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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’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

13. Doing the Devil's Work "You're a Devil worshipper?" I asked. It was hard to believe; Sir seemed so clean and fit. "I mean, you follow the devil?" "Yeah," Sir said. "I am a Devil worshipper." I stared at him. The light had changed; it wasn't the pure white of earlier. It had darkened and grown red. His skin glistened with sweat, and drops formed on the hair covering his muscular chest. "You mean," I started. I had to ask. His cock was buried in my hole, and the thought of a dark satanic orgy seemed really hot. "I mean. You're evil?" Sir still, not moving nor saying anything. I was terrified I had said the wrong thing, but then he smiled. 'No. Not evil. Don't worry." I relaxed. "He's never been about evil. He's about pleasure." Sir pushed his cock into me, his dickhead rubbing up against my prostate. I groaned in pleasure, and my dick continued to dribble pre-cum. "About fun," Sir continued, as he pushed his thick cock into my hole. I had never felt so full of cock before. "He's about this," he said, nodding to my hole. "Definitely about this." He pulled out again, and rubbed my p-spot some more. "Feels sooo good," I moaned. "Doesn't it?" Sir asked me. I nodded. "This is what Sarah Palin is really about. Pleasure. It's the puritanical Christians that fucked society." He was smiling; for a moment his eyes were glowing. Sir continued. "The ones that can’t take yes for an answer. This is our way of fucking back." He turned his head, the glow disappeared. It was just my head playing tricks on me. "I fucking love pleasure," Sir continued. The lights were definitely dimmer now, and the music was definitely louder. The room had filled up with even more men, and the room had the salty, musky odor of mansex mixed with the chemical scent of the crystal they were smoking. Sir pushed his cock deep into my hole. "Pure. fucking. pleasure," he said. I didn't think Sir had cum, and yet his dick burnt worse than any devil's dick could. My head was foggy. He hurt like a devil and had just told me he was a devil worshipper. He said it wasn't evil. It was all for pleasure. "Pleasure," he suddenly whispered in my ear. I moaned. He kissed me, and pistoned his cock in and out of me. "Please," I begged. I was still playing with my soft cock; I was surprised at how much pre-cum I was dripping. I wanted to cum so badly, only my dick wasn't cooperating with me. "Pleasure." "That's it. Embrace the fun. Sex and Drugs," he said. He paused, and nodded up to the music. There was a thumping deep house bass. "And pleasure." "Pleasure," I repeated. "Nothing but pleasure." "No fears. Just do what feels good, right?" He kissed me again, pressing his body against mine. He was hot and sweaty. Even with his hair, our bodies slid against each other. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. "Please. Give me your cock. Give me your load." Even though I had gotten bred barely twenty minutes ago, I needed another one. Sir was already in me. "Breed me." "I love to share my gift," he said. "A lot of guys here like to share their seed." "I want all of them," I said. I didn't care what kind of slut that made me. I was so fucking high and so fucking horny. I wanted every single guy in the room to unload in me. Besides, it was all fine. "Take every load." "Every fucking load that you can," Sir said. He was smiling at me, still fucking me. Only a few minutes ago, it had been painful and sore and hot and intense. But now, I had found the pleasure, and that pain had disappeared. Now it was relaxed, hot, dirty fun. "Show us how slutty you can be." "Make me drip with sperm," I grunted. The only thing I could focus on was the cock in my hole, and even then, my mind would race off to so many other thoughts. For a moment, I stared at his pentagram. It was coated with my pre-cum, from when Sir had pressed his body against mine. It looked so fucking hot in the now deep red light. There was nothing that should have held me back. I didn't have to worry about a disease. Everything was going to be fine. "Cum in me," I said. I wanted to feel his devil sperm inside me. "Cum in me. I'm on Prep." "I know," Sir said. "But you know. It's not perfect. You have to be careful sometimes. And really know what you want." He pushed the full length of his cock back inside me. I shivered in pleasure. "Please," I moaned. "Breed me." I knew what I wanted. I wanted his cock. I wanted his sperm. But most of all, as his dick dripped pre-cum into me, I wanted to be part of this orgiastic brotherhood. But the way Sir had spoken. I wondered. "Careful?" I asked. "Well. There's some Prep-resistant strains out there." He nodded towards the darkness and the city lights beyond. I had known about viral resistance. It had always been so very abstract, but now, it felt so close. The idea of getting infected had been scary just a few hours ago. But with so many hot poz cocks already in me, HIV didn't seem all that scary. It almost seemed kinda hot. The freedom to not worry any more. My dick was still dripping pre-cum. Even as dark as the idea of getting purposefully infected had an allure. It seemed so sexy, especially with a man like Sir. Or Colby. Or Jon. I wanted sperm inside me. I didn't care what would happen. But I tried to play it cool. "What?" I asked. "Yeah. Sometimes the drugs don't work against the virus. It can happen a lot with long-term survivors." He paused. "Although some guys seek it out." "Seek it out?" I asked. It sounded so hot. Prep didn't matter. Prep was the problem, not the solution. There were men that could infect me. The drugs were messing with my mind, but I couldn't help it. I wanted poz cum in my hole. "Yeah. Like the deacon of our Coven," Sir said. He nodded again to the mass of naked men around us, fucking. "He's got full-blown AIDS now. And he's resistant to Prep." I thought about how the Deacon's dick would feel barebacking my vulnerable hole. He would cum inside me, and his sperm would burn when it hit my rectal walls. Colby's sperm had only burnt for a few minutes. The Deacon's sperm would burn much longer. I wondered how long Sir's sperm would burn. Or Jon's. "But how?" I asked. In my hand, my dick was starting to grow. "Did it just happen?" "He bred it himself. Skipped doses of medicines. Let unmedicated guys fuck him. Used every drug he was offered. He was a total sleaze hound. And that's why he's the Deacon." The Deacon was poz, and my medications were defenseless against his strain. He could infect me. Infected. The word was a turn-on. "That's so," I started. I was playing with my dick and it was suddenly hard. "Hot?" Sir asked. He had noticed that my dick had grown. Compared to Sir's massive tool, it was small. But when I got hard, it was like steel. I arched my back, letting it stick straight up. "It's hard not to notice your dick," he said. I nodded. Sir leaned over me, and whispered in my ear. "Tell you what," he started. "Find me later tonight. If you haven't gotten what you need. I'll introduce you to him." He gave me a quick kiss. "If you still want it, of course." "Poz me," I said. I shivered when I said it. I shivered again when I realized that I meant it. I needed to be like all these men. I needed their freedom. They had stared down Death, and come out better for it. I wouldn't be satisfied until I got the Deacon's sperm. "Careful what you wish for," Sir whispered in my ear. "You may just get it." "Please. Fuck me. Breed Me. Poz Me." My dick was hard now. I couldn't believe how turned on I was, thinking about strange men fucking me raw. I didn't care about prep any longer. All that mattered was raw, unprotected, infected dick. "Poz me," I grunted again. "Poz me?" a new voice said. I opened my eyes, and saw Jon standing above me. He had lost the dark red codpiece, and his fat cock was hanging in front of him. He still had the motorcycle boots and the harness on, and he still looked like the devil. "I take it things are going well here," he said to Sir. "Right on schedule," Sir said. "He's an eager, hungry boy." "That's what I thought. You bred him yet?" "Not yet," Sir said. "Almost there." "You going to take his load?" Jon asked me. "You know, he's poz." "I know," I said. "It's hot." "I want to see you take his load," Jon said. He was smiling, and starting to play with his dick. "He's a hard fucker." "You should know," Sir said. "You're pretty damn evil yourself." I realized that these two older studs had fucked each other. Neither of them had been half-hearted fucking me; I wondered what it would be like when they got together. The fact that they had both bottomed only made them seem even more powerful. They had a choice, and they had decided to take dick. "Evil and toxic," Jon said. His dick was now hard. He leaned over the couch, placing his dick directly in front of my mouth. I started to lick it; I could taste cum and lube and spit. It tasted like he had put his dick up several more boys since he had fucked me. "Take it," Jon said, gently pressing his dick into my mouth. I gulped down on Jon's shaft. He was dripping pre-cum, and I lapped up every drop. "That's right," Sir said to me. "Get him hard." He turned his attention to Jon. "Want to fuck him after I'm done?" "You gonna give him your gift?" Jon asked. "Hell yeah," Sir said. "He was getting Colby's dick when I came over. So he's got experience." "I'm sure he does," Jon said. His cock was pressed against the back of my throat. I was glad he wasn't trying to push it any deeper; I was right at the edge of gagging. "He was pretty damn thirsty when we last met." I remembered when Jon had shoved his cock inside my hole. The fuck seemed like it had taken place years ago. "Leeease," I managed to grunt. It was hard to say anything with Jon's cock still filling my mouth. "Oz eee." Jon had fucked me barely a few hours ago. But despite how hard his cock was inside me, he didn't cum earlier. He owed me a load. "Fuck yeah," Sir said. His cock was a thick, solid shaft plunging in and out of my hole. I knew it had to hurt. I knew I was in agony from the fuck. But they were just facts. They didn't capture the full erotic intensity of what Sir was doing to me. The pain was all happening to someone else though. Instead, all I could feel was the pleasure, and the pleasure was almost overwhelming. "FUCK YEAH," he grunted again. "Breed him," Jon said. His cock was just as hard as Sir's dick, and even harder than I remembered it was earlier in the evening. "Give him your seed." "Leease," I repeated, still barely tolerating Jon's cock. "Ucking Oz Eee," I moaned. I needed Sir's cum. I didn't care if he was poz, neg, or had no idea. I just wanted sperm inside me. "FUCK," Sir moaned, and slammed his dick into me. He held himself deep, making sure that his dickhead was buried in my soft, vulnerable rectal walls. His cock throbbed, and pulsed, and the familiar warmth of semen filled my guts. "OH FUCK," Sir grunted again, and there was another spurt of his thick cream into my guts. "Give it to him." Jon was encouraging him, leaning in and kissing him on the lips. The two were abusing me; there was a familiar warmth starting to spread outward from my guts. From what Sir had told me, that meant he was filling me with an infected load. I moaned again. My ass was just warm, almost hot. But this time it wasn't a painful burning. This was just a persistent heat, and it slowly spread out from my stomach. "Feel that toxic load?" Jon asked. He was leaning over, looking down at me. "OOOOOHHH," I moaned. "FUUUCK," Sir responded, blasting another load of his toxic spunk into my guts. I had never even barebacked a day ago. Now I was hard as a rock, having high-viral load HIV sperm pumped into my body. I was having the time of my life. "TAKE. IT." Each word was more cum in my hole. "By the end of the night, Ke-" Jon started to say something, then saw Sir's glance. "Boy," he corrected himself. "You're going to be knocked up." He pulled his cock out of my mouth, finally giving me the chance to speak. "Fucking breed me," I moaned. "Poz me up." "Fuck YEAH," Sir yelped, and his cock pulsed one last time. Even after that last pulse, there was still a stream of cock-juice dripping into my hole. I could feel how hot it was, but the painful burn had still not returned. "That's it," Jon said. "Beg for it. That's what we want to hear from an eager boy like you." "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," I moaned. Sir's dick was still dripping cum into me. I milked his cock, trying to get every last drop out. I couldn't stop thinking about how he had just filled me with poz sperm. Or that he was a self-professed Devil worshipper. I had been warned about this lifestyle, but now that I was part of it, I never wanted to leave. "You fucking came in me." "I did, boy. And you loved it. Look at your dick." My cock was hard and dripping, despite all the drugs I had done. I felt so good. Sir's cock felt great and his infected cum was soaking into my body. "Now. Take care of that load for me. Let it soak in." "Thank you, Sir," I said. The phrase felt right; I had never had the urge to call another man Sir, but today, it seemed natural. "I'll keep it as long as I can." "That's the right attitude," Sir said. He turned to Jon. "Had some K about thirty minutes ago and blew some clouds with me." Sir looked me over. "I think he can do more." "I'm sure he will," Jon said. Sir leaned in and kissed me. "Find me if you still need it," he whispered in my ear. Before I could say anything, he had gotten back up, and was sliding his dick out of my hole. "Damn, that's sloppy," Sir said. I felt like my guts were being pulled out with his cock, despite all the cum lubricating us. He left me empty; there was only a gentle warmth remaining. I was glad it wasn't the same burn I had with Colby; I may have begged for poz sperm just a few moments ago, but my head was finally starting to clear. "He'll get more," Jon said. Sir had pulled out the last of his cock, leaving me completely empty. "Right on," Sir said, and slapped my ass. My skin burnt where his hand hit me. "I'm sure you're going to get plenty more." He stood up from the sofa, walked into the cloudy darkness, and left me alone with Jon. Jon pulled me up so I was facing him, then wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. "Your hole," he said, and kissed me again. "So fucking used."

I work at a retail job. Boring, tedious, but a night few days ago was decidedly different. I was working stocking freight when a young man came up to me, and mumbled something to me. I asked him to repeat himself as I didn't hear him. He came closer, pulled down his mask, and told me that I should meet him in the nearby bathroom and suck his cock. Being caught off guard, I didn't know what to say, other than to let him know that I didn't want to get caught and fired. He told me that he would go ahead and be in the bathroom in three minutes, and if I didnt show after five more, he would just go home. After he walked away, I debated on what to do, and decided that I would just go tell him that we should go do things in his car instead of a public bathroom at my job. I walked into the handicapped stall, and he was stroking a huge hard cock, and I couldn't help it. I was on my knees, taking his cock into my throat, gagging on his length, loving the slutty feel of being choked on such a long thick cock in a public bathroom. He was moaning as I worked his cock in and out of my mouth, sucking him and licking his shaft. He pulled out and asked me to bend over, drop my pants, and show him my ass. I dropped my pants and after rubbing his cock along my ass crack a few times, he found my hole and pushed his cock inside, pumping a little at a time, pulling out and pushing in deeper with each penetration until his balls were slapping my ass. We heard someone enter the bathroom, so he pulled out and sat on the toilet, stroking his cock and fingering my hole. After a few people came and went, we were alone again, and he said he was going to cum. He pushed his cock into my hole and a pump or two later he flooded my bowels with his hot load, and remained deep inside me for a minute or two until his cock slipped out and his cum started dripping into my underwear. I quickly pulled my underwear up and got dressed again. I told him to hit me up again sometime, but to try to find a less public place to breed me. I left the stall with a smile on my face and an ass full of cum.

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’ve only been in two real relationships and they both started off with the understanding that it was open. My first bf and I met at a party where I was the only bottom. He asked me to spend time at his place the next day and things developed from there. We were both bottoms but he was a top for me, so it was natural that he’d want to find a top to satisfy him. Me and my current bf started as FWBs. I’d been getting fucked by him and his roommates for a few months when I realized that I wanted him to own me. He passes me around to his boys and I’m happy with that. He also throws dick to his youngest roommate and I’m okay with that too. At the end of the night, I curl up at his side and he holds me while we sleep, and that’s what matters to me.

I signed on to BBRT. Two messages - one the usual advert for a party and the second from Twinkhole69. This looked interesting. As a beefy bear I know the twinks love a proper man to ride em. His profile said "my status - not sure". Your status "no preference". He was a slim blonde twink aged 23 and his profile said he loved to ride cock. Perfect! The message said "hey, wanna use me sir and give me your load". I replied "sure - I need some meat - wanna know my status?". He was still online and replied "not yet sir, here's my address..." It was nearby so I told him to be ready in 20 mins and headed round. It was in a block of flats so I buzzed his number and he said - "cum in, doors open". I climbed the stairs and walked straight into his flat closing the door behind me. One room was half dark with the room open and I walked in shutting it behind me. I felt his beautiful skinny ass starting to finger it - at this he sniffed from his poppers. I asked if he wanted to know my status "he said - not yet". I replied "such a slut aren't you?". His answer was very honest "yes, I take a lot of loads - raw every Saturday and Sunday but last test was neg. Honestly mate I could have anything - I should be open - like my hole - would understand if you don't want to go further". My cock had got rock solid at this news and I said "sniff lad". He did and I pushed my rock hard cock into his pre-lubed hole. "That answer your question?" I asked. He said "yes sir, 100%". I commanded him to "sniff again" and as he did I whispered "want my poz cock?" into his ear and he shouted "yes sir, make tonight the night, breed me". I said to him I would, I'd pound his slut hole and get him pregnant. "I'm fucking every load you've ever had into your hole right now and making it take - making it worthwhile." I asked if it was just lube he'd used as his hole was feeling amazing. He replied "no, you're the second guy to cum in me today". He begged me to fuck the cum into his hole deeper and harder. The thought of this twink coating my cock in his sex was too much and my balls tensed up and he felt it and screamed "poz me daddy" and I did squirting load after load into his dirty cumhole. He snuggled into my big hairy chest and feel asleep. I knew I could have a lot more fun with this lad...

