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Chapter 4: The Birth of a Pig Chase pulled his hand out of my mouth, and I looked up at him needing more. I was lost having become officially his, and I didn't want to return back into my own being. I loved having my choice, agency, and self taken away. It was the most comforting feeling I had ever experienced. Chase pulled me up. "I'm going to get something, and I need you to be patient. If you're good, I'll reward with you with such pleasure that ends in a gift that you will never forget." I didn't know what Chase meant, but I loved the sound of it. "Okay. Anything you want, Chase." "Lucas, I need your complete trust. You can't freak out, or question me no matter what. I need you to hand everything over to me. If you can do this, I can set you free. What do you say? This sounded terrifying because I had no idea what Chase had in mind. What was I doing? Who was I? Just a few hours ago I was a heteronormative male who was excited to move to Vermont. I thought it would be a great place to find a down-to-earth girl, marry her, and start a family. And yet here I was with another guy's cum in my hair, and a deep desire to become something other than myself. While it was terrifying, a different path was being dangled in front of me, and I knew I couldn't walk away from it. "I'm yours." Chase smiled, "I knew you couldn't say no. I know what you need more than anyone else." He was right. "Now, I have to go downstairs and get something, and I need you to be a good boy and wait here. Remember, don't go back into your head. Stay here with me in this moment. You don't think, just do." Chase quickly put his clothes back on and walked toward the door. Before he left he turned to me and said, "No thinking." When Chase closed the door, I rushed to the window to see where he was going. Maybe I could figure out what he was getting. I saw him walk out ground floor door, walk a few doors over. There was a homeless man sitting on a stoop, and Chase stopped to say something to him. What was happening? Why was Chase talking to this filthy, cracked out guy? I watched as Chase gave the homeless man some money, and in return the man gave Chase a bag. Holy shit! Did Chase just buy drugs off some random dude living the street!?!? Fuck. What had I gotten myself into. My heart was beating so hard it felt like my eyes might pop out of my head. As Chase turned around, to walk back toward my apartment, he glanced up at the window and shot me his beautiful smile. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What do I do? Should I lock the door, take a shower, crawl into bed, and pretend like this never happened. Or do I do what felt so right, and follow Chase's commands. I sunk down onto the couch, paralyzed by my conflicting thoughts. I heard the door open, and in walked Chase. "Lucas, I see what you're doing." Chase walked over to me and sat down. He grabbed my face so I was looking right into eyes. "I told you to stop thinking. There is nothing to consider. You have no choice here but to submit." He pulled me in to a deep kiss. My mouth opened and his tongue entered. My mind went blank, and that intoxicating feeling swept over me again. I pulled Chase toward me, and he wrapped his big arms around me and pulled me into his wide chest. I was gone. "This is your new life, Lucas. By the end of tonight, you'll be so far gone, you can't go back. I'm going to make you into a cum dump pig, and you're going to beg me to do it. You're going to love it. Now, I need you to come to the end of the couch and climb on all fours." I didn't blink. I got up, and pushed my ass into the air. Chase went into my kitchen. I could hear him opening up drawers and doors. I heard him walk back over to me, and I felt Chase rub something cold onto my ass. Then I felt an object being pressed against my ass. "Push out like you're going to take a shit." Suddenly the object popped into my ass. I heard Chase open up a water bottle, and began to pour it into what I now realized was funnel. "Now you're going to hold this water in you for 10 seconds, and you're going to position yourself over this bowl. Then I want you to release the water." What was happening? "Here we go." I felt full, but just when I thought I was going to explode, I felt Chase put the bowl against my ass. I positioned myself so I was over it, and I released. "Good," said Chase. He walked into the bathroom, and I heard him empty the contents into the toilet and flush. We did that several more times. Chase rubbed my back affectionately and said, "Now you're ready. Lucas, do you trust me? Are you willing to become a part of me?" No thinking. "Yes. Fuck yes." Again, I felt Chase apply lube onto my virgin hole, and slowly insert a finger into me. He slowly pushed it all the way into me, and twisted it. At first it hurt, and then I remembered I wasn't supposed to think. So I went blank, and my ass opened up for him. Then the pain turned to pleasure. He slowly withdrew his finger. I heard him rustling with a plastic bag. "This is beginning of your new life, Lucas." I felt a sharp pain, and realized that Chase was sliding whatever was in that bag into my ass. Wow, that was a burning I couldn't ignore. Wow. "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed. "Just sit with it. It will dissipate. Give it a minute." Suddenly, the fire died down, and a rush like I've never felt came over me. And in that moment, I was no longer Lucas. My identity was gone. All I could think about was my hole. I couldn't stop opening it. I couldn't stop thinking about how much I needed my hole to be filled with anyone, or anything. Fuck! It was incredible. "Chase, please flood my hole. Fuck. Please. Fuck. I need it so bad. Oh my fucking god. Please, Chase." "Welcome, pig. Now that you're awake, it's time to set you free."

When I came home after my first semester at college the first night home I went to a house party at my friend Jennas house. When everyone cleared out or was passed out, her Dad came down to see if everyone was safe and sound. He was always very nice and friendly to me. He told me that I didn’t have to sleep on that couch and insisted that I stay in the spare bedroom. As we got in the room he began asking me about college life and if I did any wild experimenting. I was fucked up and said sort of as I turned red. He got really curious and wouldn’t leave it alone until I told him. I said I’ll tell you but you can’t tell anyone. I took a deep breath and said well I started cross dressing like a dirty street whore, sucking cock, swallowing loads and letting just about anyone wreck my hole and breed me, making a name for myself as Debbie do anything. When I looked up at him he had this huge smile on his face, looking at me with lust and had this huge bulge that was dying to pop out of his sweat pants. He said don’t worry Debbie your secret is safe with me. I began undressing down to my panties and fishnets that I was wearing underneath. I got down on my knees as he spread his knees, as I pulled down his sweat pants I began stroking his enormous 10” cock. I smiled and said wow you’re fucking huge. He smiled and began rubbing the head of his cock on my lips before pushing it in. As I felt him swelling, getting rock hard and throbbing in my mouth he told me to shut the door and get on the bed. He took me by total surprise as he fucked the life out of me numerous times, feeding me some loads and flooding my hole with others. I’m surprised no one heard us. After a few rounds I went outside to smoke a cigarette. He followed me out, as I was smoking on the side of the house he pulled my pants down and began finger fucking me he asked me how would I feel being owned by Daddy. I moaned fuck I would absolutely love that, he was getting such satisfaction watching me squirm. He then told me that he wanted to hear just how bad I wanted it. I began moaning and begging for it, till he ripped my pants off and buried his fat cock deep inside me. As he was wrecking my hole I moaned and talked dirty to him just how much I was loving it. I loved when he would whore me out to his friends and total strangers than use me after they were done with me. I’d moan like a whore in heat yassss Daddy you own me, this is your pussy, fuck me deeper, fuck me harder, I want your cum inside me, show me how much you love me with that massive throbbing cock. Right before he was about to cum he would jack hammer my hole as I moaned yessss oh fuck yessss just like that Daddy, it feels so fucking good. After he blew his load I’d lick his dripping cock clean. He’d tell me what a good whore I am and how happy I make Daddy. I’d giggle and say thank you Daddy I just love you so much and love every second that we spend together. He worked my hole to the point that it was a perfect fit for his huge horse cock. The first time that he gave it to me without lube,drilled me with zero remorse and I was able to take it with ease literally shocked me. I was so proud of myself at that moment, I laughed and said holy fuck Daddy you made a mess of my hole. He smiled and replied I just broke you in now you’re perfect.

CH2 Alec woke up in a bed he was not familiar with, freaking out he tossed the sheets off. The memories of what he had did the other day coming back. He actually let a HIV positive man not only fuck him, but also cum in him, like 3 times. And he also drank piss? The worst part about this is that a part of him, enjoyed this. He shook his head and gets up, walking out of the room, not realizing he was naked. He had to just leave, he couldn't risk catching a bug. The city boy was able to make it to the kitchen before he felt big strong arms wrap around him from behind. "Awww well look who we have here, a cute little doe has wandered onto our ranch." Alec blushes and looks back, this guy had to have been at least 6'8, 240 pounds of a mostly muscular dad bod, and had a big ol lumber jack beard. Alec tried to not get turned on but both the appearance of the man, his warmth, and the fact that he had probably just finished working outside due to his scent, it all just turned him on, his tiny little cock got rock hard. The man smirks and leans down, kissing Alec on the neck. "So you're the boy that Kanan brought in, said you were finding work? Well Im Giralt, the owner of this here ranch. And me and the other men have been a bit pent up, due to us not being able to fuck anyone we want due to our gifts. So, we needed to hire a cute little bug chaser such as yourself to be our little cumdump." Alec's eyes widen. "Y...you're all poz? Wait hold on, I'm not a bug chaser! I uh, it was just a misunderstanding." Giralt chuckles and spanks Alec's ass, causing him to yelp and then moan softly. "Really? Well you already have 3 of Kanan's toxic loads swimming in your stomach, as well as drinking 5 of them down your throat as well as his piss? You may have the cutsie and innocent exterior but deep down you're a bug chasing pig" Giralt then exposes his cock, it was somehow bigger than Kanan's. He lines it up with Alec's hole. Alec tried to escape Giralt's grasp, but couldn't. Giralt then penetrates him all the way, but doesn't start pounding? Giralt chuckles and then says. "I have the most potent load here, guranteed to make you poz. So until you're certain you're a bug chaser or not, I wont poz you. Just need to put my dick somewhere warm for a bit while I-" Alec then feels something warm inside of him, Giralt was pissing inside of him. His eyes widen from how weird it felt at first but then he began to moans as it filled him completely. Giralt pulls out and sticks a buttplug into Alec to keep it inside of him. Alec then drops to his knees, looking at the cock that was just in him. He gives it a lick. Giralt smirks and lets Alec lick it. "Oh so piss turns you on too? Well I guess the boys here would love not only a place to dump all their toxic cum but also a public urinal. You naughty little pig." Giralt then thrusts his cock into Alec's mouth, face fucking him. His balls slap against Alec's chin. After about 30 minutes of this, and nearly dislocating Alec's jaw, Giralt announced "Im about to cum. Where do you want this load?" Alec pants, his pig side taking over. He takes out the buttplug, emptying the piss out of him. "I...I want you to breed me..." Giralt chuckles evilly. "Mmmm, I could do that, turn you into a little poz slut right now. But, not today, not when the request comes from being horny in the moment. I want your sexy little ass, waking me up and begging for me to poz you up. It'll be much sweeter that way". Alec blushes and looks away. "But, I need something in my ass...I need it" Giralt chuckles. "Well, I could fuck you a little, but then pull out when Im about to cum" Alec nods quickly and spreads his legs. Giralt chuckles "You might be getting pretty close to being the perfect breeding pig, I might be able to poz you in the near future" Giralt then penetrates Alec's ass, pounding into him roughly. Alec starts losing his mind, moaning like crazy. The two men kiss deeply as Giralt's highly toxic rod buried itself deeper and deeper into Alec's guts. Giralt managed to hold on for an impressive amount of time in Alec's soft, tight, breeding bitch boy ass, about an hour, causing Alec to cum like crazy. He then says "Im gonna cum, better let me pull out or I might have to breed you." Alec then screams out. "Dont pull out! Im nearly cumming again!" He wraps his legs around Giralt. Giralt chuckles and smirks. "Okay then, looks like im gonna have to breed you then,,," He then thrusts even harder, with the sole intention to breed Alec with his toxic cum, making sure to try and cause some tearing inside so the virus could try to take in easier. He wraps his hands around Alec's neck, choking him as they bred together. And eventually, Giralt pumps a huge and sticky toxic load into Alec. Alec moans and looks up at Giralt. "M...more,,, Give me more poz cum,,," Giralt smirks and picks up Alec. "You're lucky that im the only one on the ranch right now boy, because that means I wont have to share you yet. We'll keep fucking some more." He then takes him to the bed room. Alec is lied on the bed, he looks up to Giralt. "So, what happens if your loads dont poz me?" He asks curiously. Giralt then chuckles. "Then I have a last solution if both my cum and the twins cum don't work. Don't worry your sweet little head, Im sure you'll enjoy it if we have to get to that point" Giralt then starts to finger Alec's ass, scraping the inside of it with his fingernails, then proceeding to fuck him again, kissing him on the cheek. "Good boy, you made the right decision coming here."

Here’ s my first ever story, let me know if it’s worth continuing. I grew up sheltered. Good christian family, I didn’t cuss, didn’t drink, and went to church every time the doors were opened. I always a good boy until my neighbor seduced e. That’s a story for another time. This story is how I became a cumdump. I had been with my partner for over 10 years and the sex had dried up. I loved him, he was a good man but we stopped having sex. He was considerably older and I was tired of my hand. I had a bff who was a bit of s slut visiting parks, bookstores, etc. Jack told me about meeting guys online I had never been very tech savvy so immediately I dismissed this notion. But I kept getting hornier and I thought, I could get online, chat anonymously and explore my pent up desires in a safe way. One weekend the bf was out of town and I decided to download the app. I filled out the profile but left the picture blank. I enjoyed looking at the other pics especially when I saw a couple of guys I knew through other friends. I was a little hesitant with a cute African American guy sent me a message. We chatted for an hour. He really wanted to meet and after looking at his pics of his 8” cock, I got more curious. Well that night the angel on my shoulder won out. The very next night, the last night before my bf got home, I let the devil win. So, I neglected to tell you about myself. I am 38, 5’9, with a few extra pounds around the mid section I would like to lose, with reddish-blonde hair and green eyes. I had always gotten attention from guys and girls. Everyone from grandmas to younger college aged girls would notice me throughout most of my 20’s and 30’s. But I had put on a few pounds, started aging just a bit and was feeling less than hot. Well this 22 year old kid was interested. He had convinced me to snap a few cock and ass pics. My 6.5 cock looked good in the pic but it was my bubble ass that really got his attention. Cody was tall, slender, and cute in a boyish way with glasses and a backwards ball cap on his head. He had a man sized 8” thick cock which really captured my attention. After just chatting and exchanging pics the nite before, Saturday night was more intense. He was basically begging to meet me just to see me in person. I was completely flattered and agreed but swore there would be no physical contact. He sent his location a local grocery store parking lot, I had never done anything like this and was literally shaking. I wanted to meet somewhere public and safe. When I drove up to his car, I could tell Cody was just as cute as his picture with a sweet smile and a horny glint. We chatted for a little bit then he came up with a suggestion, if I wasn’t ready to fuck, couldn’t we just jerk each other off ? My dick was rock hard and I thought if I just jerked off that wasn’t really cheating was it? I agreed to get in the car with Cody but only to jerk off . I told him we could watch each other but no touching, I don’t know how I was able to maintain that position but I did. Even when Cody undid his pants and let out his beautiful cock. It looked thicker and longer than the pics. I was sweating and fumbled to get my cock out. Cody complimented me but begged me to turn around so he could see my ass. We had gone around behind a building just a few blocks from the store and a gentle rain had started to fall. No one was around but us. It was a little awkward but I managed to get up in the seat on my knees and turn so my ass was facing him. I wiggled out of my shorts and boxer briefs, and heard Cody take in a small breath. He was loving my ass. We went on jerking and looking and describing what we wanted to do to each other until I heard Cody say “Shit IM gonna cum!” I watched his cock tighten and jerk in his hand, followed by rope after rope of creamy thick goo. He shot all the way onto my side. I don’t know why but I scooped it up and used it as lube to finish my self off. I was so excited but quickly began to get scared and regretful. Cody told me how hot that had been but that he had to touch my cock and ass. I let him rub his hands on my ass and felt his finger exploring my hole. It was more than I could take and I said I really had to go. I jerked off two more times that night and couldn’t stop thing about Cody and his big cock. My bf returned. I erased the app and all went back to “normal”. Until Leo, my bf who had lost interest in sex had to go out of town again about a month later. I tried to resist the urge but there was a full moon and before I knew it I had downloaded the app again. I chatted with a few guys even got one of my acquaintances to send some pics, kinda disappointing actually. Then I got a message from Cody. He had been looking for me and couldn’t stop thinking about my ass. I was too horny to fight and I sent him my address. I showered, got some lube, condoms and poppers from the chest of drawers. I wasn’t even sure we still had some. Leo was old enough that he had lived thru the AIDS crisis in the 80’s and 90’s. He insisted we get tested when we first got together and that we always used condoms, even though we were monogamous for 10 years. Once as a teen my neighbor who had seduced me tried to put his 6” cock in me but neither of had a clue about anything and he didn’t even get the tip in. I had never done anything else close to bareback. I was completely 1,000,000 Xs against it. Except I had been watching Jeff Palmer movies which had kept me hooked. So here I was with a young guy with s big dick and I was so full of insecurities. Cody came in we kissed, sucked - I couldn’t believe I could get most of his cock in my mouth. I ‘m a good cocksucker and I made Cody whimper. He actually asked me to stop so he wouldn’t cum too soon. We both knew his cock was getting my ass tonite. After exchanging blow jobs, Cody moved down to my taint and then my ass. I was writhing in lust and excitement as his tongue swirled around my tight hole and then darted in and out. I couldn’t believe it when he really started getting in deep. I was ready, I just needed to take a hit of my poppers. I knew he was bigger than my bf or basically most cocks I had had before. I took a hit, tried to relax and felt Cody’s cock head pushing against my opening. The rim job and the poppers did their job and my ass opened up and then it felt full. It hurt at first but Cody said to wait, he pulled out and re- entered and it wasn’t was painful. He slowly added pressure and I felt it continue to push into me. It wasn’t long until I felt him hit my g spot but he kept going deeper. Finally Cody was all the way in and he just stopped and told me to breathe. After a minute I was relaxed enough where he could start to pull out then push back in. This continued for awhile and with his gentleness and the poppers I realized I was taking this bbc pretty well. He started to speed up and pullout and repeat. He encouraged me to arch my back, and he would shake my ass cheeks and I could feel myself adjusting to this big hard tube sliding into me faster and faster. I knew I loved it and was so excited to feel it, to hear it, to know this kid was into fucking me. As Cody got closer, I could hear a change in his breath. He was pumping fast now, in and out and my ass was automatically squeezing around his cock. Cody suddenly pulled out, pulled off the condom and before I knew what happened, he was shoving it into me raw. I could feel his cock tighten and spasm inside me and knew his cum was flooding my ass. I was angry, scared and somehow more turned on than I had ever been. I never said a word, neither did he except a thanks. Hr then got up, got dressed and was on his way out. I just layer there on the couch with hid massive load dripping out. I couldn’t sleep and was full of anxiety but also pure lust. I couldn’t believe but somehow I felt like I had discovered what I wanted, needed and knew considered before. I went from condoms only to a cumslut in a matter of minutes. Somehow I knew there were anonymous fucks, orgies in the park, gloryhole loads in my future. I knew a true whore had been born. well, I hope you enjoyed my first ever story . There are many more to tell. And they are all true, except for some names.

Since I am in county, the chance to find a guy to have sex with is not too much. However, on Sunday night this thirty years old roma beach life guard texted me. Last year we agreed on a meeting but he cancelled it. So, I had doubts. But he was very willing and I was horny. When I met him, I immediately felt that we had amazing sex. He was sexy, really handsome, nice and he had his aura around him was very special. He said he needed time at first meeting. We chatted and we started to sex about guys and sex, including dicks. Ha asked me to go in a short jogging without boxers letting my dick visible. I did it and I realised that he felt be forced to stare on my bulge. I pulled back the end of the short showing him my thick semi-hardon. Long story short, it was deep in his mouth soon. After it we were kissing much I explored his cock too and his amazing ass. I buried my face in and ate his hole. Although he said that he needed more time to be prepared in his mind, I didn’t care about it because I felt him and on his hole his hunger. I fucked him many times. In his kitchen, on the stairs, in the bathroom after a hot mutual ws. It was amazing when he opened his fridge’s door ti find something to drink and I pushed my cock in and fucked him right there. He asked me to fist him. His hole was stretching quickly. He sniffed medical gas, so he stayed lear but my hand had free way. My half forearm was inside him. His dick was continuously leaking. We did it long wit short breaks. Everything was amazing. After a while we both needed to end it. We were kissing then he started to suck me. Not much later and I turned back and we continued it in 69. His cock was rock hard an even bigger, so I turned back and unexpectedly sit on it and started a furious ride. He was surprised and horny. We were both close. He asked me if I had to piss. Said yes and he asked it into his mouth. He wanted to cum drinking my piss. Who am I to reject somebody’s request. I did it and he cummed a amount on his chest. When I finished with pissing, I started to clean his cock and chest. When enough jizz was in my mouth we continued with kissing. I asked him to finger me and say dirty things. I cummed soon covered both of our bodies.

