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Ken's point of view, Paul is younger than me by a bit, and also has a very high sex drive, so I knew going into the relationship I was probably not going to be able to keep up with him. Sure I had a fat cock that he seemed to love, but there were times when I was done and it seemed like Paul was just getting started, I tried to keep up but it was obvious he needed more cock. I started looking for others to bring into our bedroom, I knew he liked big cocks, so my search was to find that for him. We found a couple guys, one top in particular had a very thick 8" cock and it looked like Paul just came alive when that cock was buried in his ass, I enjoyed watching that fat cock slide in and out and even fantasied about that cock going bare and leaving a load in him. That always made my cock harder while I watched. Even though this fantasy was real strong for me, I made sure everything was safe, even grilled the guys to make sure they were safe as well, I didn't want to bring something home that required a doctors visit to get rid of. That all changed one day when I was cleaning the spare room, getting it ready for a guest. There was a loose board in the floor so I went to fix it. When I pulled the board up I found a ledger, I opened the first page and realized it was a diary, I read a couple more lines and determined it was Paul's. I put the book back and left it as it was. Days went by and the thought of that book haunted me, Everything told me to not read it, I would get the book, open it, start to read and get guilt feelings, so I would return it to it hiding spot. This went on a couple weeks, finally I justified it by saying if there was something in there that could help our sex life then it was worth the risk of reading it. I read it from front to back, then went back and read it again. Paul said many things, mostly good. but the one thing that stood out was sex. He definitely wanted more and bigger and raunchier. His fantasies on paper were mostly all bareback, he wanted the tops to cum in him, he worked hard during the fuck and their cum should be his reward. His darkest secrets was he wanted to be a cum slut, taking all loads and touching on chasing for toxic cum. I had to read it several times, my Paul was a cum slut. I couldn't believe this mild mannered man I married wanted to go into the dark and not come back. His writings said he wished the tops I found for us to play with did not have to use a condom, and for our regular, Mr. 8" he had even went so far as to poke holes into the condoms, hoping they break during their fucks. I was stunned to say the least. He never said anything like this to me, never shared his dark desires. So I decided I would see what I could do to help him come out, so to speak. We planned a trip, we discussed several places but I steered our destination to Phoenix, mainly because I had been chatting with a few guys there and was working a plan for Paul to get some of what he "needed". We arrived, settled into our hotel room and I contacted Tyrell. I told him if he was willing and available I wanted him to come fuck my boy while I watch, of course he said yes and to let him know when I was going to pick him up. Paul and I rested in the room, I was horny knowing my plans so when Paul took his shower I entered with him, pushed him against the wall and pounded hard until I shot a big load into him. Later we took a drive, got something to eat and returned to the hotel, My phone went off and it was Tyrell telling me he could come now if ok. I told Paul to get ready, I was going to go pick up a top for us to play with. The smile his face told me he was willing. When I walked back into the room with Tyrell I could see my boy's cock getting hard. I told him to make our guest comfortable so Paul went to his knees and began to lick at his bulge then pull out a long fat black cock, It only took a few minutes and Paul was on his back begging our guest to fuck him. I watched Paul grab a condom, one that I had made cuts into, and guide it onto Tyrell's rock hard cock. When that fat cock was positioned at Paul's hole I went over to feel his cock as it slid in, but also to give it a few hard tugs so the condom would break as he fucked my boy. It was not long and I saw the condom form a ring at the base of this throbbing hard cock. I knew at that second that Paul was getting exactly what he wanted. I watched as Tyrell fucked him hard and built up to a huge loud orgasm, shooting his dna into my boy. Paul grabbed on and wanted more. I saw them on the bed tangled together, Paul's pale body entangled with Tyrells dark contrasts,. I took the other bed, watching them move slowly, knowing that Tyrell was inside him probably blowing another load into him. In the morning they fucked hard giving me a show, Tyrell pulled out several times showing me he was in my boy raw, the white foam on his hot black shaft told me everything I needed to know, Paul was full of another mans cum. On the ride home I thanked Tyrell for making my fantasy come true, he saw my cock getting hard as he told me he shot several poz loads into my boy, I drove back quickly, excited as hell. I opened the door and took Paul, I didnt give him an option, I sunk my hard cock into all that cum and instantly added my load, then kept fucking for another my cock coated in all that slimy cum. I fucked him hard wanting to push all that cum deeper, when I was finished Paul was exhausted so he slept while I checked the gay sites and contacted some other men I had spoken too. During that weekend Paul was fucked bareback by 8 men that I know of. The last guy was a surprise, he hit me up asking about fucking my boy, when I saw the biohazard tattoo on his groin in the pic he sent, I made arrangements for him to visit us the next day. What Paul didn't know is that all the guys were poz, I don't know about the guys in the gloryhole, I just assumed if they fucked raw the were poz, I didn't ask any of them if they were medicated, I did ask the last guy after he blew his load and I walked him out. He told me he had not been on meds in some time and thanked me for the use of my boy's hole, got in his truck an left. I told Paul all of this when we returned home, he literally ripped my clothes off and I was in him in seconds, he was as excited as I was. This was obviously not going to be our last time going down this road.

Hey guys. This my first story here. I hope you love it. Please tell me. Be as honest as you are. I had just finished working out in the gym in the office area of my condo building. I decided to enjoy a soak in the hot tub. The only one else here was the office manager who lived in the only condo on this floor. I knew it was close to closing time so I jumped in wearing just my boxers. The water felt good on my body. It was relaxing and I think I dozed off for a bit because all of a sudden Ron, the building manager was in the tub as well. "Oh, wow. Sorry," I said because I was startled. "No worries, I was going to tell you it's closing time when I saw you were napping. I decided to lock up and enjoy myself since it looked like this tub was doing you a lot of good." I knew very little about Ron. We hardly ever spoke. I knew he was gay and friendly. He is a handsome man of 5'11 dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes. He also works out a lot, and it shows in his six pack abs. I am no slouch there either. My own hair is black with dark brown eyes. Ron though has something I never noticed until now. He has a strong and unique scent to him. He, clearly, does not wear anti-perspirant and his natural scent was strong but pleasant. The more we talked his scent made me feel weird. Soon though it was time to get out. I noticed that Ron had a weird tattoo right above his crotch. It was a biohazard symbol in the colors of the Pride Flag. I almost asked him about it but decided not to in case it was too personal. Ron and I became friends after that. I worked from home and could set my own hours so I change things so we could work out and hit the tub every night. His scent always made me feel weird. I grew to really enjoy it. He convinced me to stop wearing anything that masks my natural smell and to just make sure I really cleaned myself. It was great to know him. After a couple of weeks I asked if I could ask a weird question? He said I could and he would answer if I would answer a question of his. "Okay." He went first. "Are you seeing anyone?" I laughed, "The day before we met I had just ended a very serious relationship. I thought we were going to get married. I ended it because her sister was never going to stop interfering in our lives and my ex always sided with her." "I am sorry." "It is alright. Meeting you and our friendship has help me forget." Then I asked my question, "Why do you have a biohazard symbol tattoo?" He sighed, "Well, I hope you are not scared by this, I am HIV positive. I also do something called pozzing. It is where I fuck guys bareback who want to catch the bug or who like the thrill of taking the risk." I was not weirded out by this. Ron invited me up for a beer. We did not even get dressed we just went back to his home and started drinking. After a few, Ron got closer to me. His musk was stronger and was really starting to make me feel strange. I think the beers helped play a role in this. He started to rub on my dick through my shorts. I admit it felt good but was more shocked then anything. Ron then pulled my dick out and started giving me a blow job. His mouth really felt good on my dick. I was about to try and say something when he stopped and asked, no told, me we were going to the bedroom. I complied. I was thinking that I would just let him finish sucking me, but I would not let it go further. I was not into guys but he was giving me the best BJ I have ever had so I might as well enjoy it. When on the bed I was completely naked. Laying on my back, I let Ron suck me again. God, it was good. He pulled something out from a drawer just within reach. I could then feel one of his fingers press inside my ass. It was lubed so it went in without any problem, but his nail was sharp. I could really feel it in there. "Ouch," I said. Ron stopped sucking and then started licking my ass. I was about to say no more when he suddenly stopped. My friend stood up and he said, "When I don't fuck for a while I get horny and need to let out my pumped up aggression. I need a hole to fuck and yours is perfect. I love to take a tight virgin hole anyways. So get ready." He removed his shorts and I saw his dick for the first time. It was huge. The biggest I have ever seen - at least 10 inches. "Yes, you are going to take all of this." I was frozen. I did not know what to do. I was staring at his massive hard on when I saw his tattoo. He is positive and about to fuck my ass. I was panicking in my mind as he started to push his tip into me. I wanted to say stop it. I wanted to say no. My mouth would not work. My mind was fighting this but the rest of me seemed to want it. Ron pushed his way into me. I could finally could speak. I groaned in both pleasure and pain. His dick was tearing me open. Shit. I was enjoying this. I loved this. Ron was grinding me over and over again. His dick was perfect in me. He was hitting my prostate, and I soon shot a load of cum. I did not even touch my dick for it to happen. This was the best. Ron then said he was about cum. I could feel him have an orgasm inside me. His toxic cum was filling me. He was pushing even harder. He said that he always has three or four climaxes when he fucks a guy so we are just getting started. I was happy. "Please, keep fucking me." Ron smiled. He did as I begged. Ron was doing more than fucking my body. He was fucking my mind. With each push inside me and with his second and third shot of cum in my ass he was destroying any desire for women. He had done it. He converted me to only wanting men. "I know that look in your eyes," Ron said. "You are a faggot now. You want nothing but dick now." "Yes," I barley squeaked. "Say it. Say that you are a faggot." "I AM A FAGGOT," I screamed. Ron then said, "I know you are. I give you my last gift of the night." He had a final orgasm inside me. I am covered with sweat and both relief and disappointment now that he was done. He turned me on my side and stuck two fingers inside me. He scooped up some of his cum which also contained some blood and a tiny amount of my shit. He fed it to me. I thought it was the best thing I ever tasted. He then fed me more. I was so exhausted I dozed off when he got up to hit the head. I would have slept all night but Ron woke me up a couple of times to fuck me more. Ron took me to get checked. Yep, I was now a Poz. To celebrate we went to his Tattoo artist who did his ink. I got the same one only mine was a tramp stamp. We now live together and are a couple but are in no way exclusive. Yes, we now live together, but I get to let other guys fuck me and he fucks other guys. Whenever someone wants to engage in pozzing we are there. A top fucks me and bottoms get Ron. I have never been happier.

Me getting my fuck hole used.

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I was at the video store last night and a man gave me a condom and wanted me to put it on him? Strange. I don’t get fucked with condoms so I made an attempt to put it on him but couldn’t figure it out. Lol. I just threw it in the garbage. He just spit on his cock and turned me around and bred me anyway. I was like??? Why even attempt to try? The only reason I even entertained the idea was because he was hot as fuck and I wanted him in me. I got what I wanted in the end..so to speak.

This sounds like PrEP shaming. As @Cutedelicategay and @bluewind point out, sex partners not on PrEP are the ones not receiving regular, frequent HIV and STI tests under an established, ongoing relationship with a medical professional. If the people who turned down your friend were knowledgeable about PrEP — which isn't the case — they could doubt that he was actually following a PrEP regimen. For example, when I see HIV Status "Negative, on PrEP" in a Grindr profile but Last Tested is blank or the date is many months in the past, I realize that the person is not properly following a PrEP regimen. According to the CDC (I'm in the US) PrEP guidelines, sexually active/"at-risk" men who have sex with men should receive HIV and STI testing at least every 3 months. Some PrEP users obtain their medication from unlicensed or foreign mail-order pharmacies, through friends, or by taking advantage of same-day PrEP initiation at a clinic but not returning for follow-up. Many stop taking their medication but still think of themselves as PrEP users (rather like putting on a bicycle helmet but not buckling the strap or, in today's times, wearing a mask but leaving your nose uncovered). Some PrEP prescribers don't bother to insist on quarterly HIV and STI testing. Others (especially small, private practices) are not equipped to monitor PrEP patients properly. Again, PrEP shamers wouldn't have these caveats in mind. I agree completely with your assessment of Canadian social mores. I grew up in Canada in the 1970s and 80s, in the country's largest and ostensibly most progressive metropolis, no less. I maintain close ties and return regularly. In the 1980s, we were still not far removed from "Toronto the good", the label from the 1950s. Government liquor stores were closed on Sundays. Indeed, almost all Sunday shopping was illegal. Only convenience stores and small shops on a handful of designated tourist streets could open. Government-funded television portrayed premarital sex, teen pregnancy, homosexuality, and divorce as life-destroying. Even program[mes] with a modern, progressive veneer, like Degrassi Junior High and Degrassi High School, had the paradoxical effect of making sex seem dangerous and wrong. In all of their former colonies, the British left a legacy of anti-sex laws and morals. Canada began to repeal these laws in the late 1960s, but the anti-sex morals remain. Canada placed severe restrictions on abortion well into the 1980s, and was even slower than the US at providing widespread access to medical (pill-based) abortion (literally just a year or two ago). Predictably, Canada lagged far behind the US in approving Truvada for PrEP, and in implementing PrEP care. Paying for PrEP remains a problem in Canada because (unbeknownst to Americans), there is no government-sponsored prescription coverage unless you are a senior, a person with a disability, or someone with a very low income. Canada, as far as GLBT people are concerned, remains a paradox. We gained legal protections in Canada many years before we did in the US, but social acceptance and practical supports lagged.

Participated a 5 top vs a bottom gang bang just befor Corona. was the second top to arrive and the last one to cum. After a 2 hour long fuck, suck and rim session, the 4 other tops took turns breeding the slut hole. I then felched his hole tasting the 4 loads inside him. Was so hot and tasty. I then shoved my monster into his slik hole, making him cum all over the place. After a short fuck I bred him, adding a huge load to the other 4 that were already in his hole. Felched him once again than headed to the shower where the other tops took turns in the shower, showing everyone my still rock hard dick, drenched in 5 loads of hot cum.

