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The last time I was bred in public I got arrested. Lol. I was cruising in a Forrest preserve near my house and hooked up with a really hot and hung bi guy. Because Covid was in full force parts of the preserve were closed. I suggested we go to a closed area. We went to a pavilion with picnic tables. I sucked his beautiful cock for a few minutes and then I heard him say...I bet you like to get fucked? I said yes please and he turned me around and stuck his big cock in without lube or slowness. I winced and tried to pull off a little and he grabbed me by the shoulders and said.. you can handle this. I knew I could but usually guys give me a little chance to get used to it. He pounded me good and just when he finished cumming in me we heard some sticks break behind us and saw a Forrest preserve cop standing there. I wonder now if he waited for the man to finish. He brought us both back to his car and called for another cop to assist. He impounded our vehicles and let us go with a court date months later. Due to Covid I had to wait 6 months to appear in court. Cost me a lot of money but I would do it all again for that beautiful cock.

I was at the video store cruising the booths tonight. Saw a hot Latin with a muscular look and big bubble but checking me out. I went into a booth and he came in behind me. He had his beautiful uncut cock out before I could lock the door. Instinctively I got down my knees to blow him. He was slightly aggressive but more verbal. Asking if I liked it and wanting me to look up at him. Of course I always do as I am told. He then stood me up and we kissed a lot. He turned me around and went down on my pussy. You can tell when a man loves pussy by how much attention they give it. He ate me out for about 5 minutes. Then stood up and slid his cock in me. He started to fuck me good and my phone rang. I looked at it to turn it off and saw it was my boss. I never get calls from him so I decided to answer. He started telling me about some issue that I needed to handle ASAP and how escalated to had gotten. It was all I could do to moan and tell him to fuck me. I ended the call and my top shot his big load deep in my pussy. Then he did something that hardly has ever happened to me... he went down on me again and ate his load out! The money had run out in and the video had stopped so I was about to stand up when the guy from the front desk started to pound on the door and say we needed to leave. I said be right out and the guy eating my ass stood up turned me around and kissed me and shared some of his load he just got out of me. It was really hot and only lasted about 10 minutes but he gave me his number. I really want him to breed me again.

(This first installment is set up. The bb sex will come in later installments I promise. In fact the story will need to finish in another category on this website. I'll keep the final direction a secret for now. Please let me know your thoughts. ) I'm a 27 year old straight actor. I've been moderately successful in the Art House short film genre. I've gained enough notoriety to have an agent. She had suggested I not consider auditioning for this part as a Male stripper. She feared the part would not look good on my resume and she had heard sketchy things about the type of films the director produced. I asked for more details. 1) The male stripper would be having his first sexual encounter with a guy. Art House being progressive I didn't see how this could be problematic for my acting reputation. 2) The script made it clear the character would have some nude scenes including full frontal. I'd already been nude in a few films before. I quite enjoyed the experience. 3) The director often had actors film unsimulated sex scenes for his films. I'd performed with women in one short in my portfolio. Although I'd never been with a man I thought it sounded like a unique opportunity. I could at least audition and see where it goes. I'm not your dashing Adonis type, but have an attractive enough face and an okay slim body. My hair is medium length, full bodied, and curly. I considered it t and my thickly haired chest my most attractive physical features. The director must have been impressed enough by my professional shots because I was offered an audition. I wasn't sure what to expect so went feeling a little nervous; but, even more so, curious. As I arrived at the warehouse studio I met an attractive guy leaving. Oddly this relaxed me. In my mind since I was out of the running already I could just chill through this and not worry about anything but having fun. It turned out there was just the director and myself. He was very warm, welcoming and easily engaging. After a bit of general chitchat he asked if I was ready to get down to the audition. "Sure" was my enthusiastic response. "Why don't you start by undressing seductively for me? I'll play the role of the audience. We might as well get right to the point of seeing how comfortable you are with nudity. " I thought; 'Oh this will be fun ' as I smiled and winked at him. I was glad I'd warn a button down shirt with no undershirt as I slowly began undoing buttons while slightly swaying my hips. I undid my belt and the top of my jeans and gently pulled the shirt tails out of my pants. The director's smile was encouraging so I slowly pulled one arm out of my shirt, wrapped the shirt off my back and then slipped the other arm out tossing the shirt into the director's face. When he pulled it off his smile was even bigger. I seductively walked around his stool as I worked the fly down on my jeans. His eyes followed my every move. I also managed to kick off my runners. The cool floor felt great on my bare feet and the exhibitionist in me was in full gear with this solid grounding. Standing with my back turned to him I slowly slipped out of my jeans. I usually do but was particularly pleased I had followed my norm by coming to the audition commando. He was now able to inspect my naked backside. Seductively turning my head I could see him rubbing a growing bulge in his crotch. He winked at me and I quickly spun to flash him my Full Monty. I posed with hands on my hips. He motioned with his index finger for me to come closer as he gently asked; "Do you mind if I touch it?" I granted permission by shacking my head and stepping toward him and his outstretched hand. He took hold of my limp cock and fondled my hairy balls with his other hand. "You won't mind shaving these if I give you the part will you?" "If it's what the part requires, no problem. " By now he was on his knees and taking my cock into his mouth. I'd been blown by women, even on film, but nothing had so quickly aroused my erection as this guy's warm mouth. I reached my upwards curving six and a half inches in no time. Each time he pulled off he looked deeply into my eyes. I was mesmerized. Then with great enthusiasm he would bobb down taking me deep into his throat. No woman had ever been this enthusiastic. Best blowjob I had ever experienced. My balls were soon churning and I warned him I was close. He quickly pulled off, thanked me, stood and was removing his clothes; "Have you ever given a blow job? You do know the script asks you to do so?" Although I hadn't I responded by getting on my knees and grabbing his growing cock. As I held his gaze my tongue instinctively licked the salty precum from the slit on his cock's head. "I'd like the co-star to watch this. I need the right chemistry. Do you mind?" This entire scene was actually turning me on big time. I'm an actor and love an audience so just nodded my approval as I swallowed his tool as deep as I could manage. A handsome 60ish man appeared in the room and watched with apparent interest as I proceeded to fuck my face on the director's cock. The co-star spoke; "Very nice indeed!" Then he turned and left as quickly as he appeared. When the cock was removed I asked if he wanted me to finish him off. He told me he would actually like that but he had four more auditions to do and he couldn't cum for all six actors. However, he informed me he did need to see me ejaculate. Without asking permission he dropped and had me face fuck him. Quickly warning I was close he pulled off and said; "Just jerk off on my face. " With very few strokes I climaxed and my cum was coating his beard. Before I finished spasming he had me back in his mouth sucking in the rest of my load. No woman had so eagerly and hungrily sucked down my ejaculate. As I caught my breath he started dressing and let me know we had concluded the audition. I would get a call back if I stayed in the running for the part. I pulled on my jeans and sneakers, thanked him and left carrying my shirt. A tall, dark classically handsome dude was approaching the warehouse as I left. Seeing him and the guy who proceeded me I didn't expect a 'call back'.

damn i d love a load like that!

My perfect life: to live naked on a male sex farm. Naked 24-7. Only concerns are lifting weights, feedings, and being hosed out before devoting the rest of the awake time to promiscuous sex while others watch or wait a turn. Every time I spend a week at a sex resort I get to experience what such a life would be like. I am at total peace with the Universe and by the morning of the 3rd day the constant nakedness and open, casual sex have my body, penis and ass in sexual overdrive and I can't stop.

While far from ideal (like most people, I'd prefer to have more money!), in many ways I like a fairly ideal life. Working in the porn industry as I do, but behind-the-scenes is pretty good for a highly-sexed barebacker such as myself. I both know and have sex with lots of hot guys but don't have to deal with some of the negative issues that come from being in front of the camera. It's been especially convenient the last year or so - a lot of the usual places I'd go to fulfil my desire for cock and ass have been closed (bathhouses, etc) but have had the connections to get invited to lot of private orgies.

Oh yeah. Once you get into that groove you will find yourself preferring a guy's hand to his cock, or at least his cock and hand at the same time, jerking off in your gaping asshole. I am so far in that I find myself looking a a guys hands and noting their size and imagining how they would feel stuffing them inside me, especially the guys with the thick fat paws that don't collapse. I got back in the sex saddle hard core this spring after a nearly year of mostly self ply and occasional hookups and have been heavily fisted every week now for 5 weeks. Have another session coming up and I m already looking for more. Can't wait for Fist Fest this July.

