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Mum abanded me when I was a baby. Left me in the care of my uncle who I call Daddy John and his husband Steve. Or as I call him, Daddy Steve. They have worked hard to give me a good up brining; giving me the best education and a safe home to come to. But this is not a story about my up bringing… Well not that kind of up bringing… It’s more a story of my coming into my own true self. It’s a story about me becoming the piggy faggot boy whore that I am. My daddy’s are very well off. Got a bit of money behind them. Daddy John owns a construction business and Daddy Steve is a real estate agent. So it’s no surprise that we live in a beautiful inner city modern home in the heart of Sydney, designed and built by Daddy John himself. I come to visit him at work from time to time and it is interesting to see how his employees stand straight whenever he is nearby. Daddy John is a unit for a 67 year old. 186cm, big broad shoulders, thick thighs, stone arms and a solid butt. He always wears jeans that seem tight on him, showcasing his huge bulge just below his leather buckle and he always tucks in his checked shirt in. Never wears a tie and leaves his top couple of buttons undone which opens up to his thick salt and pepper hairy chest. He keeps his rugged silver beard maintained, cropping his sharp jaw line, but doesn’t over groom it to the point it looks to show pony, and his salt and pepper hair neatly cut with a slight combover. Daddy Steve on the other hand is 52 years old and he is always on the go. At home he would always be pace a hall on his phone conducting business or closing a sale, but he still always finds time to help me with my homework or have a general catch up about my day. He too is quite a masculine man. Not the big unit like Daddy John, but still fit a fuck. He looked a little like Frank Grillo. He works like every morning to maintain his shredded body and only wears tailored made suits. But when he has the chance, he likes to show off his assets. Always in his speedos taking a dip in the indoor pool. His washed board abs are coated in a fine coat of hair that tails up to his chest. He is so chiselled, the hair on his chest thickens around the top of his abs up through the middle of his pecs then spreads out right up to the top of his neck line. Grey hair is starting to show in his hair, like Daddy John and even though he does not say anything, I think he is worrying that he is getting old. My name is Scott. I am 18 years old and like any other boy my age, I do all the teenage things. I go to school, play football, hang out with my mates when my Daddy’s allow me to, smoke joints, go off to parties. But something just did not feel right. I never quite felt like it was my scene, my life. I was floating through it waiting for something. But I just did not know what. But all this changed a few weeks after I turned 18. You see, I never really thought about Daddy John and Daddy Steve having sex until I accidently stumbled across them doing exactly that. They did not know I came home early from football practice one Wednesday night, I walked into the kitchen and that’s when I saw it. Daddy John had one of his massive hairy hands wrapped around the back of Daddy Steve’s neck, his other on Daddy Steve’s waste while furiously fucking Daddy Steve in his ass. Daddy Steve looked like he was in pain, struggling with the invasion. ‘Take daddy’s cock you fucking faggot.’ Daddy John grunted at Daddy Steve and worked up flehm and spat it on Daddy Steve’s back. Daddy Steve panted and moaned as Daddy John just fucked away. ‘Yeah, That’s it pig. Take that raw cock.’ Daddy John continued. Something inside me switched. I don’t not know what happened. I never considered myself as a gay. I never thought of myself as anything. But watching my Daddy’s fuck sparked something in me and I felt myself harden in my football shorts. Daddy Steve’s eyes were watery. He look like he was going to cry. For a moment I felt sorry for him because he seemed in pain, but then I saw his hard cock swinging back and forth from Daddy Johns thrusts. I have seen his cock before when I was younger, but I had never seen it like this. it had to be at least 10inches and as thick as a Rexona spray can. His balls sat nice a tight below his cock and I could tell that he manscapes by the shape of his pubic area. ‘You ready for it faggot?!’ Daddy John grunted. And before Daddy Steve could reply, Daddy John did one last hard slam into Daddy Steve’s ass and moaned out loud. It scared the shit out of me for how loud he moaned. It was like a lion roaring. ‘Take that load you fucking whore!’ Daddy Steve moaned as well. But it was more like a painful moan than a joyful one. This went on for what seemed like ages and then Daddy John spat on Daddy Steve again and pull his cock out. I watched as a stream of cum squirted out of Daddy Steve’s hole. It was like his hole could not hold onto all that cum. And I was jaw dropped when I saw Daddy John’s cock. I thought Daddy Steve was big, but Daddy John took the crown. From what I could tell it was at least 12.5inches long and easily as thick as the largest part of my forearm. It glistened from all the slick juices from Daddy Steve’s arse which highlighted the still pulsing thick veins webby down Daddy John’s shaft. Oh and his knob was like a firm purplish helmet an inch thicker than the shaft. He then pushed Daddy Steve to his knees ‘Clean up that mess you made, pig.’ And shoved his cock down Daddy Steve’s throat. I watch as Daddy Steve’s blood shot eyes bulged out his head as he choked on it. Daddy John did not care one bit that Daddy Steve was gasping for air. He just kept pumping hard down daddy Steve’s through. It must have been too much for Daddy Steve because his gag reflex gave in and coughed up mucus all over Daddy John’s shaft, matting Daddy John’s pubs. This was too much for me. I quickly raced up stairs before they saw me and hopped in the shower. I was both aroused and scared of what I just saw. The way Daddy John treated Daddy Steve was wrong. It was degrading and unrespectful, but it was so hot and arousing at the same time. My cock deceived me and it was rock hard again. I pulled myself off and blew the biggest load all over the glass shower door. To be continued

my fav position to be bred

The Uber driver slowly pulled his polo shirt over his head. He bent and passionately kissed me. As he stood kicking off his shoes he said; "Something tells me you've never done this before. I mean I picked you up at a straight bar and clearly the bartender knew you well." As he slipped out of his pants; "What's this all about?" So I shifted to one side, adjusted the pillows for backrests, and patted the bed inviting him to sit. I was beginning to sober up a little and started to tell this mostly naked man in my bed all about the film. I also told him more about my life than I had ever told a stranger. He listened with great patience and from time to time eased me out of a piece of clothing. There was always another unhurried passionate kiss before or after these acts of assistance. I finally excused myself to take a leak. I came back to find him totally naked sitting against the headboard stroking a beautiful seven inch erection. I slipped out of my underwear, climbed on the bed and wordlessly took his cock in my mouth. He moaned his pleasure and said; "Holy fuck man, you've learned fast for a straight guy. " I just pushed on down 'til he was balls deep. As I methodically worked the length of his cock with my mouth and throat he began to finger message my ass ring. I purred my approval around his tool. He started sucking on his finger before penetrating my hole with it. First one, then two, then three; he was opening me up. I finally pulled my mouth off his cock and crawled up on all fours to present my ass. He crouched in behind giving me a delicious rimming and tongue fucking. He spit what seemed like a gallon of phlegm into my hole. Then he helped me lie on my back with my ass over the side of the bed. He held my legs up and apart as he stepped between and lined up his naked cock with my hole. "If this is going to be your first time we need to do it right. I need to see your face. And I need to be able to kiss you. " Kiss me he did as I felt pressure build on my hole. Then he eased off and teased my crack and hole with the head of his cock and asked me one more time; "Are you sure this is what you want? I mean clearly you want to be fucked, and fucked raw. But do you want it now with me? Or do you really want your first time immortalized on film. And not just an amateur sex tape but in this Art house film you are so fucking passionate about? I think you want to wait 'til tomorrow." "Fuck ... fuck ... I do man! I want your beautiful cock in me so bad right now my ass is aching. And you are right. I want the first time for the film, for a notch in my professional performance belt. Fuck ... damn ... God damn! ... But it's not fair to you. " I grabbed his cock and teased my own hole. "How can I make you stop now? We are so fuckin close. All you need to do is slide on in. " He pulled his whole body away from me and looked me squarely in the eye; "I'⁸m giving you one last chance to end this here and now. Otherwise I'm popping your virgin cherry ass. Believe me, if this raw cock gets in you it doesn't come out 'til I've planted my load. I need a simple yes or no answer." And he moved back in to plant his raw cock head on my hole. I firmly held his gaze. I took three deep breaths. I was ready to say 'yes, do me' but what came out was; "No. No. Not tonight. .... fuck .... sorry ... I need it on film. Dare I ask you to wait 'til after tomorrow. I so want you to fuck me man. " He pulled away, got off the bed and started collecting his clothes. He pulled on his pants commando and his shoes without socks. He found pen and paper on my dresser and scratched something on it. As he started toward the door he hesitated and turned; "I don't trust myself to kiss you right now so I'm leaving. Use that number when you are ready and waiting for me right where you are now so we can continue exactly where we left off. Break a leg tomorrow. Or should I say let that lucky bastard break your virgin ass." And he was gone.