Agreed that noone's entitled however the way I see this is a part of prep shaming. Previously HIV poz guys undesirable for many and there is a similar trend especially in Canada on prep shaming especially one of the chat he showed where the top is refusing bb bcoz he is not on prep. People just don't grasp the fact that prep prescription renewal is very strict based on 3 months tests. I would rather trust someone who is regularly tested and treated if required over just believing someone who says they are safe and clean but without regular testing.

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I don't know how they timed it so well. The redhead must have sent a secret signal somehow. His workmate must have stepped on the boat as the redhead stepped off by the small amount the boat rocked. He was half undressed before even entering the cabin. His looks would probably not turn many heads but he was a fit enough guy. He didn't speak, just kept undressing. His 6 inch cock was already fully hard when he released it from his underwear. I had gotten off the bed and nelt down to take his cock in my mouth. Something about his energy sent the message 'let's go' so I plunged it in full length. With his pubic hair tickling my nose I heard his pleasured moan. He took hold of my hair, pulled me off and up onto my feet. He spun me around, bent me over the bow bunk, and quicker than I had taken it into my mouth he was balls deep in my hole. With no hesitation he was pistonning in full fuck. It seemed clear this would be nothing more than a pump and dump for him. Which was more than okay with me. He had one hand on my hip and the other reached around my neck and started choking me. The more vicious his fuck the tighter the choke hold got. Thankfully it didn't take long for him to climax. I felt all five spurts pump inside and imagined them mixing with the fiery redhead's cum. He needed no time to recover his breath. He was out of my ass, pulling me up and turning me around in a flash. Only then did he speak as he lay down on his back. "Now you've been fully serviced it's time for my tip. And I want more than the tip of your cock up my arse. I can give what I just gave you to the Mrs. at home. I can't get the fucking from a flesh and blood cock like you're about to give me." His legs were already lifted. I grabbed a gob of soft butter from the counter and greased his hole and my eight inch pole. I suspect he gets a strap-on at home because his ass lips practically sucked my cock in. "Fuck me hard man. It's been over six months since this hole was used by a man." I didn't need further encouragement. He was a great fuck pushing his ass onto me and milking my cock every step of the way. It was not long until I was ready to unload. I considered saying something but remembering his choke hold I changed my mind. I fully realized how fucking into this I was when a bellow escaped as I pumped him full of my load. I wasn't even able to catch my breath before I heard his astonished voice. "What the fuck man?! You came in my ass! I didn't give you permission to do that! What the fuck!" "Man you were milking my cock. What did you expect?" "I expected you to give me some warning and choice. Not just blast who knows what into me. Fuck man!" As he said this he whipped some cum dripping from his hole and sucked it off his fingers. "Fuck man. You better get down there and clean that up. Suck as much of your god damn cum out of me as you can faggot." He made it sound like a degrading chore. I was never happier to oblige when I saw how clean he was. I rimmed his hole savoring every drop I licked up. Then I planted my lips around his ring and sucked out and swallowed every drop I could manage to get out. With the butter the taste was a bit strange but not bad. When we both stood he took my face with both hands and gently pulled me in for a passionate kiss. When the kiss was broken he said; "Thanks Mr. C. That was a fantastic tip. I was just joshing with you about loading my guts. Loved it. I hope your neck doesn't bruise. Forgive me. I don't get to play rough at home." "Permission to come aboard?"; boomed a deep strong voice from the dock.

Advertising as a “CumDump” to me, YES implies that it’s no condoms and raw...I also add “NO LOAD REFUSED.” Meaning the load goes inside me. I rarely have a guy ask to use a condom, but when I do I respectively tell them I never allow condoms and those guys never show up. Then there are those guys that show up AND STANDING BEHIND MY NAKED ASS, DRIPPING WITH CUM, ASK TO USE A CONDOM, I definitely say “no” and at this point never once has a top looked at my receptive ass and walked away. 100% have not used the condom and stuck their bare cock in my ass. Men are men!!!!

Got to say I agree. About 10 years ago, I holidayed in Egypt and was fucked BB alot, more so in day to day situations. I remembered a day trip out on a coach and the driver was friendly, no English, the rep who was english was irritating, anyway, whilst I got back to the coach earlier, he gestured to have a smoke with me, I did, stood at back of coach, he was fiddling with himself alot, i smiled and looked, he got it out, I wanked and sucked him whilst he smoked, he then openedvside door and fucked me on the back seat. On that trip, I had 2 waiters, a bloke in a cafe and a middle aged man who was hard and fucked me at the back of a shop.None wore condoms. Pakistanis are my favourite, I have had most of my cab drivers and they seem to know me, even the new ones.

This has to be one of my absolute favourite sex acts to do with a partner, but I find very few guys that are actually into this. Question to you all: If a guy unloads into your mouth, do you enjoy the thought of being able to kiss it back to him? For me, this has to be one of the most intimate acts that can occur between two men.

I prefer when the bottom doesn't get hard while getting bred because all concentration and feeling is centered in his cunt. I like his soft cock flopping around as he is getting rough fucked. I especially like the ones who can't even remember the last time they shot a load because it's all about their pussies - but, once in awhile accidents do happen and I end up fucking the cum out of the cock and sperm whore.

100% raw bottom, cumdump. No load refused. Anon is cool too. Name: Ariel Number: ‪(347) 281-7242 Location: Brooklyn, NY 11206 Availability: Free on weekends. Sometimes weekdays Age: 21 Height: 5’6 Weight: 135 lbs Ethnicity: Latino BBRT/ Twitter/ Kik: RawBottomAriel

The main reason for all this ignorance especially in Canada is also related to certain demographics. Males remain segregated from females and pre marital sex with women is considered blasphemous. These men look for gays for quick sexual gratitude. I had a hookup who was eventually sexually starved. I asked him when was he last tested and he told me that he didn't get tested bcoz he was straight and just wanted to fuck me bcoz he wanted sexual relief. Even after telling him that I am HVL and not on meds and would not use condoms he went and fucked me bare anyways. In Canada this is the major issue. Sometimes we gays are at fault to seduce such ignorant guys. The progressives in Canada are nothing but a bunch of idiots who wants 2 minutes TV fame.

