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Thanks for all the kind comments! I'm guessing something like one or two more chapters after this. Part 19 Casey looked around and noticed that Tyler wasn't following them into Hunter's bedroom. At least not yet. He didnt know any of these guys before meeting them today. That made him nervous not knowing what they were into and expecting of him. He was high and not thinking straight so at the same time that he was feeling as horny as he had ever been, he knew that he was also as vulnerable. Where was that pipe? That seemed to help. As if he had read Caseys mind, Ryan placed the pipe up to Caseys mouth and lit it with the torch. "You feeling ok?" Casey nodded as he took a hit. Ryan kept the pipe at his mouth longer than it had been before and this was a big hit with a huge resulting cloud. "You have a pipe for each room?" Casey asked. Hunter laughed. "I still need one for the bathroom but I like to have fun." Casey smiled as Ryan gave him another hit. Hunter liked to see the two of them making this connection but he turned his attention to the bed where Chris was seated at its edge. Chris was torn. Despite the distance that developed between him and Tyler, Chris still cared a lot for the first guy he ever hooked up with. And in this brief moment when he was in his head, he felt like he led Tyler to something he didnt think of as a possibility. All because he had trusted Chris. Why would Chris lead Tyler to a pozzing? And earlier he saw Hunters cum leaking out of Tylers hole and now he was out in the living room with Greg. Even though he didnt really know Casey, Chris thought he could still save him. Maybe there was an excuse he could come up with that would force the three of them to leave before it was too late. But no excuse was coming. Nothing that would mean all three of them had to leave. Hunter cut off Chris' train of thought. Hunter ran his hand through the boys hair prompting Chris to look up at the naked man standing in front of him. At his eye level was Hunters tattoo. Hunter assumed the boy was looking at his hardening cock. "You want to give it a taste?" "Here take this" Ryan said. He was talking to Chris and gestured to hand him the pipe and torch. "Take a big hit first and then blow it on Hunters cock." Chris just let these men take him out of his self imposed guilt trip. He took the pipe and lit it and took a hit to forget. What was going to happen today was going to happen. Chris released any control he thought he had and worked on getting high again. Instead of blowing the hit onto Hunters cock, he blew it out and took another. Hunter was disappointed at first when he saw the cloud, but saw what was happening when Chris lit the pipe immediately after. "Nice. Get after that high boy." Chris took another big hit and then offered the pipe and torch to Hunter who took it and lit it for himself. As he took his first hit he felt Chris' warm mouth wrap around his cock and when he looked down, he saw the cloud spreading from his cock. To Hunter, there were not many sights that were hotter. He could feel his cock stiffening to its full potential in Chris' mouth. This was really only the second time Chris had a cock in his mouth. He was determined to be good at it and the focus that he gave to the task kept his mind off of the dread that hung over him that drifted further and further away with every hit and each of Hunters thrusts as he began to fuck the boys mouth. Casey and Ryan were locked in a deep kiss holding each other tight. Ryan looked over at Hunter and Chris and liked what he saw but wanted to do the reverse. He pushed Casey onto the bed and kneeled in front of him. He looked up at Casey and grabbed the boys cock. "Um I dont know what this is about but i cant seem to get hard. That never happens, I promise." Ryan smiled. "That's ok. It happens sometimes with some guys who smoke this stuff. There are other ways to give you pleasure though. Lean back." He pushed Casey down so that he was laying down on the bed with his feet still on the ground. Ryan grabbed Caseys legs and placed them onto his shoulders lifting him up a bit. Ryan started by licking Caseys balls which got an immediate response. "Oh fuck fuck" Casey lifted his head to look down at the man giving him a sensation he didnt remember feeling before. He had his balls licked before but it never felt like this. Ryan looked up to make eye contact with Casey but he didnt say anything. Instead he made his way down to the boys taint teasing it with his tongue. Casey squirmed and Ryan had to hold onto his legs to maintain control. He loved what he was doing to this boy. This was only the beginning, he thought. He pushed Caseys legs up a little higher and found the boys hole with his tongue. "Fuck!" Caseys yelp was sudden enough that even Hunter and Chris stopped what they were doing to make sure everything was ok. "Thats hot. You never get rimmed before?" Casey turned to Hunter and shook his head no. "Well you have an expert rimmer for your first time. Ryan definitely knows what hes doing." Casey was just panting, unable to put his feelings into any words beyond "Fuck." Ryan was planning to oblige. Ryan worked his tongue to penetrate Casey and the boys moans took a different tone. It was like a mix of surprise pleasure and hesitation. It made Ryan wonder. He had heard that moan before but only from a certain type. He lifted his head up and Casey immediately looked down with a look of disappointment. "You are so tight. Have you ever had anything in there?" Ryan was smiling. He hadnt expected to take a boys cherry today so this was an amazing surprise if it were true. "Nah I don't....I don't....you know..." "You wanna....try?" Ryan knew to be gentle here and not seem like he was pressuring the boy too much. Before Casey could answer, Ryan went back down and tongue fucked the tight hole. He didnt want to put any pressure on Casey but he wanted to be sure that his tongue was very convincing. He could tell that he was slowly breaking Caseys defenses. Casey was back to being incoherent just moaning at the pleasure. It would only be a matter of time Ryan thought. But when he replaced his tongue with a finger, Casey stopped and froze. He pulled his head up again. "No, wait. No, I don't think I'm ready for that." Casey was nervous. His high couldnt fog this moment for him. "Ok no totally. I'm just trying to make you feel good so if that doesnt do it, we'll stick with the tongue." He smiled and Casey responded with the same. As Casey dropped his head back down upon the bed, he made eye contact with Hunter who was still face fucking Chris. There was a look in the man's face that seemed almost conniving. Hunter kept his focus on Casey as he spoke to Ryan. "You know there is a way we can make him feel good." Casey didnt realize Hunter wasnt speaking to him. "What? Who? What are you..." Ryan looked up at Casey while responding to Hunter. "Oh? Well let's do it then. We're all here to make each other feel good." He got up from his knees and Casey propped himself up on his forearms. "What's going on?" He was confused. Chris pulled off of the cock in his mouth without prompting from Hunter. He knew what was happening. This was the last chance he had to shut this down. He could speak now or let it go. But he couldnt think of what to say. Instead he looked to his hard cock and continued stroking it slowly. His thoughts wouldnt become spoken words. He could deal with whatever guilt arose later. For now, he hoped there was a shot for him too. All this time since the last time he was in this house he could not stop thinking about the feeling of that high. Casey still didnt know what was happening even as Ryan was tying the band around his arm. It wasnt until Hunter approached with a syringe that he started to see clear what was about to happen. "Wait no wait. Whats happening?" Casey was moving to pull himself up off the bed. Ryan gently pushed him back down onto the bed by putting some pressure with his hand on the boys smooth chest. "Dont worry. This will just make you feel really good." "Just ask Chris" Hunter said as he held Caseys arm steady. "He knows how good this feels." Casey looked over to Chris who was standing and watching and stroking himself. At this point, seeing the needle and knowing what Casey was going to experience, any guilt or hesitation was gone. Hunter had just turned Chris from observer to accomplice. "Yeah this will feel great. Even better than the pipe." Hunter wanted to get up and kiss Chris. He knew those words would be enough to reassure Casey and sure enough Casey did seem to relax slightly. Just slightly. Ryan could tell that the boy was still tense. "Just keep steady. This will be over quick." Casey felt the prick of the needle and then saw his blood getting pulled into the syringe. He braced himself as he saw Hunter push the contents into his arm. Whatever he was worried about going into his system had to be put aside he realized. He couldn't go back now. He had no idea how to prepare himself for the effects of this shot. But there was no real way for him to prepare. Everything was happening quickly. He heard and felt the band being snapped off and then Ryan pulled his arm up toward the ceiling. There was a pregnant pause during which all the men almost held their breaths for Caseys response. But in a much shorter time than what it seemed to all four men, Caseys coughing fit started and was as dramatic as it was sudden. Casey clearly did not expect this to be the effect of the shot and was trying to figure out what was happening to him. Ryan just let him ride it out not wanting to interfere with Caseys body while it adjusted to the slam. "Fuck how much did you give him?" Hunter just smiled as he wrapped the band around Chris' arm. "Enough." He smirked at Ryan and then turned to focus on Chris. "You ready for yours boy?" Chris just nodded. He was waiting for this and couldnt voice that desire to anyone until now. A thought came to him as Hunter pulled a syringe from his case. "So you guys dont reuse needles or anything do you?" He whispered it so that Casey didnt hear. He knew it was too late for any action he even remotely considered taking to stop what was going to happen and didnt want to freak Casey out. "No these are cheap. Single use only." He knew what Chris was really asking. Hunter was never interested in pozzing boys with a syringe. He wanted it to happen with both he and his boy experiencing the pleasure of feeling his cum shooting deep inside the boys hole. That feeling could never be matched with the act of pushing the contents of a slam into a boys arm as he was doing at this moment to Chris. As Chris turned away from watching the needle being pricked into his arm he noticed that Caseys coughing fit was subsiding and was becoming something closer to a long moan. Ryan was back down on his knees eating Caseys hole out and the boys head thrashed back and forth with his eyes closed and mouth agape. Yeah, Chris thought to himself, Casey is no longer in this room anymore. He couldnt wait to go to that same place. Just at that moment, he heard the snap of the band being ripped off his arm and felt Hunter raise it to the ceiling. "And blast off" he heard Hunter say.

