I got there. He was calling me a pussy cumdump and told me he was going to knock me up. He said I deserve what I get taking any load in the woods. He finished fucking me hard and I could feel his cock throbbing deep putting that load in me. I pulled my pants up and walked back to my car. On the way home I saw I had a message from a regular hung guy. He asked if he could fuck my hole in 10 minutes. That gave me just enough time to get home and be face down pussy up waiting for his hard fucking and deep breathing. he told me when he got there and as he was walking in the door I waited pussy up and took a nice hit of poppers. He came in and his cock was already hard. He laid it on my hole and I was grinding on him until he was ready to slide in my pussy. You was about 8 inches and thick and slid it in in one stroke. He loves spreading my ass to get it all the way in. Then he mounted me and fucked me hard until he was dumping his load in me. He said he wanted to and his load in my cunt. I was fucking back on his cock until he slid out of my hole. He pulled his pants up and walked out. As instructed I texted this other regular top who only wants my pussy if it is nice and sloppy. I told him I had two loads in the if he was interested. He quickly replied give me five or 10 minutes. He told me to keep those loads in me. He showed up and I was waiting pussy up as he came in the room. He said he could see the cum drooling out of my cunt. Each Time he pulled his cock out I can feel comb and lube running down my balls. He would wipe it up with the head of his cock and shove it back in me. After a few minutes of hard sloppy loud fucking he dumped his load in me. I could tell he wasn’t done as I was riding his cock after he came and it wasn’t getting soft. He let me ride him for a couple minutes and then took over and started pounding my hole as cum and lube was literally splashing around. He put another load deep in my cunt and I could feel his cock throbbing as he filled me back up. He stopped recording cleaned his cock off and left. Left my pussy drooling with cum and wanting more. The towel under me had hey nice elongated puddle of cum that leaked out of me and I had cum splashed on my ass cheeks and up my back.

Waiter; "Hey you guys, I gotta get these dishes back to the kitchen. I need a bathroom break. Then I'll bring your dessert and Irish coffee. " Hubby; "Sounds good." Me; "Yeah, a bathroom break sounds like a good idea." Hubby; "Don't take too long, you don't want to miss dessert." And he winked. I really did have to take a leak. At the same time all my talk about fucking had my ass with an itch that needed scratching. I was finished at the urinal before our waiter arrived. I had already moved to a stall, dropped my jeans, leaned over the throne and left the door open when he did arrive. I could literally feel the heat from his eyes checking my ass when he passed on his way to the urinal. I listened to his long hard steady piss, then there was silence. I chose to just keep staring at the wall. As I anticipated warm hands spread my butt cheeks. Then a tongue lapped around my cummy hole and transitioned to a nice tongue fuck. I'd had other waiters take me in this stall. This would be my first load from this young guy that had just been holding my hubby's erection; the guy my hubby had been giving the hand job. It was time. He stood and his bare cock slid into my eager fuck chute. He pushed in steady and soon his coarse pubic hair was tickling my ass cheeks. I thought that was strange. I figured a young otter like him would keep his bush trimmed short if not shaved. I reached under as I often do to feel the naked cock meet my hole. I was again confused when my hand brushed by a coarsely haired leg. This just didn't check with the soft hair I'd seen on his chest. Whoever it was, he was laying on a great fuck, nothing to complain about there. Then my neck was being nibbled and scratched by his coarse beard. But my young man didn't have a beard. Who was fucking me? I looked back to see the restaurant chef panting as he pounded away at my backside. But that's not all there was to see. Our young waiter was railing the chef's ass. The chef was the filling in our little bareback sandwich. His eyes were rolled into the back of his head. He was definitely enjoying himself and all the action brought him over the edge quickly. Rope after rope of cum sprayed in my ass. When the chef pulled out the waiter dove in to feast on and feltch my well used hole. He stood, kissed me, shared some cum and quickly impaled me with his impressive six and a half inch member. The roughest most brutal fuck of my day ensued for the next five minutes. All of a sudden my ass was bereft, empty and wanting. I looked back to see the waiter ripping off all his clothes. He was well put together and a beautiful naked otter sight to behold. I thought 'what the fuck' and quickly slipped out of my clothes as well. I laid on the floor in the middle of the room legs raised, ass offered. He was in pushup position and pistoning in youthful abandon before a blink of the eye. The look on his face when he came deep in me was that of a wild animal. He panted and panted fighting to regain his breath for the longest time. That's when I heard clapping and there in the open bathroom door stood hubby with a group of patrons from the restaurant. Our waiter unabashedly stood up and took a bow. Not to be outdone I too stood, took his hand, and in our naked glory we bowed together. The waiter began gathering and putting on his clothes. I just grabbed my jeans and shirt and walked through the clapping audience. When I was sure all eyes were on me I scooped some cum from my ass and fed it to hubby. The small crowd went wild with cheers and cat calls.

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*Cums inside* ... I asked you to pull out ... Oooops, forgot to turn my hearing aid on! 😈 Goodness, if my Dick is inside a boys cunt, that is it, it is then a done deed that I WILL be ejaculating inside of him. If he is not prepared to be inseminated, then he should play with tops who use condoms. Would you place a delicious looking slice of cake in front of me and tell me I was not allowed to eat it?