Thanks DrScorpio, I had the same question 👍🏻

This story is a combination of true events, furnished with extra details and embellished to make it hotter for all of you. So, enjoy, and be sure and let me know what you think; I would be happy to add more adventures! It was a Friday night. Payday, so you know where I was heading After work I made my way down to see my dealer, a big burly black man by the name of Clarence. I loved going to see Clarence, because Clarence had a thing for submissive little sissies like me! I made sure I had all my sissy gear I would need for the long weekend ahead as I knew visits to my dealer's house frequently lasted much longer than a few hours. But I was ready and willing. It had been a few weeks since I'd been able to score any Tina, due to my having spent too much of my previous paycheck on a sexy new outfit and a wonderful new silicon dildo. But now I was all Dressed up in my heels, corset, matching pink bra with my fake titties in, some sexy Pink panties and Pink yoga pants that showed off the nice round bubble butt Clarence loved so much. I had done my makeup to perfection, shaved smooth all over, cleaned out and ready to get wrecked. I pulled into Clarence's Driveway and took a deep breath. Here we go... My knock at his door was greeted by a deep voice from behind it. "Who is it?: the voice Demanded. "Just a little cockslut looking for her friend Tina." I replied in my best girly voice. The door opened, and a wave of thick smoke rolled out; I could smell good weed and Crystal. My clitty started to leak into my panties. "Come on in you little slut, we were just about to get this party started!" Clarence laughed as he grabbed my hand and pulled me inside. I could see several good looking black men who I had never met before lounging on the couch. They took turns taking rips off of Clarence's Tina bong that I loved so much. several blunts were also making their way around the room. A handsome mulatto handed me a blunt and said "Careful, I sprinkled some crystals in these motherfuckers, so take it easy fi you don't want to get too fucked up. By the way, I'm Tyrone." He smiled as I took the Tina-laced blunt from him and his eyes got wide when he saw me take three deep hits and let loose a flurry of little smoke rings. "I'm here to get fucked up and take any and all cocks all night baby, so don't worry about me. There's no such thing as too fucked up." Tyrone laughed and gave me a grin that went ear to ear. "Oooh baby, we gonna have a good time with you tonight!" Clarence had come up behind me while I was talking to Tyrone, and with one swift movement, he picked me up like a rag doll and tossed me onto the bed in the corner. "let me introduce you to my boys. You seem to have met Tyrone already. These other young bucks here are Jamal, Billy, and Jake the Snake. Now I know your bitch ass is clean as a whistle, but tonight if you want these cocks, youre gonna have to join our little club." Clarence smiled at me as I lay spread on the bed, ogling the fine specimens of man meat in front of me, and I could tell by the growing bulges in their pants that they liked what they saw too. "all of my boys here are Poz, you know what that means, don't you slut?" my eyes widened and I nodded. I had told Clarence about my secret fantasy of finally letting him convert me, I just hadn't expected him to work out a party like this though. "I want you to acknowledge that once you get one of our cocks in your hole, there's no going back. By the end of this adventure, you will be our little Poz Slutboi slave. You will be bred by all of us tonight, and you will take the load of anyone I say, whenever I say. Do you accept slut?" "Yes Daddy, I want to be your fuckhole, a slave to Black Cock and Poz cum." Was my reply. Clarence smiled his evil smile and nodded to Jamal. Jamal stood up, he was shorter and stockier than Tyrone and Clarence, but I could tell from the shape in this pants that he was packing some serious Black Cock. "Does this bitch take piss?" he asked Clarence. "She does what I say man, and I say she does." "You heard the man you little whore, get on your knees." Trembling with excitement (Clarence knew I loved to take Tina piss) I dropped to my knees at Jamal's feet and opened my mouth as wide as I could. Jamal unzipped his fly and pulled out his thick uncut cock. I guessed it was about 9" long and thick as a coke can. once his cock was free, I leaned forward and took the tip in my mouth, savoring the taste of his foreskin. My tongue sliding between the sheath and head of his beautiful Black Cock as I took the tip completely into my mouth. Jamal moaned as I felt the first of his precious Tina piss start to flow into my mouth. Not wanting to waste a single drop I began to suck and swallow his golden drug laced piss as fast as I could. He had a lot to give, so it took all my skill not to let it overflow and waste any. By the time Jamal's bladder was empty my head was spinning from the massive rush I was experiencing. The guys must have been parTying for a few days prior to my arrival, because his T piss was STRONG! By this point my panties are soaked with my sissy juice and I'm begging for more. "Let's give this bitch what she wants boys!" Clarence boomed, giving the signal for Tyrone, Billy and Jake to join in the fun. Tyrone's cock was a beautiful veiny 10" fuckstick, not as thick as Jamal's, but with a fat mushroom head with yummy looking foreskin. Billy was sporting a semi-hard 9" uncut tool that dripped thick ropes of precum constantly. Clarence of course had a gorgeous 11" cock with a fat head and pronounced veins. I had taken his beautiful Black fuckstick to the hilt on many occasions, so I knew These other guys would be no problem. "I bet you're wondering how ol' Jake here got his name, huh," Clarence asked "Hes something of a freak of nature, maybe its best if you just see for yourself." Clarence gave Jake a nod, and the statuesque black god dropped his pants. My jaw must have hit the floor, because I was looking at the biggest, thickest, blackest monster cock I had ever seen. Not even my biggest toys would have prepared me for this Anaconda. Jake's massive Black tool hung 10" flaccid with thick foreskin that barely covered the bulbous cockhead I could see peeking out. His heavy low-hanging balls caught my attention, the size of small oranges and undoubtedly filled with delicious black sperm. Jake began to slowly work his shaft to its full glory, as the others gathered around me and started to rub their cocks on my face. My mouth instinctively opened as I bathed in the scent of their cocks. Tyrone took his place in front of me and shoved his now rock-hard cock in my waiting mouth. As I began to work his cockhead with my tongue, My hands found the cocks of Jamal and Billy, while Clarence ripped a hole in my yoga pants so that they could get at my fuckhole. Jake, who's Anaconda had reached full size stood off to the side, a full 14" of meat stood straight out from his muscled body, The girth of that monster I could only guess had to be at least 3 inches wide, with a head that probably exceeded that. I was glad that Clarence would keep me full of Tina and poppers for the next few days, So I relaxed and accepted my fate. I felt at home on my knees serving the cocks of my big Black Masters. Clarence told Jake to mix me up a strong booTy bump, and my clitty leaked when I felt his fingers on my hole. He spit on my boipussy and began to loosen me up with his fingers. Through my nightly solo fuck sessions with my toys at home, my hole reacted with practiced ease, opening to his advances, almost sucking at his fingers, begging for more. Jake approached with the syringe. It looked like Clarence had him mix the Tina with My favorite Cum-Lube, and he had a big load for me it looked like! Jake handed Clarence the drugs and then joined the circle of cocks around me, taking Billy's place as Billy replaced Tyrone in my mouth. Clarence pushed the syringe into my hungry pussy hole and deposited the thick gooey drug-laced lube deep inside me. "You better not lose a drop bitch," he warned "If any leaks out, I'm taking it out on your ass!" Clarence withdrew the cumtube and I clenched my hole to prevent any precious Tina from escaping. "Good girl," he said "keep in in till I say otherwise slut. that's an order." I could already feel the stimulant absorbing into my bloodstream, making me hornier than I ever thought possible. I began to moan around Billy's thick cock as I took him in my throat. It felt so good to have his balls slapping my chin as he face fucked me. the precum that perpetually flowed from his shaft tasted so good, and I tried to swallow as much as i could, but there was so much, and he was fucking my mouth violently, so some dripped from my chin and onto my fake tits, splattering onto my pink bra and making my tits all slippery. I took advantage of the extra fuck lube to work the cocks in my hands, switching from Tyrone to Jamal, and trying to fit my other hand around Jake's Impossibly huge Cock. "let me have a shot at her pussy" Tyrone said "Its about time I showed this little cocktease what this thing can do to a hungry hole like that." "Have at 'er bud" Clarence replied with a smile, " I want to see her try to fit Jake's famous hole-wrecker in her mouth." He laughed as Jake took a position in front of me while Tyrone moved around behind, and pressed his fat cockhead against my hole. My ass was twitching with anticipation, as I stretched my mouth wide to try and accept Jake's massive tool. I was barely able to fit the monstrous head of his cock into my mouth, but Clarence came around with a fresh bottle of poppers and made me take four deep hits to loosen me up. I was then able to work the first few inches in and out of my mouth, my throat beginning to stretch painfully. But I didn't care, I was just a set of holes to be fucked and filled with seed. Both my hand were now needed to work the rest of Jake's massive length, So Billy and Jamal stood back and began to load more crystal into Clarence's big bong. A single drop of the previously inserted booTy bump dribbled down my smooth sissy balls. Tyrone scooped up the leak with his cock and began to rub his head against my hole. "Looks like we got a leak here Clarence, Want me to teach this slut a lesson?" Clarence looked me in the eyes and spoke two words to Tyrone witch made me certain I was in for one wild ride. "Wreck her." Tyrone needed no further instructions, and thrust his thick veined fuckstick into my pre-lubed and hungry boipussy, sliding in balls deep with one stroke. I let out a muffled moan of ecstasy around Jake's monster cock, as Tyrone slowly began to withdraw his cock, till I felt his thick head pop out and my hole gaped. Tyrone's cockhead was a good deal thicker than his shaft, so it made the most delicious feeling as it popped in and out of my dripping sluthole, scooping up cumlube that bubbled up from my hungry ass. As he began to get into his fuck-groove, his cockhead rubbed my P spot in such a way that my little clitty began to spurt little ropes of pre with each stroke, beginning to pool in my tattered yoga pants, making a big wet spot and dripping down my legs. I felt so feminine, being used by five beautiful Big Black Cocks! Clarence could see that I was having trouble handling Jake's tool, so he mercifully told him to swap places with Jamal so he could hit the bong. As he pulled his massive black snake from my throat I gasped and quickly began moaning with pleasure from the hard Fucking I was receiving on the other end. As Jamal began his assault on my helpless throat, I felt Tyrone's pace begin to increase. "Are you ready for your first load of the night bitch?" Tyrone grunted, his strokes getting harder and shorter, betraying how close he was to shooting his hot seed in me. Jamal removed his fuckstick from my mouth just long enough for me to say "Please breed me Daddy! Give me that Black Seed!" That was all Tyrone needed, as he thrust once more balls deep into my hole, Hist fat cockhead pushing past my second ring of muscle to reach a full 10" inside of me. I could feel his cock thicken and twitch as he began to pump his hot Toxic load into my hole. "Take my Toxic sperm you whore!" he shouted as his balls emptied out into me. I could almost feel the Poz sperm working it's way into my guts, converting me, making me a worthless cum dump for these Black Gods of Cock. "Who wants next?" Tyrone panted, his cock, still hard stayed lodged deep in my hole, keeping his load secure. Billy stepped forward, dripping fuckstick throbbing in his hand. "Yo, let me at that hole bro, I wanna know if her ass is as good as her mouth." "Aight, but first things first, I gotta piss now, and since I'm already balls deep in this ho, why not empty out right here!" I felt a burning deep inside me as Tyrone let loose a torrent of Chem Piss into my pussy. I began to feel full and his Toxic T piss tingled In my ass as my head began to spin. I was barely able to concentrate on Jamal's cock in my mouth. Now drained of Poz seed and piss, Tyrone pulled his cock from my sloppy hole, the huge uncut head popping from my hole with a wet sound. Clarence had come up with a cup to catch any cum and piss that were sure to flow from my well-fucked ass, when Tyrone's cock popped free, I squirted a good deal of his piss and cum into the cup. "Let's save that for later" Clarence said, and poured the mixture into a large jar he had on the table. My boipussy ached to be filled again, and I moaned and begged for someone to fuck me. Billy took up his place, and lined up his dripping shaft with the gaping cunt I had developed. "I hope you're ready bitch, Cuz I'm not stoppin' 'till I breed that whore cunt of yours!" I felt Billy's thick shaft penetrate my pussy, and my mind went blank, I was just a pussy to be fucked, and I loved it! The piss and cum Tyrone had left in me squished around Billy's shaft as he pounded me, his own Toxic precum mixing with the other fluids that had been pumped into me, every stroke of his cock made delicious wet slurping noises, and I began to feel that one cock wasn't enough now. "please double fuck me Daddy, I need to feel two of your big Black Cocks inside me at once!" I begged Clarence, "Stretch my pussy to the limit!" Together, the boys moved me to the bed and I straddled Billy, taking his shaft in one smooth stroke, and Clarence positioned himself above me and lined his cock up with my hole. I moaned while Jamal fed me more poppers and shotgunned Tina smoke into my mouth. Clarence began to push his fat uncut tool in alongside Billy's Cock. It was good that Billy pumped out so much precum, As my hole was sloppy with it, and Clarence easily got his mushroom cap in alongside the dripping shaft in my hole. As I felt him begin to piston his 11" monster into me Billy also started to pump in and out. Soon the sound of hard sloppy fucking and lewd moans filled the room. Two cocks in my ass, and I still wanted more. Seeing that I was ready for them, Jamal and Jake took up positions on each side and I took turns taking their cocks in my mouth and stroking their huge black shafts. The tightness of my boipussy was causing Clarence and Billy to sweat, Their fucking increasing to a frenzied pace. I saw the warning signs and felt their cocks twitch and spasm together, both releasing torrents of Toxic Poz Jizz into my fertile cunt. When I felt the explosion of their combined orgasms in my guts, my clitty began to flow. Girlcum squirting from my clitty with each stoke or their cocks as they worked their loads into the walls of my boipussy. Spent for the moment, Clarence and Billy withdrew their cocks and Tyrone was there to catch the Seed that tried to leak out of my now stretched and ruined asscunt. This was added to the jizz jar on the table. Feeling empty again, I knew I had to have Jamal next, I'd been eyeing his fat shaft all night. "Come on big boy, I need your cum in me now" I moaned seductively to Jamal, giving his cockhead a long lick and a kiss as I looked up into his eyes. "Oh, I'm gonna wreck that pussy bitch, You're gonna need a good stretching to get you ready for my boy Jake! Hes been itching to see how much of his Bitch Destroyer you can get up into you." Jamal Gave me a slap on the ass and moved around to get his cock in place. Clarence and Billy were laying back on the couch passing another Tina blunt, and Tyrone was mixing me up another big booTy bump. "You're gonna need it for ol' Jake the Snake here, And just so you know, hes been off his meds for a while now, so my homie is Toxic as fuck by now!" The thought of Jake's monster shaft Wrecking me all night in a drug-fueled fuck haze really got me going, and I backed myself onto Jamal's Big Black Cock. The double fucking had loosened me up enough to take Jamal's Coke can thickness without too much trouble, and I was bouncing up and down on his shaft in no time. I could feel every vein and contour of his cock as I took his full length with each stroke, His hips bucking in time with my pace so that his cum-filled balls slapped my ass with a hypnotic rhythm. Clarence blew smoke in my mouth before Jake stuffed it with his impossibly large cock, and Billy held a bottle of poppers to each nostril so I was forced to take hits till he removed them. After six or seven hits my vision began to get foggy and I had no control of my body. I was a ragdoll in the hands of these Black Beasts, just a toy to be used and filled with Poz Seed. "I'm ready for round two" Tyrone declared, his 10" fuckstick now returned to its full throbbing glory "I wonder if the bitch can take three at a time" Clarence said, more to himself than anyone in particular, but Billy seemed to relish the thought. "My dick's ready to go again, why not see what the can take. Gotta get her ready for Jake too, So It's probably a good idea." I was pretty much unconscious from the pleasure overload I was receiving at this point, so I couldn't have objected, even if I wanted to. Jamal scooted down to the edge of the bed, with me still impaled on his shaft. Tyrone got up on the bed and slid in easily. Now, Billy stood in position and began to push his cock into my already overstuffed pussy. With an audible pop that send shivers down my spine Billy's fuckstick slid in next to those of Tyrone and Jamal. I let out my loudest moan yet and felt my clitty start to flow again. I figured I must have been dry by now, but I guess I was wrong As the three Monster cocks began to pump in and out of my stretched and ruined hole I could feel my P spot Working overtime, sissy juice spurted from my clitty all over Jamal's Stomach and I squealed with pure pleasure. Clarence had moved around to dangle his semi-hard Blacksnake in front of my face, teasing me. "I figured you could use some refreshment slut" he said as he began to piss into my waiting mouth. Not wanting to spill any, I latched onto his cockhead and started sucking and swallowing his Toxic Chem Piss. I managed to swallow every last drop, and now I was truly feeling the rush now. All done pissing, Clarence wiped his cock off all over my face and gave me a few good slaps with it for good measure, then returned with the poppers. The feeling of three Big Black Cocks pounding my boipussy was only enhanced my my Tina rush and the poppers that Clarence fed me, my hole getting sloppier and sloppier by the minute. "Aw shit, I'm gonna but in this bitch's Hole soon!" Gasped Jamal "You ready for this Pox nut bitch?" "Mmmmmfffffff!" was all I could manage with Jake's huge cockhead stuffing my mouth, but Jamal (correctly) Interpreted it to mean "Yes Daddy, Fill me with your Toxic Sperm!" "Here it comes slut!" Jamal grunted with each stroke, and with one final push, lodged his cock balls deep and unloaded his poison all over the cocks of Tyrone and Billy as they continued to piston into my ass. The added lubrication of Jamal's load caused the others to quicken their pace, and soon they both added their second load each into my now abused and broken cunt. Clarence was quick to catch the tidal wave of sperm that burst forth when the boys pulled out, and now, the jar was getting full. I lay exhausted on the bed, my destroyed boipussy twitching, feeling so empty and still hungry for more. "Well boys,it looks like its time for big Jake to have his way with this little skank" Clarence said to the gang, "think she's ready?" Jake stood up, all 14" of glorious uncut cock throbbing and dripping, the syringe with my next booTy bump in his hands. "Ready or not, here I come..." To be continued!!! Hey guys, If you liked my story and want to hear more installments of my Sissy adventures, let me know. Be sure to let me know any if there are any ideas you would like to share, situations or fantasies I can weave into my story. Anyway, enjoy, and let me know if you want more!!!

You did not miss a memo. What you missed is the allocation of choice. Let's say "John" views himself as a cumdump. That means he does not ask anyone to use condoms during sex. That does not mean everyone (say, "Tom") who is interested in having sex with him has an obligation to fuck him without a condom. If Tom is not a barebacker, or does not bareback under certain circumstances, that is his right, just as it's John's right to opt out of sex with Tom. So: just because YOU are a cumdump doesn't mean only guys who bareback randos are allowed to ask you to fuck. It means YOU make the choice: to accede to his condom request, to not have sex with him, or to try to convince him to not use one. It means HE gets to respond to that and make his own choice, if you choose the second or third options: he gets to decide whether to give in and go bare, or walk away. The error here is assuming that by declaring yourself a cumdump, everyone else forfeits their rights to at least attempt to negotiate other options. Just say "no thank you" and move on.

Both the fucking and the load is very important to me. I thoroughly enjoy a good long fucking. Feeling him in my ass pumping away feels so good at the time. Knowing he is not going to pull out to cum. But the load in my ass seems to make my ass feel so good well into the next day. It seems to make me crave more cum.

I tell guys bare only and have had guys still want to use a condom. Most of the time I will go for it, especially if the cock is above average. Most of them will pull off the condom and finish jerking on my ass and hole. I have had more then one finger it in or use a small toy to push it in. Makes my hole slippery for the next guy. I have had a couple of those guys come over again and they didn't use a condom, they hot my cunt full

I was working at a construction site today on a new house being donated....I was there working on the furnishings and accessories when one of the contractors asked if I wanted help....I thought why not... he was older maybe 60/65 covered in tats, missing a few teeth and a little paunchy. Most of the other guys on the site went to get lunch, but I never noticed.... I was set on getting my job done. When I looked at this guy, I noticed a scorpion tat next to his ear on his neck. Once I noticed this, all bets were off...lol I asked him if I could have a closer look at his tats. He agreed. When I leaned in to look, I grabbed his dick and whispered in his ear “. Fuck me hard and fast before the boys get back?” He responded by dropping his pants and pushing me over on the edge of the new bathtub they had just installed. Gobbed on his hand and shoved in.....he rode me hard and fast, blowing in just a few minutes....it was great. When my son came to pick me up 40 minutes later, I made sure to introduce them and told my son he was a hot fuck with a fat uncut cock.... he asked my kid if he wanted to see what they were working on... Marc my son came back 15 minutes later tugging on his jeans and walking funny... can’t wait to eat my kids ass out tonight.....

I miss the UK so damn much. It was almost too easy to walk around and find a stranger to fuck me at literally any time of day anywhere, London or in the country. Without the use of apps. The US is a fucking cesspool of conservativism when it comes to sex compared to the UK and Europe.

It's better fresh. One of the guys I'm seeing who's into it says that it turns to ammonia after a few hours. He does make piss dildos though by pissing in a condom and freezing it. He makes different shapes by using rubber bands. It hurts a bit, but it all melts inside and then works as an enema to clean me out too. It's a pretty good use for piss He collects when we don't see each other. But for drinking, nothing is better than a frothy class of warm urine (that's what He likes me to call it) with dinner. You can also add a bit of tonic water, it makes the taste really pop and a really cool cocktail.

I love hooking up like this!

1. From my experience, that sounds pretty normal. If you caught it at the time of the rash, that's secondary, not tertiary stage (by definition). After that it can go underground for years (sometimes decades) before the slow damage it causes to your body allows it to emerge as tertiary syphilis. An explanation of the "syphilis count" numbers: The RPR (rapid plasma reagin) test is *not* a specific test for the syphilis organism. It is a test for antibodies to a substance found naturally inside the human body's cells, that is released when they are damaged by the syphilis organism. Even after the syphilis organism is gone from the body, it can take a long time for these antibodies to drop back to the "unreactive" level, and sometimes they never do so at all. There's a more specific test for the organism itself, and if you get a reactive test on the RPR, they use the specific one to confirm that you actually have active syphilis. 2. Correct, and besides your body can develop an allergy to penicillin, so it's good to avoid using it unless you really need it. If you're allergic, you can't use it when you might really need it! 3. I get tested regularly and treated when necessary. The main impact on my personal life is that sometimes my playmates are disturbed or pissed off if they get the news that they've been exposed to something. That's annoying, but I don't consider it my problem - they're grown up people and they know (or should know) the risks. I never pretend to be an angel. It has no impact on my professional life (none of anyone's business in that arena).