A boring Friday night..lucky I started chatting a hot bear guy on Grindr, an hour later I’m at his place stripping down to gym shorts, n smoking a pipe while we got to know each other... Big, is the best way to describe him...Hairy forearms thicker than my thighs n a big ole furry belly...I like him. Now my thing is I really love suckin a good dick...uncut bonus! I blew him for half hour straight and blew his mind....then he literally grabbed me by the waist and planted me on his fat cock...not my usual position...but fuuuck..my eyes were rolling back in my head...super rough he just hammered my ass with his huge hands squeezing around my neck...didn’t take long and i felt his nuts contract and he just forced me hard down on his cock, huge load...I blew just as he relaxed his body...goddamn these straight boys can fuck....Hope I get round two with him! (if yr reading..please)

(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'.

yeah I love getting fucked raw and taking loads from old, fat and ugly guys. I had a boyfriend who got me into it. he loved watching guys dump loads in me but loved it best if the guys were unattractive or piggy, fat, old, ugly, or skinny and wasted cause he felt like that was so much more degrading than getting fucked by hot guys. plus I love how it shows anyone watching that I obviously take anyones load, no questions asked

I agree, there’s nothing worse than a bad blowjob. I was taught how to suck cock by the man who broke me in. This is my technique and it works. I get a load in my throat/mouth every time. First get on your knees and be submissive. Gently tease your alpha’s cock and balls with your tongue until he’s fully erect. Look up at him and offer him your mouth, open your mouth wide and accept his cock. Now the most important bit; as he slides into your mouth, keep your teeth well away and use your tongue to press his shaft against the roof of your mouth to give him the friction he needs. Next you must let him go as deep as he wants, train your throat until you can control your gag reflex. Now let him fuck your throat, he will be enjoying the friction provided by your tongue pressing his cock on the roof of your mouth and the back of your throat will stimulate his helmet every time he thrust into you. Next tip, never masturbate - you can cum once your alpha has fed you. As a cocksucker your job is to provide pleasure to your alpha. Using your hands, stroke, massage and grip his balls. Tease his asshole; some alphas like a thumb up their ass when they’re being sucked off - he will guide you. Keep this up no matter how long it takes; your duty is to milk his balls. Trust me, do this and you will be rewarded with a mouth and throat full of sperm. Make sure you swallow it all and not leave any sperm on his shaft. Finally, compliment him on his load and tell him your mouth or ass is available to him any time he needs it.

Finally, I got back my sauna. It reopened for people with vaccination card. Therefore, unfortunately there were only 30-40 guests. Normally, I mean before COVID, Friday night used to be crowd because then dark and naked events ate organised. Then the back Part of the sauna is almost totally dark and entrance is allowed only without towels. Like a big dark room. I fucked a lot of guys, needless to say bareback. Later I realised some of them but I couldn’t count the guys I fucked. After hours I unloaded one of them. Then I was eager for being fucked because I hardly find real bareback tops. Then I realised a guy with huge dick. He literally destroyed my throat. But somehow he didn’t want to fuck. Later I saw him on the coach and somebody was riding on his bare cock. When he took off I grabbed this position and started to ride. Somebody put some fingers besides his cock. After a while, the guy’s cock became softer. Then I finished. Not much later I find another guy but he fucked me only for a short time. The next guy had a nice cock and I started to suck. After a while I turned back and pushed my ass up. He fucked mw long and another guy put his cock into my mouth. I was spitroated for long minutes. Then the event finished, lights turned on and we also finished. I really enjoyed it instead of the fact I wasn’t bred.

It’s absolutely disgusting and I’m extremely proud of it lol. I gave my virginity away at 15 to a 28yo black man that I met online with a fat 9” cock and a registered sex offender pedophile. I sucked his fat cock, let him feed me my first load, let him molest me, whisper disgusting things into my ear as he raped my hole and spilled his seed inside me. I let him get me high and breed me for few more hours until my parents got home hiding him in me closet. After they went to bed we continued

The boy is getting his first BBC and pumped full of hot toxic Jizz. I know for a fact this top can shoot 3 times before he needs a break and it feels like he filly you with a gallon of cum by the time he is done.

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

Nothing hotter than when your top is in charge of your hole!

My father was a Truck driver and wasn't around much when I was in late high school / early college. I used to frequent an adult xxx arcade in the neighborhood and ran into my best friends dad there once (who was a sorta father figure to me). It was so embarrassing and we retreated to other booths and left without making contact. I guess we both realized why we were both there and I wandered around the next few nights hoping to see his Truck in the lot. Sure enough we ran into each other again and he watched me suck some guys off in my booth through the gloryhole. This became a regular meetup on sunday nights where he would stroke and watch me suck or get fucked then slide his cock in so I can swallow his load.

I knew doing the scene over with unsimulated bareback sex had been my idea. However, at the end of a tiring day; brainstorming, arguing and shooting entirely new edgy dialogue; I was having more than second thoughts. As I thought about what the next days shoot could entail I was freaking out. I needed rest. I needed to clear my head. I needed to talk this craziness through with someone I could trust to just listen without judgment. Someone who could help me unpack all the pros and cons of having taken on this off the wall short film. Why was I so committed to making the sex part of the story as real as possible when it had the potential of putting me so at risk on so many levels. I knew I couldn't talk it through with my actual girlfriend just as surely as my character couldn't talk the bareback proposition through with his. I realized I had not even mentioned this film project to my girl. She hated giving me blowjobs. How could I tell her I was not only giving them but loving bringing guys off and relishing the taste of their cum. I wanted to be able to talk to her but knew I couldn't. My best buddy was a committed barebacker. He wouldn't judge me. Problem was he might be to enthusiastic about encouraging me. No. I needed someone totally neutral if that was possible toward the stigmatized topic of bareback sex. I had been to a talk therapist in the past, but knew I couldn't get a session before the next day. I decided to stop into my favorite bar on my walk home. A double scotch on the rocks would help me take the edge off my harsh, self critical disturbing thoughts. Sam is a great bartender. Not only does he know his booze, he knows how to make his customers feel welcome and relaxed. He also reads people very well and without being intrusive knows the right timing and questions to open them up to talk through their struggles. Sam knows me very well. I'd frequented his bar stools many, many times. He'd seen me when I was celebrating great film reviews. He'd nursed me through painfully torturous break-ups. He was brilliant at discerning just the right amount of intoxication to act as a truth serum in any dilemma or life struggle. Even knowing all this about him it had not occurred to me he was the listener I needed. I only awoke to this realization when I was half way through my second double scotch on the rocks. Like a benevolent scorpion; "You seem really preoccupied today. Is there anything you need to talk through?" Precise timing on his part. A crucial question asked not a moment to soon or a split second to late. He listened to me and perfectly mirrored back my thoughts and indecision for the next three hours. All the while taking care of his other customers and a finely tuned liquor control management of our levels of lubrication. I was amazed to hear myself process the quandary I had gotten myself into. I was astounded at how much it revealed about deeply shadowed parts of my being. Threads of thoughts led back into my earliest childhood. Even though I was working through something that only hours ago had me deeply disturbed and on edge I now felt wrapped in a safe warm quilt that had been stitched together by wise and loving hands. Sam asked for my phone and ordered an Uber to get me home safely. I had not resolved my choice to bareback or not, but I did feel ready to sleep. Sam must have given the driver specific instructions because instead of waiting in his car out front he came in and spoke with Sam. Sam politely asked for my wallet, took out two fresh twenties and gave them to the Uber driver. "Please don't just drop him at his address. Make sure he gets perpendicular safely." The Uber driver smiled his understanding and assurance. I must have fallen asleep on the drive because the next thing I remember was being assisted up the front stairs of my walkup. I was helped with my keys and guided to my bed. He assisted me in removing my shoes and I collapsed fully clothed on top of the covers. The Uber driver retrieved a blanket from the foot of my bed and tenderly spread it over me. Before he turned to leave he gently kissed me on the forehead. I took hold of his hand, pulled him into me and planted a passionate kiss on his lips. He returned the passion for a few moments, pulled away and crouched so he could look me directly in the eyes with tender care. "You're pretty drunk bud. I don't think you know what you are doing here. " "I'm quite sure I don't and that's just the edge I choose to live on. Get out of those clothes and fuck me."