PART 3 Now if my heart wasn’t already beating 1000 miles an hour, what Tom just said made it go even faster. Everything I had heard and seen had said 'Always use a condom'. I mean, I knew like in the 70s and stuff guys didn’t, but with AIDS, I didn’t think anyone didn’t use condoms. But I guess some people didn’t, because guys still kept getting infected with HIV. All this went thru my brain in a split second. And the whole time I was staring at Tom and, in particular, his gorgeous cock. It was so hard now. Finally, I responded, “I... I guess I just never thought about that. Everyone says it’s so important to practice safe sex and the guys always had condoms. I didn’t plan on getting fucked even, it just kind of happened.” He continued to slowly tug on his giant cock replying “I guess a lot of people say that. A lot of guys just aren’t satisfied with sex using condoms. It just doesn’t feel right for them. Maybe for some guys condoms are great. But even you said, for you it made it not so great. Probably not horrible, but not as great as you thought if could be? And let me guess, these guys were hot guys probably huh? And you lost control a little and they wanted your hole and so you just gave it to them? Something like that?” His gentle smile suggested he knew what had happened and had been there in the bookstore when I was getting fucked. “Yeah, both times I thought the guys were really hot and I sucked them but they wanted to do more and I wanted to get them off. And so I let them,” I said. I couldn’t believe this conversation and this situation I was in. I would float in and out of losing myself in the moment and snapping back to being a very nervous 18 year old. And then I added, “And yeah, you are right I guess. It was okay, but somehow something was missing or not right. But I don’t know, it was so rushed and stuffy in the booth.” Tom quietly said “Chris, I have all night. I have tons of hot porn to keep on the screen. I think it is great that you felt so open to share with me. I want you to know, look at me, anything you want to try or anything you want to do. I would love to share my experience with you and expose you to everything I have. Right now Chris. What do you want to try first?” I was already sliding to my knees when I blurted “I want to suck it. I want to suck it so badly.” His legs parted open to welcome my wet lips as I greedily took his cock head into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, lashing upwards to taste the first of what would be a good steady stream of precum. Intoxicating precum. “Yeah Chris, that’s so good. Feels so good. You suck it just like you wanted to, like you needed to. You look so sexy with your lips wrapped around my cock like that,” Tom whispered. I struggled as I took more and more in mouth and gagged as it hit my throat. I didn’t know exactly what I wanted, but I knew I wanted more. And what was that about licking a guy's hole? That sounded like two might feel really good, I thought to myself as I slurped and sucked and tried to please him with my young mouth. Glancing up at him, I noticed a wide smile on his face. I had a feeling Tom would teach me much that I didn't know. In fact Tom seemed to know everything - at least about sex. Not to mention he was so fucking hot. And his cock, the precum. I was totally losing myself in cock lust.

PART 2 I had no idea what to do. I was naked, seated on the edge of a stranger's bed, and we were watching a gay porn, a gay porn where a young guy was slobbering all over a guy's cock. My six inch cock was rock hard, but next to me was an almost rock hard man dick. I marveled at how such a thin guy had such a huge fat cock. It had to be at least eight and a half inches. As if sensing it, or maybe he was just staring at me staring at his cock, he commented "I like that you can’t stop looking at my cock. You must be hungry. Have you been with many guys?” I just figured honesty was best and I wasn’t exactly fooling anyone into thinking I was 'Mr. Experience', so I told the truth. "I've..., I've gone to a bookstore a few times and done stuff.” I was super embarrassed to admit it, but he looked at me and smiled, responding "Good for you. Bookstore booths can be hot. Did you just let guys suck you or has Chris learned to get his knees dirty?” "At first, I got sucked but I kind of like, I kind of like to suck more than get sucked.” There, I had admitted it. "And what about fucking? Anyone get that butt yet?” he asked. "I tried it twice. It was good, but it kind of hurts, and well, it seems like... condoms aren’t very slippery it feels like.” He looked at me thoughtfully and asked "So, each of the guys who fucked your ass used a condom? But not when you were sucking, right? I imagine you took each man's load in your mouth, didn’t you?” “I only tried fucking twice and yes, each guy used a condom. And yes, you're also right, when I suck I don’t ever use a condom. Oh, and yeah, the guys always just cum in my mouth. I don’t mind though.” There, I had admitted that too. I liked sucking cock and tasting cum. “Well Chris, I am proud of you for being so open with me and for going out and finding what you like. Do you want to know what I like and what I have done?” I nodded. “I've done most everything, I think, so if you have a question, just ask. But when it comes to fucking and sucking and having man sex, I like it all. But most of the time, I am the one getting sucked more than the one sucking. And most of the time I am the one licking a guy's asshole instead of him licking mine. And I am always the one, these days, that fills a hot manhole instead of having a cock deep up in me. And I have a secret trick for fucking that makes it real slippery and the bottoms always love it. In my book it's the only way to fuck. Can you guess what it is?” I shrugged, having no idea. "Well, let's put it this way: the problem with the way you’ve been fucking is that you used condoms. I never do.”

