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Jesus. I got a good look at him for the first time. Probably 40s, a lot of tattoos. His cock was buried in my ass to the base. He withdrew as he softened. "You up for some more dick?" "I should get back," I said sheepishly. "Me and my buddies will be around this week." He added with a wink, "Don't worry, we won't say anything if we see you with your wife." "Thanks," I muttered weakly. *** Back in our room, Tina was asleep. I took a long hot shower, jerking a huge load from my dick and trying desperately to make it so I hadn't had unprotected gay sex with a stranger just now. *** I came out of the bathroom in the terrycloth robe Tina bought me for my birthday. "Your phone keeps buzzing," she said half asleep. "I'm sorry about before. I didn't mean it." I glanced at my phone. 6 messages? Shit. I must've given him my number at the bar. He was telling me to come to another room. He also sent me a couple of pictures of him fucking me in the ass. "Come get fucked," the last message read. Five minutes later. "Don't make me come knock." Fuck. Maybe he was bluffing, maybe he wasn't. I couldn't remember what all I'd told him and I'd wandered back to the room in a daze. I texted him back. "Don't do that. Be by in a couple mins." I put on jeans and a t-shirt, no underwear and kissed Tina on the forehead. I whispered, "I'm awake and am run around the casino." "Okay have fun," she muttered. *** In 3 minutes I was in front of the room he'd texted. Not the one he'd fucked me in before. I knocked lightly and the door swung open revealing a naked man. I awkwardly said I was friends with, uh, I couldn't remember his name. "Come on in I know who you are." I entered what turned out to be a pretty big suite. There was gay porn on the flat screen and my friend from earlier was leaning against the wall getting his dick sucked. "Perfect timing.. get naked." I did as I was told. All 4 guys in the room checked me out. My cock got hard in spite of myself. "Are you ready to fuck?"

Paul had his first day at his new job. He was a chemist and before that he had looked everywhere to find a job without any luck. At his early 30’s and recently engaged, he had to find a job the soonest possible. Thankfully, he was invited for an interview in which he appeared to be the most worthy candidate and he would be part of a laboratory team. The owner of the lab who also happened to be the team’s leader was Richard, a man in his early 40’s, with an average height and a rather lean body. Everything in that place looked satisfying, the working conditions and his co workers, not to mention his salary. That day, it happened that some experiments got late and Paul volunteered to stay longer since he was too shy to leave. By the end of the processhowever he had some chit chat with his new boss. The two men got closer. Paul explained to him how hard it was for him to find a decent job and Richard told him that he needed a man of his trust, someone loyal to him. Paul was more than willing to play this part and he assured him that he could trust him. The two men were standing still and Richard was observing him. “Being loyal to me means more than caring for the lab he said”. What do you mean? Paul asked Richard asked him to sit on the lab bench. I want that person to be mine, to fullfil my desires and in exchange he will be the man of my trust, second to none. I will give you all that you need. But you need to give me all that you are first, said Richard. I am kinda confused said Paul with his voice trembling. It’s very simple he said and his hand touched his chest. You can either obey to me and have everything, or you can go out and have nothing. Paul needed what he meant. If he did run away he would be broke, completely. Richard saw his hesitation and pushed it further. “Get naked for me” he said and so he did. He asked him to sit on the bench again and he observed his body. He was very pleased with what he saw. He then spreaded his legs so as to gain access to his asshole. He used some glycerin from a nearby bottle and lubed his asshole with a finger and then he put a second. Paul moaned in pain. Mm you’re tight. Maybe it’s indeed your first time. I’m good with beginners don’t be stressed he said and laughed. He grabbed him from the shoulder and rotated him on the lab bench till his dick was next to his mouth. “The better you suck it the less it’s gonna hurt” he said and pushed it down his throat. He choked him and slightly bid him. The boss slapped him in the face and told him “you need to open wider”. After a few seconds he decided it’s time for the main dish. I really like that my guy obeys me. But it’s your first time so I’m gonna give you a little extra help. He got away for a second and then he brought two pairs of handcuffs. He immobilized him by tying it’s hand to the metallic extentions of the bench that supported the upper shelves. “There you are he said”. Paul was now laid on the bench and Richard put his legs on his shoulders. “It’s gonna hurt a bit” he said and pushed his dick deep in his asshole. Paul screamed. I want you to be silent said Richard but Paul was in pain. He slapped his balls and Paul scremed again. Maybe you need a little help said and he took the socks of Paul’s feet and placed them in his mouth. See? That’s better he said and he continued to fuck him. Paul was trying to tell Richard something but with his hands tied and his mouth filled with socks was difficult to communicate. Hmm said Richard. Maybe you need a condom? Paul moved his heard in a manner indicating yes. Richard pulled of his hard dick only to return some seconds later with 3 condoms in his hands. Strawberry, bana and natural sensation.. which do u prefer he said? Paul could not respond. Richard then said “Why don’t we use all three for maximum protection? He said. He removed the sock from his mouth and put all three condoms wrapped in their package in his mouth and then put the socks back. “See?” he said now we’re both safe. And he started fucking him. Your dick is really nice said Richard. Too bad it’s not hard. I like so much touching it he said. And while he fucked him he started slapping repeatedly his dick with the front and back side of his hand while Paul was moaning in pain. “I’m glad you like it as well” he said. Richard look at his watch. Damn I’m late he said. And your wife is gonna be worried about you, I have to breed you soon. Paul started to resist with his legs and Richard got angry. He grabbed him from his hair and told him “If you want to be high so as to be obedient, we can do something about it, but if you don’t stop fighting back I’m gonna bang your heard to the bench till you lose consciousness. Paul stopped moving and understood he could not escape. Minutes later his asshole received its first cum. “Don’t worry you don’t have to cum” said his boss and released him. Paul could barely stand on his feet and he was rather confused from the shock. “Next time will be better” said the boss. “I value people who are loyal and obedient to me” he concluded. And then paul with no answer got dressed and left the laboratory, being on his way home. I hope you enjoyed my story. Feel free to share your thoughts and comments and I will have more parts of it.

Brock was 21, nearly 22 and had just learned about BBRT.com from his friend Matt. Matt told him it was a dating site like Grindr but for hookups and sex rather than dates and friends. Brock was instantly addicted by the flood of attention and emails and oinks. Even in a smallish, bottom-saturated city like Salt Lake, Utah, his profile had been viewed over 2000 times in the first week. Matt had offered to take a few profile pics of him naked and Brock was more than willing to get on all fours, looking teasingly behind him while arching his back. He then pulled back his plump yet firm rump with a hand, exposing a tight pink wink that puckered at the thought of all the men who might fill and flood his hole with loads of hot cum. Most of his replies to emails ended when he confessed he could not host as he still lived at home. It was a fantasy and Brock had unloaded at least a liter of semen over the span of that first month, jacking off and fingering his slick insides to the thought of those men who had begged him to allow them to come over and unload their very blue balls into his pretty pink guts. The need escalated. Brock fantasized, night after night about finally getting railed, not by just one...but a slew of men. One after another, entering him and thrusting themselves deeper and leaving dripping wet with thick, slimy cum what he imagined a red and ruined rectum. He moaned at the thought. He was resolved. The next night he told his parents he was gonna stay over night with Matt. Matt covered for him even though Matt knew Brock was at that moment reserving a room at the nearby La Quinta Inn and posting a quick connect ad with the following: 21 yo eager virgin bottom. Looking for all types. I’ll be ass-up face-down with the door slightly ajar. I’ve opened myself up with my plug but I need you to open me up more and breed me. *** The first to enter the motel room was Jack. Jack had seen the ad and couldn’t believe his eyes. He’d been stalking this kid for almost three weeks now trying to get in him. And here was Brock, spread out before him on his flat belly on this motel bed just begging for his rather large uncut cock to fill his hole. Jack snorted, opened his belt and unzipped. He silently and gently pulled Brock by his hips to the edge of the bed and kneeled down to worship Brock’s ass. He opened his ass cheeks and heard Brock moan with pleasure as he licked and sucked his tender tissue, pulling it just inside his mouth with more and more force as he sucked with increasing pressure. Brock’s ass relaxed and Jack thrust in his tongue, letting his saliva seep into him. Jack stood, flopped out his fat beer can dick, spat on his shaft already slick with precum and lined it up with Brock’s hole. Beads of precum rose from Jack’s cockhead as he pulled back his foreskin and pushed into Brock. Jack smiled as Brock sucked in sharply and winced as he thrust in balls deep. He wanted to sear into Brock’s memory the moment he’d passed the point of no return. He grabbed Brock’s hips, anticipating Brock would squirm and buck under the pressure of his forceful entry and immediately started thrusting in and out just keeping his cockhead inside Brock and then balls deep again. A few more thrusts and Jack’s breathing quickened. “Oh Jesus kid, your ass is gripping my cock so good. Oh fuck! I’m gonna flood your ass now. You’re getting it....right...now”. Jack grunted as he released his load into Brock’s ass. He felt warm liquid pressure build and then felt his massive load fill up around his cockhead and slide down and around his shaft as he thrusted deep putting his weight on top of Brock’s arched back and ass. He hilted himself there for a moment until he softened slightly and slowly slid out watching with amazement as a large wad of thick, pearly cum made a plop as it fell out of Brock’s gaping, sore and puffy pucker. Brock gasped repeatedly, catching his breath. Had he cum? Hands-free? This guy had just pumped him full of the biggest load he’d ever felt. Was he still leaking out? He relaxed as he heard Jack’s belt buckle back up. He heard Jack cough and snort and then he heard the door hit the slide bar. Still ajar....