Hey guys thank you so much for being patient with me. It's been crazy on this end. I think there will be one more chapter after this one. Hope I can write something to make this all worth the wait! Chapter 22 "As they say, the more the merrier" Hunter said welcoming the two into the bedroom. "Wasnt sure if you were gonna stay out there the whole time." As the two walked toward the bed, Greg shook his head. "Whats the use of coming to a fun party like this one if we're just gonna pair off? Especially with what we just walked into." He put his arm around Hunters waist and they shared a soft but deep kiss. Tyler stood nearby close to the bed. He could not stop staring at Casey with Ryan's thick cock inside him. He never even imagined that Casey would ever bottom for anyone. He seemed like a total top but this sight was incredibly hot. "Hey" Casey said to Tyler. They looked at each other and Casey smiled something dopey, a smile Tyler hadnt seen before. "Hey. You look...happy." "Yeah." Something changed in Casey's face. "Is this ok?" Casey had only just now realized that Tyler might be upset or jealous seeing another guy fucking him. Something about Tylers stiff cock told him that he might be fine with it. "Yeah its fine. It's,...kinda...hot." Ryan was watching this interaction and had the desire to see the two of them fuck. He thrust himself balls deep into Casey again after hearing Tylers response. He wanted Tyler to see how hot a bottom Casey was. Casey obliged, arching his back and moaning as he felt Ryan hitting those spots again. Tyler grabbed his cock and began to stroke as he watched them. He noticed that Caseys hard cock was pulsing with each thrust. "You want a turn?" Tyler looked up from Caseys cock to Ryan who was offering the new bottoms hole to him. "Actually," Casey jumped in before Tyler could respond, "why dont you..." Casey grabbed his hard cock and held it up so it pointed to the ceiling. Both Tyler and Ryan knew what Casey meant. Tyler climbed up and stood on the bed and straddled Casey. He squatted down and soon enough felt the head of Caseys cock at his hole. Ryan had the perfect angle as he pulled slightly out of Casey so that he could see the boy he was fucking penetrate Tyler. Just as Tylers hole opened to accept Casey, several drops of cum dripped from inside Tyler onto Casey. "Oh fuck thats a cummy hole isnt it?" Ryan looked over at Hunter and Greg. "You cum in this boy?" The two men had broken their kiss when they felt the bed sink when Tyler stepped up onto it. Both replied "Yeah." Tyler paused and looked up. He knew Greg had cum inside him, but when had Hunter? Hadn't they taken a break before either got off? He looked up at Hunter as if to ask, "Really?" Hunter just nodded and smiled. Somehow that knowledge just got him even hornier and pushed him further down faster on Caseys cock. The sensation of Ryans thick cock fucking him now combined with the feeling of Tylers cum flooded wet hole around his cock, not to mention the high that he was still riding, was beyond the pleasure he thought capable for any human. If there could be such a thing as too much pleasure, he thought maybe this was it. And he hadnt even cum yet. Tyler didnt need any warm up time riding Caseys cock. He went straight to slamming himself onto the cock he was becoming more and more familiar with which was sliding in and out of him. Both the boys could feel the way Hunter and Gregs loads were lubing up both the hole and the cock inside it. They moaned into each others mouths as Tyler bent down to kiss Casey. Ryan had pushed himself balls deep into Casey and just let the two do all the work. Without moving much his cock was getting worked on just fine. He was staring at Tylers hole which was exposed to him more clearly now that he was making out with Casey. He had an idea. He looked over at Hunter and Greg and realized that he was so caught up in the two boys in front of him that he didnt notice how they got into the position they were in. Chris was kneeling on the floor taking both mens huge cocks in his mouth trying to suck them both at the same time while the men were making out. Hunter locked in the kiss had his eyes open and noticed Ryan looking their way. He recognized the look on Ryans face. The look that said "I'm thinking of something thats probably a little fucked up." He broke the kiss with Greg. He wanted to help or be part of whatever depravity Ryan had thought up. "You wanna take over?" Greg was definitely back to full hardness after his break since he fucked Tyler so he was more than ready to find himself inside Chris. "Oh yeah." Chris wasnt paying much attention to what was going on around him. He was loving this feeling of having two cocks in his mouth at once. His back was turned to the action on the bed thought he could hear the slapping of flesh and the moans that escaped out of mouths locked together. So when Hunter pulled out of his mouth, he looked up in disappointment. He locked eyes with Greg who smiled at him. Chris remembered how cared for he felt when he was last at Hunters house. "Get onto your back. I love seeing your face when I'm inside you." Chris hadnt cum yet but he knew that Greg would get him there. He stood up and laid on his back on the bed, shifting his body angle by putting his head on one of the pillows by the headboard. "How about you flip around so your head is the other way." Chris turned himself around so that his head was closer to the foot of the bed. He didnt really know why Greg wanted him this way but he didnt really care if it meant feeling this man inside him again. What Greg didnt say was that he wanted to see what the other guys were going to do. Why stare at the headboard when he could be watching the other guys fuck? He climbed up onto the bed and grabbed one of the pillows to put under Chris' ass. "Oooohhhh" both moaned as Greg slowly penetrated Chris for the first time this day. "That hole is just as good as I remember it." Chris smiled and let his moan say everything he needed to. That and the way he squeezed Gregs cock. Chris felt movement to his side but was too caught up in the pleasure. Greg saw the other four guys moving but hadnt been paying attention to what was going to happen. But he was starting to put it all together when he saw Hunter walk to the other side of the bed and put a band around Tylers arm. "Just try to keep still," he told Tyler. Greg pushed all the way deep into Chris and bent down to kiss the boy. He knew not to shake the bed while Tyler got his slam. "What are you doing?" Hunter realized that Tyler was the only one who hadnt been slammed and didnt even know what it was. Chris really hadnt told him anything about the time he came over alone. But before Hunter could respond to try to calm Tylers nerves, Casey did instead. "Just go with it. It feels good. Trust me." Tyler looked at him, surprised that the guy who had never smoked before this day was telling him that this needle was a good idea. "Youve done this before?" "Well yeah like just before you came in here. It's amazing. Just hold on." Tyler wasnt sure how this was going to go but he looked at Casey who looked normal but even happier than usual. He nodded but didnt say anything. That was all Hunter needed. He took hold of Tylers arm and found a vein. Tyler felt the prick of the needle but kept his focus on Casey who he could feel was hard inside of him as he reassured him. Ryan was behind him rubbing his back with both hands. Just as suddenly as Tyler felt the needle, he felt Hunter pull the band from his arm and raise it above his head. A pregnant pause followed and for the length of that time that seemed much longer than it really was, all four men thought that it wasnt working. But sure enough, the coughing killed that thinking as Tylers body shook. The only word he could get out as he coughed uncontrollably was "What.....what....what...." Ryan reached around Tyler and held him to try to calm the boy as best he could whispering behind him, "Thats it. Just ride it out. Youre good. Let it feel good. We're right here with you." Ryan looked down at Casey whose eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Oh fuck, Ty" he moaned. Tylers hole was having its own set of convulsions as it pumped on Caseys cock and gave him a sensation he had never felt fucking Tyler or anyone else before. "That hole...fuck...I'm close Ty." As if those were the magic words, Tylers coughing fit became something else. Tylers eyes were wide open as he had his breath back but still couldnt put into words what he was feeling. He looked deep into Caseys eyes and milked the cock inside him, riding it furiously the same way he was riding the high coursing through him. "Fuck Ty oh fuck fuck fuck." Caseys whole body started bucking up as his cum shot through his cock and blasted deep into Tyler. This was the hardest and longest cum of Caseys life and it just kept cumming, his body shaking without end, each convulsion marking another rope into Tyler. This created a chain reaction as Caseys hole milked another load out of Ryan who the entire time just held his cock deep in the boy without moving it. "Holy..." was all he could get out as he felt the cum shoot through his cock deep into the boy. He needed something to steady him and grabbed Tylers shoulders pushing him further down on Caseys cock. Tyler was moaning as Caseys bucking was also causing his cock to hit the bottom's spot over and over and over again. Eventually Caseys orgasm slowed and his convulsions became tremors. He started laughing at how intense and long that was. "Holy shit Ty that was amazing." He pulled Ty down for a deep kiss. "Oh my fuck" Ryan said looking at Hunter as he finally caught his breath. "Damn that was so hot boys" Hunter was still on their side of the bed watching and stroking his cock. But this was not the way he wanted to cum again. He wanted to make sure that his loads were always shooting into holes. "You boys up for more?"

Part 10 We chilled together on the bed until noon, kissing, cuddling, just loving being with each other. We talked about last night and I showed him various vids I had taken on my phone. He loved every second of them. The slut. I came to realize that even though we weren't really hungry, we really needed to eat something. Thankfully there was that big truck stop close by. I also came to realize that Colt didn't have any appropriate clothes to go in since I had destroyed his shirt and jeans. Now, I could have just gotten some take out, but I really wanted to try my luck with Colt at the truck stop. Truckers are notoriously horny and most wouldn't pass up a free hole to unload in. So I decided I needed to go get Colt something to wear. Since he couldn't come with me, I decided he needed to be tied down to the bed while I was away. Being the slut that he is, he did not object to being tied down. (Of course I didn't tell him I would be leaving him) So I quickly had him tied spread eagle on the bed with clamps on his nipples. I pulled the fat plug out of his hole which caused him to whimper a bit. "What's the matter? Is the bitches little pussy sore?" I mocked him. "Yeah, a little." He said. "Well I'm not surprised. Does it hurt bad? Like you're injured?" I asked. "Naw, not that bad, it just aches." "Well good." I whispered in his face as I kissed him on the lips. "I want it to ache. That's what a nasty pig like you deserves." "Yes Sir." He whispered back with a smile on his face. Then I took the metal plug and slid it easily into him. I set the box on random so he would experience lots of different sensations and jumped in the shower. When I returned, colt had his eyes closed and his mouth open and he was lightly moaning as the elctro plug worked it's magic. I gagged him with the ball gag and turned up the voltage a bit. Then I got dressed, gave him a kiss on the forehead and told him not to go anywhere and that I'd be back soon. As I was closing the door, I looked back at him just as a powerful jolt hit him and he clenched his eyes closed while grunting loudly into the gag. I smiled as my cock stirred in my jeans. "Oh, and don't you DARE let that plug slip put of your loose pussy!" I warned him. "Or you'll be sorry!" He just nodded as fresh sweat beaded his forehead. It didn't take me long to find a Walmart, they're fucking everywhere, which I knew would have what I needed, which wasn't much. In just about an hour, I was back at our motel room. As I was unlocking the door, I heard a voice say. "Mr. Collins." I turned to see the motel owner, a middle aged Mid Eastern man, maybe Pakistani or something like that. He stood a few inches shorter than me and had a pot belly. "Is everything ok?" I asked him. "That's what I wanted to check with you." He said in a thick accent. "I noticed a lot of visitors last night. Just making sure everything is good in there." I pulled out my wallet and slipped him a hundred dollar bill. "My friend and I are just having a fun weekend." I explained. "I figured this motel would be ok with that." "I just noticed a lot of men coming over and wanted to make sure everyone was ok." He continued. "Everyone's fine." I answered. "Just doing a little partying, if you know what I mean." I said as I slipped him another bill. "You got a hot girl in there? Some skanky slut?" He whispered with a certain desire in his voice. I could tell ole Habib, according to his name tag, was angling for a little taste of the action. I decided to lay it on the line. "I got a hot fuckin bitch in there." I whispered back. "But it's not a chick. It's the hottest, sluttiest cowboy you've ever seen." Habib licked his lips a bit and adjusted his crotch. I knew I had hooked him. I knew a guy like him wouldn't turn down a hot piece of ass. Even if it's a dude. Those foreigners may say they're against homosexuality, but when push comes to shove, they'll take what's available. "You wanna fuck him?" I asked, looking him dead in the eyes. "Is he ok with that?" He asked. "Listen," I replied, "I own that slut's ass and he'll take any cock I tell him to." I swung the door open and the stench hit us. The smell of the drugs, the sleazy room, and the hot, sweaty bound god combined into one overpowering olfactory overload. "Jesus." Habib exclaimed as he looked around the room at the various sex toys and drug paraphernalia. "You weren't kidding. You boys are doing some serious partying." He walked up to Colt and wiped the sweaty matted curls off his forehead. "You are a pretty one. You sure you're ok?" Colt nodded his head in the affirmative. "Fuck Habib." I said. "Do you really think I would have invited you in if I was actually holding someone against his will? This slut is my willing property and will do as I tell him. Isn't that right?" Colt nodded his head again. "Now this nice man has a load he needs to get rid of, and I told him I had a hot pussy in here for him." I continued as I untied Colt's legs. I pushed them up and removed the metal plug revealing his still gaping fuck tunnel. "Holy fuck that's a nice pussy." Habib exclaimed as he crawled between Colt's thighs. He had removed his pants and was sporting a decent enough size cock. His brown member was probably 7 inches and curved downward. He slid it into Colt like a hot knife going through butter, and Colt groaned into the gag as the curved cock perfectly hit against his prostate. Habib held onto Colt's big feet as he kept his legs spread wide. I rubbed myself through my jeans as I watched that brown cock saw in and out of my beloved whore. Colt let out soft little grunts into the ball gag as Habib's cock perfectly punched his prostate with every deep stroke, and his dripping cock proved the target was being hit repeatedly. Habib started speaking in his native tounge as he sneered down upon the hunk beneath him. He spit onto Colt's face as he grabbed the chain connecting the tit clamps and started tugging on it, all the while continuing to spew what was no doubt some very nasty Arab shit. Colt whined as the clamps pulled hard on his nips, and my cock was rock hard as I watched this Muslim dude fuck the shit out of what he probably considered the western white devil. Finally, Habib slapped Colt across the face a couple of times, hard, as he shouted louder in his native language. Then he ripped the clamps off of Colt's tittie's as he buried himself in the hulking teen. Colt screamed into the gag as his ass was filled with yet another hot, anonymous load. Habib laughed. Finally when he was finished dumping his load, he pulled out and moved to Colt's head, removing the gag. He slapped Colt again as he said, "Clean off that cock, you filthy American pig!" Colt obediently opened his mouth and slurped in the cock before him, dutifully cleaning off every bit of cum and ass juice that covered it. Such a good little piggy. As Habib pulled his pants back on, I told him we would be entertaining again tonight and invited him back for seconds, which he readily accepted. "Just one more thing." He said to me as he was standing outside. "I have a couple of cop friends who help watch over this place. They like to bring hookers and what not here. And they're not overly discriminate about where they stick their cocks, if you know what I mean. As long as they can be rough." "Habib," I said, as I put my arm around his shoulder, "you are a man after my own heart." I told him an idea for his cop friends, and he smiled as he walked back to the office. "Sure thing, Mr. Collins." He said "And none of this Mr. Collins shit!" I hollered after him. "Name's Austin!" He just waved as he went back inside. "Now," I thought to myself and I reentered the motel room. "Time for a visit to the truck stop."

This is 100% a true testimonial to the night I just had. I hope you enjoy. So I have always fantasized about visiting a bath house, and after a long and abusive relationship ended I’m basically vagabonding around the country until I can’t work remotely any more. I found myself in Tampa, staying with family and bored to tears. Not to mention horny as a mother fucker. I had be scrolling on the usual apps, and as always, a ton of flakes, and guys who can’t host like me. So I checked Sniffies cruising spots and saw there were not one but two bath houses in town. Bingo!! There was also an array of glory holes and dark theaters. I like this town already. Now I’m the kind of person that never goes out by myself anywhere. I have pretty bad anxiety, and crowds make me pretty nervous. I tried to chat some guys up to go together but again, all flakes. So my cock and I decided that going to one of the adult stores would be a great place to start the night, pick up a few things as well. I got to the first spot and it was right beside a straight gentlemen’s club and there were crackheads in the parking lot so I bailed. At this point, it’s 10:30p, I was already cleaned out 20 minutes from where I am staying and hadn’t eaten all day and I was on a mission. So I decided to take the plunge and hit my first ever bath house alone in a strange city, let alone in Florida, where Coke Fiends and Christians come to retire. I checked out the two spots and the first seemed a better fit and the second looked like the seedy bathhouse of my pig boy dreams but I was still super nervous so I chose the posher looking option, popped in the coordinated and once I got there there was a ton of cars and it was hopeful, but upon looking closer as I parked almost all of them had dust and flat tires on them. A quick check on Yelp confirmed this as a tactic to make it appear busy, and the most common complaint was no action. So at this point it’s 11:15p, the seedy joint was right down the road, and I was thirsty for cock. Before I realized it I was in the parking lot. It was super busy, guys coming and going. I gave myself a quick pep talk, grab my poppers, wallet, and such and headed for the door. Now here’s some about me: I’m 5’10”, 295lbs of chunky bear. Blond hair, green eyes, a red beard, and a thick heavy meaty uncut 7in cock, and a nice big hairy bubble butt. I don’t look the nervous type, but when I handed the guy my ID, my hand was shaking like crazy. I got myself a room so I had a place to retreat to if things got to be too much. Collected my sheets, towel, etc and made my way down a long dark corridor of doors to mine, unlocked it myself familiar with my room. i undressed and locked my stuff up, took a deep breath and wrapped my towel around my waist and told myself “here goes nothing” and opened my door. I started exploring a bit and wandered up and down the few corridors of doors admiring the eye candy when one was open. Lots of guys ass up, which was tempting, but I wanted my ass filled first. After some more exploring I found the bathrooms, showers, some seating areas almost like a theater, and a maze with lots of dark spots and a sling. My senses were in complete overload. I was in a whole new world, and I loved it. I will admit the first 20 min was discouraging, not many people looked my way until I had my cock out. After a few rounds of observing I felt like I was ready to dive in. I made my way to the maze, found a dark spot and took my towel off and started stroking. Lots of guys wandered past and peeked in and moved on then one guy came back past again and stopped. I shook my hard cock in the air at him, and he took the queue and gram it. He jerked me for about a minute then spit on my dick, whirled around and impaled himself on my cock. It wasn’t what I was here for really but what the hell, it’s already in! I fucked him for about 5 minutes and I could smell he wasn’t the best cleaned out so I let myself bust in him and he said thanks and moved on. I ran to take a quick rinse off and that’s when I noticed this huge hulking black dude checking me out. Looks like he’s working though so I don’t pay much attention. After I got cleaned up, I went back to the maze to try and reclaim my fishing spot. the same dude rolls by again, this time obviously also freshly showered and I figured why not and pumped another load in him. As a Vers my cock was pretty spent after two nuts in like 15 minutes. I turned around and ran face first into the chest of the hulking black dude. He tweaked my nipple and told me I was cute, and that he would find me on his break. i cruised around a little and ended up getting to suck a really gorgeous cock at the glory hole. I was rewarded with hearing the moans and wall rattling as he came down ny throat. As i was headed to my room to regroup, I noticed the hill behind me and then hoped he’d come back to my room, which he did. His cock was massive. Like the size of a squash, with nuts the size of two softballs. It was the thickest package I’ve ever held. He spent some time working my nips, then about 30 minutes worshiping my cock. He was one talented cock sucker because he managed to milk a third los out of me. he dismissed himself from my room and I decided it was time to get fucked. I opened my door and assumed the position. The first guy didn’t say anything. All I heard was the door close, then immediately a big cock pushing deep inside me. No hands involved, no noises, no identity, just some guy unloading his baby batter into my guts. Fuck yes that was hot. He pulled out the door closed and I had to reopen it. I got back into position and within 10 minutes I had this dude stuffing his cock in my mouth and telling me to get it hard. he stiffened up pretty quickly and turned me around and shoved in. He climbed on top of me and started jack hammering right away. I was leaking so much precum while he fucked me. I could really feel him hitting my spot, then he tensed up. When I say he FLOODED ME, I mean this dude flooded me with so much cum. I squeezed the last of it out of his cock with my hole and as he shook he slapped my ass and said thanks, that’s a good hole boy. I said thank you sir, cruised around and sucked a few more cocks in the glory holes but didn’t have the endurance to finish them. i decided my trip was a success at 2 loads given 2 taken in my hole and 2 in my throat. i will definitely be returning, and checking out more bath houses when I get the chance.