I had gone to Arizona to help my sister move our dad into his new home. This was a stressful time as we were placing him in assisted living and my sister likes to control everything. Between my dad’s reluctance and my sister’s control, when move day was complete I was spent. I was staying for a couple of days to make sure dad was settled-in, and to be sure that he had everything he needed. But, around eight o’clock, after we all had eaten, I made a quick retreat to my hotel. Spending an entire day with family really made me miss my gay family. So, soon as I showered and got comfortable, I got out my bottle of poppers, fired-up my laptop, opened the mineral oil, and cruised onto XTube, PornHub, LifeOUT, and BBRT. I have a ton of favorite videos in my accounts and felt like I need to relax and get a bit high and ramp-up my horniness. So I starting clicking on some of my favorite Popper Training videos. Before too long my cock was hard and slick with oil; and, I was flying pretty high. After zipping through a few popper vids I slid right over to my favorite bareback fuck vids. SHIT! I had no idea just how horny I was…I fucking love edging to these vids, but all too soon found myself nearly cumming - too often. So, I thought I’d cool myself down a bit and see what was happening on LifeOUT. This site can be hit or miss for me. It’s mostly a hit because it has such a variety of things to check-out. There are personal profiles, links to professional porn videos, personal videos, stories…the list goes on. But, I like to comment on members personal photos and do some sexy email/chats with guys online. I’ve never “hooked-up” with a fellow member, but done a lot of chats. Some chats get very hot and detailed, and can go on for days. This particular night I had a few sexy emails that I answered, checked some of the hot comments made on my pictures, and hit some of the video links. As fate would have it, I happened to click on a link to one of these “Anon Hotel Fuck” vids. I have to say, it is something of a fantasy for me. It turned out to be pretty hot. The Top was sexy, had a great cock, and was very verbal. He gave that bottom boy instructions, forceful put him into several positions, fucking him hard…and best of all, came deeply in his ass without pulling out! FUCKIN’ A!!! Without realizing it I had been hitting my poppers, beating my meat, and just about shot my load. I quickly closed that window and went back to perusing other member’s pictures. But…my mind kept going back to that fucking hot hotel fuck. I started wondering if there were any hot Tops on LifeOUT in Arizona. So, I went to the “Search Personals” and did an “Advanced Search”. There were about 20 Top; Versatile/Tops. Not as many as I would have liked…but what the hell? I’m just looking. In addition to cruising the few profiles that fit the search, I also updated my, “What are you doing” status. I just typed a simple thing saying, “Alone in my hotel room, sniffing poppers, about to blow a load wishing a hot cock was breeding my ass!” What can I say…when I’m horny I’ll say pretty much anything. Well, even though the selection of AZ men was pretty slim, I did find a couple of profiles interesting enough to make a few comments. I really wasn’t doing anything that I don’t normally do while on the site. Just having fun and being a little nasty. Well…I guess one of the guys saw my What are you doing post, and noticed I had viewed his profile and commented on his pix; because, I got a message that said, “Hey nasty boy. You looking for trouble tonight?” I love getting messages like this and imminently starting stroking my cock. Without thinking I typed back, “Yeah…always looking for trouble.” Within a minute I got, “Well that’s good, ‘cause I’m looking to give a nasty boy what he deserves. You in my area?” “Holy fuck!” I thought. “This guy is serious.” When I usually chat-up guys like this, we’re usually miles apart and I have no intention of hooking-up. And, up to this point, I wasn’t really thinking about it now either. Suddenly, my dick surged with excitement. I’m a leaker and up to now, had a bit of pre-cum flowing, but with that ‘ask’, when my dick surged, a huge amount of pre-cum oozed out. I was so turned-on by the prospect of taking anon dick in my hotel room. I thought, “No way! That’s just plain crazy.” And it was just that that had me really turned-on. So, stalling for time I wrote back. “Why? What if I was?” “Well.” He typed. “You’re the one that said you were wishing a hot cock would breed your ass. You checked-out my profile, and, you said you think I have a hot cock?” Quickly I zoomed over to his profile to check him out. ‘Cause in my mind, I didn’t remember anyone being particularly hot. When I got to his page I thought, “Yeah, he’s got a pretty nice cock.” I did make the comment that I’d like to try it on for size. “Fuck!” I thought to myself, “There’s no way I’d consider inviting him to my room.” Then my dick said, “Why not! You know your ass is hungry for some cock.” I’m thinking… “What the fuck?! Would I even consider this for real?” And the more I thought of it, the hornier I got. I even reached over, without thinking, and hit my poppers. Then, while I was high on the poppers, a new message came over. “Well, bitch! You in heat or not?! I haven’t cum in days and will blow this load with our without you!” FUCK! Every time he wrote he got me hotter. “I should do this. I should just fucking do this. Live the fantasy and quit dreaming about it.” But could I? Could I really let a stranger into my room? Fuck that! How ‘bout into my ass?! Fuck yeah…I really wanted it. I wanted to do something wild and crazy. I was rock hard and flowing pre-cum down my hand. This could be fun. Let’s see how bad he wants it. “So dude. You got a big wad of cum you need to unload? Does that mean you’ll shoot and go in five minutes? My ass is hungry for more than five minutes.” Where the hell did that come from? Sounds like I am looking for some serious trouble. A few minutes later comes, “Don’t you worry about me. I’ll fuck several loads into you. The first will just be lube for all the rest. So, you local or just teasing me and my dick?” “I’m local. In a downtown high-rise hotel. Just trying to get the nerve to give you my room number. The idea is hot, in theory, a bit un-nerving in reality.” “Oh…never done anything like this before?” “No. Just jacked-off a lot to the idea.” “Well, I won’t bite, unless you want me to. I’d just leave you satisfied and your cunt full of my jizz. You interested or not?” FUCK! At this point I was shaking as I typed. I just told myself, “Keep your nerve up. Once you give him your room number there’ll be no turning back. Just do it! Give him the info.” My dick and ass were now doing my thinking. “Sheraton Grand – Room 1513.” It was almost as if my boner typed that. FUCK! I did it. “Good boy. I’ll be there in about 45 minutes. I see from your site you like underwear. Did you bring some sexy ones with you? If so, put them on and I’ll be wearing some for you.” “Holy shit! What have I done?” Just to keep my nerve up, I hit my poppers again, before hitting the shower to really clean myself up and get ready for…I don’t know what. I wanted to be sexy for him, but subservient when he arrived. So, I put-on my dark gray Obviously shorts and a tight T-shirt. While waiting for him I checked-out his profile again. Was checking him out…his dick and thinking I’d soon have that seeding my ass. “What the hell am I doing?” But, too late to think about that now. And just then…a knock on my door. “Holy Shit! No changing my mind now.” I’m shaking as I head to the door. Looking through the peep-hole – there he was. Here goes… I open the door and he marches in without waiting for me to invite him. “Nice. I like what you’re wearing…for now. You ready to get fucked like the whore you are?” “I think so. I’m pretty nervous right now. And pretty excited too.” “Well, why don’t we get busy and see if we can calm those nerves.” With that he pulls me into him and grabs my ass cheeks with both hands. He looks me in the eyes and asks, “Who’s ass is this now?” “It’s your, Sir. And I can’t wait to have you in it.” “In good time, boy. Right now I think you should rub my chest and feel my nipples. That will make my dick real hard and want to fuck you.” I put both my hands on his chest. I rub down slowly to feel the points of his nipples. I LOVE working a man’s nipples. Especially when they’re wired to his cock. As I find his points and start pinching them he pulls my face to his and starts kissing me. His tongue enters my mouth and I start feeding on it. Moments later he pulls us apart and says, “I want you to suck my dick like you just did my tongue. You get me hot enough and I’ll tongue your ass like I just did your mouth. With that, he pulls off his shirt to expose his hairy chest and erect nipples. I dive down and start sucking his nipples and cupping his bulging crotch and rubbing his hardening cock. “Oh yeah. Work those nipples. You’re making me hot. I’m so going to fuck that pussy of yours till you’re overflowing with my seed. You like that idea, bitch?” “Oh fuck yeah. I so want your manly cock in me. I want to feel it surge inside me as it shoots your seed deep within me.” “Fuck yeah, you sexy ass. Take off that shirt and get on your knees.” I do as instructed and am on my knees in a flash. This stranger takes the back of my head and pushes my face into his denim clad bulge. He’s rubbing his bulge all over my face then tells me to open my mouth. I willingly do as I am told. I open so wide I can get his whole bulge into my mouth. “Yeah, you’re a hungry one aren’t you? Bet your ass is even more hungry.” He pulls my face away and tells me to rub his crotch. “Yeah man. Feel my crotch. Show me how bad you want what’s inside.” He undoes his belt buckle, then his button. He then pulls his zipper down about halfway and says, “You want what’s inside? I know you do. Show me.” He pulls his zipper down all the way and pulls his pants apart. Inside he’s wearing some super sexy Unico white shorts. He pulls out the white clad bulge and tells me to open my mouth and get his crotch wet. As I go to work on his sexy bulge, he pulls down his pants and steps out of them. Now we’re both in just our sexy short. Mine has a major wet spot in front and his are wet from his leaking cock and my mouth. “Fuck! You’re a hungry whore. But I’ll feed you my junk in a minute. Right now, I need to check-out that hole I’m gonna breed. Stand-up.” He pulls me to my feet and spins me around. He wraps his arms around me and pulls my back tightly into his chest. I feel his hard bulge pushing at my ass crack. He’s rubbing my crotch and whispering into my ear. “You ready for some hard cock? I know how bad you want it. I can feel it in your hard dick and your hot crack.” With that he pulls down the back of my shorts and starts rubbing his fingers down my crack. He walks us toward the bed and tells me to get on my knees, on the bed. My mind is going wild. I can’t believe I’m doing this. This stranger, whose name I don’t even know, is about to violate me. He is going to impale me with his hard dick and inject me with his sperm. And I’m so turned on that my dick is raging hard and soaking my shorts with pre-cum. This hot man, this stranger is standing behind me, pulling the back of my shorts down so he can access my ass hole. His hands are rubbing my bare ass cheeks – then he slaps the right side. “Fuck yeah! Who’s my fuck hole? Who’s going to do what I say and take all the cum loads I want to deliver?” “I am, Sir.” I say without even thinking about it. “That’s right, boy.” He says as he reaches through the back of my shorts to feel my hard, wet cock. He gathers some pre-cum and starts to rub it on my ass hole. “Yeah, let’s make that hole wet and tasty. He then pulls my boner backward and over the band of my shorts. He sucks the head of my dick and I about pass-out. FUCK! That feels so good. But he doesn’t care. He’s just gathering more pre-cum…this time in his mouth. He then uses his tongue to deposit my pre-cum on my ass hole. OH FUCK! I’m in heaven as he starts to rim and tongue fuck my hole with his spit and my pre-cum. “Fucking tasty ass. My dick is going to love this hole. It’s going to breed and own it.” With that he goes back to fucking my ass with his tongue. And I hit my poppers. “Fuck this is awesome.” I think. All too soon, he stops. “Get down here on the floor. You’re gonna suck my cock now. You’re gonna make it wet and see what it feels like before your tight ass does.” I slide off the bed and onto the floor. I grab the sexy, white bulge in his shorts as he pulls them down. Out springs that cock. The cock I’ve only seen online…until now. “Yeah man. That’s for you. Lick that clear fluid off the head with your tongue. Taste me like I did you. Savor it. Now suck on my head. Just put the head of my hard dick in your mouth. Suck it! Suck my head…now swallow my cock. Suck it, bitch. Suck my cock. You know you want it. Feel with your mouth what your ass is going to feel all night. Oh Fuck! My dick is loving your maw. Your tight man cunt is next. You ready for it?” “Yes Sir! My ass is hungry for your hard cock. My cunt needs you to fill it with your big, thick, white load. Please give it to me, Sir. Fuck my ass and make it yours.” “Get up on the bed, on your back. I want to see your face as I enter you for the first time. I want you to see mine, as I orgasm and fill your cum hole with my four-day load.” With that, he oils his cock with the mineral oil I had out. With his oily fingers he starts fingering my hole. First one finger, then his thumb. I LOVE being thumb fucked. Before I know it, he’s got four fingers of one hand up my ass. We both hit some poppers as the head of his dick touches my fuck hole. As I exhale and the high of the poppers hits me, he pushes his dick head into my ass. As I’m reach the top of my high his hard, manly dick pushes past my ring. It’s tight, but the poppers help ease the way. As the popper high hits him he says, “I want to feel that tight ring over my head again.” With that he pulls out, past the ring and back in again. This feels AWESOME! I’m flying high from the poppers, his hard dick finally in my ass, and the thought of someone I don’t even know sticking his dick into me makes me as high as the poppers do. We are now looking into each other’s face. Both in ecstasy of a stranger’s fuck. He says, “Let’s hit the poppers again and when we’re high, I’ll bury my bone balls deep and shoot my seed into you. Ready?” We both take a huge hit, hold it, let it out and, boom! He dives in deep. “FUCK YEAH!” We both yell. He holds his cock deep in me as I squeeze his shaft with my ass. Then he draws out to the edge of my ring, and back in. We’re both high on the poppers and the fuck. He pushes me back further on the bed so he can really push into me. “Fuck me man! Fuck my hole till you shoot your seed. Give it to me man. I want your cum coating my guts.” He starts to really fuck me. He’s driving all the way in and nearly pulling out. He’s like a freight train. We both hit our bottles again and he asks, “You ready for this big load. You want this stranger’s sperm seeding your hole?” “OH FUCK! More than you know. I gotta have it man. I want your seed in me. Breed me, breed me Sir. I want your load in my hole.” “Yeah, you’re my fucking bitch aren’t you? Fuckin’ take it. Let me seed your hole. Oh fuck yeah…here it cums. Open it up, you want my sperm boy…spray your guts? Oh fuck yeah…take it, take it! Four day’s worth of cum.” He slams his full length into me and holds it there as his dick pumps his hot seed into me. I feel the head of his dick surge and pump; and, I can actually feel his warm, wet sperm enter into me. I now have his DNA in me…deep in me and I’m very happy. I’m in love watching his face as he has an amazing orgasm, shooting four-day’s worth of seed into me. Me, a man he’s never met and whose name he doesn’t even know. His dick is in me as deep as it can go. He’s arching his back and his head is so far back I almost can’t see his face. After his balls are empty he falls forward onto me. He’s breathing hard and his dick is still inside me. He lifts himself off my chest and looks me in the eyes. “Now’s when we get to the “nasty” part.” I give him a puzzled look as he pulls his still hard cock from my ass. “Now you’re going to clean my cock for me. And I mean with your mouth.” “What the fuck?!” I thinking. No way is that going to happen. I tell him, “No, I don’t think I can do that.” “I wasn’t asking. You’re going to do it and that’s that.” He comes-up to my face and grabs the back of my head. He pushes me toward his slick cock and says, “Suck it bitch! Suck it clean.” I resist but he puts a knee on my chest and forces his wet boner to my mouth. I hesitate but he grabs my chin and says, “Open up!” I smell is dick…it smells of cum and my ass. As I open my mouth the senses fill my nose and mouth. His dick is half-way in my mouth and he says, “Close your lips and suck. Suck all those juices off me.” As I do as I’m told I’m starting to like it. I’ve tasted my ass before when I guy rimmed me then kissed me. I suddenly remembered I liked it. Now, add to it this strangers cum…before I knew it I was making a meal of his cock and cleaning it like a pro. “Fuck yeah! I knew you’d like it. Now turn around and sit on my face while you clean my cock, and I’ll eat your cummy hole.” Again I’m shocked but do what I’m told, this time without hesitation. FUCK! This is almost as hot as the fuck. After several minutes of 69 cleaning he rolls me off his face and comes over and starts giving me a full-on wet, open mouth kiss. We soon fall side-by-side to take a rest. Unbeknownst to me, getting ready for round two.

Will be having a breeding party on 18 May in London. Any top can cum. I’m 19 neg and no meds. It’s at a private rental in Dalston. Get in touch if u want to cum wic-*r and k-I-k is jamjamlad or msg me here thanks

love to lick that hole clean, fuck i want my hole like that..

Finally! Today, my favourite sauna reopened. Needless to say I had to be there. One of my fuckbuddies was there. Previously, we agreed that we would meet there and he would breed me. A bit disappointedly there weren’t too many guests. I expected crowd but there were less than 25 people. Although, we planned to fuck in front of the others and therefore, we let open the door, we stayed with our own. Nobody stepped in. We went to the cubicle with sling. I started to suck him , then I turned back, pushed my ass to him. He shoved his cock in me. After short time I went to the sling. He definitely fucked me like an intruder. LoL I was moaning loudly hoping that anyone came in. However, I didn’t care about it, I enjoyed freely being fucked in a sling after more than half years. I couldn’t keep back my orgasm and covered my chest. It made him more horny and declared that he would fuck me until he unloaded me. And he did. He started to moan and to breed me. I never felt previously as the loads are crashing to m y body inside. It felt extremely exciting. After we left each other, I went to dark room. It was also fantastic to be in a dark room. And there I found a guy who sucked me hard. He finished it before I could cum. Then I went to explore a newer part of the sauna again. So, I headed to the glory holes. There I could suck two different cocks. After a while I continued my cruising journey in the steam bath. There I realised that silver bear. I remembered his thick and huge cock from my pre-bareback life. He was a definitely good fucker but always wrapped. I didn’t se any condome by him. So, I hoped that he finally changed his mind. I sucked him thoroughly when he bent me over. Pushed his cock and as I touched back I felt the condome. Shit! He dud something anti stealthing. He put it unobserved. So, I had to face with a big decision. Should I stay or should I go? I mean, should I let him fuck me or should I leave him. And I broke my golden rule and let him fuck me wrapped. Because his cock was so amazing. And I was fucked in the steam again. but later I went back because I wanted a real fuck, I mean bareback too in the steam. As I stepped in , I sought a guy and looked in his eyes deeply. He nodded and followed to the inner room. We started to play with each other’s cock. Later he went down to suck me. I started to massage his hole. He turned back and I pushed in my cock. I fucked him long. When I felt that I was getting soft turned him back and started to suck him. After a while I turned back and grabbed hus cock and took in my hole. He fucked me hard. I thought it was time to go but before it I wanted to go a last round. I sought a big hairy guy who sat in the biosauna and was stroking his huge cock. I went into the cubicle. I hesitated a second when he gave me the permission. I went to my knees and put his cock in my mouth. I gave him a long and nice blowjob. I let his cock deep into my throat. I sucked him long until he unloaded my mouth. Of course I didn’t let a drop to waste I swallowed all. Then I was totally satisfied and went home.

Stretching the Boy's hole out good now. He took 8 hot loads Last night and his hole was gaping so I decided to see if he could handle a fist in his Pussy. He whimpered and moaned at first but once he opened up he was begging for more.

I did. This guy off grindr. I was high and blind folded. He came. Put the condom on. And then started f****** me. And as I was enjoying it doggy style. I put my hands above where his testicle were underneath that was feeling. And I was feeling his dick and I felt that he didn't have the condom on. Yeah the condom was around the base of his dick but the top was ripped off. He told me that it was just ripped. But I did discreetly record my videos. I use a camera that looks like a charging port and when I looked at the camera. I saw that when I gave him the condom. He took the condom and bit it. And I had no idea that whole time before I felt thst he was raw. Thst he was breeding me. If it wasn't for the fact that I look back at the video after he left, and saw that he was f****** me that whole time with the condom around his dick. I wouldnt have knew he stealthed me. But I'm really fucked up cuz I still get high an jerk off to the fact that he stealth to me. I loce watching the video and seeing him bit thst condom discreetly. So I do feel a bit violated. But I also feel really horny watching knowing that that whole time he was breeding me. That was just some cum dump that he had no respect for. He didnt care about me giving him a condom. He still got what he wanted. Breeding this ass.

This cute little black cub who I have blown before hit me up on Grindr. Normally, he just tries to talk me into driving to his place to give him head which is honestly more trouble than I am going to go to if I am not getting fucked. Last night, he offered to come to mine, so I told him to head on over. He came over, dropped his shorts, and sat down on the couch. He's got a nice 6.5" cut cock. I sucked him briefly, and he shot a sweet load in my mouth. 20 seconds later he was out the front door.