As always, this is a work of fiction and should not be re-enacted in any way. Part 7: Until Death Do Us Part "Joshua, please! Let me do this!" Shawn yelled. It had been one week since Joshua had really begun to decline from AIDS. He was not much more than a skeleton, lesions, cold sores, and a burning urethra. Shawn was always rock hard when he was around him. "I can't. You three were my project. It would be unethical of me to use my own science to keep myself alive any longer," Joshua said. Shawn had been begging Joshua to let Dr. Lewis put a bionic heart inside of him to become one of the angels of death. Shawn had been in love with Joshua ever since that first toxic kiss on D-Day. He had slept with him every night until he was given the bionic heart, now he sleeps attached to the blood pump with the other two angels. "But don't worry baby, I'm not leaving you just yet," Joshua said. "What do you mean?" Shawn asked, a tear gently ran down his face. Joshua got down on one knee and pulled out a ring. "Shawn Peter Raul Mendes, will you marry me?" Shawn's heart skipped a beat. "Yes! Yes yes yes!" Shawn jumped up and down while Joshua got up and planted a big kiss right on Shawn's lips, it burned nice and good. "Tonight, we'll go to the chapel down the street and get married there," Joshua said. Shawn gave Joshua one more kiss and then ran out excited, but now before he could say "I love you." - Shawn was looking through his closet for something nice to wear an hour before they were supposed to head to the courthouse. He heard a knock on the door and Joshua entered. He looked stunning in an charcoal black suit and open white shirt, showing off his bio hazard tattoo -- in the same spot his was -- and all of his lesions. "Hey! I'm trying to pick out my suit. I was thinking my red three piece, it was pretty sexy with the open white shirt, right? And it'll match your white shirt!" Shawn said. "Baby, you know I think you look sexy in that suit, but it's not right for tonight." "Do I need to find a tux? I'm not sure I can get one ordered in time." "No sweety," Joshua said as he embraced Shawn and in quick hug. "I think you know what is most appropriate for tonight." Joshua quickly gave Shawn a peck on the lips and then turned his head to the wall of full black suits. His angel of death uniform. "Joshua, please, I can't-" "Shawn, listen to me. I'm in pain. If you loved me, you would do this. For me..." - "Joshua, do you take Shawn to love and to hold, in sickness and in health, and until death do you part?" "I do." Joshua said. "Shawn, do you take Joshua to love and to hold, in sickness and in health, and until death do you part?" Shawn swallowed, a tear rolled down his face. A tear rolled down Joshua's face too as he quickly glanced over Shawn in his full black suit. "I do..." "Then I now pronounce you, husband and husband. You may now kiss each other." Shawn and Joshua embraced each other in a kiss while Jonathan, Dr. Lewis, and Christian all clapped for them. Shawn will always remember this moment, the night he married the man of his dreams, a highly toxic man, at least forty years older than him. - The two hour honeymoon was almost over. Shawn and Joshua had gone out to eat after their ceremony and they finally came home to get in bed. Shawn's heart sank the second Joshua closed the door. "Are you ready?" Joshua asked. "No." "Baby, come here," Joshua said. He quickly embraced Shawn and gave him a quick kiss. "You love me right?" "Yes. Of course I love you." "Then set me free." Shawn began to cry gently but he complied. He allowed Joshua to suck his massive cock, which had been given an injection or two since he got his bionic heart. But it wasn't too long until Shawn's load was filling up his new husband. This was when Shawn became hysterical. He was crying and screaming so loud as Joshua said his final "I love you" that Dr. Lewis and Christian had to come retrieve him. They took Joshua and dumped his body in the freezer with all the others, now totaling 16 including Joshua. Christian got Shawn hooked up to the pump. "Don't worry Shawn, you did what you had to do. You loved him. We would do that for you if our situation was the same as his," Christian said. With that, Shawn quickly passed out and the three began to transfuse and become more toxic. Tomorrow, they would go back out on the prowl. To be continued...

It’s been ages due to Covid and winter, and desperately needed to get fucked. So the only option was to go to the heath, as one load was never going to be enough. I was getting horny all afternoon gave myself a proper cleaning and sat on a butt plug to get loose and ready. By the time 8pm came around I was seriously leaking, anticipating a great night and finally, some raw loads. I am about 15 minutes away, lubed up i jumped on my scooter and headed up. I had a pair of loose trousers so could totally step out of them and use them as a rest. Parking up I could see a few cars, so headed off down to the path to the dark room, which is a dark leafy area . As I entered I could see quite a few guys already here. I got to the log, took my trousers off and presented my naked ass to the room. Almost immediately one of the guys peeled off and I could hear him crunching towards me. A hand caressed my ass, and then a finger dawdled over my hole, slipped in and could feel the warm lubed ass, ready, waiting. He shifted behind me, I heard his zip and then he shuffled towards me, I could only look down between my legs to see his jeans. Then I felt his cockhead nudge against my hole, gently probing, the mix of precum and lube leaving a warm trail as he gently slid up and down before hesitating, and slowly pushing in. That first cock head is the best moment, as you feel,your hole open up to the pressure. He slowly pushed in as I accommodated his cock, not big but a nice size, perfect for the first fuck. Once in he stopped and I heard him crack open some poppers, sniff hard twice, and then after a hesitation slowly slid all the way back in. I groaned out loud and arched my back. “ you like that don’t you” he whispered, as he started to pull out and push back in. I milked his cock as he pulled out, opening as he thrust in. He groaned, he wasn’t going to last long. He started to pick up speed and I ramped my hips back to meet his thrusts, his breath grew ragged. I could hear others nearby moving in. He sped up, grasped my hips groaned load and rammed in hard, his cock pulsating up my ass, his juice flooding my guts. It felt so good as he held still, his cock pulsing three or four times, then he leaned forwards, resting a moment and whispering “ great ass you slut”. I put my hand between my legs to feel his balls and cock as he slowly pulled out, and caught a little dribble of cum that I quickly licked up, and then moved my hand back to feel my cummy hole, all warm and sticky, with that fresh fucked smell! He zipped up and pulled away, but barely had he stepped away when I felt a thick finger slip into my hole, deep, mixing the cum in my ass, he took his finger out and pushed in two, cum leaked out, it was a big load. “Smells like a slut”, he said out loud. I murmured in agreement, don’t give me the chat just slip your dick in I thought! And sure enough looking between my legs I saw him slip down his trackie, a pair of muscular legs shifted towards me and a fat mushroom head prodded till it found the right spot. He then thrust in hard, taking my breath away, I arched and pushed back to slam my ass back up to his balls. His cock must have been 8 inches and fat, because it filled me. This guy was riding me hard, pulling out and slamming in, and each time he pulled I sucked at his cock with my ass muscles, and could feel the slimy oozing cum. I slipped my hand underneath to feel his full balls, my fingers sliding either side of his cock to feel it’s slippery hardness. We had a real rhythm, him thrusting in hard as I pushed back, my ass opening each time he thrust in. We kept this up for 10 minutes, his hands caressing my stomach as he leaned forwards, both of us sweating hard. “ I’m cumming” he gasped, “breed me!” . And with one final hard thrust he pinned me, his cock slipping deep and hard, swelling as he held me tight, pumping load after load into me. I clamped down on his cock to keep him inside me and pushed back against his hips. He arched back, nestled in and kept his cock inside me until it started to soften. I moved my hips forwards, held his shaft with my hands as his softening cock slipped out, warm, slick and still meaty. I rested my head on my arm, leaning against the trunk, that was a proper fuck! My ass was open and sloppy, my fingers dipped in, and could feel the looseness and brought my fingers back to my mouth to smell and lick the cum. Stayed there for the next few hours and must have taken another 6-7 cocks and a few more loads. By then I figured it was time to move on to the fuck tree. Got there and it was crowded! About 6 bottoms along, asses pointing out and tops buzzing around, fucking. I joined the far end, dropped my trousers and started to bend out, pushing some cum out, but was too far along. Shuffled along into the middle to get that proper bend, back arched. Reached under my balls to finger and stretch my hole. I could see feet shuffling, and then suddenly a cock nudging my hole. Slick and slippery it glided in and nestled deep a moment, and then started pumping. But a few minutes and out again, my ass empty. A few minutes later same thing. I knew he was loving it as he clearly didn’t want to cum.so off again, and then finally he’s back, settles in and starts to pump, my ass opening up to the warm firm thrusts, the cum leaking out making that beautiful sticky, slappy sound of a well bred hole. He picks up the pace, I thrust back to match his rhythms, his balls slamming into my ass. We are both going faster, then I feel him stiffen and push hard, all the way in. His cock fills out, pulses and he shoots deep and hard inside me. A few seconds of hard pulsing, he sighs, leans forward and rests on me as he cock slowly softens. My hand reaches under my balls to feel his shaft as it slides out, a rush of warm cum into my hands and out. A great night, and time to go home!

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I’m always soft when bottoming. More than a mindset, it’s just how my body works. I consider myself a true bottom, the type that loves letting my top know there’s only one (active) dick in bed, and it’s his. Fuck me as much/as long as he needs/wants, and cum as much as he’s physically able to, balls deep in me. My cock doesn’t really matter at the moment as I can finish myself later if I need more stimulation, but if he’s worried about me not enjoying it, then just look at how wet from dipping precum I can sometimes be. Still want me hard? It’ll happen on its own, when it’s not feeling pressured to perform (I thought I was the bottom?), and whatever my current mindset gets turned on by the most at the time. Chances are that, by this point, I’ve already emptied myself quite a bit by way of dripping.

I am 23 years old and I live in New York. I am blond, tall and with a muscular body. For four years I have been totally hooked on sex with old men, the uglier the better. I no longer have sex with guys my age or handsome men. I'm just looking for ugly old men and the sex is incredible. Does anyone have the same problem?

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.