I was working from home and felt really horny. So I went onto Grindr and after a while this guy messaged me asking if I’m up for a bb fuck, I said of course. He asked for my address and said he’ll be half an hour. He turned up and asked me if I was neg, told him of course. Sucked him for a bit and then he just went on top of me and pushed his raw cock inside me, no lube. He said if he comes too quickly we can wait 5 min and do it again. He shot his load and said he needs to get cigarettes and be back. I’ve met him before and I knew he won’t be back. Lol. Which was fine with me as I just wanted a load anyway. A while later this other guy messaged me and wanted the fuck dump and go style as he’s never done that before. I left the door on latch and waited on all fours on the bed. He came and started fucking me. He also came pretty quick and told me he was so turned on and that he usually takes him ages to shoot his load. I could feel the loads inside me so I messaged this other guy who I spoke to before. He told me he only wants preloaded holes so I told him I had two. Not long and he was here. He ate my hole and sucked some out then pushed his big cock balls deep in. I could feel the other loads deep inside. He fucked me and whenever he pulled out I could feel the cum leaking from my hole. He dropped his load and left. I was hungry for more and I found the 4th guy. Stocky blacK boy who was horny. He came pretty quick too. I pushed the loads out later and it was a lot. I hope to work from home again soon.

Part 7 “Your future son, it starts here tonight. Now, STRIP!” I didn’t. I was paralyzed in place, my mind completely blanked out and my body frozen. That, however, did not please dad. I felt massive pain erupt from my balls as dad’s palms grabbed and squeezed my balls really hard, kneading and groping them. “I asked you to strip boy, you don’t disobey your father in his house.” This was so fucked up, yet why was I so turned on. I couldn’t focus due to the pain of his squeezing, but I didn’t ask him to stop. I have never been into pain or even aroused by it, but right now, it was doing something incredible for me. Because despite the pain, I was extremely aroused. Dad removed the pressure on my balls, but held my balls in the palm of his hands, kneading them lightly like it was a 8-ball. With his other hand, he pulled up my t-shirt and took it off. My senses returned to me and the absurdity of the situation hit me like a truck. I pulled back from dad, hoping to bring a stop to this from going any further. But dad was prepared. Before I could do anything else, he pushed a piece of clothing in my face, right against my nose and held it tight. I tried to fight it, but dad had wrapped his free arm around my back, holding me in place. I had youth on my side, allowing me to wiggle out of his grip before I felt something, hairy and massive against my back. “Breathe in son, it’ll feel a lot better soon,” Chief’s voice echoed in my ear, as he sandwiched me from the back against my dad. My struggle to set myself free started tiring me out, making me take a few deep whiffs of the cloth against my nose. The more I smelt it, the relaxed I felt. “That’s it son, just relax now. We’ll take care of you,” dad responded, his other hand now stroking my dick through my shorts. Whatever I was breathing in was making me more and more relaxed, making me moan as dad’s expert teasing and stroking started working up my libido. I don’t know how long the cloth was held against my face but when it was taken off, I could barely stand. I felt dizzy but very horny, to the point where I felt myself being moved deeper into the room but I felt no control over my actions. A sudden push landed me with a thud on something soft, like a bed. I was moved to an upward position, lying on my back, and completely zoned out. I felt a weight on my chest. Upon looking up, I saw Sam sitting on my chest, his huge cock and balls above my face. He maneuvered himself, until his balls and taint were above my mouth, before lowering them down to my lips. “Suck.” I opened my mouth and his balls struggled to pop in due to their combined size. I pulled one ball in my mouth, licking and playing with it with my tongue. The popper kept coming, with the cloth being pushed against my nose every few minutes, taking me deeper and deeper. At one point, I felt my legs being pushed up, my ass exposed to the warm basement draft. Without breaking a sweat, Sam kept me in place by stroking his dick above my face, while I licked, sucked and played with his testicles. A cold sensation spread across my asshole for a moment before I felt something thin and bony pushing in. It was sharp and made me sober up a little. Sensing that, Sam pushed the popper dosed rag back on my nose, holding it in place until my head dropped back, a stupid smile on my face. Whoever was fingering my ass, felt my hole relaxed and upped the antics, finger-fucking me hard and deep. Sam dislodged his balls from my mouth at the same time as the finger was yanked out of my ass. I felt so deprived and vulnerable, uneasy by the sudden cool air around me and craving the touch of a man. But that vulnerability was short lived, as my legs were pushed back again and I felt a weight move between them. I looked up to see my dad between my legs, holding my legs up by the ankles. His thick, dad bod on full display, a bio hazard tattoo surrounding his belly button, visible through the ample hair on his frontal. I had no time to react before I felt dad pushing his cock in, slowly but unrelenting. Without missing a beat, dad kept pushing and forcing my ass to open for his cock, until he was all the way in. The pain was immense. I hadn’t been fucked in a while and certainly never by a cock so big. The Sloan clan is blessed with well-endowed dicks and at 7 and a half inches, I know I am the “dwarf” of the family. Dad’s dick was stretching my hole out, carving a tunnel for the onslaught he was about to rain on it. “Fuck son, your cunt is so warm,” dad said, almost a whisper. He leaned over, until our bodies felt glued by sweat, lust and an intense passion, thrusting his big thick poz cock into my ass. I had no control over him, relinquishing my control and letting daddy command me as he pleased. In the moment, I was just a boy, being shown the way of the world by my dad, as I marveled on. His thrusts were getting stronger, deeper, exploring the deepest crevice’s of my body, as I groaned and moaned. The lack of lube was starting to show, as I felt scraping in my hole. It made me squirm and I asked Sam for lube. “Here’s some lube for ya, bud”, Sam said as he pushed the rag into my mouth again. I tried to spit it out, but he covered my mouth with his palms, while dad kept fucking me. “Getting close boy, dad’s gonna shoot son” Dad grunted between thrusts, “Gnooo…ughhh….mmmpphh…..” I hoarse out through the rag, the sudden realization that my dad was about to drop HIV cum into me. I had no say in the matter, and nothing I could do. Dad grunted one last time as I felt his dick throb and twitch inside my butt. About a minute later, when he pulled out, a dollop of cum rolled out of my ass and dripped down my balls. “I see blood, Bax” Chief commented, as he pulled my father in for a kiss. “He’s dripping blood.” I felt Chief’s finger on my bruised ass lips as he scraped some cum and put it up for me to see. I saw white thick cum, with a slight orange tinge and small tissue like flecks of blood on it. My ass was full of hot toxic cum, my father’s toxic cum. My fate was sealed in the company of these 3 poz men. And I realized, I would not have it any other way.

