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About an hour into my shift that night our line shut down. This usually means at least a half hour, sometimes a full hour, to mostly stand around, shoot the breeze or twiddle our thumbs. I just happened to be working with Stu. He's the handsome young guy I'd had the confusing crush on when he started at our workplace. I was straight, married with kids. How could I have a man crush? I'd become very jealous when I learned he had a girlfriend. He usually worked in the shipping loading department but for some reason had been teamed up with me for this shift. By the time the line broke down everyone in the plant was soaked in sweat. Not only was the temperature off the charts, so was the humidity. I have never understood why but hot and humid conditions like those always made me incredibly horny. Add the tempting morsel of a man to the mix and I was constantly trying to hide adjusting my hardon so I wouldn't betray myself to this other straight guy. At least my sweat soaked shorts hid any pizza boy cum leaking from my ass from my earlier encounter. I couldn't put that experience out of my mind let alone his parting declaration of more sex play tomorrow. No wonder my erection was such a constant and annoying issue. We spent a few minutes tidying our work station and then Stu retrieved cold drinks from the vending machine. Having handed me mine he pulled off his t-shirt and wiped his sweaty brow. My Forman would never allow this no matter how hot and humid so I warned Stu. He responded; "Shit, in loading we work naked in this kind of heat and humidity. As long as we have work boots on, heck, our Forman joins us. Your's needs to lighten up." "Wow, naked? Are you kidding?" As he adjusted his privates I realized he was 'free balling', commando. The bulge snaking down his leg was impressive and growing. "You know your Forman is off sick tonight don't you? Stu smiled. "Yeah I forgot", I joined him by pulling off my soaked shirt. My erection was growing and peaked out over the band of my shorts. Blushing I tried to conceal it. "Fuck man, no need to hide that. I'm flattered. Besides you're one good looking dude. " "But I thought you had a girlfriend?" "Shit, sure I do man. But we swing both ways. Makes for some fuckin hot threeways and group action if you know what I mean." He boldly stepped toward me, reached into my shorts and took a firm grasp of my rock hard cock. "Stu, what are you doing?" "Just exactly what you think I'm doing. Let's get some privacy behind the dumpster. I'm going to suck this baby off." "Fuck!" "We can do that to if you want." He was out of his shorts and boots stark naked before we even got hidden. Quickly he was on his knees and tugging down my shorts and underwear. He started with my cock head savoring every inch. After licking all the sweaty salt off he easily slipped over my shaft deep throating balls deep. My wife hated giving head so this was an unbelievable treat. I don't know how he was able to breathe and stay down so long but I could feel his tongue lapping my balls. His hands took hold of my ass cheeks and he directed me to face fuck him. His force made it clear he wanted it strong and powerful. I was getting quite worked up when one of his fingers found my ass ring and pushed inside. He immediately pulled off my cock and stuck the finger in his mouth. He smiled up at me. "Fuck you man! You already have somebody's load up there. Or are there more?" "Shit no! Just one. The pizza boy's." "Hot damn! You're right out of a porn movie! I didn't see that coming." He was back on my cock urging his face fuck as more fingers messaged and found their way inside me. He was driving me wild and I warned him I was getting close. He just intensified the action on both my cock and hole. I couldn't hold off any longer and spasmmed my load into his mouth. He took in every drop. I thought he had swallowed but when he stood to kiss me he deposited some of my cum into my mouth. All of a sudden he was behind me spitting the rest of my load onto my ass hole. His big raw cock was then penetrating me balls deep. I stuttered; "Awe ... fuck man ... awe ... condom?" "Pretty clearly the pizza boy didn't use one, unless it broke. But, I doubt that. No man, your taking me raw. Just tell me that's what you want 'cause I'm not believing anything else." I meekly nodded my head and his pistonning began in earnest. The more I groaned my pleasure the harder and more intense his fuck. I lost complete track of time and surroundings. I had never felt so absolutly possessed by another and I never wanted it to end. His voice broke through my revory; "I'm very close. Tell me you want this load inside man!" "Shit! No! .. Fuck! Keep going! Don't stop! Cum in my ass! Cum inside me!" Volley after volley blasted as my ass muscles contracted into an orgasm of their own. Until that moment I hadn't known that could happen! As we regained our composure I began to become aware of our surroundings again. I was startled by the clapping and cheers of three co-workers who had gathered to watch our sex show. As Stu's softening cock fell out of me one of the guys spoke to the others. "See Stu's raw cock. I told you he was taking it bareback. He just got bred deep. My turn next." Luckily it was a full hour before the bell warned us the line would be restarting. By then all three men's loads had joined Stu and the pizza boy's. I had fucked one into Stu and he'd sucked down two more. Best damn shit of my life! But what the fuck had I turned into?!

Been ill recently which has kept me indoors for the last couple of weeks so today I've horny af! Text a couple of regulars but no one was about so this evening I was onto grindr. Changes my profile name to 'raw now' and waited to see what cropped up. Almost immediately got sent a few pics of a thick, dark, raw cock with a shiney purple end. Swapped a few pics and he sent ones of him balls deep and raw in a smooth white bottom. Soon after I'm making my way to his flat. Indian guy and his cock was even nicer in real life. Super hard and veiny with real shiney smooth skin, almost felt like plastic and it was awesome to suck on. He didn't rim but I didn't mind, my hole was ready as I'd been riding my dildo for about an hour before I head out. He lined his cock up and pushed inside, hit some poppers and enjoyed the ride until his pace picked up and he blew what felt like big load in my hole. He then tried to wank me off but I cum either being fucked or fucking so it was a waste of time but I let him for a while before I told him to shove his soft cock in my mouth...i wanted another load. Didn't take long before he wax hard again so I turned around and bent over the couch. He slid in real easy as my hole was slick from before. I talked filth to him as he fucked me, asked if he enjoyed fucking my cummy hole. Again he didn't last long and blew again. Now my hole was a real mess..i needed more. Made my excuses and left. Jumped on the motorway to a busy cruising spot, plenty of cars there when I arrived. I jumped out the car and headed into the woods. It was very dark and took a while for my eyes to adjust. Soon figures started to appear out the dark but no one was biting. I spent about half hour exploring but apart from 3 lads getting sucked not much was happening. I decided to try the other side of the wood again and came across 2 guys wanking each other. I went to join them taking my cock out. One of the guys had a nice rock hard, thick cock the other was semi hard about 5" tops. As we wanked each other the hung guy felt the top of my jeans by my arse so I pulled them right down so he knew and I hoped he'd feel further down and feel my cummy hole. Thankfully he did and you could tell it excited him. He started working his fingers in pulling cum out and smearing it on my cheeks. I turned round and bent over, I felt his cock at my hole and in he slid. Fuck I love getting fucked when I'm already loaded, the feeling is insane. I huffed poppers and I was heaven, holding onto a tree while the other guy held my cock. I was so turned on u came without the guy even tossing me, just the feeling of that cock working in all that spunk sent me over the edge. I run my fingers over my bell end and ate as much of the cum as I could. I felt him start to pound me and tense up and unload more in me. He then pulled out and the smaller guy pushed his semi hard cock in. It still felt good and I was still rock hard despite cumming, I started to wank myself furiously and felt another load build as the smaller guys pace started to quicken. He shot and pulled out but I was too far gone to stop so stayed bent over as they zipped up and I blasted a load over the floor as they were leaving. Zipped up alone in the dark and walked back to the car, well satisfied. My cheeks were slick with cum and as I sit here and write this, the boxers I'm sat in are a mess, damp with 3 guys cum and my own.