Last summer, when the first UK lockdown eased I was desperate to get out of the city for a few days so booked myself a pitch on a campsite. I got there late evening so pretty much just threw my tent up, ate and went to bed. The next day I got up early and took myself for a long walk. It was so lovely to be out in the countryside, particularly as it was a hot day and there were loads of cute guys with their tops off also out for a hike. I got back to the campsite at about 6pm and was really sweaty from a day of walking so I decided to go for a shower. The campsite has a shower block with a big gang shower for the men that would probably normally have enough showerheads for 10 guys. But due to Covid restrictions we were only alowed in 2 at a time. I waited my turn and when I finally got in there there was one guy already lathered up in the shower. I stripped down and took a shower as far from him as possible so we didn't break the rules. He was in his mid 30s, chunky but strong looking and hairy all over. I started soaping up and as I turned round to rinse off, I noticed he was staring at me with a big grin on his face and his fat hard cock in his hand, stroking it slowly. I got hard immediately! I gave him a little show and bent over to show him my hole so he could be sure what I wanted. There was a long queue outside so he asked which tent was mine and if he could come by later, when it was dark. I wasn't going to say no to him, I really wanted his big dick in me! We both dried off and went back to our tents. As I walked back to mine I noticed he went back to a group of tents with 4 or 5 other guys standing around them. I stoop outside my tent for a couple of minutes so he could be sure which one was mine and then made a quick bite to eat. After dinner I got inside my one man tent and read for a while. It was a warm night so I lay ontopof my sleeping bag in my briefs. It got dark around 10pm and I was reading by my head lamp for another hour before I heard footsteps outside my tent and the zip starting to move. He quickly moved inside and I turned the headlamp off to avoid giving the campsite an x-rated shadow puppet show! Before the light went out I saw he was just wearing a t-shirt and shorts. He whispered that I had a hot arse and he couldn't wait to fuck it. I got on all 4s and pulled my briefs down and he took no time grabbing my hips and shoving his face between my cheeks. His stubble felt great against them and his tongue was lapping at my hole. He kep stopping to spit on it and then worked it inside me with his tongue. It felt amazing! I was reaching back to pull my cheeks apart so he could get deeper inside me and he reached round and started to wank me off with my own precum as lube. After a while he stopped rimming me and I could hear him taking his clothes off. It was really dark by now so I couldn't see much. He told me to lay on my side and he lay behind me, spooning me. His cock was rock hard and rubbing between my arse cheeks as he rubbed his hairy body against my back and felt me all over. He asked if I was ok with bareback and I told him I wouldn't do it any other way. Then he lined himself up against my hole and pushed inside me. I was well lubed from the rimming and so desperate to have him in my that my hole put up no resistance. His dick was beer can thick and felt amazing in my hole. He fucked me really slow and deep for a while, pulling my head round so he could kiss me really deep and wet, with loads of tongue. Eventually he started to speed up and his breath got really heavy. He whispered that he was going to breed me deep and the rammed inside me, making me yelp! He convulsed for what felt like five minutes as he emptied his balls inside me. He kept holding me really close and didn't pull out. He stayed hard and asked if he could go again. I begged him to breed me again! This time he had me on my back and came again pretty quickly. He the played with my loose, cummy hole for a while with his fingers and kissed and me wanked me until I came. We fell asleep together, all cuddled up on top of my sleeping bag. When I woke up in the morning I was alone, still totally naked, with cum dried onto my arse and the tops of my legs. I reached round and fingered myself until the remains of his cum started to drip out of me. I collected as much as could and licked it all up off my fingers. Once I'd had breakfast, I went off for another walk. I hadn't had a shower do must have stunk of sweat and cum! I had to walk past his camp on my way out of the campsite and he was sat with his mates eating breakfast. They all gave me a round of applause and whooped as I went past, so he must have told them....I loved it!!

Has anyone ever met tops that literally say and do nothing that lets you know they're having a good time fucking, or you know they came in you? A quiet top once fucked me, said virtually nothing at all, just moved me into different positions, dick never left my ass. I noticed he occasionally stopped thrusting and stayed inside my hole, then started fucking again. After about 30-40 minutes of this I asked if I can help him cum or did he want to. He said he came in me 3 times already. I had no idea, felt nothing and he didn't even breathe differently that I noticed. He was about 8" really thick and his shaft had a lot of coarse hair up most of the shaft, so the friction was making my hole sore. Total, he came 5 times balls deep over about 1 1/2 hours. The next day his jizz flowed outta me! How about you?

Part 4 I must have been in the toilets for ages. Every time I tried to stand up from the basin, eager hands held me down, fed me poppers and pulled my cheeks apart to be fucked. I lost count how many cocks slid up me but, when at last they let me go, my arsehole was swollen and dripping cum which ran down my thighs. “Look at that! “ Someone said. “He needs a shower!” They laughed and led me to the corner and made me sit on the cold, wet tiles. Someone started to piss on me, the hot wet stream running down my chest and between my thighs, and then others joined in. A man grabbed my face, squeezing my mouth open and directing his hot stream between my lips. I coughed and choked, but he held me tight and I had no choice but to gulp it down. His piss tasted salty and it excited me again to be so depraved as to drink a man’s piss. It felt so wrong, and yet the nastiness of it made my cock rise rock hard as they pissed on me. At last the streams died away and I was able to stand on shaking legs. There were only a couple of men left now – old, thin with sticking out ribs and flabby sagging buttocks. One of them kissed me and I gagged at the taste of booze, piss and worse. The other was wanking my cock and pulling my hand around his waist. He jammed my hand between his thin buttocks and I fingered his open, wet hole. “Want to fuck him, darling?” The old man kissing me whispered in my ear. I squirmed as the bony fingers slid up and down my shaft and the skinny old bodies rubbed against me. “He’s my partner. I’d love to see your cock in him” One of them took my hand and led me back into the club, following the pale, skinny body of his partner. I looked at the wrinkled buttocks with the wide, brown cleft between and felt disgust and yet a sense of wicked anticipation. Just off to the right was an archway with a small, dark room beyond in which hung a leather sling. The old man got into it and raised his thin legs so his partner could put his filthy feet into the stirrups. He reached and pulled his buttocks apart as his partner smeared lube into the puffy, open hole. I stood between his skinny legs, rock hard cock pointing towards his gaping hole. I felt a hand on my bottom and the other man whispered in my ear. “Go on, darling, slide it in. Fuck him for me!” He gently pushed me forward. With a gasp of horror, I watched and felt the head of my cock slide easily into the slimy hole. “That’s it!” he whispered, pushing me with his hand. “Put it in him, dearie” I gasped as my shaft sank into the depths of the old body, the horror giving way to a sense of depravity. I didn’t know these men, and goodness only knew what bugs were up his arse, but I could only grab his legs and begin to thrust deliciously in and out of his warm, wet rectum as his partner offered me poppers and then bent to kiss the old man as I buggered him. It was dark in the alcove, lit only by light from the bar outside. I became aware of naked bodies coming and surrounding me. Hands caressed my chest, fingered my arsehole as I thrust back and forth, and a rough hand grabbed my face and turned me to meet a pair of slobbering lips and a questing tongue. I was engulfed in naked, sweaty flesh, kissing some man’s mouth drooling saliva as I fucked the old man beneath me and I knew how much such depravity excited me. It was as if I’d found my true self, fucking like a pig in the darkness and sweating bodies. My balls tightened. The poppers exploded in my head and I cried out with release as my throbbing cock spurted inside the old man’s arse, filling it with sperm which gushed back over my balls. I shuddered then stood back, watching my glistening cock flop out and drip cum onto the wet floor. The two old men stopped kissing and smiled at me. One mouthed “Thanks” and winked. Then I was pushed aside and a pudgy young man got into place and slid his stubby cock into the hole which was running with my cum. I stumbled into the main bar. It was hot and sweaty and very busy now. To my left, a man was on his knees receiving a shower of piss over his face whilst, at the bar, the barman was cleaning a glass with a bored expression as he chatted with a customer who was leaning over the counter being sodomised from behind by a large, bald headed man. It was a vision from some ancient orgy and I drank it in with disgust and excitement and a pounding heart. I was ready for more and set off into the throng of naked bodies to see what I could find…