Hello, it has been a while since I last came on BZ. I thought I would move on from my pig days but I realize that I am a true pig and that by writing these stories, I discover another part of me that was hidden. This story is inspired by one of my many rendezvous in this city I now call home. Montreal. Hope you enjoy. I will also try to continue my previous posts but if anything, I think starting fresh would be better so no promises. Here goes nothing. Part 1 After receiving my confirmation that I would be graduating with honors, I told myself that I was going to let lose. Submit to every temptation that I've put on for the past 6 months. I redownloaded my apps and began refreshing every hour to see who would want to top me. With the exception of weed and poppers, I never tried any other drugs due to the fact that I promised to stay stable during my undergrad years. Since Freshmen year, some friends I knew got into coke, ketamine and dropped out. Being on scholarship meant that the stakes were higher. My willpower was strong. Was. By 11pm, I thought of calling it a day as no one around my area would be interested in a 25 y/o twink whose locked photos are him in a PUMP jock. I wasn't too bad, just very choosy. Most guys who messaged me were closeted or discreet. I wanted more. Despite being called a twink throughout college, I managed to gain some strength over the past few months. Going to the gym was my way to relief the stress of academia. Going to bathouses second. But I always played safe. For some reason, tonight, I felt very piggy. It was probably because I started jacking off to Treasure Island Media when the semester ended. Being a celibate for a while really does get the worst in you. I can understand why most closeted Mormon guys I hooked up with have the weirdest kink. But mine I would say is starting to get darker. I threw my phone on the other side of my bed and laid in defeat, thinking that I'm probably going to brush off this urge I had. Suddenly at 1 AM, a no-pic profile messaged me. "Hey, boy." "Boy?" "Yeah, you. I've seen you at the gym with your tight hairy blonde ass. Pale and slender like the twink you are." "Lol. Who are you?" "Your master." "What?" I then received 5 photos of a stocky built man in leather with one of the largest cock I've seen. Not to mention, a PA. Only one tattoo on his navel. Biohazard. His eyes were green and his beard was bushy. He looked around late 40s. Both tits were pierced and his grin made my cock twitch. He also sent 6 more videos, all which shows him fucking guys around my age, from your average jock to your typical twink like me. Each video ends with the bottom begging him to breed him. Their eyes were fully dilated and it seemed as if they were on something. Strangely, I got hard. This was what I secretly needed I thought to myself. "Hot pics. I'm Felix. You?" "Who I am doesn't matter. You're going to call me Master and you're going to come over here." "No way.." Before I finished typing I backspaced and wrote "Where?" Master lived a few stations away from where I was. Pie-IX. It took 10 minutes to reach his place. Luckily, I caught the last train for the night. I found myself in front of a renovated duplex that indicated the much detested gentrification that's plaguing the city. I buzzed #6 and climbed up. As the door open, I see Master in a leather harness and chaps. His muscles were squeezing out of the black outfit he was wearing and it made me think twice of why I came here. Less than 10 messages exchanged and here I am in front of a Dom one head taller than me. Never would I see myself in this position a few years ago when I volunteered for the LGBT Club during Pride. "Hello Felix. I'm Pierre. But call me Master when you're in my house. It's nice to finally see you outside the gym shower." Upon closer inspection of his face, I realized who Master is. When I first started lifting, I remembered seeing a man of his stature jacking off in the shower during my morning workout. We made eye contact but the fog made it hard to fully recognize him. He would always wear a tanktop and a dirty jockstrap under his thigh high shorts. His ass was spectacular. I never had the guts to ask him how much he squats. All I know was that his intimidating presence always made my workout shorter. Deep inside, he knew that he turned me on. "Oh wow...I remember you." "It's been a while, eh? Why don't I see you at the gym anymore?" "Finals. Just graduated last week. Feeling kinda horny now and got lazy to go to the gym. Shit, I've always wanted to say Hi to you." "But you didn't. Good. I wouldn't want to distract you from your studies. I know I have had guys from your college transformed after meeting me." "You're not shy, aren't you? Transform?" "For the better. You'll see. Wanna come in?" I didn't know what I was getting myself into but his friendliness in real life compared to online made me step in. "Care for some water? Or gatorade? There's a special ingredient." I was curious to know what the special ingredient was so I agreed on gatorade. He told me that this drink would make me feel better. I protested that I don't do hard drugs. "A little drink never hurt anybody, right? Plus, this is safe. You'll be alright. I'm here." Very comforting. I thought, fuck it I don't have any more responsibilities for now. Summer is here. I gulped the drink and he started asking me a series of questions that felt like I was being interrogated. "What did you expect when you come here?" "I don't know. I just want to get fucked. Have some fun because I deserve it. Worked my ass off for college that my ass now needs some actual work. Your videos also tempted me." Shit, can't believe I said that. "Yes, those videos always make guys hard to resist. Tell me Felix, what are you into?" "I'm mostly versatile but I've been thinking of bottoming more. Getting fucked rough. Been watching some dirty porn. Thought of trying new things. But I play safe though." "Interesting. Have you tried any toys?" "I have a dildo and a buttplug that I rarely use. I also have some jocks but I'm going commando tonight." "Do you want to experience new things?" By now, I started to feel a bit lightheaded and everything felt like it was in the right place. "Sure. Meeting someone as old and hot as you is already a new experience. Why me, though?" "I do the questions, Felix. As for why you, I've always had a preference for college guys. Twink types with bubbly ass that needs some kneading. The ones who are secretly addicted to cum and is a true cumdump. Do you think that might be you?" I hesitated to answer because I do love cum. Just in my mouth. So I thought. I enjoy nourishing cum but the idea of cum in my ass seemed so far fetch. Yet, deep down, I know that it would be one of the hottest things to experience. Seeing a video of a guy getting bred by 10 different guys made me wish I was the center of attention. Even after factoring my stance on playing safe. It was a conflicting thought. "I'm not sure..I might get a disease and all that." "Might. Not definitely" "Yeah, there's a risk to it. Even if it would be fucking hot to have cum drip out of my ass from different guys." I wasn't sure whether it's the drink or my inner thoughts thinking out loud again but I was clearly succumbing to him. "So it's fucking hot, you say? And the risk, so what? I'm positive and I take meds. Sometimes. I still live. Not many side effects." By now, I can see where the conversation was going and the better part of me still tried to reason it out but the real side of me could only respond with "Really? And you're okay with that?" "Yes, I'm okay with that. Other people, not so but who cares? They don't have to know unless I state it. Plus, don't you think that raw bareback sex is the true way we should fuck? Having one's seed in you? Being a part of someone? To claim and be claimed? As nature intended to?" The effects of the drink was now stronger and I realized that I have been holding a hard on for a while. "I mean, your cock is rock hard for a reason, right Felix?" I'm not sure why but every time he calls me Felix, I get turned on more and more. "Hm, as nature intended too...I guess you're right..I could try. It would be hot with you." Why was I saying this? His aura definitely revealed a different side of me. "Do you want me to breed you, Felix?" "Yes." I've fully succumbed to the drink by now and I have no regrets. "Do you want me to use my toys on you? Stretch your ass and make you become the real cumdump you are?" "Yes." No regrets again. "Excellent. Let's relax and have a smoke first before we continue. We have the whole night. Or weekend if you last long." At first, I thought that we would be smoking some weed but Master brought in a different kind of pipe. A glass one. He then inserted some substance that looked like salt rocks and lit a butane lighter under it. "Hey, what is that?" "No Hey, it's Master. You will not disrespect me in my house." It's striking how quick his tone changed after I agreed to his proposals. "Master, what kind of weed is that?" "It's not weed, Felix, it's my good friend Tina. You're going to enjoy her. Don't be shy now." As Master took the pipe away from the lighter and inhaled the smoke, Master embraced me and we made our first kiss. "Breathe in, boy." Now I'm called boy. I don't even know why I agreed to inhaled but I'm glad that it didn't taste so bad or burnt as bad as most joints would. "Hold it in and don't let go until I tell you to." I kept it in and after a few moments, Master gestured me to open my mouth and a trail of white smoke was expelled. My heart began pumping and I felt an intense rush that I've never felt before. Everything felt amazing and when I saw Master, it felt like I need to worship him. We shotgunned, as Master would say for a few times and with every breathe I inhaled from Master's mouth, the more I am obligated to him. It was a completely new feeling that I had never felt before. Soon, Master told me to strip and to follow him to his bedroom. Master then brought me to his bathroom where I was told to kneel on all fours. I starred at the lights in enhancement as I felt a cold liquid applied on my ass and crotch. Master was now shaving me gently. "We want a clean and smooth boy, don't we?" I nodded and whispered "Yes, Master." A tip of a nozzle was then inserted into my ass and I suddenly felt full. "Don't worry boy, this is to clean you out. You've douched before. The only difference is that this is a bit special. It's meeting Tina after." My ass felt full and I could recall a tingling sensation happening. After releasing the liquid from my bowel, Master fingered me. Oddly enough, his fingers felt like it was covered in sand. "Wow, Master, Wow" I couldn't explain how I felt. Only that Master's finger no longer felt like sand. It felt smooth like cream. I moaned louder than I started and Master turned on the shower head to fully wash me. Stepping out of the shower, Master took out one of his dirty jocks that looked like it was ravaged by cum and piss. On the band, it says POZ PIG. Before instructing me to wear it, Master made me inhale the jock and savor its odor. "This boy, is my golden jock. Many boys before you have worn this and have earned the title that you'll soon receive" Despite being worn numerous of times, it snapped on me perfectly. I looked myself in the mirror and I noticed that my body is now completely shaved except for my head. When Master touches me, it feels like electricity running through my nerves. "Get on the bed now, boy. On your back. We've only just begun. You're doing very good so far." I lied on the bed and Master took out some ropes that was then tightly tied from the bed poster to my limbs. Each leg was tied to each arm to ensure that my ass was spread out to give Master the view he deserved. I was still in bliss thanks to my new friend Tina. Master came up to me and put the pipe in my mouth, directing me to inhale 6 times. The rule was that for every 30 minutes, I would get 6 shots. The lights were then dimmed to reveal the ceiling lights which had UV lamps. Master then took out a chest under his bed. In it contains all the toys that he would use on me. First, he took out a pair of gloves and a jar. The label on the jar read + CUM X + Master came up to me to peck me and brush my face before proclaiming, "This is the last time I will be soft on you. I will be soft on you after you're done which we both aren't sure of when. Are you ready to submit to me? To release your inhibition and be who you truly are?" "YES, MASTER. I AM READY. I SURRENDER MYSELF TO YOU." I shouted with full confidence and determination to realize my true potential. Master only responded with "Good boy. That's the cumdump bitch that's starting to come out of the second closet speaking." He was right. I didn't know where this came from. Techno music started playing and without warning, I felt Master's fingers in me with the content of the jar. It glowed under the lights. First it was one, then two. After, it was his palm and by the time his whole fist was in me, it felt incredible. Despite his warning, Master was gentle and my ass accommodated him with agility. To avoid an early rosebud, Master did not spend too much time fisting me. Rather, he began inserting a string of anal beads to stretch my ass out. "Slowly, but surely, boy. I think we're gonna spend the whole weekend here." I nodded and stared at his eyes with the most lust I've had since I lost my virginity. Each sequencing bead got bigger and as I screech from the initial pain, I slowly moaned at every insertion. 5 beads were now in me and I still did not feel full. It was as if I wanted more. Finally, all 7 were in. Master then slowly pulled out the string and inserted it again. He increased his paced as I groaned and moaned with pleasure. The final pull made me scream with Master chucking and spitting in my mouth. "Good fucking boy. I want to hear those screams because that's how a pig should sound." Bullets of sweats were now perspiring out of my pores and the heat had only made the bed sheets wetter. Master did deliver his promise that it was going to be alright as he fed me the gatorade throughout my stretching for hydration. For some reason, despite experiencing this newfound pleasure, my cock was soft. Master told me that this was normal when you're friends with Tina. I didn't mind as I was enjoying everything that was happening. After the beads, Master began using the different dildos that he had, with the smallest being at least 3 times bigger than the one I have back home. Its girth was larger than a Campbell Can. With each dildo, the precision that Master had was unparalleled. Never have I thought that I could feel this good from my ass being stretched. Throughout my moans, Master was encouraging me and telling me how good of a bitch I was. It was dirty but caring. "Master's really glad you came tonight, boy. I haven't found a potential pig in a while now. You're doing so great. A proper cumdump is what you're going to be, right, boy?" "Yes, Master, I'm embracing the cumdump that I am." "Good, boy. Very good. I rarely do this during first times, but I think it's time to make this a weekend and introduce you to my other friends. Are you ready boy?" "I don't know, Master. Are they like Tina?" "Haha no boy, these are real friends. You're going to serve them too, just like you serve me. Like a true cumpdump, right boy?" "Yes, Master." Master continued to fuck me with each dildos for hours. My ass was now fully stretched but I still felt unfulfilled. As if it's missing something. Master's cock. I wondered when Master will finally impale me and fill me with his seed. Before or after his friends show up? I wasn't sure. The cum in the jar did no justice despite my eyes being fixated on its glow. All I know was that the feeling that I experienced did not subside thanks to the occasional smoke that Master gave me. Time did not feel the same and before I know it, the Sun had started to rise. "Don't worry, boy, this bedroom is always night time." With that, Master closed the shade and put on a different playlist that had a darker electronic tune. "We're not even halfway done, boy. You still have a long way to go." I was still sweating and enjoying the high but the uncertainty of what was about to come made me nervous for a moment. However, after another puff and additional gatorade from Master, I became more excited. Master caressed me for a while and slapped me in intervals, revealing a side of me that enjoys pain. My moans of approval encouraged him to take out his bondage equipment and soon, I was wearing a leather head harness with a ball gag, salivating to Master's nods of appeasement. Chained clamps was then clipped to both nipples and I moaned louder. Master really knows what he was doing and I was savoring every moment of it. "It's already 10 AM. Master has got to run some errands and get some more tools for tonight. Piss on the bed if you want to, boy. That's natural musk." 9 hours passed but it felt like 90 minutes. Before leaving me, Master took out a steel butt plug that's double the size of his fist into me, anchoring me onto the bed, my ass full of the glow jar cum, leaking periodically. I still did not feel full but only a heavy weight in my ass. The TV was then turned on to show some kind of amateur porn. It didn't take long for me to realize it was Master's homemade videos of him fucking his previous boys, some wearing the jock I was wearing. Some boys were blonde, some were muscled, and I recognized one who was the quarterback of the football team. All getting bred by Master and his friends, who were large as Master was. Some of Masters friends would piss in them after breeding them and some had two boys with Master instructing them to fuck each other with a double end dildo while being fed Tina. I couldn't take my eyes away from it for a second. I was left in this state until Master came back. Hunger was not an issue at all as I didn't feel any desire to eat. Just to fuck and cherish everything that I was going through. I peed on the bed twice as the plug made it hard to contain my ladder. It wasn't until Master's 6th film in which an Arab exchange student was begging to be pozzed by Master ended that I hear the door being unlocked. My cock was still limp since 12 hours ago and I was not exhausted at all. I estimated it was already 4 PM. I heard Master's voice trailing from below... "I'm telling you guys, this pig is built different. He's definitely going to make you bust your 3 weeks HV Load, Jack. Also Randy, you better keep that T piss for him." "That's why I brought my own stuff. Unlike Jack!" Laughter then followed from what sounds like more than a group of men who I am certain are Master's friends. To think that I have another 24 hours...