Hi all, Greetings. Perhaps you have come across one of my other posts. Forgive me if I appear clumsy in all of this. I joined recently to engage in the community and so I am jumping in. I am putting myself out there for whatever feedback; critical, constructive, or otherwise. I typically work to suppress my dumb blond cheer slut alter ego...I refer to her as Pandora. She scares me how slutty she can be and get when given the opportunity. I guess I am working to discern precisely that. Is "Pandora" my alter ego or a fetish or both or something else? I have always wanted to dress up in a cheerleading skirt ever before I knew what sex was or involved and before I could even describe what dominant or submissive meant or implied, etc. At the end of the day I am a gay man, former gymnast, cheerleader, and group fitness instructor...etc etc etc. I am sure I am not the only one?? lol Yeah, so not butch per se but I worked to be a "normal", "average guy" and suppress any sissy-ness. I relate to reading posts from the others who knew they were just always put on this earth to help a brother out and my desire is no different. At the end of the day I enjoy being used like a flesh-light toy and have no issue with a quick fuck and being blind-folded, or anonymous to put him at ease so he can just relax and get off. I am shy though and have never been to a bath-house but want to find a way to setup a glory hole or something when traveling (if I ever get to again). I am not looking for a relationship, just looking for a horny hard cock looking for a sweet hole to nutt in. On the other hand, I am a professional and the primary and only income earner in my house-hold. To put it bluntly everyone depends on me for their livelihood. It's a lot of responsibility and pressure and perhaps Pandora is a bit of an outlet for that. I am just wondering all of this - aloud in a public forum - because I am confused myself to be honest. Here's the thing...I do not consider myself a cross dresser - perhaps I should? Here's the catch. I only want to wear a cheerleading uniform, that's it. I am not interested in dressing up in any other feminine type of clothing at all. I have no real interest in wearing girl panties or thongs. I wear a jock-strap under my skirts or nothing at all unless the top insists. I am not that interested in adding a bra or any appearance of breasts. I would rather not wear a wig if I didn't have to either. So, where does that leave me? just a very specific fetish? (e.g. wearing a cheer skirt) or an alter ego? Pandora the cheer captain whore who wants to get the entire team off so they can focus on winning the game! but as a non-passable CD in real-life? or something else entirely...like Steve, the young frat pledge (see below, lol) who now enjoys wearing a cheer skirt when getting fucked. or something I haven't considered? Please enlighten me. Did I mention that I just want to get fucked and used to help a man achieve his best possible orgasm? Oh and without having to be entirely humiliated or degraded in the process? I can see the appeal and sometimes I enjoy it personally (or could get into it) depending on the situation...but it's not what I am aiming for so-to-speak. I am looking for those fun "sketchy sex" type of frat-house porn scenes where you could imagine that the setting has changed slightly from it's usual rando-bottom, to me - the frat pledge future professional who was made to wear the sorority girls cheer skirt while getting fucked and sucking dick blind-folded. That would be my ideal scenario, to be honest. So any college team out there who needs a personal cheer-slut should please get in touch, lol and wink. Thoughts?? I would enjoy any perspective the community is willing to share with me. P.S. Please do get in touch if you'd like to use me. 🙂

Any news on if when events at union restart? (Hardon and SBN in particular) Or at Hove (boiler room hosts of cumunion)? Cumunion suggests all saunas can open from June 21st (assuming nothing covid crap happens)

My favorite sex destinations are: Taipei: unlimited supply of bottoms and a culture of barebacking. Guys will usually ask if you are negative and they will be fine with getting bred (sometimes you will have to "force" them). Bangkok: during gay events, the hottest and sluttiest Asians will visit. On the negative side, Thai people has one of the highest use of condoms. Hong Kong: a lot of bottoms and similarly to Taiwanese, they love getting bred. Sydney: visited during Mardi Gras and there were so many guys and the bathhouses were full. Probably this or next year will visit some sex parties in the US.

Funny, but those who know, it starts after 12 AM and onward at any bathhouse, when guys rush the darkrooms or gloryholes and want to de-nut in your mouth or ass, because they want to leave the bathhouse (they're done playing), get home and get to bed. Works every time! The best loads in your mouth or ass are from 12 midnight to 5 AM!!

I plan my trips around sex play. I have had a blast at the CCB in Palm Springs every time. Also 321 Slammer in Fort Lauderdale never disappoints. Ditto that for CLubhouse2 there as well as Club Orlando, Flex Atlanta and Flex Cleveland. 442 in SF at Folsom in 2018 saw me getting used by 33 different guys, the last one jerked off in me I had been fucked and fisted so loose. Eager to hit Europe and see how many guys I can suck and get fucked and fisted by.

Toronto’s bathhouses-Steamworks Toronto and SpaExcess, together with the FukdTo bb sex parties, offers tons of bb fun! Montreal’s GIJoe bathhouses (I was there for Cumunion some years ago) is one of the best barebacking experiences I’ve had in the Great White North. Pride Month or Week in a Canadian bathhouse brings together local and international barebackers for cummy fun times!

Bournemouth based vers, poz, undetectable. Usually travel to Pink Broadway Southampton or Tropics Portsmouth regularly, cumunion at Hove , and Locker Room Kennington sometimes. Looking to make vids and swap loads.

14. Joining the Club "Your hole. So fucking used." Jon kissed me again. "You got some poz cum, huh?" I nodded. "Yeah," I said. He stood up, and pulled me to my feet. "Did it feel good?" he asked me. He kept one arm around me, and motioned into the living room. "So fucking good. When he was in me," I said. I had been scared a few moments earlier, but standing next to Jon put me at ease. Dressed in the harness and motorcycle boots, he was scary-looking, but also quite sexy. "How did you feel about getting the unmedicated cum?" "Colby?" I asked. "It was intense. It burnt. Really intense." "Yeah?" Jon said. "I thought you'd like him." I realized that Jon had sent Colby to me. "Now. I think it's time for me to drop a load in your hole. You want that?" I nodded enthusiastically. I had wanted Jon's load from the very beginning; all the other men had been merely necessary inconveniences before the main event. "Fuck yeah," I moaned. One arm drifted down to my ass, and his hand pushed my ass apart. My wet hole tightened at the sudden sensation of cool air. "Please," I moaned. "Fuck me." "Oh yeah," Jon said. His fingers brushed against my hole. It was soft, tender, and wet; even the very slight force that Jon was using was more than enough for his dick to slide into me. "Fucking hungry hole," he whispered into my ear. "Ready for every dick, huh?" "Yeah," I moaned. "But I want yours." "I know. It's ok. You're going to get it." He turned his attention away; James was standing next to us. He was empty-handed, which disappointed me. I was high, but I knew I could get higher. Between Colby and the man I knew only as Sir, I had learned that the only thing that mattered was pleasure. They also taught me that drugs were an important part of true pleasure. "I think we both need a refill. And I think he needs some more vitamins." "Right on. Here?" "I think we'll be in the Devil's bedroom." My hole throbbed. Sir hadn't been joking about his religion, nor was he the only one at the orgy who was a follower. "You ready for this?" Jon asked, his attention now focused on me. His dick was sandwiched between us. It was hard and hot, and pulsing with his heart. I knew he was poz, but it didn't matter. I had already taken far too much sperm. One more load wouldn't make a difference. I nodded. "Yeah," I said, trying to tamp down on my rising excitement. "I am." "Good." He turned back to James. "What you think is best for us," he said, smiling. "Oh yeah," James said. "I know what he will need." His eyes met mine. He had a slightly lop-sided smile. It was cute. But he had an unmistakable expression of sadness as well. "It'll get you through," he said, this time clear to me. "Don't let him get you scared," Jon said, as James walked away, disappearing into the dim light. "This is something I've been looking forward to all night." "Me too." "You know Colby's load. Unmedicated." "Yeah," I said. I remembered how it had burnt when Colby fucked it into me. The memory was no longer painful. It had hurt, but it had felt good. It was what I needed. "Felt so hot in me. Burnt me." "Devil's burn," Jon said. "It's intense." I nodded. I remembered how it had burnt, but I was still smiling. "You like it?" "It is intense. But it's supposed to, right?" Jon kissed me slowly. He let his tongue explore my mouth. I pressed my slim, smooth body against his. He was muscular, and it was covered in dark, masculine fur. I wanted to please him. "Yeah. Did someone tell you what it is?" Jon said. I nodded. "It's..." I started. His dick needed to be inside me. I wanted his load. I knew it was infected. I hoped he was unmedicated. I wanted his cum to burn like Colby's had. "It's the virus. Trying to infect me." "Yeah," Jon said. "That's it. I want you to feel it again." He was asking if he could infect me. "Yes," I said, before I could even think. It was my body making a decision for me. I knew it was dangerous. But it was so hot. "Please." "Good. Here." He handed me a pipe. I could barely wonder where he had kept it before the torch had gotten it smoking. "I want both of us full of His spirit." I nodded, and started to inhale. The smoke was familiar and wonderful, and I let it fill my lungs. Any last inhibitions melted away as I got a fresh dose of the drugs. "Mmmm," I moaned, still keeping my lips wrapped around the pipe. "Fuck, that's hot. I love seeing a boy like you take a nice big hit." He smiled at me. I nodded; my lungs were full. Where Sir might have made me inhale more, Jon just took the pipe. "Hold it," he said, as he stuck the stem in his mouth, and took a long hit. He leaned in and kissed me. We swapped our clouds back and forth before finally exhaling. "Another?" he asked me. "Please," I said. We repeated the process, this time taking more time to make out. His cock was stiff between us, a thick masculine rod that I wanted to feel inside me. My own cock was semi-hard, but it was nothing compared to his. I reached down and grabbed it. It was almost too big for just my hand. "Please," I repeated. "I want it." "One more," Jon said, and put the pipe in my mouth. "You've taken Colby's load," he said. "But mine." I watched his face, staring into his hazel green eyes. "Mine is special," he said, before taking the pipe from me. He did a long hit, avoiding saying just what made his load special. Sir had told me about the Deacon, and how he had bred a special virus, one that was resistant to prep. I watched Jon suck down thick crystal clouds, and wondered what kind of virus Jon had. He looked so fit and healthy, it was hard to imagine him as anything but undetectable. "Now, Kenta," he said. We both exhaled, then leaned in and kissed. "Special?" I finally asked. His dick was pressed between our bodies; it needed to be inside me. "Yeah," he said. He put the pipe to his mouth one last time. Any last constraint he might have had was dissolved in the thick white cloud. "I'm not on meds," he said. He paused for a moment. "Actually, I'm full-blown." "Full-blown?" I asked. "AIDS," he said. "I had a bad reaction to some drugs. I needed to take a break. And the virus came roaring back." My cock twitched. Here was one more dirty temptation. "But, Prep," I said. "Yeah. I'm resistant to one of the meds," Jon said. "But if you take your pills like you're supposed to..." He trailed off, and filled the silence with another long kiss. I realized that I still wanted him inside me. "I don't care," I finally said. "I know your cock is going to feel great. Even if it burns." "I want it to burn," he said. Before I could say anything, James appeared, carrying three plastic cups. "Just what I was hoping for," Jon said to James. He turned to me, leaned in, and whispered in my ear. "I want you to feel what I can do." The drugs were hitting me hard. It was hard to follow a chain of thought, yet I was acutely aware of how my ass was itching. "Here you go," James said, handing me a glass. It had 1.6 in marker on the side. He gave one to Jon, and kept one for himself. "Cheers," he said. All three of us gulped down the drug-laden orange juice. "Anything else for me," Jon asked. "Yeah," James said. He handed Jon a folded up piece of paper. "Half a gram." "Just what he needs, I think," Jon said. "Right?" he asked me. I nodded. My head was foggy from the drugs, and I really needed to get fucked. "Feels so good," I said. "Doesn't it?" James said. "Jon will get you what you need." He leaned in and kissed me. I thought it was just going to be a peck, but it turned into his tongue exploring my mouth for much longer than I expected. Finally he broke it off. "So hot, seeing you like this," he said. James disappeared back into the dark orgy, leaving Jon and I alone. "Let's go somewhere a little more private," he said. "Some things don't need a big audience." I nodded. I knew what was going to happen. Jon was going to put his cock in me. My hole was raw and tender; with no condom, there was no way I could avoid his infected semen. It wasn't scary anymore. Instead, my dick was dripping at the thought. "Please," I moaned. I pressed my body against his, feeling his cock slide between my legs. "You'll get it," he said. "Don't worry. By the morning, you'll be a member of the club." He leaned in and kissed me. "Initiation is amazing," he said. He kissed me again. I shivered in anticipation. He was going to infect me, and it was the hottest thing I could imagine. A hairy, masculine, older man like Jon, forcing his cock into me. Already it was dripping his AIDS-infested sperm, and I was rubbing it against the tender skin of my anus. "Please," I moaned. "Give it to me." "Come on," he said, stepping away from me. "Follow me. I want to show you something." I followed him. Once outside the dim circle of light, it took me a moment for my eyes to adjust. Even then, I mostly followed his white outline, as he led me down a dark hall. "Here," he said, and opened the door. I stepped in. The room was painted black, with dim lights recessed into the ceiling. Most were blood red, except for one white one, illuminating what I could only describe as an altar. On the top was a queen-sized mattress, covered in a dark black sheet. Inscribed in white was a thick pentagram. "I want you to be a part of our club," Jon said. "Give your life over to pleasure." "Please," I moaned. He was going to fuck me on an altar to Sarah Palin himself. I looked again. The room wasn't entirely bare. There was a small table next to the altar. There was a bottle of lube, some poppers, and a glass pipe already set out. "Please," I repeated. My entire body was buzzing. All I could think about was getting fucked. "That's my boy," he said. "Come on." He stepped to the table, and produced the folded white paper that James had given him. He quickly opened it, and tapped out a mound of white powder. "More special K for you," he said, as he marked out several thick lines. "Here." He handed me a straw. "Start with two," he said. "I've never..." I started. I didn't want to admit how naive I was; before tonight, my drug experience had been almost only marijuana. I wasn't even sure how to snort. "It's cool," Jon said. "Here." He took the straw from me, and held it up to the light. "Like this." He put the straw in one nostril, then with his finger, he held the other one closed. He snorted down the line; the white powder disappeared as he ran the straw down the length of the line. "Oh fuck," he said, suddenly standing up again, and inhaling deeply. "Burns a bit, just so you know." He handed me the straw. "Your turn. It's going to be great," he said. "Trust me." He reached down and grabbed his dick. It was still hard, and the pre-cum was dripping. "Ok," I said, and followed Jon's lead. I snorted down one of the lines. "Oh fuck," I grunted. My nose was burning, and I could already feel the drugs dissolving into my body. "Fuck," I repeated. I was a bit light headed, but was also incredibly aroused. "That's intense." "Do one more," Jon said. "Do it now." I leaned back over the table; there were two more fat lines. "Both?" I asked. I wanted everything. It was going to feel amazing, no matter what it was. "Just one," he said. "But I like the spirit. You're still new to this. We want you to remember your initiation." I snorted down the second line, before I could second guess myself. Once more, the white powder burnt my nose, but the pain quickly disappeared, and the burning was just a pleasant reminder of what I had gotten myself into. "Initiation into what club?" I asked. "Both of them," Jon said. "Sarah Palin," he said, and nodded to the pentagram-covered mattress on the altar. "And HIV," he continued, stroking his cock. "What do you think?" "I want it. Especially from you," I said. "Your cum. Inside me." "It's going to feel so good," he said. He pushed me onto the mattress. I landed right in the center of the pentagram. "Pleasure," he said, as he climbed on the altar to join me. He pushed my legs up in the air, and spread them apart. It exposed my hole, and I could feel the cool air against the sperm-coasted wetness. "So hot. Your hole. So used." "Please," I said. "Infect me." "Of course. But there's no need to rush this." He pushed my legs back, forcing my ass up in the air. "This is a special gift from my Dark Lord. And I want to give thanks properly." He leaned in and pressed his lips against my hole. I had barely been rimmed before, and certainly not by someone as good as Jon. "Oh fuck," I moaned. He pushed his tongue a bit further. He moaned, and the vibrations went straight to my prostate. "Oh damn, that's good." "So fucking used," he said. "Just the way I like my holes. Ready for my sperm." "Your virus," I managed to say, between moans of pleasure. "You're going to infect me." "I know," he said. "I fucking love it." "Is it going to hurt?" I asked. He paused for a moment, then looked down at me, over my soft cock, and smooth body. "You know. When I convert?" "It's going to feel amazing tonight," he said. "And that's all that matters." He went back to rimming my hole, lapping out a few more drops of semen. "Want you cleaned up for my load. Make it easy for your hole to accept my very special gift." "Please," I moaned. I was squirming with each stroke of his tongue. I could feel how empty my hole was now. He had sucked out all the loads I had collected. "Fill me up." "Of course, boy," Jon said. "You're going to be initiated. You want it?" He pushed his tongue into my hole one more, then pulled his head back. "Infect me," I moaned. "Please. Make me part of the club." I looked around; I had sunk down in the mattress just enough to see the pentagram surrounding us. Above me was a hairy, horny devil-man, ready to fuck me raw. The devil was carrying HIV. The devil even had AIDS. "Both clubs tonight," Jon said. "It's going to be about pleasure." He lined his cock up with my hole. I was wet from his rimming, and his dick was wet with pre-cum. "Pleasure," I moaned. He pressed his cock against my hole; the head popped in. "Pleasure," he repeated. "And freedom," he said. His cock slid right into my hungry hole.