(This story is not so much about chasing or gifting. It is more about living on the edge and the adrenaline rush of taking risks with many barebacker sexual partners without the safety of PrEP. I chose to place it here because some might feel it's closer to this topic than general bareback where there's no reference to HIV.) "Looks like we're not cooking again tonight", said my husband with a twinkle in his eyes. He can always tell when I arrive home with a load or two or more from my day at work in the hospital. This was a 'more day' and we had two rules. The first was that he would never waist the natural lube for his 8 inch thick cock. After breeding me on the kitchen island he would enjoy an appetizer by fetching out his load and the rewards of my sexually active day. This day there was enough protein for the main course, so lots to snowballing share with me. The second rule was we had to share all the details if we had hooked up. We had an open relationship from day one and often played together with others. But the rule was if you played on your own you had to tell the other as soon as possible. Like I needed to tell him, he could always smell the other men on me from 100 feet. We never rushed a fuck with each other so this day like many, supper prep time disappeared. Besides it was more fun to tell all the sordid details when neither of us were distracted by something as mundane as meal preparation. So he spent forty five minutes pounding two of his loads into me; one in the kitchen followed by appetizer; the other in the shower; and then we headed off to our secluded booth at the back of our favorite Italian restaurant. The fact that we knew our server was a cute, young, olive skinned otter who provided special privileges and discretion didn't hurt either. - . ------.-------.-------.-------.-------.-------.-------.---- Me: "So there was a super handsome new doctor on Rounds this morning. " My hubby: "Oh, oh, okay. I know where this is going. " Me: "Don't give me that hon. I know you loved the api we just shared every bit as much or more than I did. " Him: "Yup! And I know that I've just sampled more than the taste of this new doctor's cum. How many did you bring home tucked up your sweet perky ass babe? Were you able to do any nursing work today?" Me: "Uh... uh.... (counting in my head) ... not sure.... I think nine." Our waiter whistled: "Fuck you whore, that's a lot even for you!" We had not noticed his arrival. Me; "Actually there was the 26 load bathhouse visit before I met hon. Wait, that was the night I met you wasn't it hon? But who's counting?" Waiter; "Not me. I couldn't keep up. " Hubby laughing; "Now you see my problem. You don't look very busy. Why don't you get our usual cocktails and sit in to hear his sordid details?" ------.-------.------.------.-------.--------.--------.------- Me; "It looked like Rounds as usual. All the regular team. Just as we were heading into the first patient room he appeared and joined us. I lost my breath the moment our eyes met. There was an instant connection. My first thought was about my 'Pure' capsules. My ass was sure to be clean for what was bound to be probing it soon." "He looked a lot like McSteamy from Gray's Anatomy. Tall, slim, sharpely handsome face, patchy scruffy beard that he could get away with due to his steamy grin and seductive blue grey eyes. Those eyes instantly saw right through me and he knew before the day was finished where he would be planting his load. " Waiter; "You hoped!" Hubby; "Oh no! My slutty babe knew!" Me; "Shortly after Rounds McSteamy arrives at my nursing station. When he's finished giving instructions to the ward clerk he makes sure he's caught my eye. Using his seductive eyes and nothing more he motions me down the hall. When we get to the walk in linnen closet he pushes me in, closes and locks the door." "I'm on my knees and fish out his 5 inch semi-erect tool. It quickly expands to it's full 7 inch respectable slender hardness in my mouth. He grabs me by the hair, pulls me to my feet, spins me around and leans me against the shelving in one smoothly orchestrated movement. He's done this many times with many a nurse. " " "No time for oral foreplay whore. As a doctor I know very well we should use a condom but you will only take it bareback. Right slut?" " "I silently nodded my head. " Waiter; "Fuck, you didn't even ask his status?" Hubby laughing; "Are you kidding? This guy? He never does. " Waiter; "You must be on PrEP?" Hubby smiling; "He's not. We gotta get you on that." Me; "Yah, I guess. " Hubby smiling; "Or not. You love the adrenalin rush of not knowing. Right?" Waiter; "So are you guys chasing? I'm assuming you bareback each other. " Hubby; "Not really chasing. We just haven't got around to PrEP. And honestly, we both get horned up by the spin of the Roulette wheel. Maybe we are pre-chasing." Waiter; "Fuck! You guys are so damn hot. " Me; "Do you guys want to hear the rest of this story? Or not?" They both nod and turn their attention back to me where it belongs. Me; "Before I could answer his question, with just spit for lube he presses against my vulnerable hole. I take a deep breath and his naked head has penetrated me. "That's it, deep breaths slut. Keep relaxing that hole so I can force this beaut into you balls deep. We don't have a lot of time for this pump and dump. We don't want to be missed do we?" " "By the time I could feel his trimmed pubic hairs scratching my ass cheeks the pounding began. Zero to one hundred in a flash. Between the rocking of the shelving and the rhythmic slapping of his pelvis to my butt cheeks I'm surprised we hadn't attracted a crowd to the closest door." "Within two minutes he was breathlessly whispering in my ear, "Filling your slutty ass whore. You're getting my second load of the day and I can only imagine how many you'll get dropped in there before your day ends. Thanks. Have fun. " " "And he was gone before I could even pull up my scrubs. I probed my ass and had a little taste just to be sure I had received my reward for the chance I'd taken. It tasted mighty sweet!" "As I emerged from the closest Sam the janitor gave me a knowing look asking; "Are you headed to the lab with samples?" " ""Pretty sure I am." I responded." "Sam leaned in speaking so only I could hear, "Great. Meet me in the basement in 15. I'll give you a sample to join the good doctor's." "

I just got picked up off the street by a straight guys who likes getting blowjobs from my tranny whore mouth. when he parked he was fingering my pussy while I sucked his cock like he always does and he said wait a minute and pulled out a huge cucumber and said "I wanna shove this up your ass and fuck you with it while you blow me. I wanna see how easy your pussy takes it" and then when it slid in me EASILY he said "I should have brought something bigger. I knew you were a loose slut"

I guess I've always been a little slut in denial. Two days ago I finally let loose and did what I've always wanted to do. I used my day off to be a no loads refused cumdump. Throughout the course of the day I was fucked ten times by ten different guys each one filling my guts with cum. I was spitroasted at one point, at another point I was collared, cuffed, and gagged while getting fucked rough. I loved every second of it. I now know that my place is life is to be a warm hole for others to fuck. Maybe I'll even try to find an owner soon. someone who I will deny nothing. please any time in any way like a good little cumslave.

One of the hottest kinks ive seen. being drove around In a van, bound in a sling getting sucked and fucked by randos.

A Man is Dominant and assertive but above all, a protector. Having said that, don’t buy into what our society wants us to be: castrated and whiny, asking for permission and be sweet and tender in bed like a woman. That’s not who we are! A Man fucks and dumps his sperm in a willing and welcoming hole. Male or female, the recipient’s pleasure is irrelevant. If I am with a faggot, I am the Man. I will take my pleasure from him because I am entitled to it and I will expect my fag to do what it takes to make me cum as hard as possible.

That's very hot!! Bet that top LOVED it too! I go through phases of saving mine too. I fount these perfect size test tubes on amazon. 1" wide by 6" long with screw caps so the cum doesn't evaporate in the freezer (it will if not sealed). I usually bring them out with a buddy, let them thaw only slightly (in the test tube, in one of our mouths or asses). Just enough thawing so the cum will slide out of the tube. Then make out with it briefly to taste it then promptly into one (or both) of our cunts for lube. I LOVE eating ass with my lube melting as foreplay, then eventually add a fresh hot load to the melted frozen load. It takes a long time to save up enough so I save them for special sluts I know will be into it :) I have never had even close to a whole cup in one batch - seriously wish I had been the lucky fuckbud to get into your FILLED fuckhole!!

As I've said elsewhere: that "hot" lasts for a few minutes. The results last for a lifetime. It's not for me to say nobody should chase or nobody should get pozzed, but it's a life-altering, irrevocable decision, and doing it because it seems "hot" seems to me extremely.... short sighted.

Go on Prep. Barebacking if you’re not on Prep is such an emotional rollercoaster ride and you’re going to hav “am I poz” freak outs and scares. I don’t get the desire to consciously get pozzed although some guys seem to want that. It’s better peace of mind to go on Prep and go be a slut.

Home Depot bathroom, 5 minutes. Was picking up something, can't remember what and turned down an aisle. Up walked this slice of hot daddy and his wife. As I got closer I recognized him as a guy who'd bred me a few times over the summer. He blanched after his initial big smile. I acted like I had no clue who he was, but he saw me walk towards the bathrooms. I waited at the door of the furthest stall with my shorts hanging off my ass and in he walked 5 seconds later. He pushed me into the stall as he undid hid pants. He was already rock hard. He spit on my hole and then on his dick. He pumped me a few times then shot his load. As he was grunting in my ear he said "Thanks for not outing me to my wife." I responded. "Anytime, Daddy. I don't care that you're married. Just that you're hard." He still hits me up every month or so and it's always a good fuck!