Tina and I dated the last three months of high school. It was amazing. We were both nerds who hadn't even kissed anyone else. Within a couple of weeks I'd cum in all her holes. We watched porn and fucked like rabbits. It was fun. The day we graduated I proposed. I couldn't afford a ring, of course, but she was in. We got married but a justice of the peace and pooled our savings to get a 4 night honeymoon at the worst hotel in Vegas. On our first night I won big. I went on an endless craps run. I had like 5k--what the fuck?! We headed back to the room and got dirty. She fingered my ass at my request but then told me to stop being such a fag and fuck her. We were both drunk and I didn't appreciate that so I got dressed and headed out. I headed down to the bar and was buying drinks for everyone, spreading around what felt like an infinite amount of windfall cash. Of course, I made a lot of friends, including a couple of gay guys who were really nice. Amusedly, I told them about my fight with my new wife. One of them grabbed my thigh and said, well why don't you give it a try? "Ooh would you like to fuck me?" I giggled. "Yes" **** He was fucking me not 10 minutes later. He had a big dick and my ass was tight. But I got off on the experience. This man, whose name I didn't catch, was going to fuck me til he came. I held my legs apart like Tina as he buried his dick in me. He pulled out when he finished and his friend replaced him. Fuck this was hot. Cum and lube squirted out as he pounded me. He got close and pulled out. Can I cum inside you dude? I nodded yes and he jammed his penis back in my hole, his body jerking as he unloaded. *** To be continued

Today I went to two bath houses and an old theater downtown in my city. It was the first time I went with the purpose of being a no loads refused cumdump. My hole got bred so much It was leaking non stop. Got three loads at the first bath house from some silver daddies. Then I got four at the other one, I never even saw their faces! Finally decided to enter an old adult theater I saw on my way to the bath houses. There I got two more loads by some probably homeless dudes. It was pure bliss. The best part? I didn't ask anyone their status. As a newly converted cum slut I finally felt free, free to fuck bare. I'm a barebacker, and I love it.

Part 2 Waiting for Master and his friends took ages. I was still panting from the pleasure I was feeling and th 8th film featured an Asian boy who was kneeling on a platform in front of Master, ready to be spanked and whipped. Master didn't hold back when it came to punishing the boy. Marks of scratches began to form on the boy's back that slowly started to bleed and Master's entourage circled around the boy, jacking off. "Looks like you need some moisturizing, don't you bitch?" The boy could only muster a soft "Yes, Master, please." He was pleading and what followed after was the circle of men coming onto his back. It was around 6 of them. Not a drop of cum touched the platform as the boys soon to be scars were now being soothed by warm cum. "Let it absorb, boy. We're going to make sure you get it." Master and the rest of the men then rubbed their palms over the boy, slapping in between while the boy continued to scream in a mixture of bliss and agony. The TV then turned blank and I suddenly saw myself in it. I never noticed that a blinking red light was illuminating from above and it then registered that I was being filmed since I got here. There was something about seeing myself in this position that turned me on and elevated me to compensate the lack of Tina I've been deprived of since Master left. Finally, Master came in in a different outfit than last night. "I hope you enjoyed my masterpieces. Soon, you'll be in one." Master then shotgunned me for the first time in 6 hours and I was rejuvenated. My eyes popped out again and Master gave me water while he untied my restraints. "Let's change up a bit. Spread yourself on the bed" The moist sheets under me reeked of my piss and the cum of those that deposited in the jar. Master was right. It was natural musk. I became acclimatized to it. After maneuvering myself, Master positioned me in an eagle form. I could only see the ceiling now with full view of the camera and a mirror. "You're holding up very well, aren't you? 7 out of 10 boys in your position right now would have begged me to release them or attempt to escape. Even with the drugs. Not you. You're comfortable where you are. It's time to meet my friends, boy." I could only look at Master's eyes and nod. "Very quiet now. Good. You're going to behave well with my friends and you're going to take whatever that they give you. Aren't you?" "Yes, Master. Anything you do to me, they can." "Good bitch. It's still early, boy. Not even a quarter of my friends are here yet" Soon, a few of Master's friends showed up. I calculated around 4 of them. If this wasn't a quarter, I expected at least 20 of Master's friends tonight. Master's friends were around his age and built similar to him. All of them had awakened a part of me that craved for older men. A daddy, a dom, who knows? Ask me last week if I would fuck a man over 30s and I would've laughed. Now, anyone with a strand of white hair would have free reign on my ass. Each of Master's friends inspected me, caressing and pinching me. I responded with growls of approval. One inserted his fingers into my mouth and I took it as if it was a lollipop. The other two started sucking my niple and the other began rimming me. I was in Heaven. Master only stood across me as if he was a monolith with that grin I first saw that catalyses me to be where I was. "Damn, you really got a pig here, Pierre." "How lucky of me. Take your time boys, this pig here is truly a dime in the dozen. I can tell that he will definitely love his gift." The thought of being poz now unfazed me. I was meant to carry Master's seed and be a part of him. It was only necessary for me to be seeded. As hard as I tried to avoid being reckless, I rationalized my need to be poz as a pathway to certifying me as a true cumdump. No more fear, as one of Master's friends whispered to me before sucking my ears and spitting in me. My body continued to feel the wave of hands that were touching me. This time, with oil to highlight my built and the effort I had put in the gym. Before I knew it, Master replaced the previous head harness with another leather one that only revealed my mouth and nostrils. Everything was in complete darkness and the rest of my senses started to heighten. The music was now louder and I could hear a bottle being put under my nose being unscrewed. Poppers. Finally. My ass was now breathing and the buttplug in me gyrated. Cum was still leaking out of it. Master pulled it out with no warning and I immediately screamed, with everyone in the room praising in unison. "Good fucking pig, that's it boy. Use that hole" Suddenly, I felt some form of string being tied to my bicep. "Now you've met Tina, boy. Time to introduce you to slam." I did not want to protest because everything I had consumed at this point left me with zero regrets. I felt a prick and within seconds, I started coughing rapidly. The rest of the men laughed and I now felt as if I was on another plane of existence where my only purpose in life was to be a hole and to serve. Nothing else mattered at that point. "Fuck yeah, I'm a pig. A cumdump who wants each of your poz loads. Breed me please!" I guess this is how Master got all his boys to cry out those fucked up things there were saying. At that point, having cum in my ass was all that mattered. To be deposited with each of their seed and satisfy them. Master rimmed me again and fed me with the cum from the plug that I was keeping. I tried to not waste a single drop as Master was also pecking me in between, biting my lips and spitting in my mouth. All while his friends were still probing my orifices. They took off the nipple clam I had and it was now replaced with a pair of nipple suckers. I continued to moan and wishing that I would remember this feeling forever. I haven't even been fucked yet and I've already reached nirvana. "Damn bitch, you really like to be a hole, don't you? A slutty pig? A cumdump?" All I could do was nod and say Yes repeatedly. "It's not even midnight yet, boy. We're still expecting company but I know you want some cocks in you now, don't you?" Yes, again I cried. "Now you're not going to get cum anytime soon, but Randy here can give you some more Tina that's a bit different than before." With that, Master's mouth shifted away and for the first time in almost 24 hours, I finally had a cock up in me. It must have been about 8 inches. I yelped and I could tell Randy was on top of me, piston fucking me as his drool dropped into my mouth that was rarely shut. "Nice fucking ass boy. Very nice. Surprised it's still tight. Don't worry, this won't take long, I'm just here to take a leak." Randy continued to fuck me and soon he got soft. Staying inside, he then whispered that I was going to take his T piss to continue the high. I nod and reached out for his kiss. He stayed in me for almost a minute, still as I felt his piss depositing in me. Warm, but not as thick as cum. It was unbelievable. Pulling out of me, Master quickly plug me back. I could only let out a sigh of relief and a smile while the men chuckled at how great and different I was. They brushed my head lightly and told me how well I was doing. "It's still early for me to say this but I'm just going to tell you that you're already halfway to becoming the cumdump you were born to be." Master then decided to take an intermission as his other guests were arriving soon. "You're not going to take a break, we are. Keep that plug in place and enjoy the sound." My restraints were tightened and my headgear was replaced with a gas mask. A tube was connected to a large bottle of popper poppers for me to inhale. The music then changed to a track that contained hypnotic trance chanting, with a voice over telling me to enjoy, cherish and accept cum. To be a cumdump. It was as if I was living in those popper training videos. Nothing compared to how I was feeling. All I could let out was moans of ecstasy and growls of pleasure. I wondered how I looked like in the TV but the reflection above me was more than enough. Unrecognizable was what I would describe. At the end of the audio, the voice encouraged me to repeatedly announce what I truly was. "What are you?" "A cumdump." "What are you?" "A cumdump" "What are you?" "A fucking cumdump!" I shouted, with pride as the audio ended. I heard clapping coming through the door as Master lead in a couple of new guys. Around 8 of them now. "Well, well, well. You keep surprising me, boy. Good job. Here are some guys I'd like you to meet next. There's more outside so don't get too greedy with them." As the men entered, another trail of men were observing from the door. A line was being formed. All of them were the kinds that I wouldn't have thought I would fuck. Matured, stocky & most of all, sleazy. Yet, still in shape. The youngest was probably early 40s. The oldest one however, around late 60s, had defined pecs and a 9incher. His veins were apparent and his biceps were still in tact. He also had a scorpion tattoo above his navel. He brushed pass by Master and approached me. "Pierre, your Master, got his seed from me. Everyone in this room has the same strain that originated from me. Pierre is your Master, but I am your Father. Do you understand that?" I nodded. "Good. You're going to get our seed, and you will receive this gift with gratitude. Our bond is forever and at your age, your duty is to recruit and gather more holes like yours for us to use as we please. This is the task that was given to boys before you and we have expectations. Understood?" "Yes." "Perfect. Now friends, let's fuck this whore and show him our world."