I know it's bad form to cruise online when you are waiting for test results, but I guess that's the kind of whore I am. Besides, I was bored and nervous and needed to kill some time, so naturally I found myself on Scruff. Interestingly, there was this hot Latino guy who showed-up as nearby. Quite nearby, in fact. Less than 250 feet away. So I started a chat with him. Me: Wow! woof, you're cute Him: Thanks! you too. Me: Can I see your locked pics? Him: *unlocks* I look at his pics. His cock was uncut, about eight inches, and had a wicked down-curve. Me: Holy. Fuck. Nice cock! I know JUST where to put that! Him: It looks like you are close by. You at the clinic? Me: Yeah, I'm waiting for HIV test results. It's that time Him: Cool. glad you are getting tested. I'm a counselor here. Me: It must be hard to deliver the news and stuff Him: It's ok. It's important to be informed Me: Yeah, I guess it is. Actually, I can't believe I'm actually cruising while waiting for my results Him: It's understandable. We can't stop being sexual just because of HIV Me: Is it sick that I'm totally horny and want your cock right now? Him: Is it sick that I'm an HIV counselor and I want to fuck your ass right now? Just then the nurse came in and I had to put my phone away. She very perfunctorily informed me that I was negative, but would need to be tested again in six months due to recent sexual activity, adding that she would take me to the counselor to chat briefly about safe sex. With that she led me down the hallway to a private office where she introduced me to Michael. Michael, of course, was the counselor with whom I had just been chatting on Scruff! Oh, and Michael was HOT. He was probably about six inches shorter than me, had a slight, muscular build, but damn did he get the Enrique Eglesias looks! Plus he had a beautiful smile complete with dimples! I walked in and sat down as Michael closed the door. He shook my hand warmly and told me it was nice to meet me. We talked about my recent negative result and the fact that I could still be positive if the antibodies hadn't yet developed. We also talked about having safer sex and other diseases. Blah blah blah. Honestly, the standard preventive fare. When I got up to go we shook hands again and he said, "I get off in an hour... and would like to get off after that." What a line! He then rubbed his crotch suggestively while giving me an inviting smile. I grabbed one of his post-it notes and scribbled down my address and phone number, handing the slip of paper to him saying "I'm heading home right now and will be ready. And waiting." Sure enough he showed-up about an hour later, and I buzzed him up. Once in the apartment he wasted no time taking control by pushing me against the wall and making out. Then he broke off the kiss saying "Let's get naked. I don't have tons of time. I've gotta get home to my partner." "You have a partner?" "Yeah, does it matter?" "Well, no, not to me, but does he know?" "No, he thinks I'm a good boy, but I need sex. Lots and lots of sex." "Yeah, I believe you," I replied. Although his frankness was slightly unnerving, I was nevertheless turned on by the thought of his big cock fucking me, so I led him to my bedroom where we stripped. He pushed me down to my knees and I worked his cock. It wasn't super thick, but it was quite long. And the downward curve added a whole new dimension. Ordinarily I'm not much good at deepthroating, but fuck, Michael's cock was angling in exactly the right way as to slide down my throat, right past my esophagus. It felt incredible, especially as his foreskin provided dome extra smooth motion. After a couple of minutes he withdrew and gestured me up onto the bed, asking "You ready to get fucked? Where's your lube?" "In there," I replied, pointing to the night table, but adding "Umm, what about a condom?" "Do you really want to use one?" "Well, we just spent 15 minutes talking about safe sex, didn't we?" "Yeah, but bareback feels so much better, doesn't it?" "But you're an HIV counselor!" "So?" "And I just got tested AT YOUR CLINIC!" "And you were there getting tested because you are no angel, right? I bet you have been taking bare cock and enjoyed it but had a little scare which made you go get tested. Right?" "Umm...." "Okay, so some guys really get off on taking raw cock. I get that. I can't stop that. I can educate, but it really isn't going to change behavior. I mean, look at me? I know the risks and everything, and yet I love bareback sex." As he made these remarks he rubbed his cock head up and down my ass crack, teasing my ass lips. "You want me to bareback you, don't you?" he then asked, adding "It's okay to say 'yes'." "Yeah, kinda...." "So pass me the lube." "Are you neg?" "Nope, I'm poz." "Whoa, time out. You're poz and you want to bareback me?" Michael leans back from me and looks at me for a minute. He strokes his cock slowly, seductively, and doesn't say anything. Just stares at me. "Hell, yeah. Yeah, I do. I want to fuck that bubble butt of yours and leave my seed deep inside it. I want you to feel the throb of my cock as I cum inside you. I want to leave my DNA in your hole." "Maybe we shouldn't....." "Look. We both know you're taking raw cock. You've probably taken poz loads before, without even knowing. And I can see that you aren't turned off by the idea, because your cock is rock hard and drooling precum. You might as well just give in to your desires and let me give you a good fuck." "I'm just nervous...." "How about I warn you before I cum, and I can pull out if you want me to." "Um...." Then my body made its decision. I rolled over and got on all fours again, took a hit of poppers as he lubed his cock. And before I knew it, Michael was sheathing his eight-incher inside my ass. It was obvious that Michael had had a LOT of practice at fucking. He slowly, methodically fucked his whole dick into me from tip to hilt. Agonizingly slowly and pushing up inside my second ring. And the down curve was creating new sensations inside me. It was heaven! He picked up tempo and really started throwing all the meat to me. Hard. His curve kept popping up inside my colon, making me wince in pain every single thrust. He didn't care though. He told me to take it - to take his raw cock in my neg ass. "You know, I knew you were a cock pig if only 'cause you were on Scruff at the fucking clinic. I had a strong suspicion my cock would end-up being buried in your ass," Michael remarked. I chuckled in reply. Eventually his breath quickened and he told me he was getting close. I was actually getting close myself, because his cock was stroking the hell out of my prostate. I just moaned as he thrust away. "I'm gonna cum, man! Where you want it?" Michael asked. "Just keep fucking me!" "You fucking PIG! Here it cums! Gonna knock up this neg hole!!" "DO IT! Don't stop fucking me!" And then he flooded me. And when I say flooded, I mean FLOODED. I could actually feel the warmth and wetness fill my ass. He kept thrusting wildly and my ass just felt wet beyond anything I'd ever experienced. He was still fucking me hard and it started to run out of my hole and down my balls. I actually came about 15 seconds later, just from his fuck motion. My hole started puckering and grabbing his dick, making him go wild as I shot my load all over my bedspread. He parked his cock in me and waiting politely for my orgasm to subside, before eventually pulling out. As he did so, his curved cock dragged some of his spunk out and a big blob landed on my bed. Which he scooped up and fingered back into my hole. Moments later I came back to my senses and started mildly panicking, blabbering "Oh my god! What did we just do?" "We fucked. I bred you. You came no-handed." "We shouldn't have... I shouldn't have...." "Relax. Breathe. You just took a big step." "A big step to what?" "A big step toward coming to grips with your piggy side. You are a cum pig bottom. And that's ok. Better than ok, actually. It's hot." "I don't know if I want to be a cum pig!" "Dude, I've worked at the clinic for several years. I can spot a bottom pig a mile away. And you, my friend, are a bottom pig. Embrace it.' "No I'm not... I'm ...." "You picked up a partnered poz HIV Counselor at the free clinic, invited him over, and let him breed you," Michael replied with a laugh. "Oh god. I am a pig." "And it turned you on so much you came from it. And thinking about it right now is making you hard again." And it was. Michael had to get home to his husband, but he promised me that this wouldn't be the last time we fucked. And it wasn't. As he left, he said, "Now remember to get tested again in 6 months. We may have more to talk about after that one...."