I slept for the rest of the day. My hole was sore and I felt like garbage for sinking that low. I had begged him to fuck me, literally cried for it! I ate my own load, licked his body clean…and I fucking loved every second of it. And the fact that it had been filmed, other people were going to see it… It should have disgusted me but instead it just turned me on more. When I didn’t come down for breakfast Rachel came and found me. I had the covers thrown over my head, wishing the world would just go away. “Anyone alive in there?” She asked. “Please leave me alone,” I whined, hating how weak I sounded. She pulled the covers off of me, I looked up at her, ready to protest. She had on a strip of cloth that was pretending to be a shirt. All it did was cover her nipples, the rest of her beautiful tits were on display. She was wearing a pair of jeans that looked spray painted on and her hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail, looking like a horse’s tail. She was incredible. “Sean, you know I love you right?” I nodded. “So when I say this I say it out of love ok?” Another nod. “You ever tell me what to do again and I will cut off your balls and make you eat them for breakfast ok?” Her voice never got louder, never got shrill, it was the same, friendly tone she always used. Except I could tell she meant every word of what she just said. “Yes ma’am,” I answered meekly. She smiled and just like that she was normal again, “Great, come downstairs and eat. Growing boy like you needs his calories.” She got up and walked out, “And that means now.” I got out of bed and jumped in the shower. My ass was sore as fuck, I honestly think he tore something when he fucked me. A flash of him over me, that cock pounding my ass, the sensation of it filling me up completely… My cock twitched and I groaned, fuck I was STILL turned on by it. I dried off, threw on some clothes and headed down. Shayne and her were at the table talking, once again there was enough food to feed an army on the table. She looked up and smiled, “Dig in and then we can talk business.” I nodded as I filled my plate. I was hungry, I had just crashed after the shoot last night, so it had been a good 12 hours since I ate anything, and even then I had been eating almost nothing to get ready for the shoot. So I put three of everything and started to chow down. They kept talking about whatever as I ate, the food hit my stomach and I started to feel better. I downed two glasses of orang juice and finished my eggs. “You better?” I nodded, still chewing. “Good, so one, you were incredible yesterday. I think that was easily one of the best shoots I’ve ever seen. We’re editing it now, should be good to go by tonight. Because you did such a good job I am giving you a bonus for going above and beyond.” She pulled out a brand new iPhone and slid it across to me. “Open it up.” I slid it open and a website was pulled up, it looked like a bank account. In it was 17,000! I looked up at her in shock. “That’s what you’ve earned so far, that account is under your name and social, you can do whatever you want with it. Every time you shoot a scene or fool around in the house, you’ll get a deposit there. Good?” I nodded, I never had this much money at the same time. “Good, so that’s done. Second, to promote the scene we’re going to put you in the hot room for a live broadcast.” “Hot room?” Shayne said, “It’s a room that’s filled with cameras, you have a ear piece and and screens and people are paying to talk to you. The more you do the more they bid and the more money you make.” “Bid?” Rachel leaned forward, “There is a list of things, and the money amount for you to do them. People bid on them, and if they pony up the cash you do it. Some of the guys have walked out of there with close to 10 grand.” 10 grand? In a night? “If you get a whale in there, you can make bank man,” Shayne added. “Whale?” “The people who bid on you are usually normal people. They will pay up to 50-100 bucks to talk to you and ask you to do stuff. But a whale is someone who will drop own thousands of dollars to get certain things done. If one of those wanders into your chat room you’re set because they don’t fuck around.” “And the longer you stay in the more money you make,” Rachel explained. They have to pay based on the time, so the first hour is x amount and every hour after that it goes up. So at the end you’ll only have high paying people in your room, and that is when you cash out.” Wow this sounds like a lot of money, I could use that. “It’s going to take place the day after your scene with Ezra hits. So a lot of them will be curious to meet and talk with you. You ok with that?” I nodded and then asked, “What if I said no?” Rachel laughed, “I’d convince you otherwise.” I smiled but she didn’t, and I felt a chill run down my spine. “And lastly, your reward.” I looked down at the phone and then to her, “More?” She smiled, “Did you forget you get to fuck me?” You know I had. She laughed as my face lit up “Tonight, be clean and ready at eight, ok?” “Yes ma’am.” She smiled, “I like that ma’am shit a lot,” she finished her drink and stood up, “Ok you boys play nice, and I will see you tonight.” She walked out and we both watched her leave. Shayne looked at me with a wolf’s smile, “Excited?” I nodded, goofy grin on my face. “So you’re rich, wanna go shopping?” He was right, I am rich! “Can we go grab some clothes?” “Bud we can do anything you want.” I liked the sound of that. “Let me change and we’l hit the stores.” “Kickass!” About twenty mints later Shayne came back down, talking to someone on his phone. “Ok cool, yeah leaving now. Awesome see ya.” He looked at me, “Ready?” I nodded, “Who was that?” “Friends of mine, wanted to know when we would be back.” “Ok cool, so where to?” “You my friend need some clothes like a crack addict need a rock. There’s an A&F at the mall, let’s go hit that and buy them out.” “I am down for that,” I said as we walked to his car. God this Mustang was fucking sweet. I longed for one and then remembered, with the cash I was making I could buy one as well. That cheered me up as we drove into town. There was a mid sized mall, it looked pretty empty which made sense. Businesses were open but not a lot of people were braving the outdoors yet. When we walked in the place looked deserted, just some family wandering around looking lost. “It’s over here,” he said taking a right. I followed, not believing I had 17 grand to my name. It felt like it was fucking Christmas. The store was easy to find, there was this fucking shirtless muscle stud out front, greeting people as they walked in. Jesus Christ, he was easily as built as I was, short blond hair, serious look, impressive six pack. He gave us a small smile and nodded as we walked in, I bet he got fucking mad pussy doing this. The store was empty save the guy behind the counter and some kid looking through board shorts. The counter guy looked up and smiled, “Welcome to Abercrombie, need any help?” He was a good looking guy too, which figures cause this place doesn’t hire doggos. He was skinny but the way the t-shirt hugged him you could tell he had some muscle mass under there. “My friend is on a shopping spree,” Shayne said patting my back, “So we’ll be trying a lot on.” “Let me know if you need any help.” We both nodded and started looking at the things. We skimmed some shirts, fuck they were expensive! But then I had 17 grand in my pocket, I could afford a 50 dollar shirt if I wanted. I grabbed four of them and then headed over to the jeans. I was just picking up anything that looked good, I saw the kid who was in here go into a dressing room, leaving the place empty save us. Shayne began wandering over to the caps while I checked out the long sleeved shirts, I was about to grab some when I heard a, “Hey!” From the dressing room. I looked over and I could see he kid peeking around the door, “Hey, come here for a sec.” I walked over, not sure what was going on. “I need an opinion, are these too tight?” He opened the door and I almost dropped the clothes I was holding. The only thing he had one was a pair of red board shorts that had the top button undone. This kid was…I mean…fuck me. He looked like an action figure he was so perfect. He had a good amount of muscle but was so toned that it looked unreal. I was bigger than him by far but what he had looked so much better than mine…I mean shit. But that wasn’t what drew my eye, it was his cock. Well the outline of it at least. There was a fucking snake sized bulge tucked down the right leg, it looked fucking insane on a kid his size. It was nearly halfway down his upper thigh and it was soft! I could see a dusting of trimmed, pubic hairs peeking from the waist band and I had to admit, this kid looked like a fucking porn star. “Too tight right?” He asked, his eyes wide. “Um, I mean…” “Can you see my junk?” He asked looking down. People in space could see this kid’s junk! “Um, I mean yeah but…” “It doesn’t feel tight, I mean feel…” he grabbed my hand and out it on his bulge, “See how it still has give?” Jesus Christ this kid’s cock was…I mean…I swore I felt it start to harden under my fingertips, I had a sudden urge to rub the whole length of it when someone grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. “You creeping on my little brother?’ It was the shirtless greeter and fuck me he looked bigger up close. “No!” I said trying to take a step back “He was just..I mean…” He looked down and saw my hand hard dick, fuck me the kid had turned me on! “Yeah right, fucking faggot.” He turned to the clerk, “Hey Eli, we got a fag.” Eli shook his head and walked over to the front door. “No guys, look this was a mistake, I’m not a fag.” “He was touching my dick,” the kid said from the dressing room. I spun at him, “You put my hand on it!” The kid looked at he greeter, “John, he’s lying.” John spun me around again and pushed me into the center of the store. I dropped my clothes as I tripped and fell to my hands and knees. Eli had turned the lock on the door and lowered the shutters. Holy shit was I trapped in here? “Shayne” I called out as John walked up to me, his fucking muscles tensing with each step. Where the fuck was Shayne? “You think you can come in here and fucking hit on my little brother?” “No way man, I wasn’t…” He knelt down and I flinched, fuck I didn’t want to get hit by this guy. “Strip.” I blinked in confusion, “What?” “You heard me fag, strip.” “This isn’t needed man, it was a mis…” He reached over and tore my shirt off, “I’ll do the same with your fucking pants.” Holy shit he was serious. I nodded and kicked my shoes off quickly. Standing up I undid my pants, “What are you gonna do?” I asked, never taking my eyes off of him. “Well you wanna fag out on my little brother, I’m gonna give you something to fag out on.” “I’m not a fag!” I tried to explain but he just glared at me and I slid my jeans off. “Please I’m not gay, don’t do this…” “Should have thought of that before feeling my little brother up,” he said taking my jeans and tossing them behind the counter. “Keep going…” Sighing I grabbed the waistband of my underwear, where the hell did Shayne go? Was he going to come back? I took them off and stepped out of them, my hands tried to cover my dick. John tossed them away as well and slapped my hands. “Hands at your side, not like we haven’t seen a pussy before.” I dropped my hands, wishing I could die. “Not bad for a fag,” Eli said, suddenly next to me. He took my soft dick in his hand and started to play with it. He had stripped down too! He only had on a white jockstrap and socks, Jesus Christ he was ripped. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him, his legs were insane as well. As I looked at his definition my dick started to harden and I knew I was sank. “Not a fag!” John sneered, “No straight man would get hard from a guy jerking him off.” I dropped my head in shame, how the fuck did I end up naked in a A&F being fondled by a stranger? “Not a bad dick,” Eli said as I got harder. “Yeah but he can’t beat this,” John said unbuttoning his jeans. He dropped them and revealed the red jockstrap he had on, one that was barely containing his fucking horse cock! Jesus Christ he was big! I couldn’t look away as he stepped out of his jeans and tossed them aside. He pulled back the jockstrap and started to slowly stroke it. “Yeah you like that? Seeing a real man’s cock?” I swallowed hard, not sure what to say. “Knees. Now.” He commanded. Slowly I knelt down, shaking my head because I wanted out of here so bad. The look on his face made it pretty clear there was not talking him out of this. I was eye level with his dick now, and fuck it looked big. “What are you waiting for? Fucking start worshipping that cock!” Slowly I leaned forward and licked the tip of his dick. He made a groaning sound that I took as approval and began to work on his shaft. Maybe if I could get him off they’d let me go, god I hoped so. I kept licking up and down his shaft, t trying to cover the whole thing with spit. He grabbed the base of it and slapped it across my lips. “Open, open your fucking mouth.” I opened my mouth and he shoved that baseball bat in. Instantly I start choking but he grabs the back of my head and kept me in place. I could feel him push past my tongue and down my throat as I struggled to breathe. I tried to remember when Shayne did this to me and started to breathe through my nose as he just slammed his dick into my mouth. “Fuck yeah, feel that cock bitch, take my meat!” I gripped his ass to steady myself as he pumped my mouth like there was no tomorrow. The only sounds in the store was his pelvis slapping my face and the gurgled sounds I made as I choked. I thought I was going to pass out when he pushed me off his cock and to the ground. I held my throat as I coughed, tears flooded my eyes as I struggled to breathe. “No teeth, didn’t throw up, yeah he’s a fag.” I shook my head but couldn’t talk. “Take him for a spin Eli.” Eli walked up to me, his hard cock in hand. He wasn’t as big as John thank god, he grabbed a chunk of my hair and pulled me into his cock. I didn’t choke this time as I felt his hard rod slide across my tongue. He began to piston in and out of my mouth with a good rhythm. He slapped the side of my head, “Work that cock motherfucker.” I began to roll my tongue around his dick, my eyes closed in shame as I began to service some stranger on the floor of a A&F. “Is he,” John asked. Eli nodded and grinned, “Oh yeah, he’s into it.” I was so not into this. He grabbed the back of my head with both hands and began to facefuck me in earnest. I tried to keep up with his pumps the best I could but it was a losing battle. I tasted a flood of precum and my eyes got wide as I realized he was gonna nut in my mouth! I tried to talk around his cock, slapping his ass for him to pull out but he was thrusting faster and faster as he held my head in a death grip. “Fucking take my load..” he growled as I felt his cock expand in my mouth. Hot cum hit the back of my throat as he unloaded in me. I could feel blast after blast of cum slide down my throat as he used me as a cum receptacle. When he was done he slipped his dick out of my mouth and slapped my cheek with his side ring member twice, “You fags give the best head.” “Please,” I said finally finding my voice, “You had your fun, please let me go.” “Fun?” John asked, stroking that giant cock, “We haven’t even started having fun yet.” Eli walked behind the counter and tossed a bottle to John. “Lube,” he said smearing some on his cock, “Never leave home with out it.” He walked towards me and tossed it down next to me, “Get your ass lubed, you’re gonna need it.” “Wait man, don’t do this…” He paused, “Look cunt, this cock is going in you with or without lube, that’s your choice.” That cock looked like it was going to tear me up either way, but I knew without would kill me. I took the bottle with shaking hands and poured some on my fingers. “Please man, I’ll do anything you want. I’ll blow you guys again, just don’t fuck me.” “Why?” He asked with a sneer, “You telling me you’ve never been fucked?” I just froze and he started to laugh. “That’s what I thought, come on slut, get your pussy wet already.” I smeared my hole with lube, staring at that cock like it was a loaded gun. Jesus Christ I think he was bigger than Ezra. “Yeah you like that?” He asked seeing me stare at his cock, “That’s almost ten inches of Parker Pride right there.” I swallowed hard as I poured more lube in my hand. “Yeah get your cunt nice and sloppy, I’m about to stretch it wide.” I nodded in fear and tried to shove the whole bottle up my ass. He started to walk towards me and I am pretty sure I let out a whimper. He seemed to like that. “Yeah you afraid? Most fags are when they see a real man’s cock up close. You all dream about it but once it’s in front of you…you panic.” I thought about saying I wasn’t a fag again but these guys didn’t seem to be listening. He crouched down and pulled my legs apart, “Come on sweetheart, spread those legs for daddy.” Trying not to make a noise I spread my legs as he scooted between them. He lifted my legs up and I prayed that Shayne would come in and stop this. I felt his head slip through my cheeks and closed my eyes. He found my hole and pressed up against it. “Hold on fag….it’s gonna be a bumpy ride.” I held my breath as he pushed into me. My hole screamed in protest as his gigantic head tried to force its way into my tin little jock hole. “FUCK!” I screamed and John jerked his head. “Eli, shut the fag up.” Eli came over and lowered his ass down on my face. “If I don’t feel your tongue working overtime I’m gonna break your face.” His asshole was spread over my face, my screams were going nowhere. John’s cock had breached my hole and was slowly pushing it’s way into me, smashing the walls of my ass without pause. He just pushed in and kept going, all ten inches of fucking Texas beef filling me up, making my entire ass throb with pain. “Come on,” Eli said bouncing on my head, slamming it against the shop floor. I hesitantly extended my tongue and licked around his hole. “That’s it, harder…” he ordered. Fuck! I licked harder and felt the tip of my tongue press against his hole, he sighed and I guess this is what he wanted. I focused on just his ass, trying my best to ignore the pain from the telephone pole being shoved into me. I reached up and grabbed his meaty thighs, this kid had to have been in track or something because he had some serious legs on him. I pulled his ass down onto my tongue and felt his hole fight against my pushing. For some reason that became my reason for existing. Everything else was fucking out of my control, but I could force my tongue up this jock’s ass, and nothing was going to stop me. I really started to stab at his hole, my tip slipping in a few times as he gasped with shock and delight. “He doing it?’ John asked. “Oh yeah…he can be taught…” I forced my way into his resistant hole, his ass was like smooth rock but his hole was vulnerable and the more I pushed the more it went in. Finally I felt his hole just collapse and open up, my tongue shoving it way into him. “Oh fuck yeah…right there…come on bitch eat me out…” Knowing I had this kid spinning made me feel incredible. It was the one thing Ive accomplished today and I was going to run with it. I pushed my head up as I pulled his ass down and began to tongue fuck the jock’s exposed hole. He began pushing down with me as he started to call out, “Fuck yeah…oh fuck your tongue…shit man…come on…” I was excited, this as turning me on! Eli cooed and moaned as I slurped his ass for over five minutes. Finally he moved away from my face, panting like he had run a mile. “Jesus Christ…fucking fags love my ass…” he said with a smile. “How you doing?” John asked slamming his cock into me. I felt the air get knocked out of me as I realized I had spaced out everything but Eli’s hole. He was fucking me with that monster effortlessly, my ass had just given up the fight and was letting him slide that fucking massive cock in and out of me like a sloppy cunt. “Yeah, you take this cock good…” he said, slamming me a couple of times in a row. “You like this shit?” I shook my head, even though there wasn’t pain there was discomfort from having a baby’s arm up my ass! “Oh,” he mocked, “Hold on…let me change that.” He moved his angle and shoved his dick downwards… And my fucking boys spasmed. “Ohhhh… I cried out, feeling him smash up against my prostate with the force of a car wreck. “There it is, every fag has one They bitch and bitch but you find their little boypusssy,” He slammed down again and my head thrust back as I let out a deep moan that came from my soul. “Yeah, that’s my cunt,” he said chuckling, keeping his thrusts upwards, throwing me higher and higher with each pump. My mind started to get fuzzy as he pounded my boypus….prostate over and over. Each hit notched the pleasure up again and again, making it harder to focus on anything but his cock. I looked to my side, my mouth open and drool dripping down my cheek, and saw the display racks. I was in a fucking mall, I was being forced down on a store floor being raped by a pair of guys in broad daylight. The shame filled my mind as he kept hitting my fucking ass harder and harder. Fuck that cock, I thought I was big but this dick, this fucking dick… It was happening again, I felt myself sliding towards that cliff I saw with Ezra. I scrambled to hold on, this wasn’t supposed to be fun, I wasn’t supposed to like this! These fucking kids were raping me for fuck’s sake…I can’t like it… But I did. I started to thrust back into him and I knew I was sank. “Oh…not a fag huh?’ John said feeling me gyrate under him. “Fucking muscle bitch, come in here acting all though and shit….no I’m not a fag, please don’t…” he teased in a girly voice, “And look at you now, fucking take my cock like a champ, pushing back to get more.” He leaned forward and slammed me with all his might, I felt myself move up three inches from the impact, my vision actually spinning from his cock. “You like that? You want that?” Oh god I did, that the fuck was wrong with me? I had begged him not to fuck me but here I was, fucking wanting more of that fucking cock! “Come on baby, admit it…you want more?” He hit me again and a moaned slipped out of my mouth. He hit me three times, each one harder than the last and my cries got louder and louder… Eli said, “John,” and gestured towards the window. The shutters was down but you could see the silhouettes of to kids, trying to peek through. “Oh look, he said with and evil smile, “You have an audience.” I looked away, trying to cover my face as he pumped that donkey cock into me over and over, making me bite my bottom lip to stop for crying out. “What’s wrong?” He asked, still fucking me, “Shy?” He pulled out with a wet squelch and pulled me to my feet. I was so out of it I just stumbled along where he pushed me until my face was up against the glass. I felt his cock slide into me again and I let out a moan, oh fuck what was he doing? He began to fuck me hard, I was pressed up against the glass, trying my best not to make a sound. The two kids outside were looking for a crack, to find out where the noise was coming from. “Come on man,” John said, thrusting so hard it raised me on my tiptoes, “Give them a show.” Fuck, this was horrible…can’t…I mean… “Holy shit,” I heard from the other side of the glass and I could see their faces. They had found a crack in the shutters to the left and could look down and see me. Their eyes got wide because it was obvious what was happening. I was fucking naked and being pushed from behind. They were in high school…oh fuck they were watching me get fucked… John pushed up again and tagged my boybussy. “Ohhh….” I groaned, making the kid outside giggle manically. John slammed the same spot over and over and my mouth began to babble, “Fuck…please….no….fuck….yes….oh god…” He was bringing me close to cumming with just his cockhead. I glanced over and saw they both had their phones out and were filming me. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. I was locked watching them watching me get fucked. One of the kids was rubbing the front of his jeans and I could tell he was hard. I had licked my lips before I even knew I wanted to. The kids eyes got wide as they laughed and pointed, the one kid looked around and pulled his cock out, mashing it up against the window. Eli walked up and opened the shutters a crack, I looked at him in horror as the kid was able to scoot under and move towards me. His hard cock was up against the glass, right in front of my face. His friend was still filming us. The kid hit the window and pointed down, “Suck it!” I shook my head and moaned as John tagged me again. “Suck it!” He mouthed and this time John hit and dragged his cockhead over my spot. I lost my mind… “Lick it,” Eli said in my ear, “You’re a fucking whore…service the kid…” I began to lick the glass where the kid’s cock was. He looked down at me in shock as he watched some muscled guy, years older than him, try to suck his teenage cock through glass. I as so humiliated…but I couldn’t stop. His friend got closer to film more and John’s cock was hitting me faster…my tongue was moving up and down the glass…desperate to actually lick his dick… He kid’s dick came against the glass, I imagined I could taste it, feel the heat from it… I began to cum endlessly. Both of my hands were up against the glass now as I tried to service the high school punk in front of me. If they had both walked in right now I would have blown them. They could have fucked me right here on the floor and I would have let them. My cock splattered my cum all over the window as well, my load dripping down, shot by shot… The kids laughed and laughed as he zipped up his pants and flipped me off. “Hold on,” Eli gestured and then looked down at me. “What the fuck man? You tying to make work for me? Clean this shit up.” John pulled out of me and I went to my knees. Hands on the glass I began to lap up my cum, the kids eyes were wide as they filmed me. I groaned in embarrassment as I moved around the glass, capturing every drop of my seed. The kids laughing and cussing at me the entire time. Once it was done they shook their heads and walked away, giving Eli a thumbs up. I felt like throwing up, but I also felt incredible from orgasm, I hadn’t cum like that…well ever I don’t think. “Come on,” John said dragging me back into the shop. His cock bobbed out in front of him and I wondered he if was going to go back to fucking me. “He’s ready,” John said to someone. I looked up and saw the kid from the dressing room, his little brother, standing there naked. Holy shit, this is what looking at the sun feels like. He was perfect, I mean just drop dead perfect. He looked like the typical boy next door, shaggy blond hair, rosey cheeks, wide smile. If he had been dressed I would have assumed he was a paperboy or an alter boy. He just looked so innocent it was criminal. His body though was nothing but sin. Every cut, every line, every curve was just perfect. He looked like what you would think a perfect teenage male would be. Not an ounce of fat but not skinny, muscles everywhere, but not beefy…just perfect. He had a tan line that showed he wore those board shorts more than he didn’t, his legs and chest were a dark brown, making him look like a surfer just off a wave. But all I saw was his cock. I had a big cock. Ezra had a big cock. John had a big cock. This kid had a perfect cock. It was huge, easily nine and half, cut, fucking mushroom head, long shaft…just fucking perfect. On his frame though it looked massive. His balls looked like small peaches and just hung there like pendulums on a clock. His pubic hair was nice and trim, making that dick look even bigger. He just stood there, staring at me, while I fell in love with that perfect dick. “Lay down,” he said, gesturing to the floor where John had fucked me. I scrambled to lay down, my protests about being fucked in a store completely vanished. He knelt down and pushed my legs apart, he just sat there, looking at me. “You’re a bitch.” There was no malice, no anger, just a statement. When I didn’t say anything he said. “You’re a bitch, right?” I had no idea how to answer. “You’re a bitch, a fucking slutty, whoring bitch,” all said with the same inflection you’d use with a grocery list. “You don’t think you are, but you are. And I’m about to prove it.” He moved forward and I could feel his cock nudge my hole. “You’re welcome,” he said before pushing in. “Oh fuckk…..” I moaned as he stretched my already sore hole open. His cock…holy fuck his cock…it was so thick…I thought John had used me but as this kid’s cock just dived forward I realized my ass had so much more to give. My ass was slick with the lube and John’s precum but even that wasn’t enough to make this painless. I closed my eyes and clenched my teeth, wondering how much more cock this kid had. He got nearly all the way in and then something I had never felt before happened. Something that honestly, changed my whole world. So far when I had been fucked by boypuss…fuck that word is in my head now, my prostate and been stimulated. Nudged, tagged, hit, but they were brief moments of pleasure that made everything else worthwhile. Even the occasional touches could drive me to cum without hands. It had been incredible. Up to this kid. This kid’s cock was so thick, when his head pushed past my prostate instead of nudging it or flicking it, it smashed it down and held it there. Shoving his whole shaft up against my pussy. The effect was immediate. I cried out, my legs spread out, my head flew up. My cock, who had just came and was deflated completely, started to full with blood as fucking waves of ecstasy started to slam into my mind. I felt my ass pushing back, I was making a whining sound like a dog being denied a treat as my hips tried shimmy around his cock. “Fuckfuckfuck…oh god…fuck…shit…oh yes….fuckk……” I cried, my mind just turning into jello. He slowly pulled out and I fell back, out of breath. I was coved in sweat, breath coming in ragged spurts as I tried to make words. He waited until I made eye contact again and he smiled. “That was me not moving.” I looked down at the most incredible thing in the world and then back to him. He said one simple word, and my pride and ego broke. “Beg.” I scrambled up, “Please, please, please….fuck me….shove that fucking cock in me please…what do you want, I’ll do anything, please…I need that cock…please!” I didn’t care if John and Eli were at the counter filming me with their phones. I didn’t care that whoever this kid was he was younger than me by far and I was almost crying for his cock. I didn’t care about any of that, I had been shown fucking heaven for a few seconds and then thrown out. I wanted back in. “You a bitch?’ He asked. I nodded, “Yes, I’m a slutty bitch who needs to get fucked. Please…please…I’m just a dirty jock slut…please fuck me. Fill my hole with your seed, I’ll do anything, name it.!” “I want you to remember this,” he said moving towards me, pushing me back to the floor, “Later when you feel like you’re a man, when you think you’re a person again. Later when you look back on this and think this was just a fluke or something weird…I want you to remember this.” His cock slipped into my hole and I winced. “You were never anything more than a fucking hole.” He shoved it in me and fucking fireworks went off in my mind. I’m not kidding, he began to fuck me slowly and I saw images flash in front of my eyes. It was like an electrical storm was inside of me, sending off sparks to my cock and brain, making everything in the world about sex. I had never felt anything like this, it was more than pleasure, more than feelings…I felt complete. I felt at this moment, exactly where I should be. A cock in my ass, legs up, begging for more. He just stared at me as he fucked me, watching my face as I broke down and begged him for more. But he didn’t give it to me, he never went faster, harder, he kept the same, steady pace and it was driving me insane. FUCK!! “PLEASE!” I roared looking up at him “FUCK ME HARDER!” “What are you?” He asked. “A fucking whore jock cunt! I need to be filled, please…I’m your hole, fill me. I need it, I need fucking cock…” He began to speed up and my mouth wouldn’t stop. “That’s it, yeah, I’m a slut, fuck your slut, fucking useless muscle cunt…thinking I was more…oh fuck yeah, yeah…oh fill me up! SHIT SHIT!” He began to speed up the more I talked, the more I admitted the harder he pounded me. “I’m a fucking whore! I’m only here to service cocks…oh fucking love me with that cock…please, please…oh yes…fucking muscle slut…dirty fucking slut…” He was pounding me now and I was losing speech. My eyes were rolling back as I drooled out of the corner of my mouth. When I stopped talking…he started. “You’re a fucking joke, a pathetic muscle bitch who has been dying for someone to fuck them their entire life. You wanna know why you work out? So people will find a reason to fuck you. Every day that the gym, straining, lifting, all so you can be a fucking sleeve for a cock. That’s who you are. Attention starved, ignorant jock, slut ass cunt. It’s all you are and all you’ll ever be. You see that now? You see it? You are here to get fucked.” He was hitting me so hard that I felt like I was paralyzed. I just laid there, feeling this magnificent cock make me whole. His words descended on my brain like a swarm of locusts and started to consume me. He was right, I did want this, always wanted this. Straining my squats at the gym, my fucking ass just hanging out. Me silently begging one of those studs to throw me down and fuck me senseless in front of everyone. Why did I think I was anything more? Oh god…this was so good…I was so full…his dick…his dick was just….everything. “Never forget this,” he said speeding up for a final push, “I just made sense of your miserable life, you are and will always be….” He slammed me hard, taking my hips off the ground and my cock began to just rain cum down over me. “A FUCKING HOLE!” He said as his cock began to breed me with his percent fucking seed. I was laughing and crying as my cock just pulled over and over again, his words echoing in my ears. “A hole I’m a dirty hole…fucking slutty hole..” I chanted as the last of my spunk dribbled out of my dick. He slid his duck out and I collapsed on the floor, his load leaking out fo my completely ruined ass. I knew I would be sore and most likely limp tomorrow. I know I looked like a fucking trashed slut on the floor of an Abercrombie and Fitch covered in cum, some high school kids load draining out of my ass…but I had a smile on my face that would not go away. As I laid there and listened to the three brothers talk about how much of a fucking dirty whore I was, I just smiled…because that kid had shown me my truth. “Thank you…” I slurred, realizing he had already said I was welcome.

I haven't had a layover in Tucson long enough to hook up in months, but this month I have two. My alpha top bud would be joining me for both, and the first was 2 nights ago on Monday. He's an alpha top, but also with a sensual side. He'll relentlessly pound my ass but needs to kiss as he's breeding me, and he always breeds more than once. It's a win win for both of us. We even planned for him to spend the night. We've both admitted we have a strong connection and chemistry when we fuck. He loves a group scene and is always up for whatever I throw at him, but we decided this one was going to be just the two of us. He got to my hotel room a little bit late, at 9PM. This was the last time I even looked at the clock so I'm not sure how long we played for. We made out for a short time before he started undressing, so I got naked also. A little more kissing before he told me to get on all fours on the edge of the bed. He announced he was going to eat my ass for a long time, so he told me to grab the poppers and get comfortable. His tongue was in my ass for a long time, opening me up, and I had several hits of poppers. I was kind of in another place, moaning and groaning, he was driving me crazy teasing my hole with his tongue. I was still on my hands and knees when he slid his cock in. Damn, he felt so good pounding me. When he told me to get on my back and we were fucking missionary, I knew his load was coming soon. He leaned in to kiss me and he growled loudly as he blew his load. He immediately at his load from my ass, and leaned in to kiss me, sharing his cum. I was still on my back as he pulled my ass to the edge of the bed. He was standing as pushed my knees up and pushed his dick in once again. It was only a few minutes before he was unloading for the second time. And again he ate his load from my ass and then kissed me with his cum filled mouth. He fucked and filled me a total of 4 times before he wrapped his arms around me and he told me how good my body felt pressed up against his. I was so content and blissful as we dozed off. At 3AM, we both woke up to the smoke alarm in my room "chirping". Seriously? I was able to stand on the bed and remove it from it's mounting, and unplug it from the wires. Ok, problem solved so we get back in bed and resume our spooning position. He's gently kissing the back of my neck, and I reach behind and stroke his thigh and hip. Within a couple of minutes he grabs my shoulders and puts me flat on my back and aggressively starts kissing me. He gets on top of me and I wrap my legs and arms around him and kiss him back. He then pushes my knees up and says "I gotta breed that hole again". Of course I don't argue at all, I just kiss him harder. He spits in his hand, rubs in on his dick, and shoves in balls deep in one stroke. Within a couple of minutes he was shooting his 5th load into me. We continue kissing and within 10 minutes he's fucking me again. He's working hard for this load, he's pumping my ass as hard and fast as he can. I had to put my hands above my had and push back against the headboard to keep me from being pushed up and away from him. But I was rewarded with a sixth load from him. This time he rolled off me onto his back, panting, saying "Ok, you win. You broke me". We laughed, kissed a little more, and fell asleep with his arms wrapped around me. He'd planned on getting up at 6AM, so he could go home and get ready for work. But neither of us set an alarm and we didn't wake up until 7AM. I don't know if I would have gotten another load or two if we woke up on time, but he had to hurry and leave. Regardless, he's coming by again on Monday night when I return. You know, with him it's not about the fucking or the loads. I'd be happy to just kiss and fall asleep in his arms. But lucky for me, he needs to breed. And I'm happy to accommodate.