He walked out again instead of staying over. My ex, my first, my fucking everything. We had broken up almost three months ago, and he still would drop by the apartment to hang out with me almost every day. But he would never sleep over and never entertain the thought of getting back together even tho we spent all our time together. I don't know why we ended up breaking up it was a shock, he just did it one day, but now nights were the loneliest they'd ever been. So when the nights get lonely I did what every lonely gay man does: I logged onto A4A. Some time earlier I had put up a few discreet shirtless pics and one where I arched backwards, just to get boys talking, but I didn't really having any intention of connecting with anyone who responded to my profile. I'm 23 5'5", 145 pounds, a 28 inch waist, fairly muscular smooth Hispanic. Yeah, I got a lot of offers. More than one guy at my gym would recognize and approach me, and afterwards spend countless small talk emails begging for me to 'Test drive' his cock, or 'bitch bounce' for them. I must admit, I got a nice rubbery one reading the comments. I would talk to them for a bit then jack off, but tonight, I had actually been allowed to cuddle with my ex and I was so horny when he left I did the pathetic thing and asked him to fuck me. But he just smiled, kissed my head, ear and neck, and left. The sexual tension was so intense my thick, seven inch cock was rock hard and dripping before I even logged onto A4A. I scrolled through the emails and then profiles till one made me stop. FUKYNGBREDEEP 39 years old. 6'6 220lbs. I couldn't help but click to get a better look. There was only a torso pic of a light skinned man with a beautiful body, hairy chest, pecs that looked bigger than my head and arms that could crush Grandma Smith apples into apple juice. Then there was the profile itself LOOKING TO FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF YOUNG BOYS. YOU DOWN, HIT ME UP. LOOKING FOR YOUNG BOYS WITH A TIGHT ASS. MUST BE WILLING TO PLEASE ME IN EVERY WAY I WANT. MUST BE UNDER 25. NO EXCEPTIONS. I WILL ASK FOR ID IF YOU LOOK OLDER THAN 25. I"M ONLY INTO YOUTHFUL BOYS. NO SHAME IN MY GAME. I KNOW WHAT I WANT AND I GET IT. POPPING CHERRIES ALL OVER THE WORLD, MAKING SMALL DICKED MEN HATE ME. LOL Profession: EAT FUCK BREED. Top. 10 Inches Uncut Anything Goes POZ My mouth was wide open reading the description of ten inches, and then closed when I read poz. I closed the profile, and got a drink and went on with my browsing. Before I finished my drink, I clicked his profile again, I read it and go turned on. I closed it and shook my head. But before 20 minutes passed I opened it again, and that's when he messaged me. "You want it" Was all the message said. I read it four times just trying to think of the possible responses, "Yeah it nice but..." "No way!" "Confident are we?" But before I could send any of it he messaged me again. "I'm logging off, call me." And left his number and logged off. I shook my head while still staring at his profile. I walked away from my computer preparing to jack off, when I got a text message from my ex saying he was sorry etc etc. I looked at the number on the screen of the computer and slowly typed it into my phone. I hit call, and the voice on the side of the receiver made my throat go dry. A gruff manly baritone answered. "Yo." "H-hey" I responded "I'm the...." "I know," he cut in, asking simply "Where are you?" I answered before I could stop myself. "You're close by," he responded. "Come over." "I don't hook up" I replied. "We don't have to hook up. I can't rape you, I'd go to prison. Come over. Two hot guys chilling out. If you want I'll show you my dick and you can leave whenever you want. Just come over. You know you want to see me." I couldn't help but smile. "Yeah...ok." He gave me the address and I got in my car and drove over. It was close, maybe a 15 minute drive and I was in a neighborhood of decent houses. At the end of the street was a house that looked to be a duplex. I texted my arrival. In about a minute a shirtless, pajama bottom wearing sex god was standing in front of his home. His hairy chest and abs were even more defined in real life and he looked so enormous my mouth dropped before I exited my car. He smiled and shook my hand firmly. He had green eyes and a thick 5 o'clock shadow. I followed him inside and he grabbed a beer as I followed him down a hall up a flight of stairs and into a messy bedroom. The king sized bed was tossed and had a distinct smell, but while I was noticing the room and the big screen which was playing a silent porno, my host had taken off his pj bottoms revealing a hairy thick muscle ass, and as he turned around hanging between his legs was an huge soft cock that seemed as long as half his thigh. I inhaled suddenly and coughed as though I was choking just from looking at it. He smiled. "It's eight inches soft," he announced grinning with obvious pride. For several seconds I stood there silent, completely stunned. Other than porn, I'd only seen my ex's cock up close, and he was fairly sized, but this guy's cock was insane. "You're HIV positive" was the only thing that spurted from my mouth. He laughed and turned to look at the TV, his monster dick swinging as he did. "Yup" he replied, taking a swing of beer. "I'm sorry I...I should go. I don't know what I'm doing." I turned to leave the house, but before I could reach the door and he strode across the room and stood in front of the door. "Touch it" he invited me. I stuttered meaninglessly. "Touch it," he repeated, "You know you wanna, feel it." And with that he guided my hand to his hairy bull sized balls. I felt them in each hand and looked up as he shut his eyes and breathed deeply. The cock was already the size of my forearm and so heavy when I took the shaft in my hand I stroked slightly down I heard him chuckle. He put his arm around my neck and guided me too the bed. He laid down there while I sat between his legs, his cock pointing at me, and I found myself stroking his hardening growing cock. He watched the porn on the TV screen behind me, every so often looking at me and smiling while I stroked up and down his giant shaft until it reached it's full length and girth. I was in awe. It was a beast of a dick, heavy and full. And then I noticed that as I stroked upwards, a large bead of precum appeared at the tip and began to drip down the shaft. When I did it again even more precum began to slip out. "Fuck," I breathed softly. I heard his chuckle and found him gazing at me somewhat amusedly. "You like cum?" he asked. I shrugged, truth was, i loved it the taste the feeling when my ex's cock would erupt inside me. We were each others first, so we barebacked all the time, but this was completely different. It was like I'd turned on a faucet, more and more precum began to pour from the tip with each stroke and now my hand was sticky and slimy covered with this dangerous spread. "Get comfortable," he suggested as he leaned toward me and began to help me pull of my shirt. I kicked off my jeans and now he was smiling but differently. Something hungry was in his eyes. "You're a hot lil fucker, aren't you?" I smiled continue to stroke his increasingly slick dick. "You like getting rimmed?" I looked at him and nodded. I knew I had a nice ass, even straight guys would say so, besides a lil rimming would be fine, My ass was begging for something. Anything. So I slipped off my underwear and turned around showing him my butt. "Damn boy!" he remarked. I smiled as he put his hands on my hips and guided my butt to his mouth. "Ohhhhhhhh......fuuuuuuuuck" finally erupted from my mouth when his tongue met my hole. I could feel his warm tongue opening me up and shoving itself deeper into me. "Ohhhhh.....fuuuuuuuuck!!" I said again as i felt his teeth abraded against my hole. "You're tight boy!" he remarked. Almost automatically I began to gyrate and grind my hips back toward his face."Fuck yeah!" he said and began eating again vigorously. I was holding onto his monster cock like a pole for support as he ate and ate and chewed and licked and tongue fucked me. I was losing my mind it felt so good. The whole while I stared at his giant daddy dick looking at me dripping salivating begging for me take it in my mouth. And the dick's owner was wildly tongue-fucking me like I had never been rimmed before. His hands worked all over my ass and body and his tongue moved with aggression and force that i could feel his tongue being inserted and withdrawn as he sucked and ate me out. My eyes rolled back with my head and before I could stop myself I took the head of his cock into my mouth. My mouth felt so full with just the head and I felt him moaning "Yeaaah!" into my ass I moved my head up n down and side to side sucking up his poz precum. It tasted so thick and good I moaned loudly on it while I tried to work my mouth down his shaft, but I could barely take it half way. The volume of our moaning increased as we pleasured each other, until finally he lifted me off his cock and, as I got on all fours, he knelt in front of me, presenting me with more cock to suck. Groaning in pleasure, I took it into my mouth as he gently pushed his dick into my throat. "That's it, boy." He spoke gently remarking "Your mouth is like an ass. It can take it. It can swallow my whole dick." I grunted with approval at his suggestion. Taking my head into his big hands, he slowly began to fuck my throat. I choked and gagged. "Nah nah nah, boy, relax," he remarked, adding "It's just like taking it up your ass. Relax and let it get wet. Let it all drool down. It will help you take it. Yeah, yeah, there you go, there you go. Yeah, let it pour down your chin make it wet." I was coughing up on my chin and a puddle was forming on the sheets as my drool and snot was falling from my mouth and deeper and deeper his cock pushed into my mouth it was heaven. He took one hand and wiped some off the drool cough up from my chin and began rubbing it on my hole. I gasped and moaned as he worked a large we digit into my wet ass and opened it up. He pulled me off his cock and laid me on my back and continued working his finger in my hole. "Oh yeah you like that don't you boy?" I nodded as he worked his finger in and out of me making me gasp and moan with each intrusion. "Yeah, you want some more?" I nodded as he pushed a second finger into my hole. twisting and turning them I moaned and gyrated under him. "Fuck yeah" I moaned "Oh god fuck yes." "Yeah taste these fingers, boy, they taste good." I took his two fingers in my mouth and sucked, tasting my ass juices. I grunted in approval and sucked away as i felt his cock pushing against my hole, teasing it. "Wanna feel how this dick feels in that boy pussy?" I looked deep at him as he pushed his dick against my hole lining it up. "Tell me you wanna feel this dick, boy." My breath quickened as he applied pressure but I said nothing. He pressed harder, I could feel the head slipping in slowly as he pumped again and again until finally,"You want this cock, boy?" "Fuck yes sir!" POP! My hole swallowed the head. "Oh GOD! FUCKKKKK!" I felt his cock split my ass he pumped slowly . My ass was tight but he knew what he was doing. He pushed in an inch, stopped to let me adjust, just pumping back and forth till he felt me moaning then pushed further. He entered me slowly, his death stick opening me deeper and deeper. My head rocked from side to side and I spread my legs apart. He held my ankles I could see his muscles and veins pumping with the same controlled ferocity of his cock. After about 15 minutes of this entry I reached down between my ass and felt still another three inches of rock hard thick cock against my hole begging to slide home. I left my hand there and felt as slowly they too entered into me watching him watch me till i was holding his balls resting on my hole. "YEEAAAAH!!!" he growled and I could feel the growl resonating in my ass vibrating inside me. Then it began. He pulled back and fucked. I screamed as he did again And again. Again and again. "OH MY GOD!!!!" I yelled and held on to his shoulders where my ankles rested as he fucked again and again. I could feel his cock pounding in my head and in the head of my dick it felt like i would cum with every thrust. I yelled again and again as he fucked deeper and deeper pulling out more and more fucking me. I could barely breath as he drove me into his headboard again and again. "FUUUUUUCKKKK!!!" I again yelled as he grabbed my ankles forced them above my head to touch the headboard and began to let gravity drop his monster into me. Then he suddenly he pulled out of me and pulled me down the bed. I tried to catch my breath, and he flipped me over and pulled my ass up. Then in a fluid motion he sank his dick back into my ass, balls deep, doggy style, and holding my hips as he pistoned fucked me. WIth a free hand he grabbed my hair and pulled my head back as he fucked relentlessly into me. I was lost feeling so open and taken control of that when he flattened me out on my stomach I couldn't help but push my ass back on him as his muscle body fucked me from above n behind. He rolled over and now I rode him bouncing as hard as I could. He turned me around dick still inside me and forced me on my back ankles wide as he continued to climb on me and fuck me again on my back. "You ready baby." he finally growled "I'm gonna fucking poz this hole. You will never be the same and you will belong to me." I looked back at him terrified. "Tell me you want this poz load, baby!" I bite my lip as he picked up speed. "SAY YOU WANT MY LOAD, BOY." "FUCK YES. GIVE ME YOUR LOAD. FUCK I WANT YOUR POZ CUM!" I felt him erupt inside my hole. Cum was filing me up fast as string after string blew into my body. I moaned and touched myself, but he held my hands above me. "I said I would poz you, baby. I'm not done." He kept fucking me. I could feel the poz load running in and out of my ass as he flipped me me into various positions, fucking continuously. I passed out in the middle of it, and woke up he was fucking me face down on the pillow unloading another load into my ass. He fucked me three times that night. When he finally pulled his cock out of my ass, both my ass and his cock were coated with cum and blood. My hole gaped wide, and we both reeked of sweat and sex. I crawled off the bed, dressed, and he ushered me out the door. I stumbled to my car and somehow drove home where I stripped, climbed into bed, and touched my hole, feeling load after load of his poz cum beginning to drip out of my body. My phone buzzed. It was another text from my ex asking if I could hangout. I licked some of the cum from my hole off my finger. Sure, I thought. Why the fuck not?