Part 7 - The Silver Cock Ring Mike walked towards the kitchen carrying his pride and joy, the one sex toy that he had commissioned for himself and the most expensive. Wearing a yellow and black jockstrap and 15 hole boots with yellow laces he caught sight of himself in the hallway mirror and smirked to himself, he was looking forward to meeting this guy tonight, for some reason he seemed a little out there and not the usual guys you found on the hook up app. In his hand a solid silver half inch width cock ring, his fingers ran over the smooth shiny metal as he wandered in to the kitchen and reached under the sink grabbing the silver polish. Sitting down he dabbed some polish on to a cloth then carefully and with meticulous detail he began polishing it. It was his one weird ritual before a meet and he loved how it shone reflecting any light when it moved quickly from his rapid thrusting. He had a feeling the dark haired cutie was a little naïve and make a simply perfect target for him to poz up. Since changing his profile to read versatile he had more luck collecting an array of guys who were clean cut and very unsuspecting. He picked up a clean cloth and began buffing it looking at the clock on the wall that was inching ever closer towards 8pm. Satisfied with how it looked he cleaned up and walked back to the bedroom, his cock was already getting semi hard knowing he was about to put it on. Trying to think of anything else he had to be quick to put his cock ring on when he was in a flaccid state, he literally only had seconds to do it before his cock would spring up and then make it painfully difficult due to his large hanging balls and hefty shaft. Checking his phone again and looking up at the small modern building that housed 6 flats, Sampson walked over to the pad of ringers and pressed the button for 2C and waited. Mike just managed to slip the cock ring on and now struggled to put his hard cock back in his jockstrap stumbling towards the door and the phone on the wall. Suddenly the intercom clicked and a deep voice asking who it was, Sampson replied with this name and the door buzzed unlocking the catch, he pushed the door open and walked up the stairs to the second floor and quickly found the flat. About to reach up and knock the door opened and Mike stood there in his jockstrap, black boots and yellow polo shirt, Sampson slightly taken back by how sexy the guy looked in real life. A kind attractive face that belied an aggressive sexual monster underneath. Invited in Sampson walked through the door and strangely he felt for the first time he was in this mans world, one that he controlled. It wasn't a nervous feeling but one that put Sampson on edge and to regard Mike with careful appreciation. He eyes drawn to the oversized pouch of the jockstrap that looked like it was about to burst, the thighs were solid and covered in a fine layer of hair. But it was the boots he wore that gave Sampson a very kinky feeling and not realising it his own cock was hard and clear to see by Mike who had indeed noticed. His hand grabbed Sampson's cock and balls through his jeans yanking him forward and catching him by surprise. Mike firmly held on to Sampson's cock and balls and immediately thrusted his tongue in to Sampson's mouth, the tongue lashing around in his mouth, their lips locked together painfully hard. His usual urge to push kissers off seemed to melt away allowing Mike to have his own way passing pass saliva into his mouth. Sampson's hand moved over the jockstrap and his eyes opened wide, an erotic moan rose from his stomach the more his hand felt the incredibly stiff package contained in the jockstrap. Mike's free arm circled around Sampson's neck and using his hand to hold Sampson's head in place he was able to keep him locked in their kiss, there was no sign of Mike wanting to end this anytime soon. From the corner of Sampson's mouth a tiny trickle of Mike's saliva ran down his chin, slowly tracking its way under the chin and down his neck. Sampson gulped several times in an effort to clear his mouth of Mike's saliva. Suddenly the hand freed its grasp on his cock and balls quickly moving around to his arse that pushed him forward so he was up close, their cocks rubbing against each others under the fabric. A tranquil passive state slowly took over Sampson leaving him with a feeling of total abandonment in his body, a feeling that allowed Mike to take control and guide like scripted play the course of their evening. Sampson eased his neck back guided by Mike's hand, his tongue tracing upwards along the trickle of saliva, an array on indescribable sensations fizzled in his body as the tongue traced around his chin depositing the gathered saliva back in to Sampson's mouth. Eagerly he gulped it down like it was part of a mating ceremony and strangely he wanted nothing more than to please his mating partner. Mike leaned back and smirked in a devilish way sensing Sampson was already buckling in subservience to him, his gaze though was fixed on the emerald green eyes looking back at him, so unusual yet fitting the young man standing before him. Their heads glided towards each other again with parted lips and effortlessly Sampson accepted Mike's invading tongue again. A feeling of passion erupted between them, both making tiny noises devouring one another until Sampson felt his body leave the ground, his legs clamping around Mike's waist and arms around his neck for support, he was carried away from the entrance hall and straight to the bedroom. Neither one unable to free themselves from the kiss that had so passionately taken them over. Shedding clothes and briefly parting from their kiss to remove their tops before locking their mouths together again, his body turning through the expert guidance of Mike's hands. The small kisses landing with accuracy and purpose on his neck enticing him to kneel on all fours on the bed. Sampson could feel the soft skin of Mike's chest and stomach laying across his back, the small kisses gradually slipping lower and lower covering every inch of Sampson's back. Every kiss bringing a tiny noticeable response in Sampson with his body reacting to the different sensation the lower they travelled. A small rasping gasp escaped Sampson's mouth feeling the tongue slide between his arse cheeks then purposefully swirling at his hole. The evening was not going as Sampson had planned or wanted yet he couldn't fight the seductive power and magnetism oozing from Mike, rendered powerless to stop or want it to stop. His body hunched up at the tongue striking at his hole again, his arms wobbled nervously from the strength oh holding his body up. Gasping again he dared to look back and see Mike's eyes that appeared to be smiling at him. The slurping of Mike's tongue against the saliva that was generously flowing from his mouth moistening the hole and priming it for his cock. Sampson sensed the cool air hitting the warm saliva around his hole, the kisses roamed away from his arse and along his back and neck, in the sweetest of dominant tones Mike whispered in Sampson's ear 'I am going to fuck you good' then taking a nip at the earlobe causing Sampson to raise his head and nod feebly and willingly. He was already aware of the shaft rubbing against his hole then the contour of the head made him starkly aware to brace himself, Sampson was under no misconception that his man was probably going in balls deep in one movement. Again the shaft rubbed up along his hole only this time he felt the stubble from where Mike shaved his pubes and balls, Sampson moaned softly feeling those hefty balls touching his skin then the movement the head of his cock slipping down until it found the lips of Sampson's hole. Gentle coercive pressure slowly prising them apart and sublimely surrounding the head in a welcoming gesture, he gasped through a sharp breath lowering his head. The initial thought of a ram raiding was gone, instead a more powerful slightly painful penetration was taking place, almost teasing making Sampson try to push back. Mike's hands held Sampson's hips firmly stopping him from greedily taking the cock. Mike glanced down at the scene, the head of his cock was halfway inside this sexy guys hole, his hand moved and snapped quickly against Sampson's arse cheek in a loud slap telling him off for being greedy. Sampson glanced over his shoulder and Mike looked up at him licking his lips then moving his hips forward slightly, the gesture enough to make Sampson gasp and moan. Mike looked down and watched himself easing the head all the way in, the lips surrounding the hole looking like they were puckering up when he pulled a little way out before pushing in again. Sampson hunched his back, arms trembling from a desire that surfaced out of nowhere and driving him further into this passive state. Mike watched the shaft of his cock pushing past any resistance the deeper he got inside. His arousal born out of watching his cock disappearing inside this guys arse made his cock swell and harden even more. With an inch left to go he gripped hold of Sampson's hips tightly and pulled them back forcing Sampson in to a deep self penetration, his arms giving way he collapsed on the bed and a loud wailing moan filled the room. Mike groaned and sighed slapping Sampson's arse cheek harder leaving a red mark and roughly pulling him back up on all fours. Slowly Mike pushed his hips up deeper until the moaning started to abate, with a gently flow he began to fuck Sampson. Raising his head and unsure what was going through his mind he knew one thing, how incredible he felt right now. It was a feeling he had experienced once before and his mind instantly flashed back to the guy in Lyndhurst. The sensation of Mike's balls tapping away at his arse was amazing and only added to his desire to fuck with this guy. Lowering himself on to his elbows carefully not to disturb Mike's momentum, he moved his other hand underneath and touched the hefty balls. Mike jolted his cock in harder and moaned softly 'Fuck yes!' he mumbled, Sampson's hand move and cupped holding the balls firmly which in turn drove Mike to fuck him deeper. The tingling appearing out of nowhere and unable to stop himself Mike threw several rapid hard thrusts, Sampson moaned with each breath he took. Mike's hands tightened their hold on Sampson's waist pulling him back as he thrusted forward with all his power, his cock exploding in several pulsating throbs jettisoning his cum deep in to Sampson. His eyes opened wider in bewilderment and his hand moved away from Mike's balls brushing his own cock in the process triggering him to orgasm. His balls releasing their load and his orgasm pushing him back harder against Mike's cock that was still pulsing away inside his arse. Mike rolled his head back savouring his orgasm with his eyes half closed, satisfied that his own sexual power had driven his bottom to orgasm. His hands remained firmly clasped on Sampson's waist preventing him from slipping off his cock. Sampson panted heavily stretching his arms out in front, his arse hurting from the deep fucking it just received, his movement allowed Mike to push Sampson down on the bed flat and giving several hard jolts of his cock to reinforce Sampson's position as his bottom bitch for the night. Mike leaned forward and kissed Sampson on the neck lightly, slowly he ground his cock finding it was still fully erect and he initiated another fucking. His hands pushed down on Sampson's shoulders keeping him pinned to bed. Sampson's hands gripped the duvet under him 'Oh fuck" he mumbled unsure if he could take it again, but his urge overtook and he moaned 'Fuck me!' he pleaded. Mike was going to anyway weather Sampson wanted it or not, only this time it was going to be a much slower and longer fuck. The steady rhythm of his movements allowed a more leisurely pace, every so often Mike leaned forward and kissed Sampson's neck before raising himself up again and continuing. Sampson could feel that Mike was deep in his arse from the cool metal of the cock ring rubbing against his hole. The hypnotic rhythm of Mike's hips against his arse seemed to numb any pain he had felt. There was no telling how long Mike had been inside casually pleasuring himself with Sampson's arse until he groaned deep in his chest, pressing his hips down harder to deliver a second load deep into Sampson. Leaning forward Mike came to rest on Sampson's back seeking his mouth he kissed him then smiled. Mike looked in his eyes with a mischievous glint "I hope your poz!" he said kissing Sampson's ear. Sampson looked at him "Poz?" he questioned not really sure what that meant. Mike rubbed his lips against Sampson's ear "I will take care of that then!" he said softly. Sampson looked on confused at the excited and satisfied expression on Mike's face. Slowly Mike lifted up and began to carefully extract his cock from the tight confines of Sampson's arse. Letting the head plop out he pulled the cheeks of Sampson's arse apart to watch the hole shrinking back. The temptation to dive in again was irresistible but he needed to let his balls rest and brew another batch of his toxic seed. Running a finger against the hole it was pretty dry, not a drop of his seed was evident and that pleased Mike even more as he looked at the greedy hole that devoured his seed. He leaned forward and kissed Sampson. "Not done with you yet" Mike said smirking at him, "Few more loads to knock you up" he said. Sampson rolled on to his back "Not sure I can take any more" he exclaimed almost tapping out. Mike ran his hand across Sampson's face and slapped him "You have no choice, you are mine now". Mike shuffled on his knees moving towards Sampson's face "Open!" he demanded, "Clean me up!". Sampson hesitated a moment until Mike's hand pulled his head forward and he opened his mouth taking Mike's cock, his taste buds immediately assaulted with strange salty and an indescribable slightly metallic taste that almost made him gag at first. It was so unusual to be in this position Sampson thought, weirdly Mike had aroused a sexual state in him that he had never considered or experienced before. There was something about Mike that made Sampson go weak in his presence, it was like he was a superior being and he wanted this god like man to value and appreciate him. True to his word Mike finished delivering a fifth load to a now struggling Sampson who knew he had reached the end of what he was capable of handling, his arse was sore and partly gaping open. With Mike lying on his back he fingered and toyed with Sampson's hole for a moment before looking at him and nodding towards his cock, even now it was still in a semi hard state. Sampson knew what he meant and reluctantly he moved his body until his face was level with the beautifully crafted cock, he also knew not to use his hands after being told off and instead opening his mouth he used his lips and tongue to guide the now familiar tasting cock in to his mouth. Mike sighed loudly "You are a good pup" he said stroking Sampson head. Sampson glanced up and nodded. "I thought you would be difficult to train" Mike said approvingly. Mike pushed Sampson's head further down his shaft "But no, you quickly learnt it is about me" he said. Mike grabbed Sampson by the neck guiding him back up the bed until he had the guy in his arms and his tongue back in Sampson's mouth. Just as quickly as Sampson had been taken in he realised that Mike was finished with him for the night. The embarrassing part being Mike refusing to let Sampson use the bathroom telling him he had to walk home filled with his seed. Mike stood up next to the bed smirking at a defeated looking Sampson whilst he wrestled the solid silver cock ring over his balls one by one then down the semi hard shaft. Sampson watched diligently whilst dressing, Mike grabbed a cloth from the draw by his bed and meticulously cleaned the cock ring before placing it in a small box and in to the draw. Sampson needed it and bided his time dressing slowly, when Mike walked out of the bedroom and in to the bathroom across the hall Sampson rolled over on the bed opening the draw and grabbing the box. Opening it he took the cock ring feeling the weight and smoothness of the metal, closing the box he replaced it in the draw and rolled back over the bed placing it in his pocket. His heart was beating hard in his chest having heard movement, he was sure that Mike was non the wiser when he returned to the bedroom. Without a word Mike closed the door and walked over to the bedside cabinet opening the draw, he pulled the box out and placed on the bed next to Sampson and stood there looking down at him. "I would put it back if I was you" Mike said very calmly but his tone was edged with anger. Sampson felt his face flush and burn knowing he was busted "I'm sorry" he quietly replied. Sampson retrieved the cock ring from his pocket. "Why would you steel from me?" Mike asked watching him. He shrugged placing it back in the box and handing it to Mike "Don't know, souvenir I guess" he said quietly. Mike smirked placing the box in the draw "You will get a life long souvenir" he cryptically replied. Sampson stood "Sorry" he said, "I should go you don't want me...". Mike kissed him before he could finish "We will continue this" he said staring in the green eyes. Sampson played along "Yeah, it would be nice and maybe I can fuck you" he suggested. Mike chuckled "Nah, I like breeding your arse" he said smirking, "I want to get you knocked up". Sampson shrugged "Sure" he replied being firmly escorted to the door and unsure what his words meant. Mike closed the door and chuckled walking back to the bedroom "He has no idea" he said to himself loudly. Sampson exited the block of flats and relief strewn across his face he breathed hard at his close encounter, this was one lucky escape he thought to himself. He knew the risk and how this could have gone drastically wrong if Mike hadn't been so level headed, the guy could have easily beaten the crap out of him. Sampson got in to his 4x4 that he had parked round the corner, exhausted and aching and right now he needed his bed, on the drive back to the commune he recounted the new phrases he heard Mike saying, knocked up, breeding and poz, the last one was very new to him and could only conclude that it was slang for men fucking each other. By the time he arrived back at the commune his underwear was stuck to his arse with a gloopy sticky mess that had seeped through his jeans and left a wet patch on the leather seat, he quickly cleaned the seat with a rag he always kept on the passenger seat. Showering before he retired to bed he had one last thing to do and quietly rubbed his cock until it was hard thinking of Mike when he fucked him from behind wearing those boots. Mike undressed and laid in bed picking his phone up and opening it to the PinMyFriend app he watched the moving dot smiling to himself. During their evening of sex Sampson has dozed between getting fucked and Mike had gone in to Sampson's unlocked phone and located the default app PinMyFriend and added his email address and accepted the request on his own phone. It now meant that he could find Sampson whenever he wanted a booty call and continue his quest of knocking up the sexy green eyed boy.

Thanm u for sharing - i will share too!! i am owned by/belong to my daddy/bf....but due to injuries he sustained when he was younger has a very low sex drive, and physical sex is too painful...so me and my daddy have a purely LOVE fueled relationship BUT: He TELLS & ENCOURAGES me to fulfill my purpose in life - to be the best/most obedient, slutty, airheaded, lil bareback Breeding Bitch i can be - as much & often as i desire. He will not be present NOR will he join in my extra curricular activities - at the end of the night i curl up with him and am loved and happy.

Great story. The predator becomes the prey.