Never tried that before... I'd been messaging with a top who wanted to fuck me outside, and since we have some nice summer weather that seemed ideal. I've done plenty of outdoor sex in my life, and it's kind of hot. However... This man had a very specific request; he wanted to fuck me in the sea! Obviously you're quite exposed and out in the open when you're sea bathing, so we agreed to meet up at a quiet beach at dawn - so that's 4:20AM around here at this time of the year! (Early bird gets the worm, as they say...) So I went to the agreed beach, and he was waiting for me. We got naked, and waded into the sea - it wasn't COLD-cold, but at 16-18C / 60-65F it wasn't exactly hot either, and I was wondering if that might affect his ability to rise to the occasion, so to speak... He preempted that when the water was knee-deep by ordering me to suck him hard, so there I was, kneeling in the sea in the early morning light, sucking cock. The view was pretty, the sunlight was pretty, and the cock was EXCESSIVELY pretty! When it hardened it was long and firm, with a slight upwards curve that made it a bit tricky to deep-throat - but I knew that curve would hit the sweet spot in my arse, so it would be worth the effort! When he'd had enough of that he told me to follow him a bit further out, and when the water was waist-deep he began fondling my arse, and then he turned me around so my back was against him and I felt a finger poke at my hole. Now, water in general is not a great lube. Sure, my hole was wet, but it hurt when his finger pressed inside me. I moaned, and nearly fell forwards, but I managed to steady myself and allow him to explore my hole. "Are you ready", he said - and of course I wasn't, because he'd basically be going in dry, or the marine equivalent of that... Any saliva I had left on his cock had been washed away, so when his cock head pressed against my hole I gritted my teeth, steadied myself and accepted that this would hurt at first. But I took him. He held on to me to avoid knocking me over as he pressed deep inside me, and then he began fucking me for real. The surroundings might have been romantic, but there was absolutely nothing romantic about his fucking! It was hard and furious, and he kept telling me I was a little slut and he was going to breed me deep... I mean, I couldn't really argue with that, could I? He ordered me to shoot my load, and I did my best to comply as quickly as possible, though it took me a little time before I shot my load into the water. And then he got even more ruthless with his fucking and shortly after that I felt him cumming inside me! He held me tight as he slowly moved in and out of me, milking the last drops of cum from his cock to ensure I took it all, and then he pulled out and started wading back to the beach. I followed him, and when we reached our towels and clothes he told me not to dry my arse but just pull on my shorts and drive home with a wet and bred hole. When I got to my car I could see the whole session had only lasted about 20 minutes, but it had felt like so much longer! It was brilliant... I'm now back home, and I've just messaged him that if he wants another early morning breeding session another time, I'm up for it! In or out of the sea; I don't care. That cock was NICE!

I felt that. On pretty much all apps, I advertise as bottom. When I want to top, I just go to the bathhouse. If I put versatile on any profile, I'm overrun with requests to top.

I laid back and panted for a minute. I realized I'd probably had enough cock for one day, and of it wasn't enough for my new friends then nothing would. "I should probably get back and get some rest." "You're our cumslut now." He said matter of factly. "No argument here. But I need a break. And there's no point in telling Tina now." "Sure. Just remember not to make us too impatient!"

One of my favourite guys stopped by this afternoon. He appreciates being anonymous, so I setup for anonymous fucking and get out the blindfold and wait. He messages me when he's like two minutes away. I pull my blindfold down and message him back that I am ready and in position. He knows the rest of the drill... He comes inside and finds me naked with my ass presented towards him. He get down and dives right into my hole...tongue goes in and he starts getting me all sloppy and wet. Personal note, how many of you absolutely go wild when a top gets your hole wet so he can just slide in. It's hot and I love it - it never gets old. Obviously he stands up and slides in all the way down to the base of shift and balls deep and just let's out a sexy sigh of how good it felt and how long it had been. After a delightful fuck match of several strokes of varied pace and intensity he let's out the most delightful orgasm and grinds himself as deep up into me as he can get. Personal note, I love it when a top grinds his load in as far as he can get it (something so carnal about that). It never gets old either, lol. I clean him off when he slides out and he thanks me as he pulls up his shorts. I do enjoy watching him walk away.

It started 3 years ago. I just turned 20 and was looking for mature bottom man online for relationship. I found a guy who is highly educated and was similar to my profile and we chatted and decided to meet up. I came to his appartment and he kissed me and took my dick out my pant and sucked it. God that felt so good. I then rimmed his ass and when I am putting a condom on my cock he said do it without condom. I was surprised that being a doctor he asked me to fuck bare. Me be because he knew that was my first time. I stick my cock bare inside him and it felt heavenly good. I fucked him deep and gave him my load deep inside his ass. I was so satisfied. Since then I always bare with him as I don't play around.

The struggle is real. When I was a total top, it seemed I could only find tops, when I went vers no one wanted to play, now more bottom and tops are in short supply LOL. A lot of truth in all the various posts my collection: 1 - I think it may be equitable, but it's easier for a bottom to take more than one cock back to back, not as easy for a top to shoot load after load (though it happens). I for one don't like to prep to bottom for one fuck, so I prefer to get at least 2, preferably 3 loads after doing so. My top consumption is therefore >1 2 - I do think there are people that are too picky, including the verse guys. If you're not open to flip, don't advertise as verse. I may not be a model, but I got a decent dick and knowledge on how to use it. 3 - we're all just flaky in general. I re-discovered proper cruising last year, and find that meeting that way has been productive, so if I'm horny and go to a good spot its worthwhile. I wish I was more a social person in the bar environment because I've never had good luck at picking guys up at the bar (again I'm not a model) The apps I can flash my cock and ass, and it's generally expected, a lot of bars not so much. My flakiness is I tend to end up online all the time regardless of whether I'm looking in case 'THE ONE' happens across my profile so there's that too

I looked at the floor embarrassed but I didn't say no and these guys heard yes. A mid 30s Hispanic guy put his hands on my shoulders and in a minute I was sucking his cock. I idly wondered how rare it was to suck your first cock after getting fucked in the ass. I struggled to take him very deep in my mouth but licked his head as well as I could and played with his balls. He kept swelling in my mouth. He had me climb on this cushy club chair with my ass sticking out. My friend from before came over and held a bottle of poppers under my right nostril. I inhaled and my newest friend lubed my hole and his dick. He penetrated my quickly and deeply and this time I was in heaven. "Oh yeah fuck my ass. I can't believe how good that feels." And I couldn't. I was lost in the pleasure. I came back to reality as my friend pounded my ass vigorously, promising to cum. "Fill my ass with your cum," I heard myself saying. Easily the dirtiest thing I'd ever said, and I was shocked to hear it come out of my mouth. He quickly obliged, slipping out of me for a moment and launching a jet into my balls before burying himself again. After he finished my old friend checked in on me, sharing some much appreciated water. I cheerily said I was doing great and asked, "you guys are clean right?" "Of course baby"

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?"

My ex really got off on whoring me out, totally organising my sex life, watching and viding when I was getting bred by others and he loved to "ride the silk trail" and fuck me after a group of guys had bred me. Mind you I loved it too as he understood my need to be a slut, my need for cock and seed. It worked very well for 13.5 years.

Hey guys, this is my first story and my first creative writing in a long time. Your feedback is welcomed! I hope it's not too much setup before we get to the good stuff, but I intend to keep writing about Brian, so I want you to know who he is. I wrote the first couple chapters before posting anything, but there is more to come. Hope you enjoy! *********** Chapter 1 - Brian Brian had never shivered like this before. Sure, growing up in a skinny kid in New England, he was used to feeling cold in the winter. But it wasn’t the cold making his teeth chatter as he drove his crappy old Grand Cherokee down a perfectly normal suburban side street at 1am. He was nervous. Probably excited too, but mostly nervous. He couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. He couldn’t believe he was actually going to get fucked. Brian was a quiet, nerdy, awkward high school senior. He spent most of his time playing video games or camping, hanging out with a few friends now and then, and being alone a lot. It’s not really how he wanted to be living, but he just figured it was who he was. At school, he was a straight-A student, but not quite the star pupil. He’d get into a decent college with no problem. He had some extra-curriculars under his belt: debate, volunteering. He did what he needed to do to get into college and satisfy the expectation that he do something with his time. He was an athlete too. It wasn’t that big of a part of his life, but it checked a box. He played tennis (which he wasn’t very good at) and ran cross country. It’s about all you could expect from a kid his size. He was 5’7”, 125lb on a good day. He wasn’t one of those kids who were complete sticks, but there was no getting away from the fact that he was scrawny. The tennis and cross country at least gave him a nice perky ass, thin defined legs, and kept him a few crunches away from a six pack, if he had tried. On his head was a mop of light brown hair that he didn’t really do much with, not too short but not too long. He didn’t think of himself as hot, at all, and he didn’t do any favors for himself with how he dressed. Knee-length cargo shorts and a not-fitted but not-baggy t-shirt typically did the trick. He wasn’t a skater kid, swimming is his clothes, but neither did he wear anything that would show off his thin but fit body. If he had dressed differently, if he had thought about himself differently, he could have been decently “hot”. But he didn’t have the confidence for it. So, Brian spent a lot of time at his computer, watching and waiting as high school quickly sped by. He was waiting for that girl to fall into his lap and be his girlfriend. For the kiss at the dance, the awkward date, the “first time”. He wanted that feeling of walking in to school the day after losing his virginity with the swagger he imagined the other guys had, even if he’d never actually looked at a classmate and thought “he looks like he got laid last night”. He was frustrated that things weren’t working out, but he was also beginning to be confused. Confused by a boy named Jake. Jake and Brian weren’t close, or even really friends. There were classmates, sharing physics, history, and gym that year. They knew each other, they were cordial, but they didn’t hang out. But Brian had caught himself starting to watch Jake, to let his gaze linger on him longer than normal, to have him pop up in his mind when he was partaking in certain private activities in which girls were supposed to be the primary motivation. He didn’t think he was gay, but then why was it whenever he was lying in bed, cock in hand, that when Jake entered the fantasy, he’d get harder than ever? One night, as he laid back against his pillow, cum covering his bare chest, he accepted that he probably was in to guys. He couldn’t get it out of his mind the entire day at school. Even his friend Rachel had to break him out his daze at one point. “Brian, are you with us?” she said at the lunch table. “Oh, yeah, sorry, I was just thinking about something.” “What?” “Oh, um, nothing, did you do your homework for calculus?” That night, after his parents were asleep, he opened his laptop, fired up a private browser, and hesitantly typed in “gay porn” for the first time.