Whenever I see a picture or video of some cute boy or a shemale sucking a big cock or getting fucked up the ass bareback by hung men I wonder if their father has ever seen the picture or video and if they jerk off to it. l have actually happened across a few that I am fairly certain are my son. Plus I have actually had a couple men send me emails telling me they fucked him and telling me what a slut my gay son is along with several pictures and videos of him getting fucked. At first I thought it was a bitter ex but then I noticed every picture and every video was with a different man. l already knew he was a bit of a slut but seeing the proof was still a bit surprising. Plus I have actually seen him with guys in the house, backyard and in a parked car. At first I was shocked and angry about the videos and pictures on the internet but now I admit I jerk off to them frequently. Any of you guys ever actually see your boy get fucked and if it was on the internet do you watch it repeatedly and jerk off?

I`m 20 years old and have some sexual experiences with men. But so far always safe. There´s this one guy i`m talking to who wants to have bare sex with me. He`s really attractive and i really want him to fuck me. I´m a bit nervous but also pretty excited to get fucked bare for the first time since I wanted this for so long now. I was just always to scared to do it. I´ll meet him tomorrow

Yeah, give me a well fucked experienced boy any time but I have broken in a few assholes and it's a privilege to give a young man his first eerience of cock. First let him know it's ok if he changes his mind - put him at ease - he's more likely to meet if he knows you're not gunna wrestle him to the ground and force your dick up his ass. When you meet, take your time undressing him, compliment him - his ass, body, cock. Kiss him, get your fingers wet and slowly insert your middle finger into his ass. Remember on his first time being penetrated even your finger will feel like a fence post! Get him used to having your finger in his ass - then 2 - stretch him gently using a ton of lube, then finally press your cock in his hole - it will be easier for him if he's on his back. Keep up the gentle pressure and you should soon slip inside him, keep pushing until you are balls deep - if he asks you to pull out - don't! Just stop and hold your cock in him. When your all in him, stop and let his ass get used to being packed with your cock. After 10 mins or so start with short strokes - he's not gunna want to take a hard shafting on his first time out so resist the temptation to power fuck his ass. Encourage him - "fuck your ass feels great." Fuck him gently until you're close then pump his ass full of your first load of sperm. Stay in him until your balls are empty, pull out and hold him in your arms, tell him it will be even easier next time

sex with annonymous strangers is part of the gay cultural imperative!And a big part of a healthy gay sexual diet....:)

Ok do I got to my goal of 50 loads in two weeks, my last two loads were in the dark room at wet on Wellington! both bred me one after the other it was so dark I didn’t even realize there was a second guy until the first grunted and whispered in my ear take my dirty load I was just feeling my hole so see how wet it was when I felt a hand on my ass as he guided his cock into my hole it was a good size by I’d been so roughly fucked earlier it hardly touched the sides of my gaping hole. He was so turned on calling me a whore that he’d hot in no time at all. I left the sauna with 8 loads I put I good sized but plug in my hole for the drive home I was having trouble keeping it in on the walk to the car.

Offering my bare hole to a total stranger at a gloryhole is one of the hottest things I’ve ever done. That’s why I kept doing it.

Our governor in California announced that everything will reopen on June 15. I hope Steamworks (in Berkeley CA) will reopen then. Unfortunately Watergardens here in San Jose California has closed forever.

I like a big ass on a man and it's usually the big boys with big round butts with nice deep trenches. Pounding a guy out and watching the seismic tremoring of fuck waves moving across a guy's butt gets my dick so fuckin hard it hurts. Another big plus is big guys are sturdy. Sturdy is great quality in a man.

Love anonymous sex. Love walking into a public restroom and waiting in anticipation as to who is coming in. What they are into, no names, no hassle, bend over, cock up me or in my mouth, grunts cums leaves, bye.

I prefer anonymous breedings. I would say 95% of the sex I have is anonymous. This is where I don’t know the man and we have little or no conversation prior to him breeding me. I have about 7 regulars that treat me like a cum dump and I like that too but just going into a video booth or bending over a tree in a park and receiving a mans precious gift is the best.

Aww I’m sorry, seriously, nobody likes plans falling through. But don’t worry: that just means it wasn’t meant to be. As others have already noted: it is a magical experience and you will enjoy every second. A couple quick important things, though: make sure to keep that cock as deep in your ass as possible while he is cumming inside you AND for the following few minutes if possible...even better if he continues fucking it deeper longer after he cums. Second: this is your very first time so try to keep the cum up inside you as long as you physically can. FIGHT the overwhelming urge to try and poop in the hours after. It’s a false urge, it will pass. Keep the cum inside you. Sex will never be the same for you once you’ve held a man’s semen in your bowels for 24+ hours. He is part of you now. Anonymous or not, he is part of you. Good luck!

Sometimes I think about the fact that out there in the world there are men who have been inside my body and know what I feel like inside, and not only do I not know who they are, there is no way now that I can ever know. There have been so many of them. Sometimes the only thing I know about a man is the way his penis feels as it cunts me, and when he’s done I don’t turn to look at him, and then then the door closes - and I realize that I will never know anything more than the feeling of his raw cock using me. In moments like that my purpose in serving men is clearer to me than any other time.

Nope, definitely not alone. For a bit of cum n go fun then heading to the gloryholes or getting in a sling at a sauna does the job just fine. Don't need to talk, don't even need to see their face. Just after cock and cum. And through it all there's a thrill about this total stranger in my mouth/hole and getting him to unload, before finding another one.

Sunday night I hooked up with an anon cum dump who was taking all summers at a motel. He had a big hairy ass so just what I needed. When I got to his room there were 2 men there before me. One was fucking him and the other naked and hard, masturbating and waiting his turn. The man fucking him was grunting like a bull, telling the cum dump to beg for his load - which he did - then the top pumped his seed inside him. He pulled out and the dude in front of me mounted him and started to fuck him. I was fukkin solid and stroking my cock watching him fuck. He too shot his load and pulled out, turned to me and saw "enjoy my load - he's got ton of sperm in him. I shoved my cock in his hole and, fuck, he was full of seed. As I fucked, the other dude's sperm leaked out over my balls then I shot my load in to him - I was the 7th man to breed him that night.

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Part 1 I was looking to see if anyone was needing a house boy online and I found one article that caught my attention. Looking for a young sexy house boy who does everything asked. Would require to move into the spare room and be a full 24 hour houseboy. Room and board are included and I need one that will be a great cook as well as a good cleaner and would be of service during all the parties I host. The biggest requirement of all is that the house boy needs to be Poz or if they are neg willing to convert to Poz. This is a house of hiv Poz men we have four men living here with hiv and one with aids and we all need a house boy that will take care of the house and take care of our needs as well when we aren't having a party. Of course this means you have to be at least 18 years of age and we would prefer you to be a total twink as well as a bottom if not vers. We will take care of all your needs as well and any you desire in the future. There is one more requirement needed for this position but will explain that during the interview if we decide to choose you. Respond to this if this will be you and send pics of your ass body and dick so we can assess you. I was shaking as I read through the article a second time and I saw my dick was rock solid and dripping as I read it. I could feel my hole twitch and couldn't move the mouse fast enough to the respond button. I gave all the info about me that I was 18 a total twink with no body fat brown hair and green eyes, a seven inch cut dick and a butt that you could bounce a quarter off of. I sent a few pics of me in a thong so they could see my ass and my body and dick and couldn't hit send fast enough. Once the response was sent I laid down and furiously started to jack off and finger my ass and shot the largest amount of cum that I ever have just imaging what would happen if they choose me.