Hey guys, I tried Imodium for the first time the other week as I was going on a long all day road trip. Cleaned out, popped an Imodium and at the end of the day and 2 hook ups later enroute I was still clean as a whistle. Really impressed and a great confidence boost. Don’t get me wrong, I know it’s not something I should do often!

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Definitely not something I use regularly, but I use it when I'm planning a long night at a bath house or sex party. Works great

I made the conscious decision to be only-raw top in 2017, but I was being picky with whom I was fucking because I wanted to minimize my risk of getting HIV. I went on PrEp in 2018, and it was such a freeing experience. That year has been my most active year sexually. I fucked over 300 different guys. I went to bathhouses, saunas, dark rooms, travelled to different countries for pride. I felt that I finally could do what I always wanted: to spread my DNA in as many guys as possible. I'm so happy I can finally say that it has over 4 years since the last time my cock was in a rubber.

I just think being open to learning new stuff is the most important thing. And not diminishing or disapproving what for them is normal, but might not be for you. I always enjoy learning new things about people and various cultures, and just not judging anyone

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So I was on my way home going past the local cruising area and I saw there were plenty of cars parked. Great. I pulled in and parked. Climbed up the hill to the wooded area ad I could hear other guys talking nearthe top. I stood next to a tree and unzipped. After only a minute a guy walked up to me and asked what I liked. I said sucking and fucking. He said what I fuck you. Yes I replied. Come let's go. I followed him to a bushy area that I know only too well from previous sessions. There's a large stone to sit on which is just the right height for cock sucking. He was an Indian guy and his cock was 6 inches and got hard quickly. He stood me up turned me around and pulled my pants down and forcefully bent me over. Great very dominant. He started slapping my ass and squeezing hands full of ass and rubbing his face on my ass. He wet his fingers with saliver and lubed me up. He held his cock to my hit willing hungry hole, pushed hard and entered me. Oohhhh that lovely feeling of hot hard bare cock going in me has hot to be the best feeling ever. He started fucking me at a steady pace. After a few minutes he pulled out and made me suck him again. I couldn't believe my luck. The first time in ages since I'd been there and I was getting a good bareback fucking. He lubed me up again and started to fuck me some more. He kept slapping me and squeezing my ass ad fucking me hard. He started breathing harder and faster. I thought ooo yes cum in me. Fuck me and cum in me. Then I felt warm and sticky as his cum started coming out as he was still fucking me. It was a nice dirty bareback fuck in the bushes from a dirty Indian fucker and he fave me his load.

"I'm afraid the test has come back positive Mr Latimer. Its important to understand HIV isn't the death sentence it once was there are a variety of medications you can take that will allow you to lead a normal life but I must stress that it is of the upmost importance to get a plan into place ASAP as currently your Viral Load and cdc count are alarmingly high " 4 hours later sweat dripping from my body as I feel the twink beneath clench his asshole as he feels my bare cock enter him. This afternoons conversation replays again and again through my head. The twink mutters something about a condom but I barely hear it as I continue to work my cock in and out of him. I clear my head for a minute and listen to what he's saying. "Mr that cock feels incredible but I usually only play safe are you clean" "don't worry boy I showered when I got here" I respond. My cock keeps working his hole harder and harder I begin to fuck as all of the emotions begin to spill out of me. I look down and notice the twins ass has begun to bleed on my cock sometime during my assault. The site of the blood unleashes an animal inside that I never knew existed. As the twin moans beneath me I begin to growl. "you like this cock don't you boy. You want this raw cock deep inside don't you." The twink face is ecstasy but he doesn't speak. I slap his face hard and spit in his mout before placing one hand again his throat and squeezing. "cmon boy tell me how much you love this dick. Tell me how much you want this cock to breed you" "Please Mr please" he responds "please what" I hiss before slapping him once more and quessing tighter. "Please cum in me" I continue my assault as I feel my orgasm brewing. "you ready for this load boy. You ready to take my gift. I used to be a bottom whore just like you but I changed and you will too. Once this load gets into you you'll see just how much fun being a top can be now take this fucking gift. Feel my poz load fill that cunt". The twinks eyes open wide and I see fear and confusion spread across his face. "here it comes cunt take my load take my poison" My cock explodes and I feel burst after burst of toxic cum explode into his hole. I wait untill I'm done pull out and leave the twink on the bed shell shocked. "you'll thank me one day now boy"

I love people’s culture, heritage and community and just out of curiosity what’s your opinion and the most important thing to learn when dating guys from different cultures? Look forward to hearing your thoughts guys ? Karl 😀

From the list above, I would choose Kirk. He bent the rules on occasion, was pretty fair and was a slut.