taking a nice cock and feeling it cum in me

Sir left the room and I was alone will Jay and I asked why did you trick me, he said that the contract I signed was the same as his one of pure ownership and the only way out of the term was by Sir accepting a suitable replacement and he said I am so sorry Si it was the only way, with a tear in his eye. I said to Jay please don’t im excited and horny as fuck I am owned and going to be a fuck toy it’s my perfect 18th birthday present. Jay said aren’t you worried about getting breed by Poz men and I said far from it I can’t wait all I have been watching is conversion parties and I am going to star 😊 Jay smiled and said he wished it was him that had the first poz load in my butt and I said I know master said you can’t fuck me but he did say you couldn’t use your Poz cum as lube for later, maybe we could mix both of ours together?. Jay smiled and said come with me and we went into the room next door, Jay got me to lay on the bed with my head hanging and said he was going to teach me how to deep throat I was so excited and greedily started swallowing his hard long black cock, once at the back of my mouth Jay swallow down as I did he pushed down until his smooth balls where on my chin, that’s it all the way this is great said Si, he started face fucking me and then pulled out and shot a huge load into a glass, once done he came back and I licked his cock clean the taste of his salty infected cum was so good. Jay then said look Master never said you can’t fuck me if you want and it would be a great way for you to learn how a top feels. Wow yes yes yes. Jay laid down on his back pulled his legs back he looked so sexy his still hard cock and hairless balls hard up of his abs, Jay said come on lose the first part of your virginity please fuck me, breed me, seed me deep. I turned to Jay and ask about lube he said don’t worry I can take it dry and he owes me the best time. I lined up the red throbbing head of my cock against Jay pert black hole and pushed in breaking past his ring and his boy cunt seemed to pull my cock in, the walls of his boy cunt were intoxicating, oh yes yes yes fuck me hard and I started pumping him, Jay flipped over on all fours and said “come on fuck me hard and deep I need your cum” my smooth white balls slapping Jays black twink butt, I could feel the contraction as my ball sack started to harden and tingle this was the moment pre cumming as my Virgin seed was working its way up through my hard throbbing cock to the head ready to explode it was way too intense and with one final push my cock erupted pumping and pumping my cum deep inside the bowels of this sexy black twink. Jay grabbed me pulling me down for a passionate kiss and hug. A small tear formed in his eye as he said that was the first time he had truly loved being fucked and he was so pleased it was him that had part of his virginity. Getting off the bed Jay got the glass and pushed out my cum. Jay said we need to quickly get this cum into your hole as Sir will be back soon, Jay told me to get of the bed with me legs in the air and I quickly moved into position he then took a hole stretcher pushing in slowly in opening me up in the process, once in he stretched me rose bud open and poured the mixed cum in me smiling as he said no matter how many guys breed you his poz cum would be the first and that we will always have that. I was on the bed and processing that I had been filled with Poz cum and yet still an anal virgin and how good it felt breeding Jay when Sir walked in. Get up and come with me you worthless whores Sir barked, and we quickly/obediently followed Jay strap this worthless piece of cheap whore to the bench. Jay moved me onto the bench and strapped me down firmly once in place my legs were pulled up and out and I could see on the screen my pink cherry exposed and ready. Sir the said “are you ready slut” yes Sir I want this I need this “cheap cumdump your fucked” Sir said as he adjusted my back showing off my white bubble butt and you could no longer see my virgin ring, he then got a marker pen and wrote on lower back Virgin for POZ CUM only. Jay go and get the clients from next door, I minute or so later I could see 10 guys enter the dungeon all naked hard cock of all shapes and sizes, two of the guys looked ill very grey and skinny and I guessed these where the full blown aids breeders, my stomach was in knots and Sir said are you ready slut and without a thought I said “YES SIR please please breed me seed me” Gentleman Sir said “its Si’s 18th birthday there are 11 of us but lets make sure this sexy Virgin cumdump has at least 18 loads of Poz cum deep in his bowels to infect him and change his life to one of a Poz cumdump for use by all” the guys started clapping as Sir hit the switch and my legs where drawn apart and up exposing my cherry. Let’s start as Sir go a toothbrush and pushed it straight up my hole turning and twisting in and out I could feel it taring the walls of my butt, after a couple of minutes he pulled it out and showed the blood covered toothbrush to the 10 breeders saying “the slut is ready no escape for him now”. Sorry guys before we start there is a disobedient slut which needs punishment grabbing Jay he cuffed his wrists then attached him to the hoist and lifted raised him off the floor swinging, Sir then point to the whips and canes and said punish the black twink and punish him well all the stuff in here is for your use. “Enough said lets fuck the virgin”, Sir came up to my face and the shear size of his cock was incredible two big balls swung real low. He then moved behind me spat on my hole and I felt the head of cock hit my pink ring and push real hard and in a short moment my ring gave in the fight and the head of Sir cock pushed in, it was so painful and I screamed but knew this was what I needed and my destiny, as his cock worked it way ever deeper the feeling was electric soon enough his cock bottomed out as I thought “wrong” Sirs cock was at the entrance to my inner ring Sir grabbed me by the legs pulled back and then slammed forward and bust through my ring and I felt his sack slap my butt, there is a cheer from the guys at that moments, Sir then slam fucked me the pain left and the sensation was better than I could imagine my cock was bouncing and leaking a constant stream, Sir was smashing in and out in and out full bore full length, his balls were no longer slapping more like punching my butt and I guessed his was close, he continued for what seemed like ages then said are you ready for my poison slut “yes please seed my hole with your cum” Sir. I lost control and my cock exploded in one of the most intense orgasm I have ever had and as my ring tightened, I could feel Sir cock throb and start erupting in my once Virgin hole it continued for ages flooding me deep, Sir pulled out moved round and showed me his cum/blood covered cock saying lick it clean slut. He then turned to the guys behind and said come on fuck him flood him with your poison. We want him next full term virus the two withered guys said, sure give it two him, they both came round to face me their cocks hard and leaking Aids pre-cum I instinctively stuck out my tongue and the one of the guys squeezed his cock and his Aids pre-cum leaked onto me tongue it tasted so good and I sucked the head of his cock real hard to get every drop, Aids fucker 1 then said “this slut is great I must breed him now” he was quickly behind me pushing his hard hard death cock into my guts as Aid fucker 2 pushed his cock down my throat, look guys this slut is getting aids cocks and cum from both ends, it felt so right these guys took turn throat and arse fucking me, I could tell they where both close as my throat Aids fucker pulled out and said no no this death seed is going to breed you just as the Aids fucker deep in my arse said here is cum your fucked now slut as his cock exploded in my guts flooding me with his death virus, as soon as he pulled out the other one was slamming my hole and my first aids fucker throat fucked me with his blood covered virus coated cock, soon enough I could feel the Aids fucker in my cunt start to throb which made me shot another load of cum out of my cock, and it was enough to take him over the edge and ropes and ropes of toxic Aids cum spurted from his cock deep in me change my life forever. Once they had done, they both marked my back with Aid’s cum and two dashes, I now had three loads in me😊 and loads more to come, one happy slut. As the rest of the guys started taking their turns face and arse fucking me, I looked up to notice that Sir was whipping Jay really hard saying I knew what you did you dirty little fucker and you will pay. I had cum hands free so many time during my conversion that I had lost count, and was week and sore from all the loads I had received. When all of the breeders had finished and left Sir came round and looked at my back the count was 23 poz loads and 6 Aids loads. Nice good work slut he said slapping my butt, lets not waste any of that Aids cum in you as he took a large butt plug out and pushed into my gapping hole. Now for that disobedient slut hang there.

Part 3: Two hours later I could no longer clench my hole tight. Instead every few steps a small drop of cum would drip from my destroyed ass lips and add to the growing wet spot in my shorts. Mac had fucked three loads total into me before letting his boy Greg breed me once as well. I had been surprised by the shirt but incredibly fat dick that Greg sported and how well he plowed my slack hole. Mac had gotten in the shower when he was done with me so it was up to Greg, who bred me against the front door, to tell me that my next stop wasn’t far away and I would know it when I got there. I looked at him confusedly and he just told me to go back the way I had come and to say yes to the opportunities that presented themselves. My cock was still semi hard in the elevator on the way back down, and I knew that I stuck of sweat and cum now. I would have to go home and shower, and change before whatever was next. Just as I was heading out the revolving door I heard a voice behind me. “Well it looks like you had a good time.” I turned and saw the door man standing next to his desk. “I…um….excuse me?” I stammered in response. “Judging by that wet spot in your shorts I looks like Mac bred you pretty well and maybe even Greg.” I didn’t know what to say, I just stared at him. “You’re Sir’s new boy aren’t you?” I nodded slowly, noticing a growing bulge in the front of the door man’s suit pants. “I love when Sir sends a boy out to have his limits tested,” he was now rubbing the unmistakable bulge in his pants. “Get behind the desk and suck my cock till my relief comes down, then I’ll take you in the back and give you another load.” I blinked, and without saying a word, moved behind the desk and got on my knees in front of the char. Without even knowing his name, as soon as the door man’s crotch was in front of me I fished out his cock and swallowed his growing shaft. His dick was not as long as either Sir’s or Mac’s but it was incredibly thick, much like Greg’s. His shaft, probably just 8 inches long, though was nothing compaired to the enormity of his mushroom head. It’s broad flat top stuck on considerably from the shaft and I could only imagine how that would feel punching in and out of my battered hole. With quiet enthusiasm I swallowed his dick as I had been instructed, and all the while he continued to greet residents as if nothing were happening. At one point he even buzzed someone’s Seamless order up to them, his cock never leaving my mouth, and his composure never wavering. After about fifteen minutes of passionate sucking I heard a new voice from our side of the desk. “Jesus James, another one?” I couldn’t see the speaker from where I was but I assumed he could see some part of me. “This is Sir’s new boy, he’s been sent out for testing. Just got done with Mac and Greg upstairs and now it’s our turn. Take the desk while I breed his cunt and then he’s all yours.” “Oh shit, I didn’t realize Sir was sending one out. Fuck yeah. Go!”

Part 2 I clenched my ass tight as I walked back to my place, trying to keep SIR’s cum inside of me. I had just taken five POZ loads in my ass, and what concerned me was the fact that I didn’t care. In face, I was still horny despite having cum twice myself. I thought about what SIR had said to me just before I left, “Now remember boy, I don’t care who fucks you, or how many loads you take, just know that your hole belongs to me. So that means that when I tell you to get your cunt on my cock, you come to where ever I am, when I want.” Readily I had agreed and had left his apartment with my cock slowly stiffening again. By the time I got home I knew I needed to get fucked again, not even wanting to go back upstairs yet, I texted SIR. I know you said you didn’t care who I got fucked by SIR, but are you sure it’s alright? His response came swiftly: Take all the cock you need just remember who your cunt belongs to. Yes SIR. You have anyone in mind to breed your spunked up hole? No SIR, not yet. I just started looking at SCRUFF. Fuck that. Text my friend, he’ll knock you up good. Tell him that SIR sent you. He sent me the contact for “Big Mike” and I wasted no time in messaging him. I sat on my stoop, hole clenched tight, for a very long minute waiting for a response. So, SIR’s got a new boy, fun. You got a hole full of his POZ spunk kid? Yes. I responded. Good, I love fucking a sloppy cunt. Come over. He included his address, about twenty minutes walk across town from where I was. Without hesitation I stood up and started walking. A thought struck me as I crossed the street pressing into the throng of people swarming around Time Square: here I was, on my way to a man’s apartment, who I had never seen, and who was more then likely preparing to dump another POZ load in my ass. My cock twitched, I had my answer. If SIR had sent me to him I was certain that was good enough. I crossed town as quickly as I could and soon found myself in front of a stone fronted luxury apartment building. I blushed slightly at the thought of having to go through the very clean modern looking lobby to get to the elevators at the far side. Steeling my nerve, and hoping that I didn’t smell too much like sweat and cum, I had yet to shower, pushed through the revolving door. I had just made it to the elevator when a low cough drew me up short. I turned my head making eye contact with the doorman who I had been carefully avoiding. “Where are you heading?” he asked in a deep voice. He was younger then most doormen, with a dark completion and bright green eyes he was actually rather attractive. I told him the apartment I was heading to and he gave me a long appraising look before smiling to himself and nodding. Feeling slightly uncomfortable, as if the doorman knew exactly why I was there, I hurried off to the elevators. I stood outside of the apartment staring at the metal door for a moment before, feeling my hole twitch, and becoming aware of the small trickle of cum that had escaped my ass, I raised my hand and knocked. The door opened quickly, but not by the sort of man I had expected. A boy not much older then twenty or so stood before me dressed in only a jock. He had short-cropped blond hair, bright blue eyes, and a strong handsome face. He had the look of a twink who was quickly transitioning to jock. Between his well toned pecs a small growth of blond chest hair sprouted, almost but not quite connecting to the dense and slightly darker treasure trail that led into the waistband of his jock. He smiled at me, and I noticed that his mouth and cheeks were shiny with what I could really only guess to be spit. Gesturing, he stepped back to let me into the apartment. As the door closed behind me he said, “Take your clothes off here.” Dutifully I stripped off, leaving my clothes in a heap by the door. My cock was hard as it had ever been in my life and I gave the boy a wry smile. Winking at me, he said, “You have to earn clothes here, although looking at that sweet ass I’m guessing you’ll never be granted more then a jock.” He turned to lead me down the hallway and added, “I’m Greg, by the way,” as a bit of an after thought. “Aaron,” I replied. “Nice to meet you, I’m guessing we’ll be seeing a lot of each other if SIR keeps you. I’m Mac’s fucktoy, that’s what he calls me. SIR always sends his boys to Mac when they are ready to start taking other cocks. Mac then uses them and tells SIR if he thinks they’re worth keeping around.” He turned to face me, “When did SIR start fucking you?” “About ten hours ago,” I said a little sheepishly. “Seriously, you took your first load from SIR this morning?” “Yeah, um, last night I guess,” it seemed odd to be saying out loud what had happened to me, “he drugged me and I agreed to let a bunch of guys breed me, and then he sent me a video of it and told me to call him when I was ready for more. I, well...” I knew this must sound so wrong, but I had loved it, “I just called him right then and went over to his place and he fucked me. After he came he told me he was POZ, which freaked me out for a minute, but it felt so good that all I could think about was getting him to fuck me again,” the words were poring out of me in a word vomit confession, “and so I took four more loads from him. While I was walking home I texted him saying I wanted more cock and he directed me here.” “Jesus, you came around faster then I did. It took a week of daily breedings from Mac before he sent me to SIR. So you’ve got at least five loads in you hole right now?” “Yeah, if there’s any left from last night.” “Turn around, and bend over, I wanna see really fast.” I did as he asked and turned around, grabbing my cheeks as I bent over to really show off my hole. “Fuck, he ran a finger over my hole, Mac’s gonna love that. Come on we’ve kept him waiting long enough.” The hallway into the apartment proper was a rather long one, Greg led me all the way to the end when on the right hand side was a large open arch that opened onto a spacious loft. The left hand side was entirely composed of windows that looked out over the city, Freedom tower glinting in the distance. Facing the windows sitting on a gray, square armed, modern looking sofa was what could only be a younger version of SIR. At probably 35, the man who I correctly guessed to be Mac, had a dark brown beard, a neatly combed haircut, broad shoulders, powerful chest, and was covered in dark brown hair. My eyes only lingered on these features for a moment before falling to the thick veined cock he was fisting. My mouth started to water an my hole clenched several times just at the sight of it. “Well, don’t just stand there cunt, come and get on your knees.” He said gruffly, I rushed forward and fell to my knees between his wide spread legs. His hands landed on the back of my head and pushed me down so that I had no choice but to take his fat cock down my throat. “My fucktoy’s been keeping me hard for you. I’m gonna fill you up with a few more POZ loads before I send you on to your next stop. Now that you’ve shown SIR you’re a horny cumdump he’s planned a full night of load taking for you. Hope your cunt is up to it. SIR seems to think so, and he’s rarely wrong.” My hole twitched at his words and I slurped his cock down with even more gusto. I pressed myself forward, willing more and more of his cock down my throat. Quickly his shaft grew slick with throat juice as I slobbered up and down its considerable length. A blowjob; however, was clearly not Mac’s main focus. After what was no more then five minutes he pulled me off of his dick and said in a gruff breathy voice, “Sit on it.” I leapt to my feet and clambered up onto the couch so I was squatting over his lap facing him. With one hand on the back of the couch to steady myself I used the other to aim his cock at my desperate hole, and with no lube other then my spit and the cum that was still inside of me, I sat down on his cock slowly. His cock was thicker then SIR’s but not as long. I groaned as his unusually broad, blunt cock head stretched my sphincter wide. His cock felt as thought it increased in girth down its entire length so that by the time I felt my ass cheeks come to rest on Mac’s hairy thighs I was shaking a reveling in being stretched further then I had ever thought possible before. Mac gave me a few moments to get used to his thick cock before, his hands under my ass, he lifted me, and then slowly lowered me back down onto his cock. He did this several times, each time lifting me a little bit higher. I started to lift myself up, dropping down hard on his cock, feeling his head punching against my guts. My hole was twitching around his cock, and my breath came in short gasps each time he pulled out. After what seemed like a blissful eternity, Mac pushed me down, hard, on his cock, his head pressing against my second sphincter and making me cry out. I could feel my inner hole giving way, and as it did Mac flipped us over so that now I was laying on my back on the couch, my legs wrapped around him. Mac used the added leverage of our new position to force his cock past my second hole. I cried out in pleasure and pain, but had no time to get used to what had just happened as Mac now began to pound me so hard that my entire body shook with the force of it. “God,” he grunted, “SIR was right, your cunt is made for cock.” Mac didn’t slow down or lessen his assault on my hole for what I can only assume was fifteen minutes. I could tell that my hole would be bruised but I also knew somewhere in the back of my mind that I didn’t care and it wouldn’t stop me from taking Mac’s cock more. Sweat poured off of his and splattered against my shaking body. I cried out, moaning and grunting with every thrust. Somewhere in the back of my mind I wondered if there were neighbors close by who could hear Mac destroying my hole. “You ready for your first load from me boy?” Mac asked after what had to be a full quarter of an hour of unrelenting pounding. “You ready for your next dose of POZ cum?” ‘Yes,” I yelled, “breed me! Fill me up! POZ my cunt!” His only response was a wicked smile and slamming into my ass a few times even harder then before, punching through my second sphincter each time. Then I knew he was coming, he growled and shoved his dick as deep as he could. Almost his entire load went past my inner ring, and I reveled in it. He did not pull out but instead, began to fuck me very slowly. “With a cunt a nice as yours ill probably be able to get out six loads before I go soft. You ready for that boy?” “Yes, my hole is yours.” “Good answer.”