Part 1 My husband Rob and I have a great life. We have a nice house 30 minutes from the city and own a very successful landscaping business called Tops Landscaping that had a spinning top as our logo. A nice double-entendre. We also maintained a staff of 20, so we rarely did the physical work anymore. We are both 55 years old and had met when were 25. We fell in love, but kept an open relationship cause we both had (and still have) an insatiable sex drive. We also loved to watch each other with other people. We were totally verse back then and going to the baths together was a regular thing. We were young hot and hung, and loved to get our asses loaded. Then we would go home and fuck each other one more time, loving the feel of each other's loose, squishy holes. So it was no suprise when we tested poz right around the same time when we were 28. We both took meds for a while, but didn't like how they made us feel, so we quit them about 10 years ago. So now we try to lead a very healthy lifestyle, mostly. As we got older, and became more immersed in the bdsm scene, we started gravitating to being mostly tops. We loved to find a twink (or two) and take him back to our ever expanding basement dungeon to work him over. We preferred to find poz bottoms, or at least ones who didn't care, but we weren't above using condoms if the twink was worth it. Because we are! We're both tall, I'm 6'2", he's 6'3" and have big, muscular bodies from years in the gym. Now we have a home gym, with everything we need, but we still pay a membership to a predominantly gay gym, mostly just for cruising. There's been many a hot time in the sauna there, not to mention the hot little gym bunnies we would lure into our den of inequities! He shaves his head, because he was going bald anyway, where as I keep a nice, tight buzz cut. We are both heavily tattooed, a passion we have always shared, with two full sleeves each, as well as many other assorted ones, including matching biohazard ones around our bellybuttons, right above our cocks. We both have our nipples pierced and sport fat p.a.'s. We're both moderately hairy, him a little more than me, and we have great cocks. Mine is a thick veined 8 1/2", and his, while not quite as thick, measures 10" with a fat mushroom head. Needless to say, we're fucking hot! So we were always content with our pickups until we met Vinny. Vinny is a hot little 25 year old Italian muscle pup. He is 5'9" with a cute little 4" dick. He's got that classic Italian face with a big nose, full pink lips, and huge brown puppy dog eyes that were almost obscured by his shaggy, slightly curly dark brown hair. His buff body is a creamy pale colour with large pink nipples and a pretty pink asshole to match. While his chest and ass are naturally smooth, he sports sexy, dark bushy pits and hairy legs. The night we met him, over a year ago, we were at our favourite leather bar. Rob noticed him first and pointed him out to me. My dick instantly grew in my pants. He was standing across the room, shirtless, showing off his built up arms and torso that narrowed to a slim waist, then dissapeared into tight Levi's that showed off his sweet, bubble but. I immediately had to have the kid. The problem was, someone else was trying to claim him. A guy I knew, that while he was good looking, couldn't match my husband and me. But he was trying his best to snag the kid. He was standing real close to him, touching his chest, rubbing his ass, but I could tell the kid wasn't really responding to him. I just watched for a while until the kid finally broke away and headed to the bathroom. I made my move, following him like a tiger stalking his prey. As luck would have it, I stood right behind him in the short line. He smelled as good as he looked. Not cologne, just a clean, soapy, sexy smell. I admired his muscled back and shoulders and round ass as I stood behind him, and as luck would have it, two spots opened up at the trough style urinal. He picked the spot at the end by the wall, and I squeezed in next to him. I liked how he unzipped his jeans and pulled down a classic white jockstrap, exposing his cute little dick poking out of his dark, bushy pubes. I made sure to make a big deal out of fishing out my cock, exposing my metal cock ring, and I could see him glance at it a couple of times. A good sign. I was never one for subtlety, so I just leaned down and whispered in his ear, "My husband and I think you're really hot. Why don't you come over and talk to us? We're in the corner under the Budweiser sign." The kid looked up at me, taking in my hard, tattooed body and tight leather harness and smiled. "I might just do that." He zipped up and walked out of the bathroom. I headed back to the corner where my husband had fresh drinks, but I didn't see the kid anywhere. I didn't know if I had scared him off, or he just wasn't interested. I got my answer about 15 minutes later when I saw him walking our direction. Luckily, our beers were empty, so after introductions, Rob went off to get more drinks, returning soon with 9 shots of whiskey and three beers on a tray. He set it on the table. We all picked up a shot and I toasted, "Here's to new possibilities." Vinny just smiled at us with his killer smile and downed the shot, chasing it with a beer. After several more shots and a couple of beers, none of us were feeling any pain, especially Vinny. Rob had a fresh bottle of poppers and was giving the kid hits as we took turns rubbing his crotch and pinching his nipples, which responded by getting rock hard, eliciting soft moans from the kid. Eventually we had his pants open and we took turns sliding our hands down his smooth, hard ass, fingering his tight little hole. We had him backed into the corner, our bodies blocking anyone else from trying to claim our prize. We learned a lot about Vinny. He had recently moved here from Pennsylvania. He was from a large Italian catholic family where was the 4th of 7 kids, the consummate middle child. He was staying with friends on their couch until he could get his own place, and worked as a barista. He wasn't the sharpest crayon in the box, but what he lacked in smarts, he more than made up for in charm. I really don't think he knew just how hot he was as he blushed at our compliments. So cute. The best, and most important things we learned was 1.) He really liked older guys, and 2.) He was really interested in bdsm. He had some experience and his eyes lit up when we described our dungeon at home. He was a very eager little pup, and soon we found ourselves in a cab on the way home. Vinny proved himself to be a very talented little bottom that night as Rob and I took turns fucking his sweet little ass for hours. Between the weed and the poppers, he couldn't get enough of our big dicks, or some of our various bondage devices. We went through a lot of condoms that night, but Vinny swallowed all six of our loads that we gave him, the final two after we had covered him in our piss and choked him with our cocks. We ended the night with him snuggled between us in our bed, reeking of the piss we had marked him with. He didn't have to work until Monday, so he ended up spending the entire weekend with us. Something we very rarely did with a trick. Usually it was use them hard, give them some cab fare, and kick their ass out. But there was some obvious chemistry between the three of us, and as we drove him home so we could pick up the car we had left Friday night, we had already made plans to spend next weekend together. The next weekend, we introduced Vinny to T, something Rob and I enjoyed occasionally. He instantly loved it as it made him even more of an insatiable bottom. We had a lot of fun that night using all kinds of toys on his sweet little hole. He didn't like how his already little dick shriveled up though, but I explained his dick didn't matter, only his holes did, and he seemed to like that. Thank god it didn't have the same effect on Rob and me. And besides, we showed Vinny the pleasure of making his soft cock cum as I sucked it while Rob plowed his hole. I didn't swallow it, instead I made Vinny open his mouth so I could spit it all into into it. He loved that. After the 4th weekend in a row with Vinny at our place, Rob and I talked about asking him to become our boy and move in with us. When we asked Vinny and told him the terms, he very excitedly agreed. The terms were very simple. 1.) He would go on prep, as Rob and I refused to use condoms with him forever. 2.) He would submit to us sexually in anyway we desired. Anytime, anywhere. 3.) He would take care of the household duties. 4.) He would work out a minimum of an hour and a half a day. In return, we would take care of him and pay for his medical expenses as well as put $100 a week into an account for him as a cushion. He was very excited when we took him to the doctor the next day for his prescription, as I explained that he could not move in and officially be our boy until he could take our raw loads in his pussy. Luckily, we had a very good friend who was our doctor and he came into his private practice on a Saturday as a favour to us. In no time at all we had his prescription, and Vinny was on his back, feet locked in stirrups, taking our doctors cock deep in his muscle pup hole. By Monday afternoon, he had taken his first dose, and two weeks later we had his duffel bag containing everything he owned in our trunk as we all excitedly went home to our new life together. My dick was rock hard in my pants as we placed Vinny's new collar around his neck. It was a simple chain with a padlock and a bone shaped dog tag that said, "Property of Ryan and Rob." That night we slammed Vinny for the first time. My hands shook as I tied off his bulging bicep and swabbed the prominent vein. He looked at me with those big, trusting, brown, puppy dog eyes as I inserted the needle and pushed the plunger. I'll never forget the look on his face when I released the band and the rush flew through his body. His eyes grew huge and they rolled back in his head as he coughed a few times followed by some short, quick breaths. After 7 hours of nonstop fucking, Vinny ended the night with six loads in his little pup hole. I let Rob deposit the first one, since he had been the first to spot the kid. We eventually wound up in our bed, reeking of sweat and sex and piss. We couldn't sleep, so we just continued to enjoy Vinny's hard little body as the fat plug in his ass insured he would absorb our DNA deep inside him for the very first time. We continued to celebrate the next day as we took Vinny to get his first tattoos, a series of puppy paws that went over his left pec and his heart. We left with a plug in Vinny holding in three loads. Mine, Rob's, and the tattoo artist's. The boy was ours. Life together fell in place very quickly. Monday through Friday we would come home from work to a clean house, a hot meal, and a sexy boy in nothing but a jockstrap, a cock cage, and his collar. He was only allowed one jock a week, and was never allowed to remove it, not even to piss. He would have to sit on the toilet and piss through the jock, soaking it every time. It would ensure a nice raunchy jock to be used at the end of the week. If he had to leave the house, he was only allowed to wear a pair of shorts, a tank top, and flip-flops, his collar on full display. If it was cold, he was allowed skin tight jeans, sneakers with no socks and a hoodie. Luckily it didn't get very cold where we live. During the week, our evenings would be spent relaxing in front of the TV after we worked out. Vinny would massage our dirty, sweaty feet with his mouth and hands. He would clean our sweaty armpits with his tongue and do the same to our swampy asscracks and musty assholes. Sometimes we would have him suck our cocks, sometimes we would fuck him, but he always wound up with at least two loads from each of us in one of his pretty pink puppy holes. At night, he was almost always snuggled between us in our bed. That is, if he wasn't in his cage. The weekends were another story. That was when we took full use of our dungeon. From Friday night to Monday morning Vinny was subjected to all kinds of tortures and punishments. Not that he really needed to be punished, he was a very good pup, but it pleased Rob and me to inflict pain on the kid, and Vinny understood that. In fact, he loved it, he couldn't get enough of it. Usually we would remove his cock cage, and he would cum without even touching his dick as we abused his hot, young body. We would whore out his holes, allowing our friends to come over and deposit a load or two or three in him. Frequently, we would take him to the baths, enjoying the sight of him taking a strangers cock deep in his pussy, dumping an anonymous load into our hot boy. And he loved it, the little pig. There were few things hotter than taking Vinny home after a long night of breeding. His stretched out hole would feel so good with all those anonymous loads deep in there. Rob and I would always deposit at least one more each, then punish the boy for being such a dirty little cumdump whore. We all couldn't have been happier. When Vinny had been with us for 11 months, he laid between us one night, fresh cum dripping out of his pussy. "Daddy Ryan, Daddy Rob," he began. "Yes pup?" I asked, touseling his thick, dark hair. "In one month, we'll have been together a year, and I've been thinking hard about something." "What's that pup?" Asked Rob. "Well, I love you both so much." He continued as he gave Rob a kiss, then me. "And I've decided, I want you to make me your son. I want you to infect me so that you will always be a part of me, and I'll truly be yours forever." I took his chin into my hands and looked deep into his puppy dog eyes. "Are you sure? Is that what you really, really want?" "I've never been more sure of anything in my life." I pulled his mouth to mine and kissed him deeply. He moaned as Rob slid his hard cock back into his little muscle pup hole.