This is all of it that I have. Just Chapter 1. Would love it if there are more chapters. Steam + The Poz Bathhouse by JJ1997 Chapter 1: A Real Man Never Pulls Out Why we had come to the bath house, my friend Finn and I, well that’s a whole story in of itself. Let’s just say, we were young and horny and wanted to push the boat out a little now we were both 21. We had heard it was great to find tops who were great at sex, and they even said guys in ‘our condition’ could get in for free...whatever that meant? After a swift pass through reception, and three minutes stripping in the empty locker room, we were ready. We had agreed, for the first half an hour to split up and explore alone, to best be free to do as we pleased. It was still early, so the steam rooms were quite empty, but within five minutes I found myself entering the hot wooden sauna room... A hairy guy was sat back in the sauna, alone, like a beautifully carved statue. He was bald, but with a thick brown nest of a beard covering his chin and neck. He was almost posing, led down with his right hand resting above him, revealing a large bicep and a thick nestle of armpit hair. His other hand was at his side, his chest a thick rug of brown curls, leading seductively into a thick mat of dense forest. The base of his dick wasn’t even visible between his thick hairs, which dripped with sweat. His tree trunks of legs shot out from under him, also hairy of course, ending in large feet with chunky toes. I stared deep into his bush, mesmerized in every way, and could see the tip of his dick at the base of his crotch, curled to one side. It was still mostly soft and yet large and snake like. It flopped down to the wooden planks that were supporting his back and ass cheeks. A good three or four inches of shaft was showing, though you could tell there was at least another two or so hidden at the basement which was huge for a soft cock. At the tip a large circumcised mushroom head flared out, a rich purple, almost a deep brown colour. My entire face was locked in on him, hypnotised by the manly hairs and long juicy looking cock. I looked at his face, a handsome chiselled face with bright blue eyes that had locked onto mine. He smirked slightly and nodded for me to come over. Not even a nod, the smallest of eyebrow raises, a tiny gesture, and it flooded my whole body the adrenaline and my cock stiffened. I slowly edged forward, but he didn’t move to meet me. The only movement was he parted his legs ever so slightly, and bucked his hips in one swift subtle motion. His cock was filling and growing slightly, though it’s full length still hidden within his mighty bush. I edged closer and knelt to bring my nose closer to his crotch. He smelled of perfection so strong and masculine. With one deep inhale I breathed in the scent of the man, and slowly reached to pull his cock up and out from between his legs, as it filled to full erection. It was huge, I would guess nine inches. My eyes widened. I opened my mouth and slowly brought the beast of a cock to my lips, the scent filling my nostrils. A quick hit from his fist threw my side ways, “No mouth!” He said firmly, “Bare ass only lad, take it or leave it.” He then resumed to laying back and closed his eyes. I had no choice, I couldn’t leave such a god alone without having experienced his cock deep inside me, so as instructed I climbed above him and lined up his bare shaft to my ass lips. The question of lube hadn’t crossed my mind till he spat in his hands and rubbed it on his shaft, not once opening his eyes. Slowly I sank down on his shaft, it was tough but not painful, so long as I kept it slow. But after a few second I felt his strong arms yank down at my hips and his entire cock pierced through my guts in one stroke. I yelled helplessly and in an effort to push up, was firmly held down by his immense muscular strength. He firmly kept me down and then grabbed at the back of my head and pulled my tight into his exposed right pit. He knew what he was doing. A guy like this must have down this hundreds if not thousands of times. The smell was intoxicating, hypnotic, overwhelming. My eyes watered and my spine tingled. I’d never smelled something so heavenly, so powerful. My entire body relaxed and all thought of his thick cock penetrating me had left my mind. It was sheer bliss, I couldn’t help but begin licking and deeply breathing all the musk I could find. “That’s right lad breathe it in,” he said slowly, a smirk on his face, “breath in that musk for me lad, and let me have your hole.” Despite his first thrust, he was grinding very slow and sensually, he was balls deep and remained so, only moving his cock around in circles and in and out the slightest of inches. His cock was so far up I could feel it punching at my stomach, a dull ache and yet pleasure all the same. I could feel his bush tickling at my ass cheeks and could feel his pit hairs tickling at my nose. “You know what that smell is lad? That’s the smell of a real man. That’s the smell of a man, not a pussy boy like you. I haven’t shaved ever, except my head of course, I’ve never once touched a razor in my life, and you know what else...I haven’t washed this body in just under 5 years. That’s right, that’s all five years of sweat and musk built up over time, my dick, my balls, these pits not seen a bath or shower since 2015. That’s what you’re smelling, a real man, and you can’t help yourself, you stupid fag, I mean look at you. I get you nose deep in my bush and you take a poz cock raw without any questions.” He chuckled shaking his head. I snapped out of my daze at the sound, “Poz? You’re poz?!” I said panicked. My ass remained firmly impaled on his cock, and his slow rhythmic thrusts never ceased. He just winked at me and nodded, gesturing down to his crotch. I could see beneath his mass of hairs was a black biohazard tattoo I hadn’t noticed hiding away. “This is a poz cock you got in you boy, and it ain’t shooting blanks neither. You can count yourself lucky,” he grinned proudly, ”this bad boy was shooting at 900,000 VL last count, and that was a good few months ago lad...so who knows how viral it is now...” “Wait we need to stop, I’m not on Prep I can’t...” “Shhh lad, it’s fine man, just accept it,” he whispered calmly, grabbing my head softly and directing my face back down to his pit. The smell of this unwashed unshaven cave man overwhelmed me once more and all thought of danger left me. I moaned quietly in pleasure as his cock picked up just a little pace and began probing deeper and deeper into my intestines. “Just don’t....don’t cum in me please...” I stammered bravely. He really did laugh then, “Sorry lad no can do. I have four simple rules...” He brushed through his jungle of a bush, “Rule one: a real man never shaves” He told me to breath deep, “Rule two: a real man doesn’t wash away his musk.” He even breathed deep himself then, revealing in his own scent. “Rule three: a real man doesn’t waste a load masturbating, he only ever cums in a bare ass, no more no less.” He smiled again me then. He then lifted me up swiftly, and spun me round, so he was above me penetrating deep into me in missionary position. “and finally, once inside an ass,” he began to pick up pace into a quick thrust, “a real man never pulls out!” His face was slowly reddening as he thrust harder and harder, he was sweating even more and the smell was staggering. It was as if the whole room was filled with a thick fog of his musk. He looked at me deep into my eyes as he pounded harder, “And trust me lad....I’m a real man!” And with that he thrust once more deep deep into my ass and grunted in pleasure as his thick cock contracted and shot his poz sperm right up my gut. I was in absolute ecstasy and hypnotised by his scent. “Give it to me, I want your load, give it to me!” “Fuuuuck!” He grunted, a few more shots adding to the growing pool of poz sperm splashing at the walls of my ass. His whole body collapsed on top of me as he breathed deep. His weight was heavy, but his skin was so close that I could smell him better than ever before and I sank away into a dream like state. Eventually he climbed off and went back to lying down in the sauna, his dick was covered in cum as it slowly crystallised, I noticed he made no effort to wash it off. He spoke not one word afterwards, and I slowly left the room, light headed from the fucking. I gathered my thoughts in the next room, a steam room with steam so heavy it was hard to see. But once my eyes adjusted I could see all too clearly what was going on... My friend Finn was bent over, ass up against the wall, and a young Latino guy was pounding away at his ass. He sported a large scorpion tattoo on his right thigh...I could see Finn was falling for the same treatment as me.... what was this place...? And to add to it, his throat was eight inches full of another guys cock, an older thinner guy. An all too familiar symbol was clearly visible above his crotch, a large black biohazard tattoo. Finns face was red as he was choking and gagging on his cock, an eruption of throat slime spewing out from his lips. Yet despite his struggle for breath, the old guys cock remained firmly balls deep until a second much more violent avalanche of stomach juices flowed out. Only then did he pull out, and I noticed a thick heavy PA ring hanging strikingly from the tip of his already massive cock. How a young guy like Finn had ended up in this situation, well... I guess that’s another story.... Chapter 2: His Pleasure Is More Important Than Your Breath I left my mate as we had agreed, and headed to the wet steam room. But already, just in the way there...my eyes began to wander. A muscular Mediterranean looking fella sauntered past looking cocky as anything. He had a nice full bush, with a thick uncut cock swinging freely between his muscled thighs. He winked at me. I could see his scorpion tattoo and knew what it meant...he knew I knew....he knew I wanted it.... I hadn’t told my mate why we were here, and what I really wanted...what this place was famous for.... I headed into the steam room and was greeted my another guy, much older. “Hey sexy,” he whispered and smiled. In one stroke he dropped his towel to reveal what lay beneath. My eyes widened and my mouth watered. “Wow it’s huge! Um... never tried one with a PA ring before...” I didn’t fail to notice the biohazard tattoo clearly plastered above his shaft, wow this place really was all I had dreamed, two guys I’d seen were clearly and proudly displaying their status. “Don’t worry baby, it’ll glide down that throat no problem,” and with that he shoved me down onto my knees, bent his knees a little, lined up his long shaft to my lips and pulled the back of my head towards him. At first only three inches got in and I choked a little, the metal was cool in my mouth. But as I choked, my throat loosened and with a quick tug, he yanked my whole head towards his groin and the entire shaft slithered down inside my gullet. My lips smacked against his crotch and I could feel his bush tickling my nose and could smell his musk. He couldn’t help but release a moan of pleasure as his ring and dick head were squeezed tightly by my throat muscles. I was struggling to breathe so with a quick shove back, I yanked my head backwards to pull away....but I didn’t move the slightest of inches. His hand had me gripped firm and in gagging panic, I choked up once more, this time a small amount of saliva and juices spat out into his groin. The saliva dripped from his balls to the floor in long ropes and he moaned in greater pleasure once more. My face went from red to purple, and I violently slapped at his legs as a signal to release, which he did after a few more seconds of pleasure. My eyes were streaming with tears and my cock was rock solid. I hadn’t even noticed I’d been stroking at it. I rubbed my eyes and saw the man sit down in front of me, so I edged a little closer. He took my head in his two hand, one firmly around the back of my skull, the other under my chin and at my neck. With a firm tug he pulled me down and his entire shaft once again jutted into my throat. He thrust upward several times, forcing more fluids to flow from my throat and lube up his cock, which would spasm occasionally in pleasure. I tapped again for release, but this time....this time things would be different.... In fact, he even laughed as I tapped, “No no no, not this time my boy...not this time, I’m liking it just how it is..” he patted my head, almost delicately despite my now violent gagging and eruptions of juices flooding down his legs. “In fact...” he lifted his right leg and slid it over the back of my neck and pulled tightly down. My entire head and neck was scissor locked between his thighs, his dick still swallowed in its entirety. He put his hands back behind him and sighed out in pleasure, “Aahhh, thats my boy...yeah.... you like a nice poz cock down that throat don’t you baby eh? You best not get over excited because you know I’m saving these AIDs babies for your ass eh?” He sighed again and smiled, closing his eyes and leaning back, all the while I choked and choked, spluttered and gagged violently, swinging my arms to gain footing but unable to release myself from his steel grip. And yet my cock was throbbing in ecstasy so much so that I had to stop playin with it or I’d cum everywhere. It felt like hours, but must have been only a minute or so, until I was finally released, and with one single breath in was forced back down on his cock. And from then up and down he thrust, from completely outside to all eight inches deep he impaled my throat with his cock at rapid speed, as a spat and coughed. I was in such dizzy ecstasy at first I barely noticed the hands grabbing at my ass. The wet fingers that began to slide in and out. That is...until a bare cock slid inside my hole and I violently arched my back. It was at this point the old guys cock fell out of my throat and left me to breathe. “Damn Diego! I always forget how hot you are! Get him nice and ready for me! Do you wanna seed first or me? I gotta tell ya, my bugs are dying to get in him!” He joked. “Nah man I’m having this one first!” Diego barked back, “he’s been eyeing me up for ages dude, he was drooling the first time he got sight of my cock and I can tell this ones even more excited knowing it’s shooting poison! He’s mine!” He was right, I was not only gasping for air, but I was gasping for his cock, every time he pulled out I wanted more than anything for it to go back in. All I could think of was that scorpion I’d seen just moments ago. It must have been a few minutes of my throat being full of the skinny old guys poz eight incher, and my ass being full of the Spanish dudes uncut poz weapon. True bliss, I don’t think I’d ever been happier. “Damn this is a good ass! I’m gonna shoot!” Diego panted and jammed his cock deep and held it firm. I could feel the contractions as he unloaded his sperm inside me. “Fuck yeah! Poz this stupid faggot!” I heard the old guy shouting. Diego’s cock began to soften and it flopped out my ass, small flecks of cum dripped to the floor. Within seconds the older guy was stood and around to my ass. His right hand gripped my mouth and covered it, preventing me from speaking. And then he started diving in and out, with an unbelievable amount of energy given his age and the look of him, until he was soon reaching his climax. “Poz load number two coming right up for ya! UGHH.....” he grunted and another five shots of poz sperm were mine! It was only then that my dick erupted and shot across the floor, and I turned to see my friend had returned, looking at me from the doorway.... strangely. This would take some explaining. But then he smiled. The old guy pulled out and left without even speaking to me after, only a little laugh and a “good luck”, followed by a slap on the ass. In fact both him and Diego had left me there without even saying goodbye. I stood up, a little woozy from the steam and exhaustion, and walked over to my friend, who had seen all of it or at least most. But before we could acknowledge the situation. We heard a gruff “mmhhmmm” calling for attention from the very back of the room, “That was a good show boy! Now which one of you fags is gonna sort me out? Hmm?” We both looked at each other and then looked back at the guy, the only other guy in the room now, he was a thick set muscular hairy Arab with a very grithy cut cock. “And before you ask don’t worry, just because I haven’t got the tattoo, doesn’t mean I’m not fully loaded and ready to knock fags like you up, now.... who wants to go first?” We looked at each other, I could see my friend gulp, we turned and walked deeper into the steam, ready for whatever happened next...

I’m a good-looking 26-year-old, 5’11”, 175 lbs., nice smooth body, I work out and it shows too. Unfortunately, I am a sex addict with very little to no ability to control my urges. I also have fantasies that I love to turn into reality. Of course, most of these fantasies require having willing partners. I also love anonymous sex, you know, very little words exchanged, just pure sex. This means that I spend a lot of time online looking for people who want to help me turn my fantasies into reality. I also have roommates, which makes things a little more difficult, but more interesting also, especially since I’m not out and my roommates have no idea that I like to have sex with men. For some time now, I have been contacting men trying to lure them to my house. I’m very explicit in terms of what I’m looking for. I tell the guy that I’m looking to get fucked, nothing else, just fucked in the ass. Then I tell them that I want for them to arrive at my house, come to the side door, get undressed, lube up their cocks, then come down into the basement, where they would find me, naked, lubed, and ready, with a butt plug in my ass, making it nice and ready for fucking. All they need to do is to remove the butt plug and go for it. It is not easy to find men who are willing to show up at a stranger’s house and go down to his basement basically naked with a hard, lubed dick, so I had decided I would have to lower my standards and just go with anyone who would be willing. My story starts when I contacted this guy last Friday. His profile sounded real hot. He said he was 6’3”, 210 lbs., with lots of muscle, etc. Just my type! I told him of my fantasy and he thought it was hot and agreed to meet me that night. As we continued to chat, I told him I wanted everything to be safe and he agreed. He lived close by, so, at the predetermined time, I went downstairs and waited for his arrival. I heard the door upstairs open, then I heard noises that indicated that my visitor was getting himself ready. As promised, I was downstairs, on all fours, waiting for him to come down and start fucking me. I left lube and condoms upstairs for him to use as he got himself ready. After a couple of minutes, my dick was hard with anticipation, and lots of precum already oozing down and dripping on the floor. My friend finally came downstairs and I could see him from the corner of my eye (the basement lights were turned off, only a dimmed light partially lit the place. From what I could see, this guy was as good looking as he described himself to be. He had a nice thin waist, a big hairy chest and thick legs. His hard cock looked bigger than the 8 inches he had described it to be, and it seemed to be very thick. I didn’t move, and waited for him to lower himself behind me. After he positioned himself behind me, he proceeded to remove the butt plug from my well-lubricated hole. He was gentle and had the butt plug removed in no time. He then moved closer to me and started to insert his thick head into my waiting hole. I couldn’t believe just how horned up I was. My fantasy was finally coming true, and with one hot dude! His first strokes were gentle, but as soon as he realized that my ass had already been plucked by the butt plug, his strokes intensified. As we had discussed, our intent was to get him off as quickly as possible, neither one of us was looking to put on a show. This was strictly about him getting off. It was all about him and his pleasure; and by the way he was fucking me, he knew that and he was making sure that so did I. He kept fucking deep and hard with that big meat of his and I could feel some of the lube dripping off my ass as he plowed his cock in then almost all the way out of my hole then all the way in again. I then reached over to touch his cock and balls. That is when I noticed that he didn’t seem to be wearing rubbers, even though we agreed that everything was going to be safe only. I couldn’t believe what he was doing! I felt helpless, there was little what I could do. I had roommates upstairs, which meant I couldn’t cause a scene. I tried to move away but his had a strong grip around my waist and I couldn’t really go anywhere. He knew I noticed about the lack of rubbers, which only intensified his grip around my waist. His pounding also intensified and I thought he was getting close to cumming and filling my ass with his cum. I whispered to him asking him to pull out and put on a rubber. He kept pounding, totally fucking me exactly the way I had envisioned. His only response was that he didn’t see any rubbers upstairs and that my ass was so good he wasn’t going to pull out. I begged him to put on a rubber or at least to pull out before he came. He said “sure” and went on giving me the best fuck of my life! A couple of seconds later, I felt his rhythm change and once again I tried to escape his grip while I begged him once more to pull out. He didn’t! I felt his cock literally grow inside of me, as he began to flood me with him cum. Spurt after spurt of cum filled my guts as he kept his masculine hands around my waist – in charge and in control, exactly the way I had fantasized! I was so scared but so turned on, I couldn’t believe it! After he finished, he reinserted the butt plug into me and left me there. After he left, I went back upstairs, as I removed the butt plug from my sore hole, this big wad of cum fell to the bathroom floor. I couldn’t believe the amount and couldn’t even imagine how much of his hot cum was still floating inside of me! I went back online, still in a daze, not knowing what to do. I then saw him online. He thanked me for a great fuck and wanted to know when he could come back for more. I told him how scared I was for what he had done. He told me he gave me exactly what I was asking for and told me he was chatting with another guy and told this other guy about me and that if I wanted for him to come back and do me again that I would have to let this other guy do me THAT night! I gave it some thought and decided to go for it, after all, my new friend was too hot, too good looking to pass, and he knew exactly what I wanted. I accepted his terms and not too much later this other guy showed up and fucked me good. It didn’t take him long to deposit another load in me. Afterwards I decided I couldn’t do that again. I can’t see myself letting another guy drop his load in my ass like I did that night. I have been avoiding my fucker friend, as I know I will not be able to resist his advances!

It's been a few months, but I finally met up with someone "new" while in Richmond. I had 2 layovers there in March, and was chatting with a guy on A4A a few days before my arrival on the first one. He's a vers/top and neg on PrEP. He doesn't always fuck raw, but he was willing to with me. He wanted to meet, but my arrival was pretty late and it was a weeknight. My second one also arrived late, but was on a Friday night so he wasn't working the following day. So he agreed to come to my hotel on the Friday trip. Everything was on time that day, and I was able to check in and get cleaned up before meeting him at 11:30. He arrived right on time and I went down to the lobby to get him. We got back to my room and immediately started making out and feeling each other. I was impatient and started undressing first, and he did also. He was a little heavier than his pics online, but aren't we all these days? Both naked, we got on the bed and continued making out. He was a very gentle and sensual kisser, and was very gentle with his hands. I took the same approach with him, and he was really enjoying the light touching and my gentle tongue on his body. His nips were sensitive, and flicking them with my fingernail made him writhe and moan. I realized I was being a dominant bottom, kneeling over him sucking his dick, and flicking his nips. I was doing all the work, and I was really enjoying myself. At one point I was using my tongue on his balls and went further down to brush my tongue against his hole. He immediately pulled his legs up giving me better access to his ass, and I ate him for a while. I had him move to his hands and knees on the edge of the bed, and I was on my knees on the floor so I could continue eating his hole. I fingered his hole, causing him to loudly moan I alternated with my finger and my tongue, and he was loving it. When I got back on the bed and was kissing him again, I asked him if I could fuck him. He had me confirm that I was undetectable, and I said I was. He hadn't been fucked for a long time, but he was excited to have it happen. He was laying on his side with his leg pulled up at this point so just kept him in this position, grabbed some lube, and slowly pushed my way in. He was definitely very tight but I kept a slow rhythm for quite a while. I don't top very often and I was really enjoying this so I wanted it to last as long as possible. We kept this up for about 15 minutes and I told him I was getting close. I asked him if I should slow down or if he was ready for my load. He was breathing heavy and begged me to give him my cum. I started fucking faster and quickly dumped my load. I can generally stay hard for quite a while after I cum, so I kept pumping him for a while. I must have had a huge load because his hole was very slick now, and it felt great on my dick. I wound up pulling out before I got soft, and we continued kissing for a while. By now it was close to 2AM, we were snuggling and I offered to let him spend the night and he accepted. Now, he never did fuck me and he never got off, but he didn't seem to mind and I was content with having only fucked him. We dozed off and slept until about 10am. He took a quick shower and I went downstairs to get us some coffee. We had a cup together and he headed out. I didn't get a load on this trip, but being the top for this encounter was a nice change of pace. I hope I'm back in Richmond sometime in the future, I'll definitely meet up with him again.

I usually tape over the door latch but let the door sit completely closed when I host a cum and go scene. I'd be too worried about someone unsuspecting seeing me and starting trouble. My blinds stay closed for that reason too. This clip from Live PD haunts me, so I stick to the safer side of this fantasy:

Just. Be. Used.