*****WRITER'S NOTE: This story contains bits of cross-dressing/sissy hypno stuff. I know not everyone enjoys that sort of stuff, but its one of my kinks, and it comes out a bit here. Other than that, enjoy! If you want to see more of this tale, let me know, since I have a lot more scenes I wish to write to add to it. Also note that as this progresses, I took the wrote of 'unreliable narrator' , so as my character progresses through what you'll see happens, just note that I'm writing as he understands it. Hopefully its creative and you like the style. ***** "Bottom seeking top for fun tonight. Newish to the scene, but willing to learn and enjoy male on male fun. 6'3" 180lbs geeky build, white, 35yo, 7" if that matters. Have no hangups on race or age, though I tend to like older tops. HMU." This was the ad that I posted, on a very boring afternoon. I was horny, having split from my wife nearly a year ago. I had fantasies about sex with men, and watched a lot of porn and really got into it. I felt more at ease wanting to get fucked, even playing with toys. As much as I enjoyed fucking girls, I just didn't find fucking another guy all that interesting. But seeing a cock sliding in an ass, wishing it was me, really got my horniness up. But other than some fooling around in high school with a guy at work, I never messed with guys. I was on a4a and a couple of other sites and apps. I cruised through profiles, as I waited for someone to respond to my ad or even my various hints of attraction. After a half-hour, I got a few replies. I checked the messages and then looked at the profiles. One interested me. A black guy (which was a fantasy all to itself), in his 40s, who said he was all top, loved white bottom bois, and could host. His message was brief, just wanting to know if I might be interested and to know a bit more about me. His pics were hot, with him being bald with a little bit of a goatee. Not a lot of body hair. And what looked like a sizable 8" or more cock. My horniess got to me and I responded back, explaining "I hadn't been with a guy in ages, and that was just some mutual jerking off and sucking the guys cock. I was bi-curious, just because I had been with plenty of girls and had been married, though now divorced. I had been fantasizing about being with another man, and had been watching lots of gay porn. I saw myself as being the bottom, and wanted to try doing that with someone, especially if they could teach me the ropes. I was pretty open-minded to a lot of stuff sexually, and that I was used to playing with toys on myself. But really wanted to feel the real thing, though safety first. I'm Keith btw." A few minutes later, he responded. "CeeCee. Not sure if you like black men or not, but as your profile and ad said, you have no hangups. I really like white bottoms, and love to teach them how to enjoy sex with men, especially black men. I hope you really don't have racial hangups, cause you're cute and I can see having a lot of fun with you. I can host at my house, got toys, lube, all sorts of porn, both gay, straight, whatever. I'll teach you everything you want to learn and probably some stuff you never thought about. Just want you to have an open mind." My dick got hard reading that. I wasn't sure what all he meant, but it was exciting me. I replied back. "Definitely interested. I just need an address and a phone number. I'll start to get dressed and such." A minute later, I got his response of his address and phone number. I popped it in my phone and sent CeeCee a message. I asked if needed me to bring anything, besides my toys, lubes, condoms, and poppers. He said that was fine if I wanted, but he had everything we'd need at his place. Just to come on over. He was excited to meet me, and hoped I was too. I told him that I was, as I was rock hard and really wanting to play. He just sent back a smiley face. It took me about 30 minutes to get to his place. He had messaged me a few minutes before I got there to park on the street outside his house. His house was just a regular run of the mill house in the suburbs, with not too many neighbors, lots of trees and such blocking views from what I could tell. I quickly got out and walked up to the door. I nervously knocked and then waited. I heard him unlock the door and open it. And there he was. He was just slightly shorter than me, but very much as his profile and stats said. And was very handsome. He had just a tank top and a pair of basketball shorts on. I could slighly see his bulge through them. He greeted me with a handshake. "Keith?" "Yep, CeeCee?" I stupidly reply, shaking his hand. He ushered me into his living room, closing and locking the door behind me. "Wow, you really are cute. Yeah, gonna have some fun with for sure." CeeCee said, eyeing me up. I slightly blushed, not really used to being called cute, but this was a whole new experience for me. "Come, let's go to my bedroom, get comfortable, talk a bit, and see what happens." "Sure." I meekly said, as he directed me through his house. Down a short hallway past a bathroom, was his master bedroom. He had a large king sized bed, with the covers off it, along with a mountain it seemed of pillows. A large 50" TV was mounted across from it with some interracial gay porn playing on it. I saw bottles of lube, poppers, and toys out on a dresser by the bed. "Sit." I put my bag down near the bed, and then got on the bed. He slid in next to me, and put his hand on mine. "So, let me get this straight. You've never really been with another man, and you want to bottom? You're bi, bi-curious, been with girls, been married, now divorced?" "Yep, divorced. Been alone and well horny for almost a year now. Started watching porn to past the time, slowly going from straight to gay, and just wanted to finally experience it." "Well hopefully you'll experience a lot today. So let's just go over some stuff. I want to figure out what your limits are and to know what all you want to get into. I mean, we don't have to do anything you don't, but I'm very willing to teach you." "Sure, what do you want to know?" "Kissing, making out?" "Yes." "Sucking? Getting sucked?" "Both, though I'll be honest, its been a while since I did any sucking, and well my toys don't look as thick as yours." "No worries. Rimming, eat ass?" "I'm game to have it done to me, and I used to love doing it to several girls that let me." "Well you said you want to try bottoming, and that you don't really want to top, which works for me, I don't ever bottom to guys." "I love using my toys of myself, so wouldn't mind feeling the real thing. THough condoms." He kinda smirked a bit at the condom comment. "If you want me to use condoms, I will, but I prefer the real thing. I'm sure you barebacked plenty of girls, including your ex-wife. Trust me, its like that with guys too, even for bottoms." "Well you know, just worried about catching stuff, HIV and what not. I mean I saw on your profile that you were negative, so I trust you." He smiled a bit. "Yes, I'm negative. But just know if you're gonna put up ads and such online, you'll find not everyone tells the truth, and if you're gonna bottom, you'll run the risk regardless." "True." "Okay...let's see. How about dominant, submissive stuff? Think I could be like your master, you my little submissive fucktoy?" I kinda got hard with that last comment. It had been one of my fantasies, especially just thinking and believing that's how bottoms should be. "Yes. I'd like to try that. Though just don't be like overly mean. I hate those aggressive types that just hurt their slaves if they disobey. I want to obey you and serve you, so maybe like an even hand?" He chuckled just a bit. "Gotcha, gotcha. Cool. What about being tied up or restrained?" "SUre, I guess. I did a bit of that with my ex, kind was hot. So yeah maybe see what it's like the other way around." "I guess you're fine with any type of porn, so don't really need to go into there." "Yeah. I guess my only real limits I can think of is no scat, cause ew, maybe cbt, cause ouch, and maybe not leaving marks?" "That I can agree with. I'm glad to see you have an open mind, and well there's always lots of thing people don't think about doing sexually right away. I'll always ask, and if you don't want to try stuff, I won't force you." "Works for me." CeeCee got up from the bed. "Come, why don't you take a shower and get cleaned out, and then we'll have some fun. You do know how to clean out right?" "Yeah, I've done that before with kits and such." He ushered me into the bathroom. He got a towel out of the closet, pulled out a shaverazor and pointed to the soap in the tub. Attached to his showerhead was a long metallic hose. "Okay, cool. Well this is a showershot. It'll really clean you out, but be careful with it. Just turn the water pressure low using that nozzle, and also cool the water down, don't want it too hot. So do you mind shaving your cock, balls, and ass? I like my pretty bois to be smooth." I laughed. "I actually tend to shave it anyways, but couldn't hurt to make sure it's fully done." He laughed with it too. "Good, good. Oh yeah, lots of fun we're gonna have. Okay Keith, take all the time you need, and make sure you clean up afterwards for me, okay?" "Will do." I started to strip as he went to the door. As I got fully naked, I saw him checking me out with a grin on his face, before he shut the door. It took a bit to get used to the showershot, and once it was done and I felt I was cleaned out, I shaved as CeeCee instructed. He had a bigger tub and shower than I did, so I was able to reach a lot of places better. I then finished my shower, dried off, and made sure the tub was cleaned. I saw he had some mouthwash, so I did a quick swig. I was definitely horny to try kissing a guy. I put my clothes back on and went to his bedroom. He was laying on his bed, propped up by the mountain of pillows. He had taken off his tank top, and was showing a very smooth chest. He had also taken off his short and was wearing a very constraining pair of briefs. The outline of his cock was very visible, and definitely made me drool a bit just thinking about what I was about to start playing with. He smiled as he saw me enter. "Feel better?" He pointed to my bag. "Go ahead and strip down. If you want to be naked, you can. Up to you?" I blushed a bit, but did as asked. I made it a point to bend over as I pulled off my boxers. He could hear him slightly whistle, and it made me smile. I then crawled into bed next to him, feeling slightly nervous but excited. CeeCee put his hand on my hand. "So, let's just be clear on things. I think you're very cute and I definitely want to have some fun with you. I love that you want to be submissive, as I love dominating white bois. And the fact that you are inexperienced is icing on the cake. Cause I have such wonders to introduce you to. First, no means no if I ask you twice, got it? Second, if you're going to be my sub, are you willing to do whatever I ask or order of you, barring saying no if I ask twice?" I leaned a bit back, thought about it, and then agreed. "I'm fine with that. I feel that's my place, to be a submissive bottom boi for a hot dominant top. I'm willing to do what you want, and if I'm not comfortable, I'll say it." CeeCee smiled. "I just want to be clear about things. I have a lot to show you, and I hope you'll agree to trying everything we do today, and hopefully tomorrow. Got any plans?" I was a bit confused, since I figured this was just sex, which might be a few hours. But I didn't have anything planned for the next few days, since I was off from work. "I'm game. Sir? Master?" He chuckled. "Sir is fine. Alright, then one last thing. Ever done any type of drug?" I was taken back a bit. I hadn't even thought of stuff like that. I barely drank alcohol, and mostly just vaped cigs. Hell I hadn't done pot since high school, with my first girlfriend. "You mean like pot? I haven't done that since high school, and while I haven't been drugged tested for work, they do have random ones, though again, never had one." "Well see, I love to do some stuff that really enhances sex. Really brings out the lust, the horniness, and makes you feel amazing. Can even really show you what your hiding from yourself. Who you truly might be, sexually. I know you mentioned poppers, which aren't really a drug. Basically the stuff I have, its like being on poppers constantly, though using them with this stuff can be really fun too." I was a bit curious now. I hadn't really had sex with anyone since my ex-wife and I split. And I was horny but nervous. But here this handsome man wanted to teach me new experiences, even enhance those experiences. I was a bit conflicted about work, but since I appeared straighlaced at work, doubtful I'd even be tagged for a random drug test. "Okay Sir, I'm willing to try. I mean if you think it'll make my first time more memorable, then yeah let's do it." He smiled at me, and then pulled me in for my first male-on-male kiss. It was a basic kiss, but still hit a button. "Okay boi, that's what I'm going to call you. I'll ask again, are you willing to try some drugs with me? I'll explain how they work, and I'll make sure you're handling them well." "Yes Sir, I want to try." Ceecee clapped his hands. "Ooh we're gonna have some fun for sure." He opened the drawer to his side table. He pulled out a small black leather bag, a small mirrored-top tray, and then sat it on his bed. He then got up, opened a drawer on another cabinet, and pulled out another bag, along with a couple of glass bongs. He then sat back on the bed, pushing his stuff in the middle. He opened up the smaller bag and pulled out a small bag which looked like it had some white crystals in it. He also pulled out some pills. "Okay boi, see that mini-fridge over there? Go get some of the Gaterades I have in it, along with some bottle water." I did as he asked, as he pulled out more stuff from his leather bad. I handed him the bottles, which he put on the side table. I sat back down, watching him in awe, though my heartbeat in nervousness. I even thought to myself, what am I getting myself into? "So obviously you know about weed. I got some good stuff here that will defininitely wake you feel horny as hell, and slightly mellow you out. I'll pack it in a bit." He grabbed a couple of pills. "This is Molly, or Xtasy, MDMA. I'm sure you've heard of it too. Pop these okay?" I nodded, popped them in my mouth, and took a swig from the gaterade. "In about 20-30 minutes, you'll start to feel them. You'll feel a small little rush, like little waves of horniness hitting you. Kind of like how poppers can hit you. Then it'll start getting a bit stronger, till you peak out, in which you'll probably be very very horny. Trust me, it's great. You'll love it." He smiled. "MMm...that does sound fun. How long does it last?" I could feel a slight tingle happening, but was probably just placebo effect. "Bout a few hours, though you'll peak hard for maybe an hour or two. If you like it, I'll give you another one to top it off." He held up the baggie with the white crystals in it. "This is Tina. I'm sure you know it by another name. But before you start to back away, just know you agreed to this. Tina can be addictive, but you control it, not it controls you, understand?" I had heard the name. Tina or meth. But he was right. I agreed, and nodded. "It's meth, I get it. So what does it do, besides keep you up for days." CeeCee laughed. "It can if you do a lot, if you don't take care of yourself. But I will watch how you react to it, and I'll watch how much we do. But as to what it does...it gives you a lot of energy, makes you feel invincible, and really opens you up. You think you're open-minded now? Tina busts the door down in your little dirty mind and lets out all those things holding back your true self. When we get through, you'll have a new appreciation for life, for sex, for who you are. And Tina's gonna show you the way." He took out a few crystals, and loaded up into a chamber on one of the glass bongs. "Now you can do Tina in a few ways. You can eat, which most just do for that extra energy kick. You can snort it, which gives you a quick high, but it can hurt your nose if you do it wrong or don't crush up the crystals enough. You can smoke it, which we're going to do. You can also do a booty bump, which is when you insert some in your ass. Burns slightly, takes a few minutes to melt, unless we melt it in some water and squirt it up there. But once it hits, you get a stronger effect. You'll get super horny real fast. And the other way is slamming. That's when you shoot it up. Depending on the dosage, you get a rush that is heaven, and you'll...well maybe one day you'll try it. But for now, we'll smoke and see how you like it." I was a bit scared, but was slowly coming around. I also could slightly feel something going on. "Sounds fun." "Oh it is boi, lots of fun." He opened up the bigger bag and pulled out a small bottle and a small needless syringe. "This is the last thing we're going to try. Its called G or GHB. Basically its like having some of the feelings that alcohol gives you with a good bit of horniness to it. It'll slightly ease down the edge that Tina will give you, but it'll also loosen you up as well. Since you're new to all this, I won't give you a lot. Just becareful in the future. Too much and you'll pass out, even stop breathing. And never do it with alcohol, it'll kill you." He pulled a bit into the syringe, checking the measurement. "It's got a slight bitter, almost soapy taste. So you'll want to chase it down with the gaterade. Open up." I leaned over, mouth open. He placed the syringe and slowly squirted in my mouth. He was right that it had an odd taste. I quickly did a swig of my drink. "Ewk, yeah that's got a weird taste. So when should I feel this?" He did a shot himself, and then took a sip of his drink. "Maybe 20 minutes or so. Bout the time the molly will kick in, give or take. You'll kinda feel a bit drunk, but definitely will feel a bit more relaxed. But once we do some tina and some of weed, you'll be in heaven period." I purred. "Mmmm...well let's keep going." I was starting to feel more horny, so the molly was starting to hit a bit. He put the bottle of G on the bedside table, along with the tray and bags. He took out a larger lighter, and clicked the flame to life. "So with smoking tina, we have to heat it up a bit. Now you can smoke it with a pipe, which I don't like to do. I prefer bongs or bubblrs. You get a smoother hit and the effect is much better. Now I'll do the first hit to show you how do it, and then I'll have you do a few hits, okay?" I nodded. "Now, when you're about to take a hit, I want you to push all the air out of your lungs, got it? Just breathe out. And then you'll put your lips on here, and then I want you to slowly inhale and don't stop until you feel like you can't inhale anymore. Then let it out quickly, don't try to hold it in. You'll kind of waste it, in a way. It's not like pot." He waved his torch around the bulb, and I could see the crystals making a puddle, little clouds starting to form. He pulled off, letting in cool, then back to heating it, as he took a bit. He then exhaled a cloud towards me. "Ready?" I emptied my lungs, reached to help hold the bong, and pressed my lips to the shaft. Slowly I inhaled, feeling the tina hitting my lungs. I kept going and going, and heard CeeCee say "Exhale." I let out a big cloud. And felt a small rush of energy, like my head was sparkling. "Good job. Again." Exhale, inhale. He pulled off, as I let out another big cloud. "Doing good boi, doing good. Sir is gonna bring out the slut in you tonight." He did a hit, longer than his first one. I watched in awe, as the horniness and energy kicked in. He then waved me to come closer, and he kissed me, opening my mouth to exhale. I inhaled and then let it out once he pulled away. "That's called shotgunning, which Im sure from smoking weed you've done." "Oh yeah. Whew. Oh I can definitely feel that. Like I'm tingly and horny, and just wow." My cock was starting to get hard, and I could slightly feel the waves coming on as well. "I think the molly is kicking in as well." "Good, good. Let me pack this weed real fast then." He pulled out a packer and a small bag of weed and started on that. I turned my attention towards the porn. My hands unconsciously feeling up my chest and nipples. I hadn't been this horny ever, even with doing heavy hits of poppers. My energy was through the roof, like I could run a million miles an hour. And I was really focused on the porn. Was a black guy with a very large cock pounding away at a white guy. My thoughts drifted to wanting to be that guy, and I whispered to myself 'soon, soon you'll be fucked by a big black cock." "And that's the other effect of Tina. You'll talk a bit, but its okay. Let it out. Nothing you say will weird me out, I love hearing guys on tina talk about fantasies, kinks, things they'll never really say out loud. That's the power of tina. Here, do another hit for me." CeeCee said, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yes. sir. I want to do anything for you." I purred out. I could barely believe I said that, but I wanted it. I truly felt it. I crawled over to him, as he held the bong up. He lit the torch, and told me to hit it. Exhale, then the slow inhale. I wanted more, so I kept on a bit more, before pulling off to exhale out a large cloud. The lighter clicked again, so I did another hit. CeeCee smiled, and in my mind, he looked like a fucking onyx god. I felt more aware of his presence, his masculinity. He didn't even seem gay, like I couldn't picture him wanting to be with men. But here he was with me, this boi who wanted to experience sex with him. His chest was starting to sweat, his nipples hard which I wanted to play with. And his cock...I could see it hardening as it desperately tried to be contained. "That's what I'm talking about. You're going to be such a slut for me and you don't even know it." He put the tina bong down on the table, and picked up the bong for the weed. I started to touch his legs, the first time I actually made a move. I was horny and I was wanting him. I could feel the molly kicking in, as the waves were getting stronger and I was lost in various erotic thoughts. I started to kiss up his legs, which he spread his legs a bit for. I kissed and licked up his thigh, as I knelt in between his legs. I brushed my lips against his bulge, smelling his manly musk. I kissed and licked along the outline of his cock, and just wanted to free it so I could suck on it. I could tell he was getting hard, and he was going to be thick and large. I licked and sucked along the head, back down to his balls. "Yeah, that's my slut. You're getting there. All nice and pliable. I'll have you sucking my cock, my big black cock, and you'll be in white boi heaven. I'm gonna make you feel like the gurl you know you want to be." His words hit a button in my head, and I knew him to be right. I had watched popper videos that talked like this though it didn't quite do a lot to me. But now I was craving that. Yes, I wanted to be his gurl, his bitch. I wanted to worship this man, suck his cock, taste his cum, let him fuck me. Let him fuck me. Yes, let him fuck me, let me feel his cock inside me. Let him pound away at me. I want to feel him in me. Yes, I want to feel him breed me. My thoughts were all over the place about this. I wanted to be safe, but in my lust-driven mind, I didn't care. I wanted to be whatever this GOD wanted me to be. I wanted to be his. "Anything you want CeeCee, sir, master. I'll do anything you want. I am yours." My words came out slightly slurred, probably the g from what he was saying would happen. I pulled myself up a bit, though I kept one of my hands rubbing his cock, while the other was tweaking my own nipples. I was so fucking horny, just lost in thoughts of sex sex sex. "Oh I know slut, I know. And I'll have you doing a lot of things you probably didn't think about wanting to do, or fantasizing about. I'm gonna keep you high and horny and I'm going to turn you into a white fucktoy cumslut. I may even take you out and have you enjoy other men using you. Sound hot to you?" "OH fuck yeah sir, oh that sounds hot. You want me sucking other cocks, getting fucked. Fuck yeah, I want all the cocks. All the cocks fucking me. I want yours fucking me master." The words just rolled off my tongue. I knew them to be true, to be what I wanted. I was so fucking lost in horniess. CeeCee hit the bong, then held it, before pulling me into shotgun it. I held it for a bit, before letting it out. He then turned the bong to me, lit it, and I did a deep pull. I held it before having to cough. I could feel it hit really hard. He did another hit, then shotgunned me again. "One more my slut, one more." I hit it again, and held it longer, before letting it out. I rolled over to lay back a bit, as I felt the molly, tina, g, and weed hitting me hard. I was extremely horny, slightly drunk, very energetic but mellowed, and I just felt amazing all over. My hands were all over my body, my cock hard, my nipples electric. Every part of me just felt like I could just burst with everything going on with me. CeeCee put the bong down, chuckled, and he got up off the bed. He pulled out a tablet, pressed a few things on it, and then handed it to me. It was starting to play a video. He then handed me a bottle of poppers. "I'm going to go get a few things, so I want you to do a few heavy hits of those, then just watch the video till I get back." "Yes sir." I slurred out, as I set the tablet on the bed. I unscrewed the top, exhaled, put the bottle to my nose, and slowly inhaled for a good 10-12 seconds. Exhaled, then again. And again. I put the top back on as the poppers began to hit me. I focused on the video. It was one of those popper videos that dealt with the sissy lifestyle. Of basically being a girl for a guy. Dressing up, being sexy, being a slut, being used. Flashing words, technobeat music, while scenes of various sex acts accorded. Mostly white females and white guys sucking and getting fucked by black men. I focused hard on it, hitting the bottle as instructed. I was so lost with everything in my system. I didn't even realize that CeeCee had come back until the video ended, almost 15 minutes. My mind was gone. Replaced with this new personality. This white cumslut fucktoy who needed to be sexy and dress up and worship her man, be used by him and other men. "Slut, I need you to put these one." CeeCee surprised me, as he stood at the edge of the bed. My black GOD was back, and he was commanding his slut to do his bidding. He pointed to some panties and stockings he had put on the bed. I didn't hesitate, I knew I had to do this. It was even easy to put on, like I was born to know to do it. They were lacy and black, with a hole in the middle, obviously for fucking my fuckhole. I rolled the stockings up and attached them to the garter belt. "Now stand up and come before me." I quickly got off the bed, though slightly stumbled due to balance being off. I walked over to my black master, and clasps my hands behind my back, meekly but lustly looking at him. He looked me straight in the eyes, into my soul. "Yes, there's the slut Im wanting to make. I told you I would bring her out, and I'm going to help you experience everything. Im going to teach you how to please a man, how to worship him. You're going to be used tonight. You want that slut?" I was so horny. Everything was taking over, controlling me. I wanted this. I truly did. I wanted to be his slut, to worship him, to be used. Whatever he wanted. "Yes my master. I want it. I want you. I want everything you want to do to me. I am yours." "You didn't have much a choice now." He smiled, evily. He went over to his dresser and pulled out what looked like clamps. He then walked back and attached them to my very hard nipples. The pain was bearable, but it nearly made me cum. "Oh you like that huh? Yeah tina and molly tend to make bitches nipples sensative. These will do the trick for you. Plus you have those nice perky ones anyways." I still stood there, not moving, just lost in horny thoughts, even slight whispering some begging to do something. CeeCee leaned in close, caressing my check with one hand, as his other hand roamed my body. "You look damn sexy in those, especially with that little cute ass of yours. Your pics don't do you justice. But I'll handle that later. I know what you want and need to do now. You know what that is slut?" "Sir? I'm so fucking horny, I'll do anything. I want to please you, suck that big black cock of yours. I want to rim you if you want. Anything master, please." "That you will. Get those poppers, then come and kneel before me." He commanded. I quickly grabbed them from the bed, and knelt on the floor in front of him. He still had on his briefs, but they were barely containing his cock. "Take a hit, then another, and then beg for what you want. Like a proper slut." I hit the bottle 3 times, before putting it down. I looked up at him, picturing the most slutty girl look in my head. "Please my master, my god, may I please suck your cock? Let me worship this big black rod, please?" CeeCee smiled. "Yes my slut, worship this god's cock. Show me how a good gurl does it." He spread his legs slightly apart, as I reached up to feel it still encased. I kissed it, licked it, before reaching to pull it, It was thick, almost like a beer can, and nearly 9" long. The head was glorious, as I held the shaft in my hand. I leaned into lick it, as I pulled his briefs down, his rod slapping me in the face. I took hold of it and wet it with my lips and spit, before finally sucking it in. I was in lust, in love, with this cock. It was my world now. Suck it, lick it, worship it. I don't even know how long I was doing it. He held my head a few times, pushing me further down on it, while encouraging me to open my throat up. He somehow pushed me back against his bed and fucked my mouth. I licked and worshipped his balls. He even let me rim him which I loved doing, making him moan. We eventually switched to him on the bed on his back, with me laying in between his legs just drooling all over his cock. He encouraged me with words, belittled me, made me feel sexy and slutty all at the same time. I was his and he knew it. This was what I wanted, what I needed, who I truly am. After a bit, I could tell the drugs were starting to wear off a bit. He noticed, and asked me how I was doing. I told him I was good, great. He suggested a small break. Drink some water. Chill a bit. He switched the tablet to another video that he made me watch, though without doing any poppers. Same type, with a very hypnotic type feel to it. This was more catered towards getting fucked and used, and it really turned me on. He got off the bed and left the room, coming back a few minutes later with a couple of towels. He spread them on the bed, and told me to lay on top of one, on my back, but still to watch the video, and not pay attention to him. I obeyed like a good slut. As I laid there, I could feel him get between my legs. He start sucking my cock, while playing with my hole. I then felt his tongue, and he started to rim me. I moan in pleasure, not realizing just how much I would enjoy this. He told me to relax and just let him get me warmed up. He was going to rim me for a bit and then put in a toy start stretching me out a bit. He wanted my first feel of a real cock in me to not be too painful, considering his girth. He kept at it, occasionally finger me, and coaching me through letting him penetrate me. After a bit, I felt him slowly slide a toy in me. There was a slight burn to it, but I figured that was lube. He worked it in me for a few minutes, before switching to a slightly thicker one. I moaned as he pressed them into me, and I felt a sense of horniess coming back. He saw the reaction and told me he had slipped in some molly. He eventually left the last toy, a very thick plug, in me, before coming back to his side of the bed. "I think you're definitely enjoying yourself. How do you feel slut? Feel good? Feel good for your black god?" He smiled at me, as he picked up the weed bong. I was tweaking my nipples, staring up at him lustfully. "Very much master. I love this so much. I just want to feel this all the time, want to serve you, worship you. I want you cock in me so bad. THis toy is a bad tease." I could feel the molly hitting a bit faster, adding to what was already in my system. "Well we have some options. First though, we'll do a couple of good hits of this wonderful stuff here." He did a decent hit, and then shotgunned it with me. "Do a hit, hold it." I did as instructed, and held it a good long bit before finally having to let it out. Again he commanded, and I obeyed. "Now, we could smoke some more tina, get you pretty spun up. You'll be really horny, as you've seen." He sat the bong down, and reached into the leather pouch, pulling out two needles. "Or, we can really ramp this up. I told you about slamming, and I see that you really enjoy the tina. If we do this, you'll be under her spell for a while. You'll be so horny, especially if I time it just right as that molly I bumped you hits, that you'll be more than ready to get fucked by me. I will make you feel every bit that gurl that you know you want to be." I thought to the video he made me watch. The imagery was burning in my head. Be controlled. Let go my manhood. Be a gurl. Be used. Be fucked. Be bred. By black men. By all men. By master. I saw his cock, rock hard and solid, and I knew I had to give him my hole, his hole. There was no turning back. I was enthralled and wanted more. Needed more. "Please master, slam me. Take me, use me, whatever you want. I want this, need this." He grinned and then kissed me on the lips. "Like you had a choice my slut." The way he said it made my entire body tingle, with excitement and even more lust. "I already prepared these. So here's how it works. I'll tie you off, get your veins raised. Swab it, and I'll prick you. I'm sure you've had shots before. I only need you to tell me if it burns more than a second. Once I'm in, I'll draw it, make sure I get a register, and once that happens, I'll slowly push the slam into your vein. When it's all in, I'll pull out, pop off the tie. You'll put the swab on it, and then raise your arm above your head, got it?" I nodded. "Yes sir. And then what happens? How does it feel?" "Remember how after the first few hits of smoking tina, you got a ton of energy and got horny? Its like that but tens, hundreds time more intense. It'll start to rise, especially after you raise your arm up a bit. Everything will feel faster yet your more focused. ANd then when the rush hits, its bliss. You'll be overwhelmed with lust, you'll be begging for cock. You'll do anything I want to you because its pleasure and that's all you want. And well with the molly I bumped you, you're going to be in a whole other world." I was already feeling the molly kicking in, the waves of pleasure rolling over me. Now to know that I would be lost to even more of this, I knew I wanted to try it. And I knew it would lead me to getting fucked, which I desperately was craving at that point, especially with the thick plug he had in me. I stuck my arms out towards him. "Please slam me sir." "As you wish slut. No turning back anyways." He got up, went to his dresser, and pulled out a keyboard. He changed the porn on the big screen to straight interracial. He selected a long video of several black guys fucking a couple of very beautiful girls. I was enthralled, mesmerized. My brain wanted to be the girls working those big cocks. I also started to get up to start working his cock, but Ceecee stopped me before I could. "I know you're horny for my cock, but just you wait my fucktoy, just you wait." He had me sit up, and tied off my left arm. He turned on a lamp on his bedside table, and checked my arms for my veins. He had me make a fist a few times, and then felt up one he wanted to use. He took out a swab and handed it to me, and then used another one to clean the site. He then took one of the needles, popped off the top, squirted a bit to make sure no air was in it, and then looked at me. "Now once I slam you, and the rush hits, I know that you'll probably be a bit twacked out. I just want you to relax and let it take you. I'll be watching to make sure you're fine before I do mine. And once I do mine, I'm going to do everything I want to you, and you're going to love it. You're going to feel like one of those bitches up there, and that's all you need to be. Right slut?" "Yes my master. I'm just a slut that needs to be fucked and used." "Damn, I found a good one to turn." I really didn't understand what he meant, as the molly was getting stronger, and I was getting hornier. He pressed on my vein again, and then I felt the prick. I didn't even tense up, nor did I feel any burning, and he saw that I was fine, as he registered the hit. He started to push the tina into me, as he undid the clasp around my bicep. I felt him pull off, and I did as asked, placing the swab on the site, as I lifted my arm up. I coughed. My lungs felt a slight burn, and I coughed. I felt my energy spike up. My eyes started to slightly wiggle, as I watched the porn infront of me with heavy focus. Time felt like it was slow and yet I was aware of everything. I was speaking fuck fuck fuck, but it didn't even feel like it was coming from me. My entire body felt electric, and I could feel the toy in my ass, the clamps still on my nipples, and his fingers as he touched my chest. I looked into his eyes with lust and want, of obedience and submission. "That's it slut, ride the rush. Play with yourself, think about all that you want, and focus on the bitches on screen." I turned my gaze to the screen in front of me, transfixed. I watched as these huge black cocks just pounded into tiny white pussies, tits dangling and bouncing. I moaned that I wanted to get fucked, I wanted black cock in me, that I was a white bitch. My hands played with my cock that barely seemed to even be there. Every jerk felt electric all over, and I was just lost in the entire situation. I heard the snap of the clasp, and Master's moan as his rush hit him. He slid into the bed next to me, and pulled my lips to him. We started to make out, hands exploring. My hands went down his sides to his thighs, and finally on a very rock hard cock. His grabbed and kneaded my chest, pulling a bit on the clamps. That sent an amazing feeling of pleasure and pain through my entirety and I moaned in his mouth. I pulled off, looking at him like he was everything to me. I started to kiss down his neck, across his chiseled chest. I licked and sucked on his nipples, getting a moan out of him. I kissed further down, across his ab, as his thick dick twinged for me, precumming. I lapped it up, like it was the only thing I could drink from now on. I slowly moved my body around so that I was kneeling in between his legs, worshipping his cock, his balls. I licked and sucked, moaning like a true bitch in heat, as I took care of my Master. I seemed to have no problems getting it all the way in my throat, taking his nearly 9" beer-can thick cock all the way down without gagging. I looked at him for approval, and was met with equal lust. As I worked his cock, I could hear his words echoing in my ears. That he knew he had found the right white boy to turn into a black cock worshipping cumslut. That he would keep me high the next few days so that he could enjoy his new hole to pound out. THat he was going to call a few of his friends over later to tag team me. That I would never be the same after this and that today was the first day of my new life. I moaned as I heard all this, as I accepted this, as I wanted this. All I cared about was this cock in front of me, wanting to feel it inside of me. The begging for wanting to get fucked came gutterly from me, as I kept on working his rod. I was even absent-mindedly fucking the plug with my other hand. "Time for you to feel your Master's big black cock. Time for you to become a gurl for me." I heard him command. He pulled himself up off the bed to grab lube. He handed me a different bottle of poppers. He then started arranging the pillows in middle of the bed. "I need you to lay on top of these pillows, and then lean down, arching your back up, legs spread." I did as Master told me. I had a full view of the screen. He was changing the porn. THis time it was of just a black guy who looked some what like my Master, and a white guy, though he was wearing stockings and a garter like me. As the actors fooled around on screen, I noticed that the white guy actually had tits, and I was actually watching a black guy with a white shemale. I was really turned on suddenly by it. I felt Master climb back on the bed, getting behind me. He adjusted me a bit to match the slight differences in height. He then pulled out the plug, which left me feeling totally empty, which I moaned as he withdrew it. "Soon enough slut, soon enough..." I heard a bottle being opened, and then the slight cold of liquid being poured around my hole. Fingers pressed in a few times, more lube. He pulled himself a bit closer, slapping my ass with his cock, rubbing it up and down and teasing my hole. I was even slightly wiggling my hips in anticipation. "Slut, it's time. First, you're going to take several heavy hits of those poppers. You stop when I say to stop, and you hold that last inhale in. Then you're going to feel me press against your hole. your Master's hole." His thick head slapped across my hole, his bitch's hole, sending a buzz through my body. "Now start huffing bitch." I exhaled, pressed the bottle to my nose and inhale slowly for a good 10-15 seconds. Let it out, did the next nostril. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. On my eighth inhale, I heard him stay stop, as the first hits started to want to take hold. I knew from experience this was gonna fuck me up, but I was in a whole different situation. I felt that head press against my hole, and I started to exhale slowly, as my ass opened up. Master's cock pushed in slowly, expanding my ass a bit more than the toys he had used on me. He slid back and forth a bit, inching further and further with each thrust. My horniess was kicking in exponentially between the slam, the molly hitting it high points, and the heavy hits of these stronger poppers Master made me us. Master pressed further and further in, with each thurst of his black rod making me moan. "That's it baby, take that cock for Master. Oh yeah this ass is tight and so good. Master's going to teach you how to use it. So good.." Master moaned, his fucking starting to get faster. He held one hand on my hips as he thrust into me. I was only able to moan out incoherent words, my brain so melted by everything in me. Faster his pounding sped up, deeper into me. I held on dearly to the bed as his fucking got stronger. I was lost in time with how long this pounding Master gave me. "Fuck me...harder...more..." I could barely utter the words, but its what my body wanted. I wanted to feel his black god cock inside me, as deep as possible, as hard as possible. I wanted to be like the stupid white bitches in the videos, because I knew in my heart, that was my fate. Fuck toy. Cock slave. White bitch for black meat. "That's what Master likes to hear. You even sound like a bitch now, so sexy my little sissy." He slowed his fucking of me and leaned down, grabbing a bit of my hair to pull my head back. He turned my head towards him, and I could see the lust in his eyes. "Now I want you to hit that bottle hard. Heavy hits. Deep hits. I'll tell you when to stop, and when I do, put down the bottle, reach back with both hands, and grab your ass. I want you to spread your cheeks so Master can deep fuck you like the bitch you are." "Yes my Master..." I moaned out, my brain overjoyed. He let go of my hair, and I took hold of the poppers once more. Master's cock was still inside me, every so slowly fucking me. I heard the bottle of lube open, the icy wetness applied by his hand to my ass and his rod. Slight burning, but I could have cared less. One deep hit, almost 10 seconds. Another deep hit, 11 seconds. Another. I hit them hard and deep as Master ordered. I was starting to almost passout at 12 hits, when Master ordered me to stop. I held the last hit, as I put the bottle down. My brain was already feeling the first few hits, but now I was seeing stars. I exhaled as I reached back, grabbing my ass. I held on dearly as the lustful waves of the poppers hit. Master pulled all the way out, wiped his cock around the lube he had squirted down my crack, spat on his cock a couple of times, and thrust back in, all the way, even deeper as before. There was a very noticeable burning sensation, but I was so lost in the poppers and chems. Master pulled back almost all the way out, spat again, and thrust even harder. Every thrust seemed to push further and further into me, and was sending me into even more of a lustful state. It felt like he was hitting my very soul, my being, with the hard pounding he was giving me. My face was buried in the bed as I moaned from his assault on my ass. I felt Master grab my head, pulling it up so that I could watch the porn on his big screen. He growled intently as he fucked my ass like a piston. "WATCH THE VIDEO YOU STUPID WHITE CUNT! THAT'S GOING TO BE YOU SOON! I'M GOING TO TURN YOU INTO FUCKING TRANNY WHORE AND SELL YOU OUT LIKE SO MANY GURLS I'VE TURNT. WHAT DO YOU SAY, WHORE?" "THANK YOU MASTER! ANYTHING YOU WANT MASTER! USE ME! FUCK ME! BREED ME! I'M A WHORE!" "WHOSE'S WHORE?" "MASTER'S WHORE!" "YES YOU ARE..." Master continued to furiously fuck my whore ass. I was lost in everything, as more drugs hit my system. Time lost all meaning. I watched countless females get fucked, guys getting fucked, gurls like me getting fucked. I laid there staring wide-eyed, twacked out, sniffing poppers, as this ebony god, this beautiful fantastic tyrant, this amazing handsome Master, fucked the ever living hell out of my pussy. Occasionally he would pull out, make me suck his cock off with his cum from breeding me, and then flip me over on my back and fuck me more. He pulled on the clamps, he'd slap my face, he'd choke me. He made me cum by fucking me and hitting my prostate. He had me so enthralled, and I loved every minute of it. At some point, I seemed to have been so far gone between everything he gave me, that I passed out. I woke up to a nearly dark room, laying in bed. A collar was placed around my neck, and I had restainsts on my wrists, though I could still move my arms. Master was sitting in a chair, watching porn, though I could barely register what was going on the screen. I was feeling very sore for the most part, slightly groggy, with a massive headache. "There's my little gurl. I was a bit worried after a bit, but you seemed to do fine." He got up from the chair, came over to the bed, and laid down next to me. "I hope you had fun, though there's more to come." My mouth responded before my brain. "As you wish my master. I am yours." My brain screamed in shock that I would say that, but the rest of me knew my place. Master leaned in near my ear, whispering "Prove it." EVen as my brain tried to tell my body to stop, I leaned over, my hand grasping Master's thick rod, and I easily took it into my mouth. Moaning, as I worshipped it. Loved it. Needed it. As I tasted his precum, my mind started to sync with my body, and I knew my place. Cock slave. Cumslut. Whore. "That's it baby, that's it. Know your place. Yes...worship that cock. Be a good gurl, make Master cum." I did as told, as good gurl. The mantra of my fate echoing in my head. My mouth was his to enjoy, to use. I was his. My fate...sealed. It didn't take long before I felt his warm cum hitting the back of my throat. I eagerly drank it down, not even letting off his cock. Once he stopped squirting this nectar, I pulled my mouth off and then became to lick his rod clean. All while moaning as this pleasured me inside. I leaned back, and looked at him for approval and next command. "I am yours." The words echoed from my mouth. "Yes, yes you are." Master said, smiling at me. I was his.