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Nice to know there is still hope for those of us married. Pretty much pussy free now and take cock whenever the opportunity arises 🙂

as a public bareback cumdumpster I have had hundreds of guys use me and dump their loads down my throat or up my ass without saying a single word to me. while I love hearing random anonymous stranger verbally degrade me by telling me what a dirty whore I am or how disgusting I am, or simply tell me I am worthless trash, it is hot to be used by men who can't even be bothered to speak to me and just fuck me like community property. like they know they don't even have to pretend to think of me as a person. I am just some faggot they are fucking to get themselves off. plus the men watching me get used in a bathhouse watching me just see some trashy faggot laying there blindfolded getting fucked raw by a man who has never even spoken to me and they know I am a disgusting whore with a trashed fuckhole and a subhuman fucktoy.

As always, this story is a work of fiction and should not be re-enacted in real life. Part 5: The Wheel Shawn was beginning to fall ill for weeks at a time. It had been a month since his first trip to the dairy farm and he had been back twice since. Whenever he wasn't ill, Joshua would make Shawn go to the local crossfit gym to make sure his body was in tip top shape. Before Shawn would get his desire of a fourth trip to the dairy farm, Joshua made him go visit the doctor. As expected, the doctor was not happy with him. "Shawn, I have bad news. You have become resistant to HIV medication as it appears you've been superinfected, meaning you have acquired multiple strains. Our tests show you have HIV-1 C, D, A, and H as well as ghonorrea, herpes, syphillis, HPV, and chlamydia. Your viral count is over 500k. This is very serious Shawn. Not only do I need to get you immediate treatment for these STI's, I think we need to check you in to the psychiatric ward." Shawn swallowed. His mouth was covered in cold sores and his cock burned from leaking discharge. "I will go get the paperwork." With that, Shawn left the doctor's office immediately and returned to John and Joshua with the news. They were delighted. "Your mission is almost complete," John said. "Josh, would you like to tell him?" Shawn looked confused. "There's been a slight change of plans for this evening." Joshua said. "Sir please! I want to go to the d-" Shawn was slapped across the face. "I'm not finished!" Joshua yelled. "If you would have read your contract before you signed it, you would have seen that you are to get AIDS in a year's time as well as every strain of HIV that is possible. Tonight, we will make sure that will happen." Shawn licked his lips and smiled. "If you will turn around, you will find we have a special suit for you to wear this evening. It is not your normal black, this time it is red, the color of blood." Shawn turned around and saw a red three piece suit, with a white shirt, no tie as usual. He quickly got dressed and headed down to the van. Shawn was blindfolded when he arrived at a new warehouse and pulled out of the van. He was quickly ordered to remove his jacket and cuff his sleeves. Shawn was so excited for what was about to happen. "Now take off your blindfold," he was ordered. "Yes, sir," Shawn said. He took his blindfold off as was disappointed to see that there were only 9 men. Then he looked down and saw a large wheel with cuffs for where a man's wrists and ankles would go. "Each of these nine men have a strain of HIV-1 or 2 that you do not have. Tonight, you will become the ultimate human petri dish, and to ensure that you take each of their strains, not only will they fuck you, they will also slam you." Each man pulled out a syringe that was filled with their blood. "Lay down on the wheel, spread out those arms and legs." Shawn swallowed and did has he was told. Once he was all strapped in, the wheel spun. The man he has facing with his legs open to began to smile. Before he new it the syringe had been jabbed in his arm and the wheel spun again. Once shawn's arm had been torn up with blood slams, each man bred him once, twice, even a third time. All nine men left Shawn alone. He laid there for strapped to the wheel for almost a day before he became extremely ill. That was when the men in hazmat suits came and retrieved Shawn, only this time he was conscious for his collection. Three weeks later Shawn returned to the doctor's office where he got a scolding. His viral load has spiked, already over 1.5 million. "You have AIDS, Shawn. You've progressed so quick I would say you have maybe one week." With that, the doctor stormed out of the examination room. Shawn licked his lips and texted Joshua. Stay tuned for the final installment...

Well let me say— it’s been reopened for a while. Months ago, most of upstairs was closed off— but NOW, the whole thing is open. Masks are only required downstairs in the gym, lounge, front desk areas. I’ve never had any issues with getting my back pack in.

Anonymous sex is awesome and it never gets old. I have been with thousands of guys and most of them I have no idea what their name is. And I don't care either. I'm not out to date them. The pleasure of sodomy through copulation with other males is all I care about. Many had me in darker areas of sex clubs or while I was resting comfortably on a fuck bench while a line of guys used me like a team of stallions breeding the same mare so I have no idea what they looked like. I keep my body ready for sex and will have it any place. I have had sex in mall and rest stop bathrooms without knowing guys names, in stairwells, behind buildings, in gym saunas and showers. All I know--or care about--is they buried their erect cocks in my ass and fucked me til they sprayed their seed in my fuck guts and left me used and hungry for more.

I'd let him fuck my throat for a while, then go back to sucking and slurping on his cock. We'd alternate from then on between a wet blowjob and a hot throat-fuck 'til he'd launch his sperm down my throat so I could gobble every bit.

I took 8 loads in my ass in a row in a gloryhole booth in the back room of an ABS before all this pandemic stuff started. I was loving every minute of it. I get so turned on when I can’t see who’s fucking me. I hope to be able to break that record when the bathhouses and bookstores open up again.