I wonder if this topic is a little outdated? It began in 2010 -- prior to PrEP (2012) and lots of new HIV meds, etc. I haven't met a bottom in a decade that asked me or anyone else to pull out - -in fact, being flooded with cum is generally a badge of honor with bottom men begging for multiple loads and tops preferring pre-loaded, loose holes. 🤷‍♂️

I could not have dreamed up such a fuckin awesome week. Not only was the none stop wreakless sex outstanding I had quickly grown very fond of the trupplet Stu, Hank and Frank. The outdoor morning flip fuck with Mike my last morning at the ranch had been particularly passionate. With both our asses freshly loaded we could barely pull ourselves away from our post coital embrace as we wept like inconsolable babies. Halfway on the drive to the airport for my return flight I took violently ill. Frank stopped on the shoulder and I wretched and vomited everything from the bottom of my boots. I crawled back into the truck feeling like a harshly rung dishcloth. By the time we reached the airport I had spiked an incredible feavor. It felt like I had a steam locomotive racing through every blood vessel. I was barely conscious and my head felt like it was going to explode. I'm surprised they even let me on my flight. I have no memory of going through check-in. I became conscious as I was being hoisted out of a wheelchair at the door of my plane. Two flight attendants gayer than pink balloons were hoisting me and practically carrying me to my seat. I never pick a seat at the very back of the plane so they must have wangled some special arrangement. I vaguely noticed there were very few people on the flight and there was noone other than me in the back three rows. Before the flight attendants did their preflight spiel they gave me some pills and two airline potions of scotch to wash them down with. I was asleep before we even taxied. With my head still splitting I emerged from an erotic dream state to see one of the attendants sucking my dick. I soon noticed the other attendant removing his clothes in the seat beside me by the window. Fully naked he maneuvered over my now ragging hard on and impaled it into his silky ass hole. As he began bouncing up and down I knew this was a reverse rape; but, it couldn't be rape as I enjoyed it especially because it diverted my attention from my suffering. The other attendant settled into the seat beside me, freed his five inch erection and pulled my sweaty hand over to hold it. Seated attendant; "I hope you don't mind. My buddy couldn't pass up your blazing poz cock. He decided to chase three weeks ago. He's taken a few loads but your's is the 1st guaranteed toxic cum. He's desperate to get pozed and over the moon to do so as part of the 'mile high club.' " Me; "But what makes you guys so sure I'm poz?" Attendant; "Frank told us. We saw him wheel you into the building. Our gay poz radar's went off immediately. When we saw you were in line for our flight we persuaded the checkin clerk to let us take care of you rather than bump you off the flight. We offered to fuck the queen next time we came through but no deal. That's when Frank offered to breed him in the public bathroom during his break. Bingo. You were in our care. Frank told us all about your week long fuckathon and multiple poz blood slams. He assured us there was no doubt you were down with the fuck flu and the HIV toxin was replicating like mad in your blood stream and cum." I have no idea how I stayed conscious enough to take in his words. The self fucking occurring on my cock must have been the cause. My mind began to fog and slip into a delusional dream state. My body had transformed into the cobra from the bikers tattoo. My cock the snakes dark angry red tongue jabbing into my victims rectum. Suddenly poison shot from the submerged tongue and stung into the guts of my prey. I fell totally unconscious with the satisfying assurance I had just pozed this flight attendant's negative ass. He would carry my poison for the rest of his life!

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

I've got an average length cock, but thick. I fit perfectly in men's and boy's assholes. They almost never struggle to accommodate me and I can thrust hard into them just using spit - I don't like lube. I enjoy a great fuck and they have the privilege of being seeded by me.

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

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I have been submitting lots of ads seeking doms to come by and turn me from a bi kinky shy dad into a slutwhore by being held down and forced to take some thing like weed, coke, or others but without much success. Recently 'tho, I met up with someone who replied to my ad than really blew my mind away. We arranged to meet at my house while my wife and kids were away. Further I was to be dressed only in white g-string and white socks. George came by and we sat down and chatted. We had already agreed that he could force me to take some Tina and than seduce me. As we chatted, he took out his glass pipe and prepared some crystals in the bowl. When he leaned over to kiss me, I resisted and tried to move away. This got him angry and he forcibly kissed me pushing my mouth open and invading my mouth with his tongue. He then lit his glass pipe, took a deep hit, bent over me and kissed me hard as he forced the contents of the glass pipe in me. He took another hit and did the same. He then held me down, pinched my nose as he held the glass pipe directly in my mouth and waited for me to gasp for breath and inhale deeply through the glass pipe. Once he sensed I was feeling the effects of the Tina, he started caressing my nipples, teasing them, before licking and sucking them. My nipples have always been really sensitive but they have never felt so sensitive before. I was writhing with desire as he started caressing me as he continued to lick and suck on my tits. I almost fainted with desire when he started to tease my ass with his finger. I was trying to wriggle my ass so his fingers could work its way in me. All this time he kept asking me if I was ready to be his crystal whore. By this time I was so turned on I was pushing my ass against his fingers as he started inserting first one, then two until finally he had all four fingers in me. I was begging for him to fuck me. He told me to go on all fours and then started to fuck me, doggy style. As he rode me, he kept playing with my nipples. I was feeling so good that I was begging for him to fuck me harder and deeper and make me his whore. He then laid down on his back with his cock standing up. I was so horny by now that straddled him and sat on his cock as I fucked myself on him. As I worked my ass on his cock, I leaned forward so he could suck on my nipples as I fucked him. Oooh, the feeling was just fantastic. I was feeling so horny and turned on. I was now such a slut I was begging for him to make me his whore. He then pulled out and made me suck his cock that had been in my ass which love doing so much I have never been such a nasty whore before for a gay guy, but I just sucked his gorgeous cock without a second thought even though it has just been in my ass. He rammed his cock in until I gagged, but he kept at it, telling me he was gonna make sure I learned how to deep-throat his cock. I was starting to have regrets as the Tina wore out. He than had me lay on my back and as he fucked me with my legs high over his shoulders, he took another hit and lean over and kissed me and exhaled into me. This time I gladly sucked in all I could. He repeated this about five times before sitting me up and making me take a couple more hits directly from the glass pipe. I was feeling so horny from the Tina I was begging for him to fuck me and cum in my pussy ass. I've never been fucked so hard and so long and felt so horny when he licked and sucked my tits. We kept at it for at least four hours. I only wished there were more guys using me 'cause I was so turned on I would have been willing to be gang banged. He finally came in my ass and forced his cock in my mouth. I have never enjoyed the taste of cum, but was so turned on I gladly sucked it all in and had him rub it all over my face. I was no longer put off by the taste of cum, but reveled in it. When he finally stopped fucking me, he told me that the next time, he would blindfold me, and turn me into his whore, adding that he would have a few guys use me at the same time. I can't wait!

Eric was good looking, and he knew it. He had an average build, but it was all about the face. And Eric had the face of a model: Smooth thick black hair cut short, blazing blue eyes and thick lips. He was shorter than most guys and pretty lean, always running and watching what he ate. He also had a perfectly pert, tight boy ass. Eric liked to party. Hard. His drug of choice was cocaine. He didn't have a job that could support that habit though, so he tended to leech off of his friends at the clubs. At 19,he was too young to drink but he was expert at teasing drugs and money out of older men. But like he told me, he liked to go out, not put out. He didn't care for older men sexually, but he had to tease them to get his fix. Bill was his main target. At 57, Bill could have been Eric's dad, and he had a thing for young guys. He liked that Erica dressed and acted kind of trashy, since he didn't come from any money. Eric also had a couple of tattoos including a playboy bunny that you could see the tip of snaking out of his underwear when he danced shirtless, which he did every night. That drove Bill wild. Bill had been the one to introduce me to the scene years ago, when I was about Eric's age. The first time I met him he was celebrating his 50th birthday at a gay club, and had invited me over for shots. I was young thin and blond, and those things drove him wild. After an hour of drinking and dancing he cornered me into a stall and offered me some T, which I'd never tried. After doing the bump he kissed me and started rubbing his muscular body against mine while I smiled, drunk and high. I giggled a bit, and he softly kissed and bit at my neck. "It's my birthday," he reminded me, his hands exploring just beneath my shirt. "Did you get me a present?" I laughed, feeling nervous. He smiled at me. "Feeling good?" I was so I nodded. He was making me feel a little uncomfortable. I didn't like making out with an older man in a dingy stall at a nightclub. I wanted to make out but I didn't want my friends to know I was with an older guy. And they might hear. Us, especially my moans. The next thing I remember is making my way to the club's dark backroom. Once in the dark, I could hear moaning and the unmistakable crude slapping sounds of male flesh. Bill pulled me against himself, kissing me and forcefully pressing my shoulders until my face pressed against the bulge of his jeans. "It's my birthday," he reminded me as his hands fumbled with the zipper. " Make daddy feel good for his birthday. " My mouth was suddenly full of cock, and I struggled to move my head away but his hands firmly held my head pressed against him. I gave in and started slurping and sucking with my mouth and tongue. I was dizzy at this point and even though.I was gagging his cock felt right, like I'd opened a door with a missing key. Bill came quickly that night, forcing a huge load down my throat. After I'd swallowed he wiped his slimy, veiny cock against my face and left a slick cum and spit mix in my now disheveled hair. "Good boy." Embarrassed, after we left the backroom I washed up in the dingy toilet. I looked like a mess from gagging and tearing up when he was shoving his dick down my throat. When I came back out, the friend I came with, another young guy named Mikey, rushed over. " Bill invited us to his after party," he told me. I looked back over to the bar where Bill's friends were taking care of the tab. Bill had come to the bar with a married couple and another friend. I didn't even remember their names from earlier but they were all older,late forties and early fifties. The couple , Steve and Jerome, insisted on driving us while Bill and his other friend, Tom, drove in another car. Steve was dressed kind of like a cowboy, and was overweight with grey hair and a full beard and mustache. I rode in the back with Jerome, who was black and had a more muscular build, bald with a silver goatee. Mikey sat in the front picking music while I sipped on one of the two gatorades they'd given us and Jerome gently stroked my back. He smiled at me. " You having a good night? " The truth was I was still buzzed and getting hornier. Usually when I sucked someone off they helped me cum after, but Bill hadn't shown any interest. Jerome's hands slipped from my shoulders down to my lap, and he gripped my hard on through my jeans. " Feels like you're ready to parter!" he said laughing. " How much you have to drink tonight boy?" " Just a couple of shots," I said. But I was really feeling it now, in fact I was feeling tired. I closed my eyes and everything went black. I don't remember everything that happened next. I woke up on a mattress in a dark basement with red lighting, to moans that sounded like they were coming from nearby. Immediately I felt different and put my hand to my neck where a collar had been fastened and I was chained to the wall, still dazed and high. The moans were getting louder, and as my eyes adjusted I finally saw why. Steve, Jerome and Bill were watching as Mikey was spread out on another mattress, his arms tied to his legs, blindfolded and getting his dick sucked by Tom. Tom was the oldest looking there, with salt and pepper silver hair and a face worn with wrinkles and sunken skin. He was gripping a thick six inch cock, and his mouth was engulfing Mikey's boyish cock. He started licking his way down, moving his tongue closer and closer to Miley's hole. Bill was smiling down at him. " How do you feel boy?" " Good, I feel g-g-good " Mikey said,stuttering as Tom's tongue circled closer and closer to its target. The other men laughed and Jerome nodded towards me. " The other bitch is up." Bill walked over and leaned down, rubbing his clothed cock. " Hey princess," he said, unzipping. " You ready to finish the job you started earlier? " Mikey moaned louder and squealed as Tom plunged his tongue inside his young furry ass. Bill pressed his growing cock against me as Jerome and Steve started taking off their clothes. The night was just getting started....

Every now and then I like to whore out someone who is willing to completely give up their body to me. You'll spend a weekend being whored out in a city hotel and bathhouse taking loads from any and everyone with no say. You are only there to be useful and used by the guys who want to use your body how they want to use it. You'll take a lot of loads, but if some guy wants you to fuck them you better get hard and give them your load, etc. I've had pure bottoms top for the first time this way and it's always an incredible experience when one pushes past their limits. By the end of the weekend you get on the plane or train leaking cum and go back home. Prefer younger twinks but would consider anyone. Message me if you're interested or know someone who is.

I have been totally gay for most of my life, but I have had sex with girls as a teen and was married young for a short while. What I have noticed too often is that, in a hetero relationship, guys always want to fuck, but the girl's sex drive seems to magically start to taper off after marriage. When you are gay and have a boyfriend, or steady fuckbuddy, both of you want to fuck all the time. There is no need to wine and dine her, gifts, trying to get her into a romantic mood in hopes she will give you some and no "holding it over your head" to get her way about something. There is no sleeping on the couch or "holding out" if one of you is miffed at the other over something. You both still need to fuck and those petty differences can be settled later and set aside for sex. With another guy that you usually have sex with and, being a guy, is always wanting it just as bad as you do, all you have to do is say, "Lets fuck" and you are on your way to a nice juicy load up your butt!

The net is closing in on Sampson... What a great chapter.

What’s so great about being gay? The reason why we are all in it: the sex!! also, when you find a partner that’s your size you just doubled your wardrobe.

I’m a gifter and a pornographer. Looking for a spare room to rent in SoCal

As a bottom, the notion of 'average cock' never enters my mind. Sure, i notice size, can't help that, but it's not a criteria of selection or desire for me. "Cock" to me has come to mean so much more than an organ between a guys legs. For me it is even more a psychological make up, drive, need. To me, the things that define a "Top" are His desire/need to penetrate, inseminate, and in a very real sense, impregnate with Himself. And His 'self' is so much more that His penis. i have had FB's with little penises (like 3 inches), who i adored and could not wait to be bred by. They were the Yang to my yin. Opposites attract and can bond if the chemistry is there. i rarely have an ongoing thing with a versatile guy. i may like or love them, but they are versatile and sometimes flip into bottom mode. There have been exceptions, when a versatile guy understands i am total bottom and he knows to only contact me when He is in top mode. i swear i am not making this up: it's the size of a Top's need and desire to Top that has the most affect on me, not the size of His penis. i have had guys with smaller penises open me wide, physically and psychologically.

I’m 66 and not taking prep and enjoying raw loads. Like the previous posted said “you’re gonna die from something” I get some of the same shaming from other mature guys who think they are going to live forever. I communicated with one guy who is pushing 80 and is on prep. Really ?

After playing with a fuck buddy last night, I decided to get one more load on the way home and stopped off at this guy who sometimes gives me a quick pump and dump load. This time he said he wanted to invite some others over to breed me too, so I stayed a bit longer. Four loads in my cunt later and I finally headed home. I was still super horny later in the day so I lined up two guys to come over - waited for my boyfriend to go meet a friend and then let them in to our apartment one after the other to dump their loads in me. I had to go meet a friend after, but managed to swing by one more guy on my way out. Spent the next few hours walking around the city with loads from eight strangers leaking out my hole.

Wow i make a bow to your craftmanship and writing. I did really enjoy this story, the best i did read so far, you are a real master in creating characters, playing with emotions, and hapiness. I was in tears when Jack died, did truly love the story. Hope to read more stories from your hand

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

Had hooked up with a closeted bi guy with a couple of kids and girlfriend recently and he is paranoid about catching something. Given his honesty and he is a hot dude I do my best to respect it. So shot off to be tested and work away around not putting him at risk. Lucky as hell - all came back clear. So he came over after work last night, and a quick snog and he was inside me and pumping his fertile bi seed in me. Felt good, cause I was not putting him at risk. Why the title "trifecta"? Well over the past months of my pigginess, I have met a bi 30's guy in a relationship with a girlfriend who can't have sex anymore for medical reasons and with her blessing, I am his regular fuck buddy and cum dump. And I met another guy of Grindr who is sweet as hell and hot as hell to me. And he lives nearby and likes to drop by after the other guy and rim his load out before breeding me with his. These have become my regular fuck buddies, which for me has been no more than a dream over the past few years lol. So, straighty was over last night seeding me. My regular Bi guy was over after work today with a 2w load and breeding me and my gay buddy was in the door as the bi guy left to rim and fuck me. Feeling pretty sexed up and my arse is wet and happy!