Getting infected while on PrEP is so rare that if it happens to you your case will probably be written up in a medical journal. Most of the cases that are reported turn out to be situations where the person was positive when they started PrEP (the doctor did an antibody test rather than a viral load / RNA test). There are literally about a handful of known cases of it happening when the person has been taking PrEP as directed. For all practical purposes it's impossible. It is possible for a strain to be meds-resistant for Truvada. But apparently the mutation is unstable/fragile and the resistance goes away fairly quickly. Which is one of the reasons why Truvada was chosen for PrEP.

Waiter: "Your order is up. I can see it in the pass through. Don't you dare start your next story without me. Fuck! How am I going to hide this hard on? Damn!" He was adjusting it as he maneuvered his way between tables across the restaurant. I'm sure he was thankful there were still few customers. ⁸ My hubby shared some mundane details of his day and soon our meals were delivered. Our waiter pushed in close beside my hubby. Their hands disappeared under the table and hubby made no attempt to hide he was unbuckling his belt and opening his fly. I'm sure our waiter's hand was wrapped around the 8 inch hard on that I knew so intimately. Me; "I live for guys with open shirts. Especially if it shows off a hairy chest. " My hubby ran his hand over our waiter's. Me; "Yes. Like that. So midafternoon this mountain of a man came onto our ward. Confident cocky walk inspired by cowboy boots; warn tight Wranglers outlining a club size bulge snaking down his left leg; plaid flannel shirt half unbuttoned revealing a pillow of long curly dirty blonde chest hair. Not really muscular, just big framed so able to carry a lot of solid weight. " "He came up to the nursing station and stood close beside me. While asking for his boyfriend's room number his hand boldly reached inside my underwear and a large finger probed my sloppy hole. It was all I could do to keep from gasping. He didn't miss the subtle signs of my struggle. His next question was directions to the public washroom. I didn't miss his wink as he headed off to use it. " "Our ward clerk hadn't missed a thing and chided me to get following, "You don't keep a cock like that waiting. " Reaching the bathroom together I checked the hall to make sure noone other than the ward clerk were watching. Coast clear, we slipped inside." "He caught me by the arm before I could drop down to offer oral ministrations. He spun me around and roughly dropped my uniform and underwear to my knees. I looked back to see him undo the rest of his shirt, open and drop his pants. Yup! Fuckin commando! His eleven inche, beer can thick fuck baton slapped his hairy belly. I thought I'd faint just looking at it. How could it fit where we both knew it was going next?" Hubby; "That explains why you bled so much when I fucked you after work. " Me; "Oh yeah! Thankfully he knew he had to go easy even with an ass that had already had an earlier workout. With only his naked head in I thought I was being split in two. He must have been a good boy scout; 'Be Prepared'. He placed poppers under my nose and I took several hits as he slowly worked into me inch by painful inch." "With about six of eleven inches in me he began a slow steady fuck. Each in stroke gaining maybe a half inch. I just kept huffing on the brown bottle wondering how I was going to manage to work after this. At about eight inches he pulled out. I felt so fuckin empty. He pulled off my shirt and shucked his own as he sat down on the toilet seat. He motioned for me to straddle him and reassured me it wouldn't hurt as much when it was fully impaled. "Trust me, I know. " " "So I straddled his lap and lined his naked monster up with my hole. I slowly sank down surprisingly relieved to have it back inside even with the pain. By six inches of penetration he started fucking up into me. Hands pushing down on my shoulders he kept urging me further and further on. When he reached my second ring he leaned in and nibbled my ear. I shuddered and he slipped through. I could tell I was fully impaled and miraculously the pain transformed into all consuming pleasure. I sped up my bouncing on his magnificent member with two competing thoughts. 'I've got to get him off fast and get back to work' against, 'This is so fuckin awesome I don't want it ever to end. ' I didn't get a choice. He buried his bearded mouth in my neck to stifle his groans as he blasted deep spraying deeper gut walls than my first two breedings. As he began to soften he pushed me off arranging me doggy style on the floor. His cock was back in me along with a steady stream of piss. "That's what I originally came in here for" his deep voice quietly spoke in my ear. He quickly dressed, thanked me and slipped out the door. I then took his place on the throne and silently thanked him for the natural enima. I prefer to carry loads as long as I can; but three big loads would have been impossible to hide. Especially with my destroyed hole. " Waiter; "Fuckin awesome man!" From the flush on his face and upper chest I was pretty sure he was referring to the hand job from my hubby as much as my lurid story telling.

When I’m in the Rare “top mood”, I look at a cumdump full of cum and think,”jackpot!” Nothing like a cum filled loose cunt to be used and bred. I’m there to use that hole to cum and breed my nasty Asian seed. If you’re a good boy and deserving, I’ll communicate and talk dirty to you, otherwise there’s no talking and you’re just a transaction. A deserving bottom will be told for example; You want my dirty nasty Asian daddy seed up your cunt boy? Yeah open up that fuck hole and let daddy’s nasty cock breed you baby, I know you want it. Tell me you want daddy’s nasty seed up your twat and squeeze that man pussy. You know you want it. (I’ll make you yell that so the neighbors hear it! ) “I want your nasty dirty seed up my pussy daddy, please give it to me!!” Then just before I cum in your raw pink cunt which I’ve purposely fuck to hurt and rip, I’ll whisper, bite and tongue your ear that I’m pumping my “love load up your useless wrecked cunt with my nasty Asian cock” I will then make you say, “please give me that nasty seed up my pussy daddy” I may chock you for a bit to make sure you get my seed good. Make you aware I’m using your mind and manpussy the way you wanna be fuckhurt and used. A good top just doesn’t fuck a hole, he fucks the mind of the deserving bottom. Talking dirty is such a lost and dying art form. I’m on Prep and ddf but sure like to fuck a guy’s psych as well. Might as well fuck the mind since I’m fucking his cumhole.

That deep second ring is the challenge. But cock can go past and then the pain goes away and is replaced by intense pleasure. It’s a little hard to believe it until it suddenly gives away and the top sinks in completely deep. And you just know you want it deeper. It’s instinct. Some guys have an easy deep ring to open and some are tight bastards. But never met one I didn’t like to open 😉 and didn’t end up being great for both!