I'm currently 58. First sex at 14, in 1976. Did girls and guys through 3rd year of University - it was the late 70s and early 80s in NYC and anonymous gay sex was EASY to find all over town - I suppose especially if you're a blond teenager with a dancer's butt and gymnast body. With girls the sex had to have some "extra excitement" (location, attire, kink, 3-way) to keep my interest as I knew since 13 guys turned me on more. With guys I was vers from the beginning - it just seemed like why would I waste the opportunity to experience EVERY sex act I could from both sides of the equation - and I pretty much liked everything from either the top or the bottom... with a slight preference for top. At 17, hitting the Adonis and Show World and other gay porn theaters and ABS's, I discovered afternoons and evenings when I could fuck a bunch of guys, get sucked by some, suck a bunch of guys myself, and get fucked by a few and go home satisfied... for a day or so! The more the merrier was my theory... it would take me until I'd turned 18 to decide girls just didn't do it enough for me (since their bodies didn't turn me on much, I concentrated on seeing how many orgasms I could give them, starting with using my tongue to trace the letters of the alphabet on their clits and watch 'em start writhing... I was rather popular for that...) acknowledging that men just did it much more for me , and it wasn't fair to the ladies to pretend, so I stopped dating and pursuing females and focused exclusively on the males (with a few exceptions for 3-ways with married couples over the years). Good thing, as it turns out, sometime prior to 1985, I became HIV+. Please note that 36 years later, I am still here, and thank goodness, still healthy. That switched me to safe sex mode for a few years - still did the theaters and ABS and bathhouses and the Rambles and all, but with a sock on it. During that time, I bottomed less, as I have a bad reaction to most latex items, and though I could stand it on my cock, inside my ass latex is REALLY uncomfortable. In the late 90s, returned to raw/bareback with other HIV+ guys, and that's the way I play since - with the exception of the few Neg guys I play with (one of them is my husband of 31 years, who after 31 years with a POZ guy is still NEG). Barebacking and pnp parties have been a mainstay of my sexual activities since the 2000s started, and I'm back to versatility much more frequently. So, very long story short - apparently I realized I was an Optimal Slut back when I was 17 in the late 70s at the Adonis Theater and discovered that sex could be a smorgasbord of lots and lots of flavors and activities!

Jake spend the next few days luxuriating with clints body. Every inch of the boy seemed built to please a man, from his lush cocksucking lips to his firm tight ass. Jake took pleasure in teaching him how to service a man, but couldnt help but wonder if he had learned a few tricks from Seth. Clint seemed to gravitate toward worshipping Jakes heavy balls. the boy couldnt seem to resist licking and sucking them for what seemed like hours on end. Gradually Clint spent nearly a day learning to deep throat Jake, slowly inhaling the forbidden perfume of a small bottle of poppers as he gulped inch by inch, until finally his face was pressed firmly into Jakes groin. By sunset, Jake was casually fucking his cock into the boys gurgling throat as he dangled off the end of his bed, a pool of fresh poz precum glistening on his belly. Jake made sure to groan his encouragement as the warm seed in has balls made its way into Clints stomach. as dawn broke, Jake would rise to find Clint greedily swabbing his poz cock against his hot little hole until Jake gave in and with a gentle push, entered the boys body once again. Clint delighted in milking the poison cock cream from jake whenever the opportunity presented itself and by the afternoon, was practically a mess of seed drooling from his stretched cunt and smeared on his alabaster cheeks. As Jake flipped through channels triyng to find something on TV the tintinnabulation of a hot shower finally began. He had wondered if Clint would ever get one, or if he was turning into some sort of twink pig that lived off poz jizz and affection. As Jake settled into Oprah a cheerful rap came to the door, interrupting his thoughts of a cum glazed Clint and driving him to grudgingly tug on a pair of jeans. Pulling open the door and squinting at the bright noon sun, he sighed. It was Seth, and he looked infuriatingly chipper as always. "somebody told me..." Seth exclaimed, as he pushed his way past jake to launch his backpack onto the couch with a thump, "my handsome Jake has a new boyfriend!" Jake rolled his eyes. "Lucas dumped me." he mumbled, as he settled back into the couch and resumed flipping through channels. "well I say good for you. You know, Clint just thinks the world of you and that thick poz horsecock..." Seth tugged the snaps open on Jakes jeans and oblivious to his protests, shoved his hands in and began fondling and stroking the boys tool like it was his own. "there it is....And, jake, you cant tell me clint doesnt feel just perfect inside. I mean look at him, those hips, that perfect little ass, he was meant to ride cock! your cock." Seth alternated between throating and pumping as he worked Jake to full staff. As quick as he started, Seth hopped up and slid his shorts down. "come on man, I've already been dumped once today..." Jake protested as Seths undeniable libido once again took control of the conversation. "Thats why we're gonna be quiet as a mouse! nice and quick you know you missed me. just the head?" Seth nudged Jakes prick into place as he had done so many times before and watched jake sigh in resignation as Seths velvety hole worked its magic. "more jake more. You know how to do it....theres a boy, nice and deep in that poz pussy." Seth delighted as Jakes hands went around his hips and ffirmly planted his oozing cock into the nymphs sucking hole. jake moaned as Seth worked the cock inside him, perfectly stroking and milking him for the load he so greedily craved. "sshhh, quiet as a mouse baby...." Seth clasped his hand across Jakes mouth and rode the boy harder. "thats right jake feels so good doesnt it? cum in this poz pussy. give it up..." Seths encouraging whispers gave way to wide eyed panting as Jake grunted, pumping his load deep into seths body as the mischevous bottom just grinned from ear to ear. "oh thats a big hot load of jake juice isnt it baby, i feel it inside....such a big yummy poz load....." Reluctantly Seth slid off the boys wilting tool, tugged on his shorts, and went rifling through his bag. Jake collected himself momentarily as he tucked his slimy prick back into his jeans and laid his head back. staring at the ceiling, Jake knew Seth was right. For whatever his ex had going for him, nothing could compete with warm inviting poz boy butts. Stretching the definition, he was sure he could get away with calling the past few days of pumping Clint full of man seed a "Date" "ow damnit!" Jake jerked as he felt the pinprick on his shoulder followed by Jakes firm grip as he administered the contents of the point. "what is that...." he asked in rising panic, assuming some incredible fantasy-land cocktail from mikey no doubt. "relax horsecock, its Penicillin." Jake cringed confused as Seth finished up. "oh dang i should have asked first are you allergic? anyway dont forget who gave you that special gift." Seth gripped Jakes package, "I still have a few fun friends who want a ride on Jakes spicy sugar stick but youre just giving them the gift. Youre not santa claus." Seth gave jake a playful pat just as clint stepped out of the bathroom. "Chop Chop lollypop! we gotta get a move on!" Seth tugged Jake to his feet as he exchanged a confused glance at Clint. "Jake and I are helping some friends move! dont wait up we'll hook up later on tomorrow dont worry about it amigo!" seth chirped abruptlky as he ushered Jake to the car.

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

I met a guy named Keith at the gym. At 20, he was a bit younger than my age, but still we hit it off. He was built solid with a gorgeous chest and six inch cock (when soft) that grew to a full eight incher (or more) when hard. We had been dating for a few months when I finally gotten him to fuck me bare. At first he was hesitant, but one morning he woke up with a boner and just started rubbing it along my crack, getting me wet with his precum. He just kept pushing and soon his cock head was in me. I pushed back on him and slowly took more of his bare cock in me, and before long he was balls deep, sliding deep inside me. "Yeah, baby," I said, "I love your cock in me." "I'm afraid I'm gonna cum," he gasped. "Go ahead," I said, "I trust you. Load my ass with your cum." Keith pumped harder and soon unleashed his jizz deep inside me, groaning "Fuck! That was great." Needless to say, that was just the beginning, especially since Keith loved to spend the night, knowing he was going to unload in me in the morning. Sometimes he would fuck me at night too leaving his load in me for some morning fun. One morning after breeding me he said he needed to go in to the city to get some new clothing, and he asked if I wanted to go with him and of course I accepted the invitation. I love the city and it had been a while since I had been there. Once we arrived, Keith began circling looking for a cheap place to park. We were getting to the seedier part of town and passed an adult bookstore I had visited some years earlier, and out of the blue he asked "Ever been to one of those?" "Of course. You haven't?" "Nah. I was always too nervous to go in." "They can be a lot of fun if the right guys show up. Of course, sometimes there are a lot of trolls but when you're horny enough.........." and I just laughed. "Let's do it," he suggested. "Now?" I asked, adding "Are you sure?" "Yeah. I want to see what it's like and you can show me the ropes." He found a parking spot nearby and soon we were inside. I paid for both of us and we went straight in to the arcade. I knew that familiar darkness and the smell of cum. He took my hand and we walked the hallway until our eyes adjusted. It appeared only three booths were occupied. I knew what was probably going on in them so I told Keith to look through one of the glory holes, and upon doing so he looked back at me, smiled, and whispered "There's a naked guy in there." "Nice," I said, "let me see." He got up and I took his place at the glory hole. I slid a finger to the hole hoping to get a taste of the cock on the other wide of the wall, and sure enough, the guy in the booth saw me and slid his cock through the hole. As the cock head came through I licked at the tip with my tongue. "Fuck," Keith remarked, urging me "Suck him." As the cock came fully through the hole I took it I my mouth, looking up at Keith as I sucked the stranger's cock. Keith was apparently fully turned-on, as he began groped himself through his jeans, so I asked "You want me to suck you too?" Wordlessly he pulled his eight inch cock out of his jeans and crowded into the booth with me so I could alternate between the two cocks, occasionally slapping the two of them against one another, just for some variety. I would have taken them both at the same time but the angle was bad so I would suck one, then the other, going back and forth, savoring them both. Soon the cock through the glory hole shot a big load of cum in my mouth. I opened my mouth to show Keith the load I had just taken and he said,"Swallow." "I'll do anything you want," I said and gulped the white jizz down my throat. "Oooh, what a slut you are," he said, adding "I want to see you get fucked in here." "If that's what you want," I said. "I told you I would do anything you wanted." "Let's check out another booth," he said. We went in to another booth next to an occupied one. Keith looked through the glory hole and pushed my head down to it. I saw a guy was stroking his cock so I just put my open mouth to the hole. The guy wasted no time filing my mouth with his hard cock. Keith had me stand up while bent over so he could get to my pants buckle. He unbuckled and unzipped me and pulled my pants down, exposing my butt. His cum was still in me from our morning fuck and he started rubbing his cock against my wet hole, grunting "Oh, baby, I'm going to fuck you right here." He pushed in to me and began fucking my cunt. He hadn't shut the door to the booth so anyone walking by could see his bare cock pounding me. After a few strokes he withdrew and instructed me to turn-around. I did as I was told and he pushed my head down to his cock, making me suck his cock that had just been fucking me. He reached around and stroked the cock through the glory hole. He pushed me back a little so the guy's cock head was against my hole. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked. "Yeah, sure," he said as he rubbed the cock against my hole. He took the guy's cock in his hand and guided it in to my used pussy, coaxingly suggesting "Let him fuck you, baby." I pushed all the way on to the cock and started working it deep inside me. I pumped my butt faster as I sucked Keith's cock. The guy was now fucking full steam, so I knew he was going to unload in me soon. I considered pulling away, but decided I wanted that stranger's cum, so instead I pushed hard against the glory hole and could tell he had unloaded inside me. "Let me see," demanded Keith. I pulled off the guy's cock and turned around. Keith spread my ass cheeks and slipped a couple fingers in to me, then taking a load of cum from my ass and feeding it to me, saying "Eat that cum, baby. I know you love it." "Mmmmm," I moaned, sucking Keith's cum covered fingers until he told me to get up. "I want you naked," he said. "Here? Are you going to close the door?" "Fuck no. Get naked. You said you would do anything I wanted." I couldn't argue with that. I took off my shirt, then my shoes, then pulled my pants off of me. I stood there completely naked with the booth door wide open. A couple guys had shown up and watched as Keith directed me in to the hall where he remarked "Show these guys your used pussy." I leaned against the wall and reached down and spread my ass cheeks exposing my hole, and pushed some cum out. A big dollop dripped down my leg, which led one of the guys to say "That's fucking hot!" "You can have him too if you want," offered Keith. "I'm not sure," replied the guy. "Well, then I'm fucking him," and Keith slipped his cock in to me right there. He pumped my butt while the two guys watched, then started playing with me. Soon they both had their cocks out. Keith pushed my head down on them and made me suck one, then the other while he fucked me. He finally pulled out and turned me around. I sucked his cock and then felt another cock enter my man cunt. The two guys were tag teaming me right there in the hall. "You know he wants your loads," said Keith. My hole was getting pounded by one, then the other, until one of the guys shot his cum up my hole as Keith urged "That's it baby, take that cum. What a fucking slut. Taking stranger's loads." The other guy started fucking me when Keith pushed me on to the floor so the guy had to fuck me doggy. I was on my hands and knees, taking another cock up my ass. He pounded hard when I realized there were more guys there watching. Again Keith offered my services, saying "You can all have a turn if you want," and then turning to me asked "Would you like that, baby?" "Fuck yeah. I want to be a cumpig. I need cum all over me and inside me. You guys can breed me in my ass or mouth or just cum on me. I just need your cum wherever you want to put it." A couple of the guys pulled out their cocks and began stroking by my face. The guy fucking me yelled out that he was cumming and pulled out to shoot his cum all over my hole before Keith made him push it back in to me. "Fucking breed him," he said. He pumped me a few more strokes but there was another guy behind me now. I felt him slide in to me and he pushed me flat on the floor. I could feel his full body against me as he fucked and I realized he had gotten naked too. It was so awesome getting fucked while guys stroked their cocks and Keith watched. Keith told me to look up and smile. I did as I was told and realized he had his camera out, recording me getting fucked and bred. As he snapped away, he suggested "Tell me how much you love this." "I love it," I said. "What do you love?" "I love getting fucked by strangers. I love that you are filming me. I love that you are letting me take bare cocks. I love that you are whoring me out to all these guys." Suddenly, one of the guys over me shot his load all over my face. A huge glob of white cum dripped from my forehead down my cheek. I pushed my tongue out to try to catch some of it in my mouth. The guy fucking me rubbed it over my face then pulled out of me and flipped me over. He had me on my back on the dirty floor. He got on top of me and pulled my legs up, as he pushed his cock back in to me announcing "I'm gonna breed your butt right here on the floor." "Fill him up," answered Keith approvingly. I looked up and saw that Keith had gotten naked too. One of the guys was sucking his cock and I knew I was going to get his load too. The guy fucking me pumped harder and then pushed in and held still. I could feel his throbbing cock as he unloaded up my hole. "Fuck, you are a total whore," he said. "Yeah, but he's my whore," said Keith as he pulled me up off the floor. He bent me over and slid his cock in to my cum filled cunt. "Oh, baby. This is too fucking hot! I'm going to want to do this again and again." "Whatever you want, I'll do," I said. Keith pumped harder and soon yelled out, "Here it comes, baby, your last load of the day!" as he unloaded his cum inside me. I shot my load all over the floor after he pulled out and the other guys watched as we got dressed. I had cum still leaking from my cock and my ass. I smelled like a whore after we left but Keith still had to go shopping. I was a little embarrassed to be like that in public but as I had told Keith, "I'll do whatever you want."

I had something similar happen to me when I was looking for an apartment. Once I moved in my landlord found me on grinder. One month when I told him that I was going to be late with the rent he looked at me with a smirk and said well there are other ways to make up for your short comings you dirty little faggot whore. He ordered for me to dress up for him, when I came out he was naked stroking his beer can thick 10-11” cock. My mouth dropped and shouted holy fuckkkkk. He smiled and ordered me to worship it with my mouth. He skull fucked me till I had tears running down my face. He then flipped me over, forcefully spreading my legs and buried that monster raw deep inside me. He verbally degraded me, teaching my place as he fucked me deep and hard without remorse not stopping despite my crying, screaming and moaning. After he blew this huge thick load he had me suck his cock clean. As he got dressed he smiled and said you know you loved it, that’s what faggots like you are for, from now on you belong to me. As I laid there a hot mess questioning my morals I replied yassss Daddy, I smiled said thank you and told him you can have it anytime you desire. He laughed and told me that oh I know and I will don’t you worry about that. The next day he marked my body with disgusting slurs and raped my hole again for hours putting numerous loads in me, that following weekend he whored me out at a park n ride then raped me when we got home. I can honestly say that as fucked up as it was, it was very fulfilling and satisfying. The biggest turn on was that his family had no idea about any of it. I loved how he just came in and took it. After a few weeks I could take his monster Daddy cock with ease and just spit. I loved dressing up for him swallowing his cock, his loads and having my hole flooded with his seed, moaning like a whore in heat, telling him to fuck me harder, to rape my cunt, own me, that I’m his property, and how good his cock felt.