CH1. After a few long, and mentally straining years, Alec was elated to have finally finished up Med school. But this left him with an issue, hes burnt out by the Boston area. He's seen all the sights, went to a lot of the stores, slept with one or two men, and he needed a change in scenery for the summer. So he decided to take a trip all the way to Texas for that change he's been needing. Alec got home after his graduation party to tell his family he'd be going, and after saying his goodbyes, he packed all his things and left on a plane for Texas, and this is where our story begins. Alec steps out of the airport, narrating to himself. "Well, guess this is my home for the next few months, now to actually get a roof over my head." He walks down the street, trying to find a hotel, ignoring the obvious stares he got from men due to his feminine stature and curve revealing pants. He could not find much of anything in his price range. He felt defeated until he say a flier on the wall advertising a ranch in need of new ranch hands. It advertised flexible hours, housing, and "life changing experiences" *wink wink*. This was enough for Alec, he takes the flier and puts its address into Google Maps, beginning the long walk. It had been hours since he started walking, and Alec was absolutely dying from this heat, and had gone through all his water. He was sweaty and tired, but was only a few miles away from the ranch now. However his legs could not go on and he collapsed into the sand, thinking that this was the end. However, a truck pulled up, and out came an absolute Adonis. 6'5, muscular, blond hair, blue eyes, and a sort of boy-ish charm on his face. Alec was sure that this was some kind of hallucination before he would die until the man said "Hello? Are you alright?" in a thick Texan accent. Alec looks up at him and manages to say "Waterrrrrr". The man nods and looks in his truck. "Ah shit, drank all mine, think you can hang on until we get to the ranch not too far off?" Alec shook his head and the stranger sighs. "I have one idea, but you might not like it stranger" Alec just looks at him. "I'll try anything..." The man nods and, undoes his buckle and takes off his pants? Alec blushes brightly from this action, now being face first with possibly the biggest cock he has ever seen. "U...uh hows this supposed to get me well...hydrated?" The man then says "I uh have to piss. But its mostly just water I swear! Might help you enough till we can get you back." Alec was caught off guard by this but felt as if he had no choice. He just opens his mouth, tongue out as the man slowly penetrated his mouth. The man did and slowly pissed down Alec's throat. Alec was grossed out with himself at first but then, began to actually like the feeling. His eyes roll up as he started taking the cock deeper into his throat. The man then pulls his cock out, holding back from pissing more. "I uh think you should be good now stranger? Unless, you want more~" The man smirks at Alec. Alec didn't even feel his body hesitate as he wrapped his mouth around that big shaft again, drinking up whatever the stranger had left. But then, the stranger held onto the back of his head. "Mmm, you sure you were just thirsty, or are you just a little girly slut?" The man then starts thrusting his dick in and out of Alec's mouth, but Alec didnt protest, he just took it. The stranger took forever to cum, his stamina was like nothing Alec had ever seen before. After a solid 30 minutes of him face fucking Alec, he finally came down his throat, causing Alec to cum in his pants. The man chuckles and picks Alec up. "Cmon, its getting too damn hot in here" He takes him inside the air conditioned truck, they then take off their shirts, both their sweaty bodies press up against eachother. The man smirks down at Alec. "Well arent you thristy? Drink up little bitch." Alec again felt as if he had no control as he started to lick the sweat off of this cowboy, taking in his smell, he especially got addicted to burying his face in the man's armpit. The man chuckles and spanks Alec's ass. "Damn you even smell like a woman sissy boy, what's a cutie like yourself doing all the way out here anyhow?" Alec pulls his face away, panting. "Job offer...for the ranch." The man smirks some more and takes off his pants fully. "Well I'm one of the ranch managers, I think we can count this as your interview then. The name is Kanan." Alec stares at Kanan's cock, still in disbelief that he was able to fit that down his throat. He figured that Kanan wanted to fuck him now so he tried to take out a condom from his bag. Kanan saw this and shook his head. "Nope, not allowed. Barebacking only" Alec's experience as a medstudent screamed at him to not do this, he did not know if Kanan was clean or not. But he lost control again as Kanan fingered him to loosen him up. "Damn, you even get wet on your own back here like a girl. I don't even need my lube I think." Alec's rational thought then went away as he lifts himself up into Kanan's lap, sitting down on his fat cock, beginning to bounce. Kanan relaxed for the first 30 minutes as Alec bounced non stop, moaning and losing his mind even more from how good it felt. But Kanan felt himself about to cum so he thrusts harder, the hardest Alec has been fucked so far, he might have even felt some tearing. Kanan then smirks at Alec's fucked stupid expression and asks "Are you ready for your breeding slut? Im gonna knock you up!" Alec's eyes widen at this, "F..fuck you're poz? Get out of me!" But his dick got harder and he even came a little from the reveal, he knew deep down that he might have actually wanted this. Kanan chuckles and leans up, kissing Alec deeply before saying. "Aww you don't want my seed? Because I can stop anytime and just shoot my dirty load down your throat instead. Alec had kissed Kanan back, he tried to think rationally but instead just begs outloud. "F..fuck knock me up! Poz me with your cock already~" And with that Kanan shot his thick, toxic cum into Alec's neg ass. Kanan kept pumping more and more cum in, not pulling out. The two men stay like this for a while, until Alec gets back up. "S..shit I got to get this out of me." Kanan chuckles and says. "Oooor, you could just leave in my cum, and start sucking my cock. I have another load left to feed you, and some piss." Alec again weighed the options, deciding to go ahead and suck off Kanan some more. After a few hours of cum and piss filled action, Kanan was bringing the now asleep Alec to his new room in the ranch. The first day of dirty toxic fun had tired him out, but he still had 6 more months of it, and unluckily or luckily for the neg little femboy, every single person on this ranch was Poz, waiting for a chance at that neg boy pussy.

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

Hi guys! I am new to the forum, even though I've been an active barebacker for 2 years, and public cumdump for a year. When I realized that I was born to be a cumdump, I was worrying about how to reconcile it with the relationships I wanted to have. Of course, I was thinking about open relationships or stuff like that. But with time, I realized two things. First, I cannot get horny for the same guy more than 2-3 times, I simply don't want it. I just like to get fucked by a new guy every day. Secondly, being in a relationship means that we are supposed to spend decent amount of time with our partners. And being horny and hungry cumdump, I realize that it would be time-wasting: I am much more willing to spend this time to get loaded by as many unknown guys as possible. So in the end of the day, I've made a decision to be a single slut forever and fulfil my calling in life. Are there any guys here who also rejected the very idea of a relationship to get more fucks and be more promiscuous? Are you satisfied with such a decision? 🙂 Thank you!

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A couple of years back I met up with a group of friends for a few beers on a Friday night....Whilst very drunk I had to endure one insipid guy saying that him and his boyfriend had taken it to the next level with their loving monogamous relationship and they had stopped using condoms.....It took all my drunken willpower to not show him pics on my phone of my cock in his boyfriends arse and that him and I had had been part of a darkroom sauna orgy recently. They broke up three months later over a course of antibiotics.

I don't mind tops getting around - there are plenty of bottoms to try out. The frustrating thing is getting them to load me, rather than any of the others.

I dig it when the top hurts me real bad . Often , i,m screaming for him to stop , but he pounds it into me harder . That's the deal guys . No mercy . pure & simple .

I gotta get off. if it’s while I have a bare cock in my ass, even better.

i have the same problem. after the first few thrusts my ass becomes as dry as a desert no matter how much lube i use. i haven't had a load drip out of my ass in a long time.

I would throw it out altogether. Any boy that wants to get down on his knees and suck my cock or get on all fours and let me and a few buddies run a train on its ass should be able to. Cumdumps mature fast sexually. Junior fuckboys know they want mens cocks early just like young straight boys want grown ass women's tits and pussy.

look at that huge load!

Getting back on the horse so to speak. Looking to travel or have sleazy outdoor meets in the woods at night. I love to eat ass and breed ass.

Right now it's too soon to say how I feel. Tested poz june 9th. I mean initially, I was relieved that I didn't need to worry about it anymore and I could now get the ass tat I've always wanted. Ive just got to find a guy to do it.

Definitely a pig!! Prefer sex dirty, nasty, filthy, twisted, and depraved. The filthier, the better.

My horniest piss one was having a drunk threesome with two drunken random guys I met in a bar, I went back to a hotel room one of them was staying in. When we were all stripped and exploring each others bodies, one of the guys said he had to piss, I got up on the bed and took his cock in my mouth and waited for the piss flow. As I was starting to drink down his beer piss, the second guy then used his precum to shove his erection in me and emptied his bladder in my arse. With both bladders drained they carried on fucking both of my holes. A lot of hard drugs were consumed and I left at 8am doing the walk of shame, hungover and unshowered through the hotel reception and the bus home. I didn't sleep for 48 hours after and no idea what I took and never saw either of them again. No piss play has ever lived up to that seedy night since, but i live in hope.

two things had just happened. Firstly for the first time in my life I felt another man cum inside me I felt his cock swell up and I felt it shoot load after load of cum inside me. Secondly I passed out. I don't know how long I was out for although it must of been 30 seconds or so at least as when I woke up I was now laying in the centre of the room on my back Dave was no longer behind me instead he'd come round to the front and was stood with his cock hanging two inches from my mouth. "nice of you to join us again now are you just gonna lay there or do you fancy cleaning my cock while Matt takes his turn opening you up" My head was foggy and my senses where out of wack however as my eyes started to focus I was sure I spotted what muct of been some of my own blood on the head of Daves cock. Before I could ask his dick was down my throat and the metallic taste confirmed it was blood. During this I hadn't even noticed that Matt had now take position in between my legs the first I knew was when I felt his cock stretching my hole. Matt was definitely bigger then Dave and I could feel my hole stretching to accommodate his size. "fuck Daves right this hole was meant for breeding I can't wait to help knock that cunt up" I didn't know what he meant by knocking me up I assumed it was just dirty talk same as how a man might knock a woman up seeing as I was currently taking his bare dick in my ass it kinda made sense in my head. "fuck I'm not gonna last long in here" Matt fucked me with urgency he was hard and fast and continued battering my hole while daves cock was still in my mouth. I moaned around his cock in pure lust a while again marveling at what had happened here. "that's it boy take that fucking loaf take my seed and let me knock that tight cunt of your up. Let me make you nice and sloppy before Jack really tears that cunt up" Just then I felt Matts cock grow just the same as Daves had previously and knew it was time to get my second load. "here it comes boy take it take all of that fucking cum". Shot after shot I felt every twitch every tiny movement of his cock before he slid out and walked over to me. I looked over and saw Jack smiling. "Looks like your ready for mine now boy"

Sorry for the delay forgot about the posts per day limit With his cock down my throat I've no choice but to continue sniffing the bottle suddenly the pressure gives way and Im overwhelmed with the feeling of a cock working its way inside me for the first time. Instinctively I lift my head up suddenly and feel the spike on the other tops cock scrape the inside of my mouth. I look up at him my eyes full of lust as I am overwhelmed by all the new feelings I'm experiencing. "don't worry it won't be long until I can get this monster in your cunt and you can really find out how it feels to be fucked." with that he ploughed his cock straight back into the hole of the bottom underneath me. He fucked him hard and deep for a few moments before pulling back out and pointing it towards my mouth. For the first time I saw some of the damage the spike inflicted on the bottom. The tip of the spike and his shaft had streaks of blood on them. Figuring I didn't notice the first time and still heavily under the Influence of lust and that magic little bottle I took his cock back into my mouth. As he proceeded to alternate between fucking my throat and fucking the bottoms ass. Meanwhile behind me my new friend was slowly working his average sized cock in and out of me and building a steady rhythm. "dam that cunt feels tight. This isn't your first time is it?" I managed to pant out a yes in between sealling cock "fuck we got a virgin here and he's already becoming as much of a whore as the rest of us. He'll be ready for you in no time Jack" the man who's cock I'd been sucking for what felt like forever smiled "we'll let him take Matts first before he gets to me. He's been such a good bottom tongight it's only fair he gets a turn don't you think Dave?" "sure I'm not gonna last much longer in here anyway" Jack chuckled as I wondered how I'd got this far and have only just learned their names I quickly realised I didn't care though. I was in heaven. Dave was now attacking my hole with everything he had "you ready for this load pig you ready to feel my cock explode inside you." I couldn't speak as Jacks cock was wedged firmly down my thoart at this point. All I could do was grunt which Dave took for consent as I felt his cock start to swell up inside me "that's it boy take this load, milk that dirty load out of my cock and become a proper pig show me what you where made for" just then two things happened. For the first time in my life I felt another man cum inside me I felt his cock swell up and I felt it shoot load after load of cum inside me. Secondly I passed out.