Part 1 It was a regular Friday night my first summer home from college. The local bars were harder to get into than those near my campus, and I found myself being left outside while a few older friends were inside, despite trying to sneak through twice, and getting bitched at by the bouncer. So I wandered over to a friend’s house and hung out, sharing some wine with three girls. After about an hour and a half, I’d had my fill of the chatter and high pitched laughing. My mind kept wandering to men, and I was feeling really horny. REALLY horny! I’d been home 3 weeks, was missing my college friends, and most of all a couple of the guys who I’d played with during the school year. I definitely wasn’t a sexual superstar. In fact, I felt pretty awkward any time it happened. An upperclassman had taught me to bottom just before winter break, and when we returned for the spring semester, he and another friend had tried to help me get more comfortable with it. I enjoyed it, and knew I wanted more, but it always felt awkward and somewhat forced. I left my friend’s house and was driving toward home, not knowing what else to do. Maybe go back to the bar and try to slip in again. I had a slight buzz from the wine, and pulled over thinking over my options. I really wanted to get laid, in a bad, bad way. But where to go? I started thinking of places, and remembered there was an adult bookstore about 20 minutes away. I’d heard people talk about it — that there was some cruising going on, and most people called it “the last resort.” Guys had talked about it in a way that definitely made it sound like a place you didn’t want to be seen. I drove around a bit. Trying to talk myself out of going, but knowing I was really intrigued. I’d never been to one. I’d seen some porn online that was supposedly recorded in porn booths at one, but I’d never actually seen one myself. As I drove around, I got closer. I was on the main road in an older part of town where a bunch of stores had closed down and were empty. It was a long street with 4 or 5 traffic lights, and as I drove by the church on the street, I felt overwhelmingly guilty. I shouldn’t be going. But as I sat at the light outside the church, I could see about 3 blocks away a small glowing sign. That was it. I drove further, my chest feeling tight as I got closer, knowing I should turn off at the corner, and feeling ashamed when I didn’t. I pulled over about a block away, the single sign glowing on the block ahead. I could already make out the lettering “Adult Outlet.” I got out of the car, locked it, and started walking, and walked right by the door, hoping I could see inside. But all the windows were blacked out, the sign the only hint there was a store there. There were some cars along the street, but not many. I knew there was a parking lot out back, but I really didn’t want to be back in the darker alleys at this time of night, though I was tempted for the anonymity. But there wasn’t any traffic on the street, and I was a good half hour from home. I walked back past the door again and hesitated, my heart was pounding in my chest, and my eyes locked on the door. The night air was humid, but I felt a chill standing there in a tank top, shorts and flip flops. What if no one liked me? I was 19, and I had a trim body that I thought looked good with lean muscle, but I also looked really young still, and kinda nerdy. My hair was blonde with some ginger tinges, and I wasn’t really one to stand out in a crowd. I took a breath and walked in. The door chimed and my heart jumped. Inside was brightly lit, and the store had a lot of shelves everywhere. I walked around, trying to take it in and get my bearings. Lots and lots of DVDs, and some different toys. I ignored the products with women on them, and zoned in on stuff with the guys pictured on the boxes. I just got hornier. I looked around and thought maybe the stories weren’t true — there was no way people cruised in a place like this. And there were no booths, just shelves. I was about to leave when I heard the door chime again and another guy appeared out of nowhere, walking toward the front counter. There was a side hallway I hadn’t noticed, tucked behind a row of shelves. I walked that way nervously, and saw a long hallways lined with DVDs, and a doorway with a neon glow about halfway down. I started down the hallway when the clerk yelled at me, “You need to purchase a ticket, kiddo.” My heart stopped and I wanted to run. But I had to go back back toward the front desk anyway. I walked up, the other guy furnishing his purchase. He looked at me as he turned around, smiled, and headed toward the back again, disappearing into the neon glowing doorway. “You want a ticket?” I nodded. “ID?” I fumbled my ID, dropping it twice, and handy it a bit shakily to him. He looked it over, looked at me, and I immediately feared he knew me or recognized my name on the ID and knew my parents. He handed it back. “Twelve bucks. And you should probably buy some head cleaner.” “What?” He shook his head, pulled something out of the display case, and set a small bottle wrapped in bright yellow on the counter. “You should take a bottle of this, too. I think you’ll need it.” I had no idea what it was, or why I’d need it. “Ok.” He rang me out, I paid him, and headed out back, my flip flops scuffling on the floor. My heart was racing again as I reached that glowing door. There was a purple neon sign inside that was radiating the glow, and I stepped into what was otherwise darkness. It was weird this hallway was so dark since the store was brightly lit, but I walked in and turned to my left. There was a maze of hallways, four in total, I think. My eyes adjusted and I walked slowly, seeing rows of doors in each hallway with lights above the doors, some of them blazing bright red. I didn’t know what they lights meant. I wandered, hearing grunts and porn playing. I looked in a few of the booths, seeing a small video screen and controls. After a few minutes, I stepped into one and fumbled around with the controls, pulling up some gay porn after a few tries. I was surprised to find there was actually A LOT of gay porn on the channels. I stood there, closed the door, and started watching a few channels, flipping around the different scenes and settling on a couple young guys giving head. After a minute I pulled out my cock and slowly began stroking. I was rock hard. I finally noticed the windows on either side of the booth, and some switches at the top. I played around, and realized the switches raised and lowered a screen inside the window. Holy shit! I could see inside other booths! But both were empty. I zipped up and started walking around again, checking out the hallways, and wondered who else was here. I couldn’t be the only guy here — I’d seen the guy at the counter come back here. I walked one hallway over and saw more red lights glowing above the doorways. I tried a couple of the doors, but they were locked. There was one without a light, and I tried that — empty, but between two doors with the light going. I stepped inside. The two side windows were covered, so I unzipped my shorts, started stroking slowly to some porn. I heard a whirring sound almost immediately, and looked at one of the windows. I touch the button and the screen went up — turns out both people have to had to raise their screen. Right there on the other wise was another guy with his cock out, stroking it. It was a thick cock and a long shaft. He turned so I could see it well, and. I automatically followed his example. Holy shit! There’s a guy stroking on the other wise looking at my cock. He was wearing jeans and boots, which. Was all I could see of him, his jeans halfway down his thighs. He wagged his cock toward the window, and I did the same, feeling self-conscious and awkward, but feeling myself ay through it. I wondered what his cock felt like. He kinda bent over, and I instinctively pulled my cock back into my underwear a, uncertain what was happening. He looked under the curtain, checking me out, and stood up again. Then he zipped up and abruptly left. My heart sank. Rejected right away. I suddenly felt very awkward and out of place. Standing there half naked in the glow from the video screen, I felt demoralized and decided to leave. I started to pack up and turned to the door when it suddenly opened. In stepped the guy in jeans and boots. He was tall, about 6 feet to my 5’8”, and he was wearing a button door shirt that was opened and showing off muscled pecs and dark hair. He looked to be in his late 30s or early 40s, and instantly struck me as sexy. I had never been around older guys, just college guys from school. He gave off an energy that was confident and sexy. He looked at me, looking me up and down, and held an intense stare. He reached out and tweeted a nipple, which I recoiled a little bit because it hurt and no one had ever done that. He pulled out his cock again, and pushed his jeans down to his knees. I pushed my shorts down, and they easily fell to the floor with the weight of my phone and keys in them. He reached out and pulled off my tank top, then started rubbing my chest. “nice,” he said in a quiet tone. I did the same, enthralled by. The hardness of his pecs. I suddenly felt very small. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. He ran his hands up and down. My naked body. Oh my god, I was naked in a booth with a. Stranger touching me. It was awkward, but thrilling. A part of me started to pull back to bolt, but he held me firm. He reached down and massaged my ass. I melted a little, and an amazing shiver ran up my spine. He flexed his hips, and I felt his hard, smooth cock sliding across my abs. My breathing got weird, in a way. I’d not felt it before. I started panting a little. The heat coming off his body was alluring, and I could the stark difference between the air. Conditioned air that was blowing across my naked backside. “Turn around” he whispered.

PART I In the summer of my senior year in high school, I had just turned 18, I suddenly started looking less like a boy and more like a man. I gained 20 pounds of muscle, jumping two full weight classes on the wrestling team. My chest became muscular and defined almost overnight. My boyish stomach developed into six distinct muscles that flexed and tightened on demand. In addition, my ass wasn’t flat anymore - it was a genuine bubble butt, a jockboy muscle ass. Even my dick seemed to get fatter and longer. Girls started noticing me. And something else started happening, also: when I walked around town, the occasional man would shoot hungry glances at me, devouring me with his eyes. The truth is, I wanted to be devoured, and every night, when I quietly jacked my dick under the covers, I’d think about my wrestling coach, Mr. Pitt. He was in his late 30s, with jet-black hair and dark, playful, wolfish eyes. He always had a thick layer of scruff on his square jaw, and his torso was just fucking perfect: I’d never seen him with his shirt off, but he definitely had a hairy chest, and his hard pecs were always visible under his tight-fitting polo shirt. From the moment I met the guy, I jacked off almost every night wondering what his cock looked like, imagining what it would be like to touch that chest, that hair, those nips. The assistant wrestling coach, Mr. Strickland, was every bit as hot. A former college wrestler now in his mid-20s, he was a dirty-blond, green-eyed Midwestern jock dude with a massive bulge in his crotch. One time I happened to see him playing basketball shirtless, and I just stopped and stared: his schlong bounced up and down in his loose gym shorts, and his muscled chest was covered with a sexy layer of dark-blond fur. Coach Pitt and Coach Strickland—the brown-haired dude and the blond guy. They were like the Hardy Boys, all grown up, strutting around the halls of our high school with their dress pants stretched tight around their cocks. At the beginning of my senior year, Coach Pitt started paying a lot more attention to me. He made me team captain. He and I would often demonstrate wrestling moves together, and sometimes his hand would linger on my ass after he’d pinned me to the mat. And like all team captains at our school, I was responsible for helping him clean up the equipment after practice - which meant that I got to the locker room 30 minutes late every night, after all my teammates were gone. Then I’d shower by myself, get dressed, and head home. But something funny happened about a week before Christmas: after my shower, I was toweling off in front of my locker, bending over the bench to grab my briefs. And I swear I felt someone staring at me. I turned back toward Coach Pitt’s office, but he was concentrating on some paperwork at his desk. I began slipping my briefs up my calves and thighs, snapping the elastic around my butt, and again I sensed someone was watching - but when I looked up, Coach Pitt wasn’t looking at all. I figured my mind was just playing tricks on me. The next night was even weirder. After I got dressed, I walked past Coach Pitt’s office. His office was composed of two rooms: the front room facing the lockers, and a back room suited for physical therapy and private meetings. The door to the backroom was just barely open, and through the crack I could see Coach watching something on a computer. His back was turned to me, but as I looked closer, I could see that it was porn. And not just any porn - it was gay porn. From what I could tell, Coach Pitt had both of his hands on his cock, jacking like crazy to a scene where some dude was pounding a tight muscle hole. But then he suddenly froze in place, as if he could sense me watching. He tilted his head to the side, listening. And before he could turn around, I ducked out of the locker room and into the night. The next day was the last day of school before Christmas break. As I showered up, Coach Pitt poked his head into the shower room. “Hey, buddy,” he said. I looked over at him. He was only wearing a towel loosely draped around his hips. I stared at his perfect hairy chest, his taut abs, the dense thicket of hair just above his cock bulge. His body was even hotter than I’d imagined in all my jack-off fantasies. A few moments passed before I realized that I was staring. Startled, I looked toward the wall. “Didn’t mean to scare you, Lance,” Coach said, cracking a devilish grin. “Do you mind if I shower in here? The shower in my office is on the fritz.” I shrugged, trying not to reveal my excitement. “Cool,” I managed to croak. He swaggered to the opposite wall and turned on a showerhead. Meanwhile, my cock, no longer a boy’s little dick, but a man’s cock, fat and veiny, began to throb and grow. Then I heard his voice “You’re looking really great these days, Lance.” I turned around to look at him, and saw something I hadn’t even dared to see in my dreams. Coach Pitt stood under a full stream of water, his eyes closed, his face turned upward into the shower, shampoo streaming down his torso, down his abs. As my eyes descended down his body along with the water and the suds, I saw that everything was cascading around his giant cock. He was completely hard. His beautiful dick extended a full nine inches from his abs - a man’s cock, that made me feel like a boy all over again. Panicked, I turned back to stare at the wall. My dick was also now totally hard. I wasn’t sure what to do. Then Coach Pitt spoke. “Hey, Lance? Everything okay?” After a moment’s hesitation, I rotated my torso to face him, trying to hide my giant boner. He was still standing underneath the water, but now his legs were shoulder-width apart, his hands tweaking his nips, his hard cock visibly twitching. And there was a big ol’ grin on his handsome, scruffy face. I stared openly. I didn’t want to say anything. If this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake myself up. “You have the cutest fuckin’ butt, dude,” he said, reaching down to yank on his dick. “I’ve jacked my cock so many times thinking about your little jock ass.” He paused, then smiled. “You like my dick, huh? I knew you were a little cockhound the moment I saw you at your first practice back in freshman year.” I kept staring. He let out a low chuckle, then gripped his cock with his hand, the muscles in his forearm tensing as he began jerking off in front of me. “You wanna touch my dick, Lance?” he asked. “It’s cool, buddy. Just say it. You wanna touch Coach’s cock, huh?” I nodded. “What was that, boy?” “Yes, Coach, I want to touch your dick.” His smile got even bigger. “Good boy,” he said. “You smoke weed?” “Yes, Coach.” “C’mon, then,” he said. “Let’s go to my office. Hang out. Have a little fun. Cool?” “Yeah, OK,” I said, my body shaking with excitement. I followed him through the front office and into the back office. He closed and locked the door, then turned to face me. He brushed his hand against my chest, then reached around to the small of my back, drawing me closer to him. I could feel the heat of his breath. “Actually,” he said, “wanna try something even more fun than pot?” “Sure, yeah,” I answered. At that point I would have done anything - absolutely anything - to keep this dream from ending. He walked over to a desk drawer, opened it, and removed a glass pipe. “You’ll like this, buddy,” he said. All I could do was nod. I couldn’t believe I was standing in Coach Pitt’s office, the two of us in nothing but towels. “Here: put it to your mouth. I’ll light it. Wait. Just wait for it. You’ll see a little wisp of smoke coming out of this hole here, and then you start inhaling. Now. Start. Good boy. There you go. Keep inhaling. Good.” I blew out a cloud of white smoke. “Do it again,” he said. I obeyed. And a third time. And a fourth. Then he took the pipe and lit it for himself, blowing the smoke into my mouth, then kissed me, his beard rough against my lips. He growled, asking “How ya doing, buddy?” I wasn’t sure how to answer that. My head was buzzing. My cock was unbelievably hard. And something in my butt - well, it almost ached. Like the beginning of a hunger pang I’d never felt before. Coach Pitt dropped his towel, then removed mine. He stepped closer, rubbed his nips against mine, his cock against my stomach. Then he kissed me as his hands wandered down to my jock butt, each hand on an asscheek, spreading my hole. I arched my back just a little bit, and my ass spread wider. He grinned. “That smoke made your hole hungry, huh?” I nodded, and he laughed again. “I’ve got a confession, boy,” he said. “My office shower’s actually working. I just wanted an excuse to get naked with the hottest little stud on my wrestling team.” He leaned in to kiss me again, and this time I kissed him back, hungrily. He growled as his fingers hovered over my hole. “You ever take a man’s cock in this sweet little cunt?” I shook my head. He pulled me closer, grinding his abs against mine. “You gonna give up your smooth, pink, tight virgin ass to Coach? Let Coach dick you deep, slap his balls against your ass, pound you like the sweet hungry fagboy you are?” “Yes, Coach.” “Yes Coach what?” “Please fuck me, Coach. I want your dick inside me so fucking bad.” “Thatta boy," he said, then paused. He lowered his voice. "You gonna make Coach wear a rubber?” I didn't answer right away. Everyone's supposed to use rubbers, right? But then Coach slipped his hand back around my butt and spread my fuck hole with two fingers. “Your Coach fucks the way men are supposed to fuck. Raw. Natural. I want to feel the skin of my fat cock head splitting your little jock butt wide open. I want to feel the heat and hunger of your virgin hole against my bare dick. And you’ll let me do that, won’t you? Because you’re Coach’s good boy. Right, Lance?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me the way you want.” “That’s what I like to hear. A true bottom boy surrenders his hole to raw dick. That right?” “Yes, Coach. Fuck me raw.” “And I won’t pull out until I’ve pounded my boy’s hole full of seed.” I don’t know why, but with those words I almost shot my load without even touching myself. Coach saw my eyes get big, and he grinned. “See? You know, and somehow you’ve always known, that a man’s cum is what you need in this sweet little butt. I want to train my boy to spread his boy hole for cock. Beg for seed like a good bottom. The best bottom.” “The best bottom,” I murmured, nodding. “Let’s get you cleaned out, boy. I’ll show you how to get your ass ready for Coach.” With that he took me back to his private shower and pointed to a little red plastic bulb. “This has some liquid in it already,” he said to me. “It’s a homemade recipe to help my boy get ready for dick.” He reached down, spread my pink hole a little bit, and inserted the tip of the douche. Then he gave a hard squeeze. “Clench your butt, Lance. Keep it up in there.” At first I didn’t feel anything, but then my head began to tingle, and my dick twitched, and I felt a warmth and a deep, dark hunger radiating out from my guts. My butt seemed to pulse with a need to be touched, licked, fingered, fucked, filled. Coach Pitt smiled. “You feel that?” I nodded. “That, boy, is what it’s like to douche with your Coach’s slam piss. You don’t know what slam piss is, but you will. Enjoy the ride. Just enjoy it. But keep your hole nice and tight. Nice and tight for Coach. Good boy.” He turned me around, cautioning me “Keep that hole tight,” as he rubbed his cock up against my crack, adding “You’ve got some fur on this hole, boy.” I nodded. Just a few months earlier I’d started to get hair around my ass, and just a little bit on my chest. “Listen,” he said. “I love a furry hole on a man. But a boy like you? A boy getting his cherry popped? That boy needs a smooth fuckin’ pussy. You OK with me shaving your boy hole, Lance?” “Yes, please.” “Yes, please what?” “Yes please, Coach.” While his chem piss continued to radiate waves of pleasure all over my body, Coach smeared shaving cream on my ass. Then I felt the brush of a razor against my hole, and as he shaved me, I swear I could feel every hair surrendering to his blade. “There you go, buddy,” he said, slapping my ass. “Now go release that special brew that Coach squirted up your hole, then come back and I’ll fill you with the rest.” After a second dose of slam piss flooded my guts, Coach handed me the little bulb and told me to finish up. “And then you know what happens?” he asked. I smiled eagerly, responding “You fuck me, Coach?” “Not quite yet. First we’re driving back to my place, and we’re gonna hang out with Coach Strickland. He’s dying to see your boy hole. Would you like that?” “Fuck YEAH.” “Such a good boy. You want both of your coaches to pound you full of their seed, huh?” “Fuck YES. Please, Coach.” He paused. Then he drew me closer to him, kissed me, and brushed his beautiful dick across my abs. I could feel the pulse of his cock, so full of blood. I looked down at his massive, swinging balls, so full of cum. Then I heard his voice again. “I want to hear you say, ‘Please knock me up, Coach.’” “Please knock me up, Coach.” “Good. Now: ‘Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.’” “Wreck my boy hole, Coach. Please.” “Good boy. And finally: ‘Make me yours forever.’” “Make me yours forever.” “Very good, boy. Now go clean up. We’re gonna make this the fuck of your life.” MORE SOON...