They absolutely exist. I have them very frequently when I’m being fucked, and certain Tops know how to weaponize them - there’s no better way of putting it. A guy on Grindr asked me just this last Friday, as it happens, to explain what an anal orgasm feels like. I told him to imagine cumming as you normally do, except your cock isn’t there and you’re not feeling any of the contractions that come with shooting - instead, imagine those contractions spreading outward and upward from the back of your taint through your whole body, as though that energy was looking for a way out and can’t find it. It rushes, sometimes very intensely, then peaks and subsides. Except - There’s no refractory period as with an ejaculation. You can have another anal O immediately. In fact, you can start another one while you’re still in the middle of one, and another one while on the middle of that one. That’s what I mean by weaponizing - there’s a Top in Indy who absolutely loves to start triggering my anal orgasms on top of each other in series until I’m basically a writhing jelly on the end of his cock. My former Master understood this phenomenon too, but he refined it into a form of torture. After 20 or so forced right on top of each other, they’re no longer a form of pleasure. A related term is Tantric orgasm. It’s an ability to have multiple orgasms without ejaculating, and you essentially ride them along like a wave. I first discovered I could do it a few years ago when experimenting with electrostimulation, and I still occasionally use that to keep my skills going. Last week I has a really good session in which my anal orgasm went on more or less unbroken for a good four or five minutes. Extremely draining. Definitely something you have to work up to over a period of time and practice. In general, I’d say anal orgasm requires you to pay attention to your own internal signals mote than regular orgasm. It doesn’t happen in the same way as beating off - you have to finesse it a little, and you have to make way for it to happen. But when it does, you know it. There’s seldom a fuck of any length in which a Top doesn’t anal-O me, but I’ve been sensitized to it.

I have had a few boyfriends who really got off on me being an "escort" and even got into pimping me out themselves, online, in bathhouses and porntheatres. I think they enjoyed it mostly for the dirtiness as they were guys who were into taking me to the baths and watching me take loads all night or taking me from apt to apt to whore my ass out. it was even a boyfriend who got me to start turning more tricks as a t-girl as guys pay more for tranny whores. but one boyfriend just liked it for how dirty it was and would take me to a porntheatre, strip me naked and rent me out to guys for 5 bucks a load in either end. he's also the boyfriend who found me an owner who promised to pimp me out full time. he told me I was actually a hooker cause I was too trashy to be an escort. but I did have a couple boyfriends who weren't into it so I had to be a little sneaky and actually got busted by one of his friends who picked my tranny ass up off the street once with his boyfriend. they were a little surprised but still took me home and fucked me. I still have no idea if they told him. lol

We always bring a bag of toys to the baths - 'cause we know after 8 hours of partying, neither of us will be able to get it up... ran into a guy we knew from the local leather bar who we thought was a total top. turned out, when he partied, he became this sleazy bottom pig! (I know - big surprise...) anyway, he ended up in our room in leather with a baggie and a glass pipe. we probably had at least a dozen dildos in varying sizes (including two double-headed ones), plus an endless supply of J-lube and a large can of Crisco. Needless to say, three boTTom pigs managed to satisfy ourselves for several hours!

For long fisting session you do the same thing after a Serious cleanout.

Anyone know if and when the Underground at King Cross will reopen?

It's undoubtedly true that monogamy is the exception, not the rule, in the animal kingdom. That said, because something is "uncommon" in the natural world doesn't mean it's unsuitable for us. Upright bipedalism, for instance, is essentially absent from all of our closest animal relatives. That doesn't suggest we should naturally be going on all fours most of the time. Most of our relatives are herbivores, but that doesn't mean our animal-heavy diet is unnatural. While it's sometimes questionable to think so, given the behavior of people in this world, we are ostensibly a more evolved species, with non-biological reasons for doing many things. This is not to say that monogamy is good (or bad, or indifferent), but the fact is that as an evolved species, we have much more of an ability to shift our behavior based on agreed-upon social norms. In the animal world, for instance, there's no real sense of private property belonging to the individual, and animals will routinely steal food from each other to feed themselves and their offspring. Birds that collect objects, like many corvids, will steal from one another right and left. That behavior may be "natural", but as an evolved species we (mostly) recognize the need to curb that impulse for the good of all. So evaluate monogamy among humans not in the "natural" context but the social one. If it doesn't offer advantages to you and your partner(s), you don't have to practice it. Denigrating it as "unnatural", however, is no more valid than saying that taking a dump in a toilet is "unnatural" given that most animals just shit wherever they want.

If the doctor only lost his license, he'd be the luckiest SOB on the planet. In the real world, not the fantasy world some of us inhabit, the doctor would be looking at a prison sentence of substantial length.

yes you can. Both my other half and I view sexual monogamy to be unnatural to the male animal. Monogamy is, in fact, the exception not the rue in the animal kingdom. The result is a non-toxic relationship because we have no jealousy there. It's just sex between 2 horny animals. That allows the relationship to actually flourish rather than be bound up in the toxic jealousy of the other that Xian based relationships actually hinge on: have sex with anyone else and everything about our relationship was totally false. The idea of "cheating" is an extension of that jealousy foundation and is toxic in the end. We re both promiscuous (me way more than him) and he has been the camera guy on many of my porn shoots. But, at the end of the day, we know the other is Number One in out lives and we don't let DNA drivers for sex ruin it. I am happy in the sex industry and that I cam allowed to bring pleasure to so many guys and to have a partner who thinks s I do and not just allows it, but encourages it. More males would find happy relationships if they did-Xianized their relationships and separated the sex from the Love; they are not the synonyms religious dogmatists have been made out to be.

I’m with you, hate condoms but a fuck is a fuck when it comes to bottoming, but as a top I just can’t, will go soft very quickly.

Captain is a rank, not a job title, in this context. Sisko was indeed promoted from Commander to Captain during the run of the series. Admirals sometimes command ships, but that does not make them the ship's "Captain" any more than Sisko being the commanding officer of the Defiant made him "Captain" until he was promoted to that rank.

Went Friday evening prepare for a queue 30-40’ it was about the same length when I arrived (10pm) and when I departed (3am) They are running at 50% so being very strict on one in one out When inside it didn’t feel empty or packed but it sure has changed A major change throughout is new surfaces, all wipe down and decently clean; pretty much all the vinyl cushions are gone, the new surface is a little slippery but nothing like how hilariously slippery the cushions in the video area would become. layout is otherwise basically unchanged except (and here is the clincher) all the private rooms upstairs are now pay to access, and the few open spaces for spontaneous orgies are now locked up too. Most-all the upstairs cubicle doors still open out, never really conducive to a guy/s wanting to leave the door open and inviting. The result is most milling is limited to the saunas, cinema, the dark spaces, and showers - given how many rooms were empty new bar area is pretty nice. They might have solved the leaking pipes upstairs but, while it’s great to have a/c up there now, it is now the merchant of leaks. GH cubicles are still there, although with few pvt places they get adopted for extended rendezvous. sorry to say the smell is still present in the cinema/darkroom passage. a big +1 - facilities in the bathrooms seem very good - douch hoses - finally! the staff have lovely new uniforms 🤷‍♂️ The crowd seemed pretty anxious, a mate remarked when returning to a sex club in nyc how it felt really weird and I think this place gave off similar vibes; just kinda weird. Upshot was a lot more chatting and social than I remember for this venue, and a lot more flirting - that was pretty fun too. crowd was centered on 30’s demographic with very few younger extending to more older. Honestly I felt like a letcherous uncle at times - not a good feeling for a night of fun. Shockingly large number of guys rocking great bods despite 18 months of COVID-crap - bastards every one of them 🙂 for me, I might be done with pleasuredrome, they had excellent masseuses so maybe that will get me back. it’s a mistake to think it is like vault or union, and pleasuredrome will change when limit on numbers goes - but I think I’ll hold out for vault/sbn/cumunion next time. anyhoe evening weather is looking awesome today so I think some quality time exploring the Heath would be good.

I've always had a thing Middle Eastern/Arab men. It started in college for me. The University I attended in the USA had a large Middle Eastern Studies Department. So there were a lot of Arab students on campus. They were super masculine and str8. But, when they were drunk, a male hole to get them off was easier for them to find, than female. I learned quickly that they only saw me as a way to get off. And I was always happy to be that hole for them to use. Over the years I have had some very romantic and sensual relationships with gay Arab men. One from Iran. One from Egypt. Several Syrian men. And several Turkish men. Those dark, hairy Arab chests are a huge turn on for me. The Turks I've played with are the hairiest men I've ever seen. At one point in my life, I owned a home accessory store. There were several straight Turkish rug and Turkish antique dealers that would flirt with me as a way to close a sale with me. It was a turn on. And I do have to say it worked. When these handsome, charming, super masculine guys were flirting with me, then offer to fuck me or to let me suck them off, it was always so hot. I'm sure they came on to their female clients as well. It seemed like just a rule of business with them. For the past 10 years, my job took me to Europe a lot. In London and Amsterdam I stayed in hotels in parts of town with huge Arab populations. Finding sex with Arab men was really easy. The encounters were normally very quick. And they'd usually be very clear that there would be no kissing, nor would they get fucked or suck me. I was there strictly to get them off. And I'm totally fine with that. they were normally very aggressive and could be on the rough side. Which I really like. I enjoyed being in a submissive role with these dominant str8 arabs.

Thanks for the follow mate. Hundreds more pics and vids of me on www.twitter.com/jonny4dad

Definitely into it here. The thought of my potent swimmers claiming a dude or his claiming me is beyond hot.

Damn I wish I lived closer to Columbus. 🙂 I'd knock you up any day, son.

God I'd love a guy I'm rutting to be begging me to breed them and knock them up, to swell them with my young.

Very into it. Finding breeders who are as into it is challenging. The best connection I've found so far is in England. His hunger and drive to impregnate is close to my own need to be impregnated. Wish there was someone like him in my city.