Unknown stranger from grindr last night parked outside my house and i went out and gobbled down his cock and load, then went back inside and had a very happy sleep with cum in my belly making me feel all warm/happy!

I live wit a roommate now but she left last week to Mexico for a Whole monthto visit family . So 2 days ago the landlord came to pick up the rent . He is hot and latino he's mexican nice build , works out and very good looking and he's about 40 . That same day i had gotten up early got on grindr talked to someone and supposedly he was gonna come over so i got ready showered , deep clean enema etc... But he cancelled on me last moment. I was mad . So i just waited for the landlord to come over and I thought once i give him the rent money and he leaves I'ma get on grindr again and keep trying . I was thinking he probably going to bring his girlfriend over cuz he has brought her over before a korean girl . But to my surprise he showed up alone . We made small talk i told him where's your girlfriend? And he was like she started working already. And then i told him I'm ALL alone my roommate left for a whole month to Mexico! . He then out of nowhere said can I come in? That moment i felt my heart beat faster and i just couldn't believe it ! He was the one making the first move . ! It was too good to be true . So i told him yes . He sat down in the couch and next thing u know we were making out passionately. Like i said earlier I was ready to go showered and deep cleaned . So i started sucking him off and oh dam he was porn star size huge and thick from down there . Then he ate me out for a good 10 mins he told me he loved my nice smooth pink hole and that i tasted good . He didn't even ask if I had condoms he just put it raw with only spit no lube . Fuck it hurt ! But also felt sooo good as I felt him open me up with that huge thick dick of his . It was probably about 9 inches n thick . I hadn't been fucked in 3 months so i really needed this . Then after he was in halfways i told him is it all the way in ? I felt my ass full already and he was like no it's only half ways in. So he grabbed my hips since he had me doggy style and RAMMED it all the way in there I screamed now he was all the way in fuck it hurt but felt so good . Once he started going i started feeling pleasure all over my body . I took a huge hit of my poopers I was in heaven . He fuckd me 3 times in one day every position u can think off . Came so much deep in me. After we were done he was like can I come every day ? After I take my girlfriend to work ? I told him definitely! We have a whole month to ourselves. I just hope my ass can handle being fucked every day by that big dick dick of his . I erased grindr cuz having him come over i don't need grindr everyone is a flake on there .

I've written before about my cleaner at the office. He's straight, gf, has a kid. Last Friday he texted me as asked if I was still in my office and could he stop by. I texted yes and a few minutes later he knocked quietly on my door. I let him in. He was chatty and fidgety. After what must have been for him a painful 10 minutes of awkward chatting he asked if I wanted to suck his dick, explaining that his gf has been away helping her mom and he was horny. I said sure and helped him out of his pants and onto the leather chair in my office. I sucked him for a while and he got hard and took off his shirt. He pulled my shirt off over my head too. I dropped my pants when he started rubbing my ass while I sucked his cock. When he ran his finger down the crack of my ass and played with my hole I turned around and offered my ass to him. He spit on his dick and rubbed his cock against my hole. I keep a little tube of vaseline in my desk. I popped open a drawer and retrieved the tube opening it I smeared a gob on his dick and fingered another gob into my asshole. He pushed forward and popped the head of his cock inside my ass. Exhaling his pushed forward and started fucking my hole developing a nice rhythm. A few minutes later I hear a catch in his breathing and a big exhale as he fucks his load into my asshole. He pulls his nice 8" dick out of my ass and he wipes his dick with a microfiber cloth from his janitor's bucket. He stays naked and curl up under his right arm and he starts making out. Also a bit unusual. Usually he shoots his load and he's done. This time he's kissing me and slipping me the tongue. My cock is as hard as a rock and dripping precum. He slouches in the chair and lifts his legs up to his shoulders. I don't require a written invitation and so I start fingering and then licking his asshole. As his eyes roll back and he floats off to rimmjob heaven I find the tube of lube and smear some on my dick and his asshole. Then pushing his legs back to adjust the angle of approach I very slowly slide my cock inside him. Very slowly...letting him adjust to my thickness until finally I feel the tension release from his legs and his ass is open season. I fuck him for a few minutes and then I hear him say, very quietly, in a perfectly controlled voice, "pound it." Not even certain I heard him correctly, but not wanting to second guess myself, I picked up my pace and fucked him hard and deep. A dozen or so deep strokes, while he happily grunted his approval, I unload deep in his hole. I hope my dick in deep and stop as I cum. He opens his eyes and asks, "did you cum?" "Yes," I reply. He says good and he pulls me down to a sexy wet kiss. We uncouple and he gets dressed as do I. "Thanks," he says, "maybe next week if you're around." I say sure text me and he's off to finish cleaning the rest of the offices. Three days later and I'm neither over, nor have I fully processed, "pound it" escaping the lips of my sexy straight cleaner. What will this week bring...?

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

Open wide and let him use you. Breathe through your nose and enjoy having your throat used like a fleshjack. Being able to handle a hard throat fucking that produces gobs of spit is what makes you a good fag. Had this happen to me this past Friday when I hooked up with a new dude with a rock solid 7". One of those dicks that isn't your biggest ever, but is not flexible in any way so it's like a sword. Plus he had a dom attitude, so the combination of his attitude and dick meant that I was going to be getting my throat widened whether I liked it or not. Took it as a challenge to make myself swallow his entire cock down to the base. The incredible thrust at the back of your mouth as it scrapes into your throat is priceless. He said I was one of the few guys who's taken his cock down to the pubes.

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Are you kidding me!!😑 Who's the fuck care about if our throat gonna ravage or if it's hurt and what faggots bitches wants!! All It's depend on the alpha tops and their needs. If they want to ravage my dirty slutty throat hole for sure they can do it. Faggots born to be serve and used without fucking complain.