Somehow the fight started early in the morning. By 7 Trent was out of the house and driving vaguely downtown while calling hotels. The nice places seemed booked up and he turned into a crappy motel right off the highway. Whatever. He got a room for a couple of nights and went in. Yeah, it sucked in every way but the bed was fairly comfy. Whatever. He and Heidi had been fighting nonstop recently. But that morning had been another level. Whatever. He decided to relax. He got out his iPad and screwed around, finally going to a porn tube site. As he got more turned on he moved from teens to transwomen and finally to gay porn. He already knew he loved the 80s stuff. Without fully thinking, Trent took cock pics and then used the bathroom mirror to get his hole. He googled and then signed up for some hookup sites. "Tight bottom looking for sex this morning. Bring lube." He got a decent response and invited the first 3 guys who responded. A couple of generic 40s white guys and a late 20s hispanic dude. He figured at best one of them would show up. Instead 2 made it to the door at the same time and the third was there within another 5 minutes. Lol. They all brought lube. **** Trent was shy. He'd had gay sex one other time. An embarrassing incident during his honeymoon with Heidi in Las Vegas. She'd gone to bed long ago, he got picked up and went back to a guy's room to have a drink. Matt. Matt got aggressive as soon as they were back to his room. Trent was mostly blacked out but could remember begging for it. And getting it. Trent staggered back to the honeymoon suite around 3. He secretly took an hiv test a few months later and pumped his fist at the negative result. **** The guys in his room at the Red Roof Inn egged each other on. Trent was constantly sucking cock. They were tough on him and slid fingers in him. "You do have a tight ass," said one of his new friends as he positioned himself behind Trent. He squirted a bunch of lube on his cock and slid into his asshole. All the way. Trent got fucked hard and relentlessly for about 2 minutes. "Oh fuck yeah bitch. Take my load." He stayed inside as he finished ejaculating. After he pulled out the men in his mouth came around behind him and slid all the way inside. It was embarrassing to admit but he loved being fucked by a stranger. The second guy started talking dirty as the got close. "You're a faggot now you know that right?" He pumped hard and then slid all the way inside Trent. "Where do you want me to cum?" He asked. I only groaned. "Tell me where to cum." I still didn't respond. He fucked me faster and demanded, "tell me to cum in you." I did as I was told. I said I was a cumslut who would take any load in my tight ass. That satisfied him and he emptied his balls while thrusting in me. Fuck. I was overwhelmed. I asked the others for a minute and took a hot shower.

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Part 2 The rest of the week was a blur for me. I was having an out of body moment and only snapped out of it whenever I was interrupted. My dad’s were picking up on it. Dinner time was awkward. I wouldn’t look them straight in the eye. What surprised me was the way they acted. They were normal. They were their loving selves. I didn’t get it. Daddy John literally raped Daddy Steve and Daddy Steve did not seem to care. I must have been distracted at footy because coach Davis kept giving me a verbal and asking where my head was at and my friends even said I seem distant. One Evening Daddy John pulled me aside before we left to go to football practice and asked me if I was ok. My grades had slipped and he was worried that they were not giving him enough study time or maybe too pressure. I told him I was fine and I’ll pick up my game. He gave me a big huge. He pressed me hard into him. His big massive arms cradled my back which pressed my face into his masculine chest and I could feel his bulge press against my own chest. I kept thinking that his massive cock was only a few inches away from my face and imagined what it would be like to have it in my mouth… Or my arse… The thought shocked me for a moment, but then I felt myself harden. Daddy John must have noticed and pulled back slightly to look down at me. He then said ‘I love you Son. You are my boy.’ And pulled me back in. My hard on pressed against his upper shin. We were about to leave when he stopped to tell me something ‘Oh. By the way. Steve and I are heading out tonight to celebrate his 53rd birthday.’ ‘I know dad.’ ‘You do?’ ‘You go out for his birthday every year. I know the routine.’ I amused as we kept on walking to the entrance. To the right is a side stair case leading to the lower level of the house. To the side at the bottom is another door leading to a room I am not allowed to go in. Daddy Steve walked out as we walked past the stair case. He said ‘Head to training?’ ‘We sure are, dad.’ I said as Daddy John opened the front door. ‘Happy birthday by the way. Have a fun night tonight. I’ll stay at Mitch’s place tonight.’ ‘Thanks Son. Tonight is going to be a blow out.’ I knew full well that they were going to have sex. I felt myself get hard again at the notion of it. But for the last few weeks I have snuck to the their bedroom to listen in on them fucking and Daddy John still had no remorse over Daddy Steve. He really violates him and Daddy Steve just excepts it, regardless of how much it hurts him. So something is different here. Something was up. I needed to know. So I planned to not go to Mitch’s and follow my dads. The time come and I made some bullshit story to my mates dad that I had to head home and pick up some school work I forgot. He was close to Daddy John’s age, little over weight, dad bod. I saw him in his jocks once when I walked past the bathroom and he was quite a hairy guy. He thought it was a little late to head over. It seemed to me that he was trying to stop me. His tone and the types of reason to make me stay just did not add up. Did he know something? He eventually said he would head over and get my school work. Frustrating for me. I had to go to plan B. I snuck out the window. It was 10pm. I got to my house. I saw Mitch’s dad arrive and a total strange opened the door for him. Strange. Who the fuck was that, and how did he know Mitch’s dad. I waited a moment to make my move then snuck through the front door. What I was presented with caught me by complete surprise. My dad’s house was full of men. Men of all different shapes, sizes and age. None however, seem to be younger than 40. They were at different levels of undress. And there were stiff dicks everywhere. I was lucky that no one had seen me. I looked down the stair case to the side of the entrance and saw a few men walking in through the door at the bottom. I saw an opportunity to sneak in and took it. I went through the door which open to yet another stair case followed by a long tunnel. It was dark. There was a shimmer of red light. I went down. The tunnel seemed long, but it could have been the dim lighting that made it feel that way. I reach the far entrance to the tunnel and what I saw completely warped my mind! The room look looked like a dungeon. There were varies fuck benches and slings. A leather couch, cross bar, mirrors on most of the walls and ceiling. The room was quite large and it easily had close to 60 or 70 guys in there. All naked, all playing with their cocks, all watching what was happening in the middle. Daddy Steve was strapped to a wooden bench face down getting railed by a stranger, while Daddy John was standing by Daddy Steve head watching the stranger fuck him. ‘I’M GONNA CUM!’ The stranger yelled and picked up his thrusts, driving deeper in Daddy Steve’s ass. ‘TAKE MY TOXIC LOAD, YOU FUCKING PIG!’ The stranger seemed to be cumming for a while, then he finally pulled out. I heard a plop from where I was standing. Very quick, another stranger replaced the previous stranger and just started jack hammering his cock into Daddy Steve’s cum filled hole. Daddy Steve moaned in pain through what looked like a red gag ball. I could not believe what I was seeing. My cock stiffened in my jocks from the site. I was scared, horrified and yet aroused by it. Under the bench there was some sort of cow tit milker attached my Daddy Steve’s 10 inch cock. It was a clear cylinder with a chrome base. I could see Daddy Steve’s nob poke through a larger cylinder attachment at the end which had a tube running down into a chrome tank. I could see that Daddy Steve had blown a load in it from the cum gathered at the entrance to the tube. ‘Hear comes another dirty load, you fucking slut.’ And the new stranger pumped his load into Daddy Steve. I nearly came in my jocks. Daddy Steve just got bred by two strangers, no tell how many other men have done the same, and Daddy John has just stood there and watched. The stranger pulled out and I could see his cock and pubs slick with cum. There was heaps. It glistened in the red lighting. Daddy John was wearing tight denim jeans and black boots. He had gauntlets with pointy studs on his forearms and a leather harness strapped around his muscly hairy chest. He look like one of those leather men from the Tom of Finland images. He leant over Daddy Steve and pull his muscly ass cheeks apart and examined his hole. ‘Not enough cum. NEXT’ He said with malice. Then another strange lined up. Daddy John move close to Daddy Steve’s ear, ‘Pig faggot, you are going to like this stranger. 10 inch cock, old, withered man, easily in his late 70’s. Yellow decaying teeth. And fuck… He smells like he hasn’t showered in a week. He looks like he is carrying a high viral load.’ Just as he said those few words, the old man shoved his 10 inch cock balls deep into Daddy Steve’s wrecked hole. It must have been too much for Daddy Steve. Next thing I heard was Daddy Steve moaning in pain while his cock ejaculated another load of cum into the cylinder. Daddy John noticed. ‘I thought you might have liked that, you fucking whore.’ He amused followed with a burly chuckle, then turned to the old man with his cock in Daddy Steve ‘Fuck that dirty poz infected slut. Charge him up and give the worthless whore your DNA.’ With that, the old man fucked him furiously. My cock couldn’t take it much longer, so I pulled it out and started playing with it. The old man did not last long. ‘Argh!... FUCK! Here comes my POZ load faggot. TAKE. IT!’ and he pushed back in deep and unloaded. It was getting way too much and I found myself pulling my cock really hard. It was then that I saw Mitch’s dad line up behind Daddy Steve. He had a curved 8 inch cock and he forced it into Daddy Steve’s gaping hole. I could not believe what I was seeing. He fucked really fast. Quick hammering. He seemed like he was in a hurry. And then grabbed Daddy Steve’s hips and slammed in hard and moaned out loud. I was on the verge of cumming, it was then that another 6 more guys walked past me from the tunnel. They were old guys in their 70’s and they saw me pulling my cock. ‘What we have here.’ One of the old men said while playing with his long dick. ‘Looks like young fresh meat.’ Another said, licking his crusty lips. ‘A shame you are not strapped to that bench. I wouldn’t mind a bit of boy pussy.’ Said another. For a moment I froze not knowing what to do. Then I quickly took off struggling to pull my pants up as I ran. I stumbled up the two sets of stair cases, passing even more naked men. I even felt a cock brush me as I went by. I managed to get to the entrance and get out. I got to the road and stopped to catch my breath. Flashes of what I had just saw kept flashing in my mind. To be continued

mmmm fuck yes! I love getting soaked right before I leave...in me or on me. Always a +!