The first guy to convince me to go bareback simply got me fucked up on poppers and then surprised me with a loaded pipe and next thing I know is I'm getting fucked completely bare and and lost my mind when I felt the heat and wetness of his hot creamy jizz blast inside me.

I can't turn down a man with a beard like that, have to take his load!

Damn id like this top!

102 loads so far, from 63 different guys.

it has both WMCBP and Hush, finds WMCBP is most comfortable for all day wear but Love the Hush

Ditto this. It is spot on. i'm a critical care nurse and >1000 hours of direct care experience with Covid poz patients in a critical care setting. Cytokine response syndrome (aka "cytokine storm" or simply "CRS") is the big killer here. We are just starting to figure out the reasons behind who gets this triggered response and who does not. i had two patients a few weeks ago, one relatively young (50) and in good health otherwise, the other was 87 and had several co-morbidities (diabetes, vascular disease, heart disease). The 87 year old started out on high flow O2 equipment where we were forcing ventalation, the other was getting a lessor O2 device. The 87 year old improved at twice the rate of the younger guy. Not only was CRS an emergent factor, it also seems to have longer term ramifications because of lung injury that can take several months to resolve even after the infection has cleared. We are still learning this disease, it is deadly, and even when it is not, if you happen to be the type that gets the CRS response, you are in for an ugly ride. The vaccine is demonstrating 95% efficacy at this point, i'm getting vaccinated next week (i have to wait when i am off work because there can be side effects), We do not know the long term effects of the vaccine, it's new, but we do know the effects of Covid, so putting it on the scales, i'm going with the vaccine. Covid related deaths are a reality, so far, no one has died from the vaccine. It may happen, and yes, some are going to have worse side effects than others, but comparatively, it's the better bet by far. Science is not perfection, it produces the best evidence we have so far and is an ever ongoing pursuit for more and better evidence.

I wasn’t going to reply, but can’t help myself...the great thing about science is it doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not, it’s true. And so is the fact that it’s the cytokine storm your body produces or doesn’t produce when infected with covid. This is my line of work. I’m a scientist and conduct and run clinical trials. Yes, comparatively it may seem like a small percentage of folks die, but to me, a few hundred thousand is very high. mans it doesn’t matter whether you’re in super shape or not, if your body reacts to the virus by producing a cytokine storm then that’s what endangers you. It’s a cascade of reactions happening in your body where your lungs start to fill with fluid and things start to shut down. They’re realizing this is happening to people with certain blood types more than others and other genetic similarities m. It also depends on how much of the virus you received in your infecting dose and how it went in your body. If you can ramp up your immune system in a way that the NK (natural killer) cells are robust and do their thing and prevent the cytokine storm you can survive and get better eventually. This is what the treatments we use are doing like the antibodies, remdesivir + dexamthesome. I’m not here to argue or prove anyone right or wrong. We all must be careful. It’s a horrible death and almost for certain you will die alone separated from everyone and anyone. Be smart. taking appropriate medical precautions.m Kline social distancing and wearing a mask have zero to do with personal freedom or any freedom. It boils down to this: do you want to kill someone and do you want them to kill you. The answer is no and so you put on a goddamn mask and quit being selfish. If this country had been managed immensely better from the onset of the crisis we would not have the economic turmoil and deaths that this president has caused. He has given up on covid bc he’s a loser and doesn’t have the best of the nation in his intentions. He could give a shit

Part 4 A few months later I was feeling much better. I was still not on meds and I knew that I was still highly toxic but I was super horny all the time and I was regularly cumming more than once in the same day. I was wanking frequently and fucking lads pretty much every chance I got. It felt like my dick was super charged - in more ways than one. I was hooking up on line, visiting the Vault regularly and fucking guys through the gloryholes or bent over the barrels and generally taking advantage of any opportunity that presented itself. I was also working out in the gym two or three times a week and the gym I went to was quite cruisy. Not much ever happened on the premises but quite often I would take a guy home and fuck him after I had cruised him in the showers or the changing rooms. One night after I had been working late I fucked the lad who delivered my Domino's pizza, a slim blond lad of about 19 or 20. He had delivered to me before (I love pizza - one reason for the need to work out at the gym!) and I thought then I had noticed him checking me out. This time I was just out of the shower and answered the door in my T shirt and pants and there was no mistaking his interest. Seconds later he was in my flat, my pants were down and my cock was in his mouth. He sucked me for a while and then stood up. "We have to be quick," was all he said as he pulled his pants down and bent forward. I went up him bareback and fucked him right there in the hallway as he gave little grunts and soon I had hold of his hips and I was fucking his tight young arse hard and fast. Before too long I could feel myself starting to cum and I pushed my cock right up him and held it there as I pumped a big load into his arse. When I had finished cumming I pulled out and he pulled his pants up and grinned at me. "I need to get back." he said. I enjoyed the pizza almost as much as the fuck and I had a feeling the pizza lad would be back for more. I was continuing to build up my business and things were going well. I had now hired an assistant to help me run the business so that I could concentrate on expanding it and Jonny turned out to be a really good appointment. He was quiet and serious, but very efficient, well organised and reliable - just what I needed. I was also continuing to have some horny fun at work and was surprised how often the opportunity presented itself. We managed a flat which was rented to three young guys who had been students together and now all worked in the city. I really liked the three lads and enjoyed managing their tenancy. I sometimes had to give them a warning about the mess in their flat after the quarterly inspection but they always took it good naturedly and after that the flat would be kept cleaner and tidier, at least for a while. It was a typical lads' pad - dirty plates and mugs, pizza boxes, beer cans and dirty clothes everywhere and I never quite knew what I was going to find when I did their quarterly inspections. They were all good looking lads - Connor was dark and quite stocky, Alex and Daniel were both blond and quite slim. I mentioned that I was doing quite a lot of wanking at this time and I have to admit that one of my wank fantasies involved the three lads. I would imagine them with their pants down at their knees, all wanking together and then imagine myself sucking on all their cocks, moving from one to the other and letting them all cum in my mouth. I would also imagine the three of them bent over together, arses in the air as I rimmed them all, moving in my fantasy from Connor's dark hairy arse to Alex's smooth hole and Daniel's hairy blond one. Of course I also imagined myself fucking them - with the three of them bent over together as I pushed my cock up each of them in turn and fucked them all before dumping my load deep up one or other of them. I did actually have a wank in Connor's room one afternoon. I was carrying out their quarterly property inspection and on this occasion the flat was relatively tidy. Connor's room was, as usual, the least tidy and on the floor beside the bed I noticed a pair of dark blue Calvin Klein pants and saw that the front was wet and sticky with what looked like quite a big load of cum. I guessed that Connor had had a morning wank before he went to work and had used a pair of his dirty underpants to wipe up his cum. I could feel my dick beginning to harden and I thought back to a few months before when I had seen Connor coming out of the shower. He had not realised I was in the flat and had come out of the bathroom naked, his towel slung over his shoulder. I had a really good view of his cock which looked to be quite long and thick and then as he passed me, I got a good look at his chunky, hairy arse. My dick was fully hard now and, thought I knew I shouldn't, I unzipped my trousers and pulled my cock out. I had a brilliant wank, imagining myself bending Connor over his bed and pushing my cock right up his hairy arse and fucking him. I imagined how tight his straight boy arse would be and how good it would feel to fuck him as he groaned and pushed his face into the pile of dirty clothes on his bed. I imagined fucking him as hard as I could and then shooting the biggest load of cum deep into his unprotected arse. Just a few weeks later I did get to have some horny sex in the flat but, as it happened, it wasn't with one of the lads. I had arranged the quarterly inspection with Alex and, as usual, they were happy for me to carry it out without them being there. Alex mentioned that Daniel's younger brother was staying that week with his friend from university and said he would tell Daniel to let his brother know. In typical Alex fashion, however, he must have forgotten to mention it. I didn't notice anything at first when I entered the flat and assumed it was empty. Then I heard a groan and the unmistakeable sound of flesh slapping on flesh as I heard another groan. At first I thought one of the lads must be in the flat and I was just about to discreetly leave when I heard a male voice groaning "Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me!" I moved quietly down the hall and looked quietly into Daniel's room. A slim young guy with dark hair and glasses was bent over the bed being fucked from behind by a taller, blond lad. Both lads were wearing only a T shirt and were naked from the waist down as they fucked and I could tell from the likeness that the blond lad was Daniel's younger brother and the other guy must be his friend from university. It was quite a horny sight but I didn't want to interrupt them and was just about to turn round leave when the blond lad seemed to sense I was there, turned his head and saw me standing there. I don't think I've ever seen anyone look more shocked than these two did as the blond lad quickly pulled his cock out of the other lad's arse and tried to pull the duvet over them both. I apologised and explained who I was and what I was doing and it turned out that, as I had guessed, no one had told the two lads I was due to inspect the property that day. The ice had broken a bit now and the blond lad introduced himself as Cameron and told me the other lad was Andrew. I could see that both Cameron and Andrew had noticed that my cock was getting hard and Andrew in particular was staring openly at the bulge in my trousers. I apologised again for interrupting their fun and said I had better go and leave them to it. It was then that Cameron asked me if I would like to join them.......... Seconds later I had unzipped my trousers and Andrew had taken my hard cock into his mouth. He sucked me really well as Cameron pulled my trousers and pants right down and then joined Andrew and the two of them took turns sucking me. I didn't think it could get any hornier but then Cameron asked Andrew if he wanted me to fuck him. Andrew nodded and Cameron told him to kneel up on the bed. I could see that Cameron was really turned on by the thought of watching me fuck his boyfriend and I could see that Andrew really wanted it too but was a bit nervous. Rather shyly he asked if I could take it slowly and told me that he had never been fucked by anyone other than Cameron. I promised to go easy and Cameron fingered some lube into Andrew's arse as I moved in behind him. "Wait," said Andrew suddenly, "Shouldn't we use a condom?" I had wondered if anyone would mention condoms. I had noticed that they were fucking without a condom earlier but I had suspected they might want me to use one. Before I could say anything, Cameron said it would be more fun to do it without one and, after a moment's hesitation, Andrew nodded and turned around again, pushing his slim arse into the air. I went up him very slowly and he groaned and asked me to stop for a moment. After a few more pauses to let him get used to my cock, I was fully up him and I held my cock there for a moment or two and then began to fuck him slowly. Cameron was wanking now as I continued fucking Andrew "Oh yes," he whispered "fuck him... fuck him.." I could feel that Andrew was wanking now and I began to fuck him a bit harder. I could tell from his moans that he was starting to enjoy being fucked now and I started to fuck him a little bit harder. Cameron was watching closely as I fucked his boyfriend bareback and I could see how much it turned him on. I was getting close now - Andrew's hole was so tight I knew I wasn't going to last much longer and soon I could feel myself starting to cum in his slim young arse. Cameron was now urging me on and telling me to cum in Andrew's arse and Andrew was moaning for it too. I shot what felt like a massive load into Andrew and when I pulled out, Cameron went straight up him and shot his load after just three or four thrusts. It was a very horny experience and I could see that both lads had enjoyed it as much as I had. They asked me if I could come back round the following day and the next day we fucked again. It was very horny having two good looking young lads sucking my cock and licking my balls and even hornier when they both knelt up on the bed together and I rimmed them both, moving back and forward between Andrew's smooth hole and Cameron's which was slightly hairier. Cameron was keen to get fucked this time and soon I was taking turns on them both, fucking Andrew and then moving over to push my cock up Cameron's arse. He was just as tight as Andrew and it was not too long before I was ready to cum again. I was up Andrew's arse as I started to cum and I shot a little bit of cum into Andrew and then went up Cameron's arse and shot the rest of what felt like a massive load deep inside hm. I had already given one of my loads to Andrew so it seemed only fair that I give one to his boyfriend too. A few weeks later I got the chance to spend a week in Scotland when one of my friends invited me to join him and a group of his friends in the north of Scotland. I needed a break - I hadn't had a holiday for more than two years and I was now feeling confident enough to leave the business in the hands of Jonny and my sister so I happily agreed. I had been friends with Michael for a number of years, although we came from completely different backgrounds and moved in very different circles, he was a really good and supportive friend and I was looking forward to seeing him. I was also looking forward to taking some time off and, as I had never been there, to seeing something of Scotland. Michael and his partner had hired a large lodge in the north of Scotland and invited two other couples, a couple of single guys and me. I only knew one of the others and I didn't really like him - I had always found him very judgemental, but I was really looking forward to the trip and set off in good spirits. It was a long way from London to the north of Scotland so I decided to spend a night in Edinburgh on the way up. I got to Edinburgh early in the afternoon, checked in to my hotel and had a shower and a rest and then went off to explore the city. I enjoyed strolling around the city very much and then I had a nice meal in an Italian restaurant and went for a drink in a gay pub that someone had recommended to me. I enjoyed the evening a lot - there was a good atmosphere and I got chatting to a few guys. I ended up chatting to two guys in their mid 30s. I had thought they were a couple at first but it turned out they were just friends and the smaller, dark haired guy, Chris, had a partner who worked in the evening and the taller guy, Charlie, was single. I fancied both of them but didn't really think anything was going to happen but after another few drinks they said they were going to visit a cruising ground and asked if I wanted to come with them. I was well up for that - it was a warm summer evening and I had not been cruising outdoors for a while and I was well up for getting my pants down in the open air. The cruising ground was a short taxi ride away and soon the three of us were entering a park and walking deep into some woods. It was pitch dark but after a while I could see some shadows moving around in the woods and, as my eyes got a bit more accustomed to the dark, I could see some of the guys who were cruising. It was a mixed group as always, but some of the guys were really good looking and soon we had joined a group of guys who were wanking and sucking each other. It was not too long before my pants were down and I was joining in the action and I noticed that both Chris and Charlie had also now dropped their pants and were joining in the action. We all joined in the sucking and wanking and after a while the group had dispersed and the three of us had been joined by another guy and soon we were all sucking and wanking each other. It was Chris who bent over first and I watched as the new guy pushed his cock up Chris's arse and began to fuck him bareback. Charlie grinned and bent over next to his mate and soon I was up him. Neither Chris nor Charlie had mentioned condoms and both seemed happy to bend over and take it bareback. I fucked Charlie for a while and then me and the other top changed places and I went up Chris's arse and fucked him for a while. I really wanted to get up Charlie's arse again and soon we had swapped and I was cumming deep in Charlie's arse as the other guy bred Chris. I was still horny and a little while later I bent over and took one up the arse against a tree as Charlie and Chris watched. The guy who was fucking me shot his load up my arse and disappeared and then we made our way back out to the road and they got me a taxi back to my hotel. I slept well that night, having enjoyed a few drinks and feeling the pleasant sensation of a cum filled arse. I had an excellent full Scottish breakfast the next morning and then went for a walk around the city before checking out and going to get my train to the north of Scotland. I enjoyed the views as the train pulled out of Edinburgh and headed north - the scenery was amazing and I was now looking forward to my break even more. I was also feeling horny as usual, but there was no one on the train that sparked my interest. A little later I noticed the train guard - he was dark haired and quite stocky, with an arse that really filled out his dark blue trousers. I think he sensed me checking him out and as he passed a bit later and checked our tickets, I could see he was checking me out. A little later he passed again and I spread my legs a bit to let him see my semi hard cock through my trousers and I could tell he was interested. A little later he came and sat down just opposite me and opened a bottle of water. We were blatantly checking each other out now and he too had spread his legs a bit so that I could clearly see the outline of his cock in his trousers. After a while he finished his water and got up. He moved towards the next carriage and very discreetly motioned to me to follow him. I waited a moment and then casually got up and walked in the same direction. He was waiting for me in a recess area just inside the front carriage and a few minutes later we were in the train toilet. He produced some kind of key and locked the door from the inside and grinned at me. He went down on me first and soon I was enjoying a really good blowjob. I didn't want to cum too soon so after a while I stopped him and he unzipped his trousers and got his cock out. I took it into my mouth and sucked him and he sighed. I sucked him for a while and then licked his balls. I really wanted to get my tongue up his fit arse but he was a bit reluctant at first as he said he had been working all day and might not be very fresh. I told him I didn't care and, after a little hesitation, he was bent over the toilet, his dark blue trousers and white underpants at his ankles as I pulled his cheeks apart and pushed my tongue into his hole. His hole was quite hairy and, to be honest, not as fresh as it might be, but I didn't care. I love rimming fit lads and I got my tongue right into his hole. He was really into it and began to wank as I pushed my tongue as far up his arse as I could and licked his hairy hole. After a while he stopped me and stood up. "I'm so close," he said and then added "I really wish you could fuck me right now!" I said I was up for that but he shook his head and said "I'm really sorry, but I don't have a condom." He asked me if I had one and I shook my head. He asked me if I ever fucked without one and I said yeah, now and then. "Do you want to?" he asked and when I nodded, he grinned at me. Like so many guys I had encountered who initially wanted to play safe, he did not take much persuading to go bareback and soon he was bent over the toilet again and I was pushing my cock up his now lubed arse. I was really turned on - his arse was one of the fittest I had fucked in a long time - and I was also turned on by the fact that we were fucking in a train toilet while he was supposed to be at work. The train was going faster now and we had to be careful to keep our balance as I fucked his fit, hairy arse and he wanked himself off. I shot a big load up him and then pushed my cock right up him and pulled him up as he shot his load out in front of him. It was another very horny experience with another guy who asked no questions and happily took my bare cock and my load up his fit arse. A little later I was stretched out in my seat once more enjoying the scenery and I was feeling good. I had crossed the border just 24 hours ago and I had already fucked and bred two very fit Scottish arses. I had a feeling it was going to be a good week.

You don't have to be single forever, some men out there might just want a relationship with a guy like you. I take pleasure in whoring out my partners. And they can get dicks on their own too.