Chapter 8 - Falling Fast The following weekend, on Sunday afternoon, Brian once again found himself shaking with nerves. This time he wasn’t sitting in his Jeep on a strange side street, about to get fucked, but rather siting at a small table in the corner of Starbucks, waiting for his first real date. With Jake. **** Since they had kissed at accepted students day, Brian and Jake proceeded with falling for each other pretty quickly. They talked more with each other at school than they ever had before, and continued chatting by text when they got home. It was mostly about school, college, high school drama, how their dorm room would be set up next year, but things really started moving when Brian asked about the kiss. Brian: “So, umm, you kissed me…” Jake: “Yes I did. And then you kissed me.” Brian: “Haha yup. Did you know I had a crush on you?” Jake: “I had no idea, I didn’t even know you were in to guys! But I’m honored to be your crush haha.” Brian: “Hahaha I’m glad. I didn’t know you were into guys either.” Jake: “Yeah, I’m gay. I’ve known it for a little while, but honestly I’ve been too scared to do anything about it or tell anyone. You’re the first person to know.” Brian: “I’m gay too. I hope this doesn’t sound weird, but I think realizing I had a crush on you is what helped me figure that out.” Jake: “Awww ❤️🏳️‍🌈. Haha not weird at all, I get it. I just really had a feeling there was something between us all day, and then the next thing I know I’m kissing you. I still can’t believe I did that.” Brian: “I’m super glad you did :). So, like, do you want to go out with me some time?” Jake: “Yeah!” They decided to meet up for coffee the following Sunday afternoon, and maybe go see a movie after. Neither of them was truly out, but they both decided this would be the first step, and that they wanted to spent time together. They met up at Starbucks in the early afternoon and just sat and talked for hours. Eventually they decided to go see the movie, and even though they picked the latest superhero film, they still found themselves holding hands for a few minutes, laughing with each other in the dark at the corniness of their first date tropes. It was dark after the movie ended, and on the way back to their cars they decided to go for a walk in the nearby park. Jake offered his hand to Brian as they strolled along the path. Brian took it. Neither of them was quite ready to come out to everyone in their lives, but in that moment, they wanted to be together, and didn’t mind who saw. As they reached their cars, Brian pulled Jake in for a passionate kiss, this one lasting a little longer than the last. Then, it was time to go home. It was a school night, after all. Brian was ecstatic at how things were going with Jake. He could tell they were moving quickly, and while he knew that should make him nervous, it didn’t. What made him nervous was Adam, and his toxic seed. Brian’s cock stiffened every time he thought about their night together, but he was worried a positive diagnosis would ruin his chances with Jake. He wanted to get tested ASAP, but he knew it would take a couple weeks to get accurate results. He figured things wouldn’t go quite that quickly. He was wrong. **** The next Friday, Jake invited Brian over to his house to hang out and play video games. His dad was away for work, so he had the place to himself. Brian was excited to finally get some alone time with Jake, and figured he’d call the night a win if he could actually make out with Jake for longer than a couple minutes. They kicked things off by playing video games, eating pizza, and talking about the physics test they took earlier in the day. Eventually, they shut the PlayStation off, sat on the couch, and just talked. They got to know each other, talked about their futures, and even discussed their sexuality. Finally, close to midnight, they started talking about their budding relationship. “So we’re both gay, we’ve kissed twice, and we kinda went on a date…”, Jake returned from the kitchen with sodas for both of them and sat down on the couch right next to Brian, their arms and legs now touching, as he prepared his question. His voice cracked as he asked it. “…does that make me your boyfriend?” Brian turned and looked at Jake, rested his free hand softly on Jake’s face, and kissed him. Jake’s mouth was ready for it this time, and the two boys shared their third kiss. A moment later, Brian let go, placed his forehead up against Jake’s and said “Does that answer your question?” Jake pulled Brian back in to continue the kiss, and the two of them started making out, slowly and intensely. After a little bit, Brian swung himself up over Jake’s body, straddling him, and took his face in his hands (as Adam had done to him only a couple weeks before). He continued the passionately kissing him for what felt like hours. Both of them could feel this was a special moment, their first real connection with another boy, and Jake especially was eager for more. He lifted Brian’s shirt up and beckoned him to lift his arms so he could take it off, and Brian obliged. “My god you are hot” Jake uttered as he took in Brian’s thin chest and pale stomach. “I’m hot!? I’ve got nothing on you, babe.” Brian responded, testing out how calling Jake “babe” felt. He decided he liked it. “I still can’t quite believe I’m making out with you right now.” Jake pulled him back in for more, but after a moment he stopped to ask a question. Brian could notice the nerves appearing on Jake’s face as he asked “Um, do you want to take this to my room?” Brian hesitated for just a moment, remembering his hesitation about his status, but he didn’t want to disappoint Jake. Before Jake could register any concern, Brian jumped back off the couch, now wearing only the light blue, surprisingly well-fitting, jeans and white socks, and said “lead the way.” Jake grabbed Brian’s hand and led him upstairs to his bedroom. Jake’s room was pretty much what you would expect from a straight high school athlete: some medals, some clothes on the floor, a couple sports posters. It was messy, but neither of them cared; the double bed up against the window was the only thing worth paying attention to. “Yeah, uh, this is my room” Jake started to say, unsure of how exactly to move forward now. Luckily, Brian took the lead said “alright, my turn.” He took Jake by the hips and walked him backwards toward the bed, gently pushing him down to sit on its side. Brian grabbed Jake’s red BU Terriers t shirt and yanked it off, revealing Jake’s toned chest and arms. Jake and Brian could both be described as twinks, but Jake would never be dubbed scrawny. He was a maybe an inch taller than Brian and weighed probably 135. Jake was their high school’s star wrestler in the smaller weight classes, so his smooth upper body was sporting nicely toned and veiny arms, he had a defined six pack, and his legs were slim but packed with muscle. He didn’t have the tan of someone who played an outdoor sport, but he wasn’t Brian’s nerdy pale white either. His dark hair was fluffed up but not quite spiked, and Brian gazed in to his piercing blue eyes, which were the features that made Brian first notice he was attracted to him. “Fuck, you are so hot” Brian said as he dropped to his knees and got in between Jake’s legs. Jake had only been wearing black basketball shorts, which Brian quickly pulled down, along with his briefs, and finally his new boyfriend was naked before him. Jake’s cock was already getting hard, and Brian was unsurprised to find he was smooth all over, given the see-it-all nature of his wrestling uniforms. Without using his hands, Brian leaned down and swooped Jake’s cock up into his mouth, giving him his first blow job. Jake moaned and exclaimed “Oh, fuck…”, and ran his hands through Brian’s hair as he worked magic with his tongue, getting Jake rock hard. Brian pulled back and grasped Jake’s dick, which he guessed measured about 6.5 inches. “Please, keep sucking me” Jake begged. Brian did as he was asked. Quickly enough, Jake shouted “Brian I’m gonna cum!” and unleashed a torrent of teenage cum into Brian’s mouth and down his throat. This was the first time Brian had swallowed cum, and even though the surprise caught him off guard, he did his best to take all of it. He gagged a bit, causing Jake to say “Oh god, sorry, are you okay.” Brian gulped down the cum still in his mouth, and said “Yeah man, I’ve just never had a guy blow in my mouth before. But don’t worry it was fucking hot man!” Jake fell back on to the bed, ass still half-hanging off and feet on the floor, and let out a big exhale. As he stared at the ceiling above him, he said “That was my first anything.” Brian knew he meant this was his first time naked and playing with a boy, but asked “never with a girl?”. Jake said “nope”, and Brian replied, still on his knees “me neither”. Jake flipped over on to his stomach and the climbed up into his bed. He pushed the covers aside, laid down on his side, and propped his head up in his hand, elbow into his pillow. “Going to join me?” he asked. Brian wasted no time hopping up off his knees, unbuckling his belt, and sliding his jeans off, along with his socks. “You want to take these off, or shall I?” he asked with a laugh as he grasped the waistband of his boxers. “Strip for me baby” Jake replied, and Brian slowly slid his dark blue underwear down, revealing his already partially stiff 7.5 inch cock. “Holy crap!” Jake exclaimed, and sat up a bit off the bed to get a better look at Brian’s naked body. “Nice cock skinny boy!” “Haha, come on it’s not all that.” Brian replied bashfully, but with a hint of a smirk on his face. “Get the fuck in my bed” Jake ordered with a laugh. Brian didn’t need any more encouragement. He bounded over and hopped up into the bed with his new boyfriend. They started making out furiously while holding each others’ naked bodies tight, hands exploring all over. Jake flipped Brian on to his back and started kissing him on the chest, down his torso, and all the way to his cock, before taking it in his hand, looking up at Brian, and asking “Can I suck it? I don’t really know what I’m doing but I want to try.” “Dude, I don’t know what I’m doing either, so do whatever feels right!” Jake took Brian in his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head of his cock, before trying to get as much of Brian’s dick in to his mouth as he could. He couldn’t take it all and choked up a bit, but Brian just smiled as Jake looked up at him with perfect puppy dog eyes. Jake continued to experiment with Brian’s cock in his mouth for a few more minutes before crawling back up and in to Brian’s arms. Brian wrapped his arms around him as Jake leaned into Brian’s chest. “Did you not like sucking?” Brian asked quietly, stroking Jake’s arm to let him know that was alright if it was the case. Jake stayed silent for a moment, thinking, deciding if he was really going to ask Brian to do what he wanted to do next. “No, I loved it, I just… I want you to fuck me.” “Really!?”, Brian said, surprised. “What?” Jake didn’t understand Brian’s reaction, looking up at him for a clue. “I just… figured… you’d be a top.” Brian laughed. “You’re the hot jock in this relationship, after all.” “I’d definitely be down to try fucking you…” Jake replied as he peeled away from Brian a bit so he could look him in the eyes, “… but I need you inside me.” Brian was as rock hard as he could possibly be, and he wanted to give Jake what he asked for. Brian never got to fuck Adam before he left his house, so he still hadn’t experienced what it was like to slide his cock into another guy. But he couldn’t bring himself to explain to Jake why he couldn’t do it. He didn’t want to ruin their first time together, but he figured if they played safe it would probably be okay. But, he then realized he hadn’t come prepared for this. He dejectedly asked Jake “I don’t have any condoms, do you?” “No” “Damn” he said dejectedly. “That’s alright, I don’t care.” “Are you sure?” “More sure than I’ve ever been about anything. I want you to be my first, Brian.” Brian couldn’t say no. In that moment, he made a snap decision: he was going to roll the dice. “Jake, I want you too baby” Brian said. Jake sat up and got on all fours facing the foot of his bed, presenting his ass to Brian, who simultaneously shifted to his knees behind him. Brian marveled at Jake’s smooth ass, and gently pressed his thumb on his hole, causing Jake almost to fall as his elbows buckled. Neither of them knew enough about fucking yet to worry about foreplay, so a couple minutes of fingering is the only preparation Jake got for what was to come. Brian’s cock was fully hard now, 7.5 inches of teenage muscle that had turned into a cruise missile, ready to find it’s target. “How about lube” Brian asked, and Jake shook his head no. “Okay, suck me off again at least to get me wet, I don’t want to hurt you.” Jake flipped around and gave Brian the sloppiest sucking he could manage. Then, he got back in position, eager to get this done. As Brian grabbed hold of Jake’s hips, he could feel him trembling. “Are you sure? We could do this later with lube and condoms and everything.” Brian was giving Jake one last out. “Please, just put your dick in me” Jake whined seductively. Brian brought his cock up to Jake’s virgin ass and aligned his head with his boyfriend’s hole. He hoped Jake’s spit would be enough lube, and was worried about hurting him, but he knew they both wanted this so badly. Their sparks had been flying since the first moment they saw each other at BU, and he knew this felt right. He began to slowly push in. He didn’t expect how hard it would be to break through Jake’s hole, and he could hear the muffled moans of pain as he finally pushed hard enough to get his cock inside him. Slowly he slid his long slender dick inch by inch into what he thought had to be the tightest opening in existence. Jake’s ass was like a vice grip as Brian went deeper, and the pressure was amazing; like nothing he had ever experienced with his hand. Jake was in pain, but also in love. Like Brian had felt weeks earlier with Adam, he was feeling gay and proud. He was taking a cock from a cute boy that he was falling head over heals for, so he was not going to let a little pain stop him now. “Fuck, Brian, you’re so big” he panted through large gasping breaths. Brian was about half way in to Jake’s hole when he asked “Are you okay?”. Jake replied “Oh, fuck, yes. Are you all the way in?”. “Not, about half way” Brian responded. “Oh god go all the way Brian.” Brian shoved his hips into Jake and bottomed out in his virgin ass, causing both of them to let out loud, guttural moans; Brian feeling for the first time his cock completely gipped by another boy’s tight ass; Jake feeling what it was like to have his crush deep inside him. Brian began pulling out and sliding back in, very slowly at first. Jake alternated between holding his torso up with his hands on his bed, to falling to his elbows and burying his head into his sheets, trying to get used to it. After a few moments, Brian started building up a rhythm that could actually be described as fucking. He had never felt so powerful, holding Jake’s hips in his hands, looking down on his arched back, and driving his potentially HIV-positive cock into the unsuspecting virgin asshole. Jake had never felt so fulfilled, literally and figuratively. Even more-so than Brian, he had had to portray himself as the straight jock for so long, knowing it was a lie. Now he was on his bed taking his boyfriend’s cock in his ass. He picked up the pace. “I’m not going to last long baby. Where do you want me to cum?” Brian asked, although he figured he knew the answer. In between grunts, Jake let out “inside me Brian, cum in me, please.” Brian had wanted to flip Jake on his back so he could look him in the eyes as he did this, but he realized he wasn’t going to last. He began thrusting as hard as he could, making Jake yelp and cry out in what was now, finally, starting to become a mix of pain and pleasure. “Here it comes!” Brian yelled. He pulled Jake’s ass back into him, at the same time driving his hips forward forcefully. With his cock buried 7.5 inches inside of Jake, he experienced the single most intense orgasm he had ever had as he shot a huge rope of his cum deep into his classmate. He quickly leaned in and hugged Jake from behind, his chest on Jake’s back and his hands wrapped around his sweaty wrestler body as he continued to fill Jake’s ass with cum. With the last buck of his hips, and the final cum entering Jake’s hole, they both collapsed on the bed, Brian laying on top of Jake, his cock still inside him. Jake was silent, breathing heavily. Brian exclaimed “That was amazing” before quickly following it with a question of genuine concern, again asking “You okay?” He meant what he said, but it did cross his mind that Jake wouldn’t be able to answer that entirely on his own yet, since Brian could potentially have just pozzed him. Jake started to roll over, so Brian pulled out and sat back up on his knees. Jake swung around and sat cross legged in front of him, both of them admiring the skinny sweating teenager in front of them. “I’m more than okay. That hurt, but I loved it… I might love you.” Jake froze, again, realizing that this time he almost definitely had gone too far. He didn’t know if he meant fully what he said, but in that moment, it was almost as if he had to say it. “Good. I might love you too.” Brian said with a giant smile and a glimmer in his eye, relieving Jake immensely. Jake pounced on Brian and pushed him back into the pillows. They laid together on their sides, legs intertwined, making out without any more words exchanged for what could have been hours. Eventually, they fell asleep, Jake holding Brian close. ***** The two boys woke up relatively early the next morning, since Jake needed to get to a wrestling practice. They showered together, jerking each other off under the hot water, trying to get themselves to cum at the same time (they succeeded, much to their enjoyment). As they got dressed and ate breakfast, they talked about the night before, how much they enjoyed it, and everything else they wanted to do together. Brian was intent on having Jake fuck him next time, but he would have no problem taking on the role of top again too. They also agreed they would figure out a way to come out together before the end of the school year. They wanted to be a couple. The magical morning-after glow shone strong on both of them, as they both felt they had found a missing piece of themselves. After Brian left Jake’s house, reality began to set back in, and he got a queasy feeling in his stomach as he thought about what he had to do next- he had to take an STD test. A few days later, he went to the health center at the local community college to get it done and over with. He didn’t even want to think about how he would tell Jake if his test came back positive; things were going so well. But, he couldn’t shake the strange feeling that, for some reason, that was what he was hoping for. Friday morning, he checked his phone as he was walking in between classes, excited to see Jake next period in history class. He had an email from the clinic. He quickly opened it and scanned for one of two words until he found what he was looking for. He opened his texts and typed out a one-word message to Adam: negative. Adam responded right away. “Damn. We’re going to have to try again. I have a few ideas to make sure I poz you up next time boy. We’ll have meet up again soon.” As Brian walked in, he managed to smile and wink at Jake as they quickly squeezed hands at the back of the room, but he zoned out all throughout history class. Luckily, they were watching a movie, so nobody noticed. He was supposed to be relieved. This was supposed to be great news. But his cock was stirring, and as the bell rung and Brian and Jake parted ways for the next period, he wrote out a reply to Adam and sent it on gut instinct: “Agreed. What do you have in mind?”

I love facefucking. Generally, I like to hold their head still or against the wall as I pump their facehole. And definitely hold it down while they're gagging on my cock. If there's drool/goo/puke leaking out, I'd be sure to smear it all over their face. And slap them while I'm at it. Basically, their mouth is my hole, and the facefuck stops when I say it stops.