It was 1990. My wife , two young boys and I were living in Dartmouth Nova Scotia. The wife and kids had flown home to Ontario to spend a week with her folks. I had to work; and, besides, there was lots to do with our first home. It was a fixer upper priced perfectly for first time buyers with a young family. I was working the midnight shift that week which gave me lots of daylight hours to get repairs done on the house. I had always slept in the nude, but with the house empty and sweltering heat I quickly got in the habit of not dressing while indoors. After two days of this I almost forgot to pull shorts on to do jobs in the yard and on the exterior of the house. Day three was very productive. I painted the entire back porch inside and out. I worked like a trojan and sweat like a pig. It made for a very long work day so I was exhausted. As I sat on the kids swing sipping an ice cold beer admiring my handiwork I decided I was to hot and tired to cook. I went inside, dropped out of my shorts and ordered a pizza to be delivered. I headed upstairs for what I planned to be a quick shower. The just warm water felt great sluesing over my body so I lingered rinsing longer than usual. It felt great rubbing my sore muscles when I soapped down so I lingered some more. When I was soaping my ass and genitals my body remembered it had not been pleasured for a few days. My cock responded and I thought; 'No one is home. I'm in no rush. Just enjoy Todd.' I was stroking away when I heard the doorbell over the shower spray. 'Damn, the pizza.' I turned off the water sprinting for the top of the stairs and at the first step remembered I was naked. I ran back to grab a towel and was halfway down the stairs when I took time to wrap it around myself. I had forgotten the front door was open so the pizza boy had a clear view through the screen door to the top of the stairs. I was 27 at the time. Six feet tall, skinny 145 pounds, a tan skinned, dark haired otter. I was no gym bunny but attractive enough. The cock he'd seen was at it's full eight inch erectness and an unavoidable bulge under the small white towel. He appeared to be about 18. One of those guys that won the gean lottery. Classic good looks captain of whatever sport team. Natural muscular body which filled out his delivery uniform of tan shorts and button down shirt. He had one extra button undone than I suspected was accepted which showed off a promising start to a blonde hairy chest. In fact as I opened the screen door he was seductively freeing another button and reaching in to tweak his nipple. Although I had never done anything with a guy my dick was stirring threatening to dislodge from my towel. I remembered the time a few years ago when a handsome young guy had joined our line at work. I was attracted to him from the beginning and we hit it off well. I was confused as by the end of the week working closely together I realized I was infatuated with him. When his girlfriend picked him up from the bar after our last work day I realized I was insanely jealous. I had never acted on those feelings and thought I had completely put them out of my mind until this moment. My towel was loosening and about to fall off when I remembered my wallet was in the kitchen. I invited the young man to step inside and excused myself. When I turned from finding the wallet I realized he had followed me and was standing by the fridge. His shirt tails were out and the front was open framing his natural peach fuzzed six pack. The words were out of my mouth before I even thought; "Do you want a beer? It's one hell of a hot day. " "Sure. Mind if I get out of this sweaty shirt?" "Not at all." I nervously responded. His shirt hit the floor and he kicked off his sneakers. He looked to me for approval before undoing and slipping out of his shorts. He stood there in our kitchen in nothing but a white jock strap as I handed him a beer. "Shit kid, are you even of legal drinking age?" "Just barely " he smiled. "Turned 18 day before yesterday. You won't be my first, but you won't be breaking the law." With that we toasted clinking our bottles. After gulping down a deep long draft he reached his free hand behind my head and pulled me in for a long passionate kiss. I don't know which of us undid it but my towel had now joined his shirt and shorts. He was holding my rock hard dick and his cock head was peaking over the band of his jock. Damn he'd won every category of gean pool roulette. Even his cock was an ideal nine inches just on the thick side. I knew 'cause I'd dropped to my knees, released him from the jock and was choking on it. Again before giving any thought. He must have put his beer down because both hands took the back of my head as he proceeded to face fuck me for about ten strokes. Then he pulled me up, spun me and leaned me against the counter; "Damn man, that's nice but I gotta get back to my deliveries. Let me finish yours!" Exasperated and confused I blurted; "Fuck me!" "That's my plan. " "No! No, I've never done this. Fuck ... um ... you'll need a condom." "I don't have one. You got any in this kitchen?" "No. Upstairs, I'll go get one." "Don't have time man. Besides my cock has never seen one. Raw or I walk." He took a big slug of beer, bent down and blew it up my ass hole. When he stood I found myself guiding his naked cock up my virgin hole. It hurt like fuckin hell and he couldn't help but notice. "Want me to stop man?" "No! Just give me a minute. It hurts for sure, but a good hurt. I love it. " "Knew you would!" With that he started pumping. My ass was now on fire with pain and pleasure. Soon his fist was stroking my cock in sync with his cock pistonning my ass. I was just about to ask him not to cum in me when his strong hand pushed me over the edge. I sprayed the cabinet door in front of me. My ass convulsions triggered him and I realized not only was he popping my virgin cherry hole but he was seeding me as well. 'Fuck, what had I just allowed! But damn, it felt so fuckin good!" He was quickly dressed and I paid him. As he was headed to let himself out he called back; "You home tomorrow? You better be 'cause I'm coming by well before my work. We'll have more time to initiate you more into man on man sex." And he was gone. I ate the pizza and downed five more beer. I'd be tipsy for my midnight shift but Steve was driving tonight so I could manage. I just needed to numb out a bit rather than face the full reality of what I had just done, let alone think about tomorrow. Ì

My Boy’s Tight Hole Made Me Cum Too Soon When we first started dating, my boy and I played safe with each other, me almost always topping his amazing ass. We were casually seeing a few other guys, sometimes together in hot threeways and fourways. We somehow got less sexually adventurous as we got more serious. We stopped seeing other people and started playing bareback exclusively with each other. Initially, I’d pull out to cum, but after a while, he begged for my load. He really has an incredible ass, plump and round, with a hairy hole hidden deep between the clefts of his cheeks. He liked to show off his hairy crack, and it always turned me on when he used his hands to spread his cheeks wide. The experiences he’d had with other tops taught him a lot of amazing tricks. I couldn’t help but brag to several friends about what a hot bottom my boy was, especially now that we were exclusive and playing raw. That intense hot sex lasted for months. We fucked multiple times a week, me topping him raw and loving it, nearly always cumming inside him, but sometimes pulling out to cum on his hairy hole. I love lapping my load up and tonguing it inside him. Lately though, I noticed a few changes. We used to fuck practically daily, but now it was more like once a week. Regardless, the sex was still much better than most guys could ever hope for. However, I’d noticed that when I’d get inside his hole, I’d cum way too soon for either of our liking. It was as if my cock alone and less frequent fucking had gotten his hole too tight for its own good! When my boy was seeing other people, he regularly got stretched out by a few fuck buddies. Back then, I was also regularly wearing condoms. Dulling sensation always made me last longer, keeping me from feeling just how amazing his raw silky his hole truly is. One night after a sweaty session, I fingered my boy’s hole, slick with of my own fresh load, shot too quickly. We bluntly discussed his raw tight hole getting me off sooner than either of us would have liked. He told me he might have a solution, and he’d ask Brad, a buddy at work for advice. Brad and my boy had fucked regularly before we got serious. I knew he had a thick nine-inch monster dick from a very hot, safe, threeway we’d had a few years ago. We took turns pounding my boy into the mattress, and he loved it. Brad was one of the guys who convinced him to fuck with condoms especially if he was going to regularly get dicked by multiple guys. Although we’d never discussed it, I had seen Brad’s scorpion tattoo near his groin, and I suspected he was POZ. In fact, it turned me on sharing my boy’s hole, even safely, with this sexy hung guy. As hot as one safe cock stretching out my boy was, it was super sexy when he and his partner, Jim, had taken their turn my boy’s hole. Sadly, I’d missed out on that session, but heard that they, safely, used him very well that night. I asked my boy what Brad advised, and he had suggested a three-pronged approach: 1.) Have me wear a condom to fuck my boy to lessen how good his hole made me feel 2.) Get him regularly fucked my a hung guy, or guys, who could keep his hole cored out and loose. 3.) Getting me fucked by a few hung tops so my boy could use my own stretched-out ass too, taking the pressure off me from being the only top. To be continued…

I sucked off my father and older brother for a number of years, before dad got sober, found Jesus, and felt guilt about having sex with me even though I seduced him and took every opportunity to lick and suck on his body while he was past out drunk. I was young when I first started to notice my dad and his cock. I started to nurse on his cock and lick his balls when he was passed out drunk. I was pretty young, when he caught me. I was in 6th grade roughly between 11 - 12 years old when I started this and 13 when he caught me. I was scared when he caught me. I made up an excuse that I saw him starting to leak and I thought he was going to piss on the couch so I was acting fast to make such he did not piss all over it. After he caught me, most of the time he just used me as his cocksucker and urinal. At first it was only when he was drunk, but back then he was drunk every day. I remember him bareback fucking me when I was 15. He told me my ass was going to replace the pussy he was no longer getting, and it did. He told me I took his cock better than my mother and I was better than her because unlike her I did not complain about him being rough, and actually demanded him to fuck me harder and rougher. (Once again, I sensed he enjoyed throwing me a rough fuck, and I just desired to please and pleasure him). I wanted him to love me and make love to me, and when we were having sex I convinced myself he did. However, for him, it was just sex. The rougher he fucked me, the more submissive I became. I did not want him to consider me a whining bitch and find someone else. I wanted him to use me more. However, the more submissive I become the angrier he became. He looked down upon me because he did not like the idea of having a faggot cock sucking, piss drinking, cum dump for a son. Like many straight men, my father and older brother did not view themselves as gay or bisexual. They viewed themselves as straight men because they took the active role is fucking my face and ass. I was the faggot, or homo because not only was I taking their cocks and cum, I enjoyed it and wanted it more. I remember one hot session when I was being spit-roasted by my dad and brother, and they made me cum hands free at the same time they both had cum. They high-fived one another because not only did they both came at the same time, but they made me orgasm like a cunt. That is about the time they started called me Cunt. My brother was almost 18, my father was 37 and I was 16 when they knew they turned me into a cock loving, cum dump, urinal. I love being used by men and being able to get them hard and cum in me. It brought me great satisfaction knowing they were pumping their loads into me instead of wasting it by masturbating, or giving it to their wives or girlfriends. While my dad and older brother never became lovers like I wanted, they did train me pretty well to submit to rough ass and throat fucking, and to take men's fluids (piss, spit, and cum) as the gifts they are.

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A solid mild straight guy who likes my boy body a little more than "straight" permits. Hung like a horse and he tells me he s the smallest in the family. I want to fuck this mans whole family. Every brother, uncle, all their fathers and their fathers father. Every big monster cock I want it. Especially as good as he fucks my shit up. Orgasms dont satisfy me. It has to hurt by the time you dump your load. You know that deep, deep spot. Beat that shit turn it inside out and leave it battered and bruised. Just plaster it with that hot healing jizz. Thats what he does to my shit. And he cums back to back. And he'll back for seconds in an hour. Round 2 is always better. I love my nasty life.

For me, there's nothing hotter than knowing the cock I'm sucking and load I'm swallowing normally goes into a pussy. Love when I'm doing a guy who's wife won't swallow... I'm happy to do her duty.

Part 2 It was another lovey day and I spent the whole day out walking again. I kept thinking about what a hot night it had been! It was another hot day so I spent most of it walking with my top off, as did the other hot guys I passed every now and then on the paths. I was so horny by the time I got back to the campsite at about 7pm. As I unzipped my tent I noticed a note had been slipped under the door flap. It read "Hey sexy! Loved breeding that hot hole of yours last night. Been telling my mates about it all day and they all want to know what the fuss is about. Make sure your ready to be used once the sun goes down. P.S. Don't wash, we like our cumdumps nice and sweaty". I was instantly hard and I couldn't wait for the sun to set! As the sun went down I laid my sleeping bag out, got naked and lay there in the warm summer air waiting. My heart was pounding and I was hard and dripping precum in anticipation of the fucking I was going to get. After waiting about half an hour I heard rustling outside and then the zip started to move. Before he got inside I was able to glimpse his body in the light of the moon for a moment. He was a slim, white guy with very little body hair and was just wearing boxers. His was already hard and the outline looked about 7inches long but not too thick. Once he crawled into the tent and zipped the door behind him it was completely dark again and I couldn't see a thing. "Get on all 4s and let me get a taste of this amazing arse of yours then" he said. I did as I was told and he was tonguing my hole in a matter of seconds! He started by lapping at it and stopped after a short while to say "you still taste of cum, you little slut!". Then he started to spitting big wads on my hole and fucking it in with his tongue. I was loving it! It wasn't long before he stopped rimming and I felt him press his bell-end against my hole. He was really slow and gentle to start, just pushing a few centimeters in and then pulling out. With each thrust he went a little bit deeper, until eventually I could feel his balls resting against my taint. Then he pulled almost all the way out and then back in, balls deep and let out a low groan. It felt incredible and rather than wait for him to go again, I started rocking backwards and forwards, fucking myself on his long dick. He loved this and grabbed hold of my hips, guiding me back and forwards, up and down his shaft. After a while he took control again and started fucking me faster, until he rammed in me and I felt him spasm as he shot his load in my guts! After a couple of convulsions he pulled out and I turned round quickly so as not to miss the opportunity to suck his cock clean! He tasted amazing, all cum and ass juices! Once he was clean, he gave me a quick spank on the arse and pulled his pants on, before leaving the tent. It was a minute or so before the next guy came by. He was an Indian guy, furry all over and already completely naked with a short but thick uncut dick sticking straight out in front of him. He told me he wanted me to ride him, so he lay down and I straddled him. I was pretty loose and lubed up with the first guys cum so I slid down onto his cock pretty easily. I thought he was going to want me to take control but he started going at my arse like a jack rabbit! I held onto his chest hair to keep from falling off him and he gave me a really hard pounding. He was pretty quick to cum, but he didn't even stop fucking, not until he'd pumped his second load into me. He told me to climb off him and lay on my back so he could finger fuck me with the three loads now sloshing about in my hole. When he was done he pulled his fingers out and made me lick them clean. I felt like such a slut, holding his wrist so he couldn't pull away and sucking on his fingers like I was a nursing baby! After he left me, I fingered myself for a minute whilst I waited for his friend. Their cum tasted amazing! As the third guy came in he said with a big grin "hey! I hope you're not eating all my lube!". I have him a cheeky grin and offered him my fingers to lick, which he did. "Fucking yum!" he said. He wasted no time pushing my legs back against my chest and lining up his rock hard cock against my hole. They guy was really well built and really hair and his cock was about 8 inches and really thick. Even though I had been well opened up by the first two guys, he had to tell me to breath and relax so I could take him. Once he'd eased his way in though and kept still for a minute I gave him a nod and he started to fuck my cummy hole. I could feel the previous loads escaping past his dick and dripping down my ass crack onto my sleeping bag. He got a rhythm going and fucked me for ages before planting his seed deep inside me. Before he left the tent he let me suck his now soft cock clean of cum and whispered "Steve was right, you're a great little slut!". I was starting to feel sore but I desperately wanted more cum in my arse! Within seconds there was another man in my tent. "on your belly whore" he said and I did as I was told. I didn't really see him at all and he wasted no time stuffing his hard dick in my sloppy hole. I knew as soon as it started that this wasn't going to be a long fuck. He pinned my arms to the ground and fucked me really hard and fast! I was struggling to take it and although I was trying really hard to be quiet so as not to wake any of the other tents I couldn't help moaning each time he piled into me. As I thought, it didn't take long for him to unload in me and he was gone without a word. I lay there, a bit in shock for a few minutes before I heard a familiar voice. It was the guy from last night, who'd I'd just learnt was called Steve. "God, they've made a right mess of you, haven't they!" he said with a chuckle. "Lie on your back and pull your legs back so I can get a good view of your cumdump hole". I did as I was told and showed off my battered boy pussy. He wasted no time getting his tongue in there! It felt so nice, especially after the pounding I had just taken. He was really gentle with his tongue. "Push some out for me" he said, as he stuck his tongue out ready to catch it. I farted out a nice big load of mixed up cum onto his waiting tongue. He crawled up next me and kissed me with it. We passed it backwards and forwards for a while and he told me to lie on my side again, just like I had the night before. He pushed his big fat cock inside me and fucked my slowly and gently. I think the feel of all of his mates' loads lubing my hole was too much, 'cause he came within minutes. He stayed inside me and cuddled me as we fell asleep. I woke up alone again in the morning to my tent stinking of cum! I was knackered and my whole was ruined but I felt amazing!