You have a hot ass - I bet you're in a lot of guys' books whether you know it or not :)

Yeah I have to agree with the awkward years comment which I’ve experienced being almost 40 compared to when I was 18. When I was a teenager I had two of my neighbors fucking me, constant randoms pretty much on a regular, then there was also my parents tenant that had a freakishly enormous cock that would give it to me on a daily basis sometimes more than once and always blew these ridiculous thick loads. The way it started was when he caught me getting fucked and when the other guy ran away he walked around me and took over where the other guy left off. He wasn’t nice, wasn’t gentile but the exact opposite. He bent me over, pushed me down, kicking my legs apart and basically raped me raw while calling me a faggot slut, ignoring my screams and cries, rearranging my insides until he blew his load inside me. He pulled out his dick, pulled his pants back up and left me a hot mess like some dirty worthless street whore

Never matters to me! My hole is a cum dump and you take what you get. Any and all loads go in my hole!

I get off on the idea that my partner uses abortion as birth control.

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.

I've had luck in almost every major city in the USA and a number of places around the world. I have found that many of the hotels that require key access to elevators can be worked around by having the top wait until someone else gets on who is staying there and they can activate the elevator with their card - all the guy has to do then is punch in the floor. Some hotels have executive floors that require key access - I try not to stay on those, but once in a while it happens. If I find myself on one of those, I ask the top to get off on the floor below, find the stairs and walk up - they CANNOT lock the door to any floor from the stairs - it's against fire code. For the door, I do something that you might find useful - especially if I cannot simply jar the door slightly - some are SO heavy that they won't stay open. If that's the case, or if I'm at a sleazy motel (doors open to the outside), I always have a roll of 2 inch wide gaff tape and some extra old hotel key cards. Cover a couple of the key cards with the gaff tape so that they are completely covered. Then, lay them one at a time on the desk or table and take four strips of gaff tape that are much longer than the key cards and tape each card to two of the strips. Open the door to your room, and place one of the taped up key cards against the area of the door where the cut out holes/slots are for where the deadbolt slides into, etc. and cover them completely. At this point, you may be able to simply close the door, and it will just pull open and push closed easily with no fuss. If so, the door will look closed and locked, but will actually stay unlocked and tops can easily enter the room, dump their loads and then head out. I've attached some pics to illustrate... in this instance, I've only used one card and taped it to the metal area of the door jam. Other times, I've used a thickness of two cards; and still at other times, I've used both... one on the door jam, and the other taped over the deadbolt and other mechanism on the actual door to hold them back. The gaff tape is the BEST type of tape to use - it sticks to just about anything, holds really well, and will come off easily without making any marks or leaving any residue. It can be easily ordered off of Amazon.

Being fucked for years, since 14 to 20, by step grandfather. Was great

I have to be honest about this: while I find brother-brother sex a huge turn on and don’t really have an issue with it, I’m always concerned about parent-child relations (even though I often find stories about it a turn on and once seduced a fuckbud’s father at his request in order to facilitate his desire to have sex with his father). But my fuckbud was 20 or so when we first hooked up. The notion of an adult parent having sex with their minor child is an abuse of their role imho...and I say that as one who’s now quite envious of those who started their gay sex lives as teenagers. By way of example, my godson wanted me to fuck him when he was 14-15. I refused only to have him join me in the shower when he turned 16 (to fuck me). His boyfriend, it turned out, popped Che’s cherry a few weeks after I refused (he’s almost four years older than Che) In the last year or so, my godson and his boyfriend had a threesome, replete with gear, with Che’s younger brother as their present for his 14th birthday.

I was horny as hell and hit one of the hookup apps to see if anyone was around. I got a few connections but mostly talk and I could tell they were going no where. I was horny and told them so. I told them I wanted to breed ass etc. First guy blocked me when I told him what I wanted. Good, I hate wasting time on BS. Second said only safe. No thanks. I delete. I only fuck bare and breed deep. Third guy says "breed me daddy" "as much as you want". I tell him I'm horned up and want ass and want to fuck and breed him. He agrees and says he is ready and waiting. He is not too far away I'm driving onto his street in no time. He meets me outside. He is a bearish guy probably in his 30's and has that hungry look. I follow him to his basement room. Its messy in there but I'm only looking for ass. We take our clothes off and he proceeds to suck my cock. I'm hard and dripping. He loves the taste. He sucks my cock and balls and licks lower between my legs. He is playing with his cock. I tell him I want his ass and it makes him groan. He turns around and I am fingering his hole and playing with it. Lube it up and slide inside. I am horny and don't have time for too much foreplay. As I get deeper inside him we both moan and groan. It feels so warm inside. Smooth and silky. We get down to really fucking..I am pushing in and he is pushing back at me. Both of us lost in the feeling. He says "breed me daddy I know you need it." I shove my cock deep inside and push and pull until I feel my cum splattering his insides. My cock does not get soft and I am still pumping in and out. It feels so good and wet inside. He squeezes his hole around my cock and I spasm again. He is so happy to draw 2 loads out of me. I slowly pull out and he is on my dick in a second. He is licking my cock and cleaning it all off. Tasting my cum and his ass at the same time. I love when a guy does that. It gets me hard again. He sucks me for awhile and I tell him to turn around so I can bang his hole again. He is all for it. He turns around and spreads his cheeks. I shove my dick inside him doggie style and we are fucking . My cock deep inside. He is pushing back and I am pushing forward. Eventually, I shoot another load deep inside. We both move apart and lay on the bed for a minute. I feel so much better with empty balls. He feels soo much better with a full ass. I get up and get dressed. Quick good bye and I am out the door and driving away. I love when I can find a connection and get what I need most... I need it daily. BH

Hardly a porn star, more like a porn tourist, but... I did a scene for Triga here in the UK. On the DVD 'Fucking Gangsters - Extra Dealings', opening 60-minute scene. Watersports, group sex, licking feet and trainers/sneakers, fucking and ending with me being bukkake'd. The fucking wasn't bareback, but kinda faked in the edit to look like it... Did a couple of other scenes for some obscure pay-per-view sites, but they never went anywhere. The Triga one I did get recognised from for a while - Triga sells widely in Europe - which was cool. That was a few years ago. I'd do porn again in a heartbeat, especially if it was bareback porn. A TIM scene would be ideal, but probably I'm out of age range by now. Anyway, for fun, here's two screen caps of the Triga scene where I'm being fucked and pissed on!

A New Chapter Months have passed since Logan's father settled his major debt with he local drug dealer; trading his son for drugs. Since then Logan has learned to adapt to his situation. He has become a very valuable working boy to his captors. He makes deliveries to clients and services those that pay for his ass. He is totally addicted to drugs and spend half the time high. * * * * * Elliott was a freshman in college. He was your typical jock, frat boy type. He was in spring break with a group of his frat brother's to San Diego. One night they decided to venture across the border to Mexico. They wandered from bar to bar. As they were walking through the streets Elliott got separated from the group. Elliott was drunk and lost in Tijuana, Mexico. That's when he was noticed by a the local drug dealer. They had a plan for this young, good looking guy. They followed the young teen into one of tbs local Cantinas. They struck up a conversation with the inebriated teen. They leaned that although he had a girlfriend he was quite the player. He even knocked up a girl back in his home town. The only reason they weren't married was the fact that she was to drunk to remember who she had sex with that night. Elliott was fed more booze and eventually slipped something that would knock him out fit at least 12 hours. They threw him I the trunk of their car and if they went. * * * * * Logan and his gifter were woken up by the man in charge. They were told to be ready for fresh meat that was about to arrive. They had special plans for him and needed their help. Once the two were more awake and cleaned up they were taken into the main bedroom where they found Elliott tired yup and still unconscious. They were given instructions once he was awake he was to be slammed higher than god, then fucked and converted. Once he was nice and poz he was to be released back in the states to spread the bug to unsuspecting girls. As they fixed a special slam as Elliott laid there with enough Tina the unsuspecting jock wouldn't be and to remember their faces they had an idea to add drive of their blood to the mix. This, along with the fucking, would leave Elliott HIV positive and not even aware of his status. They undressed Elliott as he laid there before him on the bed. They didn't have to wait long before Elliott began to stir. Before he had a chance to know where he was or what was about to hasten to him. They fixed the tourniquet on his arm, found a good vein and as he stated to figure out he was naked with two other naked guys the needle was slipped into his vein and emptied. Elliott coughed out hard as he was experiencing his first taste of Tina. With the rush he was unable to focus his eyes as he heard a ringing I his ears. They had him totally fucked up as Logan began to feed Elliott his cock and his gifter administered Logan's small slam then his own slam. They knew with these small slams they could fuck for hours and repeatedly fill his straight ass with their charged seed. Elliott was so fucked up (and now very horny) that he quickly became a willing participant as he hungrily slurped on the cock in his mouth as Logan's gifter started to work his virgin ass. As he licked and munched on Elliott fresh as he knew that it was only a matter of time before he'd be depositing his dirty load inside the drugged up jock. When Elliott's hole had just enough lube Elliott's gifter moved in for the 'kill'. He wasn't gentle as he rammed the full length of his uncut cock drop inside Elliott's neg hole. He fucked away ass rough as he could making sure that Elliott would have done idea of what happened. As Logan was getting his cock primed for fucking his gifter deposited the first load of poz cum. They quickly changed positions and now it was Logan's turn to fuck a load into the straight boys hole. With he priming that Elliott had done with his mouth Logan couldn't hold back as he quickly and emphatically pounded into Elliott's ass. He grunted out as he filled Elliott's ass with a huge load. Elliott's ass was then worked over with dildos of various sizes as the two tops recovered so that they could deliver another load. They made sure to drive the poz cum already inside the drugged up jock as they kissed and sucked each other back to hardness. The converting of Elliott continued once they were hard again. This went on for nearly a day and a half. In that time Elliott was kept high enough that when they were all done he was ready to be stored off near the U.S. border where they knew he'd find his way home.