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I had been an in denial bi guy for years, with gfs n kids. Always ignored n fought the cravings and try to rid myself of them, never worked always came back stronger n stronger till near the end of my last relationship we got new neighbors. I knew them from work 3yrs before n they were gay n almost got me before I left. Now here they were and my then gf was going out of town for a week, during the strongest ever cravings. To make a long story short, they finished what they started that night and spun me 5 ways to sundown and used me. Ever since I've been an insatiable slut, erasing almost all inhabitions I had n had me a total sub bottom bitch. Soon I discovered hypnos, they fueled my hunger even more. I really got into the sissy faggot ones, I fantasized about being sissified, feminized n having my 7" cock shrunk down by hormones to an inched and caged. Maybe become a whore being pimped out for $10 bis and $20 ass fuckings. Then while posting on tumblr I found a page with a guy posting a fantasy just like mine. I messaged him n said Mmmmmm if only this could happen to me! In seconds he answered n said, It can u know, get kidnapped, drugged, forced to watch sissy hypno n brainwashed into one. With you it wouldnt take much I can tell, youd make a pretty lil sissy Tina whore! You just say the word n I'll make it happen, u will be safe, we wont make u but if u say the word it would come out of the blue n if u dont like it, we will stop. I didnt take him serious, he didnt know where I lived in my town. I said, Sure, transform me! I was so hard picturing me w tits, nice curves n ass n a floppy, limp 1" caged clitty flopping around n leaking all over as I get gangbanged by 20 men. I came in no time n blew a huge load into my hand n licked it clean. Omg! I thought, if I didnt like it I probably would never get my dick back! Forever a sissified n totally feminized n a total slut, oh fuck yeah! If only..... To be continued... .

Chapter Three My next period was a blur, all I could think about was what I had just done. Twice. With Jack it was one thing, I mean we've been best friends since forever and we've jerked off the moment we knew we could cum. Him jerking me off and taking my load...it just seemed like the next step I guess. What the step after that was, that was troubling. But Mr. Blackthorn, what the fuck man? It was like he knew every button to push with me. Rubbing my cock, getting me all hard. It was like he knew once I started getting horny my mind got fuzzy and I just went with whatever felt good. Everything he did felt fucking good. But I wasn't gay, no way man. I had a girlfriend, who I fuck regularly, she likes it. But Blackthorn made me fucking shoot like I hadn't jerked off in a month. Plenty of girls have felt me up at away games, all through high school chicks wanted to suck my dick and I let them. But why did his finger feel so...right? The bell rang and I rushed off to the lunchroom. I needed...well I needed a lot but food would help. I tossed like three of whatever they were serving on my plate and found a table with the rest of the guys in the corner. They were going on about whatever and laughing it up like they didn't have a care in the world. When I sat down I tried to be like them. “What's up Mighty Joe?” one of the guys asked. Another nickname based on my dick. “Chillin, you guys?” “We're just making plans for the after game party this weekend. Phillips's parents are gonna be gone and we were thinking of some party favors.” “Oh cool, like balloons?” I asked. They all laughed their ass off. “Yeah like balloons, you coming right Palmer?” Jack sat down next to me, “MY man here miss a party? Never!” The guys cheered again and went back to talking. “I was looking everywhere for you since when do you come straight to lunch?” I shrugged, “I was hungry.” He stared at me for a long second, “What did you get up to?” “What?” I asked looking up quickly. A smile came across his face, “What did you get into in two fucking periods? You jerk off in class?” “No! I said trying to sound offended, though that was exactly what I was doing before Blackthorn stopped me He narrowed his eyes in suspicion and I was about to break when a pair of arms draped around my shoulders, “Hey sweetie!:” Cheryl kissed my cheek and I suddenly felt super guilty. “Hey babe,” I said giving her a quick peck. “Coming over after practice again?” she asked with a wink. “I can't!” I said suddenly, “I have tutoring after practice this week.” “You do?” she asked. “You do?” Jack asked as well. “Yeah, Mr. Blackthorn says I am failing and is willing to give me private lessons to catch up.” “You're going over to Blackthorn's house after practice?” Jack asked. I nodded and looked at Cheryl, “Sorry, I have no idea how late it will be the I have to be up early for class...” She gave me a fake pout but I could see the disappointment in her eyes, “You better make it up to me,” she leaned in and gave my dick a squeeze through my jeans. I was surprised my dick did not respond. “I promise,” I said kissing her back. She bopped off and left me with a questioning Jack. “So really?” he asked. I went back to my food. “What did you and Blackthorn talk about?” “School stuff,” I mumbled. “Uh-huh,” he said leaning in close, “Did you guys...you know?” I nodded once. “Holy shit!” Jack said loudly, drawing the attention of everyone at the table. “He was telling me about the shit he does with his girl,” Jack explained and the guys nodded and went back to their conversations. “What did you do?” he asked in a whisper. I shook my head, letting him know I didn't want to talk about it. “You have to tell me Ev,” he pleaded. I looked around and then at him, “Same thing we did...like almost the same thing except it was all him.” He processed all this, “So he jerked you off and then....like...swallowed?” “The whole thing,” I said, not hungry anymore. “Dude...and you're going over there tonight?” “To study!”I insisted. “I'm behind in the class too, I should come as well.” I gave Jack a panicked look. “What? And to be there as moral support man. I'm your bro, you know that.” That was true, if Jack came with me it would be less likely that I would get all fucking horny again and...well let all of that happen again. “Ok, but you can't tell anyone!” Jack smiled, “Dude, I always keep your secrets. He was right, he always had. After classes, I got into the locker room began to put my uniform off when I realized I still didn't have my jock. “Shit,” I said to myself. “What's up, man?” Jack asked, getting dressed next to me. “I still don't have my jock, I lost it last night.” He reached into his locker and pulled a spare one out, “I am going to get that back.” he said. Sure,” I assured him, slipping my jeans off. “I get to choose how I get it back,” he said and I just nodded, “Promise me.” I glanced over at him, “Whatever you say, dude.” Pushing my dick down I made sure everything was held and started slipping my uniform on. Jack seemed overly amused for some reason. We got out onto the field and it was pretty clear from the start I was not up to snuff. I hadn't gotten enough rest last night and I was kinda sore from the double workout. I tried to keep up as much as I could but the third rounds of sprints I had to pause because I was getting a stitch in my side. “Palmer!” Coach Moore yelled, “Get off my field, Billy, see if he's hurt.” I cursed as I walked off the field, Billy waiting for me at the locker room door, “Anything hurt?” he asked. I shook my head as I walked into the locker room. “Come into my office,” he said, opening the door to the massage room. “I'm fine,” I said, “I just needed to catch my breath.” “You were holding your side, strip and get on the table.” “Coach” I whined. “Strip! Now!” he barked. I shut up and started shedding my clothes. The table was closed as I laid down on it in only Jack's jock. Billy closed the door and I heard it lock loudly. “” Ok, let's get down to business,” he said grabbing some oil and rubbing his hands together to warm it up. His hand touched my back and started to knead the knots out of my back. “Oh yeah...” I sighed as he began to work. We were silent for a few minutes, I felt myself dozing off I was so relaxed. “So do I want to ask why you're wearing Jack's underwear?” “Lost my jock,” I murmured, just on the edge of falling asleep. “It's a little tight,” he said slipping his hands under the back straps. “His dick is smaller...” the words just fell out of my mouth. He chuckled, “I bet that's true for a lot of people.” His hands went down to my legs and I began to doze off again. “How are your glutes?” he asked, waking me up. “Sore from running but ok,” I answered truthfully. He moved up to my ass and I felt his fingers start to kneed the sore muscles. Like I normally do, I started getting hard, which was painful in Jack's jock. “Shit!” I yelped jerking up. My dick was practically bent in half in the pouch and I reached in and freed it. It slapped up to my abs and I felt my face redden, “Sorry, it was stuck.” Willia smiled and nodded, “No problem, lay back down.” My dick was pressed between the table and my flesh and he went back to my ass. As he worked on it what happened with Blackthorn came up and I was curious. “Can I ask you something?” I asked. “Always man.” “So...why does playing with your ass turn you on?” “My ass?” “Nonono, I meant in general. Why does someone playing with your ass turn people on so much?” “Ah, did your girlfriend slip a finger somewhere?” I wasn't going to tell him it wasn't Cheryl but I nodded nonetheless. “Ok, well the long answer is the buttocks is a serious erogenous zone and super sensitive because people usually don't think about it.” “Um, the short answer?” I asked, not sure what he had just said. “There's something in there that is like a sex button.” I glanced over at him, “You're joking.” He shook his head, “Nope, not even a little.” I said nothing for a long time, just thinking about it. “You know in physicals when they test your prostate?” “Um, my what?” “When they put a finger up your butt.” “Oh yeah, that.” “Well, what they are checking is it.” Why do they check it then?” “Because it swells or is abnormal it could mean serious medical conditions. When was the last time yours was checked?” This morning? I didn't say that. “Um, I dunno.” “Ok, well let's show you what I mean and check you at the same time.” I was anxious but my stomach was in knots, like when I first kiss a girl. “Turn over,” he said. “But you're checking my butt,” I said, turning over. My dick pointing skyward. “Trust me, I know what I'm doing,” he said grabbing the lotion again, “Bend one leg and keep it up.” I bend my knee and his hand went between my legs. The cold lotion made me flinch but he put a hand on my chest to hold me in place, “Shhh...stay still and relax.” His finger traced around my hole like it was mapping it my touch. It was weird but nothing that felt like a sex button. “Ok, here we go,” he said, pushing a finger into me. My ass left the table and if he hadn't been holding me down I would have fallen off. “Stop!” he commanded, his voice making me freeze, “Relax.” His finger pushed in again, this time I forced myself to stay still. “Relax!” he said again. “I'm trying!” “Push out...” He saw my confusion. “Like you're taking a shit, push out.” Oh, ok. I relaxed and his finger went into the first knuckle. “Whaaa....” I gasped as my dick twitched all on its own. “Is that it?” He laughed, “We aren't even close, now relax again.” I focused and his finger went deeper, there was a small amount of discomfort but it was also super exciting, which made me ignore it. “Spread your legs,” he said and I bent both knees and widened them. His finger went even deeper and it was starting to feel...weird. Not good, just weird. “I don't think...” I began to say and then something exploded inside of my ass. “Holy fuck!” I roared as I clamped down on his finger. “Relax, relax,” he said in a soothing voice, “We're getting close.” “W-what was...” “Relax,” he snapped and I felt my ass go loose. His finger pushed in again and I could feel something just go nuts inside of me. My dick started leaking like crazy and I felt my ass push down. “I can't find it...” he said, moving his finger around, causing fireworks to go off in me. My eyes rolled back as my dick just jerked with every thrust, pre-cum fell all over my abs as he kept looking. “Ok hold on...” he pulled his finger out and I felt so empty. My ass had tried to follow his finger and my dick was ready to blow. “What, what happened?” “Can't find it, going to have to try to,” he said holding up two fingers and putting oil on them, “Relax and push out.” Two fingers kind of burned, I don't remember any doctor using two fingers to do this but I didn't care because as he hooked his fingers in me it touched whatever it was and I moaned out loud. “Ok, I think it's around here...” He began thrusting his fingers harder and my entire body reacted. Whatever he was hitting was like nothing I had before, every time he pushed in it was like fucking sex in that second. He did it a couple more times and then he pulled out, leaving me panting. “Dude, I'm worried. I can't find it and I should have by now.” My abs were slick with cock snot and my hole was still twitching, “What you mean?” “You might have a problem man, it might be too small.” That worried the fuck out of me, “What's that mean?” “I dunno yet, here...” He pulled me to the edge of the table, my long legs hanging down. “Ok, when I say so grab your knees and hold them apart, and I am going to try on more time. I might have to call a doctor in.” “Whatever it is, find it!” I pleaded. “Ok, grab em.” I grabbed my legs and pulled them back, leaving my ass cheeks open. “Ok, relax and push, ready?” I nodded. This time I could tell it was three fingers, it hurt as he pushed in and I grunted as he made his way deeper and deeper. “Shit coach!” I said as the pain increased. “Hang in there Everett...hold on.” He finally hit bottom or whatever and stopped. My ass spasmed around his fingers is it tried to adjust to the invader. “Take a breath, let me know when you want more.” I took a few breathes and then nodded, “Do it.” He pushed in and hit that thing again. Instantly the pain was forgotten as I threw my head back and whimpered. “Wait, I think that's it,” he said. He thrust again and again and each time my dick twitched harder and harder, dangerously close to cumming. “Come on Everett, hang on...” His fingers jammed again and again...and I was crying out in fucking ecstasy. “Push back, push back hard.” I began to slam my ass down on his hand, stars flashing in front of my eyes as the pleasure multiplied. Again and again, I pulled myself up and then shoved my ass down on the digits. “Yeah, that's it...harder.” “Oh yeah,” I said panting, “How close coach?” “Almost, just on the edge.” “Harder...” I said more to myself than to him. “Harder...” I was really going to town on his hand, I could feel the base of it touching the edge of my hole as I forced those fingers deeper and deeper inside me. “That's it Everett, you're almost there..” I was lost in sex. I didn't care what I was doing, who I was doing it with, all I knew was the sensations coming from my ass and the want, the need for more. “Fuck me, fuck me...” I began to chant, not even sure what I was saying. “Yeah, fuck yourself Everett, fuck yourself harder.” I was lost and just pushed again and again and again... And my cock erupted. Cum went flying over my head twice, my forehead, my cheek and a big ol glob on my mouth. I was so lost in the moment my tongue came out and just licked it away. I could feel warm splashes all over my chest and abs, and all from never having touched my dick. As I got my breath back I realized I was still rocking back on his hand, trying to milk the last moments of my orgasm from him. Slowly he pulled his fingers out, making me wince. When he was free, I felt so empty, so...I don't know. Like I wanted more “Ok, yeah, you definitely have an underdeveloped prostate, but I don't think we need to worry.” I wiped the sweat and cum from my forehead, “Why?” “Well it responded to what we were doing, so I think if we set up a regiment of training it, you know like any muscle, we can get it back to where it should.” “More? Like this again?” He smiled, “Unless you want to go to a doctor, there is a shot they can...” “No, sir! We can do this, that's fine. He nodded and went over to wash his hands, “Thursday after practice, just say you want a massage, that way the guys don't have to know what's wrong with you.” “Thank you, coach! You're amazing!” “Don't thank me yet, we have to work that muscle and beef it up. Just like in the gym. We start small,” he held up his fingers, “But if we want results, we need something bigger.” I just nodded and agreed, anything to get me better. “Ok you're good,” he tossed me a towel, “Wipe yourself off and take a shower man.” “Thanks so much, coach!” He nodded, “Thank you Everett.” I swear man, we have the best people working here.