Please note I wish this was me. If anyone wants to help it become me please leave me a voicemail at 415 xxx-xxxx. Kyle was only a senior at suburban Chicago high school. He had just turned 18 and at 5’10” he had a solid, runner’s build. With his good looks he could get any girl (or guy) he wanted, but he hadn’t begun to explore his sexuality, he was a nerd (a very cute nerd, including the glasses) and was more into school and grades. Kyle was fortunate to have a loving mother, but since his father died when he was barley 13. He was without a male influence in his life at the most important stage in his young life, puberty. Even after his father’s death, Kyle was always able to come and go as he pleased. This became easier for Kyle when his mother gave him a car for his 16th birthday. It was common for Kyle to be out all night…that is as long as he let his mom know that he wouldn’t be home. On this particular Friday, Kyle was going to check out one of the major university in the city of Chicago. He drove into the city and parked his car in a lot a few blocks from the campus. He met with an admission counselor and took a tour of the campus. The tour was conducted by a current student at the school. After the tour Kyle was hungry and decided to grab a late lunch. He headed to the student union and grabbed a sandwich and, since he didn’t know anyone at the school, sat at a table by himself. There were student’s coming and going as he relaxed and ate his lunch. Soon a couple of older students, he guessed that they must be seniors, sat down with him. They introduced themselves. “Hey there, I’m Ricky and that’s my roommate Tyler.” As they shook hands Kyle introduced himself, “I’m Kyle.” Tyler commented, “We’ve never seen you here before, where’s a good looking guy like you been hiding?” “I’m not a student here, at least not yet…..I am going to start in the fall.” Ricky then said, “Right on! We’re having a few of our friends over for a party tonight, you should come over. Where are you spending the night?” “Well, I was just going to drive back home after I finished eating. I live in the northwest suburbs of Chicago.” The two college men invited Kyle to come over and spend the night. The way the two were talking to the high school senior he felt like he couldn’t refuse. He had been to his share of high school parties with beer and pot. He knew he could control himself as to not make a fool of himself in front of a group of college students. “Sure, that sounds like it will be a lot of fun. I figure I will get to make some good friends here before I classes start this fall.” “Right on!” exclaimed Ricky. Kyle finished eating and the three left. As Kyle followed behind the two older college men he called and left a message for his mom that he was hanging with a few college guys and wouldn’t be home till the morning. He always felt a little sheepish, but maybe at this party he could break out and be more of a leader. After a good walk the three came to an old apartment building. Kyle followed the two other men as they climbed up to the top floor and he wondered to himself why the building looked to have four floors but they lived on the third floor. His curiosity would be answered cause as he was led into the only apartment on the top floor he discovered that they lived in a unit intended for the building’s owner. The main floor had a decent kitchen, a large living room with a den and a full bath with there were four bedrooms up stairs. “Just you two live here?” “It will be just us two this summer, in the fall we usually look for a few guys to occupy the other bedrooms” Tyler told him. Ricky offered Kyle a beer and they all settled in the living room to watch the Cub’s game. The three sat on the large sectional couch across from the 60” plasma with Kyle between the two roommates. The sectional was big enough so they had adequate space between each as to not make Kyle uncomfortable. Kyle drank his beer slowly and as he did he began to feel warm. He noticed that Ricky and Tyler had slipped their shirts off and were now just sitting in their cargo shorts. These two had great bodies with well defined pecs, arms and flat abs….Kyle felt a little self conscious about removing his shirt. Tyler made the suggestion, “Make yourself at home, get comfortable.” They could tell that Kyle was not comfortable about taking his shirt off and made the suggestion, “Kyle, it get’s warm in the apartment, why don’t you slip your shirt off…I’m sure you’ll feel cooler with it off.” It seemed like Kyle took that as a command as he removed his shirt to reveal his lean, thin build. Ricky helped boost Kyle’s self esteem, “Kyle you got a nice body for a young dude. I can see a lot of potential for you. You work out at all?” “A little….I’m more into my studies then working out. I run a lot though.” “What do you think Ricky, with a little work and our guidance we could make something out of that body of his.” “Right on!” Ricky agreed. “You really think I could be built like you?” Tyler told the shy teen, “Sure we do.” This brought a smile to Kyle’s face. He drank more of his beer and began to feel warmer and a little horny. Here he was with two good looking guys watching the Cubs and he was getting hard. He did his best to hide his growing erection, but it was not able to and soon both Ricky and Tyler noticed and knew it was time to launch their plan. Hey slid in closer to Kyle and Ricky put his hand on Kyle’s thigh as Tyler put his arm around the teen. Kyle was not quick enough to protest….he actually felt comfortable with what the two were doing. Before Kyle knew it Tyler removed his glasses and was pulling him in for a kiss while Ricky moved his hand up his leg into his shorts. This was all new to Kyle; he had never been with anyone sexually except himself. He figured he’d go with it, and if he didn’t like it then he’d know he wasn’t gay. But he was discovering that he did like the way these two hot studs were making him feel. He felt his senses going into over load as Ricky played with his seven inch cut cock and Tyler’s tongue probed into his mouth. It didn’t take long before Kyle’s shorts and boxers were on the ground. Ricky began to lick and suck Kyle’s cock as Tyler pulled Kyle down to his crotch. As Tyler held his head down he moved his cargo shorts down revealing a nice eight inch cut cock. Tyler urged - no, commanded Kyle lick his cock, “Lick my cock, lick it from the base to the tip.” Kyle was in virgin territory and did was he felt was right, just follow their directions. The last thing he wanted the roommates to know was that he was a virgin. Kyle’s lack of experience showed when Ricky told him to suck Tyler’s cock. He wasn’t sure what to do and did the best he could just getting the tip in his mouth. “Watch the teeth Kyle!” Kyle pulled off for a second, saying “Sorry.” Ricky could tell that Kyle was about to cum and the two didn’t want that just yet. He pulled off Kyle’s cock and came up to kiss he lover, Tyler. The two roommates whispered to each other as Kyle continued to try and do his best to suck Tyler. Tyler asked, “Is this the first time you’ve ever sucked a guy’s cock?” Kyle kept stroking Tyler’s cock as he lifted his head and attempted to deny this fact. Ricky let him know, “It’s ok if you’ve never done this before. We can teach you, we can teach you a lot.” Kyle felt more at ease and admitted the truth, “Yeah, I’ve never done this before….I’m a virgin.” Tyler asked, “So, you think you’re gay?” “I don’t really know….I’ve never been with a guy - or girl." “It’s ok”, Ricky reassured him, “Let’s head up stairs and get comfortable and we can teach you everything.” They headed up the stairs, stark naked, and went into the master bedroom. There Kyle sat down as Tyler stepped into the bathroom for a second. When he returned he had a bottle of poppers, a few white and blue pills and something else that Kyle couldn’t see. Kyle asked, “What are the pills for?” Tyler told him, “The blue ones will keep you hard and horny,” Ricky said, “The white one will relax you.” Kyle naivety showed, he figured that these guys knew what they were doing, they wouldn’t hurt him. He swallowed the pills. “What’s the little brown bottle for?” Tyler said “Those are poppers, they also help relax you when you sniff them” as he opened the bottle and took a couple deep hits in each nostril. He then handed the bottle to Ricky and he did the same. They then handed the bottle to Kyle and he didn’t even hesitate when he took his hits. Kyle’s head was spinning. The ecstasy was beginning to kick in as the poppers hit him hard. The roommates knew that they had him right where they wanted him. Before Kyle knew what was happening Ricky grabbed his left arm and Tyler stuck him with a needle. The next thing Kyle felt was a warmth rush up his arm and felt it difficult to breath. He coughed out a couple times. He heard a ringing in his ears and felt as if he was floating. When he started to gain a comprehension as to what was happening….he was on his back with his legs on Ricky’s shoulders. He looked up at Ricky as he began to realize that he was being fucked. Kyle didn’t say a word, he simply moaned out in pleasure to what was happening. Tyler was over his head and as Kyle came around, Tyler began to feed Kyle his cock. Kyle eagerly sucked it down and, with the position he was in, took it down his throat. With a free hand he reached down to feel Ricks cock sliding in and out of his ass when he made a startling discovery….Ricky was not wearing a rubber. For a brief moment Kyle panicked, he remembered all the lectures and videos he watched in health class on STD’s and safe sex, but after Tyler shoved the poppers back under his nose forcing him to take some deep hits. His head was spinning as he heard the two college studs talking. “Ricky, this fag can make us some good cash over the next four years.” “Right on! With some good training and the proper encouragement he’ll be a perfect addition to our crew. Hey Ty, how much did you give him?” “Close to two quarters.” “That’s a good start, we got to get him hooked so he will be depended on us.” Kyle barely heard yet understood what the studs were talking about. “I’m getting close Ty….he’s got one hot ass here.” “Breed him bro, breed his virgin ass.” Ricky looked down at Kyle and told him, “Look at me, keep those baby blues on mine.” Tyler pulled his cock from Kyle’s mouth, “There’ll be plenty of time to teach you to suck cock and swallow cum.” Kyle looked up at Tyler as he spoke and was reminded, “LOOK AT ME BITCH!” as he felt a hand slap him across his face. He looked up at Ricky. “I want you to remember this, always look at the John’s eyes when he fucks you, ESPECIALLY WHEN HE IS ABOUT TO CUM IN YOUR ASS!” Kyle had his eyes locked on Ricky as he heard him start to moan and grunt. He punctuated each thrust with a grunt. Then it happened, “FUCK I’M CUMMING!!!! I’M BEEDING YOUR ASS, YOUR VIRGIN NEG HOLE. IT BELONGS TO ME NOW!!!” As Ricky’s orgasm concluded he ground his cock inside Kyle’s formerly virgin hole making sure that every ounce of his seed was massaged into his gut. Ricky pulled his still hard cock out of Kyle and he was quickly replaced by Tyler’s. “MY TURN TO CLAIM YOUR ASS AS MY OWN!” Tyler exclaimed as he rammed the entire length of his 8” cock inside the teen. With the change in position he was able to get a good look at the cock that had taken his virginity and probably his health. Ricky’s cock was the same length as Tyler’s, but uncut. Since Tyler had his cock down Kyle’s throat he had already worked his balls to near boiling point. He began to breath heavier as Kyle could feel his cock thicken. Kyle had his eyes locked on Tyler as the stud reached the point of no return. “UH, UH, UH, TAKE MY CHARGED CUM YOU FUCKING WHORE!” And Kyle was filled with his second load of poz cum. Kyle was taking his second load of poz cum of the afternoon and he was loving it. He knew from that point on he was gay. Over the next few hours he would take more loads from the two studs who had shown him how wonderful gay sax could be. All his life he would jerk off trying to think of a hot chick from school or a sexy super model. But now he knew his true self, his real sexual desires were being satisfied. Tyler was fucking Kyle when he said to Ricky, “This bitch is gonna bring in some good cash.” “Hell yeah Ty, once we get him built up a bit he’ll be a good addition to our corral.” “Look’ like he needs another slam.” “Yeah, you’re right Ty. I’ll go get him one, I think he’ll be ready for the ‘DP’ after that.” “Right, I’ll flip on my back,” Tyler picked Kyle up and flipped over on his back without pulling out of their fuck toy. “That’s it, just rock back and forth a little while Ricky gets you a little something to keep you feeling good.” Ricky returned and promptly gave Kyle another slam, this one stronger then the first. Kyle couldn’t sit up any more and laid down on Tyler’s chest immediately after the removal of the tourniquet as the drugs moved through his body. “OH FUCK!” escaped Kyle’s mouth as he lay on Tyler’s chest. Ricky didn’t waste any time and crawled up behind the drugged teen and slid his cock in along side that of his buddy. A louder “OH FUCK!” came from the drugged up boy. Kyle never knew his as could stretch that far, but as he accommodated the two cocks within him he felt an immense pleasure deep in side. Ricky and Tyler set about fucking into Kyle with such animalistic vigor the two studs knew that the teen would not escape their grasps as their new commodity. Kyle could only moan as he took the hard fucking of two cocks at the same time. Tyler and Ricky had an ability to sustain themselves when they double fucked a willing cunt and Kyle was no exception. Kyle took the simultaneous pounding for well over an hour before they shot their loads. Ricky was first (and in his position it was easier for him) to pound away at Kyle’s well stretched ass. There were a couple times he pulled out to the tip and rammed back in their new boy. He looked into Tyler’s eyes as he shot his load. Once Tyler felt his buddy’s cock spasm his thrusting picked up and he shot his load. The three sweaty body’s lay upon the bed as they each collected their breath. Tyler’s cock slipped out first followed by Ricky puling out. They pushed Kyle on his back and took a good size dildo to the boy’s hole, making sure to work their poz jism deeper into the drugged up boy. They were satisfied that their DNA was working its way within Kyle’s blood stream when they saw a red tinge on the end of the dildo. The dildo was removed and a large butt plug replaced it within the teen’s gapping hole. Ricky leaned in close to Kyle and told him, “You’ve been a good boy so far, but now it’s time to learn to suck cock and swallow cum. The rest of our ‘crew’ will be here soon and you will suck each one of them off.” Tyler added, “I’m sure they will love the opportunity to cum down your throat.” A naked Kyle was helped down to the living room as Ricky and Tyler pulled their cargo shorts and shorts back on. They made Kyle drink Gatorade (laced with G), as he watched bareback porn on the 60” plasma as they made sure he did not stroke his semi-hard cock. They could tell that the Viagra he took was not working as well as he was slowly getting Tina dick. Tyler commented, “Another good slam and he’ll be as limp as a wet noodle” as he went to administer a third slam to the drugged up fuck toy. “There ya go boy, you feeling good?” Kyle was in heaven. He had never done drugs before, not even a beer, and now he had been given 3 slams of crystal meth. All he could doo was nod yes as he was in a drugged up haze. His semi hard erection had become a shriveled up two inch boy clit, but he was horny as fuck. Kyle begged, “Please fuck me, I need to be fucked, please.” He was left, not allow to touch himself as he waited. Soon a couple young guys came through the door. They looked to be no older then Kyle, about 18. There was Jim, Bob and David. They almost had the same build as Kyle except for the fact that these three were a bit more muscular. The three were told “Kyle here is your new ‘brother’ and he wants to learn how to give a proper blow job. You will each get your reward once he has swallowed each and ever load you can give him. And remember, you can’t fuck him. We’ll be watching.” Jim was the first boy that they brought into the stables. He was a former high school wrestle and used to be straight when they drugged and thought him the joys of gay sex. After his indoctrination Jim broke up with his pregnant girlfriend and went to work for the roommates. There were a couple of boys after Jim, but one ran off with a ‘John’ and the other got killed. Then Bob was easily recruited into the stables. His father kicked him out after discovering he was gay and a drug user. He easily fit in with working as one of their male whores. The last one was David, he was a lonely gay boy in Chicago and found acceptance from the group. He was resistant at first to working for them, but after converting and testing poz he knew he had no place to go. Ricky and Tyler promised to take care of him. The two roommates did take care of their boys. They gave them a place to live, clothes, food, gym memberships and most important thing of all, AIDS medication. The three escorted Kyle up to one of the other bedrooms. The only furniture in this room was a couple mattresses on the floor and a dimly lit lamp in the corner. There was also a night vision camera in one of the corners so that the roommates could watch the three teach Kyle to suck cock. Jim said, “If you listen to us and do as we tell you, you will have no problem sucking any size cock into your throat, and with Bob’s length you might even get his cum to bypass your mouth and go directly down your throat.” Jim was first, by seniority, and dropped his shorts. He pulled Kyle’s head into his crotch. “Just lick it for now, lick from my balls to the tip of my cock.” Kyle began to work his tongue all over Jim’s cock and balls. And with the T and G in him he was really getting into this. It didn’t take long for Jim to get hard. Then Jim told his cock sucker, “Open your mouth and suck it in, and remember to watch your teeth. No ‘John’ likes his dick scraped by a boy's teeth when he’s getting sucked.” Kyle did just as he was told, and he was sucking his first cock. “Oh yeah, that’s it. Work my pole with that mouth of yours.” Jim hadn’t been allowed to cum on almost a week and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed Kyle's head to make sure that he wouldn’t pull off, looked down at Kyle and told him, “Make sure you show the camera the cum in your mouth before you swallow ever drop.” Jim then began to pant as Kyle felt his cock thicken in his mouth, then “OH YEAH!” Jim shouted out as he fired a weeks worth of cum into Kyle’s mouth. Jim made sure that Kyle showed his open mouth to the camera so that their pimps could see the fresh cum in his mouth before he swallowed it down. Kyle didn’t have much time to catch his breath as David pulled Kyle between his legs. David grabbed his cock sucker’s head and forced the length of his tool to the back of his throat. With Jim at his side, Kyle was coached on how to breathe, work his tongue and his mouth on a cock to give the best blow job known. David just sat back as his balls boiled to overflow and soon Kyle was eating his second load of cum. Kyle finished to look up at Bob stroking a massive nine inch cock, bigger then what the roommates had. Kyle was trying to figure out how he’d get that in his mouth when Jim encouraged him, “Just remember what I told you about breathing through your nose and to relax.” Kyle crawled on his knees over to Bob and began by licking his balls. Bob kept stroking as Kyle worked his tongue up the shaft to the tip as Bob moved his hand to the back of Kyle’s head. Ricky and Tyler watched on the group on the plasma knowing that this was going to be a brutal face fuck. Kyle was not prepared for Bob’s cock. He thrust his massive nine incher deep into Kyle’s throat. Since their working boys aren’t allowed to fuck, this is Bob’s way of working out his frustrations. Kyle’s eyes welled up with tears as his throat took a rough fucking similar to that his ass took earlier. With Jim’s instructions and encouragement and his own determination, Kyle was able to accommodate the cock in his throat. Bob was one to take a long time no matter when he shot last. He was a brutal top that was turned into a whore bottom. When he got this rare chance to use his dick, he made the most of it. Kyle quickly learned to relax his throat as Bob rammed his shaft in and out of his mouth. Kyle did his best to put up with the face fucking and just as his jaw began to get sore he felt the cock in his throat began to swell then spasms as Bob was delivering his load directly into his gut. Bob pulled back a bit to give Kyle the last few spurts before smacking him across the face with his still hard cock. “I fucking wish I could breed this bitch! I’m still fucking hard.” Just as Bob finished talking the bedroom door opened up and in walked Ricky and Tyler. Ricky asked, “Nice job boys, you think this bitch will be ready to work the party tomorrow night?” “I’m sure with some personal tutoring I can have him ready Boss”, Bob was quick to say. But he knew he had no chance of fucking the new kid. The boys were there to be fucked and to suck the various guys who paid their way into the party. “OK boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your John’s.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Ricky. “Ok, boys, Tyler has your work assignments for the night. Remember, cash up front and we know how much you will be getting for each of your Johns.” The boys left the room leaving Kyle on his knees in front of Ricky. “We need to get you ready for the party tomorrow night. Your ass will bring a nice price with you being fresh meat.” Tyler came up stairs after giving the working boys their assignments for the night. They then took Kyle into one of the bedroom that they used as their party room. This room was well equipped with a couple slings and a fuck bench. Along one wall were a number of dildos of various shapes and sizes and an assortment of butt plugs. The opposite wall had ropes, chains and other restraints some of which Kyle had never seen before. There were a couple of flat panel TVs hanging in two of the corners of the room playing bareback porn. They put Kyle in the sling and placed his wrists and ankles in restraints. He had a perfect view of the TV’s from where he lay. Ricky told him, “You’ll spend the rest of the night here watching porn. The hunger to be fucked will grow in side you all night until you beg to be fucked. Then you will be left here long after that point to think about your purpose here and how you will serve us.” Kyle was given a small slam. Kyle felt a hunger and a need to be fucked at any end. All he knew was that he needed cock inside him as he watches the porn on the screen. He noticed that the guys getting fucked in the porn looked familiar. Then he recognized them as Jim, Bob and David. Every hour either Ricky or Tyler came into the room and gave Kyle some G laced water to drink and a small slam to keep the hunger of being fucked within him. After almost six hours of mini-slams and G, Kyle was begging to be fucked. When the roommates came in to give Kyle his next “dose” they knew he was almost theirs. They ignored him as he drank down the water and took his slam without protest. After the roommates left Kyle, Ricky commented, “It won’t be long until he is hooked on meth.” Tyler added, “Yeah, and raw cock and cum.” The roommate continued to give Kyle the same doses over the entire night and as daylight began to fill the apartment they entered the room to find a docile boy ready to submit. Kyle pleaded, “Please, I need to be fucked. I can’t take it anymore. I need cock in me. I need to suck cock.” Ricky asked, “Kyle are you ready to go to work for us?” Kyle didn’t even hesitate, “Yes sir, I will work for you as long as I get fucked right now.” Tyler said, “Very well then.” Ricky pulled a very large dildo off the wall, “If you can take this down to the base we will let you out of the sling to rest up for tonight’s festivities.” The dildo was a horse cock dildo, 13” long and 8” around. “Please give it to me.” Ricky and Tyler applied a generous amount of Crisco to the dildo and Kyle’s ass. Tyler commented on how loose Kyle’s hole felt and that this might not be much of a challenge. The tip slipped in easily, but then they had some resistance as the dildo began to slide in side Kyle’s hole. Ricky and Tyler were experienced enough to manage this resistance and put a bottle of poppers beneath Kyle’s nose telling him to breath in deep. As the poppers took effect the resistance faded and before they knew it, half of it was inside the teen. Now they had the internal ring to negotiate. Again they gave Kyle the poppers as the dildo was turned and wiggled past the internal ring. It took some doing but it finally “popped” through and after a good 45 minutes of work the dildo was down to the base. The roommates fucked the teen with this dildo for a good ten minutes ensuring he was opened-up. Ricky praised his new working boy, “Very good Kyle. Now you’re ready for a fist.” In his drugged up hazed he was a little perplexed. He thought to himself, ‘A fist? Why the hell would anyone want a fist put in his ass?’ Before he knew what was happening the dildo was quickly pulled from his hole. He felt so empty, still having a need to be filled. Tyler began to finger Kyle’s loose and sloppy hole. And before Kyle knew what was going on, he had Tyler’s fist inside his rectum. He felt full again, but he had no clue as to how full he’d get as Tyler began to work his fist deeper inside his hole. Kyle had no view to see what was going on until he realized that the activities were on the TV screen above them. He watched with disbelief as Tyler’s forearm sunk into him down to the elbow. Ricky let Kyle know, “We’ve always needed a special boy for some of our special clients. I think you will work out well.” Kyle leaned his head back and enjoyed the fisting he was getting. Then Tyler pulled his fist from Kyle’s hole and his restraints were untied from the chains. They took Kyle to an open space on the floor and attached his ankles and wrists together. His ankles were attached to the floor and his wrists were attached to a rope suspended from a beam over head. His arms were stretched up over his head. What Kyle didn’t know was that as Tyler fisted him he also administered a generous booty bump that would make his ass even more hungry for cock. Ricky then asked, “How badly do you want to be fucked?” “Please, I need to be fucked.” “What will you do to get cock in you, boy?” “I’ll do anything you want me to do, please fuck me!” “Gag him Ty.” Tyler placed a ball gag in Kyle’s mouth as Ricky pulled a paddle off the wall. He then began to smack Kyle in the ass over and over again as he hung there. “Remember boy, you said you would do anything, and this is what we need a boy who we can pimp out to out leather clientele.” Kyle took a good smacking for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn’t able to stand up as he was hanging by his wrists. After a few more minute of smacking his ass, they knew Kyle had had enough. They lowered him down and moved him over to the fuck bench where they each fucked another load into his well stretched ass. Tyler said, “Let’s go boy, we need to get you cleaned up and let you rest up before tonight’s events” as they led Kyle to the shower up stairs. It wasn’t a regular tub style shower. It looked more like the kind you’d find in a locker room with a couple shower heads along one wall. Ricky told Kyle to get on his knees and open his mouth. He then placed his soft dick in Kyle’s mouth. Kyle thought he was going to suck Ricky’s cock when Ricky told him, “Don’t think about sucking my cock. I am going to give you something to drink.” Ricky then began to piss into Kyle’s open mouth, “Do the best you can to swallow as much of my piss. It is an honor to get to drink a guy’s piss.” Kyle did his best, although some spilled out of his mouth, he drank most of it down. Then Tyler stepped up and placed his soft cock in Kyle’s mouth and gave him his piss. Kyle did better with Tyler’s piss then he did with Ricky’s. “Hey Rick, he’s a fast learner.” “He sure is. Now let’s get him cleaned up and fed so he can rest up for tonight.” They then had Kyle shower off and helped him with a shower shot to douche out his stretched out hole. They then gave escorted him down stairs and fed him. Kyle was still horny, but as least he as fed and cleaned up. They all sat down in the living room to watch some TV. As the T and G in Kyle system wore off he fell asleep and slept all afternoon. When he woke it was starting to get dark out. The working boy’s were back and they nudged Kyle to get up and ready for the guests. The four hustlers headed up stairs. They all stripped down and went into the play room where Ricky and Tyler were waiting. Each one was given a couple pills, one was am ecstasy and there were a couple Cialis to keep the boys rock hard and horny for the guests. Then each boy was given his slam to start the night off. Jim, Bob and David wandered off to different parts of the room to wait. After Kyle got his slam he was helped into the sling and given some extra Cialis. The roommates told the boys that Kyle was to be in the sling all night. Anyone one wanting to seed his ass had to pay extra since he was new to the crew. As the night went on Kyle took loads from all the guests. He was fucked by old, fat trolls, young hotties, big dick black guys, harry Latinos. All in all he took at least a load from every customer there. It was knows which guys were poz and which were neg, but all Kyle knew was that he was getting what he wanted: cock and cum in his ass. In his drugged up haze Kyle knew he found his place as a male prostitute.