It was Saturday night, and I had just gotten back to my apartment building, when I realized I didn't have the key to my front door. I'd taken it off my key ring for a friend to use that afternoon, and I'd forgotten to put it back on. Well now what was I going to do? It was 1:30 in the morning, everyone in the building was asleep, my boyfriend was gone on a business trip, and everyone else I knew was on the other side of town. As I was thinking about spending the night in my car, I saw one of my new neighbors drive by, probably just getting home like I was. He'd just moved into the building next door, and I'd seen him walk past my window pretty much every day, wearing his work clothes and looking fine as hell. He was white, pretty tall, and blasted hip-hop music in his car whenever he drove by. He always walked with swagger, but he also seemed really approachable, too, like he was always on a chill pill, and nothing ever bothered him. I'd been hoping to run into him at some point. My neighbor parked on the street and started pimp-walking toward his apartment, like he always does. I was still trying to think of where I was going to sleep that night, as he walked past my building. He nodded at me asking "Whatsup?" "How's it goin'?" I replied, thinking to myself he looked just as good up close as he did from afar. Then he paused at the foot of the staircase, looked at the keys in my hand, looked at the locked door to my building, and looked back at me and put the picture together asking "Are you locked out?" "Yeah," I said, laughing self-consciously, "I left my key inside." "Aw, shit," he said, "what are you gonna do?" "I don't know, it's not too cold. I guess I'll sleep in my car." "Ah for real?" he asked, "that sucks." "It's alright," I said with a shrug, "it's just one night." He seemed to think for a second, then he said, "Yo, I got like a big chair back at my place. You can crash there tonight if you want. It's gotta be more comfortable than sleeping in your car, man." My heart skipped a beat at that point. I'd seen this guy from a distance several times, but never even thought to speak with him, let alone being in a position where he would invite me to spend the night back at his place! I knew it didn't mean anything, which was good since I had a boyfriend anyway, but how could I say no? "That would be really awesome," I said, "are you sure it's okay?" "Yeah, man, it's cool, we're neighbors, right?" "You are incredible," I said, "I'll be gone first thing in the morning." "Don't sweat it, man." I tried not to look too eager as I walked down the stairs and let him take me back to his place. He told me his name was Simon, he'd just gotten back from some clubs with his friends, and he wanted to crash as soon as we got back, which was fine with me. He had a roommate, but the roommate was a heavy sleeper, so we didn't have to worry about waking him up. The chair in Simon's room was big and comfortable, and I was just starting to go to sleep, when I heard him say, "Fuck." I didn't think anything of it and started to go back to sleep, when he said, "Fuck, man." I sat up a little and looked over to where he was lying in bed. "What's -- what's wrong?" "It's all these bitches at the club, man. They want you to buy them drinks, buy them drinks, and they be rubbin' up on you all fuckin' night long, but then when you wanna take them home, then they got a 'boyfriend', or 'Maybe next time,' or some shit like that." "Oh really?" I asked, having no clue about bitches in clubs, then realizing I'd totally just given myself away. He didn't seem to notice, though. "Fuck yeah, man, and now I'm trying to get the fuck to sleep, and they got me hard as a fuckin' rock." What did he just say? Did he really just tell me he had a fucking hard-on, and did he tell me this as I was prepared to spend the night in his bedroom? Is this what straight guys normally talk about with each other? Or was he looking for…something else? "You're -- you're hard right now?" I asked, trying to figure out what the heck to do. "Rock, fucking, hard," he said without hesitation. "How the fuck am I gonna go to sleep like this?" I was glad the room was dark, because I probably looked like a deer in the headlights. If he weren't my neighbor, if I didn't have a boyfriend, and if I'd had a few drinks in me, I might have jumped at what seemed like an open invitation to this hot straight guy's cock. But if I made a move on my straight neighbor who walks past my place every day, and it turned out I was wrong…. Just then, I heard him make a slapping noise, one, two, three times. "Uh, Simon?" I asked. "Yo." "What was that?" "That was my fuckin' cock, man, I'm tellin' you, I'm rock hard right now, I can't go to sleep." "It just sounded like your hand or something," I said, still trying to buy time and figure out whether I should just go for it, or forget the whole thing. "Yo, if you don't believe me, turn on the fuckin' light, man." I still didn't know what to do, but there was nothing wrong with just looking, was there? So against my better judgement, I got up, went to the light switch, and turned it on. And there was Simon, no shirt on, his boxers pulled down, and his seven inch hard cock pointing straight up to his belly button. He lifted his cock up, then let it smack down hard on his abs a few times. So that was the slapping noise I'd heard before. "Wow, you're really hard," was the only stupid thing I could think of to say. "What are you gonna do?" "I need to fuckin' bust my nut," he replied, adding "I don't even care, a hot mouth, or a tight pussy, or whatever the fuck, you know?" When I didn't respond right away, he looked at me and asked, "You like dick, don't you?" "What?" I asked, panicked. I wasn't expecting that question, even though I guess it was obvious. "I -- yeah, I ...." "Can you help a brotha out? Please, man," he said, making his fat white cock smack on his abs a few more times, then looking back at me. I knew I had a boyfriend, and I knew I shouldn't be messing around with guys who lived right next door…but how many times was I going to get a hot straight guy begging me to suck his cock? So I turned the light off again, figuring that's how he'd want it, and walked over to the bed, filled with lust, and guilt. I climbed between his legs and tentatively put his cock head in my mouth, still not believing he was letting me do this. He sighed as soon as my lips closed around his hard-on, so I kept going. I slowly went all the way down to the base, feeling his cock gag me a few times. When he still didn't stop me, I sucked his cock a little faster, gagging myself a few more times. Then I went after his balls, swirling them around in my mouth and licking underneath them. After a couple minutes, I had this stranger's hairy balls rubbing all over my face, and I felt so disgusting, and so happy. Then Simon surprised me by grabbing my head and moving my mouth from his balls back onto his cock. I figured he wouldn't want to touch another guy at all, but he kept his hands on my head as he started roughly forcing his cock head down my throat, making me gag and slobber. "You like that fuckin' dick, don't you, pussy boy?" My eyes were watering, my nose was running, and he wasn't letting me off his cock, even though I tried pulling up a few times. "Yeah you do, you fuckin' bitch boy, I knew you wanted this dick the moment I saw you." Then without warning, he took his cock out of my mouth and started pulling my shirt off. I started to say something, but I was still trying to catch my breath, so I just let him do it. Then he moved around behind me, pushed me up the bed onto my stomach, and started tearing my jeans off, too. "No, I don't --" I started to say, but he kept pulling them off, and threw them onto the floor. He moved back up the bed and forced his cock down my throat again. This time as I was gagging on his cock, he slid his hand inside my briefs and started playing with my hole. Well this was happening too fast, and it was more than I'd bargained for -- I'd thought I would just suck off this stud, and keep my clothes on, and that would be that. That wasn't really cheating on my boyfriend, was it, if I didn't even take my clothes off? But it looked like my neighbor wanted more than to just get his cock sucked, which I wasn't really okay with. Well, maybe he just wanted to play with my hole while I sucked him off, I thought, and that was it. I mean, he was straight, wasn't he? And he hadn't even taken my underwear off. So after a few seconds, I stopped fighting him and just let him rub a couple slick fingers on my hole while he fucked my throat. But after just a few minutes of that, he yanked me off his cock and threw me up the bed onto my stomach again. While I was catching my breath and wiping the slobber off my face, he tore off my underwear, and then he was between my legs, with his tongue up my ass. How the fuck had that happened? He was straight, wasn't he? And I barely even knew this guy! What was his name again? And I'd been with my boyfriend for almost three years, and I'd never cheated on him. What the hell was I doing? This was totally wrong, and way too fast, and I had to get him off me, and get out of there…. But he was making me feel so good, and my boyfriend had never been this passionate and aggressive with me. In fact, sex with my boyfriend was pretty routine, and he almost never ate me out, and definitely never as good as this guy. I could barely even think straight…. Then my neighbor stopped eating me out all of a sudden, and after a few seconds, my head cleared up and I turned around to face him, remembering what I'd wanted to say. "Listen, I -- I should probably go, I mean I was just going to suck you off, and that's it, but I mean I barely even know you, and I just...." "Shut up, bitch boy!" he said to me. "You're mine tonight!" With that, he grabbed my face and slammed me down into the pillow, stunning me. Who was this guy? What had happened to the laid-back, easygoing guy on the chill pill I'd seen walking past my window every day? Was he seriously not going to let me leave? He kept my face buried in the pillow, then I felt his weight on top of me. I heard him spit a few times, then I felt him rubbing his slick cock head against my hole. No, this wasn't right, I wasn't a cheater, I couldn't do this to my boyfriend, this was way too fast, I had to get out of there. "No, wait, I have to go, I can't do this..." I started to say, determined to get out of there, only to feel a sharp, very painful slap across my face. "Shut the fuck up, bitch," he grunted. What was happening? No one had ever slapped me that hard before. I tried to force my way out from under him, but he was much stronger than me, and shoved my face back down into the pillow so I could barely breath. Then I felt his cock head push harder against my hole, and then he was inside me. I screamed into the pillow, and he held his cock still. "You can take this dick, you fuckin' slut," he whispered into my ear while holding my arms down so I couldn't fight him. "You know you want it. Let me in, let me get off inside you, make me feel good." I had stopped fighting him and was just focusing on relaxing my hole so it wouldn't hurt so bad, and he had started kissing me as he was whispering these nasty things into my ear. "I'll stay right here till you get used to me, I'm not goin' anywhere, I know you want this dick." I don't know if he was right, and I did want it, but my ass eventually started to open up and let him in. I couldn't fight him, he was much stronger than me. So maybe if I just let it happen, it would all be over soon and I could just forget about this whole thing, and my boyfriend would never find out. "That's right, I can feel you loosening up for me, I knew you wanted it," he kept whispering into my ear, with his hands still grabbing my wrists. "Fuck, that feels good, bitch boy, you feel so good." He started moving his cock in and out of me, and moaning into my ear. I hoped he would just finish soon. Then I heard him say, "I've fucked hundreds of bitches just like you, you always put up a fight, but you always take the dick in the end." Wait, did he just say hundreds? How was that even possible? I'd only been with 20 guys, tops, and I thought that was a lot! Was he even wearing a fucking condom? "Wait, are you wearing a condom?" I asked, but he didn't answer, he just kept sliding his hard prick in and out of my hole and breathing right onto my face. I know he heard me. Why didn't he respond? "You have to put a condom on," I said, "I never -- you can't fuck me without one." He still didn't say anything, he just moaned a little louder, fucked me a little faster, and grabbed my wrists a little harder. I had to get him to stop. I'd been so careful with the other guys, and I'd even gone with my boyfriend to get tested when we'd first started dating. Now here was this total stranger inside me with no protection, and he'd said he'd had sex with hundreds of other people! Had he fucked all of them without a rubber, too?? "No, stop, I have a boyfriend!" I said, desperately trying not to catch anything from this guy I had just barely met. "Get off me!" I started to struggle again, but it was no use. Instead of letting me go, he got up off me, grabbed both my wrists with one hand, and slapped me hard with his other hand, one, two, three times. My face was still sore from the first time he'd slapped me, and my eyes started to water. I knew there was no way to get away from this man, he was all the way inside me with no condom on, and he wouldn't stop no matter how much I begged him or struggled to get away. He didn't lay back down on top of me or start kissing me again. Instead he grabbed my wrists and started slamming his unprotected cock into me as hard as he fucking could, anger-fucking me into the mattress. I could feel sweat dripping off of him onto my back. He seemed determined to give me a fuck I'd never forget, whether I wanted it or not. I stopped fighting him, and just hoped he'd hurry up and finish, so I could go. Then he switched from slam-fucking me to piledriving me, pounding his cock into me over and over again without stopping. And as angry and worried as I was, his cock started to feel really good inside me, and I started to moan in pleasure. I didn't know what was happening, or how I could enjoy this even a little bit, but his cock started to feel incredible inside me, like it belonged there. Once again I couldn't think straight, and started to forget that I wanted to get out of there. Then after a few minutes of pile-driving me, he started to moan louder, and I knew he was about to cum, which brought me back to reality. For a second, I still had hope he would do the decent thing and pull out before he came, since he knew I didn't want this, and that I definitely didn't want his cum inside me. But then he started to really slam his raw cock inside me and hold it there, and I knew he was shooting his load deep inside me. He knew I didn't want his cock or his cum, but he didn't care, he was giving me his load whether I wanted it or not. After he finished cumming inside me, he let go of my wrists and rolled onto his back. "Fuck, that was good, bitch boy," he said, slapping me hard on my ass, which was now full of his cum. I couldn't believe what had just happened, or that I had this total stranger's cum deep inside me, and I didn't even know what his status was. Did he even know? What had I done? I started to get up so I could get my clothes back on, when he rolled toward me and held me down again, pushing me into the pillow. What more did he want with me? I thought he was done? Then I felt another hand on my ass, and I knew it wasn't his. What the fuck? He felt me jump and held me down harder. "My roommate wants some, too." His roommate? What the fuck? Had he been there the whole time, watching this guy force his bare cock into me and shoot his load inside me when I'd begged him to stop? Had he watched me struggle and done nothing? The roommate didn't waste any time with foreplay, and before I could say anything, he was on top of me, sliding his hard dick right into my loose, well-fucked hole. I hadn't even seen the roommate and had no idea what he looked like, and I knew he wasn't wearing a rubber, either. He must have already been stroking his cock while he was watching Simon fuck me, because he only pounded my ass for a few minutes, then he was shoving his hard cock all the way inside me and shooting his load deep in me to mix with Simon's. "Fuck," was the roommate's only word, then he pulled out of me and left. I couldn't believe yet another complete stranger had just cum inside me, and I hadn't even seen this one. Was I even still clean now? Had they given me anything? What had I done? I started to get up again, but Simon wouldn't let me go. He turned me on my side and crawled up behind me, pressing his semi-hard cock up against my cummy hole. "You did so great, baby doll," he whispered to me, kissing my neck and nibbling my ear. "You made me feel so fuckin' good, you know that? So fuckin' good." He held me tight, pressed up against my back, and for some reason, I could start to feel myself getting turned on. He shouldn't have cum in me, and he shouldn't be holding me like this. I had a boyfriend, and this was so completely wrong. But he kept softly kissing my neck, and I didn't stop him. "And it was so hot seeing you take my roommate's dick. I wish you could have seen that." His hand started sliding down my bare chest, towards my cock, which he'd completely ignored before now. When he wrapped his hand around my cock and balls, I was surprised to realize I was totally hard. He started stroking my cock, and I didn't tell him to stop. He spat in his hand and went back to stroking me. I moaned a little and relaxed into his body, and I think he knew I was his. After just a few minutes, I was shooting a hot, guilty load all over his sheets, and pressing hard back into his chest. "I know you're confused right now, baby doll," he said softly as he nibbled my ear some more. "But I know you liked it. And I liked it, too. And I know you'll be back for more." And as I drifted off to sleep with these two strangers' loads planted deep inside me, I knew he was right.