Chapter 4: One of the guys that had been watching moved forward, pulling his dick out and yanking my head up by my hair. Without even asking, he immediately took control of me, jamming his dick down my throat. I gagged, not at the size or penetration, but with taste and odor. He laughed and said, “I haven’t been able to shower in a couple days.” He proceeded to fuck my throat before pulling out and shooting his load all over my face. He targeted my eyes and as he was slowing down, put the head right at my nostril and shot up my nose. As I was choking on the cum in my nose, he pulled back and began pissing, spraying my face before shoving in my mouth and ordering me to drink. This led to the other two guys walking, and almost immediately, simultaneously shooting loads on my face and hair. When the guy in my mouth was done, each of the other two pissed down my throat. This was too much and after they were done, I collapsed on the ground. I felt my head get pulled up again, still covered in cum and piss. Sir was staring at me, smirking, and unloaded all of his piss straight in my face. Without direction, I opened my mouth and swallowed what I could. “Thank you Sir,” was all I could mutter before I again collapsed. “Wake up faggot. You’re not done.” “Please Sir, I...” A kick to the base of the buttplug in my cunt sent pain all through more, causing me to gasp in pain and look up at Sir. “Didn’t I warn you? I only warn once; if you’re too stupid to remember the words, maybe the pain will help. Again, and harder.” Another kick, harder as ordered, sent more pain, and pleasure, through me. Without any words, I began to move, slowly, to a standing position. “Walk, to the white van. Get in the back and cuff your right ankle and left wrist.” In extreme pain, I did as ordered. After the cuffs were attached, Jose attached the remaining two and a strap around my waist, and then pressed a button. I was simultaneously spread as wide as possible, and lifted into a kneeling position. I was now face down and ass up in the back of a van. A mask, with only a nose and mouth hole was placed over my head. “Next stop, Springs Mission. Some of the homeless guys, who know you, are ready to get some revenge.” I heard the doors close and the engine start up. After what seemed like an hour, but was likely 20 minutes, the van came to a stop. I heard the back doors open, and Sir call out, “he’s here.” A moment later, I heard a new voice, which was familiar, say, “Fuck, I thought you were lying.” Sir laughed, “I don’t lie to my workers. Now get to it, he’s got a few other friends waiting.” I felt the buttplug get pulled back, and then shoved back in a few times. Without warning, it was pulled out and there was some pressure, but I groaned in pleasure. I felt another rock being pushed in my cunt and moaned as it began the burn. I then felt a cock start pounding by in and out of my hole. “Dammit Johnson, I wanted to fuck you from the day your arrogant ass showed up in my Pod. I knew you were a fag right away, but I never imagined you’d be this much of a faggot, with this loose a cunt.” I recognized the voice and realized I was getting fucked by one of the former inmates. “No, please stop. This isn’t what I wanted.” The fucking increased and i felt the inner hole again be opened. “Again faggot, what makes you think you have any say?” I heard the voice of the inmate say, “The bitch is too loose. I can’t feel anything.” Sir said, “Give us a minute. Use his mouth while we get him prepared. A moment later, my mouth was again filled with a cock covered in cum. I felt the cuffs on my wrists and ankles be removed from the floor of the van and reattached, connecting my wrists to the opposite ankle. This forced the cock out of my mouth as I was then lifted about a foot of the floor, my face getting pressed into the ceiling. “Give me the biggest one and lube it up.” About 20 seconds later, I heard the gasp of my former client, and then a nasty laugh before he said, “I’ll feel him now.” I felt what I realized was a dildo, being maneuvered under my lifted ass. I felt the head against my hole and immediately tried to shove down to get it in me. I heard the motor of the lifter start and without warning, the mechanism holding me up was released. I felt the pain of being dropped full speed down this huge rubber cock. It stretched me wide and then forced my inner hole open as I came down on the big rubber balls. Twice more this happened and by the third time, the monster had no trouble breaking into my deep hole. I could only moan and groan as this happened. “Alright get next to the dildo. Face him or behind him, your choice.” I felt movement as I was again lifted to the top of the van. “You know who I am don’t you faggot?” “Yes, Sir I do.” “Say my name faggot.” “Eric Houston, Sir.” “That’s right faggot. And what do you want from me?” “I need you to fuck me. I need your cock in me and your cum.” “What about my cock? Why do you need it? Where do you need it? Worthless faggot.” I screamed out as the pain of him slapping my balls radiated through me. Between tears, I begged him, knowing what he wanted to hear. “Please, I need your black cock deep in my white cunt. I don’t deserve it, but I need it.” He laughed, “All you white faggots want this cock. I want to see his face as it happens; can the mask come off?” Sir said, “You want it, you do it.” “Look down faggot.” I felt hands at my neck and the mask came off. It took a minute to focus my eyes, but when I did, I was looking into the face of an ex-inmate. I then caught sight of what was about to happen. Below me were two huge cocks: on throbbing, black dick; the other a massive white dildo. The real dick was about 9” long, but short compared to the 12” dildo. Each was about the circumference of a beer can. This was going to hurt. BAD. “You ready for this faggot? I am.” I started to shake my head, but froze at the sound of the motor of the lifter start up. “Jose, lube them up. All of them.” Eric smirked and laughed as he said, “Yeah, Jose be a good bitch and lube his cunt up. Then look me in the eyes as you lube my cock up. I always knew you were a bitch for cock.” I saw the look on Jose’s face as he rubbed a thick substance on my hole and push it in. He was not enjoying this anymore and looked defeated. “Yes, Mr. Houston.” A smile spread across Eric’s face, “Yes, what?” “I’m a bitch... for... cock” He applied a generous amount of lube to the dildo and then to Eric’s cock. I could swear that he spent extra time rubbing the black dick. “That’s enough you two.” Sir asked, “You ready faggot? You need more?” I looked back at Sir and said, “Please. More.” Sir asked, “I think you need the next level.” I wasn’t sure what he meant until I saw the alcohol wipe as he moved toward my arm. “Sir, is that...?” “You know what it is. Beg for it.” I hesitated briefly, remembering the stories I had jerked off to dozens of times. I knew what it was. “Please Sir, slam me. Give it to me. I need it.” He stepped forward, wiped my arm and uncapped the needle. I watched every move, shivering in anticipation. “You might want to turn away boy; you can watch the video later.” I looked him straight in the eyes and said, “No thank you Sir.” He smiled and said, “That’s my boy.” I watched intently as the needle was pressed against my arm, touching a throbbing vein. He held it there until I begged, “Please Master. “ The needle caused a brief pain as it punctured my vein and slid in. I was enthralled as he pulled the plunger back and the clear liquid became red with my blood. “Last chance.” I looked at him and said, “No regrets.” The plunger pushed in, and I felt it immediately. The meth rocketed up my arm, into my chest. I lost the ability to breathe for a few seconds and then the cough came: 3 deep coughs. Within a second the meth moved, rocketing straight to my cunt. “Oh god. Please. Fuck me. Hard.” The riser was gently released and I started to slide down. My hole was on fire as the huge dildo entered my burning cunt. The descent continued until Eric’s big dick head was reached. I plead for it, “Get it in me. Give me that second dick.” I tried pushing down, but was under the control of the riser. Eric’s cock head stretched my cunt, trying to push in alongside the dildo. My cunt resisted, while simultaneously craving the destruction. I looked at Sir and pleaded, “Do whatever it takes. Please.” Sir smiled and said, “Drop him.” I heard the button get pressed and the mechanism released its control on me. I had no choice. My cunt had no choice. Gravity always wins. As my body was released, my full weight came down on Eric’s cock head. For a split second I was motionless, the head of his cock holding me up. And then I felt it. My hole stretched and tore as a second cock entered my cunt for the first time. With all the lube, my body weight and gravity, I was sliding further and further down, feeling my hole continue to stretch and my cunt open up to the two huge cocks. I groaned, “Oh, fuck, it hurts. It feels so good.” Eric couldn’t say a word other than to moan as he watched my cunt open and swallow his cock and shove it against the dildo. As I hit bottom, balls deep on both cocks, I begged, “Again. Rape my ass you fuckers.” I started bouncing up and down, but couldn’t move much. Then the mechanism raised me up, moving me high up before slamming me back down. This went on for several minutes, including several complete removals and drops over both cocks. Eric began to groan and cried out, “Take my load faggot. Take it all.” With one final drop, he blasted deep in my hole. Shooting several times. He groaned and smiled, “That was hot.” I wasn’t done; I needed more. “Mister Houston, Sir? Are you done?” He smiled and said, “You quitting faggot? Cause I can go more.” I looked him in his eyes, “Again.” I looked at Sir Y, spun out of my mind, and said, “Please?” I was trying to get years of fantasy filled in one day. Sir Y shook his head, smiled, and replied, “You sure? If so, it’s going to have to go further...”

Been a long time reader, but first time poster. This story so inspired me, I got this tattoo yesterday.

Chapter II. We played the next couple of days more than we had in a while, and each time, I bagged up and lasted longer. It was like our former passionate fuckfests were back again. It felt like his hole was looser than it had been in a while too. We fucked daily, and I shot big loads nightly into those condoms. I even got a dildo, a good three inches longer than my cock, and I worked it in his hole before fucking him. He was steadily getting looser. Towards the end of the week, I asked if he was going to see about getting some hung dick to open him up more than the dildo could. He blushed and confessed that Brad had been fucking him every day over their lunch break. I ate his ass and worked the new dildo into his hole as he told me about his weekday sessions. My boy’s story was so hot that I put on a condom, and slid inside, slowly fucking him so as not to cum too soon. My boy told me that during lunch on Monday, Brad had bent him over his desk and pulled his pants down. He was so hot to fuck my boy again that he didn’t even fully undress! In fact, he was in such a hurry that he nearly forgot to put on a condom. My boy had to remind him that he was there to get his hole stretched, not to take loads. My boy continued his story as I played with his hole. I loved how loose he stretched-out hole felt on my bagged-up cock. I’d work a finger inside my boy along my dick as he went on. My boy moaned as he described Tuesday’s session. Brad railed him in the warehouse, safely wrapped with an XL rubber. Another worker stumbled on them and watched the whole thing. After Brad pulled out, the worker asked if he could join in their next lunchtime session. I recognized the name of the warehouse worker, Adam, as being one of the foremen, and I knew he was tall and muscular from seeing him at holiday parties. That Wednesday, Adam watched as Brad lubed my boy up and fucked him, safely. Adam got close and held my boy’s cheeks apart for Brad to fuck. When Brad came in the condom, Adam pulled it off and drizzled his POZ seed into my boy’s opened hole, and slid in raw, lubed up with Brad’s cum as fucked it into my boy, filling him with his own seed. He inseminated my boy. After that, they decided that condoms wouldn’t be needed again. That night, I’d fucked their loads deeper into my boy’s guts without knowing it. My boy told me that he felt safe taking loads, with me rubbered-up it wasn’t like he was putting me at risk. His slimy stretched out pussy felt amazing, even through my condom. Brad and Adam repeated the rawfucking feat on Thursday, skipping condoms altogether, both Brad and Adam breeding him after taking turns coring out my boy’s recently tight hole. And now, Thursday night, here I was churning those loads in my boy’s guts with my own safe cock. I couldn’t help but shoot a huge load into the rubber reservoir. My boy poured my cum into his gooey hole and fingered himself, suggested I visit for some extra special lunchtime activities. I made sure to clear my schedule for the following afternoon. On Friday, Brad’s partner visited to bring lunch. I’d hadn’t met Jim before, but had heard he was just as hung as Brad. As he shook my hand, I shuddered when I saw the red biohazard tattoo back of his right hand. I knew Jim was just as POZ as his partner. My boy had reserved the conference room, and Jim had brought along some toys. Adam stripped my boy down and handed me a box of condoms with a wink, saying, ‘These are just for you.’ Brad bent my boy over the table as Jim lubed up an obscenely big dildo. He worked in into my boy’s hole as Adam kept his cheeks spread wide. I couldn’t help but jerk off, seeing these three guys open up my boy, his hairy pussy on display for us all to see. Brad smiled at me explaining, ‘We big guys want to last a few minutes too.’ Stretching him out helped them enjoy their bare fucks longer before getting their nut too. Brad went first. It was so hot seeing his beercan-thick cock spread my boy’s hole wide. I loved seeing Jim’s tattooed hand holding and caressing his man’s balls as they slammed into my boy. When Brad came, he came deep. Brad planted his seed so deep inside that none poured out when he pulled back. Jim took his place and took his time. He started with my boy in the same position, face down bent over the table. Jim had him flip over onto his back, never pulling out. This meant that my boy needed me to stand on one side and hold his legs back so Jim could really pound deep. He lasted a respectable amount of time and shot his POZ load deep inside my boy too. Jim pulled out and I helped my boy relax his legs for a moment. Adam sat in a big leather chair and pointed his big raw cock right up in the air. He begged me over and had me hold his cock while my boy sat right down on it. My boy’s pussy was well and truly opened up, so he took delight in sinking all the way down on it. Adam chuckled something about digging for oil, and I realized what he meant as I saw globs of Brad and Jim’s mixed cum drooling down Adam’s big cock. As I sat on the floor guiding Adam into my boy, Jim rearranged me onto all fours, so my ass was up in the air. Brad smeared some of their leaking seed onto his fingers and started working into my hole saying, ‘You know, if you take our cum you can go back to fucking your boy raw, like all of us. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?’ I couldn’t help but think it would be amazing. I let Jim finger my ass as I lapped at Adam’s big full balls. Adam concentrated on getting his load into my boy and really took his time. My boy’s legs were wearing out and he was covered in a sheen of sweat as the third big dick of the day stretched him out. When he couldn’t take it anymore, Adam relented and rewarded him with a big load shot very deeply. When he pulled out, his cock was covered in mixed clotted cum. He winked at me again. Brad and Jim got my boy back into his first position, face down leaning over the edge of the table. Jim guided my hips to my boy’s ass and Brad held the base of my condom-covered cock. Jim eased up behind me and I could feel his heat and his massive cock sticky with seed. When I fucked forward, Jim got closer to me. To pull out, I was backing onto his raw cummy cock. He slipped inside me, greased up with so much sperm. It only hurt for a minute before feeling deeply satisfying. I let out a guttural moan, and my boy grinned up at me, groaning, ‘Those big raw cocks feel so good, don’t they?’ I couldn’t help but agree. Brad still had his hand gripping the rubber ring at the base of my cock. He kept working a finger underneath, slowly rolling it up. Eventually the rubber was rolled up just around my cockhead. ‘It’s time,’ he said. Jim and Adam’s hand met Brad’s and they pulled that condom off my cock, where it was sucked inside my boy’s gaping pussy. It looked so hot seeing that biohazard-tattooed hand prying off the last barrier of protection off my cock. Feeling their spunk and how loose my boy’s cunt was felt so good. I was able to hold off cumming too soon before I felt Jim, deep inside me, growing. His cock got even bigger, balls-deep inside me, and then I felt a wet warmth spreading deep in my guts. Jim had just gushed his wet POZ load deep in my hole. We got ourselves together and cleaned up, only a little sweaty. Both my boy and I slowly leaked their cum as we went out for a beer and a late lunch. We sat around a booth, Jim, me, Brad, my boy, and Adam. I realized that Brad had one finger inside both me and my boy as we ordered our meal. Brad asked if I was happier with my boy’s stretched-out hole, and I eagerly nodded, thanking them for stretching us both out. Brad turned to my boy and asked if he was ready to start fucking me now, my own stretched-out hole now hungry for raw cock. My boy nodded and told me he couldn’t wait to get my hole stretched out and filled up by other hung buddies too. At the end of the day, he was also worried about cumming too soon when fucking me! Brad grinned saying, ‘I think we need to keep you boys both stretched out and cum-filled.’ My boy looked at me, silently pleading me to say yes. And I did. Our buddies now keep our holes stretched open, ready for raw use by any number of men. And thanks to Brad and Jim, we both regularly take raw POZ cock and cum. That, right there, is the key to a happy relationship.

Not my own dad, he was creepy and gross. But Eric's dad, and Brett's dad, and Danny's dad ,and Tim's dad, and.... Think my cum shot was probably when I was fantasizing about some friend's dad.

Seth was your typical poz bottom. Thick ass, thick cocksucking lips, and an endless lust for raw cock. Seth wash lazily finishing a cocktail at the bar when a boy caught his attention from the corner. "who's he?" seth asked the bartender. "guys name is Jake. Just made it into college on a sports scholarship last summer. hes dating a flight attendant out of town named Billy." "poz?" seth asked curiously. "no, neg top. he only ever plays safe. youd think condoms were his fetish." Where others saw a nice guy, seth saw a challenge. Jake. "Hey im seth!," Wandering over with a couple of strong drinks, he sat down nearly on top of Jake and proceeded to spend hours chatting as he bought round after round of cocktails. At some point long ago he'd switched to water while Jake finished his last shot of the evening. "hey buddy did you drive? you might need a ride home," Seth said, running his hand up and down Jakes leg absentmindedly. "s-sure" slurred Jake, as they both rose from the table and headed to Seths car, he took the opportunity to admire the outline of a fat seven inches in Jakes pants. As Jake dozed slightly on the ride, Seth reached over and slowly ran his fingers along the outline of his cock. "there we go" he said. "lets get those balls churning" pulling into the driveway, Jake roused and asked, "where are we dude?" "Oh, i didnt catch your address, so i figured you could just crash on my couch for the night. no worries buddy!" beamed Seth. Jake gave a smile and a sigh, and they both headed into the living room where Seth stripped most of his clothes off. "I dont really do pajamas, but feel free to make yourself comfy" Jake stripped off his shirt and jeans and glancing at the couch, he made out the figure of a large dog. Walking back from the kitchen with a cold glass of water Seth winced, "shit. sorry about that, her name is penny and shes practically impossible to get off the couch once shes down. Here, you can sleep in my bed. Youll wanna hydrate first though otherwise that hangover is going to be unreal" seth chided jokingly. Jake eagerly gulped down his laced water and wandered up to the bedroom with Seth. In a few minutes his heart was racing, his cock was throbbing, and he could barely keep his head up. "how ya feeling buddy?" asked Seth, as he reached over to slide Jakes boxers down. "i-cant do thiss" Jake mumbled, "boyfriend" as he softly tried to bat Seths hand away. "sure you can, relax buddy, im just stroking you. Doesnt that feel nice?" "uh huh" Jake sighed "thats right, just nice long strokes for your nice big cock. Its a little dry though so lets spit on it" Seth pursed his lips and let a thick glob of drool slowly land on the head of jakes cock, teasing it around and into the hole as he continued stroking. "I bet youre a big cummer Jake. those balls look so full. does it feel good when you pump them into your boyfriend?" Seth said as he began working them in his other hand. Jake squirmed and again tried to loose Seths grip from his rock hard erection only to be chided. "shhh none of that now, lets just relax and enjoy. You have such a pretty cock I just want to kiss it. Lets kiss your big cock" Seth again pursed his lips and placed them against the throbbing tool, slurping a few drops of warm precum from the head, he deposited it on his fingertips and began working them into his hungry poz hole. "thats right, just relax and let that precum flow." Seth carefully milked the thick cock for a steady stream of Jakes natural lube, slowly sneaking more and more of it up his hungry hole. "I have t-to stooppp" Jake moaned, pawing at Seths arm. "no baby we cant stop now, youre making so much precum and your balls are so tight. Its time to keep going baby." Seth planted another sucking wet kiss on the head of Jakes tool, dragging his sharp teeth around the piss slit until it was red, "We need to fuck dont we?" Seth asked as he rose to gently straddle Jakes toned waist "no i have a boyfriend i cant do-" Seth interrupted him with a kiss. "of course you can baby. im your boyfriend tonight and we need to keep going" Jake again sighed as Seth reached back and slowly began rocking his thick cock between his own equally thick ass and across the warm poz hole. "thats right, just look at me, relax and let your precum flow" seth whispered as the increasingly moist symphony was punctuated by Jakes pleading, "dont, we need condoms and i have a boyfriend," Seth slowly pushed jakes futile mass back down against the bed and once again hushed him "no baby if you wear a condom you cant fill my hole up. Dont you like feeling it kiss your head? Just relax and let my warm pussy kiss that nice thick head" Seth smiled as he began easing the tip of Jakes cock in and out in lewd slurps, milking the warm precum from his head and into his thirsty hole. reaching up to the headboard Seth opened a small brown bottle and placed it under Jakes nostril. "lets just relax and take a big deep breath" seth returned his hand to the thick cock snuggly tucked into his hole and began to gently stroke it. "oh, warm" Jake groaned as he gently humped. "yes baby. lets put more inside that nice warm pussy. it feels so good doesnt it?" Seth slowly rose up and down, stroking the length of Jakes bare cock in his poz hole. "i gotta cum stop" groaned Jake as Seth began to swirl his hips "no baby this is the best part, let the nice warm pussy milk all that seed out of your big balls" Jake panted and groaned in a futile attempt to prolong the inevitable. seth giggled and reached back, fondling Jakes drenched balls "just relax and cum, relax and cum" Seth chanted as Jakes eyes went wide and as if on command, his cock began belching thick neg cum into Seths greedy ass. "there we go" seth soothed as he rolled the big balls in his hand like a toy "no condoms, just cum, doesnt that feel so good?" "we gotta stop, this is wrong" jake panted, still balls deep inside Seths hot hole. "no baby lets stay inside the nice warm pussy. Once that big cock gets hard again ill milk your load right out. just relax and feel how good that pussy is" Seth coaxed, as he gently began alternating between massaging the cock in his guts, and feeding Jake more poppers.

Sorry for the Late response, WOW, Love the stool idea, I have one in the garage and didn't know what to do with it, Starting in the next few days I guess this Open Mouth Cock Sucker is going to e comfy and ready to be CUM filled, sitting.. Thanks

My married buddy showed up at my door last night. He only cums to see me when he needs a blowjob. I always take care of him but as soon as he cums in my mouth he bolts for the door. Last night I took it a bit further. I gave him a beer hoping it would relax him. It did. I could eee he was hard so I took him to my bedroom. I undressed - he’d never seen me nked before and it ws a risk he’d leave. He didn’t, he needed to cum. I undressed him which was the first time I’d seen him naked. We stood facing each other with our erections almost touching. I put my hand round his cock and told him "buddy I’m gunna suck you dry but first let me pleasure you” I got him to lie on my bed on his back, I licked his balls and took his cock in my mouth - he was loving it. Then I raised his legs and licked behind his balls, further and further until my tongue was in his ass. He tried to say “don’t do that’ but his body and moans gave him away. For the first time I was young fucking this stud's asshole. Fuck he tasted good. After I’d licked his ass for a while, I lay on my belly and told him to climb on my back and shove his cock in my ass. He did mount me and I felt his hard cock between my cheeks and he pressed his helmet on my hole but he stopped and got off. He said he wsn’t ready. I said ok, but when you are it will be the best fuck you’ve ever had. I got my mouth back on his cock and sucked him balls deep. He shot hard and emptied his nuts in my mouth. I thanked hi for his load and told him he’s a fucking stud. Unusually he didn't make a run for the door but stayed naked in my bed chatting. I told him I will always be there for him whenever he needs a blowjob but he should really fuck my ass. I’ve got a big beefy ass and he can fuck me as hard as he wants. He stayed so long that he was hard again, I persuaded him to touch my ass and get a good look at my hole - I said - “see how tight it is - you will love it round your cock” He wasn't put off and touched my asshole and butt for a few minutes but he was ready to cum again so I blew him a second time. I told him I Only wanted to serve him and he should cum over more often. I will always be available to take care of his needs unlike (I guess his wife). He got dressed except for his tight black trunks. I asked him if I could keep them,. He said yes and asked why. I told him they smelled good and sweaty and I was gunna sniff them while I jerk off after he left - he seemed flattered. I told him to cum back soon and fuck my ass or at least get your cock sucked. I hope my next post about him will be about how he fucked and loaded my ass.