I was travelling to see my sister and pulled into a rest area for a piss. As I pulled in I noticed a big truck and nobody else around. I parked up and went out behind a bush and this guy appeared and started cruising me, I thought it was the man who owned the rig, so I thought what the hell and motioned for him to come closer. We started groping each other and he pushed me down and I started to suck his cock. We was going at this for a couple of minutes when the guy got spooked for some reason and ran off the opposite direction to the rig. I was just about to get into my car when I heard a cough from behind. There standing behind me was a huge tall overweight man smoking a cigar he was wearing dirty jeans and boots. He had on a t shirt which had seen better days. “So what do we have here” he snarled. “Nothing I was just taking a piss”. I replied. He stepped closer appearing sinister. “Listen fag, I suggest you don’t lie to me and tell me the truth”, he had a smirk on his face. I advised “I don’t know what you are talking about” and tried to step towards my car. He grabbed my arm forcefully, I tried to escape and he held on, “I have something to show you”. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and showed me a picture of me on my knees sucking the other man off. A cold wave ran over me, I felt like a deer caught in headlights, he continued to show me pics of me getting out of my car and you could clearly see my number plate, I was trapped, the world froze. “Now it looks like we have a bit of a dilemma”, he sniggered and spat on the floor. I stood there like the world had come to an end. Thoughts were running through my mind. I sized him up however he was at least 3 times bigger than me. He caught me looking, “Do not try anything boy, I have already sent the pics to me personal e-mail. So if you do not do as you are told they will go to the police”. He stood close to me leaning into me and I could smell, sweat and musk which was overpowering. “This is how it is going to go down. See that Rig over there, you will climb up open the door and go into the back of the rig and wait for me like a good little boy”. I stood frozen and he barked “Now Boy” and slapped my back side. I jumped and ran for the truck scared shaking and cornered. I climbed up the truck slowly and opened the door, as I climbed in the heat and smell hit me. It smelt strongly of piss, spunk, and cigar and man musk. I climbed into the back and it was a mess, dirty clothes hanging around, the sheets on the bed looked like they had never been cleaned. It was dark and dingy, I tentatively sat on the edge of the bed as there was nowhere else and waited. I waited and waited it seemed like forever, all I could hear was my heart beat which I thought would burst out of my chest. Eventually he climbed up the rig and into the back he appeared much bigger and scarier. He loomed over me and blew cigar smoke in my face, then spat in my face. “Look what we have here a little faggot boy”. I went to respond and beg to be let go and he back handed me across the face. “Listen up fucker. I am not here to let you go and show mercy. You belong to me now and will do as I say”. I had landed on the bed, on my side and I was crying. He grabbed me and started ripping my t shirt off and then my shorts and underwear. I was left naked he slapped me hard on the arse and ordered me to sit up. I slowly sat up and he stood looking down on me. I felt emasculated him fully clothed mine in shreds on the floor. He again spat in my face, he reached for his crotch and started to rub, you could see the shape stretching down his leg. It appeared huge. He pulled his zipper down slowly watching me and pulled his cock slowly out. My heart was beating fast. His cock now hanging out of his jeans, it was huge and ugly, veined and snarled. Crooked. Like it had been battered a few times. He looked at me and I looked at him I was still crying, “it isn’t going to suck itself, fuck pig, tongue out” he ordered. I ignored him and he slapped my face firmly “Tongue now”. I slowly pushed my tongue out of my mouth and it hung there. He slowly pulled the foreskin back on his cock and it was full of smegma, I nearly was sick from the smell and he moved forward. I tried to not smell it. “Smell it” he ordered and I smelt his cock, he slowly moved his cock forward and wipe it on my tongue. I was doing my best not to be sick and he ordered me to “taste and swallow”. This went on with him wiping smegma on my tongue. Then he ordered me to open my mouth and slowly pushed his ugly cock inside. I tried to barf a couple of times as he leant forward grabbed my arms and pulled me to the floor, So I was sitting with my back to the bed bunk and him leering ­over me. He pushed his cock back in and forced me to take his cock. I was slathering and spit was running down my cheeks, tears were in my eyes as he continued his torturous face fuck. Forcing his cock down my throat, he would slap my face periodically, pulling back when it looked like I would pass out. Eventually he managed to train my throat to take his cock. I was sat there his knees pressing into the top of my shoulders pinned to the bed with his cock firmly lodged in my throat. “Well done boy, I thought this was going to take longer”. He spat down at me and I could smell the musk smell drifting up from his bollocks. He reached down and grabbed my hair and pulled me onto the bed. On your back face towards me. My head now hanging off the bunk and my legs up the wall as it was only a bunk. He moved towards me and spat in my face, moved his cock back into my mouth and throat, he grabbed my nipples and twisted and pulled. Using them as leverage. His bollocks resting on my nose, all I could smell was his musk. He continued his assault, “yes open that throat up you fucking faggot, you’re getting good at this. Yes suck it good. I have your pics and evidence and you belong to me now. You will do what I say when I say and how I say. Hum if you understand me Pussy Boy”. I did not responded as I was processing his words. He pulled out slapped my face and shoved back in. “I can’t hear you, you waste of space”. I hummed, not sure how it was like automatic pilot. I lay there humming. As he was fucking my throat picking up a rhythm. He pulled his dick out slightly and I could feel him gush into my mouth, there was so much it overflowed and went over my face. He shoved back into my throat and emptied the rest of his sack into me. He left his dick lodged in my throat and the spunk I did not swallow, he slowly scooped up with his finger and forced into my mouth. “Good boy, take it all”. I lay there his dick lodged into my mouth and realised that I had the biggest hard on, it was throbbing and hurting me. He slowly pulled his dick out and looked down at me snarled and spat and slapped my face. “Look at you, pathetic bum boy, just been throat raped and you’re lying there with a hard on. What a fucking low life faggot, you’re”. My throat felt like it was on fire and I tried to get up. He pushed me back down, stay there. I am not finished with you yet. I lay there crying he slowly started to undress, I started to beg for him to let me go and he backhanded me again and told me to shut up, I continued to cry and sniffle. He had removed his t-shirt and undid his belt pulled it out if the loops, shut the fuck up or I will give you something to cry about. He lashed out across my buttocks enflaming them and continued his assault. In between strokes he removed his boots and chucked them aside. He hit me again then dropped his jeans. He stepped out of them and kicked them aside. He stood there looking down at me. He left his socks on and he had on a Jock strap which was yellow stained and filthy, he slowly grabbed the jock and slowly pulled it down, I continued to cry and he grabbed the jock, “I have had enough of hearing you crying you little bitch” and grabbed my head and forced the jock deep into my mouth. He wrapped the straps around my head. So a large part of the dirty pouch was covering my nose. I could taste and smell this filthy animal and there was nothing I could do about it. He grabbed me and I was face down and he pulled my arms up and there was two wrist straps, either corner of the bunk. He tied my wrists into these, he then grabbed my ankles and did the same I was spread eagled face down across the bed. With the jock wedged and wrapped around my head. He climbed on top and I could feel his big thick ugly cock laying across my enflamed buttocks, he slapped my arse cheeks countless times making them hot and red. “Little bitches need putting in their place”. He spat on my hole periodically then dropped down and started to lick and suck and nibble and bite. My hole become sore and tender, he was chewing my skin. He rubbed his beard up and down my crack tenderising my hole, the beard felt like sandpaper. He then climbed back up and placed his dripping cock at my entrance and shoved in. I screamed into the filthy jock he moved his hand up and covered my mouth and nose and started thrusting, hard fast. I felt like my insides were ripped out. He was thrusting and grunting, “you little bitch, take my cock, yes that’s it open up for your trucker Daddy”, I was there laying under this beast his smell covering me his sweat dripping on me as he continued his assault. He slowed down and was slowly easing it in and out. The pain started to subside, he was changing angles and really giving me his dick. For an overweight fat man he had stamina. Time stood still, he was going slow then fast, really taking his time. Sometimes he would pull out then ram back in. spanking my arse periodically. Fucking me raw. I was crying and he snarled “yes cry for me faggot boy”. He pulled his dick out and looked down, there was blood on his dick. “Yeah making you bleed, I like that”. He rammed back in and pile drove my arse. Getting faster and faster. His full body weight on top of me. He lifted himself up on to his hands and tip toes and fucked me faster than I had ever experienced before. This went on for 5 minutes when all of a sudden he roared and came, shooting hot searing come into me he carried on fucking me I tried to beg him to stop as I was so sore however I could not speak with the jock in my mouth. He slowly pulled out and slipped the jock from my face, so it was hanging around my neck, clean it bitch. He shoved his dripping bloody cock into my mouth making me clean it off. I lay there cleaning his dirty cock and he then climbed off me started to get dressed, I begged him to “let me go” He replied “you aint going anywhere queerboy, he shoved the jock back in climbed into the driver’s seat and drove off laughing loudly.