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

For me I have to find the guys attractive so I can engage with the scene. I also prefer amateur porn. Sometimes the professional stuff is dragged out for too long. I get bored.

(One more setup chapter) Imagine my surprise when I received a 'call back '. This audition had myself the director and one other 'call back ' actor. The tall dark and handsome guy I had seen arriving as I left my first audition. Loud technobeat music was started and we were simply instructed to give our best stripping performance. We danced around each other like two proud roosters trying to win over the prize hen. The other guy slowly pulled his tight wife beater over his head tossing it at the director. In one quick pull I ripped every button off my shirt. After some playful dancing with my open shirt I slid it off my arms and deeply inhaled it's armpits. I then tossed it to my opponent who also sniffed and then licked the armpits. We both slipped out of our shoes. He had to awkwardly get out of his socks. I grabbed the first of these and began to stuff it in my mouth. The director was loving this strip off competition and egged us on with cheers, whistles and cat calls. You would have thought we had rehearsed earlier as our belts were ripped off in one simultaneous motion. Together we undid the button of our jeans and slowly lowered the fly. I turned my back and teased dropping trou ever so slightly and then pulling them back up. My opponent was seductively out of his jeans quickly and dancing around in a pair of yellow bikini briefs which set off his dark skin perfectly. I had chosen to wear my sexiest 'Skull and Bones' jock so when I did finally drop my jeans the director had a bird's eye view of my hairy bubble butt. The director held up money so we both danced over so he could slip some bills into our briefs. He snuck a peek at each of our junk. My inner exhibitionist was in top form so my cock was already starting to harden. I dropped down pulling my opponent's briefs with me and began sucking his cock. As he was hardening in my mouth the director fished out his own hardened dick. I stood, removed my jock, stuffed it in my opponent's mouth all before dropping down to suck the director's engorged member. My opponent offered his now hard cock to the director as the director used his to face fuck me. Soon his breathing became erratic. I had every intention of finishing him off in this audition and before long I had my first taste of another guys cum flooding my mouth. I took him in deeper and instinctively swallowed every drop of my first man load. As he began to soften I allowed him to drop from my mouth and licked my lips in satisfaction. It took a moment but he regained his breath and spoke; "Well, I had not anticipated that! Thanks guys, but the audition is not complete. I need to see how well you do in front of the camera. You've inspired me. Let's bring in the camera man to film you guys 69ing. This short film is not a sex tape, but I do like to include some in my work. " The camera man doffed his shirt the moment he arrived and saw us naked. We warmed up by deep kissing and then moved to the floor and assumed the 69 position. Fully engorged my opponent's cock was far thicker and longer than the director's. It was quite intimidating for a novice like me but I wasn't about to give up this far into the audition. Tall, dark and handsome had no trouble deep throating me and had me balls deep while I was still figuring out a line of attack. After licking his cock head and shaft while trying not to be distracted by his excellent oral ministrations I decided to go for broke. I opened my mouth as far as I could while relaxing my jaw. I descended on his shaft with only a third going in. His moans of pleasure spurred me on and my next dive plunged 2/3's down my throat. Again he moaned and rather than pull off I just pushed on down praying I wouldn't choke. I chocked but I was quickly back on him with no less enthusiasm. We pounded and drilled each other's throats. Just as I was about to despair that I couldn't hold off my orgasm I felt his seed spurt past my tonsils. We both blasted about six spasms deep into each other's gullet. As we were dressing the director excused the other guy and asked me to stay behind. He told me the part was mine if I wanted it. He explained he worked from the script but also liked to collaborate creative ideas with the cast, as I'd just observed in this audition. The script included at least one unsimulated blow job, but the fucking was to be simulated. Film shoots would finish early enough each day for everyone to review the 'dailies' and give their input for the next days shoot. Then he asked if I would like to see the footage just shot. I couldn't believe I had just sucked down two guys cocks and loads. Harder still to fathom was my first guy on guy 69 had been recorded. Of course I wanted to see this clip. I definitely wanted this risque part with such a collaborative director. I left the audition amazed with myself and wondering where all this would lead.

l fully expect a cumdump to suck my cock clean after I am finished using it. Whether I blow my load in its ass or not a good bottom who knows its place knows it is their duty to clean their ass juices and all the previous loads dumped in it off of any mans cock after we bless it with the privilege of shoving a hard cock up its ass. Do your job sluts.

He was a random and I have not seen him since. I don’t cruise the park anymore. I have better luck at the video stores.

I agree, as I also work in the industry. The hours of use I get as a bottom while filming is always enjoyable, but with a gluttonous sex appetite like mine, I'd need to film everyday, which, sadly, isn't possible (or realistic from a market saturation perspective). Though the filming days could be supplemented if I were hired to travel and put on live sex shows in clubs.

Totally agree. Every straight married guy I’ve fucked with a rubber initially eventually asks for it to come off. Always happy to oblige

I had this older Daddy set something similar up for me for my birthday it was supposed to be only 5 guys but wound up being 15. They all fed me their dicks, their loads, wrecked and flooded my hole for hours. After they were done with me my Daddy took his turn with his fat 10” cock. I was a mess, absolutely exhausted with zero energy, but there was more. He hooked up the camera to the tv and made me watch the video of them fucking me as he buried his throbbing cock deep inside me.

It shouldn't taste like water unless the top/Dom really hydrated before. I can tell though if my Dom does need to drink more fluids just from the taste of His urine. (He doesn't drink enough water in general). If you do a lot of piss play with the same guy you really get to know it well by taste, smell and color. Like for instance my Dom has seasonal allergies, and I can definitely taste a difference when He's taking His allergy meds. Also in letting guys know that you're into piss, I tell them that I practice urine therapy (which I do, it's helped a lot with my acne). Most guys are curious, so some have asked to watch me drink my own, and some have even offered theirs after. Most guys it seems are more worried about making a mess lol. So, I tell them to pee into a glass and I'll drink it down if they don't want to go into the bathroom. Most guys are pretty accomodating tbh.

CLAW, Cleveland Leather Awareness Weekend, usually in April has full on fisting classes. Last time, as I remember, there were three levels to choose from: Beginning, Some Experience and Advanced.

Got it from my uncle's cop buddy, his wife is out of town for a few days and he was breeding me like crazy. Three loads came out of his dick.

In my experience, the opposite is true.

You're really just describing how flaky a lot of these people are when it comes to hook up apps. I feel a lot of people are on there just to enjoy the fantasy and have no intentions of ever meeting someone. And then in the case you do finally find someone interested, Your interests have to compliment their interest, Who is gonna host, Where are you gonna meet and when. There's so much more that goes into actually hooking up online that ones you weed out all the fakes/flakes, you aren't left with a lot of options. I know guys that simply frequent bathhouses or adult stores just because it is so much easier to hook up there than deal with all this nonsense going on online.

I agree. I’m finding myself drawn more to amateur porn for those very reasons. It’s the authenticity, I guess.

Heavy smoker here. Sometimes wake up in the middle of the night craving a cig so chain at least 2 cigs to get back to sleep. I only smoke Marlboro Reds, 30 a day. Came from a family of heavy smokers, so I was encouraged to pick one up and smoke at 14. Happy smoking inside the flat, coz we work from home now I’ve sometimes hit 40 reds in a day. Always wake up coughing like a chimney, but it’s a habit and a fetish.

Who else can't wait to get back to this? It's been way too long!! 🚫 🦠😷 = 🔥🐷 😈‼️

God damn, love you're infected too. Been in the club 20 years myself.