Your best bet would be to go to Thailand. There are several reputable centres who will castrate you for a fee.

I got to suck this cute 24 year old in my building a few weeks ago. He's attached, I'm attached, and while he's wanted my ass ever since I swallowed his gorgeous cock, we just haven't been able to coordinate a meet-up in my secret spot. Until this morning. And it went even better than I had ever hoped! He and I had started talking last night about meeting up while he sent his bf to pick up coffee. Then, this morning, a top friend hit me up on Grindr asking if I was free. Didn't take long for my horny brain to concoct a scene! I confirmed that the guy in my building loves fucking a cummy hole, and once I knew that, I invited my Grindr friend to load me up first. We all coordinated the times; the guy in my building wanted me one-on-one the first time, promising we can do a full-on threesome next time. So my Grindr friend arrived. I walked him to my spot, undressed, and bent over. He ate my ass first, getting it all slick while I huffed my brown bottle. He squirted some lube on my hole and then on his cock, and in no time he had slid in balls-deep. He likes to fuck in long, slow grinding motions and it feels amazing to have him in my ass! I knew he had been saving his load all week in the hopes that we could meet, and sure enough it did not take him long before he whispered, "I'm cumming!" I squeezed my hungry sphincter tight lest I lose any of the manjuice he was pumping into me. At last he slid out, and as has become my custom, I spun around and took his cock in my mouth to clean him off. As he dressed, I messaged the other guy - the one from my building - that I was loaded and ready. He needed to wait a few more minutes to make sure his bf was gone, then messaged me that he was on his way. This time, in accordance with his request, I waited on all 4's on the cold concrete floor, my cum-filled ass pointed at the door. He came in and locked the door behind him, and I heard him take his pants off. I heard him stroke his cock a few times and then he, too, was inside me, my slicked-up hole welcoming that gorgeous, rock-hard 7-incher for the first time. He crouched behind me and began to pound me mercilessly. The precum ran in streams from my cock, pooling on the floor below me. Then, without making a sound, I felt his cock begin to do the dance that meant he was pumping his load - my second in the last 20 minutes - into me. I squeezed tight again, feeling him spasm a few more times as he slowly withdrew. Before I could make my move, he ordered, "Clean it off." I happily complied, then resumed my position on all 4's until I heard the door close behind him. With that, I locked the door and got dressed to head back to my place. I wiped up the excess dribbles from my hole, but as I walked back to my apartment I felt more begin to dribble out. I plugged myself the moment I walked in the door, and am sitting here happily stewing two big loads of baby batter as I write this.

Yes, they say be careful what you ask for. I want to be gangraped raw by a group of guys never seeing your faces, no safe word, no stopping, kidnap/drug me poz rape would be even better. Not really into trucker types, Black Men, Latinos and Bears, so looking for such to trick me, with a decoy hot top, then i'm secretly G-out, then while unconscious slammed. While out, used, fucked, breed & seeded, pimped out to others. Kept in service for a few days, made to be a house boy. Looking for tops that are able to take what they want, and are looking to own this Faggot's Holes, Holding me down to make me take their Breeding strength & seed.

Your first name (Sloan) Your cell number (706-300&2050) A location (2360 Delk Rd, Marietta, GA 30067) Times you're generally not available: I'm always for cock Age: 46 Height: 6'1 Weight: 183lbs Ethnicity: white It would help a lot if you attach a picture, but that's optional.

I made the wrong decision when I was 18. I chose to fake being straight as a matter of survival in a homophobic society. for way too many years. I'm just glad I didn't wait too long to start barebacking other men again.

It doesn't take much convincing in this town, or the types of sluts I'm into hehe. However - I do love to beg for hole while I'm rimming, whispering to that sweet man puss how much I need to feel it from the inside, it works most times. If a bottom insists on a condom I tell them my load will find another hole... and 4/5 times they say "wait..." 😉

He's 8" and thick with yummy low-hangers <3

I host regular group fucks and have definitely noticed that some of the guys who haven't attended since Feb/March 2020 have increasingly been contacting me about attending soon. I did continue hosting my private orgies last year (yes, even during lockdown, I know that's objectively speaking wrong!) and continued to find significant amounts were interested in them, but naturally there were some who chose to stay away, which is reasonable and understandable.

I was with a guy from the bar and ended up at my place. We were heavy kissing and he was really good looking....he took his shirt off and I took mine off and continued making out....He kept groping my crotch and I was feeling his huge bulge through his levi's....He said i gotta get these jeans off my dick hurts from being constrained so we both got naked. He said lets go play in your bed so we got in the bed and we were face to face grinding each other with our cocks leaking precum. He said I really want to fuck you, so I got a condom out of the night stand and laid it next to us...I said I hope you don't mind wearing a condom....he said no problem as he was kissing my neck......he said i'm not ready to fuck yet, I want more skin on skin body contact and will put it on in a few.....we continued kissing and grinding....he put my legs over his shoulders and said your gonna like this....he started slidding his wet precumed cock up and down the crack of my ass making it very slippery, it felt so fucking good.....he started he started massaging the opening of my hole with the tip of his precummed dick.....he said let me just put the tip in to help open you up, I said welll umm, he said relax baby, I wont cum inside you, he slid in about 1.5 inches and slowly pulled out and in and out and in....kissing me all the time and before I knew it he was all the way in me and I busted my nut all over the place and he continued fucking me and asking how it felt.....he went faster and faster and I thought he was going to pull out to cum untill he screamed/groaned and shuttered.....He said I'm sorry babe, I couldn't hold back.....sorrry .......your ass felt too good......He got dressed and said lets do this again sometime and took off.....I was kinda pissed off but it was my fault for being dumb enough to be seduced into bareback.....I walked into the bathroom and had this huge load of cum streaming down my leg.... I thought to myself right then, fuck I love bareback and being seeded......def gotta do this again!

You are superhot!

not difficult to convince, when bottoms see my poz cock they usually want the seed inside

I work in construction a new job which I just started. As my Forman was showing me around this enormous shopping center that we are working on he asked me to give him a hand in the basement. He took me down a few corridors and into this dark room. He put out some party favors and told me that it’s ok not to be nervous. After I did a few lines of coke with him he took off his tool belt and began undoing his pants pulling out his fat cock with a smile. He then says I had a feeling that I recognized you from grinder and read on your profile what a cock cum hungry whore you are. I wound up naked down to my panties going down on him and getting fucked. The next day it wasn’t just him but 6 other guys from the crew that joined in. They welcomed me to the crew and showed me my position. At the end of each day I wait for them on this dirty mattress dressed up like a dirty street whore and let them take turns seeding me sending me home a leaking hot mess.

Hetero appropriation of Gay culture.

Go to the sleaziest darkrooms n bend over face down ass up on a bench n let the whole club unload deep inside me

Let me know when and where 😉

I think chastity is the best thing a submissive can do, provided: 1. They don’t use their dicklets during sex. 2 the sub feels he is touching himself too much 3. it takes away from the time/devotion a sub should have towards his Superior or the Men he services. 4. The sub feels he is not a real man and needs to show it physically to his partner or partners. 5. The sub wants to surrender control over his ability to have an orgasm 6. the sub secretly hopes that lack of use will irreparably atrophy his clit beyond repair. 7. the sub feels like having a dick gets in the way of good enjoyable sex for him as a submissive. 8. the sub is in love with his Owner and wants to show his commitment to Him

I always thought Bad McGuire was overrated. I've seen a lot better tops in random amateur porn.