Tucker slowly eased his cock from the warm sucking folds of the teens tight pussy. "Feels good, doesnt it?" Caitlin chimed as she knelt between the second girls slumbering thighs. "poor sleeping beauty. here. lets have a nice big kiss on those pouty little lips," the devious nympho grinned as she eagerly began sucking and licking the girls innocent sex. Tucker sighed, catching his breath as he looked down to his bobbing, dripping prick. Who were these girls? were they friends? the context of the situation seemed distant and vague through the drugs as tucker watched a thick glob of his own cum trickle from the girls body. Maybe caitlin was right. Everything seemed to feel natural, as if his cock were made to stuff into pretty girls, and they in turn were made for taking load after load of his hot white cum. Tucker leaned forward and caught the leaking jizz on the head of his cock and as it pooled around the glistening labia of his slumbering partner he admired the thick meat as it kissed against her entrance. her warmth begged him back inside and he sighed once again as he slowly and deliberately pushed his softening prick back into the cum filled cunt below, gently coaxing the sperm back into her body. Caitlin was right, he thought. This was just how he was meant to use his cock. "mmmh." Caitlins groan momentarily roused the boy from his stuperous grin as he watched his soft cock pull from the girls now cum filled pussy. "come on tuck, one more to go." Caitlin looked at the boy with disappointment as his weary eyes slowly fixed themselves on the next girl. "poor boy..." caitlin remarked sympathetically as she produced a small brown bottle from her purse. "I know just what you need! a little pick me up." The girl stepped behind Tuckers slumping frame and unscrewing the bottle, placed it against his nose as she wrapped her free hand around the boys prick. "....here. deep breath now..." Tucker obediently inhaled the acrid contents of the bottle. "again...there we go....up and up..." caitlin continued her encouragement, slowly stroking and petting the boy until his heart pounded in his chest, and his cock dripped its poison precum once again. "its time now tucker. Shes nice and wet and needs a big hard cock inside..." Tucker steadied himself as Caitlin repositioned herself for a front row seat. She always loved deflowering a girl or two during rush week. Bright eyed co-eds and aspiring sorority stars that always seem to have a big bright plan for the future, only to find her instead. A few too many drinks later or a little not-so-innocent joint and before they knew it, Caitlin had them spread wide and ready to breed. at first some would protest, but Caitlins most convincing argument was always a good thick cock like tuckers. The first fuck usually accompanied by heavy petting and encouragement, as none of these girls were nearly as experienced taking loads as she was. The key was to make the experience lush and sensual, to draw the girls budding attention solely to her sex and the dripping hard cock pistoning into her intoxicated body. When it was time, Caitlin paid close attention to each of her victims with a deep kiss, working the girls sensitive nipples and breasts as the gentle grunting of her breeding stud signalled his release. As splash after creamy splash of hot fresh cum coated her victims cervix, caitlin would ease her hand downward and gently bring them to orgasm, encouraging them to cum nice and hard while she watched her prey obediently participate in their own impregnation. As tuckers heavy balls slapped rhythmically once more, caitlin amused herself by pouring a fresh glob of lube on his dick as it stroked mindlessly in and out, making the two impossibly slick and serving no other purpose but to make the sex more intrusively loud. at first she had to instruct the poor boy on nearly everything, but now Tucker was a real fuck pig. Just talking about pussy around him was enough to make the boy leak, and whenever caitlin wanted his cock, all she had to do was slide her panties down. Tucker was an obedient slave, willing to cum inside just about anyone he was told to. Caitlin grinned as she looked up to see the familiar expression on the exhausted boys face. The look of a hot load of spunk, pumping rhythmically into her bedroom guests tender virgin cunt without so much as an announcement. Tucker had finally learned to think only with his cock. panting and exhausted, Caitlin carried the boy onto the couch and draped a blanket across his sweat soaked frame. She would take her time, as she always had, letting the cum soak into her victims bellies before returning them to their former clothed and pious state. "who in the world is calling you so many times my little tucker..." she snatched the boys phone from the coffee table and glared at the unknown name. "lucy..." tucker moaned. "graduation night..." Caitlin scrolled through the texts to find her little fuckboy was now 20 minutes late to collect his sister, a fine young graduate of the local highschool, for a night of bowling and celebration. "im sure another 20 wont hurt." Caitlin remarked flippantly as she replied "omw" and returned to compose her two young ladies. "Just rest up here sweetie," Caitlin nonchalantly remarked to the snoring young man as she stepped out the door. "i'll take good care of Lucy tonight.."

I don’t think it’s something that can be taught. The predilection to dominate another man, to exercise power and control over him, is common enough - one sees it everyday among men who seek power and privilege. But the desires that cause a man to desire to become a Dominant - to dominate another man sexually - derive I think from deeper in the man’s psychology, and the more completely he seeks to control this most intimate and vulnerable aspect of the other man, the deeper the psychological effect has to be. A Dominant who enjoys simply being respected as a Top, deferred to and called Sir is a mild example. A Dominant who requires his boy to wear a collar and does not hesitate to fuck roughly is not at the same level. A Dominant who will bind his submissive and routinely select other men to come and violently fuck him in bondage is at a still different level. A Dominant who will torture his owned submissive’s genitals with electricity and needles and then mindfuck him until he accepts that that treatment is good for him is so far removed from the first example that the two can scarcely be compared; the first would not be considered a Sadist, the second could hardly not be. Yet all of these examples, to varying degrees have developed an appetite for controlling the one thing that cuts right at the core of the other man’s masculinity - his sexuality. The Dominant, unlike the simple Top, derives satisfaction from diminishing the masculinity of other men. In one way or another, the Dominant enjoys the sensation of taking away the submissive’s control over his own sex - whether coarsely, by brute force penetration and physical violation, or by compelling sexual acts by being the one who chooses who fucks him, or by violating him at his very core by violent forced orgasm. I have experienced all of the above, at the hands of an assortment of Dominants. In my experience, men who relish the role of sexual Dominant as distinct from simply Top are an uncommon breed with an in-built mindset and set of appetites that must have arisen over the course if their development and become ingrained in their psyche - and thus cannot be taught to the average Top. Perhaps because of my experiences, I cannot imagine now what I would be for if such men did not exist; I am their nourishment, an animal to be laid upon their table so that they may feed upon me, specially bred for the purpose so that others may be spared their ravenous hungers. I am glad that I was trained to serve such men this way. But it becomes very clear to me when I’m servicing regular Tops that there is a great divide between the Tops and the Dominants. The Tops want to use me; the Dominants wish to consume me. You can’t teach someone to be... hungry like that.

I so agree. My favourites were Christian, dan fisk, austin shadow and ian jay. There were others of course that were very very hotbut none with So much passion and enjoyment, so much filth. (I agree brad McGuire was over rated). Hope those four are happy and still humping joyfully. I wish them well if they're reading this .

Oh God no you’re not alone!!! It’s incredibly hot to be used by whoever wants to stick their cock in your hole!!! Me favorite is ass backed up on a GH and whatever cock wants to go in my ass is great and being blindfolded ass up on the bed in a dark motel room and anonymous guy stop by and breed me. Most of my CumDumping are anonymous cocks leaving their load in my hole. It’s a huge turn on!!!

The site owners defined Hardcore as having an "ick factor" which I would say water sports can have, many find it distasteful. However unlike say fisting, breath control, or needle play, the risk of injury is low. Biggest concern is several medications and allergens are filtered by the kidneys and your partner may be exposed to a dose of what you're taking. So sure, put piss play in the hardcore section, something has to be the softest of the hard.

Me I remember my first load in me mmmm it was great and remember my first load dripping along the leg working at work and the only thing I regret is the syph That didn’t get threaded

After a Saturday night of partying with myself, Sunday was dedicated to taking as much cum up my ass as possible. The guys here in Athens here aren't as open about their status as in other countries. But with 10 separate guys shooting inside me, I'm pretty sure I'll have a good mix of poz and neg loads in there.

I would love to have a session like that!

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.

The guy in the post is hot as fuck, amazing body. I’m totally attracted to skinheads and trashy white guys but being Mexican I have to be super careful as some may want to cause trouble or worse. Some I’ve hooked up with wanted really nasty verbal role playing that was a mix of kind of hot but also super fucking racist and wrong. I did and kind of enjoyed it but also hated myself for enjoying it..really a mixed bag. But some flipped the script and were saying how they wanted to be used by a dirty Mexican and shit like that. It always surprises me as I expect them to be dominant tops but some want to bottom and are begging for my seed.

It keeps getting better 🤤

One of my fuckbuddies in town pissed in me during our last play time. I wasn't aware he had done anything, didn't feel warmer at all, or some kind of swelling. He had to tell me, "I just pissed inside you!" I didn't believe him since I couldn't feel it. And then I went in the bathroom to relieve my own piss. Sat down because I didn't want my PA ring spraying all over his seat and floor. And then the torrent of his piss came out my backside. WOW. Couldn't believe that. Super disappointed that I wasn't aware it was happening.