I have been a no cock no load refused pig for 25 years and would not have had my life any other way. My ex used to blindfold me and put me in the sling for tops to breed and it taught me not only who I was but what I needed to be. I felt exhilarated every time a cock entered my hole and my entire focus switched to using my muscles to appreciate that cock and the absolute wonderful feeling I got when cock was in me. This was always heightened when the top came in me. I would have been fiucked 100's of times without seeing who was fucking me. It is not uncommon for me to get fucked 8 or 10 times in the backroom without seeing one breeder. 14 loads in one session has been my record in an organised gangbang and I enjoyed cock and load no 14 as much as I did the first one.

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

Part 9 What the hell I was doing now? I am sobered up and still spreading my legs for a load of toxic cum to be shot into my hole? I guess I just wanted to see what it actually felt like when sober and see if the feelings were what I barely remembered from being drunk. This guy, I didn't even know, climbed on the bed with me and got between my legs and lifted them up and over his shoulders and then without lube or waiting, he drove his huge cock into my hole. He dropped his mouth down onto mine to stifle my scream of pain. My eyes shot wide open, staring deep into his. He bottomed out quickly and then just laid there for a bit, kind of grinding around in little circles with his cock loosening me up, I guess. Then he leaned back a little and looking at me asked, "Are you ready for this, now?" I just nodded and he started to slowly withdraw his cock till just the head was still in me. Then, he rammed it back in hard and fast, surprising me so much I couldn't even move at all. He then slowly pulled back again and then roughly back in. Each stroke rubbing my prostate and driving me crazy with pain and pleasure at once. I had no idea what the hell I was doing, this was completely crazy, but for some reason I wanted this knowledge, this understanding of what it felt like knowing what was coming. He continued to slowly pull out and slam fast and hard back into my hole. The pain was going away more and more till all I could feel was the pleasure of his cock as each stroke in and out rubbed against my pleasure center. The intense feelings kept growing in me until I thought my cock was going to burst. Then he got faster and faster and harder and harder. I could literally feel his cock expanding and getting harder. His breathing was becoming more ragged as he approached his orgasm. Then he leaned back and looking deep into my eyes, he whispered, "Here it comes. I am cumming in you, now." As he said this last thing, he drove into me as deep as he could, grinding his cock into me and I could feel it pulse. As he was cumming, my own cock erupted, spraying my cum all over both of our stomachs. He planted his lips on mine and his tongue drove into my mouth and I was returning his kiss just as hard. We both seemed to cum forever. I could hardly believe how intense it was. Then, as we were coming down from our orgasms, he just kept grinding his cock into me as if to drive it through me. Our kiss getting hotter and hotter. Just when I thought it could not go on any more, I felt his cock start to throb, again, and he spoke softly, even as we kissed, saying, "I am cumming again. I can't believe your hole is just pulling more cum out of me already." The pulses just seemed to go on and on. Seeming like hours, but only a few more seconds and then I could actually feel his dick starting to soften. Soon, without stopping our kiss, it fell out of my hole and I could feel some cum running out of my full hole. We continued to kiss for several minutes more. Then as our lips parted he rolled off of me, holding me tightly in a hug. As we laid there he was rubbing my own cum around on my stomach and then he reached down and scooped up a bit of his cum that was seeping out of me and his hand came up to my mouth and he stuck his cum covered fingers in and I was sucking his and my cum off of his fingers. I was staring at the ceiling then and wondering, How the Hell Did That Happen?

PART 2 As we walked through my front door, Conrad reached into his backpack and took out a box of rubbers. “Can’t forget condoms,” he said with an awkward laugh. I took them from his hand, managed a vague sort of nod, and threw them on the dining room table. My boys usually insist on condoms—at first. But after a little bit of chemical intervention, they always transform into eager raw cumholes. Only once did I end up with an especially stubborn kid who kept trying to wrap my dick, so I resorted to a backup plan—a stash of broken rubbers with little holes poked in the reservoirs. Didn’t matter in the end. By the time the condom tore apart while I was pounding his negboy hole, he was so high he tore the shreds of rubber away from my cock and ran his finger along the raw shaft as it plunged in and out of his chemmed-up cunt, his eyes glazing over with the deep-buried desire to be a bareback whore. I always get what I want. I told Conrad to take a seat on the couch and help himself to the pot. Meanwhile, I walked to the kitchen. I took a few sodas out of the fridge and poured them into glasses I’d already dosed with a cap of G. I love G because it transforms uptight boys into ragdoll sluts in a matter of 20 minutes. The taste can be tough to hide, but I recently found a dealer who consistently delivers high-potency GHB that doesn’t taste awful. In fact, after diluting the stuff in 12 ounces of Pepsi, it only leaves a subtle aftertaste—perfect for serving to unsuspecting negboys. As I finished my little cocktail, I heard Conrad’s voice from the couch: “Hey, what’s this?” That made me grin, because I knew exactly what he was talking about. On a tray in the middle of the coffee table, I’d left a bong full of pot. And right next to it, I’d left a little glass pipe full of Tina. Every single time, my negboy visitors are deeply fascinated by the glass pipe, so all I need to do is pretend like it’s nothing too special. “What’s what?” I asked. “I’m just wondering what’s in this little glass pipe thing full of white stuff.” “Oh, that,” I replied, walking into the living room with the G-laced Pepsi. “Not sure you’re ready for that. It’s called T. It can be really, really fun. It makes me horny as fuck, and I bet you’d have a blast on it. But maybe we should just take it easy—just stick with the pot, you know? Here’s some soda, by the way. Drink up, little bro.” He took a few gulps of Pepsi while holding the glass pipe, looking at it intently. My dick stiffened. “Actually, I’m curious,” he said. “Would it be cool if I just tried it?” I shrugged nonchalantly. “Sure, bud—be my guest. But let me show you how to work it, OK?” I sat down next to him, my hands visibly shaking with excitement. “Alright, now hold that pipe up to your mouth. Yeah, just like that. I’m gonna light this little torch and heat up the stuff in the bowl. Just wait a moment. See that? See the little wisps of smoke forming? Now when I say go, just start inhaling very lightly and steadily. Lightly and steadily. Got it? OK, bud—go ahead. Start inhaling. There you go. Good boy. Just take that swirling smoke into your lungs and hold it until I tell you otherwise. Got it?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “OK, little bro,” I said to him, taking the pipe away from his mouth. “Hold it, just for a sec. Then exhale it through your nose. There you go. Fuck yeah—good boy! Now again.” That first hit was a nice fat one—the cloud emerging from his mouth and nostrils was thick and white, and my cock dripped at the smell of the Tina emanating from his lungs. From that point on, with each cloud of meth that escaped his lips and his nostrils, he was losing a little bit of his innocence. For the second hit, I gave him the torch to operate, and I talked him through it. The result was another giant hit of solid white clouds pouring out of his mouth and nose. “OK, boy—do one more. You’re on your own. I think you got it.” He immediately hit the pipe again, and I turned away to hide my giant, triumphant grin as Conrad smoked away all his defenses. “I’m just gonna put a little entertainment on the TV here, OK? Oh, and don’t forget your soda.” When I turned on the TV, it automatically started playing one of my favorite movies. It’s an amateur video shot by a filthy pig I know from the Midwest—a wrestling coach who likes to chem and poz some of the hot little jockboys on his team. He’d sent me a few videos, but this was my favorite: a sexy, ripped, piggy 18-year-old named Lance was all slammed up and taking loads from a roomful of coaches and former teammates. Behind me, I heard the click of the torch again. Fuck yeah, I thought, this boy is already fuckin’ hooked. As I turned back to face him, I took off my wife-beater. Conrad froze in place, the pipe halfway to his lips, smoke billowing out of his mouth. He just stared at my hairy chest, his eyes dilated pitch-black. “You feelin’ good, little bro?” He gave me a dazed nod, his mouth agape. “Why don’t you take off your shirt, huh? Show off your sweet little body. Do that for your big bro?” He peeled his tank top upward, revealing his flat stomach with its ridges of ab muscles, then his compact little muscular chest. He was just starting to develop a treasure trail down the center of his stomach, leading past the waistband of his shorts to the bulge of his cock that strained against his zipper. His soda was gone; the G would be hitting him soon. I walked over to the couch and took the pipe from his hands. “Jesus fuckin’ Christ, you’re just about the sexiest boy I’ve ever seen." I ran my hand down his torso, and he sighed a deep, hungry sigh. "Listen, buddy: I have a few more things to show you. You wanna learn from your big bro?” He half-grunted, half-moaned in response. “OK: I’m gonna do a hit. Then I’m gonna blow it into your mouth, and you’re gonna blow it back in mine, then back and forth we go until we can’t go anymore. It’s called a shotgun, and it’s one of my favorite things to do with a sexy little bro like you.” I put the pipe to my lips and took a deep, thick hit of white smoke. Then I put the pipe down, turned to Conrad, sealed my open mouth against his, and exhaled my cloud into his lungs. A moment later, he breathed the Tina smoke back into me. We repeated that three or four times until the mouth-lock became a deep kiss, and we kept making out while the shotgun escaped our mouths and dissolved around us. As I kissed him, I loosened his shorts, pulling them down the length of his lightly hairy legs. His underwear followed. Then I slipped off my gym shorts; my cock bounced free with a gentle “thwack” against my stomach. I maneuvered Conrad so that he was stretched out before me on the couch, and I laid down on top of him, my cock rubbing against his. We continued to kiss. I grabbed the pipe, took another hit, and shared another series of breaths with my boy. Then he spoke, hesitantly. “Hey, big bro? Just in case you’re wondering, I’m all cleaned out and ready to go. My ass, I mean. The last dude who fucked me showed me how to do all that stuff. So…anyway. In case you’re wondering.” I smiled at him and mussed his hair. “What are you trying to tell me, little bro? You want my cock sliding in that sweet little butt?” He blushed and shrugged. I leaned into his ear and whispered: “Don’t you worry, buddy. It won’t be long before I bury my fat cock deep in your hole.” He shivered beneath me, then kissed me again. The G was kicking in. He was almost entirely in my hands. A few more minutes of teasing and prodding, and he’d do anything to get impaled on my raw cock. “Get on the floor, little bro,” I said. “Face the other direction, on all fours. Ass in the air. Back arched. No—back arched, like a fuckin’ fag. Much better. Good boy. Now reach back and spread that hole for your big bro.” His hands grabbed each side of his perfectly round butt, spreading it to reveal a smooth, pink, tight hole that pulsed with every breath he took. I knelt down, placed my hands over his, and wrapped my mouth around that aching little boycunt, pushing my tongue into his body, every one of his nerves quivering as I dove greedily into his wide-open throbbing cock-hungry 18-year-old partied-up fuckhole. He gasped as I kissed that sweet little fag-pussy with the same intensity that I kissed his mouth a few minutes earlier. I spit a few huge gobs of saliva on his cunt and worked them in with my tongue. His hole loosened up, welcomed my mouth and my spit, became noticeably warmer. He really was a fuckin’ hottie: such a tight little body, great definition from his calves to his chest, with the roundest, most perfect little boybutt I’ve ever seen. And the cock! He had the kind of thick, veiny dick that would make any top’s hole twitch. Enough butt-eating, I thought. It's time to fuck. “OK, little bro—one more thing to show you," I said, standing up so that my dick hovered over him. "I want you to take a fat hit off that pipe, then blow it onto your big bro’s cock. Can you do that for me?” He nodded, grabbed the pipe, and got the smoke swirling like a regular chemwhore. “Good boy. You like that smoke, huh?” He nodded as he continued to inhale. “Just feed on that smoke, pig. Feed on that smoke. Your big bro wants to see you get fuckin' tweaked." He put down the pipe, knelt directly in front of me, wrapped his mouth around my cock, and exhaled a thick cloud of white smoke that enveloped my dick. The smoke traveled up my stomach and chest as he began hungrily slurping on my poz shaft. He wasn’t a bad little cocksucker, but I couldn’t wait any longer. I pulled his head away from my dick and guided him onto his back. “Pull your legs back, little bro.” He did, revealing that sweet little hungry cunt, still dripping with my spit. I began rubbing the length of my cock across his hole, watching his eyes flutter and his mouth drop open as he pulled his legs back a little further and looked at me with a kind of desperate pleading. “You ready for some dick?” He could only manage a whimper in response. “I can’t wait to give it to you, bro. But one thing you gotta know first. If it turns out to be a problem, then we can do something else. We don’t need to fuck, you know.” He nodded again, half-listening, every bit of his energy focused on the cock rubbing against his chemmed-up faggot fuckhole. “So here’s the deal, little bro. I only fuck raw. Natural. Bareback. And if a boy won’t let me fuck him the way I want to fuck him, then he’s not getting fucked. Got it?” Conrad glanced over at the TV, where the bottomboy was spreading his little jockbutt for yet another raw cock. Then he looked back at me. He reached down to spread his boyhole, just like the guy in the video. “Give me your dick, skin-on-skin,” he said, his eyes a solid-black void. “Bareback my fuckin’ hole. Please, bro.” “Fuck yeah, boy. You been fantasizing about raw dick, huh? Watching bareback porn?” “It’s the only kind of porn I watch. It’s the only kind of fucking I really want to do. Please give me your dick, bro. Your raw dick. I need your fucking raw dick. Please.” “You gonna make me pull out?” “No, dude. Please cum in me. Breed me.” “And when we go to the bathhouse after this—you want other dudes to breed you, too? Breed your chemmed-up cunt?” He paused for a moment, looking me straight in the eye, giving himself some time to overcome the shame of his boyhood secrets. “Yes,” he finally said. “I want my hole dripping with cum.” I nudged the head of my raw dick up against his hungry little butt, and his whole body shook. His breath went shallow. Then my cockhead slipped through that first outer barrier, enveloped by the warmth and tightness and innocence of his negboy hole, and I leaned down to kiss him, a sloppy kiss. “I’m dripping precum in my little bro’s hole,” I whispered in his ear. “I’m lubing you up with my seed, faggot.” By this point, Conrad was alternating between “fuck yeah” and “fuck me,” and he wrapped his arms around my back, murmuring “do it” three times. That’s when I began pushing the rest of my raw cock into the radiant warmth of that chemmed-up fuckhole, and he gasped as he surrendered everything to me. “This is how we were meant to fuck,” I whispered in his ear as my dick continued to disappear inside him. “You aren’t a true bottom boy until you’ve let a man split you in half bareback, until you’ve given up your hole for him to eat and pound and breed. I’m so proud of you, little bro.” With that, I directed his attention toward the TV. “But there’s one thing you should look out for,” I said, taking on a serious tone. “Some guys in the bathhouse will have a tattoo like that.” I pointed up at the screen. A young topdude was pounding the bottomboy bareback. Every time he pulled his cock away from that hungry little fuckhole, you could see a biohazard tattoo right next to his dick. “Do you know what that tattoo means, little bro?” He shook his hand. “Danger, I guess?” “Well, sort of. It means he’s poz. Just something to be aware of, because you probably don’t want that.” I glanced back at him, and the look in his eye was pure hunger. “Unless…,” I said, pretending to be confused, “Unless you’re turned on by that?” He shot a devilish glance at me, and I answered with a giant grin. Then he grinned, too. “You want some poz dick at the bathhouse, bro?” “Fuck yeah.” “Yeah? You wanna get knocked up?” He just kept grinning, and his body started shaking again—a kind of shiver, all fear and anticipation and excitement. “Such a good boy. Such a fuckin’ dirty boy. I love it. I’m so proud of my little bro.” And then, with no warning, I pulled my dick out of his hole. Conrad gasped. He suddenly looked lost and empty; the pleading returned to his eyes, and he pulled his legs back and spread his ass and whimpered. Meanwhile, I stared him down. “Sorry, little bro, but something just occurred to me. You didn’t ask about my status. Don’t you want to know my status?” “I don’t fucking care. Please, bro. Please give me your dick.” That made my dick drip: I don’t fucking care. “Good answer, buddy. But I think you deserve to know.” I nudged my dick up against his hole, and he tried desperately to maneuver his ass to get more of my meat lodged up in his guts. “Here’s the deal, bud: I’m fuckin’ poz. This is a poz cock teasing your hole. You like how this poz cock feels inside you?” “Yes, fucker. Please give me more, fucker. I need more. Please, bro.” “What’s that, buddy? I’m not sure I heard you.” “Pound my ass raw with your fat poz cock. Fucking PLEASE. PLEASE. PLEASE, BRO.” “You wanna get knocked up? Knocked up with your big bro’s virus?” “FUCK YES.” “Say it.” “KNOCK ME UP, YOU SEXY MOTHERFUCKER.” “Fuck yeah, you hot little chemmed-up faggotboy.” I shoved my poz dick back inside that boy’s hole, and started pounding. I didn’t last long. I felt the toxic seed gathering up in my balls, brewing, getting ready to shoot. Conrad was staring me down with those giant black pupils, his legs spread wide, his hole peeled back and exposed to allow my dick maximum penetration. He just kept nodding. Nodding. Smiling. Telling me with his eyes that he wanted my gift. As I got closer to shooting my toxic load, he wrapped his arms around me and alternated between little whimpered chants of “poz poz poz” and “fuck fuck fuck.” “Goddammit, you hot little fag,” I whispered. “Goddammit. You’re gonna get my load. My fuckin’ sweet infected load, just for you, fuckin’ sexy little negboy bro.” And then, with pulse after pulse of my raw cock in his wide-open wet fuckhole, I bred him. Pozzed him. Charged that little faggot ass up. Gave him my virus. Then, as my dick stopped shooting volleys of poz sperm, I kept pushing my cock deep inside him, pushing my toxic cum into his guts before collapsing on him, my poz cock still buried deep. Conrad sighed, a long contented sigh. “That was amazing,” he said. “Oh, little bro,” I whispered in his ear. “I have so many fuckin’ plans for you—you have no idea.” I pulled my cock out of him, then guided his mouth to taste the poz seed coating my shaft. He slurped on it greedily, my dick still warm from the hunger of his hole. “Such a good boy,” I said. “Such a hot little pig. So proud of you, little bro. Now, whaddaya say we get your sweet little knocked-up hole to the bathhouse?” MORE SOON…