As Jacques straddled my face I reached up and grabbed his hard, muscular and hairy arsed cheeks in both hands. As he lowered himself down I leaned up to take that first sniff and lick of his hairy hole. As I’ve said before, I love eating arse in every position but having a guy ride my face is my favorite - not only because I can spread the cheeks wide and get my tongue in deep, but the guy, if he knows what he’s doing, can also take control, holding his own cheeks wide apart, running the groove of his arse across my face, along my tongue and open mouth and also stop dead and just smother me with his cunt. And Jacques was an expert. Holding his cheeks wide apart he exposed his hairy cunt for me. I moaned with pleasure as I drafted in this fresh hole. I had wanked and fantasised about this hole for months - playing with my own with fingers, toys and my own fist as I imagined what it would taste like and feel like inside and out. And I wasn’t disappointed. Sweat dropped down his back and into the groove, wetting the hair that covered his arse and hole; he had also kept the the space between his hole and balls hairy which added extra musk and the faint taste of piss and the unique smell and taste of ball sweat. He also knew how to hover above my face, so that I could lean into his hole with my nose and mouth the inhale as much scent as I could. This was a cunt made by God for queers like me. If there was a heaven, it was riding my face like a pro. Above me, I could hear Jacques taking huffs of poppers before reaching down to tweak my tits or roll his hand up and down my shaft and pul on my balls. I was totally focused on his hole - with his cheeks spread for me, I was free to tease and finger his hole, lapping it with my tongue, and watching my gob get swallowed up before pushing into his hole for that first taste of his chute. And again, there was no disappointment, just perfection. Some arses taste clean, some of the spunk that’s already been loaded, but Jacques chute tasted of him - replicating the taste of his spit and gob i has tasted in his mouth. I moaned loudly as I added my own spit to the fluid in his chute. Above me, Jacques was moaning and clearly sweating as it was rolling down his back and into his arse. As I licked and ate him out he started to roll his groove over my mouth, lips and nose, driving me into a deeper frenzy of eating, licking and chewing. I was totally lost in his hole. The whole world reduced to giving and receiving as much pleasure from his puckered cunt as possible.

Used to love watching him fuck when I was a teen. He would just rail them.

Nacho Vidal - the tats, that uncut schlong and the way he treats the girls like fuckholes pounding them senseless. Ramon Navar - that face and that huge uncut meat and the girls are just holes to use and dump his load into. Nick Lang - the face, that huge uncut cock and he uses girls like human fleshlights...

I usually visit North Jersey one weekend a month to see my mama. I have a list of NJ fwbs I hit up beforehand. 1 of them is M; a hot ColumbiaN construction worker. Muscles, friendly, passionate, reliable, speaks limited English, hung and knows how to use me. I haven’t seen him in 6 months. He lost some muscle mass due to COVID but he’s still as sexy as ever. Kissed, rimmed, fucked my brains out (I was bleeding a little but didn’t feel anything; it was so amazing). Then he sucked me off and I couldn’t stop Cumming down his throat. I hope all of you have a buddy like M. I will see him again next month :)

Name: Trip Cell number (for texts and voice calls): 737-241-9526 Location: 78723 - intersection of 35/290E Times you're available: any time day or night, just text or message me Times you're generally not available: n/a Age: 38 Height: 5'10" Weight: 215 lbs Ethnicity: Caucasian Amenities: engaging and eager to please attitude with a hole that can't get enough cock or loads.

Another fucking HOT chapter!