Part 6 I walked down the block, leaving my car in the fenced parking lot. It was a rainy night, but even this much rain couldn’t wash away the grime in this neighborhood. I huddled into my jacket, uncertain if I was going the right direction. My feet were already soaked with the cold rain. Just go home. I stopped at the end of a long stretch of fences. This was it. The small building standing alone. The open door was spitting out blue, pink and purple light. There weren’t any lit signs, but Grant had told me there would’t be. I saw a couple people go inside. They didn’t look nervous, just walked right in. And I was a little relieved that I couldn’t see their faces. No one would seè me going in. Not that I expected to know friends from school or my family to be around here. I went in. Grant was standing to the side of a small counter. “Hello, pig boy. You made it this time.” He’d been calling me ‘pig boy’ on the phone for the past two weeks. “Yeah,” I said, feeling embarrassed. I was supposed to come last weekend, but had talked myself out of it and gave Grant some lame excuses the next morning. “Don’t disappoint me again or we’re done here,” he’d told me. I knew tonight was make or break. Grant looked at the attendant standing next to him at the counter. “I’ve got him covered.” “Sure, boss.” Grant lead me through a doorway covered in black plastic fringe. It was like walk-in through a magic mirror. Inside was an open space with bands of colored light that created a patchwork of brightly lit and darkly shadowed spaces. But what blew me away was the small crowd of naked men milling around. Grant steered me to the right, into a locker room. He opened a locker and had me put everything into it before he locked it up. I was left wearing the blue jockstrap he’d told me to buy, and my favorite blue sneakers. “You’re even hotter in the light,” he said admiringly, running one rough hand across my smooth chest. I felt an odd mix of embarrassment and elation. I wasn’t used to guys admiring me like this. Sure I’d been told I looked good, but Grant said it in. a different way that made me feel really sexy. I felt more at ease standing here mostly naked. A cute ginger came around the corner of a row of lockers. He was wearing a red jockstrap and red sneakers. He was probably around my age, fresh faced with a big grin, but stockier than me. His skin was pale, but he had muscles like a young football player. He wasn’t as defined as me, but. He looked like a powerhouse. “Hey, Grant.” “Hello, Wil.” He introduced us. “Follow Wil onto the floor. He knows the lay of the land here. I gotta check on the sound system — it doesn’t sound right.” “Sure.” Grant was gone, and I suddenly felt uncertain what to do. Wil was standing there with a big grin on his face, hands casually on his hips in a power stance. He looked really hot, and it was good to finally have someone my age around for ….. well, whatever this was gonna become. No one at the bookstore had been my age, and I expected the same here at the club. But here was Wil, which was making me feel less anxious. “So this is your first time here?” He asked in a friendly tone. I nodded. “Grant bring you in?” I nodded again. Why am I so nervous? I must seem like a standoffish dick. “How long you been coming here?” I asked. “Hmmmmm.. About eight months. I started going to nursing school here, and found out about this place through a guy I dated.” I learned that Wil was just a year older than me, and had moved here from Boston. We got talking about school for awhile, and I felt myself relaxing. Wil was really normal and friendly. He was an EMT at school, and we chatted about sports games. I told him about playing soccer, and we traded stories about cute guys we had crushes on at school. “I saw you’re part of the jockstrap contingent, too.” I wasn’t sure what he meant. “You’re wearing a jockstrap. That’s a signal that you’re a bottom. Let’s the other guys know.” “Oh.” The implications of that started to settle in, and I was having mixed feelings. At first I felt kinda panicked. Am I a bottom? Did anyone I know see me? What would they tell others? “Are you into older?” “I dunno. I dated guys at school. But…” “I hear ya. I thought I was supposed to meet someone at school, fall in love, and get married. Then I found out I like daddies. And they like me. And the sex is sooooo much better!! They know what they’re doing, and they appreciate a young ass.” He looked at me sitting there. “You’re smoking hot. They’ll be all over you tonight.” I didn’t know what to say. Grant kept telling me I was hot. The guys in the bookstore had each said it. Am I? “You’re cool with poz?” I asked him. “Very. Things are different now than they were.” I nodded. “If you’re here with Grant, I’m guessing he’s already bred you.” I half nodded and smiled, kinda surprised at my own reaction. “A couple weeks ago.” “His dick is amazing. I don’t know how he does it, but he knows exactly what you need, and how to give it to you.” I nodded again. “Yeah he does.” “I’m getting horny,” he said. “Let’s do a lap in our jockstraps, then we can pick a spot to start. It pays to advertise.” Wil lead me around the main floor. There was a set of bathroom stalls and a shower area. The eerie greenish lighting was an alcove with three slings that seemed to just float in the air. I’d never seen a sling, only heard guys joke about them. The heavy chains suspended them in the air were nearly black. ‘What do you think?” “Kinda intimidating,” I admitted. I was glad they were empty; I don’t think I could handle more than that right now. “At first. It took me a couple visits before I tried them out. But they’re amazing. Now its my favorite spot to finish the night.” He looked back into the main room. “One more thing to show you before we go up. He led me over to a wide doorway covered in more of the plastic fringe. He stepped through; I followed. I expected more colored lights, but was met with darkness. I stood there trying to let my eyes adjust, and reached out to where I thought Wil might be, but only caught air. “Welcome to the maze.” After a moment I started to see shapes. The space was narrow and seemed to wind in a couple different directions. There were a bunch of thin walls at different angles. Wil walked me through, and I saw the walls had cutouts in them. “This can be a fun spot when you just want cock.” There were a few black lights overhead, and I noticed my jockstrap glowing in the light. “Ready to see upstairs?” “Sure.” He lead me out of the maze and up the stairs near the slings. It was a loft space with a few big, black plastic mattresses and mirrors on most of the walls to the right. On the left were padded benches that I couldn’t quite figure out — you couldn’t really sit on them. There was also a wooden table against the mirrored wall in the back corner. There were a couple guys up here, but they seemed to be standing around. One was younger like Wil and I, wearing a gold jockstrap. I said hi, but he didn’t seem interested in talking to us. “That’s Justin. He’s only friendly if you’re fucking him.” Wil lead me back down the stairs. “This place gets pretty busy on weekends. Guys come and go pretty fast, though. At least the tops do. Have to get back to their wives.” We were walking past the slings when we came across Grant. “Looks like the lil’ piggies are bonding,” he grinned and put a hand on each of our asses. “I like seeing you two together.” It hadn’t occurred to me until now that he had probably done to Wil what he did to me in the bookstore. That made my cock twitch. “Let’s go see Buzz.” Buzz was the bartender at a tiny station tucked in the front corner — I hadn’t even noticed it earlier. Grant ordered two drinks for us “to take the edge off.” He looked at me. We hung out watching the crowd start to roll in. There had to be about 40 guys in the club now, mostly naked or in a jockstrap. “Not a lot of jockstraps tonight,” Grant said. “You boys could have a really good night ahead of you.” “Hopefully you’ll be taking care of both of us later,” Wil said. I was impressed by how bold Wil was. I didn’t think I could be that way. Grant pulled us both against his body, one on either side of him; he moved his hands lower and used a finger to probe each of our young holes. I didn’t realize how much I wanted my hole touched until that moment. I groaned, and nuzzled closer to him as jolts of pleasure zipped through my body. Wil made a similar sound; I looked at him, our eyes meeting each others, and I felt a new bond between us. “Good little pig boys,”Grant said, his finger gently massaging the tight muscles around my hole. “You’re both gonna get a lot of dick tonight. But you don’t get mine until you each have a load inside you. You want it that way, don’t you, pig boys?” “Fuck yeah,” Wil responded. “Good little pig boy.” Grant looked me in the eye. “And you?” He slapped my ass. Another load in me? I shouldn’t be doing that here. There was a lot of risk.But my hole was saying something different, and Grant massaging my prostrate unleashed something in me. I nodded to him. “Yeah” “Good, boy. I have a special plan for you later, too. A little initiation rite.” He looked down at both of us nuzzled against his body. “You two go and collect some loads. I’ll find you when you’ve each got a few in you.” He looked directly at Wil. “Go see Buzz. He’s got a couple drinks for you two.” Wil and I stood there together, still feeling the horniness that Grant’s fingers had unleashed. Wil grinned at me. “We have work to do!” Wil suggested we start in the maze. I needed to hit the bathroom first, and he said to find him. I had to wait about 10 minutes because there were only two urinals, but it gave me a chance to check out the guys. I was surprised there were so many guys in their 20s and 30s. I still thought Wil and I were among the youngest, but it was a different crowd than the bookstore. There were some older guys, a mix of athletic and bear builds. But I found it all very hot and sexy. All these men walking around naked, comfortable with their bodies. I missed the looks I was getting from a lot of the guys, still feeling overwhelmed by the whole scene. The guy ahead of me was much taller than me, probably 6’2”, with an athletic build, a light coating of hair across his pecs and abs. He smiled at me a couple times, and finally introduced himself just before we got to the urinals. “David,” he said. I introduced myself, but suddenly felt very shy. “He gave my ass a tweak as he finished and started to walk away. “I’ll be looking for you,” he said. I found the maze again, feeling worried that Wil may be pissed I took so long. I had to let my eyes adjust again. This space was darker than the bookstore, and the walls were all painted black. I slowly started making my way around. There were guys back here now, quite a few of them. There were steps along the sides of the room to elevated platforms, and interlocking cubicles down below. I wondered if maybe Wil had gotten tired of waiting for me and left, but then saw him — his pale skin and red jockstrap standing out. He was in a middle cubicle, bent over, with his ass against one wall and hands against the other in front of him. I saw guys in the cubicles on either side of him. I left the higher platform and walked over toward him. The cubicles were built so you walked into them from alternating sides of the row, never able to see who was in the adjacent cubicle. That struck me as really hot. Wil was moaning, cocks stuffed in his ass and mouth. It was hot to watch and my dick got really hard really fast. Wil reached over and put a hand on my abs to say hello without ever leaving either cock. The thumping of body against wood sounded hot. And it was getting faster; Wil started getting louder too, despite the dick in his mouth. “Mhhhffff! Mfffff! MMMFFFFF!” The wall behind him was rattling with the banging, and then suddenly stopped as an anonymous groan emerged from the other side. A hand came through the opening behind Wil and slapped his ass. Wil stood up, a massive grin on his face, and he was breathing hard. “That was hot,” he breathed. He put both hands on my shoulders as he steadied himself, looking like maybe he was lightheaded. Then he kissed me. He kissed me with a long, deep kiss that made my heart start to pound. A couple guys scuttled through the narrow hallway as we kissed, having to brush against Wil’s exposed backside to get by. When we finally broke the kiss he said, “You’re next.” He ushered me into the cubicle he’d vacated. He rubbed some lube into my hole, seeming to enjoy himself as he teased my hole with his fingers. He stuck his tongue in there and. I groaned softly as he opened me up. “I thought you were a bottom,” I said. “You’re inspiring me,” he said. “Fuck you are gorgeous.” He stood up and rubbed my back as I. just stood there, half bent over, with my ass hanging in the air in front of the opening in the wall. “I don’t think there’s anyone there.” “Be patient. There will be,” he assured me. I looked through the cutout in front of me and saw someone standing there, stroking his cock. Was it the same guy Wil had blown? “Take a good hit of poppers“ Wil instructed me, putting a bottle under my nose. I felt the rush of desire flooding me, Wil still massaging my hole with his fingers, when the cock in front of me came through the cutout. I didn’t hesitate, going down on it. It felt so smooth in my mouth, with a long shaft. I rested my weight on my hands against the wall and rocked back and forth a little, letting Wil’s fingers deeper in.. Suddenly his fingers were gone, and I felt him rubbing my back. I could see his sneakers on the floor standing beside me. “Here it comes,” he said excitedly. I felt a hard pressure against my hole and gasped. I had no idea who, but someone was pushing their cock through the cutout behind me. “Push your ass back onto his cock. Let him inside you,” Wil whispered into my ear. The cock behind me popped right through my sphincter and slide deep inside. “Ahhhhhhh,” I sighed as he impaled me. Wil’s finger and tongue massage had loosened up my ass, and whoever was behind me had an easy time opening me fully. Was it one of the guys who had brushed past us a few minutes ago? He. Didn’t waste any time getting into a full fuck, his dick driving deep. Any other time I’d been fucked, they’d had their hands on my body while they did it. This time, no one was touching me because the walls blocked us — all I could feel was each each buried in either end of me. “How’s it feel?” Wil whispered in my ear. I lifted my head, “Fucking amazing!!” Then went back to sucking one cock while another fucked me. The guy behind me was pounding away, and I felt the vibration of the wall as he thumped hard, pushing deep into my hungry hole. His hardness filled me, and I felt him quite as he left his cock in me, just letting it rest there for a moment. What was he doing? The guy in front of me was still fucking my face when the other guy slipped out of my hole and patted my ass. Wil’s fingers rubbed my hole next. “Congrats on your firs load of the night.” I stood up, stretching my leg muscles, breathing hard from the exertion. Wil came close, putting his face next to time and kissed me again. “Now turn around and offer your hot ass to the other guy. Let’s see what he does.” Without thinking I turned around, Wil still standing so close. I could feel the heat of his body. I offered my ass toward the cutout I’d been sucking cock through. What the fuck am I doing? But the logical voice in my head was overwhelmed by desire. I’d never felt this horny before. What was happening to me? My thoughts were shattered by the feeling of hard pressure against my waiting hole. That long, slender, smooth cock I’d been sucking was now sliding inside my ass. Without the cock in my mouth I just started moaning. This fuck was longer and deeper than the first. I started to pull off the cock, but Wil stopped me. “Take it. Just let him fuck you. That’s it. Give him your ass. He won’t last long in there.” I was moaning, probably louder than I realized. I was braced against the wall, a mix of pain and pleasure as that long cock effortlessly fucked me deep. As Wil predicted, it wasn’t long before I felt him shoot a hot load up inside my gut. He pulled out quickly and patted my ass. “That was hot,” Wil said, nuzzling against me as he helped me stand. up. “You’re so fucking hot to watch get used.” My head was honestly spinning. I had a cute guy being sweet to me, which seemed weird in this place, and had just been fucked by two guys through cutouts in a wall without ever seeing them. I shouldn’t be good with this. This isn’t who I’m supposed to be. Is it? “It was hot seeing you in there, too,” I admitted softly. “Good. Because we’re just getting started.”

Rob answered the door and was greeted by his new next neighbors Sam and Michael. Sam was a 5”10 210 pound hairy bear with a 7” cock while Michael was a 6”2 250 pound very hairy bear with a 9”cock, Both were sweaty from completing their jog through the neighborhood and wanted to meet their new neighbor who they saw moving in the day before. Sam & Michael were two highly toxic bears who loved to breed and convert guys to the brotherhood at any chance. When they saw Rob, they gave each other a shared look of lust as they saw Rob in his basketball shorts and tee shirt with his extremely hairy body showing. Being 6’4’’ and 280, Rob was bigger than both Sam and Michael which they loved and were hoping that Rob was gay (or at least bisexual). Sam and Michael were going to try to find out and in their introduction invited themselves in and wanted to get to know Rob better. Rob, Sam and Michael started to chat and get to know each other around Rob’s Kitchen counter as all his kitchen chairs were taken by half open boxes being unloaded. Sam explained to Rob that Michael was his husband and they wanted to get to know their new neighbor. As Sam explained the relationship, Michael noticed that Rob’s cock was starting to get hard and tent within his shorts and glanced to Sam with a smirk. Michael asked Rob about his relationship background and Rob explained that he was recently broken up with his girlfriend and was using this move into a new place to start anew. Unprompted Rob told Sam and Michael that he had been sexually active with his college roommate and still considered himself bisexual as he tried to show he was very supportive of Sam & Michael’s relationship. Michael started probing with Rob to understand Rob’s experiences with his roommate. Rob explained as a sophomore his roommate, Cam, was assigned was gay and one evening came home drunk from a party and horny. He saw Rob on his bed with his cock tenting in his shorts and before Rob knew what happened, his roommates mouth was around his cock and sucking him off. Rob had never felt anything like that and didn’t last too long before cumming. Cam continued to suck on rob to get him hard again and asked if Rob wanted to fuck his ass and without thinking much Rob said yes and Cam immediately took Rob’s slick hard cock and directed it to his hole. Rob without thinking was starting to fuck his first ass and bareback no less. Rob lasted only a couple of minutes before cumming in Cam’s ass. Rob was in a post sex haze but realized he had a new level of a roommate relationship and going forward for the rest of their college time together Rob and Cam would continue to fuck (Rob always being the top) and started to get tested to ensure they were clean of STDs. Rob after college hadn’t been with another guy but wondered post is recent relationship (and the previous failures he had) if he should give it another try as he never had better sex than with Cam Rob realized that from explaining his back story, his 8” cock was fully hard and tenting in his shorts. He tried to hide that as Michael asked when the last time was he had been sucked. When Rob said it had been a couple of months, Michael asked if he wanted to change that and dropped to his knees and pulled down Rob’s shorts and started sucking. Sam then came to Rob and immediately started kissing Rob as he slowly massaged Rob’s ass. Sam broke his kiss to lick his fingers and then returned to making out with Rob as he slid a finger into his very tight hole. Rob broke the kiss to say he had never had been fucked. Sam asked if wanted it and Rob without thinking nodded his head yes and Sam dropped his shorts and his cock sprung out leaking precum ready to breed Rob's virgin (and currently) neg hole To be continued ....

Exactly. Fuck me as deep and hard as you possibly can, long strokes, violent thrusting... if you do slow down at all, just do it on some of the withdraw strokes, to build anticipation for the BANG back to balls deep. But if you do that, vary the duration of those slow pulls back so the bottom can't get used to the timing and expect the moment of the thrust. Personally I have been wanting to be bound, mouth gagged, blindfolded, wireless earbuds playing faggot training, and a full face hood, so that I'm hust an immobile human fleshlight and nobody can even tell if I'm trying to say something or I want something to stop.

Me and a fuckbuddy enjoy putting on our cockerings and getting into out jockstraps and boots. We get into bed (rubber sheet) hold each other tight, deep kiss and grind our jocked cocks together so we get real hard. After a bit we both piss inner jocks wile still grinding. man I Loe the feel of my buddy hot wet jock rubbing on mine.

If I can take anon loads without worry then I can def get a vaccine lol

The next few days were much tamer for Oliver. Doug knew giving the boy a rest would work up his appetite for more cock, and chems. the little itch in his tight toxic pussy would need to get scratched eventually. days passed before the boy got a text from the kind older man who had so lovingly shepherded him into his role as a cumdump, inviting him to a party with some nice friends. Oliver knew this certainly meant more drugs, and more cock, and for the first time his cock began to throb at the prospect of filling his pussy. Stripping his clothes off he revealed his newfound form, his perky nipples standing at attention, his semihard cock glistening with its new jewelery, and his smooth curved hips tapering to highlight his tight cheeks and brand new tattoo. turning away from the mirror he spread his ass and gazed at the sight before him. what was once a little boyhole had been shaped, moulded, and stretched to a beautiful pink boypussy by Dougs bloated cock. on command, his hole would open eagerly for even the biggest pricks with no problem at all, enveloping them in Olivers sensual lips and warm moistness that he knew even Doug couldnt resist. reaching to the sink, he pumped a glob of lotion into his hand and gently worked it into his hole. the beautiful pussy was the center of his world now, and he made sure to keep it supple and perfect as doug has intended. "oh yesssss" he hissed as he slipped a greasy digit into himself. The boys slender little fingers would never be enough, but teasing his hole was enough to make his undersized prick drool a little stream of precum which he eagerly scooped up and sucked off his fingers. He couldnt wait to see doug. pulling into the driveway of the large stately home he walked anxiously to the door. "its a pool party, so just be yourself" he reassuringly repeated as he rang the doorbell. "Ollie??" it was the nice nurse from the clinic, wrapped in towel and grinning eagerly. "yeah!" he chirped, as the two hugged. "come on in sweetie the party is in the back." Oliver admired the ornate foyer and kitchen as Trey turned back to slip off his towel and reveal his nude form. "ok hun, clothes off..." he instructed, as ollie took off his shirt and shorts and paused for a moment. "I-i brought swimtrunks" he bashfully confessed as trey grinned. "its okay baby. This party is special so there are a few rules. If you have a boypussy you dont need to wear anything at all. its so much more comfortable." Oliver shrugged and shucked off the remainder of his clothes. "Oh ollie its beautiful!" Trey gushed as he took the boys cock in his hand and admired the ring. "oh before I forget you need some medicine first baby. something to make this party lots of fun." Trey stepped to the table and produced a handful of pills and a strange plastic syringe. "eat the tasty pills baby, this one goes in here." trey grazed his finger across Olivers hole and elicited a groan of pleasure. "wowee someones ready for some cock." Ollie grabbed a bottle of water off the countertop and gulped the pills, taking note of the strange aftertaste for a moment as Trey knelt down to face the boys hole. "open wide for me ollie" Trey lapped at the boys sweet pink pussy as he braced himself, groaning, against a chair. "here comes the medicine baby" Trey tucked the nozzle of the syringe into the boys glistening hole and squirted him full as he stood up. "ohmygod! ah! fuck that stings!!" Ollie jumped and squirmed as the copious bump went to work inside him and trey burst into laughter. Just as soon as the comedic performance began, ollie slowed, bearing his teeth as his breathing became labored. "Trey holy shit" he whispered, fondling his dribbling cock. "I know ollie ive got some in me too. It makes your pussy really hungry." Lets go meet some nice big men! Ollie surveyed the yard. About a dozen men and a few that looked similar to him, all mingling in various states of undress, but no sign of doug. "Ollie" he felt a mans hot breath on his neck as he spun around to face Joseph. "hey! did you see doug?" Ollie walked as he was led by the leather clad pig to a minibar. "oh hes upstairs taking care of some business, but! im sure he would want to make sure youre having a very good time." Joseph reached to tie the boys arm with a length of paracord. as he loaded a fresh point. "hows that little dick baby? is it feeling better?" Oliver thought it strange Joseph cared. He hardly thought about anything but his pussy anymore. Why would anyone care about his prick? "Good" he sighed, wincing as the needle entered his skin. "thats good baby. Its so pretty now." Ollie jeered as Joseph finished his shot and unwrapped his arm. "I dont care. id rather get fu--oohhh" the boy stopped midsentence as the powerful narcotic coursed through him. "all better now ollie? ready for a little fun?" Josephs words echoed in his head as he grinned a dopey smile. "here ollie, hop up on my lap and sit on my cock. Ive got a nice big load for your pretty pussy. Ive been craving that little pink cunt all week." Joseph fisted a glob of lube into his thick tool as the intoxicated boy lumbered up to face the man eye to eye. There was a primal hunger in Olivers eyes, a look that Joseph had never seen. Oliver reached down to aim the mans prick and in one quick movement, drove the entire length into his guts. "So fucking good inside" the boy spat, bracing his hands on Josephs broad shoulders and pounding himself mercilessly. "Oh god ollie that hole...its fucking...its amazing. baby we need to slow down or im gonna pop" Ollie lifted almost entirely off the mans oozing cock and looked him square in the eyes as he slammed himself mercilessly back down, a gutteral groan escaping his pursed lips as days of pent up cream drooled uncontrollably out of his cock. "holy shit" Joseph whispered as ollie continued as if he had never cum. "do you like my hole?" ollie mumbled. "god baby yes its incredible." Joseph panted, watching ollie scoop his seed into his cupped hand and dribble it into his mouth, not skipping so much as a beat while working the thick cock inside him. "cum in it" Ollie grunted. "cum in me I know you want to. do it." Joseph just lolled his head back and groaned as his balls drew close. "you cant fight it my pussy makes doug cum every time. " Feeling a big firm hand on his shoulder Ollie turned to see Doug in a bathrobe. "it sure does ollie" Doug smiled. "Dont be rude now Joseph Ollies right. That holes going to suck up all your seed no matter how slow you think you wanna go. Give the boy a load." It was all too much for Joseph as Ollie reached back to feel his balls. "c-cumming" he grunted as Ollie grined, rolling his hips and stirring the man meat inside him. "yesss thats it." Ollie Felt the familiar pulse of a mans thick hard tool inside him and sighed in relief. Finally, a load in him. He felt himself relax a little as he wrapped his arms around Josephs fit chest, laying his head on the pigs shoulder and breating the intoxicating musk from his armpit, embracing him and gently milking him dry.