Zac was behind me pressing his cock at my hole, but I pulled away not wanting to lose any of Dan's spunk. "Let the boi rest, man." Den slapped his hand down on the seat beside him, "Sit up, boi. There's no rush. Zac, sort Dan out, will ya?" I slowly moved to sit next to Den, scooping up the cum that had leaked out of me. Den put his arm round my shoulders and pulled me to him. I reached over with my spunk covered hand and started stroking his shaft while Zac got Dan in the chair then sat on the floor. Den squeezed me a little closer, "OK,boi?" "Uh huh," I smiled, "Fuck..." We sat for a few minutes while Den rolled a joint, "Dan's done for the night now, but Zac's gonna give you another load before you get my piece up you. Understand? "Oh, yeah, wanna feel you in me." I had a few lugs on the joint and passed it to Zac, then reached over and took the pipe from the table. I took a long deep pull and put it down, holding my breath. When I couldn't hold any more I bent over and took Den's knob in my mouth and breathed out over him. He put a hand on my head and lightly pushed me down. I got about half way before the first gag came. My jaw was stretched open so far I thought my lips would tear. He took his hand away, I pulled up to hold just the knob in my mouth and worked over it with my tongue. Den was mumbling encouragement, "Mmmm, nice..." A little precum oozed and I flicked my tongue over the slit. I shifted up on to my knees for a better angle, so I was kneeling on the sofa beside him. His arm dropped from my shoulders and he felt up my twitching fuck hole. Zac got on the sofa behind me, spat on my hole and pushed himself into me with one stroke. Dan's spunk oozed as Zac fucked harder and faster. Den lifted me off his knob and put the pipe in my mouth, I chugged hard before he took it away and my head dropped to his balls. I licked and sucked on them as best I could. Zac was getting close - knew the signs. He spasmed and let out a long growl when he finally let off in me. He withdrew slowly, scooping up the leaking spunk and fingering it back into me. I clamped closed as hard as I could and turned to suck him clean. Turning back to Den, I straddled him with his knob just touching me. He locked my eyes with his. I relaxed and felt the spunk run from my cunt over his knob as I pushed down onto him. I winced at the pain when he popped into me, I stayed just there getting used to his knob. The pain only lasted a few seconds, but my cunt throbbed at stretching to take him. He took hold of my arm and this time I saw him put the syringe in my vein. I reached over and took hold of it, pressing the plunger myself. He pulled it away and let go, lifting my arm. It was stronger than the first. My cunt opened and slid down on him before the rush peaked... Den put an arm round me, pulled me close, slid over sideways and laid on the sofa with me still sitting fully impaled. All my muscles were twitching, especially my guts round his shaft, as he started bucking up into me. I leant back, reaching for support on the back of the sofa, and lifted to give him more space. He fucked longer and harder. I felt the pain as if it was someone else's and started matching his strokes until he was taking full length strokes into me. Sweat was running from me and suddenly Zac was on my armpit, rubbing his face and licking up the sweat. He pulled away, and a few seconds later came round to kiss me deeply with his face and tongue covered in my stink. As soon as our mouths closed on each other, he blew a lungfull of smoke which I eagerly sucked down. Den pushed Zac aside and pulled me down to kiss and suck the remaining smoke from my lungs. He was still bucking up and down, but with the crystal smoke and movement he popped out. I reached round, he slid me down to the floor before I could get back on him. I was on all fours, Zac scooted under me and licked at my soft cock and balls which were wet from all the spunk oozing from my hole. Den slid back in to me and fucked a long slow stroke. Zac went from my stiffening cock to Dan's shaft stretching me open, and back again. After a while, Dan started taking harder, faster strokes and Zac slid away. Dan built up to a new rhythm, and when he's settled into it Zac slid back under me. This time to kiss and exchange lungfulls of smoke. He'd got his legs straddling mine so when he lifted his legs my knob felt his hole. Den's next in stroke pushed me in to him. He held me tight with his arms and legs so I was lying on top of him. The taste of cum, cunt and sweat while we kissed was making me as high as the meth. Instinctively, I started fucking. Den slowed and let me fuck myself on him, gradually taking him further and further. I was fucking faster and harder and Den was pushing further down until he was all in me and me all in Zac. All I could do was rock back and forth. Dan leant down and I felt his full weight on my back. He was pumping slowly at my guts when I felt the needle ... the rush ... My head cleared to a deep, viscous fucking. I was screaming into Zac's mouth and realised I was still fucking him. Or Den was fucking him with my cock, more like. Den was cursing and shouting abuse at me "...fuck your queer white cunt...", "... black man meat..." You know the stuff. I started bucking back and forth, clamping round his shaft, ignoring the pain, reaching round to feel his shaft and balls. "Fucking black man in me... Yeah..." Zac pulled me down to whisper, "He's not gonna stop 'til he cums. Play with his balls." My balls ached from being drawn up so far and I was desperately trying not to cum - I'd have to stop if I did. I reached further and felt his balls which were now tight. Kissing Zac again, I tickled Den as his balls and shaft rubbed over my fingers. My arm was cramping when his rhythm faltered and he fell hard on my back. Short random thrusts, deep inside me, and he was literally flooding spunk into me. Even with him so deep, and my cunt clenching round him, it was oozing out and I spread it over my balls and cock. My cock exploded in Zac and I clamped so hard on Den I thought I might squeeze his cock off. We stayed locked together for several minutes before Zac shifted and I fell out of him. He hauled himself 'up' so my face rubbed over his chest and belly. When his cock came to my mouth, I sucked him clean and he started rising in my mouth. Den lifted himself and eased from my sloppy hole, slumping on the sofa. I turned and licked pressed my face to his cock and balls. As I started licking him clean, Zac slid into me, "I love a sloppy wet arse." I was twitching, sore/numb and could barely feel him except when his thighs slapped my butt. I rubbed Den's cock all over my face, covering myself in the spunk and cunt juice. My arse must've felt like fucking a sack, but soon Zac pumped another load into me before collapsing on the floor with me following behind. I woke sometime later with Zac spooning me from behind. It was light outside and Zac was sleeping with his cock in me.

as a cumdump I can never tell when I have that or any other std until the tests come back positive. but I am such a dirty whore that I know I have a few bugs every once in awhile when its time to get tested.

My Mom walked in on me one night looking at gay porn on the computer in my room and freaked out getting my step dad and both yelling at me. That weekend she left for the day while my step dad was going to have a long talk about what I did with me. When he walked into my room I noticed that he had a huge bulge and wasn’t even trying to hide it. As he began talking to me about sex he began touching me and said that he has known for quite some time about my secret sexual activities with all those random men, sneaking out wearing panties, sucking their dicks, swallowing their loads, letting them fuck me and coming back home a hot mess. I was best red and embarrassed. As he told me not to be embarrassed and it’s ok to do all those things he unbuttoned his pants, pulled down his zipper and pulled out his rock hard cock which was HUGEEEE. He looked at me while he stroked it and said let’s get naked and more comfortable. He then told me that I can touch it if I want, I began stroking it and shortly wrapped my lips around it, sucking it until he fed me his load. As I told him about all the filth I was into and have done he quickly got rock hard again, at which point I straddled him sliding down on his throbbing cock and rode him as I continued with my stories. At one point I moaned omfg I love this so much Daddy can we do this more often, I want to be your dirty cum dumpster slut son. He smiled moaning and said of course we can son, Daddy is going to show you just how much he loves you with his cock from now on. He then bent me over and fucked me deep and hard blowing his load inside me as he told me how much he loved me. When my Mom called telling us that she got called into work for an over night shift I was riding his cock with his loads leaking out of me. He spent the entire night showing me his love and spilling his loads into me. This became a daily thing with us, we snuck around and always found the time or the place for me to suck his fat cock and get fucked. I loved when he just pulled my panties aside, spit on my hole and buried his rock hard throbbing cock eagerly deep inside me and fuck me moaning how good it felt and how much he loved me. After he pulled it out I’d always lick it clean. He loved it when I came home fucked up and a hot mess sneaking back into the house. I’d txt him to meet me in the basement, where I’d seduce him and tell him what a whore I was as he groped me and felt me up. I’d pull out his cock and stroked it as I told him about my night. As he got rock hard he bent me over, ripping my panties down and force his throbbing all the way inside me. As he fucked me deep and hard I talked dirty to him telling him how good that felt, to fuck me harder, to show me how much he loved me to fuck me like a dirty street whore that I was and breed my hole.

Tricked An hour later we where fully clothed and in a taxi to the client’s place. Once there we rang the doorbell and were greeted by a tall guy Latin looking must have been every inch 6ft plus and really muscular. Once inside he got us both to sign some documents release stuff, so he said, when finished he locked them away (note to self-read before signing, to late). The client we where to call Master or Sir came up behind me and pulled me in, I could feel his hard cock against my back as there is such a size difference, then he put his hands down my sweets and started rubbing my throbbing cock and pulling down my sack master’s only words where “nice, Virgin meat” he spun me around and started caressing the cheeks of my butt, it felt amazing. Sir the pulled off my tee and pulled my sweats down I was naked with a throbbing cock which needed its release, really strange he gave Jay no attention at all he just sat quietly looking at us, okay Si get to work on my cock Sir said and I released his cock and was greeted with the largest member I had every seen, instinctively I started licking and tried to swallow but couldn’t get much in my mouth, he looked disappointed “boy it will be going all the way down your throat be sure of that” Sir said. Sir pushed me away and said follow me sluts and we went down into his basement better described as a dungeon once inside the room with all sorts of benches, crosses, and chains he turned to Jay and barked “strip whore” and Jay quickly did as he was told. Looking at Jay he told him to cuff me, once the cuff where on my wrists they where attached to pully’s and Sir hit a switch pulling me off the floor and leaving me hanging, as his mouth and throat is no good at the moment gag him with the dildo gag Jay, Jay took this cock shaped gag spat on it and slid it down my throat securing it in place, to which Sir said to Jay nice you have done really well finding this Virgin Twink fuck toy Jay, did they know each other had I been set up YES fuck I was helpless and Jay who I had trusted was in on it. Right he still has to much hair, taking a set of clippers he shaved off all my head hair I knew at this point I was in a lot of trouble but could do nothing about it. Up until this point I hadn’t noticed all of the screens in the basement showing my suffering it was being filmed and little did I know at this point being streamed live. Jay then got what I later found out was a ball stretcher and pulled my sack down and attached the device there was a wire connected to the floor in place Sir then started to raise me up again the pain was unbelievable. Sir then said, “you are going to be fully compliant YES?” Yes, I nodded. Okay and he released me down and said to Jay milk a load of that nasty neg cum out of its cock we will use it as lube, for his conversion. Sir turned to the screen, typed into the PC Virgin Neg Twink for Poz loads place your offers to be one of the first ten to load this fresh young cumdump, hiv + and full blown Aids ONLY. I was panicking now, I realized that I was finished. Within a minute 10 offers had been received and Sir had accepted and sent his address. Part 3 Breeding to cum.

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

I have been getting slut shamed since I started. A few friends found out i was active when i hit the 25 partner mark and was excited to have enjoyed that many guy's cocks already. They were appalled I was being such a "promiscuous whore" to quote one of them. That just turned me on even more and made me want to see how big a sex beast i could be. Guys are still shocked at how casual i am about sex partners that i will have sex with hundreds of guys a year and think nothing of it. Others are impressed or envious or both. In reality, the slut shamers are unhappy that a guy like me can be sexual with lots of other guys with no shame or guilt and they are envious and angry they are not able to live as I do and throw off the false social programming of sexual monogamy.

What a crock of shit... OP bring yourself in, and have a chat with yourself. I mean really?? And if its true....... you are a sick person to devastate someone like that. Now wheres my remote??? I need to watch Fantasy Island.

Jake stared hungrily into Clints eyes as he lifted the boy to his hips, driving him up and down his dripping meat as Clint moaned gently. Clint was perfect. petite, horny, and with a tight little butt that never said no to his fat fuck stick. He felt like he could fuck clint all day, and he would, but this was the boys first load after conversion and Jake aimed to make it special. "lean back on the couch baby" Jake gently pulled his slimy prick from the boys thirsty cunt. "legs up clint, spread yourself wide open. When you get fucked its always polite to show your hole. let it gape" Jake slowly jacked his cock as he watched the boy grip his cheeks and expose his oozing pink bud. Just as it slowly began to close, Jake thrust his cock inside for a few strokes, keeping it nice and open. "thats it clint keep it spread nice and wide. your hole is so beautiful. im almost there." A few strokes more was all it took to surrender his hot white cum to the sloppy pink orifice. "watch baby" Jake panted, while gently placing the glans of his poz cock at the edge of clints winking ring. "there we go" Jake moaned as he began to squirt directly into the boys guts, the gentle sound of his cream pooling inside the teen was music to jakes ears as the boys ring winked hungrily and the last few jets of poz spunk dribbled into clints body. "see how thirsty your pussy was?" Jake reached toward the counter for Seths special lube, a small tupperware container filled to the brim with poz loads. Jake gently dipped clints fingers into the cool slimy goo and returned them to his stiff little cock. "stroke" Jake whispered as he began fingering and teasing Clints puffy ring again, rubbing his semihard cockhead against the boy to tease the occasional groan and watch the glistening lips hungrily nibble his tool. "relax for me clint" Jake cooed, and as if on command, his shimmering hole gave way oncemore. Jake alternated between gaping the boy on the tip of his prick, and slowly pouring the viscous container of man cum into the boy. "There we go. nice and full." Jake remarked, as he tipped the last of the greasy loads into the boys hot hole he pressed himself fully into the teens bloated guts with a lewd slosh. Clint was panting now as he grit his teeth. "i want you to cum nice and hard clint" Jake rocked his hips to and fro, mixing the goo inside the teen as clint nodded. "Jake gently pushed against the boy and watched as clints eyes went wide, and a hot streak of newly minted poz cum splashed against his chest. "there you go, cum on the nice big cock. Get those loads nice and deep." Jake gently smeared the boys cum along his chest and abs, slowly rubbing the boys stomach as his hole gripped and sucked over and over. "one more, come on jake, give it to me" Clint began rocking his hips against Jake, grunting and grinning. Clint was greedily trying to steal another load from Jakes nuts. "oh god baby its yours" Jake groaned as he thrust hard into the bucking teen and delivered another hot load.

Oink~🐷

I and my twin brother have fulfilled a lot of peoples fantasies about having sex with identical twins (you'd be surprised just how many people are into that), a lot of people find it weird that we like to fuck together too tho.

In a couple of days I was feeling better and the rash was fading, so I decided I was well enough to put a shift in at the sauna. As I was putting on my jacket, mum appeared and said "Swing by Peter's house and take him with you, Timmy" "What for?" I said. “I had a word with his mum. He needs some pocket money." She gave me a sly wink. "She reckons he's ready and Bill's happy to take him on." I was surprised. I knew Peter from college. He was a small, plump guy with short blond hair and was very shy, turning as red as a beetroot when anyone talked to him. His mum might think he was "ready" but I wondered if he knew what he was getting into. I called round and he shouted goodbye, then blushed furiously. “Hi Timmy," He said. I smiled and said. "Hi. You ready?" He nodded and we set off. "Do you know anything about this place?" He shook his head. "Only that it’s a sauna for men and might be able to help out." I smirked to myself, noting his plump arse filling his jeans and thought he would get more than he bargained for. Bill let us in. "Hi Timmy, glad you're feeling better. You must be Peter." The young man blushed and nodded, then his eyes widened like saucers as Sid wandered out from the changing room, stark naked and sporting a huge hard-on. "Who's this?” He grinned, making no attempt to hide his swollen cock. "This is Peter; he's come to help out like Timmy." Sid gave an evil grin. "Well, I look forward to it!" Then he wandered off. Bill indicated the office and said "Leave your clothes in there and Timmy will show you round." "Our..our clothes?" Asked Peter, blushing again. "Sure," Said Bill. "This is a sauna. Everyone gets naked here. I'm only wearing shorts in case the door opens. Off you go." I led Peter into the office and began to strip. He took off his tee shirt and jeans and stood in his underwear. His body was smooth and plump, and I could see his erection through his underpants. I stripped off and saw him staring at my cock. "Well?" I said." We're all men together here. Let's see it." He blushed and lowered his pants. His cock sprang up. It wasn't long, but was very fat and stubby below his soft belly. "There you go," I said. I reached for an old tube of lube, squeezed some out and rubbed it into my arsehole. I noticed him looking at the rash on my torso, but he was too polite to ask what it was. He'd soon find out! "Wh..what's that for?" He asked, indicating the lube. "C'mon. I'll show you." We went out, and Bill eyed him up and down. "Nice! There's plenty in today, Timmy. So take a bag and go empty some bins. Show Peter around." It was cute the way he placed his hands over his swollen cock. I took a bag and said "Let's go upstairs” I led the way up the narrow stairs, heading to the lounge. Inside, Sid, Arthur and a couple of other regulars were sat on sofas watching a porn movie on the TV. “Welcome back!” Said Arthur, stroking his glistening cock as he watched the screen “who’s this?” As he spoke, he took my wrist and guided me to my knees on the sofa. “ This is Peter,” I replied as he got slowly off the sofa and got behind me “ He’s come to help out..ooof! That’s good!” I gasped as his heavy cock slid easily up me. “Yeah,” He said, grunting like a pig. “I need to dump my load.” I looked across and saw Peter staring in shock as he watched me being buggered, but his cock was stiff as a poker and drooling precum as looked at Arthur’s wrinkled buttocks driving in and out. “Here it comes!” He grunted and I felt his cock swell and throb as he spurted up me. “Oh my!” I heard Peter say as Arthur pulled out and he saw a drool of cum leak from my hole. I got up as the others laughed at Peter’s face, emptied the bin and guided him back downstairs. We went into the empty changing room and I smiled at him. “You enjoyed that didn’t you? He blushed and nodded. “Yes,” he whispered. “It was very exciting.” Then he looked slyly at me “But shouldn’t you use a condom? It’s risky isn’t it? I grinned. “Yep. But it’s too late for me to worry about that! I’ve been bred by everyone here and I’m well pregnant by now.” He gasped and I saw realisation cross his face. “If you are worried about that, you’d better go. Unless you want to get knocked up. They like to bareback and breed. They’re a dirty bunch.” He didn’t say anything as we went back to the front desk. Bill was talking to one of the regulars I hadn’t seen for a while, a short, muscular guy with a pot belly and spindly legs. “Need another bag.” I said and got one from the office. “Still need to check the rooms upstairs.” “I need a coffee, first.” Said Bill. Bill took the bag and gave it to Peter. “You do it while Timmy makes the coffee,” He said. Bill smiled and winked at the muscular guy. Peter looked nervous, then blushed and his hand shook as he took the bag. “Go on,” said Bill. “It’s your turn now.” Not meeting my eyes, Peter turned and went upstairs. The muscular guy watched Peter’s ample bottom as he went, and licked his lips. For the first time, I noticed the biohazard tattoo on his hip. “Think I’ll go and watch some TV!” He said and sauntered off upstairs. Bill smiled at me. “Give it 10 minutes, then go check on him.” He said. “But I bet they’ll have got up him in 5!” I made Bill’s coffee. He was on the phone, so I decided to go upstairs. There was no sign of Peter, but there was a powerful smell of poppers. Sid and Arthur came out of the TV room with Peter between them. His face was flushed and he was breathing heavily and his eyes were closed. “Come and have a lie down.” Arthur said. “Bill won’t mind.” He winked at me. “He’s a bit poppered up!” They disappeared into the sling room, followed by the muscular guy and the rest of the trolls from the TV room. I followed, and watched as they got him into the sling. Arthur pressed a brown bottle under his nose. He gasped, shuddered and sagged into the leather seat as Sid and the muscular gut raised his legs and put his feet into the stirrups. “There you go. Just relax. We’ve got a gift for you.” Said the muscular guy in a hoarse whisper. I leant against the door and watched as Peter was trussed up and readied for action. The muscular guy tore open a sachet of lube and rubbed it into Peter’s arsehole, making him gasp as his finger ploughed up him “Tight!” He laughed, rubbing his erect cock which was red and inflamed with a distinct sore glistening wetly on the fat head. Then he got between Peter’s legs and I craned forward to watch him begin to slide his cock into my friend’s hole. “Oooh! It’s too big!” Peter gasped as the diseased head began to open him up, but Arthur clamped the bottle to his nostrils and as he sniffed the man drove his cock up him in one smooth movement until he was balls deep. “OH!” I heard Peter gasp, and then the man began to thrust slowly, even gently in and out until Peter sagged in surrender. “There you go!” He whispered. “What your hole is for, you slut” He began to thrust harder as the others urged him on. “I’m going to cum!” He grunted. Arthur bent forward and kissed Peter and held him tight as the man thrust and thrust then shuddered and gasped as he orgasmed. I watched his shuddering body and felt my cock grow hard as I saw Peter being filled with dirty cum. “That’s better!” He said, and stood back. I watched his cock flop out of Peter’s dark, lubricated slit. “Who’s next?” He whispered. Arthur didn’t need an invitation. He scuttled round the sling on his old legs, his cock grasped in his wrinkled fist and got between Peter’s plump thighs. Peter gasped as Arthur entered him, his slack buttocks rippling as he began to fuck. “Gor! Nice!” He gasped. “Gonna knock him up good.” It didn’t take long for him to cum. As he stood back, there was a scramble for access and then an old, fat man with blotches on his fat thighs got into position and slid his cock home with a satisfied sigh. I left them to it. Emptying the rest of the bins as I heard Peter groaning as the group took their turn. I went downstairs and Bill looked up “Well?” He said. “You were right – only took five minutes!” “Great.” He replied, pulling me behind the counter and dropping his shorts. His hips and thighs were covered in a nasty rash “Your fault.” He said with a grin then bent me over the counter and began to fuck me as he whispered filth in my ear…