Yep, that's it's! Thanks man.

I feel the same way. Now that I have accepted my new reality as a cumdump I want bare cock and loads all the time. I find myself thinking about trying to find places where there are dozens of horny men, like barracks or homeless encampments or construction crews and letting them fuck me till they have nothing left. sometimes when im getting fucked in the darkroom at the bookstore i slap my ass and moan for more after each load. Just cant get enough.

Chapter 3 when the applause died down everyone walked up to me and started to touch my body just like before. I loved all the attention they were giving to my nipples cock and ass they all made me feel so welcomed and so horny. My new boss stood up there next to me and gave me a grand introduction. Boys this is Chad and he has been accepted as our new house boy. This brought on another round of applause and cheering from everyone. So now we must christien him into his new role and new life the only way we know how to so i hope everyone has saved up their loads because everyone here needs to put a load in this boy before the end of the night to make sure his new status is brought on quickly. I want everyone to form a line one for poz and one with aids so we can make sure Chad knows how serious we are about making him a member of our life, As hosts and roommates we will have the first crack at his neg cherry. With that they rolled over a fuck bench to the pedistal and each man there was forming two lines as instructed behind the two signs on the floor i just now saw. One had poz and a biohazard sign on it and the other had aids and a skull and crossbones on it. They also put a few cameras on tripods around the fuck bench to get everything on film. My new boss carried me to the fuck bench and positioned me on it and handcuffed my wrists and ankels to the sides and everyone formed around me gropping eachother to keep eachother hard for what is to be a long night ahead. My new bosses were the closest near me since they were going to be the first to go at my ass and their death sticks were raging hard with their toxic precum dripping from their cocks. I licked my lips and was eager to start this night off right. My boss with the biggest cock was positioning himself to my ass and my boss with aids was starting to shove his aids cock in my mouth. Lucky for me I have no gag reflex so he was able to slide it all at once down my throat with no problem causing the group around me to burst into applause with my accomplishment while my other boss shoved his entire cock in one fell swoop causing me to moan in extreme pain and pleasure. I felt like my ass was split in two and was on fire. I bucked hard in pain and did all I could not to bite into the cock in my mouth. Thankfully someone shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose and the pain quickly turned to pleasure and they then both pile drived into me causing me more and more pleasure. I could start to feel both of them start to swell more and more and then with one final slam they both unloaded their toxic cum into my holes causing me to moan loudly and shoot one of my last neg loads. They both pulled out of me and as i could feel the cum dripping from my hole someone played over the loudspeaker ROUND 2 and the party was in full swing.

hot! you sound like me. its so hot to get fucked bareback by so many men on a regular basis and have absolutely no idea who they are or what they look like. knowing that the men who fuck us don't give a fuck about us or think of us as anything more than sub-human fucktoys for them to use and trash. my uncle trained me by having me take loads blindfolded all the time so I could get used to being fucked by anyone. then I had a boyfriend who loved taking me to the bathhouse and blindfolding me to watch me take loads all night and starting in highschool I spent hours everyday taking anon loads through glory holes and started taking anon blindfolded apartment pump and dumps plus getting whored out online to men who would come by the tiny bachelor apartment on Homewood and blow loads in my ass while I was blindfolded.I can understand why men have no respect for us and think we are disgusting trash but I don't care. all that matters to faggots like us is getting more and more loads shot up our asses by total anonymous strangers.

As things come back to some level of normalcy now its fun to see what fun is starting to happen in public again. Saturday night I was out at a local bar that has been known to have a very busy men's room for some fun. After putting my phone and wallet in my front pocket so its harder to have them stolen I went into the men's room to see what I could find. This room is not large but there were a good dozen guys in there of all sorts, some just watching and some actively looking for fun. I see one cute guy sucking a few cocks, he stands up and is stroking the one he was just sucking on. I pulled my cock out and stroke it a few times to start to get it hard. He grabs it and strokes me some more and liked finding my PA, so he bends down to suck on me. His pants were around his ankles so I tried to see if I could raise his ass up and let someone else fuck him while he sucked on me. After sucking for a bit he stood up and turned around to face the wall and begged me to fuck him. What was I too do but give the boy what he asked for. I pushed him forward and slowly slid my cock into him. someone nearby had some poppers so I borrowed them and fed the boy poppers while taking a nice whiff myself. I started to pound the boy hard. Slowing down I whispered in his ear "what do you want?" He told me he wanted my load. So I asked him again what he wanted louder seeing what he would respond just as much and he did. Begging for my load. Holding his hips and slamming into him I unloaded my full balls into his needy hole. I pulled out and put my cock away. As I am standing there watching a few things go on I see this cute guy walk in and watch him, he comes up to the guy I just dropped my load into who is now getting sucked off by someone else and the new guy tells him to stop. he says this is my boyfriend and I am here to protect him. All I could think of was too late now that he has my load in his hole.

Most of the loads I get are anonymous. Either because I’m blindfolded in my apartment door is left open for men to use my body as they want, through glory holes or bent over in the park at night. I don’t need to see their face as long as my body is there is a receptacle for their seed that’s all that matters

Thank you sir for remembering me from my CL days. I have only become more wantan and pathetic, craving anonymous cocks more and more, and waiting for my first bareback load. The feeling of dressing like a slut, being restrained and helpless as a Real Man touches my body and tells me what he is going to do with it and there is nothing I can do to stop him. Just the idea of being tricked out to groups of men, and used for their sexual pleasure, while I am helpless and defenseless, and enticing them more by struggling against the restraints holding me in place for the next Alpha Male to release his seed into one of my holes, is intoxicating to me.

I have to admit I’m a quiet top and have to remember to talk. Think it’s because I learned having sex in places I wasn’t suppose to, so I had to be quiet, quick and discreet.

Just fucked a well known cumdump in West Hollywood. His smooth pussy was gaping and cum dripped down his leg. When I left I saw two other men approaching his apartment so I walked back and watched. He didn’t even look back to see who was using him.

My married buddy came over yesterday. Usually he cums in the morning desperate for a blowjob but yesterday he came over at 11pm. Turned out he’d had an argument with his wife. Still I was pleased that he brought his hardon to me. As usual he said, “suck me bro” I gotta cum. I got on my knees nd pulled down his sweats. As usual he smells great - real sweaty. I was staring at his hard cock and heavy balls. I asked if he’d ever worn a cockring, he said no so I asked if I could put one on him. He agreed so I got my heavy chrome donut - its in 2 pieces that bolts together so easy to put on. I fastened it round his cock and balls to which he said “fuck that feels great” I went to town on his cock and sucked hard on his shaft and he shot his hot sperm into my mouth. He seemed reluctant to leave - normally he’s out the door like a shot - so I asked him if he wanted to stay the night - he said yes. I gave him a couple of large whiskeys and we got into bed together. He actually spooned me and seemed comfortable so I got up, went to the bathroom, douched my hole and put in a butt plug. In the morning I got up before he was awake and took out the plug - my hole was open and ready - I got back into be and we spooned, I felt his cock grow against my ass. I reached round and guided his cock into my hole. He pushed in! I moaned, he moaned and started slowly fucking me. I said “don’t hold back - you can fuck me as hard as you want” he thrust in to me and I rolled on my belly, he was on top and finally, he was fucking me. He fucked me for 10 minutes then pumped his seed into me. He rolled off and said “I fukkin needed that” I told him he can fuck me any time he wants - or just a blowjob - whatever he needs. I know I can give him better and more powerful orgasm than his wife.

Chapter 3 As we walked out of the door, several people were walking towards the door. I initially became aware of my appearance, wearing only the shirt and jockstrap, and then really focused on what was clearly written on the front of the shirt. I began to get nervous and wanted to run. But again, the meth took control, and I just kept walking. Several people made faces and comments and steered clear of the three of us. As we were walking across the parking lot, a couple of guys, not appearing to be together, stared intensely at me, eyeing me up and down. Their leering continued, and they each grabbed their crotch. Sir Y saw this and just told them, “He’s available if you want.” I was slightly shocked and frightened by this. They looked at Sir Y incredulously and looked at each other, and they nodded. Sir Y said to me, “Go around the building faggot, there’s a garbage bin area.” I looked at him and the other men, briefly apprehensive about what was going on. Sir Y’s face began to change, and I knew not to fight. I walked to the end of the building and turned the corner. As he said there would be, I saw a gated area that contained a garbage dumpster. I walked to the gate, looked back to see the four men walking towards me, and then opened the gate and walked in. The structure, a rectangular brick wall enclosure, provided several feet on each side of the dumpster. I walked in, and not knowing what Sir Y wanted me to do, moved about halfway in and got on my knees, immediately feeling the concrete scrape my knees. Sir Y, his friend, and the two guys walked in. As one of the guys started to close the gate, Sir Y told him, “It stays open or nothing happens. The faggot wants to be seen by anyone.” The guy who was closing the gate stopped and looked at the other guy. He just shrugged his shoulders and moved further in as he began unbuckling his belt. I watched as he approached me, followed by the other guy. Neither guy would be considered handsome and had slight stomachs. Before today, I would not have considered them as sexual partners and I doubt they would have picked me out either. The first guy to reach me pulled his semi-hard cock out of his denim jeans as he approached me. As he reached me, I immediately opened my mouth and he pushed his dick in. I began sucking him, getting him hard as he began to get more and more aggressive. He seemed to be about 6-7” hard and not overly thick; a nice average cock. He grabbed my head and began thrusting hard into my mouth. I saw the other guy move to the side, his cock hard and huge. He was watching and jerking what appeared to be at least 9” and as thick as Sir Y. Sir Y was watching and told the guys, “The faggot has a cunt too, not just his mouth.” The first guy pulled out of my mouth and said, “Get up faggot.” I stood up and knowing what was expected, turned around and bent over. The second guy moved to in front of me and grabbed my head, telling me to open my mouth. He immediately shoved his cock as far in my throat as he could. The guy behind me saw the base of the plug and tried removing it, only to get stopped barely after he began pulling. He asked Sir Y, “How big is this? I can’t get it out.” Sir Y told him, “Move” and then told Jose, “Take it out of him.” Jose moved to my ass and told the other guy, “Spread him open.” I felt my ass get spread wide. Jose then told the guy in my mouth, “Get ready to get your dick the rest of the way in the faggot’s throat.” The guy said, “Fuck yeah, this is gonna be good. He’s only got about 6” in, 4” more to go.” I felt Jose grab the base of the buttplug and laughed, “You asked for this faggot.” With the last word out of his mouth, he yanked as hard as he could and I screamed as the plug was ripped out of my cunt, stretching it hard and wide, painfully as he could. As my scream began, the guy in my mouth immediately grabbed the back of my head and shoved the remaining inches of his huge cock deeper into my throat, cutting off both my scream and my airway as my nose was pressed tightly into his hairy and slightly smelly crotch. The guy behind me said, “Holy shit, that had to destroy his hole.” Sir Y corrected him, “It’s a cunt. And that’s what he wants. Now fuck him or get going.” The guy moved behind me and I felt him slide all the way in. I only felt because his pelvis hit my cheeks’; my hole was stretched so wide at first that I couldn’t feel his dick. The guy complained, “Faggot, you better tighten that cunt for me.” It took several seconds, but I was able to clamp my cunt enough that he said, “That’s better” as he began pumping in and out. Sir Y told him, “Harder, fuck him like you know you really want to. Fuck him up.” With that permission, the guy said, “Fuck yeah.” He immediately went into overdrive, pulling out and then slamming back in, harder and harder each time. The guy in my mouth began pulling out and pushing back in, getting more intense each thrust. He told me to look up at him, which I did. He immediately spit on my face, telling me, “You want my cum don’t you?” I nodded and tried to plead as much as I could. He looked at me and said, with sadistic glee, “I only cum when I fuck, so this load goes in your cunt faggot. And it’s gonna hurt.” This guy, with no regard for me, asked Sir Y, “What’s the limit for this faggot?” Sir Y responded, “Do what you want to do.” The guy said, “Really? What EVER I want to?” Sir Y said, “Yes. Tell us what it is you want to do. Though I think I already know.” The guy in me chuckled and said, “Damn your nasty. I gotta take a mean piss, and I don’t want to pull out.” Sir Y said, “Then don’t.” I tried shaking my head, and tried pleading with my eyes. The guy looked down at me, smirked, and asked, “You want my piss, faggot?” I tried shaking my head but stopped when I felt him start pissing anyway. He laughed and said, “Who the fuck cares what you want faggot. Dressed like you are, taking a dick up your cunt out in the open, you’re in no position to say what you want.” He pressed his dick back into my throat and let loose. I felt the piss slide down my throat. I couldn’t swallow or spit it up, but just felt the hot piss going down my throat. After about 10 seconds, the flow stopped and I was thankful it was all over. He pulled his cock, still amazingly hard, out of my throat and into my mouth. He stopped with just the head in my mouth and told me, “Tighten your lips and don’t spill any.” Disgusted by what was happening, as piss play had never been anything I wanted, I reluctantly tightened my lips and he sighed as the piss began again. Now that I tasted it and was able to gag on it, I did. The taste was horribly bitter and very hot. I tried not to swallow, but he just looked at me and said, “Swallow it before it chokes you.” Again, now with tears of shame and disgust falling down my face, I began to swallow it, doing so as I simultaneously tried to not gag and throw up. I heard the guy in my ass mutter, “Disgusting faggot,” as he slammed into me one last, hard time. He groaned, “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,” as he began shooting deep in me. I clamped my hole as tightly as I could and he groaned again, “FUCK, tighten that cunt and work my load out. You disgusting fag. Just taking a load without knowing who it’s from.” After about 10 seconds of shooting multiple ropes of cum, he stopped and slowly pulled his softening dick out. The guy in my mouth finished pissing and slammed his cock down my throat one last time. He held me there, making me fear that he was going to kill me by not letting me breathe. He watched me intently, smirking at the fear in my eyes as I began to lose what little air I had. He pulled out of my mouth, laughing as I spit and choked in air. “Turn around and give me your cunt, faggot.” Without standing up, I maneuvered myself around, presenting my cunt to the 10” inch cock. I came face to cock with the soft cock that had just blown a huge load up my ass. The guy was looking around for something to clean his cock off when I opened my mouth. Sir Y told him, “Make him clean you off. He needs to learn that’s his role.” The guy just whistled, muttered, “Fuck,” and then slid his soft cock in my mouth. I was amazed that, though soft, his cock was still about the same length. I began sucking his dick, making sure to get all the cum, a mixture of his and Sir and Jose’s loads, from his cock and pubic hair, as well as his balls. In addition to the cum, I tasted something bitter and figured that was the taste of meth. I was so focused on the dick in my mouth, that I almost forgot about the monster dick behind. That forgetfulness ended as the dick was slammed into my cunt, this time slamming into that second hole before he could get balls deep. The guy told me, “Open that fucking hole or I’m going to.” I did not know how to do it and then the guy pulled out. I heard a moan from the guy in my mouth and felt him start to piss. “Swallow faggot, you seem to like drinking piss.” The guy behind me again slammed deep into my cunt, again hitting that hole deep inside. Sir Y told him, “Keep pushing, break him open.” The guy grabbed my hips and pulled me backward as he continued to push forward. I felt the head of his cock pressing hard and then felt it; the hole deep in me was finally broken open, and I felt his head breach it and the rest of his cock slide in. Sir Y told him, “Stay still, and wait until this guy is finished.” The guy in my mouth finished pissing and I realized I had swallowed it all, with no gagging. He slowly pulled out and spat in my mouth, “Damn faggot, that was hot. Swallow my spit.” I looked at him as closed my mouth, swallowed his spit, and said, “Thank you for cumming in my ass and pissing down my throat.” He looked at me and just said, “I can’t believe this.” He looked at Sir Y and said, “I was not expecting anything like this to happen at the DM fucking V.” Sir Y responded, “This faggot has been wanting this and is getting it.” I saw him hand the guy a card and say, “Text this number if you want him again. Feel free to share the number with anyone you want.” The guy took the card, looked at and said he would. He moved aside and began getting himself dressed so he could leave. He looked at his watch and said, “Damn faggot, you made me miss my appointment. I’ll have to make you pay for that next time.” I looked at him and said, “I’m sorry Sir.” Sir Y told the guy in my ass, “You still hard and ready to fuck?” The guy slowly moved back and forth in my cunt and said, “Just a few seconds to get fully hard again and yeah, I’ll be ready.” Sir Y said, “Good. We’re gonna record this.” The guy hesitated and said, “Record it? I’m not sure about that.” Sir Y looked at him and told him, “You’re gonna do it if you want to keep fucking him. Your face won’t be recorded. Just your dick as you fuck him and his face as you wreck his inner cunt hole. IS THAT CLEAR?” The guy said, “As long as my face stays out, hell yeah it’s okay.” Sir Y addressed Jose, “Get ready boy, I want you to catch some good video.” Jose grabbed his phone out of his pocket, set up to record and said, “Ready Sir.” Sir Y told the guy behind me, “Pull all the way out and let him get a shot of your cock and the faggot’s cunt.” The guy said, “Get over here and get ready.” I felt Jose move around me and get right next to the guy. “You ready?” and Jose said, “Ready.” With no further warning, the fucker ripped his dick all the way out of my cunt, with as much speed and force as he could. Sir Y said, “Good job, you know what he needs.” Jose said, “Fuck, you pulled his lips out; now he really does look like he has a cunt.” I groaned in pain as the reverse violation occurred, the pain from his cock head being yanked out from that inner hole was excruciating. Sir Y looked down at me and said, “I told you I knew how to open that inner hole. Now, tell me, and the camera what you want.” Jose moved back in front of me, getting a clear image of my face. “Please Sir, can I have another rock? I need more. Then please have the man behind me rape my cunt as hard as he wants.” Sir Y said, “That’s more than I was expecting, but since you asked nicely, yes.” Sir grabbed his baggie out of his packet and I was able to see it for the first time. The guy behind me said, “Oh, hell yeah. This is going to be fun. I had a feeling he was spun. Let me get him even more spun.” Sir Y opened the baggie and took out a piece. I looked at him and said, “Sir, may I choose one?” Sir looked down at me and said, “If you do, it better not be a weak piece.” I said, “It won’t be Sir,” and he handed me the bag, after putting the piece he had back in. Without hesitation, I grabbed the piece that caught my eye. It was the largest piece in the bag, about as large as the one Sir had given me in the bathroom. I looked up at him as he smiled, “You’re a fucking meth whore aren’t you?” “I’m your meth whore Sir.” He took the bag back and told me, “Give him the rock.” I turned as best I could, reaching my hand back, making sure not to drop the rock. I handed it to the fucker and simply said, “Please shove this in my cunt and rape fuck me.” He took it from me and said, “My pleasure cunt fag.” Jose, without being told, moved back behind me in order to capture this. The man told me, “Spread your cheeks so we can get a clear shot.” I reached back and spread my ass open. I heard Jose say, “Okay, he’s ready.” I felt fingers at my hole, and I felt the rock being rubbed around my cunt, slid in and pulled out. “Please Sir, shove it in me. I need it. Please.” “Ready?” “Ready.” I felt the fingers jammed into my cunt, shoving deep in as the rock was pushed in. I felt the scrape and the burn. I pushed back, wanting the rock as deep in me as possible. The guy said, “Fuck, you are hungry.” I realized as I reached the base, that he had three fingers all the way in, but I still needed more. Bigger. “Please, give me something big,” I said this as I began rocking back and forth on his fingers, slamming down each time. “Bigger? Like my dick back in your cunt?” I looked at Sir Y, who was looking down at me, seeming to already know what was going to happen. He nodded his head and quietly said, “Do it faggot.” I pushed back down the guys fingers and said, “Bigger. Bigger than your cock.” The guy asked, “What the fuck is bigger than…” and then paused. “Are you saying what I think you are? If so, you need to ask me. No you need to beg me.” “Please Sir, give me more. G-g-give me your fist. Fist my cunt. Fist my cunt out here where anyone can see.” “Holy fuck. I can’t believe it. You sure?” “Yes, give me your fist.” He yanked his three fingers out, pulling cum out with him. I felt him place his fingers back at my hole and I immediately started pushing back. I felt my hole stretch open as I rode down his hand. He pushed forward and his hand moved up into me. I could still feel the rock burning as it melted inside my cunt. I pushed back as far as I could, but could not get all the way down. He tried pushing, but there seemed to be no way my hole would stretch enough. Even as the meth took full control, and I rode up and down on his hand, my hole stopped at the widest part of his hand. Sir Y looked down at me and said, “You begged for this faggot, you better get it in there.” He tossed the guy a bottle of lube and said, “Get the rest of your hand lubed.” The guy moved his hand out of my cunt and poured lube on his hand and my cunt. Sir Y told him, “Get down on your knees faggot,” which I did. The guy behind me said, “Oh yeah,” and I felt him follow suit. Sir Y took the baggie out again and handed the guy another shard. “Shove this in him and give it a few seconds to get him fully spun.” The guy shoved as deep as he could, held his fingers in and held the rock to my cunt walls. I felt the burn start quickly and intensely. My head began to swim, and my ears began to ring. It got hard to breathe, and I coughed when I could not breathe. Sir Y said, “He’s ready. DO IT.” The guy pulled out, prepped his hand and pushed in again. I wobbled, but was able to steady myself and push back to meet him. Again, the hand was resisted. Sir Y got down in front of me, took hold of my shoulders and said, “Take it faggot. Take that man’s hand.” “Pull out.” I felt the hand pull out from my cunt. “All together on three,” Sir said to the guy. The fingers, with more lube, were placed back at my hole. “One.” The fingers slid in a little “Now.” Sir pushed me backwards as the man shoved his hand into my cunt. Without being aware of it happening, I was not prepared to resist. I screamed out as, with some resistance, the hand fully breached my cunt. “Oh fuck, please no. Take it out. It’s too much.” As if as one, all three men said, “Shut the fuck up faggot.” Sir Y looked at me and said, “You begged for this faggot, it’s not ending because you want to be a pussy. It ends when I decide it ends.” The guy behind me moaned out, “Fuck. My hand is in his cunt. Fucking amazing.” I continued to moan and whimper, “Please. Oh god it hurts.” I felt the guy start moving his fingers around in my cunt, causing even more pain. And then it happened. I couldn’t tell when, but gradually, the pain disappeared. He found my prostate and began applying pressure to it. The fullness moved from painful to pleasure. Sir Y saw the look in my face, my eyes rolling up as I moaned. “Give me the camera. Look at me faggot.” I struggled to focus. “Now faggot.” I was able to focus on him and the camera in my face. “Oh god, it…” “Tell us faggot.” “It, it…” “Faggot, tell us what’s going on in that cunt of yours.” “It feels so full, oh Sir, it’s so full.” “That’s what you begged for faggot. Isn’t it? You wanted his fist didn’t you. Were you so stupid and so fucked up that you begged him to shove his whole hand in you? Isn’t that what you wanted?” I groaned as the guy continued moving his hand, slowly turning it, pushing in a bit more, and then hitting my prostate again, eliciting another whimper from me. “Yes, yes Sir. I begged him to fist my cunt. I begged him to fist my meth whore cunt. I needed it.” “Yes faggot, you did beg him for it. Now, beg him for what you need now.” “Sir? What I need?” “Yes faggot, focus on that man’s hand in your cunt. Feel that meth in you, controlling you, demanding what you need. Now tell him.” I did as Sir Y said, focusing on the meth spiral I was in and the hand in me. The wall came down and I knew. “Please Sir, fuck me with your hand. Fist me and wreck my cunt.” As I said this, I pulled forward before pushing back on his hand, trying to get more of it in. “Oh, faggot. I’m going to give you that, and you’re gonna keep begging for more.” “Get the camera back here, you’re going to want this.” Jose took the camera and moved back. The guy pulled backward, stretching my hole to it’s widest as he rested his hand at the widest point of his wrist before sliding back in. He did this several times, twisting his hand each time. I continued to moan and whimper, but was also pushing back on his hand. I looked up and noticed a couple more guys standing at the gate, watching me get fisted, on my knees, in a garbage area. This is what I needed to be. I looked at Sir Y and said, “Thank you Sir. This is for you.” When I felt the hand in my cunt start to pull backward again, I pulled forward. This time his hand did not stop. I groaned as I pulled my whole cunt off his hand. Jose and the man both said, “Fuck, look at that cunt.” I reached back and felt it. The cunt was open wide and the lips were stretched out. Before anything could be done to stop me, I pushed back, slamming my cunt back over his hand, not letting it stop at the widest part. I rode my cunt all the way back and over his wide part until he fully breached me again. “Please, fist my faggot cunt.” For the next several minutes, he fisted me deep, pulling out and slamming in, going deeper and deeper each time. As he continued to hit my prostate, I felt an orgasm coming on. Sir Y saw the look on my face and said, “What do you want boy?” I looked him in the eyes and said, “ I want to make myself cum with his hand in me.” “Do it boy, shoot your faggot cum on the ground.” I pressured my cunt walls and rode his hand so that it continued to hit my prostate. Within a minute, I felt it. I groaned as my dick started spewing cum all over the ground. I whimpered in pleasure and the guy groaned, “Fuck dude you’re gonna break my wrist.” After what seemed like an hour of cumming, I was spent. My hole relaxed as I slumped face first into the ground. The guy slowly pulled his hand out and with one last effort, he said to Jose, “Final wreckage.” I heard him lube up again, and I pleaded, “No more.” “Fuck you faggot. I told you I only cum when I fuck, and you’re not going to shoot your load and leave me with blue balls. Now keep your fucking mouth shut. Except to groan in pain when I do what I’m gonna do, cause it’s gonna hurt.” “N..” I felt it. His clenched fist. At my cunt lips. Then I felt him pushing forward. My mind broke at that moment. This was too much, this was not what I wanted. It was. I pushed back with what energy I had. “That’s it faggot, take it.” The pain was overwhelming and I lost all focus on the world around me. My entire world was my cunt as his clenched fist broke through and slid in me, stretching me wider than before. “Oh fuck, Sir. Oh fuck.” “Damn faggot, I didn’t think you could take it.” As if getting a renewed lease on life, I got back up and shocked everyone. I pulled myself off, completely, from his clenched fist. Before he could do anything more, I then pushed back, immediately taking it back in my wrecked cunt. He then took over, pulling out and pushing back in a few more times. He groaned after several of these, “I need to shoot my load.” I begged him, “Please shove it in me” He began to pull out and I tightened my hole. “Shove it in me.” “What the…” “Please, do it.” He maneuvered himself up, placed his lubed dick at my hole, and began pushing in. “SHOVE IT IN ME!!!” He realized what I meant and said, “You got it faggot.” With that, he pushed as hard as he could and slammed that huge cock, through my already stuffed cunt, and slid it into me. “Fuck me mother fucker. Fuck my cunt and shoot your load in it.” With that, he began slowly, and then with increasing force, began fucking my cunt alongside his hand. “OH FUCK!!!” “Oh fuck, beg me bitch. Beg me for my load.” “Fuck me Sir, blow your load in me. Shoot your load deep in me.” “Oh yeah you fucking faggot.” I did not expect what was coming next. All at once, he pulled backwards and yanked his fist and cock out at the same time. I groaned loudly as the pressure was immense and wonderful. He then rammed that dick deep in me, breaching that inner hole again, painfully. He did this three or four more times, pulling all the way out before slamming back in. “Oh fuck. Faggot, take my load.” He slammed in one last time, past that inner hole and began jerking, shooting a huge load deep in me. He jammed in and out several times, making sure that every drop got far in my cunt. He fell on my back, in exhaustion, causing me to fall forward on the ground. I could feel his breathing, and it sounded as if he was crying. I felt tears coming down on my face as he told me, “You broke me faggot. I’ve never been that hardcore. You broke me.” After several minutes of us lying there, with Sir Y, Jose, and the now three guys watching, he pulled out of me. He held my cheeks wide, for Jose to get a final shot. Jose put the phone in front of my face and I smiled in exhaustion as I looked at my cunt. I wanted it wrecked, and it was as close to wrecked as it could be. It was still open, with the gash now looking to be about three to four inches high and at least an inch wide. I could see the red of the walls of my cunt and cum leaking out. I noticed the butt plug still sitting on the ground where Jose had dropped it. He saw my gaze and just asked, “You or me?” “You.” He picked it up, moved behind me and told me, “On your knees faggot.” I managed to push myself up and was prepared for the plug. I heard lube being smeared and was sure it was on the plug. Then I heard him say, “May I Master?” Sir Y looked at me and then at him and said, “Yes.” Without notice, I felt Jose’s hand slide up in me, with no resistance. He then added his dick, with very little resistance. I felt movement, realizing what was happening. He grabbed his dick and began jerking off. Within a minute, I heard his breathing deepen. “Oh fuck, faggot I’m jerking off in your cunt. Take it.” My hole stretched even wider, but I was so far gone that it didn’t hurt, as he shot his load deep in me. After a minute of cooling down, he pulled his soft cock and then his hand, out of me. I then felt the tip of the butt plug. He pushed it and with no resistance, it slid all the way in. I collapsed on the ground. I was done. At least I thought I was….