"612 Wharf Avenue" Oliver mumbled to himself as he followed the maps on his phone. "Its not so far from the clinic" he thought, as he remembered yesterdays checkup with Doug. After several sessions Oliver now looked forward to being used by Doug. The man had made him do things, and feel things, he had never in his wildest dreams imagined. With careful planning doug had spent days doping the boy up, and training him to serve. Taking a mans cock was almost part of his day now as he looked forward to the powerful narcotics and undeniable pleasure of dougs deep strokes. For the first time in a while, Olivers own cock twitched at the thought of another powerful orgasm at the older mans experienced hands. "Brickyard parlour" he read the neon sign in front of the dimly lit shop. it didnt sound as clinical as dougs own practice, but if Doug said this was the last step in his treatment then so be it. Stepping in the door he was greeted by Dougs warm smile. "Ollie! im so glad youre on time. come along now we dont want to keep our specialist waiting" he picked up a black medical bag and marched ollie through a corridor to a dimly lit back room. In the center was a sling suspended from the ceiling with a tray adjacent containing needles and several exotic tools he had never seen. "Oliver i presume?" the tall man smiled as he looked up from a magazine. "Im Joseph, one of dougs specialists." Josephs mohawk shimmered a brilliant red, and with tattoos extending the length of his body Oliver began to wonder what Joseph did at all. "now Dougs told me all about your treatment and I'll be finishing up today. hopefully we'll just be in...and out." he grinned, looking at the boys slender body. "why dont you get out of those clothes and hop up here" Joseph patted the leather sheet suspended in the room as Oliver looked at doug. "Its a simple procedure Ollie dont worry" Doug smiled assuredly at the boy. Obediently Oliver stripped his shirt off, then his pants and underwear, and awkwardly crawled into the sling. "here we go, scoot back now" Joseph instructed as Ollie felt his legs being strapped to the chains at the end of the contraption. Doug opened his bag and produced Olivers new favourite past time, a long needle full of fun. "a little more medicine this time sweetie, just relax and let it make you feel good" Joseph gripped the boys arm in his strong hand as Ollie eagerly made the fist doug taught him to make. Watching the plume of blood dance in the barrel of the syringe, Oliver stared at Dougs steady hand as he pumped the drugs into the boys slender arm. "off we go baby" Joseph released his powerful grip and the young boy gasped and groaned, coughing and squirming against the restraints. "he really does have a pretty pussy" Joseph remarked, casually sliding his fingertips along Olivers hole. "He sure does, and hes been such a good boy about it. isnt that right ollie? you like your nice pink pretty pussy dont you" Oliver mumbled and nodded with a grin as Joseph slipped a nasal cannula over the boys head. "We dont want you getting too excited now ollie, Joseph has to concentrate for this part" doug rubbed the boys chest as the tall punk adjusted the flow of nitrous oxide to the boy. Oliver let out a sigh and a giggle as Doug teased his tits. "that a boy ollie just relax. Why dont you suck a little?" Oliver turned his head to face Dougs now throbbing erection. the meat just looked so irresistably delicious, so perfect, with a clear pearl of sticky sweet precum forming at the tip. Oliver had to have it, as he hungrily fed the thick tool into his mouth. Joseph carefully lined the first needle up with Olivers hard pink nipple and pierced it effortlessly in a single stroke, eliciting nothing more than a loud groan from the boy as he hungrily slurped away. "youre doing so good ollie just a few more" Joseph thread the boys nippled with a small ring and moved to his other puffy pink nub. "mmmmfffghh" ollie gurgled as the pin drove into his sensitive tit. as Doug gently pushed more of his cock into the boys throat. "relax ollie, let the nice man finish his work. Its rude to complain" Dougs balls tightened as he invaded the teens throat. Oliver felt embarassed as he felt his throat stretch around Dougs warm tool. He didnt want to be anymore trouble, after all Doug said this was the last part. "big deep breaths ollie youre doing great" Joseph took the boys limp cock into his hand and inspected the little pink head. "that should do nicely" he remarked, as he quickly skewered the boys cockhead with a fresh needle Oliver jerked violently, his throat spasming around Dougs leaking cock. "Oh ollie thats so good sweetie." Doug groaned as he felt his cum rocket out of his balls and down the boys throat. "drink the nice warm milk ollie, its good for you" doug held the struggling boy down as he began to gulp his seed. "there we go baby" Doug pulled his glistening tool from the teens panting mouth as he looked down at his body. "owww" he remarked, looking at his freshly pierced nipplies, his gaze turned to his swollen prick. Embedded in the head was a shiny gold ring. "Do you like it ollie?" doug stroked the boys hair as doug gently lifted his sensitive member. "it has a nice shiny diamond in it too ollie, isnt it pretty?" The intoxicated boy just nodded. Doug marvelled at the sight of the boys new jewelery. "Just one more thing ollie and we'll be all finished up" Joseph smiled to the boy and pulled him down until his pale little cheeks barely dipped over the edge of the sling. "now be nice and still ollie" Joseph chided as he raised the tattoo gun to the boys tight ass and began stenciling a tiny biohazard tattoo. "What is that?" oliver asked curiously. "Joseph is just making sure people who see your pussy know its the best sweetie. You cant take any chances if you want the bigggest and best cocks to fuck you. This just makes sure they know Ollies little pussy is going to be warm and sweet." Oliver just sighed and slumped back into the sling. The low hum of the tattoo gun seemed distant in his ears as he thought about dougs words. Doug was so kind to make sure people didnt mistake his boypussy for just any old hole. It really was going to be a perfect pussy "there we go Ollie all done." Joseph bandaged the boys fresh ink. "looks inviting doesnt it?" doug remarked to the pig as he gazed at the boys pink hole. "he looks perfect doug just like all the rest. I'd love to get my cock up inside him." Doug slipped Josephs prick from his jeans and worked it in his palm. "why wait? hes right there Joe." Joseph groaned as doug rubbed his leaking tool at the warm lips of Olivers cunt. "i cant, he cant get hard for at least 3 days Doug." "open wide ollie, the nice mans going to fuck your pussy now" doug stuffed his fingers into the boys mouth, wetting them copiously as he returned to massage the boys drool into his own puffy pussy. "dont worry joe, hes not getting hard this month. now fuck that pretty little pussy." Joseph eased forward and pushed his pierced head into the boy as he groaned. "thats right, dont fight that pretty little cunt, give it a nice long fuck" Doug pointed his camera as it recorded the boys thirsty ass receiving another thick poz dong. ollie grunted and moaned as Joseph dragged the boy along the length of his meat, and true to his word, Ollies little cock didnt so much as stiffen. "oh god mister youre going to make me cum" Oliver panted. "i should probably quit now, thats bound to be a little painf-" Doug pushed the piggy punk back into the boy. "ssshhh, its not polite to stop when youre so close. besides it wouldnt matter, Ollies pussy can easily make him cum even if you dont move a muscle." The boy groaned as his eyes shot open and as he grit his teeth, the thick stream of pink cream flowed from his newly pierced cockhead. The agony, extacy, and drugs all combined to keep ollie cumming for far longer than he had ever thought possibe. "fuck me its like hes milking me! oh christ im cumming" Joseph grunted into the boy. "there ya go breed him deep. Ollie loves having nice big loads in his butt dont you ollie?" "cum in me" Oliver grunted commandingly as the salty seed tortured his cock, his ass milking away. "there, wasnt that nice joe? Say, why stop there, how about we just relax those muscles and have a nice big piss inside" Joseph hadnt intended on fucking anything today, but now that Doug was here, he found it practically irresistable as the older man gently rubbed his guts. "nnngh" Ollie groaned as the fit pig released a stream of hot yellow piss into his ass.

"oh my god" ollie whispered as Dougs cock seated itself in the boy with a loud slurp. "hear that ollie? Thats your little pussy talking," Ollie paid attention as the cum sloshed in his guts. Dougs cock stirred the creamy mixture about, pushing it deeper into the boy with each wet thrust. "boys with cum filled pussies sound so beautiful ollie. its like a symphony inside your llittle pink hole, and the big thick cock inside is the conductor." dougs balls slapped against the boys ass with increasing force. olivers jaw went slack as he panted with each powerful thrust. he had never heard the exotic gurgling from his hole before and was mesmerized at the thought that dougs cock was so powerful it could make his body sing this forbidden little song anytime he wanted. Doug looked down at the boys tight little nuts and gently traced a finger around the glans of his limp cock. "you can cum if you need to ollie, its okay, big cocks are really very good at making a pussy cum." doug instructed. "im s-sorry. i need to though i really need to cum" ollie pleaded. doug chuckled as he lifted his sticky finger from the boys organ. "I know ollie, those vitamins just make your pussy so sensitive its hard to hold back. Just remember its rude to touch this when you have a big cock inside" doug traced the head of the boys leaking dick. "focus on your pussy ollie. just relax and let it do all the work" doug coaxed as he slowed his strokes. Oliver felt it increasingly difficult to hold on to the sensations as dougs pace relented. why wouldnt he fuck him hard? "I cant..." Oliver grunted through his teeth in frustration. "yes you can baby, just relax." doug worked the teens swollen tits gently in his fingertips. "oh my god yes, nnnnghhhhhh" ollie was relieved as Doug put him right bcak on track to cum. he grunted gently as he remembered Dougs instruction. concentrating on his pussy he began to feel dougs tool in perfect clarity. the flared head as it parted his puffy pink hole, the ridge as it tantalized his insides. for a moment Oliver thought he could even feel the veins in the mans big cock as they slithered along inside him. ollies breathing became shallow, punctuated only by his own desperate moans. "thats it ollie, sing me a pretty little song. youre doing so good." Oliver looked down at the cock as it slowly pistoned inside him, dougs fingertips massaging in equal time as his bowels churned with the noisy cream inside him. it was all he needed as he looked down to see his little cock drool a thick stream of cum. "there we go ollie see? pretty soon youll be able to cum on a cock no matter what. The raw sensation and the hormones coursing through his body were simply too much to overcome as a tear ran down his cheek. "its okay ollie im right here inside you. Here, why dont you drink a little cream while I finish up inside" Doug scooped the boys estrogen laced semen into his palm and raised it to Olivers lips. "sip the cream for me baby" he smiled as Oliver opened his mouth to eat his cum from the mans big hand. Doug returned to slam fucking the boy and as quickly as the emotional outburst began, it was replaced by Olivers hungry eyed grunting, flexing his hips and meeting dougs thrusts. Oliver watched the mans expressions, he had gotten proficient at determining when Doug was close to shooting in him. he wanted to announce to the world that he made this mans huge cock cum in him, took his seed and made it his own. "cum in me" he hised over and over again, drawing Doug to a growling orgasm as he loaded the boys battered cunt once more. "tomorrow is a big day ollie, we're going to need to see a specialist for this part but i promise its the last step. tomorrow youll have a beautiful boy pussy you can show the whole world." doug eased the boys head into his lap and he began sucking. "lick all that cream off ollie, its all yours sweetie." Ollie felt proud that Doug let him have so much cum. he must have been right all along. Everyone here was so helpful and friendly to him he almost felt ashamed at how he protested Dougs care. The doctor knew exactly what he needed, a boypussy. Doug tucked his magnificent cock back into his pants and helped ollie get dressed, sliding the teens skinny jeans up over his leaking ass and buttoning them against his cumsoaked abs. As the boy tugged his shirt over his jizz soaked chest and headed to the door he unexpectedly hugged the older man. "thank you" he bashfully remarked as he looked into Dougs eyes. "youre so welcome baby" Doug smiled as he ran his cum soaked hand through the boys hair and sent him on his way.

Oliver roused from bed the next morning with a waiting text. It was doug, and he wanted to see him for another checkup. throwing the sheet off his body he grimaced as he noticed his nipples were puffy, more pronounced. his usual morning wood was flaccid as he reached down to give his dick a few pumps. thinking of his girlfriend produced no measurable effect as he sighed heavily. "maybe later today buddy" he thought to himself, trying to shrug off Treys description of the powerful hormone inside him. reaching down to his balls he gasped. They were getting smaller, just like Trey had said they would. Oliver leaped to his feet and headed to the bathroom. shucking his underwear off he turned to face the mirror and gripped his firm ass cheeks, spreading them as he had so many times for Doug. his once little asshole had changed too. the pink ring was thicker, almost puffy. you could obviously tell someone had been fucking Ollie regularly. he flexed his hole a few times curiously. The more he thought about it, the more it did seem to look inviting. Olivers expression faded from fear to shock and confusion. Doug wasnt just intent on changing him, giving him a pussy as he affirmed so many times, he was actually doing it. Olivers body was slowly changing to suit the older mans every need. at first he couldnt seem to cum without the fucking, and now his whole body seemed to crave it. Oliver had grown to enjoy the potent narcotics and powerful orgasms Doug forced from him. By the time the boy managed to arrive at the clinic it was nearly 1:00. Trey called him back almost instantly and before he left, gave Oliver a hug and a kiss. "youre doing perfect sweetie. I know how you feel. My first time with all this was so different. i didnt know what to think, but it really is for the best. Youre going to love your pussy so much Ollie you wont know what you ever did without it." Trey smiled and left the boy in the room. "there he is!" chimed Doug as he entered the room, his warm smile always seemed to put oliver at ease somehow despite repeatedly being violated by the mans cock. "Ollie youre doing amazing. how do you feel?" doug turned to the counter to prepare the injections for the boy. "fine i guess, i have a real bad headache though" Doug smiled as he confirmed the boy was slowly becoming dependent on his fun little injections. oliver stripped off his shirt and as he began undoing his pants he paused. He was stripping. Doug was right again, his body knew exactly what it wanted and Oliver just seemed to be along for the ride. "oh im sorry baby you just need your medicine is all. Did trey tell you? you need to take it every day so you feel good. I make sure all my boys get all their shots. do the shots make you feel nice ollie?" doug set the two needles on the tray next to the boy as he began fondling his prick, confirming the boy stayed soft as intended. "well, um, yeah the first one feels really really nice. like im floating or something. it makes everything feel swell" ollie obediently held his arm out as doug chided him, "no no baby, vitamins first, then its time for your special medicine." Ollie remembered Doug administering the estrogen into his ass cheek and began to protest as the doctor swabbed him again. "i dont want to be a girl!" he blurted in fear. Would doug even listen this time? his heart sank in his chest as doug pushed the needle into him and administered itts contents with a chuckle. "baby no thats not what we're doing at all. Im giving you a pretty poz boy pussy ollie, just changing a bit of this and a bit of that, and turning that hole between your legs into the only thing you need to care about. see?" Doug pumped the teens flaccid cock a few times, giving the head a nice slurp, but to no effect. "see baby? soft now. you dont have to be worried about having to fuck anymore. You take big strong man cocks and thats so much easier. A real man knows how to fuck you just right ollie, i promise." doug tied the tubing around the boys raised arm as Ollie pumped his fist. "okay" he mumbled. If doug said it was normal he had to be right, i mean, he was the doctor after all. "little stick" doug smiled at the boy as he emptied the syringe. "here we go ollie, just a little more than last time, go nice and high for me sweetie." doug pulled off the tubing and ollie gasped as his eyes rolled back into his head and he clutched the exam table. Doug stripped his clothes off and placed the teens fingers around his thick cock. "look at the nice big cock ollie." "the teens droopy eyes met dougs tool and he smiled. "helloooooo" he cooed as he began pumping dougs stiff cock. "today youre going to learn how to service the nice big cock ollie. Real men always know how to fuck your boypussy right, but its good manners to help them inside you." Ollie giggled as doug opened the boys other hand and squirted a glob of lube into his palm, then on dougs leaking cockhead. "that a boy ollie, smear it around my cock. and take this hand..." doug pushed the completely wasted boys lube filled palm toward his own ass, "and work that slippery goo into yourself." Ollie looked confused for a moment. "like this" doug pushed a digit into ollies hole, eliciting a moan. "fingers in your pussy ollie, be a good boy." Oliver nodded as he worked the mans tool in one hand, and fed his fingers into his asshole moaning like a bitch in heat. It was the first time the boy had dared to explore his private little hole on his own. He certainly never would have dreamed of doing it before he met doug, and yet now he seemed captivated. his fingers danced inside, pleasuring the teen as he remembered doug did so many times before. Doug watched the intoxicated boy loosen himself for a few minutes, slowly becoming more and more greedy. after 3 fingers he pulled his hand away. "I know it feels good baby but its not fair when a man needs to fuck you." Olliver looked down sympathetically, "oh god im sorry uh...um...here!" he lifted his legs in a flash, "here! now you can fuck" ollie smiled. as doug laid back next to him. "now ollie its rude to tell a big strong man to fuck you. He knows your pussy needs his cock so you need to show some respect, otherwise he might decide to fuck another boypussy" Ollie seemed to panic for a minute. His asshole was thirsty for the mans poz prick, but somehow he had made too many mistakes. Doug was right, he couldnt just go around telling a real man like doug to fuck him. "its okay ollie, thats why we're practicing. When you get your pretty pink pussy youll know just what to do. climb up onto my lap" Ollie obediently straddled the man and waited with bated breath. "that a boy, now take the big fat cock and push it against your hole for me. Careful now, its full of cum so you have to treat it right" Ollie gingerly reached between his legs and as if lifting the most precious thing in the world, slid dougs drooling cockhead to rest against his hole. "now ease it inside you. dont worry sweetie when you do this with more big men, youll have a perfect pussy. big man cocks love pussies that are just right." doug smiled at the boy and rested his hands on his hips. Olivers took a deep breath and bracing for the worst, was pleasantly surprised to find his body once again welcomed dougs poison tool like a close friend. "holy shit i did it" oliver thought to himself with a grin. "I did it!" he beamed, feeling the thick hairs on dougs balls tickling his butt. "There you go ollie I knew you could do it. now say thank you." Oliver felt Doug flex inside him and blurted a grateful appreciation. He had no idea until now just how precious these big cocks were. So many men probably went around without a single pussy to fuck, certainly not average guys without Dougs skilled training. "they must be miserable" oliver thought to himself as he began to ride Dougs girth. looking down he saw his lower abdomen gently bulge with each stroke. "my tummy" he remarked, stroking his abs. "its okay baby thats just your body making room for lots and lots of nice big cock. Ride it how you like baby." Like a teen with his first drivers license, oliver apprehensively impaled himself on the mans prick, concentrating on its angle, its girth, and reaching down from time to time to stroke his hole in sheer disbelief. Doug watched the teen slowly progress from gentle strokes to hungrily pounding his cunt like a whore, grunting and groaning, fondling his soft cock. "baby no, cum with your hole not this little thing" doug chuckled. Oliver smiled and nodded as he remembered dougs big cock was all he needed to cum. He was right, taking mancock really was the easiest thing in the world. oliver threw his head back as his cock dribbled a small stream of his own cum down his own balls. "i...didnt shoot" he remarked curiously. "no ollie, all boys can cum when they fuck, but only a real man shoots his cum. yours just dribbles a little. Keep riding sweetie we're almost there" Oliver redoubled his pace thinking of how dougs powerful cock shot thick ropes of seed. "so cool" he thought. in the fog of narcotics it just seemed to make sense. not having a big man cock meant not shooting like a big man does. doug growled and gripped Olivers hips tightly as he drove him down on his throbbing cock. "I did it!! i made you cum in me!" oliver proudly remarked as he gasped. "youre shooting!" doug stroked the boys thighs. "thats right ollie, im filling you up nice and full. doesnt that feel good?" "oliver nodded slowly as Doug toyed and teased the boys sensitive nipples, making him squirm on his dick. Lifting the teen Doug laid him down on his back and smiled. "you did such a good job I just have to give you more cum baby. a few more nice big squirts in your guts" Doug ran his fingertips across olivers belly, eliciting a giggle and a nod as he resumed driving into the boy. Just a few days ago this boy was probably no different than any other, but with dougs steady hand, he had slowly become a personal cumdumpster.