Chapter Two Everett barely made it to class on time, a fact that was not lost on Mr. Blackthorn. Mr. Blackthorn was one of those teachers that should have been a coach. He was wide and muscular, built like a linebacker with arms that looked like they had been sculpted out of stone. The slacks he wore gripped the man's thighs like a second skin, a fact Everett had been paying more and more attention to lately. “Mr. Palmer, if your prowess on the field was comparable to your academic scores, you coming in late wouldn't be an issue.” Everett paused on his way to an empty seat, “Um, what?” The whole class laughed, “If you were as smart as you were athletic then coming in late would be fine. But since you aren't, see me after class.” “Awww shit,” he said, louder than expected and once again the was surrounded by laughter. He found a seat in the back and slid down, hoping not to be noticed. Once Blackthorn had gone back to lecturing his mind wandered to other things. Normally Everett's thoughts were of three different camps. There was baseball, a topic he loved to go around and around in his head about. Everett knew the stats of nearly every major league player in the past five years, with some he could tell you what they hit on a particular night. But it wasn't baseball he was thinking about. There was also food, easily top three. Thought Everett had a body that looked like it had never gone near actual food, the boy ate like it was always his last meal and he wanted to taste everything before he went. His metabolism was famous with his friends, most who were on a low carb, high protein kick to shed the last few pounds to make them truly a beast on the field. On a dare, Everett had wolfed down five double cheeseburgers from Sliders in less than five minutes. Not only had he won that bet but finished his and two orders of fries the guys hadn't touched. He got a ribbon from the owner and everything. But though Everett was starving, food was not on his mind. As his hand snaked under the desk and gave his dick a squeeze, the only thing on his mind was Jack's mouth on his cock. Just thinking about it made his blood rush, quickly followed by a bucket of cold water composed of everything he had been taught growing up. He had been taught that guy on guy stuff was against Jesus and that God was ALWAYS watching so he better make sure when he had sex it was with someone God would approve of. Growing up nearly all of his friends fooled around with him. One look at his dick and even the straightest of guys would bring up jerking off together just to see Everett stroke it. His dad had caught him and a friend in junior high and he had set Everett down and told him, being curious about boys was natural. Growing up he had a group of friends that would get in on circle jerks, a term Everett had his dad explain, and that was fine. What was wrong, again according to his dad, was having actual feelings towards guys. That was a sin and Everett desperately didn't want to sin. Though he had been wondering why sex with a guy is bad but sneaking into a girl's room and fucking her silly was ok. It was too confusing for him so he just focused on erection and the taste of Jack that was still in his mouth. “Everett?” The boy looked up and found the class empty and Mr. Blackthorn looking at him, “Can you pack your stuff up and come down here?” Everett shoved his books and folders into his backpack, noting that he had not touched them the whole class. As he walked towards Mr. Blackthorne glanced down and raised his eyebrow. Everett looked down and the outline of his cock was clear through his jeans. “Shit,” Everett thought, “I knew I should have found a jock to wear!” “Yes, Mr. Blackthorne?” The beefy teacher sat on the edge of his desk, “I'll give you twenty bucks right now if you tell me what today's class was about.” Everett's face reddened in embarrassment. “You can't can you? Can you tell me what we have been covering this week?” “No sir,” the jock mumbled. Sighing the teacher got up, “Look, Mr. Palmer, I accept the fact you are an athlete so your main focus is on the game and keeping in shape but you do know your scholarship depends on you keeping a 2.5 GPA?” Everett nodded. “Do you know what grade you have in this class so far?” Shake of his head. “An F, a complete zero. You turn in assignments late, when you show up to class you are unfocused and if this is any indication I can tell what you're focused on.” Mr. Blackthorn tapped Everett's dick as he spoke. “I-I'm sorry sir,” Everett stammered as he felt his dick start to chub up again. Blackthorn just stood there watching the length of the boy's member slide down the inside of his jeans. Just the fact the older man was watching made it even harder. “If you thought with this head you'd be a genius,” Blackthorn said, again tapping the stiff cock. Everett jerked at the contact and a small stain of precum stained his jeans. “You're going to need to put more into the class and to do that you need a tutor to make up for what you've skipped.” Everett nodded, wishing his dick would go down. “I'll make you a deal, you get out of practice when around 6-7?” “Mostly sir.” “Ok, on the days we don't have class you show up at my house and I'll try to get you up to speed and when you're in class, no playing with this.” Blackthorn now cupped his hand over the width of the swollen cock and Everett's eyes closed and he instinctively leaned into the contact. “You have class right now?” Everett shook his head. “Come into my office,” he said to the boy, still cupping the monster dick. Everett was led into the older man's office, door closed and locked behind him. “You can't walk around like this,” Blackthorn said, popping open the first button on Everett's jeans. “Sir I...” the athlete began to protest when the teacher's hand pressed harder against him. “Shhh...”, another button gone, “Just go with it, you need this.” Everett bit his bottom lip as another button was undone. The boy's cock sprang up, it's thick head smacking his stomach with a solid thud. “Such a healthy boy,” Blackthorn said, slowly stroking the jock's dick. “S-sir...” he said tried to protest again. “Pull up your shirt.” Everett paused, not sure if he should or not. “I said pull it up, boy!” His cock leaked some more as he reacted to the stern tone of voice. Slowly, Everett raised his t-shirt, exposing his tight abs, the definition clearly showing every deep cut. Blackthorn let the donkey dick go and the sound of it slapping against his abs filled the small office. Blackthorn pulled the dick again, leaving a small smear of precum on the hardened ridges of his abs. “Play with your nipples,” the man commanded. Everett looked down in confusion. The teacher let go of the boy's cock, another wet slap against his stomach and pinched the boy's quarter-sized nipples lightly. Everett moaned out loud as a direct line of sex from his nipples to his cock. Not even aware of it Everett fisted his cock and began to slowly stroke it. “Yeah that's it,” Blackthorn said, twisting harder. The pain was one of the most erotic things Everett had felt and he could feel his dick throb in his hand, another glob of precum forming at his tip. Blackthorn saw the drop and leaned forward to lick it off. Everett jumped as he felt the tongue move across his sensitive tip, “S-sir?” he asked The teacher let go of the nipples and said, “Keep playing with your nipples.” Everett released his dick and began to twist his own nipples as the older man put his middle finger in his mouth and slicked it up with spit. Then, leaning forward, Blackthorn engulfed the jock's dick with his mouth, as he moved his finger under the huge, swaying balls. Slowly the teacher spread the boy's legs, opening up his tight, muscular ass. It was the second time his dick was being sucked by a guy today and it was just as exciting as when Jack did it. His mind was flooded with new sensations, his nipples, the mouth and then the finger. Blackthorn slipped his oversized finger into the virgin ass and suddenly Everett was cumming. Load after load spilled out into the teacher's mouth, the overflow of the massive load dripped out of the corner of his mouth. Everett's ass clenched around the finger, as the cum just kept flowing. Part of him wanted to push the digit out, another part wanted it to go deeper. Finally, the spurts slowed and Everett felt his legs go weak from the orgasm. Blackthorn had never swallowed such a load before, but then again he'd never seen a cock on someone so young before. Removing the finger he let Everett step back, jeans around his ankles, swollen, red cock defeating inch by inch. Blackthorn wiped his mouth and smiled as the teen tried to gain focus again. “Better?” he asked. Everett had a dopey grin on his face as he nodded. “Ok then, get out of here, and remember, private tutoring two nights a week.” The athlete nodded again as he pulled his jeans up, tucking his now, soft cock to the side. “T-thank you, sir...” Everett said, not sure if this was something you thanked someone for. “I was young, I remember what it's like to have a dick with a mind of its own.” Everett could understand that. “See you tomorrow night,” the boy said, walking out of the office. He picked up his backpack and wobbled out of the room. Did that just happen? More importantly, did he want it to happen again?