PART 4 ”You have my cock so hard Chris. Such an eager little cocksucker. Yeah, lick that precum. It’s all for you sexy boy,” Tom murmurred encouragingly. Maybe a few times the thought 'Oh, fuck, this guy is my neighbor' crosed my mind, but I certainly didn't dwell on any issues: it was all happening very, vast, fast, an besides, indisputably, I loved being on my knees, worshiping his beautiful man cock. It had such a perfect mushroom head, full and pronounced. It felt perfect inside my mouth, resting on my tongue. And that long thick veiny shaft, with just the slightest barely there upward curve felt like hot steel. His massive balls that I couldn’t quite fit into my mouth in a nice tight sack. I just wanted it more and more. I was losing control. Trying to suck it all into my throat and gagging. Finally, Tom pulled me off his cock. I looked up worried I wasn’t pleasing him. I think he sensed my concern and reassured me saying "That feels almost too good sexy boy, and we are just getting started. I’m not ready to let you make me cum yet. Right now I need to more of you. Get up and go over to and stand facing the desk and spread your legs a little. God, that ass is so beautiful. Such a perfect boy butt. Now, bend over and grab the desk. I just want to see what it looks... oh what an amazing hole. You have the most perfect asshole, Chris.” This entire time I was following orders, and apparently I enjoyed my role as my cock was rock hard and throbbing. Yeah, I loved hearing how much he liked me. A super hot man with a huge cock thought I was sexy and had a great ass. Breaking me out of my thoughts, he spoke again, “ Chris, what’s on your mind? Is there something else you want to try now maybe?” I was a little shy, but it felt safe to admit to Tom "That thing you said where you licked a guys butt. Is that... did you want to maybe try that with me?” I've gotta admit, even horny out of my mind, I was blushing. Fortunately Tom was very, very smooth: “You have no idea how bad I want to kiss and lick your boy hole, Chris. Here come over and lie on the bed and pull your knees up. Yeah like that, so I can see that little hole. It’s so pretty. I swear it’s like it’s asking me to play with it and make it feel good. Do you want that Chris, to have me make your boy hole feel good?” Laying on the edge of the bed, my knees pulled up, practically able to feel his breath on my hole, I lost and begged a little for the first time. “Please, Tom, do it. I never wanted to have somebody play with my butt like this before. Please do it. Anything. Your tongue or your fingers even.” His reply was short, “I won’t make you wait. I can see you need it.” And with that he moved in, inhaling the scent of my crack and then slowly teasing my hole. The electric shock of pleasure made me buck. “Oh fuck!” I exclaimed. He was an artist with his mouth and had me squirming and writhing and barely able to breathe. It felt so good. And then when he pushed his tongue and tried to fuck me with it, I just melted completely. “Oh god oh god that feels so good. It feels so fucking good!” I blurted. And then he stopped. His attentions to my ass were a whole new realm of experience, such that I had no idea even existed. I wanted more, most definitely, but was also aware the pleasure Tom was eliciting from my ass took precidence even over my cock. I desperately wanted to experience more of the pleasure he had been giving my young asshole. I needed to feel more. “That hole - damn," Tom remarked, adding "I could eat that asshole every day. Nothing is better than a hot eager boyhole.” I was so happy. He had loved doing it, and apparently wanted to do it every day. I had pleased him. Now he continued, “Look at my cock Chris. Look it’s even harder now. All because of your hole. Your little hole makes me this hard. I really want to try something with you. I think you will really like it. I love it and guys who love having their butts eaten seem to just really LOVE it.” Reaching under the bed, he pulled out a small brown bottle which he offered to me saying "These are called poppers. Have you heard of them?” I just shook my head. He continued explaining "You just sniff it and it’s totally harmless but it just... well I promise you, you will really love it. It will make you even hornier than you are now.” He unscrewed the cap and out the bottle to his nose and held one nostril shut and took a deep breath of the poppers and held it. “See, it’s super safe but.... oh man, fuck yeahhhh,” he moaned as he slowly stroked his giant dick. Handing the bottle to me, Tom provided instructions saying "One more time, one nostril at a time and hold it in. Hold on one sec Chris. I want to watch you take your first sniffs. And I want to just get some of this on me.” He had pulled out some lube and was stroking it onto his cock. He then took a blob and rubbed it onto my hole. I said nothing but definitely noticed that a guy had just put lube on my butt. I wondered if Tom wanted to fuck me. Before I had a chance to think Tom instructed "Okay, Chris, here use that pillow for your neck. Yeah, like that. Now lift those legs up so I can see your hole. Now take two breaths in each nostril just when I tell you to, okay?” I nodded, so horned up and so out of control already with lust. And then he spoke,”Take a nice deep breath and hold it. Okay, again. Now other side deep breath. Hold it. One more time. Hold it.”