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

Not gona use it.

I went to Pig Week last year. I had been on PrEP for a while but part of me really wanted to get pozzed. I was sorta playing games with taking my PrEP – only taking it on days I went to the gym or took loads. My doctor wasn't happy about it, but I told him I took at least 4 a week, which is what they say gives you protection. Well, the week before Pig Week was busy and with Thanksgiving and getting stuff done, and I arrived in Ft. Lauderdale having only taken three the week before and none the last two days. Pig Week was scheduled to start on Saturday, but I got there the day before. I wanted to get things started off right with a gangbang in my motel. I billed it as a conversion party and told all the tops to pretend they were toxic, even if they weren't. I figured since I was on PrEP nothing would actually happen. Then again I hadn't taken my pills the last couple days, but that risk sorta turned me on. The gangbang went well. I had over a dozen guys show up I think. Since I was blindfolded I wasn't quite sure. I counted 15 times guys blew their load in my ass, but I'm pretty sure some of those were repeats. Their poz talk got pretty aggressive with the guys standing around egging whoever was fucking me to poz me. They kept going on about how toxic the loads were and that this was the night I was gonna become poz. I loved it and kept begging for their dirty loads telling them to knock me up and poz my hole. After the gangbang I was hungry for more, so I headed to Clubhouse II to take more loads. Stayed there about 3 hours and got 8 more loads. But even after 23 loads, I was hungry for more, so I headed to Slammer where guys loved my cummy hole and dumped 5 more loads in. It was the best night of my life, sexually, and I headed back to the motel on a high. I always take my PrEP before going to bed, so when I got back to the motel I grabbed the bottle and something seemed wrong. It was too light. I opened it and there were no pills inside. Just a note saying "Stop playing games. You clearly want to be poz, so just let it happen." I was a bit numb. There I was with 28 loads of cum in my ass, some of which was probably toxic, and I didn't have any PrEP, and hadn't taken any in a few days. There was nothing I could really do. I'd already paid in advance for most of the vacation. It's not like you can just go into the pharmacy and ask for more Truvada – even if I could get them to fill the script, it's really expensive (it's not like insurance was gonna pay twice for the same meds). But the note was right. I did wanna be poz. So as it all sank in I realized this was the week I was gonna become poz, so I might as well make the most of it. I went to bed pretty conflicted, but also sorta excited. I mean what better week to bug chase than Pig Week? That next week I went to every sex party I could. Basically I was a slut and spent every waking hour hunting for and taking dick and loads. I spent HOURS at the bathhouses. I think I took over 200 loads. I mean I literally let anyone and every one fuck me. A lot of the sex parties were filmed and I made a point of getting my face in as many shots as possible. If I was gonna do this, I was gonna do it right and become a public cumdump. I couldn't exactly say "poz me" in a porn video, so I'd say stuff like "Give me that dirty load", and "Knock me up Daddy!", and "Make me yours…" Some of the tops didn't get what I was trying to say, but a few clearly did. It seemed to really motivate them to dump their load in my ass. I think guys were talking behind my back as well, but I wasn't sure what exactly was being said of me. But I'd have these random guys show up at my door saying "I hear you're taking all loads – I wanna breed you" and then not take no for an answer. The last night this car pulled up as I was getting back to my motel. A hot daddy rolled down the window and said "get in, slut"… I recognized him from a couple of the parties. He'd dumped a few loads in me. I was wiped by this point, but didn't ask questions. I just got in. 15 minutes later we were at someone's house. There were a bunch of cars parked around it. We went in and in one room there was a bed and about a half dozen guys. I recognized all of them from the parties I'd been to, bathhouses, and even 1-on-1s at my room. Then one of the guys told me that one of the tops who was there had been at "my so-called conversion party" and noticed the Truvada in the bathroom and realized I was faking it. They were really glad I made the most of it and been a proper bug chaser the past 10 days. But since the PrEP was now probably out of my system, it was time to have real conversion party – the one I should have had at the beginning of the week. The guy also said that all the tops there had viral loads over 10,000, one had a viral load over a million. One of the tops even had a Truvada resistant strain – so even if I'd found a way to get more PrEP they would have made sure I wound up poz (they really don't like guys who do fake conversion parties). I knew it was actually more like 12 days I'd been off Truvada, and hadn't taken it every day before that. I doubt I had much of any protection – and here I was about to knowingly take toxic loads from a half dozen guys. This was my time to get pozzed… (If it hadn't happened already.) I got on the bed as instructed, on my belly, and each of the guys fucked me one after the other. About half the guys gave me a second load. There was a fair amount of poz talk, but it just didn't seem quite as necessary when you know it's the real thing. And the best part was they got it all on video. When it was over I laid there with 9 or 10 highly toxic loads marinating in my ass. A few of the guys stayed around. One told me they weren't done with me yet. They tied me to the bed face down so I couldn't roll over. "We don't want any of the loads coming out" was the explanation. Then another guy came into the room and pulled out a tattoo gun and proceeded to give me a biohazard tramp stamp. When he was done the host said "Now everyone will know you're a poz slut every time you bend over and you're shirt pulls up a bit. Every time you go to the beach, or change your clothes at the gym. You're a marked man now." I tried to sleep that night, but too many emotions were going through my head, and I couldn't really get comfortable since I was tied to the bed. Plus, every hour or two someone would come in and dump another load in me. So even if I was sleeping, I'd get woken up. But by that time they were actually a bit tender with me, calling me their "poz brother". Late the next morning they let me go with a warning – "Stay off meds for at least two years. We stole your PrEP, we'll find a way to steal your HIV meds if you go on them. Make us proud and pass on the strains we gave you! If you don't, we'll release the video of you begging to get pozzed." About a week and a half later I came down with the fuck flu. Pig Week had indeed made me into a proper pig! And there's videos of it all! If only guys knew that I was getting pozzed in those videos they're watching online… And the best part is I found out my strain is resistant to PrEP, so I can knock up Truvada Whores who think they're protected Gotta say, being poz is fun! I'm glad that guy stole my PrEP and made me embrace my destiny…

I just did 15 minutes ago.....now he’s in fucking my son....

Chapter 7: More Fun and Games (Sorry for the delay between chapters, this one is short, but it is setting up for what have been planning for chapter 8) Jason reluctantly untied the rope he used to bind our balls together, playfully tugging at them as he undid the knot. All the while, he and I were still pushing the double header back and forth. The chems from earlier still drowning my brain in a lust filled craze. “oh fuck son” I mumbled as I writhed in the pool of our sweat and piss. Jason had more planned though as he began to pull away, the dildo coming out of his stretched hole with a wet plop sound before he began to climb over me, straddling his gaping hole over my face before pulling the rest of the double header from my hole. “Time for some of what Matt and I call Arm Wrestling” Jason said as he began to work his hand into the cavernous gape the giant toy had left. Taking the hint, I reached my arm forward and slid my hand into his gaped mancunt with little resistance, the thick coat of piggy fuck-slime coating us both had each of our bodies fully lubed, and after all we had put each others asses through, we were both quickly punch fucking each other. I would pull one fist out of his slick wet hole before punching the other one in, switching back and forth before trying to work more and more of my other hand in at the same time. Jason was making similar efforts with my hole, although as I heard him say, “oh fuck dad, you are taking both hands forearm deep” that it was clear he was going faster than me. I wasn't entirely sure what the goal of his version of arm wrestling was, but as far as I was concerned, since I had my bodybuilder son's sweaty piss covered body grinding against me as we we in a fisting 69, I was winning. We rolled and re-positioned each other on our sides to gain better access and I lost track of time as we worked to further stretch each others holes to their obscene limits. The pig stink funk fully filling the room as we rutted in each others gapes. The Tina still keeping me with limp party dick, but it was leaking a mix of piss and precum like a faucet; with Jason's rock hard rod leaking similarly between us. “Oh fuck yeah dad, Take it” Jason would say in between outbursts of “oh yeah, right there daddy” as I slid my fingers along the insides of my boys ass. I did the best I could to try to keep pace with what he was doing to me, but the waves of pleasure that kept exploding from my hole and repeatedly making my body convulse in frequent partial orgasms made it hard to focus on anything other then the feeling of what my son was doing to my ass. “Fuck I'm close, suck my dick dad!” Jason ordered, as he pulled his hips back to give me access to his cock, and I withdrew one of my hands from his slut hole to grab is rock hard cock and pull it into my mouth as he shot volley after volley of his delicious poz cum into my hungry mouth. I instinctively swallowed most, but tried to save some to savor the flavor and texture of my son's toxic seed. Even after Jason's cock had stopped spewing cum into my hungry mouth, I could still feel his ass clenching and unclenching around the hand I still had forearm deep in his hole. “You win that round, best two out of three” Jason eventually said after catching his breath (Apparently the goal of that game was to fully get the other person off first, good thing the partial orgasms he kept giving me didn't count) I started to think before he went back to working my prostate and making me convulse as the sensations overcame me again. “ok, new game, best two out of three” Jason said before withdrawing his hands from my hole and beginning to climb off me, forcing me to pull my hand from his hole as well (and worse, pulling his softening cock from my mouth) Jason bounced to “standing” up on his knees and looked down at me with a playful gaze and devilish smile as he puffed out his chest and said in his best Dr Evil voice“And now agent Bond, for a game you will surely lose” he joked as his glistening muscular frame towered above me, and he stroked his pierced cock back to life and it's 9x7 glory. “King of the hill” he said in his normal voice before following with “Standard rules, winner is whoever is on top!” With that, he pounced back onto me. I put up no resistance and he had me pinned face down into the soaking wet bed and he plunged his cock back into my hungry hole. (I love this kids stamina and enthusiasm). His body seemed to wrap around me as he bucked his hips with a primal and animalistic vigor. The wet slapping and sloshing sounds working as a background for our mutual moans and grunts. “fuck you feel so good dad” Jason moaned into my ear as I mumbled out a barely coherent stream of “fuck me son, oh god yes, breed me, you feel so good!” He wrapped one arm over my shoulder to push me back to his thrusts while his other arm reached down below my knee to pull it up and against him more as he began to fully long-stroke jackhammer into me. I could only let out a long series of whimpering cries as he fucked my stretched out hole with full force as fast as he could. My son was using me as a human fleshlight as he pounded ass with full abandon. The sound of the front door opening and shutting sharply pulled us both our of our crazed state as we both tensed and paused before hearing Matt voice echoing through the house, “DAAAAAD, I'm Home!” The knowledge that it was his brother let us relax and Jason slowly resumed sliding in and out of my hole. By the time Matt stepped back into my bedroom, he had stripped naked again and was stroking his freakishly huge cock to its full glory, while Jason's thrusting had returned back to its previous frenzied pace. “Have you two been in bed all day” Matt said as he climbed into bed and presented us with his huge pole. I latched onto the tip of it and began licking and sucking under the foreskin as Jason slowed down his pace and said, “Why, What time is it? How long has it been?” “Sundown dude, I left like 10 hours ago, did dad eat or drink anything?” Matt asked, “that wasn't you” he followed up. “Not... yet...” Jason said in short grunts as his breathing and pace picked up, refusing to be distracted by his brothers interference. Before Matt could reply, Jason's body flexed and he hugged me against him tight as he let out a loud guttural yell and his dick pulsed in my hole. “FUUUUUCK” he yelled as he shoved his dick as far into me as he could and shot another load of his poz cum in my ass. As his grip on my loosened, he said “One, One, We're tied now old man” Jason said. “oooh, I love family game night” Matt said playfully as he figured out exactly what his brother was up to. “and I have the perfect idea for a tie breaker” Matt said with a sinister grin “While I was out I talked to a few of my dirtier clients, and I set up another fun little surprise for tonight... in about an hour we are gonna have a room full of dirty toxic slampig party tops, here to gangbang and fully charge some stretched out bugchasing meth slut manpussy... “ Matt said in a dominate tone as he re-asserted control over me and his brother before following with, “Now go rinse you and Dad off, and re-hydrate, because we are gonna have a good old fashioned whore off!”