Chapter One Everett didn't even bother to try to go back to his dorm room. He didn't have time to run back, change, shower and drop his uniform off to be cleaned before his first-class started and if his uniform was dirty for practice there would be questions that Everett didn't want to answer. He could swing by the locker room, grab a shower, drop the uniform off and see how much of what he wore yesterday could survive another day before he started to stink up the place. He passed Sliders, the local diner and hang out for students as he drove down Main Street. He was hungry but he didn't think Mrs. Jones would welcome a shirtless teenager into her diner for a meal so he kept driving. The parking lot was empty this early save for a few custodians and the few office staff that opened the school each day. Grabbing the rest of his uniform from the back seat he found his way into the locker room without being caught. What he had worn to school yesterday was still in his locker and Everett took each piece of clothing out and smelled it to see if it could last another day without stinking. Tossing the socks and underwear back into his locker he laid out his t-shirt and jeans on the bench while he looked for a fresh towel. It was weird walking into the large shower room alone, usually, it held at least half a dozen rowdy jocks lathering themselves up while talking up what exactly they had done out on the field. Empty it was like a cave, every sound echoed in ahead of him and the place was colder than a witch's tit. Now that saying always made Everett smile since he wasn't' quite sure why witch's had cold tits but he had heard it as a kid and it stuck with him, bringing him joy every time he thought it. He found a towel and shed what little he was wearing and headed into the showers. Normally this room generated a smorgasbord of emotions in the boy's mind. There was the enjoyment of a hot shower, the relief the water brought after a hard practice and the pent up energy that always seemed to follow the boys into the shower every time they entered. Walking into a group shower was always a little like playing a game of truth or dare where you picked the dare. A group of you entered, naked as the day you were born, and then proceeded to rub yourself down with soap not two feet away from another naked guy. It was awkward, exciting and more than a little erotic to most since everyone looked. The only thing that could make it worse was talking. And there was a lot of talking. In fact, there was a lot of talking with pointing and laughing thrown in for good measure as well. When Everett was young, well younger than now, he got more than a few looks and laughs in the shower. All through junior high, he had earned a couple of nicknames that drove the boy crazy with anger, Elephant Boy. Trunks. One-eyed willy. It wasn't easy growing up with a part of your body that was out of proportion with the rest of you. Because of this, he had learned to hate his member since all it seemed to bring him was shame and embarrassment. That all changed in high school. He had been fifteen the first time he showered with the rest of the team. It had been a grueling two-hour practice under a sun that only southerners know. To most, the sun was a bright, glowing ball of fun and heat that proclaimed the day as starting, in the south the sun was an unbearable master that took great pride in reminding everyone beneath it exactly who was whose slave. So when Everett stumbled into the showers after his first actual baseball practice he didn't notice or care about anyone else or their reactions. Exhaustion had a funny way of erasing little things like embarrassment or modesty in a young man and it was in this mindset he walked into the showers and stood under the nearest empty shower head. The water began to fall down him and he felt their rejuvenate powers begin to work on his tired form. It took a second to realize the shower room was silent save for the falling water. He opened one eye to find the team just staring at him. Well not him but more like part of him. Sighing he turned around and waited for the eventual teasing that would come from exposing himself like that. Instead, a couple of seconds of nothing and then someone yelled to someone outside the shower. “Holy shit Long, I think that freshman has a bigger dick than you!” He had been a sophomore at the time but Everett wisely said nothing. “Bullshit.” someone, but gonna assume it was Long, called back. “Come look, this kid is a beast!” Everett looked back in shock and there were a couple of the older kids whispering to each other, nudging the other one as they talked. Sure enough a tall boy, easily a senior walked into the shower, hair damp so he had already been in and out and looked around. “Who?” he asked outraged. The older boys pointed at him. “Lemme see it.” Long demanded more than asked. Everett looked at him with eyes so wide they were about to fall out of their sockets. “Come on kid, I ain't got all day.” Everett looked around for help and he found his friend Jack looking at him. “Show him.” Jack mouthed. Everett shook his head. “See?” Long said looking back at his friends. “You're full of shit if this kid was swinging he'd show it off.” One of the older boys moved over to Everett. “Come on kid, don't be shy. Show him what you got.” Everett looked at Jack again who nodded. And slowly, he turned around and dropped his hands to his side. Long looked at his junk like it was a loaded weapon while a couple of the other guys started to giggle. “How old are you?” Long asked, still not looking away. “Fifteen,” Everett said in a quiet voice. “And a half.” Long threw his hands up in the air and stomped out. “Fuck this shit.” Followed by his friends clapping and cheering Everett on and that was how the boy found out a big dick can be a good thing. Everett smiled as he remembered the way the team rallied around him, making joke after joke about his size, but all in good fun. That was three years ago and in that time what had been a source of ridicule had become a point of pride and gossip around school. Boys and girls. In the back of his head, he knew he should care that guys looked at him more than they should in the locker room but for some reason, it didn't. If anything it was exciting to him in a way that he refused to go into because if he was being honest, it scared the boy. It was easier to have a girlfriend that was using him as a sex toy than to look at that box of feelings he kept stashed away in his head. As he finished washing he realized the shower room was a lot less fun without the other guys. He missed the laughing and the staring, alone it was just a big room. He was about to wrap things when a hand slapped his bare ass causing him to yelp in surprise. “Come on Palmer, just jerk off at home like everyone else.” The hand and the voice belonged to the coach's aide William, Billy to his friends. He was studying physical therapy over at the junior college and had been hired as a work-study to help Coach Moore with the team this year. Though barely twenty he was considered another teacher by the team and treated accordingly. “Hey, coach,” Everett said turning the water off. “You scared the living shit out of me.” He chuckled as he glanced down. “Watch where you swing that thing bud, you could take someone's eye out with it.” The eighteen-year-old blushed and grabbed the towel hanging outside of the shower. “Sorry coach, it has a mind of its own.” William laughed. “Hey I just got out of my teens, trust me I know the struggle man.” Everett continued to dry himself as the older man began unlocking the gym. “So what brings you in so early? Don't tell me you already worked out?” “Nah, I just didn't have time this morning to grab a shower.” Billy looked up at him “What were you busy doing this early?” Everett blushed and that told the whole story. “You're gonna get caught sneaking out of that girl's house one day and there will be hell to pay.” Everett tossed the wet towel into the hamper and began to get dressed. “What am I supposed to do? Turn down sex? Come on coach you know how it is.” “I do,” Billy said sneaking another glance. “But there are safer ways to get laid than sneaking out of a two-story house.” “Like?” Everett asked, honestly curious. Billy paused and then shook his head. “You know what, ignore that. I don't know what I'm talking about. You just do what you think you need to do.” and walked away. Everett stood there confused, what did he mean by a safer way? And why practically run away when asked how? He shook his head and pulled his shirt on. “People are weird,” he muttered as he got ready for school. He grabbed his backpack, the same one that he had shoved in there yesterday. All of his books would be in there, with all of the homework he hadn't done yet in it as well. “God damn,” he muttered to himself as he thought of all the work he had skipped by falling asleep last night. He slid the backpack over one shoulder and walked out into the hall. “Now I know I've seen everything,” a voice said from behind him, “You got to school early?” He turned around and saw his best friend Jack standing there. He'd known Jack his whole life, they had grown up next door to each other and had become lifelong friends in just one look. Jack's mom used to laugh that they literally learned to walk at the same time. Jack had gotten up and wobbled over to his mother and Everett saw his friend walk, then he just got up and followed suit. “I could say the same 'bout you,” Everett said with a slow grin. Jack looked like he was out of breath and though he was in normal clothes, looked like he had just gotten done running or something. “Nah, just had to see Billy before class.” “I just saw him in the locker room...” Everett turned back to see if the man was there. “I know, he said you were hiding in there. That girl is going to fuck your dick off,” he said nudging his friend's shoulder. “Awww come on, he told you 'bout that?” “Like you wouldn't of, so what happened? Tell me everything.” They started to walk down the hall, only a few people here and there were around so Everett didn't mind sharing. “So I get up there, and I am dead tired man, like ready to puke tired.” Jack nodded, intently listening. So I'm like give me a sec and she's all laying down and shucks my pants off faster than you can say boo.” “And you guys did it?” “Not yet, then she took my jock off and almost killed me cause she didn't know I had my cup in. So I almost yell out but cover my mouth and she's all, ohhh did I hurt it?” “Oh, shit...” Jack said, more excited than ever. “Yeah, so she starts going down in me and...” “Get in here,” Jack said pushing him into one of the broom closets. “What the hell?” Everett asked. “Go on with your story, don't want anyone hearing.” Everett thought about it for a moment, "Good thinking, so she's going down on me and I just lie back cause it was...” “You horny now?” he asked, cutting his friend off. “I'm always horny, why?” “Let's do our thing before class.” “Here?” Everett asked, looking around the small closet. “Come on man, you never minded before,” “It wasn't at school!” “Was that one time in your car...” Everett felt his dick growing hard and knew it was a lost cause. “Fine but lean up against the door with me, so no one can come in.” Jack nodded and they both leaned against the door and opened their jeans. “You're commando?” Jack asked, almost choking. “I think my jock is in my uniform pants, can't remember,” he said pulling his half-hard dick out.” “God damn...” Jack said with pure envy, looking at his friend's tool. “Ok let's do this before...” Jack yanked his dick out and started to stroke it, all the time looking at Everett. “Damn you're worked up, Everett said as he lazily began to fist his cock. Jack just nodded and licked his lips. “You ok?” Jack looked up into his friend's eyes and then smiled, “I have an idea that can make this better.” Better? They'd been jerking off together since they knew how to shoot. Jack had taught Everett how to jerk off and the two of them had been doing it in the same room ever since then. There was a thrill having his best friend watch him. But something better? “How?” Everett asked Jack reached over and took hold of Everett's cock and began to stroke. Everett's eyes got huge as he felt his friend's hand touch his dick for the first time and then he relaxed as he just went with it. “God I wish I had this dick man,” Jack said, pulling up and down on the massive dick as if his own. “Oh jeez Jack, this ain't right....” “You like it right?” Everett nodded. “We're best friends right?” Another nod. “Then how can it be not right?” Everett tried to think of why but the sensations coming from his dick was too much. “Faster,” was all he said. Jack did just that and Everett closed his eyes and sighed. Why was it that his best friend with just a hand could turn him on more than his girlfriend could with actual sex? Jack's other hand cupped his low hanging balls and a moan escaped his lips. “Oh shit Jack...” he said lost in ecstasy. “Yeah, you like that don't you big guy?” Everett nodded, his friend's low voice turning him on even more. “How close?” “Close...” Everett moaned. A moist warmth engulfed the head of his dick and Everett looked down to see Jack going down on him and he exploded. From the force of the orgasm, you'd have guess Everett hadn't shot in weeks and weeks instead of last night. His hands grabbed Jack's head by reflex and held it there as he pumped more and more cum down his friend's throat. Everett shuddered as Jack pulled off his dick, there was a glob of cum at the corner of his mouth. “Why did...” Everett was about to ask when Jack moved forward and kissed him. At first, Everett was too confused to do anything but stand there, but as Jack's tongue began to touch his he could taste himself on his friend and started to kiss back savagely. There was a hunger in Everett that the boy had never felt before and he found himself pushing Jack up against the back wall, ravishing the young man's mouth. Jack pulled back from the kiss and declared, “Oh shit, oh shit...” Everett looked down and saw his friend stroking his own, decent sized dick. Without thought, Everett grabbed his friend's member and began to stroke him. “Faster, harder...” Jack gasped as he felt himself get close. Everett watched as Jack's cock gushed cum everywhere, seven, hot spurts, one after another after another. “Jesus...” Jack cried, trying to catch his breath. Everett smiled, “Well that was new.” His friend returned the smile, “How'd you like it?” Being the honest boy he was Everett was forced to admit he liked it a lot. “I mean, I don't know if I could do that, I mean putting it in my mouth. But you doing it was hot.” Jack smiled and leaned forward and kissed Everett slowly. Again Everett was confused, but he enjoyed the feeling so started kissing him back. They remained that way until the first bell rang and they both knew they were going to be late got class. “Shit,” Jack exclaimed pulling up his pants, “Hey see you at lunch?” Everett nodded pulling his up as well, “I am fucking starving” Jack gave his friend an evil grin, “Well you're the one not sure if you could put it in your mouth.” Everett felt himself blush as his friend slipped out of the closet. “What in the hell just happened?” he asked himself, before heading to class.

It was early January this year. I met a guy out at a bar and we left to go to his place but he said he couldn’t wait. He ended up fucking me between some cars in a parking garage right outside the bar, my jeans and underwear around my ankles.

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Was very horny earlier and decided to go and check out the public toilets in the local park, it’s rarely used by guys that aren’t cottaging. When I arrived there were 2 guys, one older guy about late 60’s the other was mid 30’s stocky muscular build, he looked like a tradie of some kind. I stood at the urinal that was free between them & took a glance to my left at the older guy who was sliding his foreskin back & forth over his huge bell end which was enormous, he was rock hard, about 7”. I looked right to the other guy who was stroking his very impressive semi, he then reached in & pulled out his big hairy balls! I cupped his balls & had a gently tug on his dick which got nice & hard, I put my left hand out & the older guy obliged and came closer so I could tug on him too. I then asked if either or both were up for breeding my arse. Both were up for it so were went in one of the 2 stools. It’s an old building, the stools are brick built with a big solid wooden door. There was enough room for me to kneel on the toilet seat & them take turns in my cunthole. The old guy went in first, I could really feel his big bell end thrusting up inside me, it was smashed my p spot & making my dick drip & me groan. He didn’t last long, few minutes & he dumped a nice load in me, pulled out & left me & the other guy to get on with it. I looked back and got very horny looking at this gorgeous specimen! Jeans around his ankles, muscular hairy legs, big fat 9” uncut hairy dick & balls & a sexy hairy bell that he revealed as he pulled up his tshirt. “ smash my cunthole fella” I said & he growled as he grabbed my arse and shoved his big dick balls deep in my cum filled hole. He plowed me hard & fast occasionally spanking my arse calling me a slut. I wanted his load in me so badly so I started milking his dick as he smashed my hole. He was working my prostate hard & I felt myself getting close to cumming. Groaning loudly I told him I wanna about to cum & he smash my hole even harder! I exploded into orgasm! My dick squirting my thick cum all over the toilet & my cunthole was gripping his shaft hard in spasms! He suddenly said he was cumming & rammed his dick balls deep in me as he filled me with his cum. I clenched my hole tight when he pulled out to keep his cum in me & I got of the toilet to suck him clean.

Stockholm slut hole in traning here! Allways in need of chem-friendly pounders. Not picky, but the bigger the better. ?