PART III I stared at Coach Pitt’s cock. It twitched every few seconds, a steady stream of precum sliding into the ridges of his furry abs. He saw me staring and grinned. “You like my dick, boy?” I nodded eagerly, and my own cock twitched. He grabbed my fat piece of meat and whistled. “Goddamn, Lance—you’ve got a pretty hot cock yourself.” He kissed me again, then looked me square in the eyes. “Now, listen: I promised Coach Strickland that he could watch me destroy your virginity. But before that happens, I’d really like to see you worship my cock. You wanna worship Coach’s cock?” “Fuck yeah, Coach.” “Then get on your knees, boy.” I knelt down in front of him, inhaling the scent of his fur and his precum and his sweaty crotch. I’d only sucked a few cocks before, and hadn’t really gotten the hang of it. But I’d never touched a cock like this. As I stared at the veiny shaft glistening with precum, my hunger for Coach’s dick activated instincts I didn't know were there. I wrapped my mouth eagerly around his mushroom head and began sucking on it like his seed was the only thing keeping me alive—first swallowing a few inches, then slowly engulfing more and more of it in my mouth. I wanted to please and worship this man more than anything else in the world. “Good boy,” he growled. “That’s a very, very good boy. You know, Lance, I suspected you were probably a hungry little fag, but I had no idea what a natural pig I had on my hands. I can already tell that you’re gonna make me so proud.” I murmured with pleasure as I kept creeping my lips down the length of his cock. He moaned, and I tasted his DNA as it dripped steadily down the back of my throat. “Turn around,” he said. “I wanna munch on that sweet little jockbutt.” I spun around for him. He gently pushed down on the small of my back so that my spine arched, then he positioned my legs to expose my hole even more. “Spread it, pig,” he said, and I reached back and spread my hungry butt. “Just like that. I like to see you just totally open and vulnerable. Submissive. Proud of your role as a chemmed-up cumhole.” With that, he dove right into my wide-open butt. I gasped as he buried his face in me, and I could hear him growl and snort as he spit and chewed and tongued my tight hole. I whimpered. Then he pulled me upright, turned my head to the side, and kissed me. “Your hole tastes fuckin’ awesome,” he said to me. “When I’m fucking you, I’ll pull out from time to time and shove my cock down your throat. That way you can taste your hot little boybutt all over my raw dick. Got it?” I nodded, and he kissed me a little more. His mouth was full of the same spit that was dripping out of my fuckhole and down my leg. Then he stood up. “OK, boy,” he said with a grin. “It’s time to head to my place and get you knocked up.” He pulled me to my feet and threw me a warm-up jersey. “Just put that on. No underwear. I want you to be naked as soon as possible once we’re inside my house.” Meanwhile, he threw on a pair of sweats and a hoodie, zipping it up to cover his hairy chest and abs. His hard cock formed a huge tent in his sweats, pulling the elastic band low enough that I could see his pubic hair. As we drove back to his place, he took out his phone and dialed Coach Strickland. “Hey, bud,” he said. “I’ve got the boy with me. We’ll be there in 10 minutes. You wanna get those hits ready? Oh, and by the way—Lance has something to tell you.” He handed the phone to me. “Tell him, Lance. Tell him what you want tonight.” “Hey,” I said. Strickland replied, “Hey, buddy. You got something to tell me?” I hesitated just for a moment, then plunged right in: “I wanna get fucked. I want your raw dick in my hole. I need it. So bad.” “Woof. That’s fuckin’ hot, boy. You gonna make me pull out?” “Fuck no, Coach. Cum in my butt. Please.” “Holy shit, dude. You’re such a fuckin’ good boy.” Here I paused again. I looked over at Coach Pitt, who gave me a little nod. Then I turned back to the phone and said, very quietly, “And one more thing. I want your poz cum.” A long pause. Then Strickland said: “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you, boy.” Another pause. Then I heard myself say, clearly and confidently, “I said I want you to bareback my hungry hole full of poz cum.” Strickland let out a little whoop. “Fuck yeah, you hot little pig! You wanna get inducted into the brotherhood? Wanna get converted?” “Yes please, Coach.” “Good fucking BOY,” he replied, and whooped again. Coach Pitt motioned for me to hand back the phone. “I told you this boy had potential,” he said to Strickland. “But I had no idea just how much. See you in a few.” When we pulled into the garage and closed the door, Strickland walked out to meet us wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. I could see the outline of his giant cock through the mesh fabric. His chest and abs were covered with a thin layer of blond fur. I stared at his dick. “Hey, little buddy,” said Strickland. “Get down on your knees and suck my dick.” I obeyed. Kneeling before this studly fucker, I greedily swallowed the giant head of his dick. He grabbed my hair and began easing more and more of his cock into my mouth. “Fuck, dude,” he said. “This fag is a natural cocksucker.” “I know,” said Coach Pitt. “I can’t wait to see how he reacts to a big raw dick in his butt.” With that, Strickland pulled me off his cock and yanked me to my feet. “C’mon inside, boy,” he said. “I’ve prepared a very special surprise for you. You’re gonna fuckin’ love it.” I followed him inside, then downstairs to a dark room that smelled like sweat and piss. Sex toys were everywhere. A sling was in the corner. And on a table near the doorway, I saw three syringes laid out in a row. “Get up in the sling,” said Strickland. “Coach Pitt will secure your hands and feet.” I did as I was told. Taking off the warm-up jersey, I climbed into the sling and put my legs into the stirrups. Coach Pitt winked at me as he secured my hands and feet. Then he grabbed a piece of rubber and tied it around my arm. “Listen, boy,” he said. “This is gonna be really intense, but just trust me. Just go with it. Coach Strickland prepared a big slam for you. That means he’s put drugs into a syringe, and we’re gonna inject it right into your bloodstream. You’ll feel an incredibly intense rush, then you’ll just want dick in your hole. Raw dick. Our dicks. And everyone else’s dicks, too.” “We’re filming this, by the way,” said Strickland, pointing to a camera in the corner. “We want to document your initiation. I don’t care if that makes you uncomfortable. Frankly, in just a few minutes, you won’t care either.” I watched as Coach Pitt secured a rubber strap to his own bicep. Then Strickland handed him a syringe and swabbed my arm with an alcohol pad. “Coach Pitt is gonna do his slam at the same time as you,” Strickland said to me. “That way he can talk you through the initial rush. I’ll slam second. And then, little buddy, we’re both gonna get you fuckin’ pregnant.” He removed the orange cap from the syringe, tapping it to remove any air bubbles. He found a good vein and inserted the needle. He looked back at Coach Pitt, who was doing the same. “Just tell me when you’re ready, Pitt,” he said. I watched as Strickland pulled the plunger back from my syringe, and it turned deep red. “I’ve got a register,” said Coach Pitt. “Fuckin’ do it.” And with that, Strickland undid the rubber strap from my bicep and began pushing down on the plunger. I watched the red liquid disappear into my vein, then felt a scratching at the back of my throat. I coughed violently as a rush of blood and chemicals went to my head. My heart began beating in double time. “Hold your arm up, boy,” said Strickland, showing me how to keep a finger over the entry point. I heard Coach Pitt exhale loudly, growl, and say “Fuck yeah” under his breath. Strickland went off to do his own slam, and Coach Pitt approached me, his giant dick bobbing in front of him, rock-hard. He, too, had his arm in the air, and his eyes were full of crazy, devilish intensity. Meanwhile, I was a little panicked. The rush was more intense than anything I’d ever felt. I couldn’t even begin to process what I was feeling. “It’s OK, boy,” said Coach Pitt, gently. “Just go with it. We gave you a REALLY big hit. Does this make you feel any better?” He ran his hands across my chest, tweaking my nips, then slowly moved his fingers down to my stomach. “Or this?” He inserted two fingers in my hole, and my eyes immediately rolled back in my head. Coach Pitt laughed. “Fuck yeah, boy,” he said. “This sweet little fuckhole’s all slammed up, and it’s ready to get fuckin’ pozzed. You want my dick, boy?” “Fuck yeah,” I said, completely blown away by the intense sensation of his fingers in my hole—it was like his fingers were everywhere on my body at once. In fact, my body felt like nothing but a hole. And all I could think was that I needed Coach’s big dick inside me, I needed his sweet fuckin’ seed, I needed his virus, I needed him to mark me, own me, use me, wreck me. “Here you go, pig,” he said, resting the head of his dick against my fuckhole. “Strickland and I are gonna fuck you raw. We’re gonna breed you full of our poz seed. Then we’ll have some buddies come over to work all that cum up inside you, blasting you full of more virus. We’ll do everything we can to get you fuckin’ converted, I promise you.” That’s when he inserted the head of his cock inside my hole. My ass radiated with hunger. My mouth dropped open and my eyes fluttered. Coach Pitt grinned his evil grin. “Want more?” I nodded emphatically. Then I felt him pushing his massive raw shaft inside me, about a half-inch, then pausing, then a half-inch more. “Goddamn,” he said. “I tell ya, Strickland, there’s nothing hotter than fucking a virgin hole that’s just been slammed for the first time. It’s this combination of crazy tightness and insane hunger. His hole is grabbing onto my cock, doing its best to devour it, and his little cunt muscles are trying to catch up. You OK, boy? You want more dick?” By this point, I was grinning stupidly as he slowly impaled me on his raw shaft. I didn’t need to answer. He could see the complete bliss on my face. My wrestling coach, my dream man, was slowly filling my hole with his dick. Surrendering to his cock, feeling him invade me and claim me, I’d found my purpose, or at least part of it. My purpose was to serve and worship men like Coach Pitt, offering my raw hole for them to pound and breed. “I’m not gonna last long,” Coach Pitt said. “This hole is fuckin’ incredible. Boy, you’re gonna get so much cum tonight—you have no idea. How’s that slam feeling?” “I didn’t think it was possible to feel this good,” I said, still grinning from the sensation of being filled by this stud’s giant dick. “I didn’t think I would ever get to see your cock, let alone feel it push inside my fuckhole.” With that, Coach pushed the rest of the way into me, his heavy balls resting against my asscrack. I looked up at him, my vision blurred by the waves of pleasure running up and down my entire body. No rubbers, no barriers—just the skin of his fat mushroom head rubbing against the skin of my hungry virgin hole. “You want my cum, don’t you?” he said, starting to thrust his dick into my jockbutt. “I so fucking want it,” I replied. He smiled. “I’m so glad I get to poz you, Lance. I’m so glad I’m the one who gets to flood your virgin hole with my virus. I’m gonna mark you. You’re gonna be mine. You wanna be mine?” “Yes, Coach,” I said. “Make me yours. All yours. Please. Poz me. Infect me. Give me your virus. Work my slammed-up hole with your raw dick until you pump a load deep. Please.” “I like to hear you beg, boy.” I heard his breath grow shallow. His thrusts went a little deeper. He was close to shooting. “I like to hear you beg for my toxic load. I fuckin’ love it. Sweet little jockboy like you with a hungry bubble butt. You want a poz load, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Poz me. Please.” “Here it comes, you little fucker. You little neg bitchboy. I’m about to blast you full of my fuckin’ poison. Fuckin’ A, Lance—sweet hungry tight virgin fuckhole. Fuck! You know what I’m doing right now, you hot little faggot? I’m. Stealing. Your. Fucking. Boyhood. Fuuuuuuck!” With that, he thrust deep, his whole body convulsing as poz cum pulsed out of his raw dick. Then another pulse. Then another. I felt a wetness and warmth began to flood my guts as Coach’s cock unleashed a ******* of infected seed into my defenseless body. Finally, after the eighth or ninth pulse, he came to a stop. His dick was still hard, still lodged in my cumhole. He looked me in the eye, grinned a huge grin, and said with a growl: “Welcome to the fuckin’ brotherhood, baby boy.” MORE SOON…