My name is Mikey – CHPT 4 - Time for Your Medicine: The taste of Harold’s cum that I fingered out of my ass was intoxicating. I kept sticking my finger in my bruised hole trying to find more, and realized how desperately I wanted Harold to fuck me again. Was sex always rough like that with men? As much as my guilt tried to overwhelm me, I knew I enjoyed it – fuck this was all so damn confusing. I rubbed the spot on my arm where Curtis had injected me with something earlier, and was not sure what to do, so thought maybe I should try to get some sleep. The constant low-level roar of the porn playing next door in the theater and not being able to get Harold out of my head, made that impossible. So, I got back up and took the ‘grand tour’ of Harold’s living quarters and realized he was as messy and filthy as the rest of Roxies seemed to be, so decided to tidy things up a bit. His pile of Army coveralls all seemed dirty and I was sniffing the last pair before adding them to the pile I had folded when I heard the padlocks begin unlocking on the door. I dropped the coveralls, anxiously hoping it was Harold coming back, then heard the locks on the inside being turned, and soon realized the footsteps I heard were Curtis’. “Well, well, well, I see you’re learning to be a good little wife already huh?” he said with a mix of amusement and what I thought was anger, “You ready for some more dick sissy?” Honestly I was, but did not want his, and took a step back towards the mattress on the floor as I said, “Hmm, no, I…don’t think I can. I…hurt pretty bad right now…and I…have not eaten in a long time. Can I get something to eat now?” Curtis dropped the backpack he was carrying, his eyes flaring with anger as he took two long strides and slapped me, knocking me onto mattress. “You will fucking eat when I tell you to eat, understand?” Curtis snarled, “For a sissy you are awful sassy. Maybe you will learn, but frankly I hope you don’t as I am going to fucking enjoy breaking you. Been far too long since I was able to tear someone apart from the inside out.” I rubbed my face where Curtis’ hand had connected and looked at him with a mix of fear, anger, disgust, and confusion. Curtis gave me a creepy smile and said in barely a whisper, “Don’t worry. That one won’t bruise, others will, but that little slap won’t. I know how to hit and not leave a mark. Now sit on the fucking edge of the bed and put your arm out and tell me your name.” I had to bite my tongue hard not to yell, “MY NAME IS MIKEY!” I held back, bowed my head and said, “I’m a sissy cunt.” “Again,” Curtis ordered. So I kept repeating, “I’m a sissy cunt, I’m a sissy cunt.” Curtis had kicked the backpack he had dropped over next to me, knelt in front of me, lifted my chin with his left hand and gave me that big fucking smile again as I repeated once more, “I’m a sissy cunt.” I had pleased him, and the rush of knowing that made me smile no matter how much I didn’t want to. Immediately Curtis’ smile disappeared and his right hand came up and slapped me even harder, knocking me on my side. “This ain’t about your fucking pleasure. Understand? Sit back up you cunt, and give me your arm,” Curtis spat out. My anger was rising again, but I obeyed, and watched as Curtis pulled two bottles of water out of his bag and set them to the side and then a black leather case, which he took his time unzipping. Curtis laid the case flat and there was a row of syringes on each side and two small glass bottles on each end. He grabbed a syringe, held it up in front of me as he filled it with a dark, yellow liquid from one of the bottles, then I watched as he tapped the syringe and pressed the end slightly so a small squirt shot out of the end. There was a sadistic gleam in his eyes as Curtis roughly grabbed my left arm, held it straight, with the edge of his right hand tapped a vein, then jabbed the syringe into it as I yelped and flinched, but Curtis had my arm locked in a vice grip and held me steady as gave me whatever had been in the bottle. When the syringe was empty he folded my arm, set the syringe in the leather case, dug around in his knapsack and brought out another syringe – one that appeared empty. I could not understand what he was doing as Curtis slowly inserted the needle into a vein in his own arm, but this time instead of injecting something, he pulled back a little on plunger and rivulets of blood followed. He was smiling again now, his entire face almost glowing as he pulled the needle out, licked his arm twice to remove any blood, then looked at me and cocked his head as if I could read his mind. Curtis kept smiling as he then grabbed my right arm and it dawned on me what he planned to do. No fucking way. I began to try to scramble back onto the mattress, but Curtis lifted a closed fist and raised his eyebrows as if asking, “Really, you really want to do that?” I started to shake and tremble and tears began to trickle down my cheeks as I watched in horror and fascination as Curtis slowly stuck the needle that had just been in his arm into mine, and emptied the barrel. When the plunger was all the way home and the barrel empty, Curtis gently removed the needle, bent forward and lovingly caressed the spot on my arm with his tongue before covering it in hot kisses. I didn’t understand why he had done that and was still shaking and too afraid to ask. Curtis tossed that syringe back into his backpack, stood up, pulled his pants down, and released his rock hard dick. I knew he wanted to fuck, so started to get up, but Curtis pushed me back down, knelt down on the floor with his pants still around his ankles, pulled me tight to him and gave me a long, wet kiss. His tongue explored my mouth and he began to nibble at my lips with his teeth, each bite a little harder than the last. “Do you feel it yet?” he asked, “Do you feel me? Do you feel your medicine? I’ve got another injection for you right here.” Curtis then slammed his closed fist into my chest sending me flat on my back and knocking the wind out of me a bit. He roughly reached out, flipped me over, spread my ass apart and buried his face in my hole, moaning and groaning as his mouth coated my ass crack and shredded ring with spit. My own dick was hard now, and I felt a little dizzy and disoriented. When I opened my eyes and looked at the crumpled up sheets or wall behind the mattress, the dizziness got worse, so I kept my eyes closed as Curtis continued to work my hole with his mouth. Waves of heat, cold, and nothingness seemed to circle through my body. I started to sort of phase out, must have been from that shot, and Curtis’ voice now seemed to come in bits and pieces. He had moved his body up over mine and was now grinding his long, thick, torpedo headed dick against my ass. “You want some more dick sissy cunt? I know you do. It’s all right, I know you can’t really think clearly right now, it’s alright sissy, I don’t want your mouth, JUST YOUR FUCKING CUNT!” With that Curtis punched his dick into my ass bringing me a moment of pain and clarity before the fog rolled back in. Curtis had his left arm around my neck to hold me in place and was whispering in my ear as he ground his dick around inside of me like a helicopter rotor, “FUCK YOU GOT A GOOD CUNT, GOD DAMN SISSY, THIS IS WHAT YOU WERE MADE FOR. YOU WERE MADE FOR PLEASING MEN. ANY MEN THAT WANT TO FUCK YOU - YOU LET THEM. ANY MEN THAT WANT TO CUM IN YOU – YOU LET THEM. ANY MEN THAT WANT TO TREAT YOU LIKE THE WORTHLESS SISSY CUNT YOU ARE – YOU WILL THANK THEM! FUCKING JAIL RIPE ASS! SHIT. YOU WILL BE A SISSY THAT CRAVES BLACK DICK, NEEDS BLACK DICK, AND I AM GOING TO USE YOU HARD EVERY DAY AND FILL YOU WITH MY CUM.” The harder Curtis fucked me, the tighter he squeezed my neck with his arm and the dizzier I got. I brought my hands up to try pull his arm away, but it was a half-hearted attempt. Something about feeling the muscles in his forearm flex and move as he tightened his grip, combined with his dick stretching my ass out, and his dirty talk made me surrender. So I just held on and let him ride me. I don’t know what happened next. When I could focus again I was still face down on the mattress, but Curtis was not on top of me. I reached back and felt a wetness on my back and ass and heard Curtis laugh, then say, “I glazed that ham inside and out with my own honey sauce. Fucking leave it there and get up. Time for some more medicine.” I rubbed my eyes, shook my head to clear it, and carefully scooted to the edge of the mattress and got up. Curtis was sitting in a chair, fully dressed, hidden in a cloud of smoke. He held out his hand, “Here, hit it, this is that laced kush I was telling you about. From now on you will be in a constant state of FUCKED-THE-HELL-UP. Anytime I see you I expect you to be high, drunk, doped out on your medicine, or all three, understand? Good sissy cunt, now you’re learning. I don’t need to hear your mouth unless I give you permission to speak. Just nod that little head of yours. Fuck, what you doing? You don’t smoke good shit like that. Let me guess, you ain’t never smoked before you met those two white trash fuckers? You got to savor this shit, let it flow through you, ease it out. This ain’t no fucking horse race. That’s it, feel that? Good. Come on.” Curtis stood up, crossed his arms in impatience, and started to mumble something while I looked for a place to put out the joint. I found an overflowing ashtray on a shelf, went to put it out, but Curtis stopped me, grabbed it back, and gripped it between his teeth as he roughly shoved me forward. I quickly scanned for something to put on, not sure what was happening, but realizing again how naked I was and how dirty I felt. Curtis turned the deadbolts in the door, opened the door and stood back for me to pass through. I was assaulted by the porn theater’s raucous sounds of some young girl being pummeled by two big dicks and cautiously took a step forward. I had lost track of time, so was not sure how long I had been in Harold’s room, but the theater now had a low haze of smoke drifting in gentle waves several feet off the floor and it felt tremendously hot in there. Curtis closed the door, gripped my left arm hard, and as he steered me towards the back of the theater I saw two guys who were sitting in the theater seats turn their heads, their hands pausing from jacking their dicks, as they watched my naked parade. I was led to a group of men who were sitting in a cluster of chairs over by the couch. Their voices died and all heads turned and stared as Curtis dragged me closer. Even with the heat, my body was covered in goose bumps and I held a hand over my dick, trying to give myself some sense of being covered up. “Jesus fucking Christ Curtis,” one of them said, “What the fuck have you done?” I looked around at the group, I guess there were seven or eight of them, all white and older like my dad’s age, scruffy, some had beards, most of them were smoking, and the smell of pot was especially strong coming from the guy Curtis stopped and made me stand by. “Well,” Curtis started, “I ain’t done nothing that didn’t need doing and you know better than to get up in my fucking shit. However, as a show of appreciation for your steady business you bunch of freaks, I figured I would let you share in my bounty – err booty.” This elicited a round laughs, “Hell yeahs,” and more. Curtis lit the joint he had me hit before, gave it to me again with a nod to hit it hard several times, he then ground it out on the floor and said, “You dirty fucks have an hour,” and then walked out the exit and shut the door, leaving me alone. Immediately multiple hands began grabbing at me, touching me, someone swore when they ran their hands in the cum Curtis had dribbled on my lower back when he pulled out, and in the dim, hazy light of the porn movie, I was pawed and fawned over as the pack of perverts tried to figure out what to do. I didn’t know what to do either. I did know that if I went back to the room Curtis would get angry, so I just stood there and tried to ignore what was happening. “Hey, you, fuck what’s wrong with you,” one of the men asked who was now standing in front of me, “Where you from, what’s your name, from that wad covering your hind side and dripping down your thighs it looks like Curtis fucked you right. Did he? You can tell us?” Another round of laughter and the group was now joined by the guys who had been sitting in the theater seats closer to the screen. One of them rammed a boney finger up my ass then exclaimed, “Fucking whore! This pussy is wet and open. Just what I needed.” He soon was gripping my waist and thrusting his dick into my open ass. Compared to Curtis, he was not that big, so it didn’t hurt. Egged on by some of the guys telling him to, “Breed that pussy. Fuck that cunt,” the guy fucking me was soon letting everyone know he was cumming in my ass. As soon as the first guy pulled out, there was another one sliding in who was fucking rougher and harder making me have to reach out and steady myself on some guy’s shoulder. Now one of them was standing in front of me ordering me to suck his dick and asked me, “Ever tasted pussy? This is what dick tastes like after fucking a pussy, lick my wife’s juices.” ICK…I opened my mouth and got pegged on both ends. Then I was shuffled over to the couch and made to bend forward