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Part 2 I lay on the bed, my torn yoga pants now completely soaked with my own sissy juice, piss, and toxic Black Seed, my once-tight sissyhole now a gaping, ruined pussy, dripping with the piss and vial loads of the four horse-hung thugs, and all I could think about was how much I needed to feel Jake's impossibly huge slab of meat filling me up, stretching my sensitive sissycunt to the absolute max and planting his monstrous unmedicated Poz load 14" deep into my fertile womb. Jake approached my twitching gaped sluthole with a huge booTy bump made from the jar of Toxic cum and Tina Piss with a nice big rock of meth mixed in for good measure. "I took the liberty of crushing up a few X pills and adding them to our little cocktail here for you" Jake said "Once this baby starts to kick in you won't know what planet you're on for the next few days!" I pushed myself up onto my knees, feeling Clarence and Jamal rip what was left of my yoga pants off me, leaving only my ripped and dripping wet panties and garter/stocking combo exposed, my freshly waxed legs and bubble-butt shining from the sweat, piss and cum that covered me. Bubbles of piss and jizz mixed drooled from my sissy ass, the extreme fucking I had just received making it gape on it's own, my muscles too exhausted to clench and keep it all inside where it belonged. Jake had rigged up a fat buttplug with an enema tube with the huge Toxic booTy bump, and he used the slippery mess leaking from my ass to assist in the insertion of the big silicon toy. The plug itself must have been massive, almost 9" in circumference, getting close to the size of Jake's Shaft, the head of his monster exceeding the insane 3" diameter shaft. With a twist and a push I felt the plug pop into my hole, settling nicely against my P spot, the pressure causing my clitty to once again begin it's constant stream of gurlcum to flow. Clarence took notice of the amount that was seeming to flow endlessly from my gurlcock, and quickly stretched a condom over my sissy clitty and hairless balls. "This will collect any of your sissy juices for later use bitch, plus, I can't have you leaking all over my good sheets!" "Oh thank you Daddy, I hope you have something truly filthy planned for my gurlcum" I moaned as Jake began to squeeze the hot chemmed up mixture into my already ravaged guts. All the little tears and abrasions in my ass offered multiple avenues for the Poz Seed and the drugs to enter my bloodstream, so the effect of such a strong concoction was instantly apparent. My ass instantly began throbbing with wave after wave of pure sissy bliss, the Tina causing me to clench my pussyhole over and over again on the fat silicon plug, causing the Cum and piss to flow inside me with ease, seeping deeper and deeper, relaxing the muscles of my second ring and getting my hole nice and sloppy for what I was sure was going to be the fucking of a lifetime! Once My ass had drained the whole mixture my belly was so full of Cum and Drugged up piss it looked like I could be pregnant with the Seed of all these Black Gods. The X was starting to take effect and I knew it, Every little movement caused the plug to rub my prostate, eliciting a fresh moan from my lips and a fresh spurt of gurl juice into the condom that was quickly filling up; at this rate Clarence might need to get a fresh one on me so I don't overflow this one and risk wasting precious juices. My mind was completely consumed with the thought of Jake sliding his massive fuckstick in to the hilt, and I made sure to let my friends know how badly I needed to feel him inside me. "Oh fuck! My pussy is on fire! Please Jake, destroy my tight little sissy fuckhole! Fill me with every inch of your big fat horsecock and don't stop till you breed my ass full of your unmedicated Poz cum!" I begged, rocking my hips back and forth against the huge throbbing cunt-destroyer that Jake called his cock. Not wanting to tease me any longer, Clarence told me to get ready, and with a loud POP! the enema plug slipped out of my wrecked ass. I wasn't willing to let even a drop of the magic mixture of Seed and Drugs escape my pussy, so I tensed my hole as the plug popped free so as not to spill any. Jake had already lubed his monster shaft with his special T lube, and began rubbing the length of his veiny uncut fuckstick against my sensitive cunt, slapping my hole with his heavy meat, causing jolts of pleasure to shoot through my body. I felt him grip my smooth asscheeks and spread my hole wide, lining his gigantic hooded mushroom head up with my eager hole. "I bet you been waiting your whole life for this moment, haven't you slut? You always dreamed of meeting a stud who could truly own your sissy cunt and make you feel like a real bitch, isn't that right you little skank?" I could only whimper and moan inaudible variations of " Oh God" and " Please fuck me" over and over again, my brain totally lost in the orgasmic bliss that came from just feeling his shaft rubbing and teasing my cunt. That was all the answer Jake needed, and I felt him begin to push the huge tip of his destroyer into my ass. The rediculous hard pounding and intense preparation my hole had undergone thoughout the night allowed the head of his cock to start it's way in, slowly stretching the battered ring of muscle that had once been a tight sissyhole. With one big push I felt the head and first 6 or 7 inches burst inside me, causing me to let out a scream of pleasure that sounded deliciously feminine and completely whoreish "OH YESSSSS DADDY!!!! FUCK ME HARD AND DEEP UNTIL YOU BREED MY SLUTTY SISSY CUNT!!!!" Jake needed no further encouragement to start working his monster cock deep into me. Jamal took up a position in front of me, rubbing the copious amounts of yummy toxic precum all over my face before grabbing my head and starting in on my throat. My hands easily found the hard cocks of Clarence and Billy and I began to work the thick hunks of fuckmeat as Jake increased the pace of his pounding. By this time, the Tina and X had my sissy ass hungry to take anything and everything, so it wasn't long before Jake's fat mushroom tip was working it's way into my second ring, his cock buried almost 10" inside me and I could tell he wasn't stopping anytime soon Billy blew a thick cloud of Tina smoke in my face as Jamal and Clarence help fresh poppers under my nose, the combination sending me over the edge. My ass opened up completely, the second ring of muscle giving way to the massive intruder that was Jake the Snake, and I felt the Horse-Sized fuckstick of this Beautiful Black Breeder slide in those last few delicious inches and his huge cum-filled balls come to a rest against my smooth little sissycunt. "OOOOOHHHHHH YESSSSSS!!!!!" the moan somehow escaped past the beer can thickness of Jamal's dripping shaft as Jake slid home, signaling the big fucker that he was now free to go buck wild. "This bitch's cunt will never be the same fellas!" Jake declared "It's gonna take at least two of you guys in her at once to even come close to satisfying this greedy slut's cunt when I'm finished." And with those final words, Jake began his destruction of a once innocent little sissy. I tried to keep up on the cocks of the other guys I had been pleasuring, but as Jake began to piston is fuckstick in and out of me I lost all coordination and could concentrate on absolutely nothing else. My entire universe was his cock, I was lost, floating in an endless sea of pleasure as his monstrous mushroom head popped in and out of my second ring, his cock withdrawing almost completely each time, only to be thrust back to the hilt with every stoke. The X was really causing my clitty to drip, so Clarence quickly swapped out the now-full condom of sissyjuice for a fresh one. Every vein on Jake's huge dick felt like it was massaging all the previous toxic cumloads they guys had bred me with into the walls of my sissy cunt, deliciously obscene slurping and squishing sounds came from my overstuffed hole as it was rammed again and again with slowly increasing speed, Every once in a while my now loose fuckhole allowing a spurt of the juices that had been pumped into my ass to leak out, witch Jake naturally used to lube his massive pole as he stretched the limits of my hungry asscunt. I felt cock sliding in deeper than I ever thought possible, my pussy pushing out to take his meat deeper every time he thrust into me, and greedily sucking his cock as he pulled out between strokes. "Oh shit, this little cunt is one hot fuck!" Jake gasped as he enjoyed the feeling of my pussy trying to milk the load from his oversized nuts "I can feel this sissy's asspussy trying to pull me in deeper every time I slide in!" "I think that means she's craving your nutt bro" Billy chimed in, his own cock beginning to drip and twitch, feeling the sweet jizz bubble up from his balls. My natural sissy instinct warned me of the loads about to spurt, so I swallowed the mouthful of Jamal's sweet precum and opened my mouth wide. My stroking increased in speed and Jamal took advantage of my outstretched tongue to work his own load up from his still-full balls. Due to the extremely lewd scene that the six of us made up, It wasn't more than a minute later that Jamal, Billy, and Clarence all let out moans of exctasy and I felt thick gooey ropes of Black Seed erupt onto my face and into my waiting mouth! Each of my studs had already blown more than a few loads already, but their balls never seemed to get any emptier, and the thick white ropes of sperm were as plentiful as always. Naturally the combination of all three cocks shooting simultaniously created quite a mess on my face, so I was truly thankful when Tyrone stepped forward and used his throbbing 10" member to scoop any jizz that had missed my mouth into it, completely filling it up, and making my cheeks bulge. My tongue swirled the toxic mix around in my mouth, helping me to savor the sweet taste of Black Seed before I gulped the whole mouthful down and licked my lips, trying to make sure there wasn't a single wasted drop. "Let's spit roast this little fucktoy and fill her up from both ends Jake!" Tyrone exclaimed, quickly filling the empty cock-slot that was my greedy mouth. "Aight bud, seeing this little cunt take all those hot Poz loads with my cock buried all the way inside her was enough to get me to the edge!" Jake grunted between hard thrusts, each stroke allowing the full length of his 14x3" anaconda to slide almost all the way out before slamming balls deep again. "Imma breed this worthless cunt!" As Jake doubled the pace of his merciless pounding Tyrone matched his pace easily, making me gag and choke as his veiny shaft pistoned in and out of my throat, ribbons of spit and precum dripped from my mouth and chin as I completely surrendered myself to the invading fucksticks. Then, all at once I felt Tyrone's dick twitch and swell, his balls convulsed and pulsated as he began to feed me his delicious Seed. He pumped the hot sticky sperm directly into my throat, giving me no choice but to gulp and suck down his load as fast as I could. It was at this moment, as I was struggling to handle the copious torrents of Hot Sperm being blasted down my throat that Jake let out a huge moan and he began to shudder. His monster cock was thrust in as far as he could force it, the full 14" of meat buried in the twitching pulsing mess that had once been my ass. His balls began to throb and I could feel the first wave of semen slowly work it's way down his urethra, his already massively thick shaft getting thicker with the thick milky cum working its way down to the the engorged mushroom head and finally bursting forth into the deepest recesses of my sissycunt His cum was unusually hot, likely due to the massive viral load of his unmedicated Seed, and it burned as he pumped it into me. His cock just kept pulsing, each new throb bringing with it a fresh wave of his Poz cum, Each spurt from those oversized balls feeling like a full load. I lost count of how many times his fuckshaft spasmed inside me after the first dozen, It felt like I was getting another giant booTy bump he came so much! My stomach was again bloated with the sheer amount of toxic jizz that Jake pumped into me. The intense feelings of such a brutal breeding session were enough to send me over the edge one last time, and I felt my sissy clitty spurt what I was sure was every last drop of gurlcum I had left in my feeble little sissy balls, filling the second condom up to the brim. "Oh God... Oh God..." was all I could manage to say as I lay there with Jake's still hard cock throbbing gently in my ass, still fully inserted in my hole. "I better work this load in real good, make sure this little sissy cunt is gonna get pregnant with my Poz Babies" Jake panted, and slowly he began to grind the base of his shaft against my bruised and broken asshole, the gigantic hooded mushroom head ground into my hyper-sensitive inner fuckhole. He continued to work the massive flood of gooey cock juice into the battered walls of my cunt with firm, shallow thrusts, allowing this bump-and-grind process to ensure that his Poz Seed would take hold in my fertile ass, knocking me up with his toxic children. For good measure, once Jake's cock began to soften Clarence was sure to plug up the gaping stretched out hole with another fat toy the second Jake's Big Black Snake finally popped free. I was so totally drained from the intense ordeal I had just had the good fortune to experience that I didn't even notice when they boys lifted me up and laid me out on my own little sissy bed that Clarence had prepared for me, all cutesy and pink with fluffy blankets and stuffed animals. I still had the presence of mind to open wide when the five of them gathered around my bed to shower me with their Chemmed-up Tina piss, and I swallowed every drop that I could catch, allowing the rest to soak into my now shredded lingerie, content to let their strong scented piss to soak into my new bed, soaking into the pillows and sheets, the stuffed animals quickly becoming pissmops for the endless rain of Drug-laced urine. As I drifted into the sweet bliss that only such a brutal fuckfest could provide I breathed deeply of the overpowering musk of Piss, Cum, and Big Black Cock and drifted into unconsciousness as my Harem of Horse-hung studs stroked their cocks to one final climax, covering my exposed flesh and the puffy red rosebud of my asshole with their Seed. I couldn't wait to see what tomorrow had in store for me!

got 5 loads in a sex club in Madrid last week.. so fully re-charged now. also dumped my load in 3 asses that night

Last night I got away from both my partner and Charlie. I live an hour or so from SF so I drove over and hit the bars hoping to score a load or two. For a Saturday night the bars were quiet. I closed the powerhouse, where I usually can find a good fucker to breed me-but left alone. But alas down the street is a sex club. I went inside and right behind me were 2 guys I was crusin at the bar. Inside, the pickings were slim, save for the guys behind me and this hot dude fucking another dude in the sling. Of course the trolls were gathered around the guys, so it was hard to see the action or try to see if I could be next. I got a close enough view to see they were barebacking so when the top came, I instantly got a huge hardon knowing the boy in the sling was being bred! After wondering around a bit, more guys started to stream in and it was looking better. I sucked off this one black dude with an incredible body. I was hoping he would take me to a sling and fuck me, but he came in my mouth and shot a few nice streams on my face and left me. So I cruised some more and noticed the 2 guys that came in behind me. They had one of the slings and one was fucking the other. I watched for awhile and motioned I wanted a turn in the sling. The shooed me off. I guess 3 was a crowd for them. I wondered away but passing back by a few minutes later, I saw some major breeding! It was hot, the top is a big guy and put alot of thrusting on his bred one! I went and had a smoke in the smoking lounge. When I came out I noticed the other top was cruising around now. I came up to him and we hit it off. I sucked him off, damn he had a beer can cock-he was gagging me, but I fucking loved it! He had huge balls to-I of course bagged them, I just love love love tea baggin! I sucked him off more and felt some hands stroking my dick. In a place like that I really don't like grabby people, they usually turn out to be old trolls, but I was pleasantly surprised to look up and see a good looking latin man behind those hands. He stated to kiss my top and I alternated sucking their cocks. They decided it was fucking time and we went to the sling area and noticed the other hot couple had switched and the bottom was now topping the top! We couldn't find and open sling so we settled for a cushion between some parallel bars. my top lubed up his huge cock and plowed right on in, he got his rhythm within no time and he was sending me to the moon! The latin guy came around and sat on my face as I was being fucked. I went down on his hairy hole, savoring his awesome manliness. By now my top was fucking me harder and faster. Latin guy moved off my face so my top could concentrate on fucking. I am glad he did, as I enjoy watching the look of the top as he his cumming and breeding inside of me! Sure enough a few minutes later he was fucking me fast and furiously and then let out a big growl and thrust a nice load way fucking up my hole. He collapsed on top of me, sweating profusely all over my body. I love that when a guy is about to cum or is cumming and he just drips and pours his sweat all over me! I was freaking grinning, my hole was feeling happily bred finally! He dismounted and then latin man quickly took his place....more on that soon.