Doug busied himself with the usual workload for the week. He'd finished editing and selling Oliivers debut video a few days earlier and was truly impressed to review it at the end of the day. Doug appreciated his technique. most people wouldnt be able to control themselves at the sight of a teens virgin hole, and he'd certainly had his moments of raw lust, slamming his fat cock into restrained boys who howled in protest. "ah, youth" the tall man reminisced. So long ago. Doug had found his sensual side after he turned 50. He knew he would get much more satisfaction from Oliver by making sure he stayed in one piece as the teen took his meat. To make a good boypussy takes dedication, and doug saw this dedication in the video as he watched the slender teens fuck hole surrender to his fat cock. This was dougs highest artform, taking nice young men and grooming them as servile, submissive fuck holes. Away go the dreams of college, of marriage, and kids, to be replaced with only the pure raw sex they soon learn to crave. Oliver slumped into the waiting room seat. He had come down with a fever earlier that week and had wondered if it was something to do with his flu shot. or maybe he had the flu already? Olivers mind was pretty hazy. he'd never fainted from something as simple as a flu shot before, maybe this was something more serious? the teen tapped his foot as his mind wandered back to the last appointment. At least he'd gotten the physical out of the way. "Oliver?" the chipper voice announced oncemore as the boy looked up from his distraction. "Oliver the doctor will see you now" the friendly male nurse announced, and the boy rose to follow him. "any symptoms bud?" the nurse began taking his vitals. "oh uh, yeah kind of like the flu i guess." The nurse smiled as he made a mental note to confirm the boys charts for the nice little bug Doug gave him. He had always enjoyed seeing Dougs prey return to him, each reporting their conversion without a care in the world. "well well! its ollie! I see youve met Trey" doug stepped into the room with a warm smile as he clapped the nurses shoulder on his way out. Trey was one of his first glorious conversions. doug had spent weeks drugging the boy, pumping him nice and full of poz seed, and breaking him down for a brand new life. now Trey wouldnt dream of starting a day at work before making a stop at the bookstore or the park to get a pussy full of random seed for the day. "well ollie i think what we have here is a vitamin deficiency" doug declared in his best clinical sounding voice. "vitamins! thats it!" ollie confided to himself. how could he forget? i mean poptarts have vitamins but its probably not good to start every breakfast with them. his train of thought was momentarily interrupted as Doug wrapped a piece of tubing around the boys upper arm and swabbed. "make a big fist now ollie and we'll get you the vitamins you need." Oliver obediently complied and Doug injected the various contents of the syringe, releasing the band and watching the boy squirm and groan. "i think you need a little more vitamin D too" Doug sat next to the boy and opened his phone. ollie looked down with glassy eyes and watched himself, he was nude. "i dont remember this" he slurred. "ssh, this is the good part" doug turned the volume up and Olivers face turned to remorse as the video finished. "see ollie? Im sorry but i couldnt let you go trying to treat anything or clean yourself up." doug soothed as he began undoing his pants. "you did such a good job making me cum, but you had to keep the nice cum inside so you could have your gift" a tear ran down his face as ollie watched Doug drag his thick poisonous cock from his pants. "dont be sad ollie, i promised to turn your little hole into a nice pretty pussy and im going to keep that promise sweetie. Its just the best holes, the prettiest ones, are all poz." ollie watched mesmerized as a clear bead of precum emerged at the head of dougs massive cock. "it sure looks nice doesnt it ollie?" doug guided the boys hand around the length of his tool. Oliver had never seen a cock so big before, he'd never held anyone elses dick but his own, but Dougs felt warm and natural as it pulsed in his hand. "I know what you want to do ollie, dont be scared, its natural for boys to suck." "i-im not gay." ollie bashfully replied as he moved his head closer to dougs lap. "that doesnt matter ollie, just look at the nice big cock and take your time." olivers heart raced as he opened his mouth wide and began to suck dougs cock. "it...does feel pretty natural" ollie thought as he swallowed dougs precum instinctively. "There you go ollie! see? all boys like to suck, its just something in their nature, especially with big cocks." doug watched as ollies head bobbed up and down. As much as doug knew a load in the boys mouth would be nice, he had every intention of honoring his word. "okay buddy thats enough. Lets take those clothes off so we can keep going" Ollie reluctantly obeyed, the room had gotten very warm anyhow. "sorry" oliver blushed as the teen covered his raging erection. "oh dont be shy ollie, hop up on the table now and lie back." Ollie climbed on the table and clumsily laid down. why did Doug keep calling his butt a pussy? The drugs made it confusing to think about as doug lifted ollies thin legs and slid him to the edge of the table. "you have such a pretty pink hole ollie." Oliver blushed as Doug lowered his mouth to the winking boys most sensitive orifice and began greedily tonguing it. "ah! that tickles" oliver jumped at the sensation of the mans fuzzy beard on his butt as his laughter turned to a low moan. "oh fuck yeah" he panted, lifting his hips for Dougs hot tongue. "see ollie? I told you i would keep my promise." Ollie looked down at his rock hard cock. "im not gay i have a girlfriend" he protested,trying to ignore the precum smeared across his abs. "no baby no more girlfriends, just focus on your little pink hole for me." Doug continued chewing,sucking and tonguing the teen to a symphony of moans. after fifteen minutes oliver was a sweating, panting mess and just as intended, his soft relaxed hole was puffy and swollen. Doug squirted a blob of lube on his drooling cockhead and nudged it against the boy, dipping inside. "no please dont fuck me again I cant. I dont-" doug quieted the boy as his big dick continued its voyage into the slender teen. "yes you can ollie, see? we're making you a nice pretty pussy, and pretty poz pussies love big cocks." Oliver looked down in shock as his body betrayed him, the warm tool filling him completely in a clean stroke. "theres a good boy. tell me how it feels" ollie struggled to find the words. Dougs cock was...there. the whole thing, the angry swolen head, the shaft, all of it somehow made it deep inside his body. Oliver felt violated, carnal, as he watched the doctor begin sliding in and out of his most private and personal orifice. "full" ollie declared, as Doug squirted another glob of lube onto his shaft and watched it disappear in the teens shiny pink hole. "do you like being full of me?" doug watched the panting boys hips begin to move on their own. Ollie just grunted and nodded as doug pulled out with a lewd fart, gaping the boy. "there we go ollie youre doing great. That nice pink pussy looks so good" Doug took a moment to admire the kids guts as he skewered him once more effortlessly. "looser and looser baby thats it, take the nice big cock" doug whispered to the boy as he jerked his precum soaked dick. Olivers body wobbled back and forth on the table as doug sped up the pace and the boy groaned. "so good" he panted between slaps of the mans thick poz rod. "there you go ollie see? boys with pretty pussies get nice big cocks inside"

lol, i guess i have come full circle. i used to put everything up my ass. Seriously, i always had an eye open and wondered if it would fit? These days, i have a drawer full of sophisticated, made for ass toys, but have little to no interest in them unless they are attached to a guy. It no longer works for me to be the one putting them in me, the real turn on for me is the guy wanting to put something inside of me. It's His desire connected to opening and penetrating me that spreads my legs and bends me over.

I can remember in my 20's (in the 80's) using the Pierre Cardin Bottle to fuck myself.

I had been my older brother's personal cock sucker for about 18 months and I loved how he used my throat for his pleasure. He never reciprocated, but that was fine with me; just to feel his masculine domination over me was reciprocal enough. The only suggestion for improvement in our sex life was I really wanted him to fuck me and pop my cherry with his 8" man meat. It didn't interest him, maybe because getting a blow job is something that can happen between guys, but ass fucking is definitely for faggots. Now I already knew that I was a faggot, so it seemed like a natural progression for me, but not for him. During the summer that I was 18 I was extremely horny. My brother had found himself a girlfriend which not only made me jealous, but also limited the number of times he wanted to rape my throat. It seemed just as I got started on my road to cock worship, it was all slowing down. I remember I was walking around downtown in my shorts and a t-shirt, feeling hot and horny, when all of a sudden I saw this gorgeous man. No, definitely not a boy, but a man in his late 30's or maybe 40. He was walking towards me and my heart started to pound in my chest and my 7" dick started to stiffen. He stared at me, first my face, blonde hair, blue eyes, then my torso, slim hips and finally he stared at my crotch. My cock throbbed and started to leak. This all seemed to be happening in slow motion. He stood about 6' tall, dark and hairy, with a solid manly build. He had brown hair and green eyes and a 5 o'clock shadow that turned me on like crazy.( I had just started shaving, but even if I didn't I still only had peach fuzz. The only hair on my whole body was a little bit of fluff in my armpits and a small muff around my dick). He was dressed in summer pants that seemed to show off a big bulge and very muscular legs. I stopped, and he stopped beside me. He said hello. I said hello. He asked me if I had some free time. I said yes. He said that he lived nearby and would I like to got to his house for a cold drink. I said sure. We walked silently for about ten minutes until we got to his house. Part of me wanted to run away, but another part, a darker part, a part attached right to the head of my raging hard-on told me to keep going. He let me in to a cool, dark kitchen and locked the door. "How old are you?" he asked. I lied without hesitation, telling him that I was 19. I feared that if he knew how young I was he wouldn't want to continue, and I desperately needed to continue. He got this dirty, sexy smile on his face when he found out my age. In hindsight, I bet he would've had an even bigger smile if he'd known I was only 18. He groped his crotch through his trousers. Quite a handful. He stepped forward and grabbed my dick and balls through my shorts. When he felt my man-sized cock he whistled and squeezed me; it hurt and felt wonderful all at the same time, and a large drop of pre-cum started soaking my shorts. He let go and stepped back. "Strip!" It was a command. I began to shyly pull my shirt off, revealing my hairless, firm torso for his inspection. "Good. Now the shorts." I pulled my shorts off and stood naked in front of him, my over-sized dick sticking straight out in front of me. I was so turned on. I had never been naked in front of a man before, just my older brother. I really got off on being an exhibitionist for him, showing him my hard dick, my rosy little tits and my soft, muscular ass. Slowly he opened his zipper. He reached into the opening and pulled out a dick bigger and thicker than my brother's 8'x4' cock. And uncut. I gulped. This was intimidating, but so exciting. He pulled his foreskin back and exposed the beautiful knob already shiny wet with his essence. He waved it at me, and as if in a trance, I knelt down on the cool kitchen tiles and opened my mouth wide to receive my first taste of stranger's cock. So different than my brother; a very different smell, a very different taste, but so good. His musk made me whimper as he slowly inserted that large hog into my hungry throat. I think he was impressed with me because of my training with my brother, because he moaned and swore softly. "Jeeesus." I moaned back, feeling the pre-cum slicking my throat. He began to fuck my throat; me all small and hairless, naked in front of him; him all manly, fully clothed except for this massive outcrop of flesh that disappeared and re-appeared down my throat. He began to get quite a stroke going and I could recognize the signs and was preparing to receive his blessing, when he stopped and abruptly pulled out. A large trail of semen connected my bruised lips to his hard-on, which throbbed before me. I looked up at him. Had I done something wrong? Why had he stopped me? He leaned down to me and kissed me deep. Thrusting his tongue far down my throat, as far as his leaking hog had been. His stubble rubbed harshly against my pink cheek as he devoured my tongue. My cock continued to leak a huge puddle at my feet. "C'mon, baby," he said and squatted down, took me in his arms and stood up. As he did so, he smoothly shoved a thumb right up my asshole. I nearly blacked out. No one had ever touched me there, and now this beautiful stranger was opening it up as he carried me effortlessly to the bedroom, his raging cock rubbing against my asscheek. He threw me on the bed. "Watch." he said. I lay on the bed, exposed and vulnerable and watched this gorgeous man undress. First the shirt over his head, exposing his massive pecs and furry chest and flat stomach. My dick twitched and it amused him. "Yeah, you like that, don't you, boy." He tweaked my right nipple and started to suck my left. Another first for me, I almost came, but he sensed it and stopped. He stepped back again. He undid and lowered his trousers, no underwear and showed me his marble-hard ass cheeks, covered in hair. I swallowed. He turned his naked body to face me. His legs were like tree trunks, knotted with great muscles that flexed through his leg hair. And then came the whole package; I had already worked his huge hog, but now everything was released. His bag was almost obscene, so big, his huge nuts hanging low. His tool throbbed gently and leaked pre cum to the floor. He smiled a wolf like grin and approached me on the bed. He leapt on me and pinned me down. I struggled for the fun of it and the excitement, but he was way stronger than me. He covered my hairlessness with his great brute's body and began necking with me again, raping my throat with his tongue while rubbing his meat up and down mine. He finally broke the kiss and straddled my face and shoved his cock deep down my throat. I loved every inch of it. He spat in his hand and without missing a stroke into my mouth, he twisted slightly and began to roughly jerk my teen cock. I had never been so hard in my life. My cock was like an iron bar. So was his. He eased out of my mouth and started to kiss me some more, slowly working his way down my smooth, boy-muscled body. He worked my tits, licking and sucking, taking me to heights of ecstasy, but never too close. He then attacked my rigid boy dick, standing bravely at full mast, he enveloped it in one smooth descent, breathing hot air on it as he went. Oh, god, he was good. I was so hard by this point that I think I was too excited to come, which had never happened before, but the timing was good, because I was desperate to see where this would all lead. He moved to my hairless sac and licked and sucked my bloated balls. And then he lifted me easily up and attacked my hairless boy hole with his big, muscular tongue. That really did it to me. I thought the tit-work was the best, but I was wrong. I never wanted him to stop teasing my sensitive virgin asshole. Spreading it with his sloppy wet tongue, holding me firmly in place while he got me ready. I don't know how long he kept at me, licking, snuffling, blowing up my shit chute and basically making me putty in his large hands. He pulled his face away and instantly jammed two fingers in my boy cunt. He came up to kiss me again and for the first time I tasted my own juices on another man's tongue. I surrendered completely. he felt it in my asshole and inserted another long thick finger. I moaned around his tongue. He stopped kissing long enough to breathe heavily in my ear. "You want my man cock in your little boy cunt, don't you. You want to feel me deep inside you. You want me to fill you up with cum and use you." "Yes. Yessir." I whispered back. He pulled away and towered over me as I lay naked and sweaty on the bed. He grinned wickedly, devouring me with his eyes. Roughly, he lifted my tail in the air and spat right on my hole. It felt so dirty and so right. I wiggled my pussy for him and his grin got even bigger. "You like that, don't you, you little slut. Well wait til you feel my hard dick rip your ass apart." He spat on his cockhead and rubbed it until it shone with spit and pre-cum. He casually shafted his cock with one hand and began to slap my ass with the other. Bliss. Sure it hurt, but not too bad, and it was making my cock twitch and bounce wildly. He looked me right in the eye and said, "Here goes your cherry, little boy. You better hang on tight." I gripped the headboard as I felt something blunt and wet nudging against my slick pussy. It felt wonderful, but briefly the thought ran through my mind that his cock was huge and it was going to split me in two. And then he pushed. His big naked man meat forced it's way in to my tight tight tunnel. "Push out!" he commanded. I did and he slid more of his naked flesh deep into my virgin ass. I cried out at the intrusion, so big, so foreign. He leaned down over me and gave me his thumb to suck on while he continued his assault. I sucked frantically, pushing out, my asshole clutching wildly at his huge monster as he broke me open. I sat up a bit, just enough to see his veiny shaft disappear into my smooth pussy. He groaned and laid his whole weight upon me. He was in. I was his. Our sweat intermingled as his hog leaked juice into my teenage ass. He replaced the thumb in my mouth with his tongue once more. We lay still, him letting my ravaged flesh accomodate to the girth of his tool. I could feel his pulse on my chest and from his throbbing cock in my ass, and even though the pain was intense, I knew I was hooked. I was a bottom pussy boy faggot. I wanted him to fuck me forever. And then he really started fucking me. Another new sensation, friction from his enormous log as he very slowly withdrew until I almost felt empty and then he speared me again. He repeated this movement over and over, lifting his hairy body up above me to get better leverage. The more he fucked, the harder he gave it to me. My cock was slapping against my flat stomach sharply with each thrust, and I began to feel the burn of pleasure deep within. His bull balls began to slap against my ass cheeks adding to the growing slurping noises that his leaking cock made as he ploughed my wet trench. He slam fucked me, punishing me with his dick. I wanted it as hard as he could deliver. I began urging him on, "Fuck me. Fuck my virgin ass. Tear me up. Split me in two, you bastard." To hear me swear really got him going and he began to rock so hard that his cock bounced right out of my ass with a wet suction sound. Before I could even gasp at the sudden emptiness, he grabbed me in his arms, picked me up facing him and impaled me to the root on his thick, leaking tool. He began to throw me in the air and let gravity slam me down again and again on his prong. I was so wet with sweat, my pre-cum in front, his all over my ass that I was on the point of out of body experience when he started in with more urgency."Take my 9 incher you little queer. Take my man cock up your sloppy loose cumhole, boy. You like that? I bet you'd like to get fucked by two guys, eh? Take turns raping your pussy? Or more? How about a big black man fucking you. I got a buddy with ten and a half inches and boy would he like to cream your insides. Eh? Oh, yeah, we'll work you over pussy, we'll flood your punk ass. Get ready for it, baby, I'm gonna flood your hole. You fucking slut. Take it. Take all my load!" And even though I hardly knew which way was up I could feel his cock swelling to even greater proportions and my ass enlarging to fit this obscenely huge dick. He jammed me down so hard onto his cock I thought it was going to emerge from my mouth, and he bellowed, "Here's my seed, you little slut!" and I could feel him twitch and throb and pulse inside my hole as he bred me. I was his little teen bitch and he was breeding me with his horse cock. I began to shoot without even touching myself. He crushed me to his powerful chest as he unloaded in me spurt after spurt and I shot a huge load ever all over his hairy torso. We collapsed on the bed. he let me milk all of his sperm with my new-found talented ass muscles and when he finally slipped out he held me gently and told me that I had to clean my daddy up with my tongue, that's what boys do. As I felt his enormous cum load leak out of my used cunt, I licked his big cock clean, savouring our mingles juices and knowing that I was born to be a fuck toy; his fuck toy sure, or any sexy stranger that wanted to use me.