and suck on a tiny little dick attached to a very fat guy, as someone else fucked me and told everyone how sloppy my hole was. I couldn’t tell who was fucking me and as soon as one stopped, another shoved his dick in me. It took the fat guy forever to cum in my mouth and when he did it was barely a dribble. He heaved himself off the couch and before another guy could take his place the guy fucking me told me to put my knees up on the couch, grab the back, and push my ass out. That’s how I was when Curtis came back to get me, ass up, being raw fucked by some unknown man. “Time’s up fellas,” Curtis’ voice cut through the chatter like a knife through butter. The guy who was fucking begging for just another minute as he was close to shooting again, but Curtis physically yanked him off me, I heard someone swear, chairs slide, then Curtis grabbed my arm and dragged me stumbling back to Harold’s room. Curtis slammed the door, bolted it, pushed me towards Harold’s mattress and said, “Stop right where you are. Were you a good sissy? Gave them all a good cunt? Did you take every dick and every load?” I didn’t say a word, Curtis chuckled, “Good. You may speak.” I then replied, “Yes, thank you,” and that made Curtis go, “MMMMHHHHHH.” The sound of Curtis unzipping his pants seemed impossibly loud, his big hands clamped onto my hips, his nails digging into my skin. He roughly pulled me back against his body and said, “You smell like a whore, you know that? All that white trash cum running down your legs. I bet you cannot even close that hole anymore huh. Just like a sissy cunt. Let me get up in there – OH FUCK YEAH THAT CUNT IS WET! ALL THAT WHITE TRASH NUTT UP IN THERE! MAKING IT HOT AND WET FOR ME! TELL ME HOW THEY FUCKED YOU. TELL ME HOW THOSE WHITE TRASH FUCKERS USED YOUR CUNT. TELL ME HOW YOU HATED THOSE TINY WHITE DICKS AND MISSED THIS BIG BLACK MONSTER FUCKING YOU!” I obeyed and told Curtis all he wanted to know. Every word spurned him on and as he slam fucked me in the middle of the floor, my ass made wet clapping and slurping sounds, which caused his dick to swell. Suddenly Curtis’ mood seemed to change and he started slapping my head and face yelling, ‘SHUT UP CUNT SHUT UP!” I didn’t know what I had done and stumbled forward a step or two trying to maintain my balance, which made Curtis even angrier. The hits came harder, the fucking rougher, and I was so confused, then suddenly Curtis stopped and I heard Harold say, “Mind if I cut in?” My ears were ringing, my head throbbing, and I think Curtis mumbled something back, but he released me, pulled his dick from my ass, and stepped away as he and Harold exchanged angry whispers. I was too afraid to turn around and stood where I was, my body shaking, until I was embraced by Harold who held me against him and said, “It’s ok, it’s ok.” I turned and stood on my tip toes as Harold leaned down and kissed me. Not hard and rough, just in a way that made me feel like he wanted me. His breath was an awful mix of cigarettes, liquor, pot, I don’t know what else, but I loved it and felt the heat of desire boil up inside me as I knew it was in him from the bulge now tenting his coveralls. Harold let me go, went over to his book shelf, grabbed the full ashtray, dumped it into a box on the floor, dropped the ashtray in a plastic bag, dug around, dropped a few more things in, grabbed a bottle of brown liquor sitting on the floor, wadded the sheets and blankets on his bed into a ball, tucked them under his arm and said, “Come on.” I followed Harold through the door into the bathroom that connected his room to Curtis’ office. He asked if I had to go, but I just looked at how dirty and messy I was, shook my head no and said, half asking, “But my clothes?” Harold just smiled and said, “You don’t need your clothes,” so I then followed him out the other door and into Curtis’ office. I was afraid I would see Curtis, but Harold said, “Don’t worry. He’s gone for the night. Home to the old lady.” Harold opened a small door in a back corner and said, “Follow me,” and he started climbing. There were metal rungs protruding from the cinder block wall and as I stepped in and looked up I saw Harold unlatch and push open a panel and then climb out onto the roof. Harold reached down and lifted me up through the hatch and onto the roof and I immediately jumped around and swore as the hot surface burned my bare feet. “Oh shit, sorry beautiful, my fucking bad. Here, stand on these.” Harold dropped the blankets, I quickly jumped on them, and stood naked in the hot, humid air. It was night out. I don’t know what time exactly, but the only real light was coming from the moon and the strip mall parking lot lights. I could see other stores, restaurants, and the interstate and could hear the rumble of trucks and cars and the sounds of life. There was a slight breeze, which felt so good, but then I remembered I was still naked and squatted down. Harold laughed, “Ain’t no one can fucking see you. Look. The side of the building is high enough that hell, you’d have to be climbing the dam light pole to see up here. I thought you might enjoy a little change of scenery, what do you think?” I looked around, smiled, and said, “Thank you. I do. This is great.” I then watched, hungry for this man, as Harold dug around in his bag, pulled out some stuff, lit a joint, hit it, then handed it to me before he unzipped, kicked his boots off, slid his overalls off, and wiggled his boots back on. When he was done, Harold put his fist on his hips and posed like a fucking super hero, and said, “Bow before your Mandingo Warrior God, serve the supreme black man,” making me choke and laugh and lose the smoke I had in my lungs. I hit the joint again as Harold had me step on his coveralls, he then stepped over to a blue tarp that was being held down by several concrete blocks, set the blocks aside, pulled the tarp back, took the blankets and laid them out on top of a mattress that had been under the tarp. “I like to sleep up here sometimes,” Harold explained, “I just need the space, you know?” I quickly stepped over to the mattress and sat down beside Harold. Fuck every time he smiled at me I wanted to melt. What was that? Harold pulled the liquor bottle out, a couple more joints, he offered me the bottle while he lit up, then he plopped back on the mattress, letting out a big sigh and a stream of smoke. This was my first chance to really get a good look at him naked, so I took it. I laid on my side and tentatively reached out to touch his torso, but stopped, not sure if I should. Harold took my hand, held it in his and set it on his stomach. The heat radiating from his body was hotter than the roof! Harold removed his hand, hit the joint again, put his arms back and up over his head stretching out like a big cat, a lion, a true king. I slowly ran my left hand up and down his stomach, over his chest, outlining all the various tattoos that marked his skin as well as various scars – large and small. The dog tags around his neck felt cold, even in the heat of the night. When I touched his side he chuckled. A little – ticklish – hmmm. Harold tilted his head back letting me have access to his neck and the angel wing tattoos that wrapped around it. I raised my left leg and laid it on top of his, my knee brushing his dick, which twitched and grew a little. Harold sighed again, rolled onto his stomach, and let me explore his back. I straddled his lower back and began to massage him, his muscles giving way under my fingers as he enjoyed his 420 and my touch. After a while Harold rolled back over, flicked what was left of his joint away, pulled me against his body with his left arm so I was half laying on his chest, and began to ask me questions about myself. I was reluctant to answer after all that happened, but I felt safe with him, so I told him everything about meeting Brett and Pa at the campground, and then ending up at Roxies, and Curtis, and the theater, everything – well almost everything as I left out the part about Curtis and his blood needle. I realized as I was telling him about the theater his long dick had swelled, the foreskin pulled back, the head was glistening with precum. I could not resist and scooted down a little so I could taste it, and lick it, which made Harold grab my head, “Swallow that shit.” I sucked him for a little bit, went back to lying on his chest, and it was Harold’s turn. He told me he was a mechanic in the Army, had done a few tours overseas, been shot up a bit, which explained the scars on his chest. He and Curtis had grown up together and while Curtis had gotten into the wild shit over there interrogating the terrorists, he was content fixing shit. When he paused I asked, “Are you gay?” This got a big laugh and Harold said, “Oh, nothing like that beautiful. Like I told you, I like a good boy pussy, and yours is well….well you can see what just talking about it does to me. I had a girl before I got shipped off, but I was different when I came back, so was she. Curtis has been good to me, took me in, gave a job, place to crash, and working here there’s always a willing mouth or ass if I need to bust. But honestly, those are just holes to nutt in. You beautiful are more than that, you are pussy. Look how you make my dick swell. Go ahead, touch it, stroke it, feel that big black shaft.” Harold’s dick was definitely longer and thicker than Curtis’ and I liked tugging on his foreskin. I was uncut too, which was unusual for guys my age and got me plenty of ridicule in the locker room. After several minutes of stroking his dick, I could not believe how big it looked. “Fuck, that’s like a fucking horse dick! I can’t believe I took the whole thing!” I said. Harold reached over into his bag, pulled out a bottle of baby oil and said, “Here, see what you can do with this.” I took the bottle, turned the cap, dribbled some baby oil on Harold’s chest and took my time rubbing it over his body, glistening him up from head to toe. I then squirted some onto his dick, making him sigh and his dick throb and pulse in my hand like a garden hose with a kink in it. Harold’s head was back, and his eyes closed, as he enjoyed the attention so he was surprised when I straddled his torso, reached behind me, made his dick even slicker, and guided it towards my ass. “You want me to fuck you? You want to ride my dick? It takes me a long time to cum in this position, but it stays fucking hard. Will you keep it in? Let me work that ass with my 3rd leg? Yeah – FUCK YEAH! Look at me, keep your eyes open. I want to see your face as you sit on it, feel it stretch you open. I’m a freak beautiful, so I’m up for ANYTHING, are you?” I just smiled as I grabbed Harold’s slick dick, tried to get a firm grip, and leaned forward so I could angle it into my waiting hole. Harold did not move. He let me guide it to my ass and when I was ready I pushed and felt it slip inside my ring. I only let the head go in, then pulled off, slid the head back in, pulled off, then did it again. After a few times of teasing his dick like that I knew Harold wanted more as his cock was literally quivering in my hand. The feeling of a hot man’s dick pulsing in my hand with every heart beat was un-fucking believable! I threw my head back and bounced up and down on his raw dick as hard and deep as I could. When my legs began to tire Harold started bucking his hips, thrusting into me, preparing my hole. I was surprised when my own orgasm overwhelmed me and as my dick spewed wildly across Harold’s chest, my ass clamped down like a vice and I tried to push off his dick as it suddenly hurt and I was too sensitive. Harold grabbed my waist, held me tight, and I leaned forward onto his chest letting him angle up into my ass walls, flesh smacking flesh. “Ready for that Louisiana cream pie beautiful?” Harold asked. “LET ME EMPTY THAT NUTT IN THAT PUSSY. TELL ME WHERE YOU WANT IT. UP IN THAT STOMACH? WANT THAT NUTT UP INSIDE YOU? THAT’S IT BEAUTIFUL, TAKE THIS FUCKING NUTT, OH GOD DAMN, TAKE THIS CUM, TAKE…..SHIT…” As Harold started to shoot I leaned back and bounced harder and deeper onto his dick. I had to have it and kept riding him until he finally made me stop. I laid against his chest and as I started to slide off to the side, he rolled our bodies so that his dick was still inside me. I felt embarrassed and guilty for some reason, and tried to hide my face against his chest. Harold said, “Don’t be shy beautiful,” and he slid his finger through the trail of cum leaking out of my ass, licked it, then gave me a taste, “That’s me and you – all that – just me and you – you like us?” What could I say? I had never felt to safe, so secure, so loved in all my life and wiggled and pushed my ass against his dick. Harold kissed my neck, my forehead, my lips, “You got my babies now you sissy cunt. I think that pussy is ready for the next step,” he said. Harold and I spent the rest of the night up on that roof, fucking, talking, loving. Right then I thought I knew what love was, and I relished it. Not just the feel of his body against mine, inside mine, but the feel of him in my soul. Wait, what did Harold mean about my pussy being ready for the next step? STAY TUNED FOR CHAPTER 5: Glory Hole Beat Down **My Name is Mikey contains 16 chapters and new chapters will be posted roughly weekly - or sooner - if there is interest**