I’ve reread this story numerous times and just love it. It punches all my buttons. Always keeping an eye out for new chapters. Thanks bud! I love your dirty mind.

I am thinking with covid and way some act on apps and websites that a wonder anyone meets at all. I gotten tired of some right away ask for pictures. They don't even try to have a conversation. I am more inclined to share a few pictures if chat a bit , where learn age, what looking for, etc. If just want pictures at least be clear in what looking for. For example if just want cock picture then say so. Very annoying of one that thought was more interested, when as soon as got picture wanted left and gone from messages. Then I think of how can use my picture to pretend to be me, for I don't know if one has size insecurities and want to meet someone under misleading pictures. I think be obvious if one misleads in say in 8 inches when maybe under 6 inches. Or I guess one use a sex toy of same size, but I think one know difference between real and silicon. I don't get with some, can't they go look at porn. Or is the mentality of only be with guys 9, or just 10 inches long or longer. Oh and let's not forget some like girth. Never mind if one is packing a peanut butter jar size girth that be a challenge to bottom or suck. I starting to think the whole thing is as if one go to a grocery store of produce section, see a cucumber, banana, etc. and think this size is nice, but then see a larger size, then one larger. The point is I think some are missing what could have now if say one is 6 inches and can host now. Instead wait for 7 inches, no wait 8 inches and so on. Then not get any meetings, even try to return to some chatted with earlier and likely no longer interested. While I get some lose messages, I do find extra annoying one asking for pictures for third time from same person. I can see first or second time but third or more time asking for pictures, I am not likely to be inclined to for just figure a picture collector. I am no longer going to just share pictures, unless have a conversation. Otherwise figure just wasting time. I have just a couple of pictures. I don't want to be picture mobbed where seem one send to me half a dozen to what can seem a dozen pictures or more. Then if share pictures think just a couple. Anymore, and feel should meet in person if want to see more. Lol. Maybe some meeting apps should be renamed amateur for many requests for photos. I am thinking maybe when COVID-19 more vaccines given that go to adult bookstore where people not wanting endless pictures, with exception of watch films.

Absolutely, Sir! A faggot's clit is useless so it would have no purpose during sex. It leaks fluid similar to how a woman gets wet during sex - this is a great visual to the Alpha and faggots will often leak during rough sex - this is a way to reaffirm to the Alpha to keep going and fuck harder and rougher. A faggot will remain in a constant state of horniness and craving Alpha cock if he is not allowed to cum himself or has ruined orgasms. A faggot will appreciate this moreso because anal orgasms and prostate orgasms feel way better and the faggot needs to be trained about this new way of sexual pleasure and being in chastity removes temptation and distraction, ultimately ensuring the faggot realizes its primary sexual organ is its pussy. Eventually, the faggot becomes more obedient and submissive, relying upon Alpha cock for any sense of relief and stimulation. A faggot is at the bottom of the Hierarchy pyramid. I hope my clit gets smaller over time in chastity - curious about whether it might atrophy beyond repair - that sounds intriguing.

I was in junior high living in Queens. By my parents place was a big park and I was there once with a gay friend from school. It started getting dark out and he said casually that we should get out of there because around this time the park became very cruisy. At the time i didnt know what that meant and after he explained it to me I couldn’t get it out of my head that men went to the park to hookup in public! One day I told my parents i was going to go for a run, which wasn’t usual for me but I convinced them It was a new thing I was trying out. I remember wearing a pair of gym shorts that had a liner in them to hold your junk in place and a loose tank top. I jogged on over to the park and kept jogging along the paved trails. then the sun started to set and I remember being nervous thinking about all the Law and Order episodes that started with some dumb chick jogging in the park at night and decided to head out of there. But before I did this tall Latino man came out from a wooded trail right in front of me. he was kind of the working daddy type, tall a little burly not muscled or fat just well built. He sized me up, smiled and winked at me then nodded in the direction of the wooded trail he had just came from. i knew I should go but my dick was straining in my shorts and I was compelled to follow him, so i did. He never looked back and kept walking through the path and I just followed trying to be as silent as possible. My heart was beating so fast and my legs were shaking, I remember being so scared but I also never turned away. Finally he reached a large tree and walked behind it. I followed him and he was leaning on the tree rubbing his cock through his jeans. He motioned for me to get closer and I did. Then he took my hand and placed it firmly on his crotch. I had never touched an adult mans cock before and couldnt believe I was now. I started to stroke his hardness through his jeans and it felt think and meaty and warm. Then the man procured a small brown bottle uncapped it and took a few long sniffs from each nostril. He asked me if I wanted some but didn;t wait for my answer and put the bottle to my nose holding one nostril shut with his other finger. I inhaled three long hits of poppers for the first time. My body went hot and I was light headed but I immediately sank to my knees and started to lick the his cock through his jeans. He unbuckled his jeans and out plopped a large uncut brown dick. I remember it was darker than the rest of body. He hit me in the face with it a few times then rubbed its leaking head across my lips. I remember thinking it tasted amazing, sticky and warm and sweet and salty all at once. I opened my mouth and he held his cock on my tongue brining the bottle to my nose again. This time I just took the hits myself in each nostril just as he had and then i was lost. I breathed in his musk and sank my mouth down on that warm veiny brown cock and started sucking. I never took my eyes off his and he just kept nodding says “thats it papi, yeah thats it. Suck my cock papi.” And I did I kept sucking in a trance running my tongue all over his the underside of his veiny cock and sucking the smooth shiny head getting my tongue in his piss slit. Every time he moaned I was exhilarated, I couldn;t belive I was finally doing this, I was sucking cock and it felt so right, so perfect. Then we heard a twig snap and he jumped around to see who was there. Fairly close to us was a black guy, maybe in his 40’s who was also running his dick through his pants. i tried to get up but the man pulled his dick out again and firmly held my shoulder down keeping me on my knees. He made me take another hit of poppers and and then guided his cock back into my mouth. I was freaked out knowing there was someone watching us but the guy i was sucking was definitely stronger than me. i was 5’5” maybe 110lbs of nothing compared to him. So I watched as well as I could from an angle as the black man got closer . I realized he was stroking his dick too and it was very very long, I could’t Tell then how long it really was but now I’m guessing maybe 9 inches. it has a downward curve and his bald were super long too. He got right next to the Latino guy who just took the black mans cock in his hand and stroked it whil i stayed on the Latino guys cock. The black man said “daaaamn” in a real low deep voice, “he yours?” He asked. “No, just found him cruising for dick.” The Latino daddy replied. He kept on with his “yes papi, suck me papi” and between the poppers and the two cocks in my face I relaxed and just let this man enjoy my mouth. He started to thrust into my throat and grabbed my hair. He was fucking my throat now and my eyes were watering and i gagged a bunch with spit flowing out the sides of my mouth down my chin and the black guys kept says “daaaamn” and then Latino guy’s breathing grew more rapid and he thrust harder into my throat. i was getting scared because he was getting more and more rough with my face but I stayed there afraid to get up and run. Suddenly the Latino man grunted hard saying “Yes papi, swallow it. Swallow it” and i felt rope after rope of cum fill my mouth. at first I though oh fuck I have to spit this out but I felt another set of hands, the black guy’s on the back of my head holding me in place and the Latino guy made me hit poppers again while I was drowning in his sperm. So i swallowed it, my head spinning and my jaw aching, but i swallowed it. the Latino guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and wiped it on my face. He bent down and kissed me pushing his tongue into my mouth. “Thanks papi” he said, and then he pushed the poppers into my hand, “there are for you.” He said after he zipped up and walked away. I was going to get up and off my knees but the black man stopped me. “Take another hit of those poppers boy, you got more cock to suck.” I couldn’t believe this was what i was doing. A junior high kid sucking cock for the first time. I loved how slutty i felt, i had swallowed my first load of cum, sucked my first cock and it was an adult strangers in a park. And here I was on my knees about to suck another stranger, some black guy and I was thrilled. I felt so good, so happy, so fulfilled. Right there, staring at that black stranger’s big dick I took another hit of poppers just as he told me to. He said “Daaamn” again as I swallowed my second ever dick. I knew I wouldn’t leave until his load was down my throat too. And I knew that if another man showed up, I’d probably suck him too. That night I got home at 8:30. I had been gone for three hours and i kissed my mom with the same mouth that sucked two strangers off in the park. “Did you enjoy your jog?” She asked me. ”Yeah it was awesome, I’m definitely going for a run tomorrow night too.”

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