Dad’s Basement Part Twelve I had almost gotten up and left the booth, when the door opened and a older man came in and shut the door. He was average height, with white hair, dressed all in black. He kept his back to me as he locked the booth door. There I sat with my shorts around my ankles. He turned and smiled. That’s when I noticed he was a Priest, a real fucking Priest. “Hello my Son” he said. “Hello Father” “Now what could bring a boy like you to a place like this?” he asked, “tell me honestly” “Looking for cock Father” The Priest shook his head. How could this fucker be judging me, when his ass was in here too. “Son, I think you need to get on your knees and pray.” I don’t know what game he was playing, but I would see how it would go. I stood up, bent over to pull up my shorts. When he stopped me. “Step out of them my Son and kneel” I stepped out of my shorts, and kelt on the dried cum stains on the floor. He stepped forward, his crotch inches from my face. “Close your eyes my Son” he said “and I will begin” I blindly obeyed him. “Heavenly Father, please give this young man guidance in his sinful times. Let him see the wisdom of your oh mighty vessel before him.” As he spoke, he unzipped his pants, reached inside and pullout out his cock and balls. They hung limp against his black pants. “Allow the seed of your being to flow from my Holy shaft, into his waiting challis, filling him with your light as well as the darkened love from Below. Allow the bond between my Holy Massive Shaft to open his challis for more of man’s destructive seed. In POZ cum we pray, Amen.” What the fuck was I hearing. Was this Priest praying about poz cum, cock and ass. “Open your mouth my Son and swallow my shaft” I opened my eyes to see a thick cock sticking straight out of his black pants, I circled my lips around it and started to suck. I slobbered on the cock until it shined and dripped spit on the front of his pants. Reaching under my pits, he pulled me up, turned me around, bent me forward until I faced the glory hole again. Without uttering another word, he rammed his cock balls deep into my hole. Not even waiting he began to fuck my hole, harder and harder. He grabbed my hair to keep me form moving. “Boys fucking never fucking learn. Cock, cock, cock is all they want. I will give them cock until they fucking get fucking over it.” He continued to yell the most vile statements about cock and sex as he pounded my hole. He thrusted all the way in and began to shoot his load. “Take the Unholy cum deep in your pussy, you God damn fucking whore” Then it was over, he quickly pulled out, tucked his cock away and leave. Leaving with with a “I’m sorry” I stood up shaking me head. What the fuck was that about. “I see you met Father Micheal. Man is so confused, but so twisted” Garrett said, “ I should call him and let him and the other Priest in his order gang bang you. I think you would like that. Come with me, let’s walk around” “Okay” I said grabbing my shorts, holding them in a ball in my hand as I left the booth. Fuck I was naked from the waist down and I didn’t care, hell maybe the men would stop me in the public area and fuck me. I was getting a lot of looks as I was standing in front of Garrett, who was back in a corner, he had placed me in front of him - ass out to everyone. “Hot load on your face Matt, give me a lick” Instead of moving closer, I bent forward, sticking my ass out. Garrett’s tongue was licking my face, savoring the cum load. I felt hands rub my ass, as the men walked by. Some stopped and slid fingers in, fingering my hole, coating their fingers with cum and sucking it off. “Hold still” Garrett said to me, hooking his arm around my neck. I felt a cock stabbing at my hole, it would slide in just slightly then pull out, testing the tightness of my hole. I could not believe that someone was doing this out in the public area. I felt more and more of the cock slide in me. My hole gave way with ease after the couple of rough fucks I got. The cock slid in until I felt a belt buckle pressing against my ass. The cold metal only stayed there a moment, then was gone, but seconds later it return. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see men gathering, pulling their cocks out and stroking them. “Afternoon Garrett, this a friend of yours?” “Afternoon Officer Thompson and he is the son of a friend of mine” “Should arrest you two for lewd public acts” “Let’s take it out in trade” “Had your ass many times, Garrett, so this boy’s hole will do this time” I felt him pick up speed, thrusting in and out of my slick hole, at times he would move his hips in circular motions while his cock was pushed in almost the whole way. Then it was back to deep fucking. I moaned wildly as I watch men jacking their cocks next to use. “I am going to shoot” one said. Officer Thompson pulled his cock out until the head was just inside, pulling at the inside of my hole. “Shoot it on my cock and I will drive it in the boy” The man stepped up, aiming his cock at the cop’s exposed shaft and shot. The cum covered the shaft and was driven in, he was pushing deeper and deeper into my hole. More men began to yell they were close and each time they shot, it was on the cop’s cock only to be shoved into my hole. I could not keep count of how many men shot this way. The cop was moaning loudly, Garrett just had a grin on his face, watching me get fucked by his cop friend, and taking all the loads from the voyeuristic men. The cop kept slowly stroking his cock with my cum filled hole, edging it while he allowed all the men to shoot. “Need to finish, got to get back to my beat” He pumped a few times and drove in deep, spilling his cum deep into my hole. I felt his cock jump as his cum coated my inside and mixed with the other men’s loads. “Fucking good pussy, Garrett.” he said. “Maybe you can bring him to Ryan and I’s home so we can use him for a weekend. Think his Daddy would allow that” He slowly pulled his cock out as I squeezed my hole against it. “We would treat him right and send him home with our gifts” he said, “Now clean my cock Garrett” Garrett moved in front of the cop and dropped to his knees. I turned to see the cop for the first. He was ruggedly handsome, slightly muscular build to make his uniform tight. Garrett slurped on his cock, taking the spongy shaft into his mouth. Licking and sucking the cum off it. The cop pulled free of Garrett’s suction, tucked his cock in his pants and left. “Let’s get you home young man, you had an very busy afternoon” I put my shorts on and we left. All the way home I could feel cum leaking from my hole. By the time I got into the house, there was a huge wet spot on the ass of my shorts, and cum was running down my leg. Dad was sitting on the sofa, butt naked. HIs hard cock sticking straight up in the air. “Come sit on Daddy’s lap and tell me all about it Son”

if a btm asks me to pull out it only makes me want to breed them more a btm is just there for my pleasure not theirs

as a submissive bottom i will always expect the top to dump his load wherever he wants and i would never even think of asking him to pullout