Yes - I had a phase of enjoying rimming guys in Laboratory - but I eventually got a gastrointestinal bacterial infection that was particularly nasty and no amount of immodium would touch. The NHS being what it is, it took nearly two weeks to see a doctor who ordered a test which was abandoned because the paperwork was filled out wrong. They wouldn't give out any antibiotics until the test showed what was in the sample. Anyhow, faced with another week's wait for an appointment, then the test and follow up, I paid to go private and saw a specialist, got tested and got some meds all on the same day. I forget the cost - but it was enough that I decided that giving rim jobs to random guys was and expensive and painful risk... Having said that I do appreciate that having my hole rimmed makes it exceptionally hungry...

rifling through the cabinets, Seth flipped through a disappointingly empty box of pop tarts with a huff. "damnit mikey man cannot live on cum alone" he mumbled, cursing his roommates aggravating habit of raiding the kitchen. "well not today!" seth quickly tapped out a text to the thirsty whore to pick up something on the way home, and pranced back down the hall to the tintinnabulation of the shower, pausing only briefly to steal the small bottle of synthetic lube from Mikeys room. Jake signed as the water cascaded off his head and shoulders. Did Seth even know his boyfriend? They'd considered getting engaged, had planned out rings and everything. Now here he was, standing on the shower after having spent the last night blasting some random twink full of cum. "obnoxious asshole" Jake muttered, as his mind began to wander back to seths sandy blonde hair, goofy grin, his tight abs, and his amazing ass. So thick, so incredible on his cock. As Jake felt his own cock begin to stir, he quickly tried to think of something else and as he turned to reach for the soap, there he was again. "got room for one more buddy? I could use a shower too" Seth smiled, as he stripped off the festive yellow jock to reveal himself fully, Jakes cock slowly began to swell. "here, lets clean each other up. Youve got an amazing body Jake. I really think youre pretty." Seth said, as he began to soap Jakes chest, working his way down until he was eye level with the boys now fully erect cock. "I bet your boyfriend loves this cock just as much as I do. Why does he make you use condoms?" Seth plied, slowly pumping and kissing Jakes fuck meat. "I-i dont really know, we just always have" Jake shyly confessed. Why did he even have to wear condoms? Couldnt he just go bare? Its not like it would matter, they were boyfriends after all. "well not with me. I just love feeling this cock cum. its just more natural that way. tops should always cum inside." Seth smiled up at Jake, as he moved around to work on his shoulders and lower back. "i guess thats more natural" Jake sheepishly replied as Seth rinsed him off and knelt down again. "spread your ass for me? I bet you have a very pretty hole too" seth chimed, and was rewarded with Jakes obedient hands easing his cheeks apart to expose the lovely virgins hole. Seth pulled himself gently into Jakes ass and began to tongue him. "Oh god" Jake moaned as he collapsed against the shower, reveling in seths expert tonguing. "I bet you dont know as a top but a boys butt is pretty special jake" seth smiled, as he admired the glistening holes now puffy lips. "really good tops can make boys cum just by fucking the hole, Jake" Seth lectured, as he smeared a dollop of lube onto Jakes ring. "just relax now, and let your buddy inside again" seth muttered, as his finger disappeared into Jakes virgin fuck hole. "do you feel this jake?" Seth smiled up at the boy again as he pushed against his prostate. "oh my god" Jake blurted, as his eyes widened and a stream of precum rolled out of the head of his cock. "That! is your boy button." Seth chirped, as he continued sawing in and out of the virgin tops hole. "boys like me love to get fucked by nice big cocks because it feels that good. And when you cum inside, it feels even better covered in jizz." seth smiled, as he slipped his fingers out with a plop and stood behind jake. "open your cheeks for me again Jake" seth whispered, as he aimed his five inches directly against Jakes hole. "just relax for me, and let me inside" seth soothed, as Jakes hole slowly gave way to just the head. "Do you feel that, Jake? Its my cock! your holes sucking on the tip of my cock and your doing great!" seth smiled, as he continued slowly working his dick up inside the boy. "youre doing a great job buddy. how do you feel? do you feel nice and full?" Seth whispered pushing his length fully into the tight tops pussy. "OH!" Jake exclaimed as seths five toxic inches hit their mark. "there we go baby! your boy button. im inside you nice and deep now so just let my cock do all the work" seth whispered, as he was now fully fucking Jakes neg hole. Perhaps the most dangerous part about Seth wasnt his deceptive nature, but his cock. At just five inches, it worked smoothly up inside even the tightest holes. Just big enough to inject its poz load, but not big enough to risk turning his newly minted poz tops into poz bottoms, Seth had successfully impregnated many boys with it. First just the head, then before they knew it, all his cum was inside. "ah there we go" seth sighed as he planted his tool deep, and began depositing his load. Reaching forward he began to stroke Jakes cock and massage his balls. "sorry buddy, I came too quick! your holes just too darn tight. but dont worry, now its your turn to cum!" Seth encouraged, as he held his toxic cock inside the boy. This was the entire point though. Seth knew that by cumming first he would give the load a little time to marinate, and when Jake orgasmed, his sucking hole would slurp the poz load deeper inside the boy. "cum for me" seth teased over and over again, as his expert hands worked Jakes rock hard shaft and tugged his heavy balls. "oh fuck" Jake exclaimed as his hole clamped down and the breeding contractions began. "thats right, just keep cumming baby, your so beautiful!" Seth beamed, as he felt the tops tight hole tugging at his slowly softening cock, drinking his seed. "Oh wow, I had no idea" Jake panted, fully spent and plugged with Seths poz cock. "yep! just goes to show why its so important to fuck bareback and always cum inside." Jake didnt entirely understand why anymore, but he knew it was selfish not to let his boyfriend feel his raw cock." Seth reluctantly slid out of the boy, leaving just a trickle of seed, and switched off the shower as he heard mikey shout "KFC girl!"

Seth grinned as his ministrations had their intended effect, and he slowly resumed fucking Jakes hard bare cock in long, deliberate strokes. "there we go" whispered Seth, as Jake unknowingly began to thrust into Seths warm hole. "push nice and deep baby, youre doing great" seth slid jakes hands atop his hips and began stroking his own cock. Seth wasnt here just to get the boy to fuck him raw. Seth wanted Jake to want to fuck raw, and he admired the thought of another glistening poz cock in his ever expanding collection of boys who once played by the rules, but have long since forgotten anything but how to dump their toxic loads nice and deep, over and over. aiming carefully so as to paint the boys lips, chin and chest in hot poz seed, Seth moaned as he rewarded Jakes efforts and milked his length, turning the boy into a poz picasso. "taste me" seth whispered, as he pushed gobs of his warm cream from jakes chin into his open mouth, which he obligingly sucked and swallowed. Seth slid two fingers through the river of poz seed pooled on Jakes chest and tucked them under his thrusting ass. "I bet these lips want some tasty honey too." he chided, as he began circling Jakes virgin hole. Working another glob of thick poz seed against his ass, Seth began to slowly press into him, "open wide baby, let me in, thats it." Seth stared into Jakes eyes as he moaned, continuing to thrust as Seth began to alternate between massaging and scraping his boy button. "feels so nice doesnt it? Lets taste a little more" Seth slid his digits out of the boy with a light pop and again back through the pool of poz jizz before returning hem to Jakes raw pink hole. as Jakes cock began to swell he stared into seths eyes with a mix of confusion and lust. "just a little more baby, youre almost there. Keep fucking, thats the way" Seth encouraged Jake, as he began to pound the boys prostate in rhythm to his own thrusts. jake groaned and thrust deep, just as Seth had taught him, unloading deep inside as Seth grinned atop him like a mighty king, generously massaging poz seed into his tight fuckhole. Slipping his fingers out, he sucked the seed from them and slowly let the dozing boy slip out of his swollen pussy. As morning turned to noon on a warm saturday, Jake was roused from sleep by an almost impossibly perky Seth, offering him a towel and a nice hot shower. Jake reached down to his morning wood and felt the still moist mixture of poz juices on his member, vaguely recalling the nights events. "I shouldnt have done this, I really need to get out of here..." he sheepishly announced. "Aw, Why? I thought we could be really good friends!" Seth chirped with a smile. "The kinds of friends who have lots of fun, and share excellent..." he paused to slip his fingers into his sloppy hole, sucking them clean in a single motion "taste." he said, holding eye contact with Jake and proceeding toward the bed. "We also wouldnt have to tell your boyfriend at all! it would be our secret" he smiled, straddling once again the young mans toned hips and hovering above Jakes thick tool. Jake scowled, staring at the hungry power bottom as he grinned like a Jackal atop him. He was right. "Just make this a weekend thing, and forget about it" jake thought. "lets get some condoms first?" Jake suggested with a half smile. Seth gave a gentle push and coated Jakes cock in his own warm cum. "no baby, really good friends dont use them" he instructed, deliberately working the poz slime into Jakes shaft. "good friends always bareback, jake. They fuck and fuck and always shoot their cum inside" seth lectured, as he tucked Jakes thick head at the entrance of his ass Jake sighed in contentment and without thinking, gently began feeding his cock into the toxic hole. "there ya go! now tell me how it feels" Seth beamed, as Jake instinctively gripped the power bottoms hips and began driving. "hot" Jake panted, "and wet." "thats right! hot ant wet and good. raw holes are the best for your cock. They make you cum fast and hard." Seth was now being bounced atop the boys increasingly desperate thrusts. he needed to cum. "and you can cum in me whenever you want! good friends will always let you shoot inside." Jake groaned loudly as he dumped his third load into the sucking toxic cunt. seth slipped off Jakes softening cock with a plop and a smile, and dove onto it to clean things up, alternating between licking and 'accidentally' sucking with his teeth until the boys cock glistened and the juice was faintly pink. Seth gave Jake a quick kiss and headed to the kitchen to cook some late breakfast. "Remember Jake, if you need to cum you can cum in me!" Seth gave a quick slap of his ass and left the boy to wander into the shower.

Dad just pulled out of my ass like 20 minutes ago.... left two loads in there... right on top of my sons load and my brothers load.... I’m waiting for my youngest son to get home for my last load of the night....

well as long as you keep yourself hot and keep sucking cocks and getting fucked up the ass bareback you are useful to real men.be a useful faggot and men will keep you around just to use you.always be thinking of ways you can service men.that's what faggots like you were born to do.

Exactly. Never turn down a fuck.

That is HOT! I have had multiple experiences with...basically the SAME crackhead ~ negotiated... He brought stuff.. we'd watch porn - I'd blow him like it was gonna be my "last". We hooked up 1-2 times a week...for close to 10yrs.! MAN was he fun! He was 'hooked' on my mouth/throat... He start getting verbal {turns me ON!} 😏 I haven't thought about him since last Christmas... Thanks ~ RandyCubby ~ for sharing your story... it brought back MANY hot times ! 😈

Mike picked up his biohazard jock and started to adjust my legs in the sling so he could slip the jock on me. I’d always thought rubber looked hot but needed to see how it felt first. Now I’m being dressed in it and was feeling strangely calm about it. Turned on, even. He then unhooked a short piece of chain, which I assumed was part of the sling, but for some reason had a padlock on it. I understood exactly what was going on when he moved my head so he could slip it around my neck. Closing the padlock with no sign of a key. “There you go, my boy. You’re starting to look the part already. Your bulge in that bio jock shows your approval too.” He had a point. I looked down and saw my stiffening cock in the jock and felt the weight of the chain around my neck. Fucking hot. A little epiphany unlocked at that moment seeing myself in a rubber jock spread out in a sling, with several poz loads in my hole. I thought that I looked like a pig. One of the more extreme ones you occasionally stumble across on a tumblr. Where more often than not, the guys look like pure animals. Fucking each other freely and feeling part of a semi-secret society. Where guys park their lives at the door and set about exploring their true desires. As men… brothers. Right then, I was feeling like I’d made it into the sty. Mike could almost read my mind. He stood there looking at me admiring myself. Admiring whatever I was becoming. Had become. “I like it. Very fucking hot. You’ll be a perfect addition to the cause once the gift claims you. Your Bugdaddy knows the route, son, let me be your guide into your new life.” It’s true. I’ve seen and could sense a new direction and purpose now. Mike lined himself at my hole again, fingering his last deposit into me as he lubed his cock. It felt beautiful, if I’m honest. They’ve already won. “The sight of my son in his bio jock is turning me on. You’re mine now, body and soul” “Fuck yeah, daddy. Finish it off.” He grinned and looked me in the eye. “Don’t worry boy, there’s plenty coming your way now you’re one of us. My strain alone should have given the recruitment process a head start.” It’s true. There genuinely was no way back now. The reality being that I’ve more than likely been infected. I guess I’d taken about ten, maybe a dozen loads now. On a special Poz Night, admittedly. And, yes, one of those guys was a new member who’d just been recruited, at his most toxic and, oh yeah, then bred me in an initiation. All normal. Normal to me now. And now I was understanding why they call it a gift. Mike shuddered as he unloaded into me, keeping his cock in there as he looked me up and down like a proud father admiring his new born. Which, in a twisted kinda way, was exactly that. I felt reborn. I felt satisfaction. A new freedom, like I was home. I looked into his eyes and slurred like the lovesick cum-craving rawpig I’d become, with my belly now full of his seed. His toxic seed no doubt already incubating in me. “I want to feel like this forever” Mike smiled and came in for a kiss “you soon will, son. You soon will.”

Mike grinned as he fished out his cock from his biohazard rubber. “That’s it lad, you know exactly what you want, I’m just going to make sure it’s my strain you carry. The seed that will infect you. I’m going to incubate that bugson hole. Soon, you’ll want nothing but me” He had that right. I was in heat. Lusting. Harder than ever. I felt him push up against my sore hole. The PA tickling the edges, going past them, gliding easily into me thanks to the cum of all the others. It felt powerful, more like a ritual I would get used to, hell even carry out myself once I’m one of them… Fuck. I’m thinking like I’m a pozbrother already. Pushing its way further into me, as if he wanted all of him, every drop to saturate and alter me. “You like that, yeah? Good. You’re just a life support system for a toxic cock. Your principles, ethics, feelings and loyalties – they’re all up for being reconfigured.” Shit, he could sweet talk. “Tell your bugdad how you feel, pig” “I feel whole bugdaddy. I feel right. It’s as if this was my destiny all along. To be your bugson.” It was just coming out now. Dark thoughts I’d never dreamt of vocalizing had no choice but to be aired now during this moment. The idea of me, 42, being claimed as a son by a man of a similar age seemed perverted, but that was small fry to what was on the menu right now. His toxic cock was starting to pump me, my hole clamping down as if to milk him quicker. I knew this was it. My insides felt shredded and sore, but I know that this was the answer to any ailment right now. Mike pulled out and looked down “Ah, pink cummy blood goo. You’re well on your way.” And rammed his meat back into me. The gasp as it wrecked me anew turned him on more, if anything. His thrusts quickened as did his breathing. The assault on me was an introduction to trusting him with my life. Trusting him to use his powers to change that. Trusting him to claim me. “No way back now, pig. Like you had any chance… argh!” Oh wow. I’d taken a fair bit of cum but this bastard fast tracked through that. It was as if the entire sauna had worked together in my recruitment. All I could say now was… “Thank you bugdaddy. Thank you for gifting this boy.” He reached over and began snogging me then gently whispered “Welcome to your new life, pig” and my cock must have poked into his stomach as he sensed my, what, relief? Jubilation? “I can guarantee that you’re now en route to becoming a pozpig. No pig I know, or should I say bred, has ever avoided it. Your cock seems to agree too. Perfect. Daddy is going to rebuild you into the toxic pig you deserve to be” “Yes daddy, thank you” A haze came over my mind. Dazed from what just happened. Feeling myself beginning to be rewritten and transformed. “I like your rubber, daddy. Very hot” “That’s good to hear, pig, because the plans I have for you involve you wearing a lot of it. You’ve definitely earned your biohazard now.” Bloody hell. That’s a sentence you don’t hear in polite society. “When did you last cum, pig?” I had to think. Actually, no, I’d not cum at all throughout the evening. Hard as a rock and precumming like a bastard, but no actual cumming. “Earlier, Sir. Possibly last night” “Ah, so that cock has yet to cum its last neg load, eh?” he said, as he began to stroke. “I think we both know that I should have the honour of taking the last of your innocence then hehehe” He was right. This mad, twisted logic what it was, made it seem like common sense. Almost courtesy. “Um, yes bugda… Oh” He was on it. Worshipping his new son’s soon-to-be-toxic cock. Hurrying the process. It didn’t take long, but my word I don’t think I’ve ever cum so much and so hard in my life. In the afterglow, he tenderly stroked me as if I was a newborn. Our lips locked together and I tasted myself. Or should it be the last remnants of me. It was the first time I think I’ve tasted my own cum, and by the looks of it, not the last. “Lick your lips. He’s gone now. Mr innocent. I own you as of right now. You’re my bugson in mind and in body” He was right. I know that now. My Bugdaddy is always right.

Cool dam hot